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Joy Inn.

The weather was fine tonight, though the crescent moon was a little dim, the stars were sparse, and the cool breeze was blowing, and it was still a little to wash away the restlessness of the soul. After three watches in the night, most of the rooms of the whole inn have been turned off and rested, and the few lamps left seem to have gone through a fierce discussion and debate, and finally they can't bear the silence of the night, and they have withdrawn from the positions they hold one by one, and in the end, there is only one lonely lamp, which has always been loyal and tenaciously adheres to its faith.

As a result, this lamp has become the navigation light of the entire Yuelai Inn.

Under the faint lonely lamp, a middle-aged man in a robe like ink sat quietly in front of the bed, looking intently at the woman lying on the bed.

The middle-aged man not only has a long robe like ink, but his complexion is also dark, and his face is also upright, with those sword-like eyebrows, and deep eyes that make people's souls tremble, if it weren't for the fact that his image of black clothes and black face was intuitively deducted points, he should be a relatively handsome man.

And the woman on the bed is just the opposite of him in terms of skin color, white and tender, and even, in terms of complexion, she can basically freeze as pale as snow, a kind of paleness that is close to no blood.

It's hard to say how old a woman is, let's say she's in her early forties, but her skin is smooth and delicate, even if it's twenty-eight Fanghua, it's hard to compare, say that she's a beautiful girl, but you can vaguely see a slender crow's feet at the corner of her tightly closed eyes.

In the distance, there was a gong sounding from the third watch.

The woman's body shook slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and met a pair of eyes staring at her, stunned, an indescribable tenderness slowly emerged, and said weakly: "Brother Huo, along the way, you have been very tired, now, with the treatment of Pharmacist Lin, I feel much better, you can rest assured." ”

The black-robed man nodded and said: "I haven't entered the Central Plains for a long time, and I mistakenly thought that it was just Master Duan in Hangzhou who could heal your poisonous wounds, and I was thousands of miles away, but I didn't expect Master Duan to leave Hangzhou and pounce on me. Madam, we owe a lot of thanks to that father-in-law. ”

The woman said: "Well, it's a pity, we just know that he calls himself Meng Sanshao, but we don't know what kind of character he is." ”

The big man smiled and said: "Madame, don't worry, a few days ago, your illness made me have no time to take care of other things, after you recover, we will naturally have time to find and repay his kindness." ”

His wife's eyebrows showed a hint of pride, and said: "That's natural, my husband is Huo Junjian, a sword in Kanto, a big husband who stands up to the sky and the earth, and he will never owe anyone else." ”

The big man Hao Ran smiled, a trace of loss flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Madam, the ancients, the foolish father and the foolish woman Quaf, Mrs. Bingxue is smart, but she can't get out of the world, but she is embarrassed for her husband." ”

The woman smiled, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, and said, "I'm proud of my husband, what's the matter, whoever is not convinced, has the ability to let the horse come." ”

The big man Huo Junjian smiled helplessly, and suddenly, a smile condensed on his face, and he frowned: "Madam, it seems that there are really people who are not convinced, and there are a lot of daring feelings!" The woman listened attentively, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and said: "Not only are there a lot, but they are not mediocre." ”

The couple is also ready to study and discuss the intentions of these good hands to come to the inn at this moment, and someone outside the house has already said loudly: "Shen Menglong in Xiahuaiyang, I heard that the Kanto hero Huo Junjian Huo Daxia entered the Central Plains, and in the inferior class for the Central Plains martial arts, since the friendship of the landlord, he came to visit, fortunately not to be presumptuous and abrupt, but also to invite Huo Daxia to see the golden face, to comfort the long-cherished wish!"

Huo Junjian sat and looked at his wife on the bed, did not move at all, and said lightly: "Shen Daxia is polite, Huo is clumsy, it is not suitable to see guests, Huo needs to take care of him, although Huo has the heart to meet you and thank you for your kindness, but he has no choice but to let you down, leave it to him, let Huo re-enter the Central Plains, and thank you one by one." ”

"Oh, I see, how is Mrs. Zun's condition, but we know a lot of famous doctors, Huo Daxia may not be able to reach the Central Plains, as well, let us be a guide, it can be regarded as a friendship as the Central Plains martial arts, what do you think?"

"Thank you very much for your high righteousness, Humble Jing has been treated by a famous teacher, and with time to cultivate, it will be restored. No matter what, Huo Mou remembered everyone's enthusiasm and kindness. At this time, it is more deeply exposed, Huo Mou has a lot of inconvenience, so I will not see you, everyone, please go back. ”

There was silence for a while.

Perhaps, what Huo Daxia said is right, so deep in the middle of the night, everyone said that Mrs. is sick, she wants to rest well, and she needs him to be her husband's undetachable care, so that people come out to meet guests, what is difficult for some strong people, if you enter someone's house with subjective willfulness, even if you visit someone for a good reason, it is also a very impolite and lack of quality!

The people outside the house seem to be very entangled, they are all very famous figures in the rivers and lakes, after they have mastered the power to surpass the public and become a master in the eyes of the people, they began to devote themselves to being a civilized and high-quality master and explore and pursue unremittingly.

However, on the road of life, there are always times when there are some things that require them to be difficult and distressed but have to choose.

Finally, someone couldn't hold it back, and said coldly: "Huo Daxia, look down, it's better for you to come out, otherwise, if you disturb Mrs. Zun and bring aggravating side effects to her condition, it is neither what I want, but I am afraid it is not what Huo Daxia you want to see." ”

Huo Junjian responded lightly: "Your late-night visit is obviously not the so-called friendship of the landlord. Everyone is a rough person who walks the rivers and lakes, so there is no need to go around and hide the waste of time, or go straight to the point and say what you mean. ”

"Ahem," Huaiyang Shen Menglong, who should have been the first to speak, coughed twice in embarrassment, and said: "Since, Huo Daxia has opened the skylight and said something bright, if we still beat around the bush, it will inevitably make Huo Daxia think that the Central Plains martial arts are too petty." Either way, no matter what. As the saying goes, the words are not clear, and the fire is not lit. This is the case, one night half a month ago, a huge accident occurred in Leng Xiang Valley, this change can be described as tragic, hundreds of people in Leng Xiang Valley were slaughtered, and the valley owner Leng Wuhuan was also killed. I don't know if Huo Daxia knows about this matter?"

Huo Junjian said: "Because Huo was in a hurry that night, he didn't pay attention to it, but he didn't learn about it until a few days after the incident. Why, don't you suspect that Huo is the murderer?"

"Can Huo Daxia be sure that he passed by Leng Xiang Valley on the night of the incident in Leng Xiang Valley?"

Huo can be sure of this. ”

Shen Menglong sighed: "Moreover, I have to tell Huo Daxia that after a comprehensive analysis of our various intelligence, the result is that except for the passengers who were excluded from riding horses, only two carriages walked out of the mouth of the Lengxiang Valley. ”

Huo Junjian said: "Have you investigated that carriage?"

Shen Menglong said: "Huo Daxia may think that we have regional prejudices, so we will start with you first, but in fact, you are wrong." Not only did we have no regional prejudice, but even when we learned that the owner of this carriage was a martial arts friend outside the Guan, we deliberately put it behind - at least, no one wanted to leave a bad impression on the martial arts colleagues outside the Guanwai. ”

Huo Junjian said indifferently: "Then I have to thank you for your kindness." At this point tonight, presumably, the people of the carriage have been investigated and the suspicion has been eliminated. ”

Shen Menglong said: "Exactly." ”

Silent.

The expression on Huo Junjian's face seemed to freeze suddenly, and there was a trace of indignation and helplessness in his eyes.

His wife slowly opened her eyes, her lips twitching, and she blinked her long eyelashes, looking at him with an inquiring look.

Huo Junjian shook her head, signaling that she couldn't express their embarrassment.

Indeed, people in the rivers and lakes, walking between the rivers and lakes, the most important thing is the word "face"!

If they told the people outside that they were actually forcibly restrained by a person on the night of the accident in the Lengxianggu Canyon, and lit the sleeping hole, and then stuffed into the narrow compartment of the carriage, when they woke up, it was already in a quiet forest during the day the next day, and they heard a fight, although they didn't know what was happening, and when they were rescued and faced with a handsome young man in Tsing Yi with a graceful demeanor and full of sunshine, they were grateful, and what moved them even more was that after the young man found out that Mrs. Huo was infected with a poisonous disease, he also guided them to a hidden folk medical saint。

From the process of fighting, through the gangsters, the young man in Tsing Yi who "stopped meddling in things" was Mengsanshao, and they knew that their benefactor was called "Mengsanshao".

Meng Sanshao has a great kindness to them, they naturally have a sense of guilt, and the matter of being captured by a strongman cannot be forgotten - the dignified Kanto sword Huo Junjian, the famous "Huo Yidao" who is famous outside the entire Guan, was actually captured without ten moves in the hands of others, saying that he would go out, and he didn't laugh off other people's big teeth?

Disgrace!

An absolute shame!

The instinct of human nature promotes one's own strengths and hides one's shortcomings.

Such a shameful thing, how could Huo Junjian say it to outsiders?

Therefore, even if he directly suspected that the master who restrained him that night was the creator of the Leng Xianggu bloody case, he would not be able to tell the public about the grievances!

Otherwise, the rivers and lakes in the future will not be able to leave?

Do you still have the face to walk in the rivers and lakes again?

It is estimated that when he confesses the facts, perhaps the crisis tonight can be temporarily eased, but when he walks on the street every day, the contempt, strange eyes and pointing behind him are indispensable, and maybe he will accompany him to the end of his life.

Even, it is likely that someone sneered at his backbone and secretly ridiculed: "Look, that is the well-known 'Huo Yidao', oh, no, let people knead into a dough and stuff it into the secret compartment of the carriage, it should be called 'Huo Yituan', chatter." ”

Therefore, even if he deeply experienced Dou E's grievances at this time, he could only secretly grit his teeth and swallow all the grievances into his stomach.

The people outside the house were silent for a while, and finally someone couldn't hold it back, and a cold voice said: "Since Huo Daxia has confirmed the facts, it is easy to say." Thinking that "Washing the Marrow Sutra" is the treasure of the world's martial arts, although Huo Daxia came from outside the gate, and the world's martial arts family, everyone is in the same vein of martial arts, I implore Huo Daxia to give it to each other and circulate it, so that everyone can get the improvement of their skills. Huo Daxia's great merits, we must be engraved in our hearts, he sees the rivers and lakes every day, and the benefits of Huo Daxia are indispensable. ”

Huo Junjian in the room did not speak. He knew that at this time, everything he said was a lie to cover up.

Jianghu people, when the truth cannot be communicated in the language of the mouth, will eventually choose the most primitive body language to complete the ultimate goal.

The corner of his eyes swept the sheath knife that was quietly placed horizontally on the table, and from the scabbard that was wider than a palm, it could be guessed that the width of the knife was almost the same, not to mention that the blade of the knife was longer than an ordinary knife, but the grip of the knife handle was also more than a foot, and it was estimated that there was still a surplus of the knife in both hands.

This is the harbinger of Huo Junjian's murderous emergence. When other martial arts masters have a killing opportunity, they usually show a fierce glint in their eyes and leak out their evil spirits. But Huo Junjian is not.

Huo Junjian is a swordsman, he loyally implements his swordsman professionalism, and he must be very careful to verify that his knife is not with him every time he wants to kill his opponent under the knife.

Although, in many super masters, there are remarks that when the realm reaches the point where weapons are dispensable, Huo Junjian did not abandon weapons in the end, this is not to say that Huo Junjian's realm has not yet reached the point where everything without a sword in his hand is a sword, but his stubborn character determines his outlook on life: a swordsman, he should have the appearance of a swordsman, there is no knife in his hand, what kind of swordsman to talk about, that's not nonsense!

He has always insisted on his beliefs, and he does not think that it is a bottomless dependence on weapons, but a respect for his identity as a swordsman. A swordsman who has no respect for himself, what qualifications does he have to kill people under the knife?

Huo Junjian stood up, but instead of taking the treasure knife on the table, he bent down and pulled the quilt for his wife. It was the end of spring and the beginning of summer, even if the temperature difference between the day and the night was a little large and slightly cool, but even the physique of ordinary people could be thin overnight, and the woman on the bed was still tightly covered with a thick quilt, it is conceivable that the poison suffered by her body has seriously damaged her antibodies and become weak.

The woman stretched out a snow-white wrist from the quilt, gently stroked Huo Junjian's face, and said softly: "Husband, this is the Central Plains, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, you can try not to do anything without doing anything, even if you kill them all, it will not help, it will only bring us more trouble." ”

Huo Junjian sighed and said: "I can save the relationship between it, but if we don't make any resistance, it will not only be troublesome for us." ”

Mrs. Huo sighed softly and was speechless.

In fact, if Huo Junjian doesn't make any resistance tonight, their husband and wife will definitely not survive tonight!

When you choose the road of rivers and lakes, at the same time, you also delete more roads in life.

This is the rivers and lakes.