It is the rainy season, the green plum ridge is drizzling, the green plum trees are washed by the drizzle and are shiny, the branches of the green plum trees are full of rain grains, it looks like a string of shining pearls.

Chu Shaoying held the sword of the Son of Heaven in his hand, rode a fast horse, came to Qingmeiling, first built a grass hut, and prepared pots, bowls and cups. A man stared blankly at the drizzle outside the house, stunned, as if thinking about something, and his face showed a sad expression. Since Shuyao was buried, Chu Shaoying has been indulging in wine and food all day long, and has never laughed again.

It has been two days since the war letter was issued, and within an hour, Hua Wenliu will definitely arrive. Chu Shaoying lit the fire, warmed a pot of good wine, and went to the tree to pick a few green plums, washed them and put them aside.

Sure enough, it didn't take long to hear the sound of horses' hooves, getting closer and clearer. The weather had just cleared, and a round of red sun cast a rather vicious light, which made people's skin on fire.

When the two met, Hua Wenliu jumped from his horse to the ground, held the sword of the common people tightly, condensed the sword momentum, absorbed the qi of the eight directions, and turned it into ten encirclements, which was the move derived from the Jiuqing on the sword, called Haoran Qi, and the power was amazing.

Chu Shaoying only felt that the air around her was gradually becoming dull, and an invisible pressure was squeezing towards her, and the withered grass and leaves around her gathered in the middle. Chu Shaoying crossed the back of his sword and snorted softly, "Tiangang righteousness", and suddenly, an inflated tension rushed back in all directions. Suddenly, two invisible forces squeezed against each other around me, causing the earth and stones on the ground to drift back and forth. When the two forces collided at the strongest point, there was a "bang", and the earth, rock, and leaves on the ground suddenly recoiled away.

After a short fight, the two of them were surprised that the other party's martial arts were much stronger than before.

Hua Wenliu folded the fan suddenly, stepped on the seven stars, and drew two doors to Chu Shaoying, these two doors opened and closed with a fan blade, and the speed was appropriate. Go like thunder and rage, and harvest like a river to stop. Chu Shaoying walked Tiangang. Turning over like a harrier, Kankan avoided these two fans, and fine beads of sweat were already on his forehead.

Hua Wenliu felt strange when he saw it, in the past, the two of them assassinated people in the rivers and lakes, and the situation was a hundred times more critical than just now, and he didn't sweat, but he didn't expect him to ...... at this moment Hua asked Liu and asked, "A shallow move." Why?"

Chu Shaoying said: "Let you be exposed to the sun under this poisonous sun for a few days, and then burn the fire and cook the wine, see if you are hot?"

Hua asked Liu and didn't investigate much, and said, "How is today's competition?"

Chu Shaoying said: "Don't worry, it's not too late to taste my wine." ”

Hua asked Liu, "Okay!"

Entering the grass house, Chu Shaoying lifted the lid of the pot, and suddenly a cloud of white gas rushed out. The aroma of wine is thick in the nose. The two sat down facing each other, each putting their swords on their chests, the sword of the Son of Heaven and the sword of the common people moving together, the tips of the swords pointing at each other, each protecting the other's master.

Hua Wenliu asked, "Brother Chu, who made the Bodhisattva Dao into a container to hold the two swords of the Son of Heaven and the common people." ”

Chu Shaoying said lightly: "In this world, apart from the people of the Ouye family who have this ability, who else has such ability. ”

"Ouye family?" the two of them had inexplicable looks on their faces.

Chu Shaoying snorted coldly twice and said, "The people of the world are wrong, we are not heroes, we are just other people's killing tools." More than ten years ago, if it weren't for the fact that once people have money and status, they will inevitably have greed and cruelty, our identity would have been clear a long time ago. ”

Hua asked Liu and said indifferently: "Yes, people like us who are disloyal and unfilial, what kind of face do they have to live in the world." ”

Chu Shaoying stood up, gently rolled up her sleeves, and said while cutting green plums with a knife: "Brother Hua is accompanied by Cen Feng, how can he be so emotional, unlike me, I have really become a loner." Shuyao is dead, I don't care about anything anymore, let's have a good fight. As he spoke, he put the cut plums into the jug, and in a few moments the room was filled with the aroma of plum wine.

Chu Shaoying scooped a spoonful of wine with a wooden spoon and poured it into the cup, and brought it to Hua Wenliu. Hua Wenliu tasted it and said: "I heard the wine say, 'If people are promoted, the wine is spicy, and if people are idle, the wine is clear', the aroma of this glass of wine is mixed with the aroma of green plums, one point is spicy, nine points are clear, it seems that Brother Chu's state of mind at the moment is very accessible." ”

Chu Shaoying didn't care about the hot wine, drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said, "Okay, let's finish drinking this pot of wine, throw away all grievances and grievances, and compare them without any distractions." After saying that, he drank wildly alone, completely ignoring the flowers and willows. Hua asked Liu to know that he was a heavy drinker, so he didn't care, and let him drink enough. When he was about to get drunk, the Sword of the Son of Heaven shook for no reason, and it shone brightly. Chu Shaoying took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the body of the Son of Heaven's sword. Suddenly, the Son of Heaven sword jumped up and jumped into the master's hand.

Chu Shaoying pointed to the sword to the sky, filling with sword qi and scattering like a streamer. The grass hut couldn't withstand the impact of this force, and suddenly cracked. Chu Shaoying was half drunk and half awake, and said: "Brother Hua, the sword language of the Son of Heaven Sword is 'kill all the heroes', what about the sword language of the common people's sword, do you know?"

Hua Wenliu was shocked, and secretly thought: No wonder he can resonate with the sword so quickly, it turns out that he already knows the sword language of the Son of Heaven Sword. Hua asked Liu Dao: "I don't know, I haven't seen through the secret of the sword yet." ”

Chu Shaoying laughed, pointed to the sword of the Son of Heaven, and said inexorably: "Let me have a good look at your sword on Jiuqing......!"

Hua Wenliu shook his head, folded the fan and closed it, and beat the palm of his hand with the fan bone, and said: "In the past, when we assassinated the heroes of the rivers and lakes, although the sword of the common people was in the dark and the sword of the Son of Heaven was in the light, most of the people who killed others were the sword of the Son of Heaven. Now that you are so confident and resonate with the sword, it seems that I have no chance of winning, and I admit defeat. ”

Chu Shaoying was shocked, how could he give up the decisive battle that had been brewing for a long time. Chu Shaoying asked, "Why is this?"

Hua Wenliu smiled bitterly and said, "Now that the victory and defeat have been divided, I really can't resonate with the common people sword in such a short period of time." Then he took his sword and mounted his horse, and took his leave.

After Hua Wenliu went for a long time, Chu Shaoying's long sword propped up the ground, her steps seemed a little vain, cold sweat was dripping on her forehead, and she looked in the direction of Hua Wenliu for a long time before riding back to Bitianque.

After returning to Bitianque, Chu Shaoying went to Bitian Tomb almost every day. On this day, Chu Shaoying came to Shuyao's grave again, and the past was vivid, only breaking people's hearts and intestines. Chu Shaoying looked at it in a daze for a long time, but she felt dizzy and unbearable, and her body staggered and slowly fell.

At this time, a woman in yellow stepped forward and hugged him. Chu Shaoying fainted in the arms of the woman in yellow, not knowing when she would wake up.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.

- Su Shi "Jiang Chengzi"