Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Man in the White Robe
In the blink of an eye, the sky is like lead, and the cold wind is mixed with snowflakes falling, which is the first snow in Wuling Mountain this winter.
Mo Yan has been practicing archery for several days, although the accuracy is still a little worse, but the strength is not small, the mind is injected into the arrow feathers through his fingers, and the speed of shooting is extremely fast, wrapped in whistling sounds, far surpassing the group of hunters in Mojiayi back then.
"Don't be disabled, take a break. Shabashan said in front of the hut.
Mo Yan put down his bow and arrows and sat on a stool to drink, while Ni Oh was still dispensing medicine in his room, as usual.
"Mr. Xia, can a broken lumbar vertebra be treated with broken bones?" asked Mo Yan.
"Are you talking about Ni's waist, bone crushing or bone renewal are both medicines for the treatment of broken bones, but her back is too bad, and ordinary herbs can't do anything about it. ”
Mo Yan thought that it would be good if there were these two true medicines, maybe he could make Ni Oh stand up again.
"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Suddenly, I heard the sound of poetry, a middle-aged Confucian man in a white robe and a long sword in his arms, leaning on the edge of the cliff expressionlessly.
"Who are you?" asked Shabashan alertly.
"'When things are done, go away with your clothes, and hide yourself and your name. 'It doesn't matter who you are, where is Nioh?'" the man said coldly.
"What are you looking for?" Shabashan vaguely felt that something was wrong.
The white-robed Confucian stepped forward, but consciously kept a distance from the hut: "I was entrusted by someone to take the head of the nun, and now I am afraid that I can't hide it, so I should ask her to come out and die." ”
Xia Bashan was startled, and was about to answer, when he heard the thatched hut Ni Oh said lightly: "If you want this girl's head, please come into the house and get it." ”
The man smiled slightly: "Although Ni Oh's legs are paralyzed, but the black witch's poisonous kung fu is still there, no one will be stupid enough to enter the house, if you don't come out, I will take this old little sacrificial sword outside." ”
Mo Yan picked up the hard bow and stared at him intently.
"You two still can't do it, okay, then I'll start killing first. The sword of the white-robed Confucian "噌" was unsheathed, and his left finger flicked on the spine of the sword, making a clear sound.
"Wait, this girl will come out. Nioh spun his wheelchair out of the hut and stopped at the door.
The man looked at Ni Oh and said in his mouth: "It's really ugly, and you can't be wrong just by your appearance, Ni Oh, I'm sorry, take your life." "Say, shake the sword in your hand, and you'll stab it.
"Slow, it's not difficult to die, but I don't know who wants to take this girl's head?"
"No comment. Before the words fell, the white-robed Confucian stabbed out with a sword like a lightning speed, and at this moment Xia Bashan had already rounded the flat shoulder and smashed it, and the man's sword stabbed into his right shoulder with a "poof", Ni Oh took this opportunity to raise his hand, and a stream of orange-yellow smoke enveloped Confucius in an instant.
How do you know that the Confucian Sheng had already taken precautions, and he was not afraid of poisonous smoke at all with a strip of cloth stuffed in his nostrils, and when he pulled out his sword and stabbed again, because Xia Bashan had just blocked it, Ni Oh turned his wheelchair and reached the open space in front of the house.
Xia Bashan's body shook twice, and he couldn't stand on his feet, but when he saw the assassin turn to run towards Ni Oh again, he endured the sharp pain in his right shoulder, and rushed to Ni Oh's side first, trying to use his body to block the sword and win the opportunity for Ni Oh to release poisonous smoke. Xia Bashan was originally a traveling doctor who was well-informed, and at a glance he knew that this person was a master of the rivers and lakes, and now he said that his fate must be hanging by a thread, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to escape.
Unexpectedly, this Shaba Mountain's footsteps were vain and couldn't be contained, and he actually hit Ni Oh, and then he overturned on the ground with the car. The white-robed Confucian sneered in his mouth, and stabbed his sword at the back of Xia Bashan, intending to directly penetrate the two of them with a sword. Suddenly hearing the sound of the bowstring, followed by the sound of "whoosh" breaking the air, he had already seen that these two people did not know martial arts and had no internal strength, so he didn't pay attention to it at the beginning. When the arrow reached the back of the heart, a move "crane turned back" backhand long sword, full of thought that the arrow could be pushed away, but the internal force of the arrow was unusually strong, the sword spine could not be completely knocked open, "poof" sound, a sharp pain in the shoulder blade, the long sword in the hand could not hold it and fell to the ground.
In the midst of the shock, the second sharp arrow roared one after another, and the white-robed Confucian could not dodge the middle of the back, the shaft of the arrow penetrated through the chest, and his body was pushed to the ground by the powerful inertia. He watched as the boy approached with a bow and arrow, and when he looked down, he couldn't believe that the blood-stained arrow on his chest had no iron arrows, just a sharpened stick.
"Mo Cripple, well done!" Shabashan finally breathed a sigh of relief after escaping death, and struggled to get up and support Ni Oh.
"Mo Yan, ask him who he is and which one instructed. Neoh commanded.
Mo Yan squatted down and approached the white-robed man and asked, "Say, who sent you?"
The white-robed Confucian endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Ni Oh took out a colored pill and handed it to Mo Yan: "Feed him and I'll talk about it after eating." ”
The man's face changed suddenly, and then he spoke: "I never leave a name for murder, but I didn't say that the employer's name can't be revealed, she is a bitter Ou." ”
Ni Oh nodded, took out another cyan pill and threw it to Mo Yan: "Feed him this, it can relieve some pain." ”
Mo Yan took the pill and smelled a fragrant smell, so he stuffed it into the man's mouth, and the white-robed Confucian first sniffed with his nose, and then opened his mouth to swallow it with confidence.
"Throw his body into the deep valley beneath the stone beam, just like the last time he came. Nioh said lightly.
Mo Yan was stunned when he heard this, and looked down to see that the white-robed Confucian was already angry.
Mo Yan reached out to the Confucian student and touched it, took out a stack of silver tickets, about thousands of taels, and handed it to Xia Bashan, carried the body of the Confucian to the stone beam and threw it down, and said: "If you are called to harm people, it will not be harmful." ”
Back at the hut, Mo Yan hurriedly bandaged the wound with medicine for Xia Ba Mountain, and after treating it, he asked Ni, "Who is that Kuou?"
"She is a well-known grass Gu woman in Miao Jiang, as long as she is willing to give money, she will help others to play Gu, harming countless people, and lives in the 'Wushan Miaoman' Phoenix City, which is more than 200 miles away from here. She went to Gu, this girl unraveled Gu, and over time, she hated it to death, and the two original killers in the last time were also invited by Kuou. ”
"What does she look like?" Mo Yan asked again.
"Ku Ou is more than fifty years old, good looking, it is said that she has a good appearance, looks like she is in her thirties, her right hand has six fingers, and she is good at making shrimp and toad Gu smoke, so she is called 'six-fingered Gu Po'. ”
Xia Bashan interjected on the side: "Kuou has failed again this time, I don't guarantee that she will invite more powerful killers to come, we are in the open and in the dark, it can be said that we can't prevent it." ”
Ni Oh sighed helplessly: "So what? This girl is now paralyzed in both legs, and she can't go down the mountain if she wants to settle accounts." ”
When he went to bed at night, Mo Yan said to Xia Bashan that it was cold and wanted to go to Guzhangping to buy some winter clothes. Seeing that his shabby and thin clothes should be changed, Xia Bashan took a silver ticket of one hundred taels and some broken silver to him, and told him to come back early after buying it.
Early the next morning, Mo Yan set off and took away the sword of the white-robed Confucian scholar. The mountain road from Heiwuliao to Baizhangping still vaguely remembers that he walked very fast. Since practicing the "Shrinking the Fetus and Dispersing Qigong" to open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, I feel that no matter what I do, I have inexhaustible strength, and I can even jump over small ravines when I cross mountains and mountains, of course, it is much worse than the vertical jumping ability of the mother mountain ghost.
Before noon, he had already arrived in Guzhangping Town. After a hurried meal in a store, I first exchanged the one hundred taels of silver tickets, and then bought a horse for more than ten taels of silver, and after inquiring about the official road to Phoenix, I galloped all the way away.
At dusk the next day, he finally arrived in Phoenix.
This is an ancient city with a different scenery, the Tuojiang River passes through the city, the stilted buildings on both sides of the bank are compared to each other, the narrow street after entering the city gate is lined with shops and wine shops, the Miao people and the Han people are bustling and lively, Mo Yan, who has stayed in the mountains for a long time, feels a little dazzled.
He found an inn to live in, and his own man came to lead the horse to drink water and feed, and he asked him about Kuou, and the man said that there was no one in Phoenix City who didn't know about the "Six-Fingered Gu Woman".
"Next to the Tianwang Temple, there is an old mansion with a high-walled compound that is her home, guest officer, are you looking for her to play Gu?" the guy asked quietly.
Mo Yan was silent.
After dinner, Mo Yan came to the street to find a weapon shop to buy bows and arrows, the homemade wooden sticks and arrows on the mountain have neither iron arrows nor tail feathers, and the close-range shooting is okay, and the arrows will be sideways and have no lethality if they are a little farther away.
"Guest officer, only our store has the best and most complete goods in the entire Phoenix City, I don't know if you want a soft bow or a hard bow?" asked the shopkeeper
"Hard. ”
"This is a nine-bucket hard bow, and the guest officer is afraid that he won't be able to pull it. The shopkeeper looked at Mo Yan's figure and said, although he is sixteen years old this year and not small, he still looks immature.
Mo Yan grabbed the iron bow and pulled it away casually, which surprised the shopkeeper.
"It's harder. ”
Replaced with a one-stone bow, Mo Yan still easily pulled it away.
The shopkeeper looked at Mo Yan in surprise, thinking in his heart that this kid had a lot of strength.
A few of them were too soft, and finally took out a three-stone bow for performance, Mo Yan was satisfied, and asked for a pot of arrows, paying a total of fifteen taels of silver.
Out of the armory shop, Mo Yan carried a bow and arrow, and inquired all the way to the Tianwang Temple with a sword in his hand. On the right side of the Tianwang Temple, I really saw a mansion that occupies a large area, with high blue brick walls, green trees, and two red lanterns hanging high above the vermilion gate, which is very magnificent.
This is probably the home of the "Six-Fingered Gu Woman" Ku Ou, he thought.
Mo Yan stepped forward and knocked on the door, the door opened, and a servant-like servant probe asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm looking for Kuou, is she at home? Mo Yan said.
The little girl looked up and down and said, "What's the matter with her?"
"I want to ask her for help"
"Is it a Gu?"
"Hmm. ”
"She's not at home. ”
"Where did you go?"
"I don't know. "The little guy is about to close the door.
Mo Yan hurriedly took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and handed it over.
"There are rich businessmen from the Central Plains and Han in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and she went there. The little guy weighed the silver in his hand and whispered.
Mo Yan asked the way to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and went straight there.
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