How To Die As Heavy As Mount Tai

In Anyang County.

It is late autumn now, and the tea shed next to the official road is doing very well.

The weather is already cold, and passers-by who are on their way often can't stand the biting cold wind, so they go to the tea shed to drink a cup of hot tea to drive away the chill that has penetrated into the bone marrow.The son of the tea shed owner, he is famous for his eloquence from all over the world. Some time ago, he learned art from the most famous storyteller in the county.At this moment, in the tea shed, he took out the skills he had just learned and practiced them one by one.

"By the way, this Jiayin Jianzhuang was the first of the four villas back then. If it wasn't for that tragedy, it wouldn't be the case for the Jingdu Lin family to be so beautiful."

This black and skinny young man has learned a lot of tricks, but when everyone was waiting to hear about the tragedy, he changed the subject.

"When we talk about the Duan family, we have to mention that Mr. Feiqing of the Duan family is only sixteen years old, and he has already ranked first among the four young masters in the martial arts list. The villain's father was fortunate enough to meet the young master of the Duan family from afar. The distance is still far away, so I can't see Mr. Feiqing's true face clearly, but the demeanor of the whole body, just like the bright moon capping the snow on that day, is beyond what ordinary people like us can imagine..."

"Come on, how can there be such a person in this world, such a demeanor, except for the fairy in the sky..." The guest who found fault swallowed it back before he finished speaking.Because, he saw two people walking into the tea shed.

Not only the fault-finding guest, but the whole tea shed fell silent. The black and thin boy also stopped talking and stared at the two people who walked in.

There was no empty table in the tea shed. The young man in white clothes who was as handsome as the bright moon looked around, and said something in a low voice to the woman who was wearing a cloak and couldn't see her face clearly.Her expression was so gentle that the Huaichun girl in the tea shed wished to replace that woman.

Afterwards, the young man in white walked over to the guest who had just found fault: "My friend, can you make it easier for me?"

The young man in white was well-mannered and elegant, even if the guests at the table were usually sour and mean, they couldn't think of parting at this moment: "Please go ahead."

After the young man in white smiled to express his gratitude, he turned his head and called to the cloaked man at the door: "Ah Heng, come here."

After the woman in the cloak sat down, she raised her hand and lifted the hood on her head.Everyone in the tea shed was shocked again, even though they had guessed everything before, they never expected that there was such a face under the cloak.This woman and the young man in white are really not commensurate.It's not to say that this woman looks innocent, on the contrary, no one present has ever seen anyone more beautiful than this woman.

It's just that this is a Miao girl.Her eyebrows are beautiful, but her eyebrows are too sharp.Her skin is very fair, but because of the thick shadows drawn at the corners of her eyes and her red lips, she looks very imposing.What is even more frightening is that the silver ornament on the black braid of this Miao girl is actually a lifelike scorpion, and the tail hook that is raised seems to be tied down at any time.

However, the young man in white was very considerate to the bewitching Miao girl. From the moment the Miao girl sat down, except for opening her mouth to drink tea, the young man in white took care of the rest.

Until the two of them finished their hot tea, went out and got on their horses, and disappeared at the end of the official road in a single ride.Only then did the atmosphere in the tea shed become active again.

"Then Mr. Feiqing, if he is at this age, his demeanor should not be inferior to this young man in white." The black and thin young man has always admired Mr. Feiqing of the Duan family.

"Hey, boy, do you think that person is Mr. Feiqing of the Duan family?"

"Impossible, how can a son of an orthodox martial arts family like him marry a Miao girl..."

The two people at the center of this topic are naturally Duan Feiqing and Lu Heng.Walking all the way to the hinterland of the Central Plains, Lu Heng, who was born in the hot and humid land of Miaojiang, couldn't stand the coolness more and more. His internal energy was extremely poor and he couldn't use it to keep out the cold.So, as early as a few days ago, the two began to ride together. Duan Feiqing held Lu Heng in his arms the whole time, and used his internal strength to provide him with a steady stream of enthusiasm. Only then did Lu Heng barely hold on.

It's just that Duan Feiqing felt distressed when he saw his face turned pale by the cold wind.Duan Feiqing would always stop and order a pot of hot tea for Lu Heng whenever he came across a tea shed, and he would not be able to rest assured on the road until he recovered some blood.This is the reason for what happened just now.

After passing the tea shed, and walking not far, he entered the boundary of Duan Jiayin's sword village back then.Although Yinjianzhuang has been burnt, Duan Feiqing is still alive in this world, and he is the great disciple of the head of Taichu Sect who is famous all over the world.After the accident of the head of the Taichu Sect, people in the martial arts have tacitly agreed that Duan Feiqing is the next head.Therefore, no one dares to covet this industry.

Duan Feiqing took Lu Heng directly to the back mountain where the Duan family was buried.On the beautiful back hill, there stands a row of tombs, which are neatly trimmed, and there are fresh tributes in front of each tombstone.

"Is this someone who came to worship?" Lu Heng asked.

"A few years ago, when I came back, although I was cowardly and didn't dare to approach, I couldn't make the resting place of my family messy, so I gave money to a family of tenants in the town, asking them to come regularly to clear weeds and burn some paper money It's a thing. It's a show of filial piety..."

Duan Feiqing is quite calm at the moment.Because Lu Heng has held his hand tightly since he entered this realm.

In the most central place is the final resting place of Duan Feiqing's grandfather, and next to it is the joint tomb of his parents.Duan Feiqing let go of Lu Heng's hand, walked over and knelt in front of the tomb.

"Grandfather, father, mother, this is my... Ah Heng." Duan Feiqing didn't know what was wrong with him, and swallowed the word "benevolent brother" before leaving his mouth, leaving only a vague and unintelligible syllable.

After prostrating three times and prostrating nine times, Duan Feiqing prostrated himself on the ground, with his forehead touching the back of his hand, and did not get up for a long time.

Lu Heng was a little worried, and was about to step forward when Duan Feiqing straightened up and looked back.There was sadness and nostalgia in his eyes, but overall it looked normal. Lu Heng let go of his heart hanging in the air.

"Aheng, come to meet grandfather and parents." Duan Feiqing explained, "Just now, I have introduced you to grandfather and parents, and told them about our meeting and knowing each other in detail."

After paying homage to Duan's family, it was getting late.Duan Feiqing proposed to stay overnight at the Houshan Biezhuang first. Anyway, even if he went to the ruins of the front villa, he couldn't see anything because of poor sightlines.

This back mountain was originally a place for the Duan family to clean up, so they built a small courtyard in the depths for rest.The main courtyard of Qianshan Villa was burned down, and the other courtyard should be well preserved.

Walking along the narrow path all the way to the depths of the back mountain, the two of them saw the other courtyard as expected.

"Ah Heng, you step back. No one has been in this other courtyard for a long time. There is a lot of dust inside. Don't stain your robe." Seeing Lu Heng took two steps back, Duan Feiqing pushed the other courtyard away. courtyard gate.

A bit of cold light came through the air.Duan Feiqing's robe was rolled up, and he fought back fiercely, but he retreated violently and stood in front of Lu Heng.

"oops!"

Lu Heng thought it was those lingering men in black again, with the Gu insects on their bodies ready to go, but he heard a woman's cry of pain coming from the door.

The one who fell inside the gate of the other courtyard was a girl dressed as a servant girl.The girl was mercilessly swept to the ground by Duan Feiqing's palm, clutching her chest and unable to get up for a while.

The origin of this girl is unknown, Lu Heng and the two did not step forward, but secretly took precautions.

At this moment, another scolding came from the courtyard: "Where did the little thief come from, trespassing here and hurting my maidservant, how dare you!"

Following this coquettish shout, the white silk came through the air, and the originally soft white brocade became unbreakable under the infusion of internal force. If an ordinary sharp weapon met this white silk, it would be tightly entangled and unable to break through.

It's a pity that the owner of this white silk met Duan Feiqing.The Shadow Sword was held in his jade-like left hand, a cold light flashed, and the sound of silk splitting sounded, and the long white silk was split in two from the middle.The real face of the assailant behind her was revealed. She was dressed in white and her face was covered with a white veil, so she couldn't see her face clearly.The girl in white's weapon was disabled, but she didn't stop at all, and a dagger appeared in her hand, piercing Duan Feiqing's eyebrows.

On Duan Feiqing's right hand, he put on the silk glove from that day.I saw that he grabbed the pair of Emei thorns in the air lightly, and he held the pair of Emei thorns in his hands. With a shock of power, the girl in white was robbed of her weapon and flew out backwards.

As soon as Duan Feiqing got the short sword, he felt something different.He looked down and found that the appearance of this dagger was exactly the same as that of the Shadow Sword.

The twin swords of light and shadow were tailor-made for Duan Feiqing by his family when he was young.The Flowing Light Sword was commissioned by his grandfather to be made by a famous artist, while the Shadow Sword was a gift from his mother.At that time, Duan Feiqing's mother said that this shadow sword was a weapon she had always used, and it was no longer needed, so she gave it to Duan Feiqing.

The material of the Shadow Sword is very special, Duan Feiqing has never seen a second weapon with the same material as the Shadow Sword.Now the dagger in his hand, although the casting method is not as good as the shadow sword, but the material is exactly the same.

The girl in white also saw the shadow sword in Duan Feiqing's hand, and asked happily, "Are you Duan Feiqing?"

Duan Feiqing glanced at the dagger in his hand and nodded.

"cousin!"

[Congratulations, No. 666, the key person No. [-] has appeared. 】The tone of the little assistant is gloating no matter what you hear.

[Number two? 】Lu Heng didn't react for a while.

[It is the second of the seven Ruhua beauties, Duan Feiqing's cousin and fiancee! 】

【…】

Brother Stallion, the seven beauties who are as beautiful as flowers, when Lu Heng saw the information, he still felt disgusted.But after confirming that Duan Feiqing was Shi Kong, he completely forgot about it.

Now, Ruhua Meijuan is still on stage.Lu Heng's face turned dark.