"When you act outside, you need to be more patient, don't be rash, get out of the way. ”

Wen Jin's words fell on the ears of the two guards, and the two people who were driving the carriage breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the carriage to the side.

Outside the carriage, the sound of horses' hooves whistling by was restless, and there seemed to be dozens of horses. Wen Gongzi opened the corner of the curtain and took a look, and saw dozens of rivers and lakes wearing hats galloping recklessly, carrying bright big knives and blades on their backs.

"Are these strongmen going to rob Yuecheng?"

One of the guards who drove the car said: "Childe is joking, the rules of the rivers and lakes, those who rob the merchants in the city in broad daylight are Jiangyang thieves, and everyone in the martial arts will be punished." ”

But I heard Master Wen say in a deep voice: "The people in the Jianghu martial arts are arrogant, control the luck, sell private goods, and treat human life like a mustard. I am deliberating with a few adults that we need to make a statement to the Holy Lord about this matter, and we need to curb the forces of the rivers and lakes and restore the law. ”

The crying butterfly dance gradually fell silent, presumably frightened by her father's righteous words. The love between children and parents is long, and how can they afford to be a major national event, the official authority of the clerk Jin is naturally revealed, which makes Diewu feel uneasy.

The carriage set off again, and the Jianghu people who were riding horses with swords on their backs had already gone far.

Wen Jin smiled apologetically, stroked Diewu's long hair, and sighed: "These people in the rivers and lakes are still kind to me, and I feel a lot of guilt in my heart for doing this." I have heard that there is a distinction between good and evil in martial arts, and it is not bad to act uprightly, punish treachery and eliminate evil, and fight bravely to kill the enemy and defend the country many times when the country is in danger. ”

"Father, didn't Brother Chun say just now, living far away from the rivers and lakes is worrying about his king, and these people in the rivers and lakes also have loyal and trustworthy people. Wen Gongzi said with a smile, "I have three or five friends who are decent people in martial arts, they take chivalry and righteousness as their own responsibility, and their conduct is pure and loyal." ”

"It's far away from the rivers and lakes...... Butterfly Dance whispered, making her brother blush slightly.

"I'll talk back to that at this point. Do you remember, you need to be cautious when making friends, don't make bad friends by mistake, Brother Chun is a genius in the world, why don't you go up and make friends?"

Wen Gongzi Nuo said a few times, but he couldn't say why, he actually saw that his father and the person in charge of the Fengmanlou were talking very happily, and he couldn't say anything at all.

Wen Jin educated his son a few more words, and then asked outside the carriage: "Do you know what happened to these strongmen going to Yuecheng?"

The guard who drove the car replied: "This should be the local Jianghu gang, when I first entered the city and rested in the inn, I heard that there is a local Changhe gang that controls the waterway transportation across the river. The day before yesterday, one of the members of the Changhe Gang was killed, and the master of the Thorn Whale Hall brought more than a dozen people to seek revenge, but he didn't expect it...... My lord, these things are too bloody. ”

"That's it," the clerk said, although he was a scholar of letters, it didn't mean that he hadn't seen murder and death.

"Yes!" the guard smiled at the robe on the side, and then said to the carriage in a deep voice: "The hall master led more than a dozen people to seek revenge, and shouted in the streets and alleys that the murderers and wealth robbers went to the mass graves outside the city. The master of the hall is the top player of the Changhe Gang, and his skin and bone kung fu is said to be able to be uninjured by knives and guns, and he also has his own name in the rivers and lakes. ”

But he didn't think that in the evening of that day, there would be a bloody battle, and the murderer would kill another fourteen people. ”

"There was an autopsy, and the dead were all killed with a broken throat. The guard said with relish, but the carriage kept frowning, "It is said that the murderer is a master of swords, and he is also proficient in the way of hidden weapons. If the skills are not as good as people, that's it, how can there be immortals in the vendetta of the rivers and lakes. ”

"And then?" Wen Gongzi listened with relish, once the young man's curiosity was aroused, it was useless to let his father stare at him.

But the murderer didn't know what kind of grudge he had with the hall master of the Assassin Whale Hall, so he cut off the head of the hall master with a sword, and threw the head under a tree in the mass grave. The hall master is actually dead, I heard that his eyes are round, but it is very scary!"

The two women and children were pale, and Wen Gongzi's scalp was also numb. Wen Jin was much calmer after all, and he was not frightened by the guard's description, but it made him firm in his heart to rectify the law and discipline of the rivers and lakes.

Treating human life as a mustard, killing people and beheading, more than a dozen lives are gone if they say no, there is no royal law!

"Childe doesn't know something, cutting off people's heads, this is a taboo in martial arts. Those who passed just now should be the masters of the Changhe Gang, and went to that person to ask for an explanation. ”

"I see," Wen Gongzi nodded, and he felt that he didn't have much security outside the capital, "Let's hurry up, don't meet these murderous people in the rivers and lakes again." ”

Soon, the guard outside the carriage suddenly said: "There should be a mass grave in front." ”

Wen Gongzi opened the curtain and looked, and sure enough, he saw a hillside lined with large and small graves. His hands trembled and he lowered the curtain, and the headless corpse came to mind, and he couldn't help but sweat coldly.

Butterfly wiped her tears, but she leaned to the window to take a look, and she seemed to be able to see the picture of the young man rioting and killing......

"What is a sword?"

Standing at the head of the city and looking into the distance, he was coldly asked such a profound question by his senior brother, and Liu Jian said in passing: "It is the sword that kills." ”

"Yes, the sword is used not only for dancing, but also for killing. ”

"Whoever kills, man will always kill him. ”

Liu Jian had this kind of theoretical knowledge at his fingertips, and Zhang Qing, who was bluffing, didn't know how to answer for a while. This junior brother of himself is really extraordinary, this sentence can be described as the essence of the martial arts of the rivers and lakes.

"Today, I won't talk about anything else, just kendo. Zhang Qingmuran felt that the teaching pressure on his shoulders was not ordinary, so he took off the long sword on his waist, slowly pulled out the long sword, and gently wiped it with a clean silk handkerchief.

"The sword is a murderous sword, and the move is a murderous move. The way of swordsmanship is nothing more than three realms, which three realms do you know?"

Liu Jian nodded, and a few of these basic common senses have never heard of the majority of otaku, and replied directly: "There is a sword in the hand but no sword in the heart, this is the beginning of the sword; there is a sword in the heart but no sword in the hand, this is the depth of the sword; the sword is not in the hand or in the heart, this is the way of the sword." ”

Zhang Qing hung a few black lines on his forehead, Master, who taught whom?

"Master taught?"

"I realized it myself. ”

"Ahem, my junior brother's comprehension is amazing, I have never heard of this remark, and I will talk to me in detail later," Zhang Qing handed the jade-inlaid scabbard to Liu Jian, "Senior brother can only be regarded as a deep sword realm, but today I will teach you what a murderous sword is." ”

"Senior Brother Xie," Liu Jian replied respectfully, the scabbard was extremely heavy in his hand, and it weighed more than a dozen catties, and he didn't know what material it was made of.

Some people want demeanor not temperature, Zhang Qingqing wants demeanor regardless of weight, such a heavy scabbard hangs on his waist all day long, and he is not afraid of falling into a valuable satin dress.

"My murderous sword looks like a sword dance, but it's full of killing moves, look closely. Zhang Qingzheng was about to dance the sword, suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked at the official road outside the city gate, and suddenly smiled: "I can't show you it, these people just sent it to the door." Watch from here!"

Zhang Qingyan jumped off the two-zhang high city wall, and landed in the middle of the city gate like a floating feather.

The voices of several officers and soldiers who were chatting paused, and they were intimidated by the bright and dangling long sword, and the three or five people opened their postures, and the long knives in their hands were unsheathed, but they did not dare to step out of the city gate for half a step.

The sword in white is dusty, and he is a gentleman.

Zhang Qing walked forward, each step was slow, but it gave people a kind of natural flow of breeze blowing and water waves. Liu Jian, who has practiced the jade forging technique for several years, is no longer a rookie who was kicked by his apprentice back then, and he can feel the layers of inner breath flowing from his senior brother.

If the inner breath is pure enough, it can be called true qi, but in fact, the two are the same thing, and there is not much difference. But in the martial arts, it is called the master of the inner family, and if he practices his true qi, he can be regarded as first-class.

At this time, Liu Jian was only a second-rate internal force and a second-rate hidden weapon, and his swordsmanship was not in the stream, and his fists and feet were not yet involved.

Dozens of men wearing hats came on horseback, and the whistling sound brought up layers of smoke and dust. Zhang Qing and others are these strong men with swords on their backs, and the large number of people in the rivers and lakes who can come at this time must be the people of the Changhe Gang who come to seek revenge.

"Phew—"

Dozens of horses reined in the horses, because Zhang Qing, who was walking slowly, was only more than thirty meters away. The long sword pointed diagonally at the yellow earth, with his left hand behind his back, and the white-clothed swordsman who was blocking the way was obviously not a good person.

A strong man at the head shouted angrily: "But you! kill my Assassin Whale Hall Master!"

Zhang Qing didn't reply, just continued to walk slowly, he was disdainful and disapproving.

"Helper! This person is not trivial, it was the master of the sword who killed the cousin of the assassin whale, it is estimated that this person is this person!"

"Kill him!" the leader of the Changhe Gang shouted, and the gang behind him dismounted and drew the long knife on his back. If you don't have a long weapon such as a gun or a halberd, you can only ask for hardship.

Spears, spears, and halberds belong to the weapons controlled by the imperial court, and if they are privately made by private workshops, they are capital crimes that are copied and beheaded. But in the rivers and lakes, there are not a few masters who are good at using guns and sticks, but they can't be completely banned.

Zhang Qing's pace remained the same, and the dozens of swordsmen had already rushed out more than ten meters, raising their long knives and pounced on Zhang Qing.

What about the masters? They are so numerous that they can be cut into pulp with just one person and one sword.

But only if they can cut it.

Zhang Qing stopped leisurely, but he couldn't stop for a moment, and his body rushed out like a sharp arrow, his clothes fluttered, and his hair towel was like snow, so he didn't stick to smoke and dust.

Liu Jian's eyes widened, wanting to see every movement and every sword move of his senior brother, and see what he called the sword of killing. But his eyes were still too slow, and he could only see the white-clothed swordsman floating leisurely into the crowd, as if dancing, dancing a sword for him.

The big men around seemed to not exist, and he was the only one left dancing alone on the official road, rushing through the crowd without any condensation, and the figure left behind flipped and floated, dancing with the world chic and freehand, and lingering in the air for a long time.

There was no more shouting and shouting, no more chaotic footsteps, and most of the long knives raised could not be put down.

And the last leap of the sword dance crossed the neck of the gang leader on horseback, and the figure of the white-clothed swordsman appeared on the back side of the dozens of horses, the long sword pointed diagonally at the yellow earth, and the left hand was behind him, still the breath as clear as flowing water, or the elegant temperament of dusting.

It's just the tip of the sword, slowly dripping with the blood that has stagnated on it......

Liu Jian's mind was at a loss, full of Fang Cai's floating figure, and the movements of that short moment had become a picture, which was a complete set of sword moves.

Change in the flowing water, killing people in dancing and elegant, this is the murderous sword that the senior brother said?

This is, who you will be in the future?

The clanging sound was endless, and the dozens of men with knives on their backs slowly fell to the ground, either falling or leaning back, with a blood mark on their necks, and their noses were long gone.

Murderous sword.

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