This story is pure fiction!

My name is Xie Ruilin, and the people in the rivers and lakes gave me a nickname, called 'Duojin Gongzi, a sword piercing the heart Xie Ruilin'. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, it is called a lot of money because there is a lot of money, but that was before, since I turned against my stubborn old father, these two words seem to have no relationship with me.

Of course, outsiders don't know the reason for this, my father is an authentic and honest businessman, he will never participate in the competitive things on the rivers and lakes, he has devoted his life to the accumulation of wealth, after most of his life's efforts, he finally has his own place in a small town, and has become the richest man in a town in the south.

At this point, he also hopes that his descendants can devote themselves to the creation of wealth like him, and stay away from the strife of the rivers and lakes.

Because he is very aware of a phenomenon, a person who has studied martial arts, whenever he has the opportunity to meet an opponent, will definitely prove his ability to others, but, as the saying goes, often walking by the river, how can there be a person who does not get his shoes wet? There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people, maybe it is a mistake, or it is deliberate, and there are countless examples of beating people to death and maiming them.

So my father didn't want us to practice martial arts. But young man, who doesn't yearn for the unknown world? Who doesn't have his own opinions? Willing to obey his father's orders? What's more, he always thinks kindly that as long as you don't provoke others, others will not come to you for trouble, but in this country where internal troubles have not been eliminated and external advantages are continuous, life is like grass mustard, and it is less valuable than a pig.

I am also a young man, my mother died early, since I was a child, my father was always busy with various businesses, and he cared very little about me, so I was very rebellious since I was a child, and many elders in the clan were very good to me on the surface, but in fact, they were all trying to please my father, in order to obtain my father's support.

My father once told me that when I was young, my father was very poor and had been treated coldly by many people. I can't imagine how these so-called relatives would treat us if our family didn't have great wealth.

And I'm just a young man, and I have to do things that my father doesn't let me do, so I have to do it behind his back.

I remember one time, it was six years ago, at my father's birthday party.

After three rounds of drinking, someone proposed to dance the sword to help the fun, before that time, no one had ever known that I had been practicing martial arts secretly behind my back for fourteen years, and I began to learn the basic skills at the age of six, not to mention for the time being.

At that time, Zhao Gaojie, who was known as the first swordsman of the Hundred Swordsmen, that is, my uncle, danced vigorously, caught a glimpse of my thirsty eyes for swordsmanship, and taught me a few tricks on the spot to make him famous The proud sword, everyone thought it was just a joke and didn't care, I took the sword handed over by my uncle, and my heart was ecstatic. In the past, I used to use a dead branch as a sword in the courtyard, but that was the first time I touched the hilt of the sword, and I had a feeling of seeing something late, and at that moment I entered the realm of self-forgetfulness.

Stabbing swords, splitting swords, picking swords, sweeping swords, point swords, cloud swords, piercing swords。。。。。 All the moves I usually practice came to my mind one by one, and along with the guidance of my brain, I involuntarily presented them to everyone in my hands, and I felt the domineering energy emanating from the cold blade, a chilling domineering.

Although others are applauding and shouting, they all think that this set of swordsmanship is bland, only the uncle's face exudes a strange brilliance.

Perhaps out of jealousy or suspicion of a young man's swordsmanship, my uncle actually asked a young man who seemed to be just a fledgling young man in the eyes of others to test his swordsmanship.

My father didn't stop it at the time, an old fritter who has worked hard in the mall for many years, has a peculiar sense of smell for any matter, and at a glance I saw my habit of abandoning literature and martial arts for many years, I thought he didn't stop it was acquiescence, in fact, he just knew how long I was secretly practicing martial arts from him, but at that time I was desperate to prove myself in this competition, and I was able to win my father's favor in one fell swoop, so that he allowed me to gallop on the road of martial arts.

That night, the first time I competed with someone, my uncle used his sword of fame as soon as he came up, perhaps to give me a dismount, and because of my lack of actual combat experience, I fought back with all my might, and stabbed him with a sword without reservation.

As a result, the skills were shocking, and my uncle, the first swordsman of the Hundred Swordsmen, was defeated for the first time!

Even I didn't expect it to be so powerful, and it scared me more than surprised. Although in the end, my uncle was miraculously rescued, because his heart was flat

Ordinary people are different, among millions of people, it is difficult to find a person whose heart is in the right chest, and my uncle is exactly one in those millions.

A sword pierced the heart, and the title became widely known that night. This once again bears witness to my father's old premonition that "many people kill people by mistake in the competition".

Words, maybe unintentionally, maybe intentionally, I must be the former, and fortunately my uncle is not dead, otherwise the old father would have peeled my skin to comfort his sister's wounded heart.

My father threw me two paths, one was to give up practicing martial arts and start to follow him in business, not causing trouble, being carefree all my life, and being an ordinary and honest businessman. The second is to sever the relationship between father and son, and I am not allowed to step into the Xie family again, after countless long nights of choice, I chose the latter, because I am not willing to be ordinary, and I do not want to live under the shadow of my father for the rest of my life, from the moment I picked up the sword, I knew that only a powerful sword can bring me the passion of life.

I used to challenge others for prestige and fame, but now there are people who want to challenge me for prestige and fame.

On August 15, the night of the full moon, on the east moat bridge of Chang'an City, wash your head and sword.

Well, this is a delicate creed paper, at first I thought it was a tactful way for a beautiful girl to express her love for this young master, but unexpectedly, it was not a beautiful date, but a terrible trouble!

Someone is right, fame does not necessarily bring glory, sometimes it will also bring some troubles, some troubles that you want to avoid, can't avoid, want to hide, can't hide, just like a heavy burden, a burden that you can't get rid of if you want to.

In the autumn, the moon is full, the sky is full of stars, the breeze is blowing, there is a man standing on the moat bridge, he is very quiet, seems to be one with heaven and earth, tonight he will fight to the death, not for anything else, just to fight for a reputation.