Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 1 Disaster falls from the sky

Poetry Cloud:

As time goes by, fame and fortune fade away.

Riding a thin horse alone takes a long way.

The lonely village still has lights at dawn,

I know someone who studies at night.

A small village called Yangjiawan. It is already late at night, the moonlight is dim everywhere, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and there is a house with dim lights on. A young man with a handsome face is holding a book and reading at night, chanting softly, accompanied by wisps of breeze, bursts of Insects chirp.

This young man's name is Yang Shucheng.

He was holding a copy of "Collected Works of Tao Yuanming" and was reading so engrossedly that his head could not help but shake from side to side.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped into the window.

"Ah..." A scream made Yang Shucheng jump up in fright.

Under the light, the dark figure was a middle-aged man, with a thin body, a sharp mouth and a monkey's cheeks, and evil eyebrows and rat eyes. He stared at Yang Shucheng, stepped forward, and blew out the oil lamp with a "plop" sound.

The two of them stood in the study room, but they didn't even have time to speak.

At this time, two or three figures quickly appeared in the north of the village, each holding a long sword and running straight towards this side.

"I saw him clearly, but why did he disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"He's seriously injured and won't last long. He's near here, please be careful."

"There seemed to be a light over there just now, but it suddenly went out. It must be there. Go search it quickly."

In the quiet night, the visitor in the study room had already heard him. He made a quick decision and immediately climbed out of the window.

He stood outside the window, but couldn't run anymore. He looked around and found an old coffin placed under the eaves. He stepped forward, opened the cover with difficulty, climbed in, and slowly put the coffin inside. The cover was moved and made a perfect fit.

The three men who were chasing them quickly found the house. Yang Shucheng was still standing in the window, and the three people were already standing outside the open window. The moonlight was bright and everything seemed clear.

"who are you?"

"What are you doing?" the person asked.

"I'm studying." Yang Shucheng answered honestly.

"Did you see anyone?"

"No."

"Hey, why did your light go out?" the leader asked calmly.

"Yes...yes..." Yang Shucheng couldn't make up a reason for a while, and after thinking hard for a long time, he said, "It was blown out by the wind."

"Nonsense, where is the wind?" the leader said, and ordered his subordinates, "You two go and look around, the thief is nearby." Then he said to Yang Shucheng, "If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you." Your life."

As he said that, he raised his legs and jumped into the window, pointing the long sword in front of Yang Shucheng.

"Shu Cheng, who is it?" asked a voice from another room.

In this room, neither of them spoke.

There was a rustling sound, and a farmer walked into the small study. He saw a stranger standing in the house with a sword.

"It's a robber." He knew it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Good man, my family is very poor..."

The leader said: "Your son doesn't tell the truth."

"What's going on?" Dad asked Yang Shucheng.

Yang Shucheng could only say honestly: "Someone ran in just now..."

"What about people?"

"When he saw you chasing him, he ran away from the window again."

"Where did he go?" the leader asked, pointing the tip of his sword at the tip of Yang Shucheng's nose.

"do not know."

"He's seriously injured and can't run. You wouldn't know!"

"I really don't know. I didn't dare to look."

Father Yang came up with an idea: "He was seriously injured. Let's follow the blood stains to find him."

"He has already lost all his blood. Where is the blood?"

The two people in the room were silent.

The leader was tall and tall, with a dignified appearance. He felt evil in his heart and wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, so he stabbed Father Yang in the chest with a sword.

Father Yang slowly fell down while holding his chest.

"Dad..." Yang Shucheng threw himself on his father and shouted, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Screams suddenly erupted in the house.

"Speak quickly, or I will kill your whole family." The leader shouted.

Yang Shucheng endured his grief and said, "I really don't know where he went." Looking at the enemy who killed his father, Yang Shucheng's eyes were filled with hatred, and he wanted to step forward and pinch him.

When the leader saw Yang Shucheng's eyes fixed on him, he pointed the tip of his sword at the latter's eyes and said viciously: "Boy, every injustice has its owner and every debt has its owner. Remember, I am the master brother of the Qianlong Sword Sect." , his name is Tong Yuhui, the future leader, please remember it carefully, and come to me for revenge if you have the ability."

At this time, two of his men heard the shouting and ran back.

Tong Yuhui ordered: "Brothers, capture all his family members and bring them to the courtyard."

The two men rushed into the house and pushed Yang Shucheng's mother and sister Yang Shuli out. The leader grabbed Yang Shucheng's chest and clothes and dragged him out of the house and together they came into the courtyard.

The family was so frightened that they cried and screamed.

"Don't cry!"

The three members of the family were so frightened that they immediately shut up, but a family member was killed, and the tears of grief flowed down. The young sister was so frightened that she hid in my mother's arms and did not dare to peek. The old coffin was placed quietly under the eaves, as if the matter had nothing to do with it.

"Can you tell me?"

"He jumped out of the window and ran south."

The leader led Tong Yuhui to run under the window and walked twenty or thirty steps southward. He lowered his head and looked to see if there were any traces to follow.

He came back, pointed his sword at Madam Yang, and said to Yang Shucheng: "If you don't tell the truth, I will kill your mother."

The mother and daughter were so frightened that they didn't dare to scream. They were just shaking like chaff, and they didn't even dare to say anything to beg for mercy.

"He ran eastward." Yang Shucheng didn't see which direction he ran, so he could only say randomly.

"You still want to lie to me! It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you won't give up until you reach the Yellow River." As he said that, the leader Tong Yuhui stabbed Madam Yang with a sword.

"what……"

Suddenly, a silver light flashed and hit the hilt of the sword. With a "ding" sound, the piercing long sword was knocked away and fell to the ground. It turned out to be a dart.

"Who is it?" The leader, Tong Yuhui, looked east.

"It's me." I saw a man slowly walking out of the white mist in the distance. He was about thirty years old, slightly short and fat, with a white face and no beard, thick eyebrows and big eyes, bright and energetic. The man who came was wearing a long sword and walked over generously and said:

"Do you want to kill people and set fire to them?"

"A thief stole our treasure and came here. This guy hid him. No matter what, he just didn't say anything."

"Excuse me, may I ask your surname? What is your family and sect?"

"I am Tong Yuhui, from the Hidden Dragon Sword Sect."

The visitor thought that this Hidden Dragon Sword Sect was a famous sword sect in the north with considerable power, and was thinking about how to deal with it. When Yang Shucheng saw a savior coming, he took courage and hurriedly took a step forward and said: "I was reading at night, and a man jumped into the window, but he turned around and ran away. I really didn't see him. Run somewhere."

"Nonsense. He was seriously injured. How can a dying person run away? You hid him. Tell me, where is he hiding?"

"You killed my father, how can I hide it! I really don't know where he went. Just let us go."

"You stole the treasure of our town sect, how could we let you go!" If the treasure cannot be recovered tonight, there will be no chance of recovering it in the future. Thinking of this, Tong Yuhui raised his sword and stabbed Madam Yang.

"Stop." The person shouted.

"It seems like you're going to mind your own business."

"How can I let you be so arrogant!"

"Okay, kill him for me." Tong Yuhui shouted. There were three of them, and they chased the thief for three days and three nights. They killed the thief seriously and injured him, and all his blood was gone. Seeing success, how could they let others interfere again?

The two men ran over and surrounded the visitor. Without any courtesy, they raised their swords and stabbed each other. The other party didn't say anything, drew out his sword, and started killing the two of them.

The leader, Tong Yuhui, kept an eye on the three members of Yang Shucheng's family to prevent them from slipping away. The three of them were frightened and their legs were weak. They could not think of escaping.

The two of them surrounded the man and killed him. The man had superb swordsmanship and dared to fight and kill. The two of them could not do anything to him for a while. The killing was inextricable for a while, and the shouts were endless, reaching far away in this silent night.

The comers fought bravely with one against two, but in the end they were outnumbered and it was difficult to win. At this time, six people came running from the east. When they saw that their own people were being surrounded and killed, they did not say anything and raised their swords to kill them.

The six people who joined in were really like tigers and wolves, killing the two people here and running around. The leader, Tong Yuhui, relied on his superb swordsmanship and was not afraid of these people. However, he would not get any advantage if they were to kill each other. Therefore, he made up his mind and said hello. The two people followed him, and with a sudden sound, they both Escaped.

"Boy, you took our treasure, we won't let you go. Just wait."

Before they finished speaking, the three of them ran into the dark night and disappeared.

After Yang Shucheng got out of his sleep, he hugged his mother and sister and burst into tears.

When the person saw this, he turned around and left with six people. When Yang Shucheng saw this, he knelt on the ground with a cry of "pass", kowtowed repeatedly, and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life! May I ask your name, please?"

"Li Xing. I'm going." A group of seven people turned around and ran eastward like flying.

It is true that when people sit at home, disaster comes from heaven. Yang Shucheng studied late at night because he didn't want his father to be killed. He is weak and has very little courage. He knows the name of his enemy, but he cannot take revenge! The family surrounded the body and cried in grief.

The next day, the villagers helped the Yang family to bury Father Yang and opened the coffin under the eaves. First, there was a person lying inside. After looking at him for a long time, motionless, they realized that he was already dead.

Don’t know who this person is? What's the origin? What kind of treasure was stolen?