Zhang Shaojie, the "Golden Knife Hero", taught the knife technique to the young and middle-aged villagers in the nearby villages by the Yangtze River as usual, and from time to time pointed out and corrected the places where the disciples were not in place.

The master is conscientious, and the disciple is meticulous. In troubled times, everyone knows the importance of martial arts. The entire martial arts training ground seemed to be in full swing.

Zhang Shaojie said that the essence of martial arts lies in the integration of skills, from having moves and styles to no moves and no styles and reaching the point of being handy.

He wanted to simulate the actual combat so that his disciples could experience it firsthand, so he loudly high-fived and beckoned everyone to gather and besiege him.

The disciples were surrounded by water, swords and guns attacked like a storm, and the master flickered and moved like a dragon to deal with it easily.

Everyone benefited a lot from the exercise, and each seemed to have some understanding, and each move could be changed and randomly combined.

A young villager panted and trotted towards the martial arts field before he could stand firm and said, "There are two strangers here, not like people from the Central Plains, they may be spies from the Qing army."

It turned out that Wang Haibo, a disciple who was on duty at the village restaurant, was in the troubled times and the villagers jointly funded the opening of this village restaurant, playing the role of nominal operation and actual vigilance, and each family took turns to be on duty or send people or pay money.

Zhang Shaojie learned about the situation while walking, and listened to Wang Haibo's description of the physical characteristics of the uninvited guest.

Wang Haibo said: "At a glance, I know that it is not a person from the Central Plains, with a towering yin hooked nose, abrupt eyebrow peaks, sunken eye sockets, and eyes that seem to reveal a light blue brilliance. ”

Things seem very strange.

Zhang Shaojie frowned slightly, and his eyebrows immediately stretched, and he could disguise himself as a shopkeeper to inquire about the situation. He was a familiar face in the village, so he borrowed a set of civilian clothes and changed into them.

The kitchen was busy with tinkling bells, and a plate of spicy fried chicken was just stir-fried and ready to be served.

Zhang Shaojie put the dishes on the tray, and motioned to his partner Wang Haibo to lead the way. Everyone saw Zhang Shaojie's dress and behavior, and tacitly did not squeak.

The seats of the mysterious guests are in the private room on the second floor, with a quiet and elegant environment, flowers and bonsai, and calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

A deep voice came from inside: "What's the matter with this 'flying kidnapper'?" ”

"Wow!"

Zhang Shaojie immediately and hurriedly slammed the door; Guest, it's time to serve. ”

As the door opened, a purple-skinned young man hurried downstairs as if no one was around.

Zhang Shaojie lowered his eyebrows and served the dishes smoothly, and carefully turned around to leave when he retreated to the door.

Huo Ran, the deep voice inside, stopped him: "Slow!" The guest was about thirty-four or five years old, his slightly squinted eyes under the thick eyebrows shone sharply and wisely from time to time, his high cheekbones were cloudy and his nose was hooked, and his purple cheeks were coldly shrugged and slightly shrugged, revealing a kind of stoicism and fortitude. It turned out to be Dolgon, the commander of the Qing army, and he was indeed a god who could not see the head and the end.

Zhang Shaojie's heart tightened; Could it be that people can see the flaws? At present, the best way is to brake statically. He was silent and turned slowly.

Dolgon's eyes radiated a cold light like a sword, as if he could see through the privacy of other people's hearts. There was a kind of vigilance and sensitivity in his tone: "Why did you change the food, where did the guy just now?"

Pretending to be submissive, Zhang Shaojie calmly responded: "There are several guys in the shop, and the things that each guy does are not fixed, does the guest like the guy just now? Then let him serve the food." ”

"Oh-" Dolgon looked at it with a slight bow.

Zhang Shaojie took the opportunity to retreat.

He knew from the unique temperament that he had revealed, and that the person who came was not an idle person and had a special mission, so he asked his partner Wang Haibo to pay careful attention to the dynamics of the person who came.

He hid behind the curtain in another room on the second floor, peering closely through the gap. From time to time, the young man, Kolchi, looked into the distance, his fingers pinching and rubbing against each other, his steps wandering rapidly and anxiously at close range.

After about five or six minutes, Kolqihuran stood quietly, his eyes fixed on the straight ahead. A ragged and rickety figure is approaching the restaurant,

Someone appeared in front of the restaurant after a while, and it turned out to be a "flying kidnapper" with a dirty mouth, with a half-cut slipper on his right foot.

The bulging eyeballs are rolling and rolling, the cunning pupils are swept around, the flat and convex mouth, and the deep sunken cheeks are reminiscent of the demeanor of a frog.

What is particularly striking is that the black and shiny hair is oily and greasy.

He slowly and methodically took out a delicate bronze mirror from his bosom and looked at himself, combing his hair attentively and carefully.

The ring and little fingers of the right hand are slightly cocked outward, and the index and middle fingers are carefully swept from the sideburns to the back of the head.

Seeing that Korchi was not in a hurry to talk, "Flying Kidnapper" Yong Shoukang had more important things to do, and he felt that maintaining black and shiny hair was the best respect for himself and others.

Ke Qi didn't have this patience, but he was not angry when he asked for it, so he couldn't help but be dissatisfied: "It's better to be famous than to meet, Yong Daxia is really handsome and chic." "Even Colqi himself felt that it was too disobedient.

"Flying Kidnapper" felt good about himself, and when he heard someone compliment himself like this for the first time, his dirty face suddenly wrinkled and squeezed out a wrinkled smile, "False praise! False praise! Let you wait for a long time, take me to the employer." ”

usually seems to be a fool on the surface, but Yongshoukang is shrewd and capable when he is serious.

The two of them entered the private room and reflexively bolted the door tightly, only when the guy Wang Haibo served the wine and food, he could not enter coldly, and the three who were muttering inside would immediately be vigilantly silent.

According to Wang Haibo's information taken out of context, they seem to have mentioned a man named "Ruthless Swordsman". The voice of the guest was very small, and Wang Haibo did not dare to stay in front of the room for too long for fear of being investigated, and he could not hear the specific content of the speech at all.

Zhang Shaojie had a plan and said to Wang Haibo: "I'll go to the private room next door to them, you lock me inside, don't open the lock no matter what." ”

Wang Haibo admired Master's wit, and silently gave a thumbs up and nodded to comply.

As a martial arts master, his hearing naturally surpassed that of ordinary people, and Zhang Shaojie next door could hear what they were saying very clearly, although they lowered their voices.

A deep voice: "The most important thing is to get the "Ming Military Defense Map", if you can get rid of the 'Ruthless Swordsman', of course it is better, as for the price, it is not a problem, I heard that the swordsmanship of the 'Ruthless Swordsman' is superb, as fast as a meteor faster than lightning, I don't know how sure the Flying Hero is?"

The kidnapper couldn't listen to others questioning his ability, and he couldn't help but be a little excited; "My background is also related to the famous Bai family of the poisonous sect, I know a little bit of poisoning kung fu, no matter how high my martial arts are, it is difficult to prevent the poison of the white gate." The Bai family he said is the house of the "useless scholar" Bai Tongshu, and the kung fu of making and detoxifying drugs is unique in the world.

Dolgon couldn't figure out how such a sloppy person could have anything to do with the famous Bai family. However, he still has to gamble, at most he will lose the deposit, anyway, he will pay the remuneration after the fact, such a transaction will not lose much.

"The White Gate Poison is unique in the world, and there are no ruthless swordsmen, I can't figure out how you can get close to such a master and then poison it?"

Yong Shoukang was so angry that he rolled his eyes and could barely breathe, he couldn't listen to others questioning his ability.

He said disdainfully, "I'm friends with the Ruthless Swordsman, and—" After a full hiccup, he continued, "Who said that the White Gate Poison must be close to the other party?"

The colorless and tasteless poison of the white door has turned into a thousand things, which is already a well-known thing, and everyone in the rivers and lakes is afraid to talk about it.

After listening to the incisive words, Dolgon couldn't help but look at the "flying kidnapper" with admiration, and said approvingly: "The most reliable friend is often the most terrible enemy, and the thinking of the flying hero is indeed extraordinary. ”

"Well said. ”

"It's a deposit, and it's a big reward after the deed.

......

The three guests sneaked around in the private room for a long time before leaving.

Zhang Shaojie then left the restaurant in a hurry and anxious.

This information must be revealed to the "ruthless swordsman" in every possible way, so that he is on guard. His mother taught him from an early age, and the grace of dripping water and the spring reciprocated with grass and rings.

He was ready to go home and say goodbye to his mother before leaving.

In the corner outside the restaurant, three pairs of gloomy eyes were staring at Zhang Shaojie's figure in a hurry with viciousness and ferocity.

"The Flying Kidnapper" said Yongshou Kangdeser, "I am not wrong in my judgment!"

Cole's face was full of flattery, and he complimented with his tall thumb: "The flying hero is really clever." ”

Yongshou Kang Huoran thought of a very important question: "How can I contact you after this is done?"

Dolgon's face was expressionless, indifferent and with a hint of teasing, "We will naturally take the initiative to contact you then." "Whether it's a game or a fight or a trade, he naturally likes to take the initiative.

Jinyundu is the only way for Zhang Shaojie to go home. Although it is called Jinyundu, it has no connection with the dock. On the contrary, there is a small patch of sparse woods, with brown or yellowish dead leaves hanging lonely from the trees, a narrow gray path that runs through it, and the ground is full of decaying leaves and dead grass, which cannot help but feel desolate and desolate.

You can walk about 20 meters to get out of the forest, but Zhang Shaojie feels that he may not be able to go out in this life.

Three murderous men walked towards him calmly and forcefully, their deep and dark pupils shining like a vicious snake.

Zhang Shaojie watched the killer who was getting closer and closer, and stood vigilantly unconsciously. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised that three mysterious guests had appeared here.

Cats always have to tease a mouse first, and the Flying Kidnapper seems to like this kind of game. He saw the confusion in Zhang Shaojie's eyes, and deliberately said, "You must be very strange why we followed you? ”

Zhang Shaojie seemed to be careless, but he was actually listening attentively.

"When I went in, the door next door was open, but when I came out, it was locked. ”

Zhang Shaojie's pupils showed a hint of remorse. Life is like chess, one mistake is enough to turn the tables.

As if he didn't have enough fun, Yong Shoukang continued, "If I were you, I wouldn't lock the door. ”

The rest of the people were confused, wasn't that a cover-up?

The kidnapper thinks he is clever;" Behind the open door is enough to hide a person. ”

It is indeed a wonderful move, and Zhang Shaojie is more and more remorseful.

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

When the brave meet on a narrow road, the only way to win is to let go. Zhang Shaojie gritted his teeth and cheeks abruptly, and his right hand gradually clenched the handle of the knife and prepared to wait for the opportunity to move.

He had no chance of winning in his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Flying Kidnapper" was sure of victory but didn't bother to do it, as if he was talking to himself, he said unhurriedly: "You can make a move." ”

The kidnapper himself had no intention of making a move, and Dolgon's status was prominent and disdainful of making a move. Korqi knew the kidnapper's insinuating intentions, and wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Colqi was the only one at the time who did not act for no reason, and despite his resentment, he was responsible.

Colqi slashed out with a shocking blow, and the stagnant air instantly stirred and spun. He used a move "Pangu Open the Sky", approaching his opponent almost without touching his feet, his left hand stretched out like a bird's wing, and his right hand ran towards the opponent's door with a knife in his hand.

Zhang Shaojie made a move "Moonlight Phantom", his body turned sideways rapidly, the soles of his feet were broken and reversed to stir up the tornado of Ye Feichen, and he swept under the opponent's ribs with the steel knife out of the sheath.

Kolqi's empty door was completely exposed, and it was too late to withdraw the knife to save him. He was not an idle person, and he shouted "Wow!" The internal force of his whole body was concentrated on the tips of his toes and suddenly kicked the ground, and with the help of the reaction force, his body was as light as a bat and passed through the opponent's knife. At the same time, the defense is the offense, and the single knife is handed to the left hand and the opponent's neck is slashed horizontally. It was even possible to use a knife with his left hand, and the transfer occurred in the air in an instant.

Knowing that he had met a rare master, Zhang Shaojie did not dare to slack off in the slightest, so he made the move "autumn wind sweeping leaves", half-squatting his body hovering like a spinning top, and the awe-inspiring sword light swept the soles of the opponent's feet like a turbulent whirlpool.

People are not birds, and they will eventually step on the ground, and it seems that Kolqi's feet will be crippled.

"Not good!" Kohl Qi was in a hurry, making a move to "descend the dragon to drink", holding the handle of the knife with both hands, his body was upside down, and the tip of the knife poked the ground.

The two groups of swords are like two dragons fighting, and when they meet opponents, it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The battle-hardened Dorgon was amazed and enjoyed watching. Anyway, the other party is already a fish in the pool, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to close the net.

"Flying Kidnapper" Yongshoukang didn't have this leisure, he picked up a stone, and flicked his index finger at Zhang Shaojie's face door.

The evenly matched situation immediately changed.

A black dot flew unexpectedly and unstoppably in front of him, Zhang Shaojie reflexively turned his head to one side, but the movements in his hand involuntarily stopped.

One mistake is enough to turn the tables, and one flaw is enough to kill.

A master will never let go of any once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Kolqi Huo retracted his knife and stood still.

The two masters of the confrontation were stunned, their faces expressionless and cold and stiff.

Gradually, like ice and snow melting, Zhang Shaojie's pupils revealed a trace of desolation and silence, and a vein of red and amazing blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth, ticking and falling to the ground.

Zhang Shaojie was defeated. Reluctantly and helplessly, he fell to the ground on his back, and the blood stained like a stream of blood was like a stream of fatal stab in the chest.

Each went back to his own house to do his own thing, and the "flying kidnapper" Yong Shoukang was ready to implement the plan that was brewing, and the two full people went back to wait for the results.

The enemy was too careless, and Zhang Shaojie still had a breath left.

The heart is as painful as ten thousand arrows piercing, and the slightest movement will affect the pain nerves, and Zhang Shaojie knows that he will inevitably die.

However, there are still worries and unfulfilled wishes in his heart, and if he dies with regret, he will not be blind. Although his eyes were as drowsy as the city gates, he told him over and over again that he could not die now, and that he must see his mother and son to arrange the funeral.

He forced his eyes to open them with a strong will, and the scene in front of him was blurry and swirling, and his temples were spasming and unbearable.

The extraordinary and firm faith sustained him to sit up despite the pain, and the blood in his heart gushed out like an unstoppable spring, and he knew that if he remained in this state, the blood would run out, and he would not be able to walk the rest of the mile.

The left hand is more likely to pull the heart and dare not move rashly, only use the right hand to untie the belt and cut it into a strip of cloth with a knife, and the teeth of the right hand help each other to connect the strips of cloth one by one end to a long rope, one end of the long rope is tied to the body of the tree, Zhang Shaojie's body is painfully and slowly crushed along the long rope on the ground, and the rope is wrapped tightly around the upper body to prevent the heart from cracking with the force of the tree.

After experiencing the extreme pain, he was numb, and felt a little pain, Zhang Shaojie actually stood up miraculously with trembling slightly.

He made the difficult and long journey home.

Although it was only a mile away, it was the end of his life for him.

knew that it was a desperate road of no return, but had to go. Because there are some things that cannot be shirked, and it must be known that they cannot be done.

It is natural to repay debts, repay debts, and repay favors.

The danger must be revealed to the benefactor "ruthless swordsman", this only and greatest belief constantly drives Zhang Shaojie to go home with all his might. Uncontrollable blood spat out of the mouth in one bite or another, and the ground along the way seemed to be sprinkled with beautiful and stunning cherry blossoms.

Seeing his son Zhang Wei playing outside the hospital, Zhang Shaojie suddenly collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up again, as if he had exhausted his life's energy after trekking thousands of mountains and rivers.

Zhang Shaojie suddenly turned from joy to shock, and his face was terrified. When he saw his father's blank gaze and blood dripping from his chin and body, he cried out in fear and helplessness, "Dad! Dad—what's wrong with you?"

Probably hearing Zhang Wei's unusual wail, the blind grandmother trembled and touched the door frame with her crutches, and asked anxiously, "Ah Wei, what happened?"

Zhang Wei sobbed and said: "Dad is dying, Dad is dying, he is covered in blood, his whole body is full of blood, it's so scary...... his words seemed a little incoherent.

The old man's voice trembled a little: "Where! where?" The green and withered hands trembled and fumbled wildly.

Zhang Shaojie caressed Zhang Wei's still childish cheek with pity and regret, and a trace of guilt was written in his pupils;

He gently wiped away the tears from Zhang Wei's eyes, and looked at his son with infinite trust, "Child, there is a person nicknamed Feitian Kidnapper who wants to kill your fairy brother, you must tell him the news." ”

Zhang Shaojie held his mother's hand tightly and said his final goodbye, "Mom, my son is not filial, he always makes your old man sad and disappointed, this time I am afraid that he is really leaving, you have to take care of yourself, please forgive your son for not being able to send you to the end, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" He slowly closed his eyes with infinite guilt and regret.

There is nothing sadder in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person.

The old man felt that his son's hand strength was gradually disappearing, and he couldn't help but feel sad at the thought of the possible separation of yin and yang, and his eyes were painfully closed but he could no longer shed tears, which had dried up three years ago.

Her cheeks twitched violently suddenly, her shriveled nose suddenly fluttered violently, and her voice was a little sour and sobbed: "Shaojie, you hate so much, how can you bear to leave us old and young, and go alone like this, my mother is reluctant to let you ——"

The fishermen in the vicinity, who gradually gathered over, wept sadly when they saw such a miserable situation.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Doctor Ma is here, see if you can be saved. "I don't know which kind person secretly brought in the doctor.

Doctor Ma quickly approached Zhang Shaojie's side from the middle of the crowd that separated him on both sides, broke open the patient's eyelids and carefully observed the pupil light, and then called the pulse of his wrist.

He groaned silently and stroked his sparse goat's whiskers, and nodded resolutely and slowly at everyone, indicating that he would never be able to return to the sky.

Doctor Ma took out scissors from the medical box and cut the cloth rope wrapped around Zhang Shaojie's body, carefully examined the wound on his chest, and couldn't help but be amazed: "Miracle! Miracle! The Golden Knife Hero should have been a dead man half an hour ago, and it is really incredible, incredible! I have been practicing medicine for nearly 50 years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation. ”

There was a slight commotion, whispering to each other in confusion.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's mother, the old man's heart felt a little relieved, and it must be the belief in repaying his gratitude that supported Shaojie to return home in the end.