Beauty Jianghu

Chapter 29 Escape into the cave

The two quickly climbed up the hillside. At this time, the setting sun had already set on the top of the mountain. The thatched house was surrounded by pines and cypresses. There was an open space in front of the door with a wooden frame covered with green vines and yellow flowers. flowers swaying in the evening breeze. There are more than a dozen gourds hanging under the eaves, and a few mountain sparrows use it as a nest and fly left and right.

There is no one in front of the door, the empty courtyard is silent, and the flowers are blooming and falling. The big yellow dog ran into the house.

Looking inside the room, there was a frail middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged and meditating, with his eyes closed and not listening. He looked like he had come out of the world. He was probably a monk hiding in the Qinling Mountains. There is a painting hanging on the wall, with a pine crane painted on it.

Yang Shuqian stepped forward and knocked on the door twice. The middle-aged man who was meditating opened his eyes.

Yang Shucheng called to inquire, saying that he was a traveler and it was getting late, so he came here to disturb him.

The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked up, too lazy to respond. He suddenly saw Fang Xiaoli coming to the door. She was blooming like a white mountain flower in the sunset. Her jade color was rosy and pretty. He stood up hurriedly and said :

"Please come in quickly."

The two of them entered the house, which was tidy. Yang Shucheng made an introduction, saying that his surname was Yang and his name was Shucheng. Following him was his sister, named Xiaoli. The middle-aged man was quite generous and introduced himself as Zhen and Baixiang. He had been practicing in this mountain for five years.

Zhen Baixiang said: "This place is deep in the mountains, with steep cliffs. No one has come here for several years. It is fate that you are here. I think you are hungry, so you can rest and I will make dinner."

Yang Shucheng and Yang Shucheng were sitting in the house, while Zhen Baixiang walked into another room and started cooking dinner.

Soon the meal was ready and served on the stone table. It was nothing more than mountain delicacies, wild bamboo shoots, fungus, fungus, and wild vegetables and roots. Zhen Baixiang said: "The mountain is simple and there is no wine. I have been practicing Taoism for many years and I don't like meat. We haven't prepared any meat. Let's just make do with some vegetarian dishes."

The two of them were also hungry, so they stopped being polite and started eating. Although they are vegetarian dishes, they are also full of flavor.

Zhen Baixiang asked: "Why did you come to this poor ravine?"

Yang Shucheng did not dare to tell the truth and said that he was looking for King Li Chuang. He just said that he had a brother who joined the army and went into the mountains with the army to wipe out the bandits. He and his sister wanted to join him and gain fame.

Zhen Baixiang said: "No outsiders have come here for a long time. My family has been doing a cleansing here. I haven't gone down the mountain for five years. I don't know that any officers and soldiers have passed by. However, there is a village to the east, about thirty miles away. , there are also hundreds of families, you can go there to inquire about news."

After eating, Zhen Baixiang cleared away the dishes and went into the room to refill the tea, and the three of them started drinking it.

Zhen Baixiang just looked at Fang Xiaoli. She saw her snow-skinned face, red lips and white teeth, and full eyebrows. She just stared. Fang Xiaoli was a little shy when he stared at her, her face flushed red and she became more and more beautiful.

At this time, it was already dark, and a pot of rosin oil lamp was burning on the table. The light reflected Fang Xiaoli's beauty, making her even more heart-wrenching.

When Nazhen Baixiang saw it, her breathing became rapid, she stood up suddenly, ran outside the house, and hurriedly walked back and forth in the courtyard.

Yang Shucheng looked at him, walking back and forth like the wind, mumbling words, wondering why his temperament changed so much?

After walking back and forth for twenty or thirty times, Zhen Baixiang finally stopped and shouted: "That's it, that's it."

Walking into the room, he pulled out a long sword hanging next to the painting of pine and crane, shouted to Yang Shucheng, "Evil obstacle...", and stabbed Yang Shucheng with the sword.

Yang Shucheng said "Ouch", turned over, dodged the sword, and Jier jumped out of the house.

Zhen Baixiang chased him out of the house, but still refused to give up. He drew his sword and stabbed Yang Shucheng, threatening to make several bloody holes in him.

Yang Shucheng saw that he had treated him warmly and kindly before, but now he suddenly changed his temper and started to kill him.

Baixiang was nearly forty years old in Nazhen. He left his family and everything to come here to practice cultivation in the deep mountains. Originally, he was as calm as water. He didn't want to see Fang Xiaoli as beautiful as a fairy tonight. His desire aroused him. He tried his best to suppress himself and couldn't let go. The results of five years of cleaning work. The mind and body have been at war for a long time, and the river, which is approaching Nianping but is like an embankment, is surging incessantly and cannot be controlled no matter what.

He was determined to take Fang Xiaoli as his own. When he saw Yang Shucheng with her, he wanted to kill him in order to take over Fang Xiaoli.

In order to get the beautiful woman, Zhen Baixiang used his attacks mercilessly, with each strike as close as a sword. After a few moves, Yang Shucheng was in danger. When Fang Xiaoli saw it in the room, she had already drawn her sword and came out to help in the battle, and the two of them fought together to suppress Baixiang.

Nazhen Baixiang never fought against Fang Xiaoli, she just avoided her and stabbed Yang Shucheng wholeheartedly. Yang Shucheng became timid when he saw that he was like a mad bull with a pair of blood-red eyes, just killing him. In the blink of an eye, he was hit by a sword. Fortunately, it did not hit any vital parts.

Seeing that he was defeated, Yang Shucheng lost his fighting spirit, turned around and ran away. Zhen Baixiang was about to kill him, but he was out of trouble, so he gave chase, and Fang Xiaoli followed.

The three of them ran towards the west without moving forward or backward. After running for a while, I saw the mountain road coming towards the south, about to rush into the Nanshan Mountain. Yang Shucheng didn't care much and fled south.

There were towering mountains on both sides, steep cliffs, and velvet vines. There was only this mountain road, so Yang Shucheng had no choice but to bury his head and run south, as long as he could stay as far away from the town of Baixiang.

The three of them ran like a shadow. He ran to an open area. Zhen Baixiang was a practitioner, and he was also good at lightness. He had been walking on the mountain road for many years, and his body was as light as a swallow. He quickly caught up with Yang Shucheng, and stabbed with his sword.

Yang Shucheng was also running out of breath, so he had to turn around and face him, and the two of them killed each other. Then Fang Xiaoli came and co-wrote Yang Shucheng, fighting to suppress Baixiang.

The two fought in a double battle to suppress Baixiang. The sword that Zhen Baixiang brushed hit Yang Shucheng's chest again. The injury from this sword was not shallow, and blood was already pouring from his chest.

Yang Shucheng knew that he was defeated and that continuing to fight was not an option, so he shouted: "Senior Zhen, why on earth don't you let us go?"

Na Zhen Baixiang just didn't answer, he just wanted to finish Yang Shucheng as soon as possible. The desire and hope in his heart was like a fire, and a volcano was about to erupt. How could he control it after several years of self-cultivation?

Yang Shucheng knew that if he continued to fight, there was only one way to die, so he felt discouraged. When he saw Fang Xiaoli stabbing him with a sword, and when Zhen Baixiang flashed past, he glanced around. The moonlight was bright, and he could only see a figure on the mountain wall to the west. In the cave, the stream slowly flows out of the black cave with a cold light.

Yang Shucheng stopped thinking about it and turned around and ran towards the cave. Fang Xiaoli had sharp eyes. When she saw Yang Shucheng running forward, she followed him and ran forward with Yang Shucheng. Of course Nazhen Baixiang wouldn't let him go and chased after him.

Yang Shucheng and Yang Shucheng quickly ran to the cave and dived in regardless of whether it was good or bad.

Nazhen Baixiang also got into the hole. Yang Shucheng and Yang Shucheng hurriedly ran inward. After running for dozens of steps, the cave was already dark and they couldn't see the road. When their feet touched, they both fell to the ground. They felt that Fang Xiaoli's fragrance only rushed towards their noses. .

Yang Shucheng didn't care about these fragrances, and hurriedly pulled Fang Xiaoli to stand up. Zhen Baixiang was already chasing her, and the two of them hurriedly raised their swords to meet her.

This time the situation has changed. Na Zhen Baixiang stood on one side of the cave, with the moonlight shining on his figure, while Yang Shucheng and Yang Shucheng stood in the depths of the cave, but there was no figure. The two sides were fighting together, one could see and the other could not I don't know, but with just a few moves, Zhen Baixiang was hit by two swords.