Chapter 113

"Why didn't you see Brother Wei come back?" said Fan Shijin.

"Brother Wei, this will be busy!"

Liu Cong and Bai Xiyue had hippie smiles, happy as three-year-old children.

Fan Shijin and Xiong Jingchong glanced at each other, and they couldn't understand the thoughts of the two younger brothers.

After a long while, Uncle Wei returned to the guest room with an embarrassed face, and his body was covered with red marks.

"Alas... You two little brothers, you can really calculate people! I am not as good as others!" Uncle Wei said with a pant.

"This can't be counted as my two calculations, it's you, Brother Wei! It's too underestimated! Hahahahaha!" Liu Cong was very proud.

Bai Xiyue on the side also giggled, and said while laughing: "Brother Wei, my brother and I can also be regarded as teaching you a lesson, don't take it lightly next time!"

Uncle Wei looked embarrassed, didn't say much, took a set of clean clothes, and went to the bathhouse.

After Liu Cong watched Uncle Wei enter and leave, he asked, "Brother Fan, how long do I have to stay in the Northern Zhou Dynasty?"

"What I have to do now is to wait! When the dust settles, no matter who is left in the end, it will be no different for us..." Fan Shijin leaned against the closed window, his ears pressed against the window, listening carefully to the fierce cold wind outside. He understands that an even bigger blizzard is coming.

Originally, Xiong Jingchong also leaned against the edge of the window, at this time he got up and left the window with his waist lazy, and it was some time to leave the dust door. Fan Shijin's prophecy paper led himself and everyone through disasters again and again, and his judge's pen also changed the fate of several people. Xiong Jingchong believes that all this is fate, and God has already made its own arrangements.

But the arrangement of Heaven is not elaborate, and there will be no "exit" and "entrance" only. If God is a real person, then he should be a very naughty person, he is good at setting all kinds of people, and all kinds of talents to them, after placing them on the chessboard, he will lie on his side and watch the scene quietly, so he himself can't fully predict how things will go, maybe this is where his naughtiness lies, everyone likes the unknown, likes wonderful stories, if the ending is set at the beginning, then how boring such a story should be.

"Brother Bai'er, weren't you injured by the stone thrown by Brother Wei just now?" Liu Cong found that Bai Xiyue was jumping around, very fresh, as fresh as a fish fished out of the water.

Bai Xiyue touched his body with his hand, and there were indeed no wounds or bruises, but he obviously vomited a mouthful of blood. "It's weird, I don't have any scars on my body!?" Bai Xiyue said.

"Black blade! It must be your black blade that has such an effect!" Liu Cong excitedly pointed to the black blade on Bai Xiyue's waist.

At this time, Bai Xiyue suddenly remembered that the moment he was hit by a stone before, he subconsciously held the black blade on his waist, and the pain disappeared in that moment. Thinking of this, Bai Xiyue pulled out the black blade, there was a groove in the sword body of the black blade, this groove appeared on the sword body like a meridian, because the black blade was too dark before, it was impossible to see whether there was a groove on it, this groove has become transparent, and it looks like there is a gap in the sword body of this black blade. "What is this? I haven't seen it before..."Bai Xiyue himself was also taken aback.

"My father once said that some blades are united with the sword master, and they will suffer damage for the sword master, and the sword is in the person, and the sword will break and die... I don't know if there is such a thing..."Liu Cong said.

"Ah, according to your words, if this sword is broken, my life will be gone?

"Definitely. Uncle Wei appeared at the door, and then said: "The cultivation of the sword is the unity of the human sword, if your will is not enough, the same sword will be broken! Even if you don't use this sword, if your sword is broken, you may not be able to retreat with your whole body?"

"What Brother Wei said is extremely true, Brother Bai! I see that you are talented and intelligent, it stands to reason that martial arts should not be so bad, you need to exercise your will!" Fan Shijin no longer leaned his head against the window, he felt that the "wind" inside the house was louder than the outside.

"That's right!" Brother Fan said what he was going to say next!" Uncle Wei entered.

Bai Xiyue didn't say more, he didn't feel like Wen Renxing was burdened with national hatred and family hatred, nor was he like Liu Cong's newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, but he had his own goals, he wanted to become an official disciple of Kongyangmen.

Bai Xiyue, the 898th generation of the Bai family's swordsmanship. The Bai family was originally a martial arts family somewhere in the Northern Jin Dynasty, and the swordsmanship created by the ancestors has been passed down to the present, the biggest difference between the Bai family's swordsmanship and other families, the former is the bloodline inheritance, and the latter is the sword pedigree, one is born, and the other can be learned. Some people once guessed that the swordsmanship of the Bai family is not a swordsmanship, but a hereditary type of divine consciousness, and ordinary people have no way to make the sword expand and contract freely, and the Bai family does not need to use a specially built sword, nor does it need a special sword spectrum to learn, but anyone who is a member of the Bai family can have this power. And on the rivers and lakes, the person with superb swordsmanship has a person surnamed Bai, who has now entered the Northern Jin Dynasty as an official.

Bai Xiyue was originally a small soldier in a dart game, but due to the decline of the family, many of the Bai clan's children no longer practiced swords, but engaged in ordinary and ordinary things, and Bai Xiyue was also one of them.

On the way to the dart for a day, Bai Xiyue escorted the dart to other places as usual.

"Cheer up, even though this job is a small job, we will send it over without any difference!" shouted the leading dart head at the top of his voice.

The dart was transported by four people, including the dart head, a total of five people. A group of people walked on the tree-lined path, in the woods on both sides, there was constantly the sound of birdsong, and the light of the scorching sun was also chopped by the dense forest, and only a small light could be projected in.

When Bai Xiyue first entered the industry, he heard that the dart is a knife licking blood, and when he really entered the industry, he found that this dart is just a kung fu to exercise and sleep immediately, if you can fall asleep on the horse, it is an old dart head; if you are very vigilant to look at the Quartet, then don't think about it, this must be a new entry. So not long after Bai Xiyue entered the industry, he began to practice the kung fu of sleeping on horseback. Good darts will not be given to you, and bad darts will only be errands. Don't say you want to protect it, even the robbers don't bother to rob it. Baixi Yue transported some worthless goods, such as: clothes, wood carvings, furniture, broken copper and iron... In short, some robbers don't look down on it, and it takes a lot of effort to move it back, and it's not worth much, and these people are more porters than darts.

"What are we pressing this time?" asked the first person in front of him.

The dart head looked back and said, "This time the guest is strange, the two objects are transported separately by two teams of carriages, one left and one right, and let me wait one after the other to set off, and not take the same route, unpredictable!"

"It's really strange, if you find a team, you can save a lot of silver taels, and this is divided into two teams, wouldn't it be a waste of silver taels!" said the person in front of him.

"No! It is said that the other team has also found a strong martial arts master to carry it, and our team is afraid that it will be a cover-up!" The leader's sense of smell is very sensitive, and he is already snoring on horseback in normal times.

"If we encounter danger, can we just abandon the dart and run away?" Bai Xiyue said.

"Hahaha! Brother Bai still understands, that's not it! Huh...?"

"Dart... Dart head..."

Bai Xiyue saw that the whole head of the dart head was dragged away, as if it was hanging on something, the whole neck was lengthened, and twisted a few more times until the head on the neck could no longer speak.

"Run!" shouted one of them.

Bai Xiyue didn't have time to see what it was, so he waved his horsewhip and rushed into the forest next to the road. "Drive, drive, drive... Not... Woo woo... "Bai Xiyue still cried.

A black shadow flew in front of Bai Xiyue and slapped the horse, the horse wailed, and then fell, and the Bai Xiyue on his back also flew out.

"Don't kill him, catch him!" said one of them.

The man put the knife back, twisted Bai Xiyue and returned to the path.

Bai Xiyue peed his pants, not only his pants, but also the snot and tears on his face were mixed together, if he continued to maintain the status quo, he might be thirsty for a while.

There were three robbers, all of whom wore hats and black cloths, so they couldn't see their faces clearly, but they could feel the fierceness in their eyes through their exposed eyes.

And Bai Xiyue is still alive, and there is a person sleeping behind, and the other person behind is not so lucky, and came to the Hades Temple in his sleep, although he repeatedly stated that he was wrong, but he was still dragged into it by the bull head and horse face.

"You... Who are you... Robbery is robbery... Why kill people... Woo woo woo ..."Bai Xiyue wiped his snot and tears with his hands.

"Why don't you reply to the two of you?" the leader struck one of them with his sword.

The man opened the leader's sword, took out the knife at his waist and stabbed several people who had already died, and said while stabbing him: "Do you want a reason to kill?! Lao Tzu just wants to kill! Kill kill !! hahahahaha!"

"Heroes, there is a debtor and a debtor! A few people have robbed this dart, and take it away... If you kill me, etc... Also..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man's head rolled off his shoulder, his eyes still open, and his mouth moving, as if he didn't know that he was leaving his body.

"Oh! don't... Don't kill me... I say everything... Say anything... Please..."Bai Xiyue sat paralyzed on the ground, he didn't dare to look at the corpses of a few people, and pleaded with a few people with his eyes closed.

"Big brother, kill it! I don't think they know what the situation is, they don't know anything about martial arts, and they don't know their situation!" The man wiped the blood from the knife with his hand, and when he wiped the blood, he pinched the blood in his hand, which was very similar to pinching the nose with his hand, as if to confirm whether it was sticky.

The leader is a little impatient, he hates people talking nonsense, especially when he doesn't let people speak. The leader looked up at Bai Xiyue, slowly pulled out the knife at his waist, and said, "I only asked once, where is the other dart?"