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Han Xing's shout of "keep people under the gun" only made the imminent scene pause slightly.

Chen Rang let go of Pavilion Master Chen's hand, took out the long knife on his waist and said, "Brother Jing Qiu, this person can't help himself in the rivers and lakes, or follow the rules of the rivers and lakes, and then judge right and wrong after a fight." ”

"Okay! What a rule of the rivers and lakes!" I saw a pair of eight-sided purple gold hammers jumping off the horse's back, and came to Chen Rang's face with a rise and fall, "Qinglong Villa Zhao Jiu, teach Your Excellency a high move!"

"Please!" Chen Rang said, raising his hand.

As soon as Chen Rang's words fell, Zhao Jiu's pair of eight-sided purple gold hammers used a trick of 'flying with wings' and beckoned directly to Chen Rang's head. Zhao Jiu made a killing move from the beginning, and he was stunned that there was no room for reconciliation.

Although Zhao Jiu's move "flying with wings" came fiercely and suddenly, it was seen by Chen Rang, and he already had a plan in his heart. I saw Chen Rang take half a step back, let the wind brought by the double hammer sweep across his face, the knife in his hand went up a little, and the scabbard happened to point on Zhao Jiu's right wrist, and an eight-edged purple gold hammer smashed to the ground with a "clang".

Chen Rang took the opportunity to take a step forward, and the scabbard went straight to Zhao Jiu's eyebrows, he didn't pull out the knife, nor did he hurt anyone, he just wanted to faint Zhao Jiudian. How do you know that this Zhao Jiu not only did not hide, but ignored the opening of the middle door and took half a step, and the eight-sided purple gold hammer in his left hand beckoned to Chen Rang again, obviously he was fighting for his life.

Chen Rang frowned and gave up the attack, dodging Zhao Jiu's fatal blow. Who knew that Zhao Jiu had to catch up with him inch by inch, and regardless of the flaws exposed by the single hammer in his hand, he made a move with the wishful thinking of fighting with his life.

Where will Chen Rang let him succeed, he is like an unpredictable prophet, always using the scabbard to point at the power point of Zhao Jiu's moves, so that Zhao Jiu's moves lose their strength and accuracy.

Zhao Wu, who was outside the court, saw that Zhao Jiu was purely wasting his physical strength if he went on like this, so he opened his mouth and reminded: "Uncle Jiu, fight all directions at night!"

When Zhao Jiu heard this, he was not afraid of revealing his flaws, and shouted at his throat: "Lao Tzu is not blind, it's not dark this day, use the night to hit all directions to get a hammer?" Zhao Jiu said no, but his body honestly closed his eyes, and used a single hammer to perform the move of hitting all directions at night.

Zhao Jiu in the field may not have noticed it, but Zhao Wu outside the field found a difference: Chen Rang's response to Zhao Jiu's attack was no longer as divine and unpredictable as he had shown before. At that moment, Zhao Wu's heart was even more determined to have a guess. He spoke again: "Uncle Nine, use the night to fight all directions and add drunken fists!"

"You melon baby, there are a lot of patterns in a day, Lao Tzu only believes you this time! Next time, Lao Tzu will not do it!" Zhao Jiu played heartily in the field, and even the local dialect of his hometown came out. However, after listening to Xiao Wu's words and adding the drunken fist to the attack, he obviously felt that Chen Rang was not as smooth as before.

Zhao Wu, who was outside the court, naturally saw the difference between before and after, and he smiled: "I didn't expect that after a full twenty years, the magic knife Chen Rang is still the same as always, without any progress." ”

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Wu's body, and Zhao Wu explained: "Back then, the magic knife Chen Rang was born, and I don't know how many seniors hated him. It just so happened that there was an old man in my Qinglong Villa, and he was very good at cracking other people's martial arts. In order to prevent the magic knife Chen Rang from stepping on the reputation of Qinglong Villa, the old man personally observed several competitions of the magic knife Chen Rang, and after returning to the village for half a month, he actually asked him to study a way to crack the magic knife Chen Rang's martial arts. It's a pity that the magic knife Chen Rang hasn't appeared since that incident twenty years ago. The old man's solution to the problem was useless. I didn't expect it to come in handy today. ”

Zhao Wu persuaded and said: "Chen Rang, I advise you to be obediently restrained, otherwise don't blame me for making the method of cracking your martial arts public!"

There is no invincible martial arts on the rivers and lakes. As long as people are using martial arts, there is no martial art that cannot be cracked. If you want to be undefeated in the rivers and lakes, you can only keep turning the flaws of your martial arts into killer features.

Coincidentally, Chen Rang lost his memory, and even his name was only remembered recently, and as for martial arts, it was just an instinctive reaction of the body. It can be said that after the past 20 years, Chen Rang has not made any progress at all.

Chen Rang listened to Zhao Wu's words, and only snorted coldly as an answer.

Zhao Wu's kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, as soon as his heart was on fire, he had no scruples, and he said loudly, so that everyone present could hear it clearly: "The martial arts of the magic knife Chen Rang are very simple to say, just one word: fast! Specifically, there are two fast, one is the knife is fast, and the other is the eye fast." After observing it several times, the old man in Qinglong Villa found that it was not his knife speed that made the magic knife Chen make the world's heroes restrain their hands, but his eyes.

The old man wrote in the method of cracking: The old man witnessed fifty-six battles of all sizes in the magic knife Chen Rang, and counted the two hundred and twenty-seven battles before him, and then found two noteworthy commonalities: none of the nearly three hundred battles took place in dark or rainy or dense fog weather, and the old man guessed that the martial arts of the magic knife Chen Rang needed a good vision to exert the greatest power; none of the battles lasted longer than a stick of incense, which in addition to showing that his strength was not only indicative of his strength, but his martial arts needed to be resolved quickly to maintain his state。 Combined with his unpredictable prophetic prediction ability, the old man boldly guessed that his martial arts need to be quick in addition to the sword. It is not difficult to break the eyes quickly, but it is not difficult to be surprised, martial arts that violate the laws of body movement, weapons, protective gear or props that can interfere with the vision, etc. The old man gave it a bold try, and sure enough, he tried the clue......"

Zhao Wuzheng said, I don't know when there was an extra bronze mirror in his hand, and he reflected the light of the setting sun onto Chen Rang's eyes.

Chen Rang's eyes were in a trance, and he pointed at Zhao Jiu's scabbard for half a minute, although he withdrew the scabbard in time to protect his chest and parry the hammer, but he was still injured, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Stop!" Chen Pavilion presided over the spear and jumped into the field, and with one shot, it flew away the heavy hammer that Zhao Jiu made to Chen Rang. "Lord Zhao Zhai, you have to spare people and spare people, why bother to force each other?"

"Why don't you teach him to think of this sentence when he kills Zhao Si!" asked the owner of Zhao Zhuang.

"What! Zhao Si was killed?Lord Zhao Zhai, do you mean Chen Rang killed Zhao Si?" Pavilion Master Chen asked in disbelief, he thought it was an old grudge between the Demon Sword Chen Rang and Qinglong Villa, but how did he know that it was a new feud. Pavilion Master Chen asked hesitantly, "I remember that an hour ago, when I was separated from you, Zhao Si was still there, why did he suddenly die? Is there a misunderstanding?"

"All the evidence at the scene points to him Chen Rang, could there be a mistake?" said Zhao Zhuang with angry eyes.

"May I ask when Zhao Si died, and where did he die?"

"Half an hour ago, near the Hutchison store in the south of the city. Master Zhao replied impatiently.

"Chen and Chen Rang had been drinking in the inn behind them for more than half an hour, how could they go to the south of the city to kill people. Pavilion Master Chen argued.

"Maybe he'll take advantage of your drunkenness and run to kill someone. Lord Zhao suppressed his anger and said.

But Chen has never been drunk. The shopkeeper in the inn and the diners at the adjacent table can testify. ”

"You!" Zhao Zhuang was already furious. "Chen Jingqiu, you are determined to go against the master of this village, right?"

"Don't dare. Chen is just telling the truth out of the righteousness of a friend. Chen is willing to guarantee with the head of the item, Chen Rang will never be the murderer of Zhao Si!"

"Huh. Your guarantee, I can't believe it. A person who can be friends with the enemy who killed his father, do you dare to believe what he says? A person who can be friends with the enemy who killed his father, let alone lie, what else can he not do?" Zhao Wu wrapped up in public opinion, standing on the commanding heights of morality in the rivers and lakes, insinuating and insinuating.

Zhao Wu changed his words and threw the topic to Han Xing: "It's just right, monk, you are also here! You are a person from outside the square, you come to judge the theory!" He never thought that Han Xing was more biased towards the side of Pavilion Master Chen, after all, he witnessed the fact that Pavilion Master Chen and Chen Rang turned enemies into friends, and he could prove that Chen Rang was not at the scene of the murder.

Han Xing pondered his words and said, "Actually, Pavilion Master Chen also has a hard time. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be both. In this matter at the moment, this side is the love of benefactors, and the other side is the righteousness of friends, no matter which side you stand on, it is actually right, and the mistake is that no matter if you choose one side, you will hurt the other side. In fact, the story of the mother and wife falling into the water at the same time is the same truth. ”

Han Xing's words made Zhao Zhuang Zhuang's eyes widen, and she didn't know if it was because she was too angry or for other reasons, she asked in a trembling voice, "What is the story of a mother and a wife falling into the water at the same time?"

"The story of a mother and wife falling into the water at the same time is ......" Hanxing Balabala throws out a controversial and unsolvable topic of discussion in modern society.

"What is there to think about this, of course, it is to save the mother first, the mother has given birth to a son for decades, how can she not be filial? As the saying goes, friends are like siblings, and wives are like clothes. The clothes are gone, wouldn't it be nice to change them again?The old mother is gone, where can I find one?" Zhao Jiu said with a grin.

Han Xing stared at him and smiled, "How dare the donor say this in front of his wife?"

"This, why don't you dare!" Zhao Jiu said stiffly, and after he finished speaking, he stopped talking, and quietly retreated into the team while others were not paying attention to him.

Han Xing continued: "If we look at the people in this story in a different way? The son's mother and grandmother fell into the water at the same time, and the son can't save people, but his father can save people, but he can only save one person, so who should he save? If the father saved the grandmother and dumped the mother's clothes. The father is filial piety, but what about the son's filial piety? The father does not save the son's mother for the sake of his mother, which in the eyes of the son is tantamount to his own father killing his own mother. If a son wants to fulfill his filial piety, should he kill his father to avenge his mother? If he avenges his mother, how should he fulfill his father's filial piety? Isn't it possible to avenge his father by committing suicide? It is better not to save the ...... when the whole family dies?"

"Stop, stop! Monk, you're going around in a circle, and the head of the village is dizzy. Master Zhao patted his forehead and said.

"The poor monk said so much, in fact, he just wanted everyone to understand that some things cannot be taken into account at the same time, just like the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety. At the same time, I also hope that everyone can be considerate of the people who are caught in it," Han Xing paused, and then continued: "Actually, this matter has to be taken care of on both sides at the moment, unless it is ......"

Master Zhao was a little distracted, and said casually: "Unless what?"

"Unless Master Zhao can change your mind and let Chen Rang go. Hanxing finally said his purpose.

When the owner of Zhao Zhuang heard this, he suddenly became angry and said: "If you want the owner of this village to change his mind and let him go, no way!"

"Actually, it's not completely out of the woods. Don't be angry, and listen to the poor monk's words. This matter is actually quite strange, Chen Rang and Zhao Si have no grievances, and they made a special trip to kill him, which is not good for him, and then exposed his whereabouts, and waited until the people of Qinglong Villa surrounded him, no matter how you look at it, they are asking for their own death. In addition, the poor monk can make an alibi for the two Chen donors.

Since the poor monk separated from Zhao Shizhu and others, he has been here all the way, and he happened to hear the conversation between the two Chen Shizhu who turned their rivalry into jade silk. The poor monk calculated that the time when this incident happened was exactly the time when Zhao Si's benefactor was killed. Here, people come and go, and there are many people who have seen the two Chen Shi Masters here, as long as a little investigation can prove that the two Chen Shi Masters are not at the scene of the murder. Therefore, the poor monk dared to make an alibi for the two Chen Shi Masters!"

"Monk, you, you eat something outside the inside!" "Master Zhao probably didn't expect Han Xing to be on the side of Pavilion Master Chen, and she angrily threw the spear in her hand at Han Xing.

Han Xing relied on his newly practiced talisman to practice the Nine Tribulations Demon Skill and the Nirvana Divine Skill that can be resurrected after death, and did not dodge or dodge the galloping spear. Seeing that the spear was about to be plunged into Hanxing's chest, Hanxing was pushed away from behind.

When Han Xing looked back, the whole person was stunned. Not only Han Xing was stunned, but everyone present was stunned.

It was Pavilion Master Chen who pushed him away, but after Pavilion Master Chen pushed Han Xing away, he didn't hide himself. The spear pierced his chest and made him sit on his knees.

The initiator of "this ......", Zhao Zhuang, never expected that his impulse would hurt an unexpected person.

"Why don't you hide? Why don't you hide! You can obviously dodge!" Han Xing angrily got up from the ground and rushed to the side of Pavilion Master Chen and knelt down. "You know I'm not going to die! Why are you doing this? Why!"

Pavilion Master Chen is the only mentor and friend that Han Xing has ever made. Although they haven't been together for a long time, unconsciously, a steady middle-aged uncle like Pavilion Master Chen has become Hanxing's trust. Everyone else can die, but Pavilion Master Chen can't die, if Pavilion Master Chen dies, Hanxing's roots in this world will have no soil to take root.

Chen Rang, who was seriously injured, knelt on the other side of the Chen Pavilion Master with difficulty. Pavilion Master Chen's trembling hands tightly grasped the hands of Han Xing and Chen Rang, and then closed their hands together, and he said with difficulty: "Qinglong Villa is kind to my Chen family, and Chen Rang and Chen have the righteousness of friends. If something happens to either party, Chen can't ignore it. Chen only hopes to use one of his cheap lives so that both parties can calm down and find out the real murderer. Pavilion Master Chen looked at Chen Rang, and then at Han Xing, "Promise me to live well!"

"Good, good!" Hanxing couldn't stop crying.

Pavilion Master Chen's eyes began to lose concentration, and he said breathlessly: "Speaking of which, it's the first time I've seen you move your true feelings, monk. Monk, the book "Zhongping Gun Book" you have always wanted, Chen is afraid that there is no way to give it to you. The gun was burned by the child as firewood. The new gun spectrum, Chen hasn't had time to finish the painting, and he has no chance in this life, so he can only wait until the next life to ......give it to you," Pavilion Master Chen's voice suddenly cut off. As soon as Han Xing touched his pulse, it had stopped beating.

Such a middle-aged uncle who was upright and peaceful passed away.

Life is so fragile that it shatters at the touch of it.

A hundred years later, who will remember that in this world, there was once a Zhongping and a shot Chen Jingqiu?

(Sorry for being a little late.) The second and third watches will be sent. The two chapters are in one, making it easy for everyone to read. It's almost 7,000 words, and it's very satisfying. Oh yes, only three chapters are owed. ）