Sealing Sword

The so-called life and death is naturally not the life and death of the gambler.

After Yingxiu finished speaking, she got up and turned a vase on the wooden shelf next to her.Hearing a soft sound, the seemingly seamless wall opposite Ye Fusheng moved a doorway.

Ying Xiu gathered up his clothes, took out a new candle and lit it, and said with one hand: "The last game can only be played in a different place, please come with my family."

After a pause, she let out a sigh of relief: "If Mr. Lang is timid, you can change the betting method, but this problem... you have to change it too."

Ye Fusheng glanced at her, didn't say much, followed Yingxiu into the secret passage.

The secret path is not very long, but it bends and twists like an intestine, and there are many forks along the way. If you don't pay attention, you will go astray. I don't know if you can turn yourself out alive.

Ye Fusheng followed Yingxiu into one of the corridors, and they reached the end after a while.

At the end is another secret room.

There was a person hanging in the secret room, whose shoulder blades were pierced by iron chains and hung in the air. There were many wounds on his body, and many torture instruments on the wall were also stained with blood.

This person was dying, and there was no vitality on his face, but Ye Fusheng only noticed three things——

One is the Prajna flower tattoo on his chest, the other is the ring scar on his bald head, and the third is the strange wound on his abdomen.

The wound was only about three inches long, and it opened on the left abdomen. It was sutured with gut thread, and the bleeding was barely stopped with medication.

With Ye Fusheng's eyesight, he can see that the knife edge should be made of a relatively delicate sharp weapon, most likely a machete or a hook or other weapon that penetrates the body. The intestines can be hooked out.

A master, a rare master, and even a ruthless master.

"Lang Jun's third question, in fact, I don't know about it." After a pause, the beautiful eyes of the sleeves flowed, "However, there happens to be one person who can solve the confusion for you."

Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Lang Jun looks like an old Jianghu, and he should know the Prajna Flower in Burial Soul Palace." Seeing Ye Fusheng nod his head, Yingxiu smiled softly, "Half a month ago, five sneaky people came to Jialan City, as local snakes, we should pay more attention. We tracked all the way and found that they came here to meet this monk in secret. Unfortunately, before we found out why, these blind things got into trouble... Except for the three people who rushed to Wenchan Mountain before the incident, the remaining two were decapitated, their veins were cut open and the blood was drained, leaving a stinky skin to sink in the river, even if this monk was not for us If you shoot quickly, you won’t be able to keep it.”

Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes: "Who did it?"

"A young woman with a scimitar on her waist and a blue ribbon around her hair. She looks a little foreigner dressed and her identity is unknown. She hasn't shown her face in the Jianghu for at least ten years." After a pause, Yingxiu said again, "We searched and found out that this monk was from Wuxiang Temple. You should be able to get the answer to your son's question... It's a pity that this bald donkey has a very hard mouth and refuses to speak no matter what. limited."

Ye Fusheng said: "In that case, how do you gamble?"

Yingxiu's lips curled up: "In the third round of betting on life and death, you will naturally bet on his life. If you can bring him out alive, you will naturally let you use your means to achieve your goal. Make compensation to the Lord... However, if the Lord loses, this person will die tonight, and you will have to find another way for your last question."

Ye Fusheng glanced at the man, nodded: "Okay."

Before the words fell, Yingxiu turned around.

When she turned around like this, she flicked her hair accordingly, and three small needles as thin as cow hair flew out of it, and went straight to the immobile monk. If Ye Fusheng hadn't had sharp eyes and ears, he might not be able to detect until this man was stabbed in the death spot.

The small needles are extremely thin, and being in the midst of lightning, Ye Fusheng could only tear off his robe, and block the three small needles with a swing, but only heard the sound of breaking wind, a sword pierced through the robe and shot at him To stab.

Either withdraw your hands and move away, or block the sword for the monk.

Of course Ye Fusheng is not interested in defending a monk who is suspected of colluding with the Buried Soul Palace, but with the ready-made clues in front of him, he is not willing to just throw them away.

Peach Blossom's eyes were stained with coldness, Ye Fusheng turned his head, the blade almost brushed his face, at this moment, Ye Fusheng circled around with a blow of "Nianhua", and snatched the weapon from Ying Xiu's hand.

However, at the same time, Ying Xiu supported his shoulder with one hand, turned over with his strength, and stepped on the monk's back.This person was originally suspended by an iron chain, and the pressure immediately caused the chain to rub against his flesh and blood. He was in so much pain that he let out an uncontrollable scream.

Holding her hairpin in her hand, Yingxiu stabbed the monk's temple forcefully!

The tip had pierced the epidermis, and a drop of blood oozed out, sliding down the monk's face along with the sweat.

But it can no longer advance an inch.

Ye Fusheng has turned over, his legs are twisted around another chain on the top wall, his body is hanging upside down, just caught Ying Xiu.

While controlling her right hand holding the hairpin, he strangled her throat.

The murderous aura that had been suppressed before suddenly erupted at this moment, even if Ye Fusheng had no intention of targeting, the evil aura after long-term licking blood and life and death still deterred her.

Yingxiu felt at this moment that if he acted rashly again, his wrist would be broken and his throat would be crushed.

Ye Fusheng smiled softly: "This round, it should be counted as a win."

Yingxiu raised the corners of her mouth: "If the slave family insists on doing something, will your lord kill him?"

"I'm easy to talk to, especially with beautiful women." Ye Fusheng twitched his eyes, "But I don't like people who deliberately break the rules and mess with my affairs. Fortunately, beautiful women are usually very smart and know the current affairs."

Ying Xiu smiled: "Okay, Mr. Lang won, let's go down and talk."

She took the initiative to throw away the hairpin, and Ye Fusheng also let go, and both of them used body skills to fall to the ground.

At this moment, Ying Xiu suddenly bent a finger, and using the momentum of the fall, he slantedly hooked towards the incision on the monk's abdomen from bottom to top. The wound was already terrible, and it was barely possible to get rid of it with gut sutures and good golden sore medicine. After the bleeding stopped, if she slapped it with force, it would burst into pieces immediately, fearing that it would not be able to be rescued again.

Ye Fusheng landed one step faster than her, and it was too late to turn around.

Fortunately, he brought a knife.

With a clang sound, Jing Hong pulled out of the sheath, this saber was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and it also slashed obliquely from bottom to top, without holding back, it cut straight at the finger of Yingxiu.

Her movements are not unpleasant, but Jing Hunchun Ying is faster than her.

Before the finger touched the flesh and blood, the cold blade had already pressed on her finger, the blade cut through the flesh, and the bone was almost visible. If she hadn't stopped in time, the whole finger might have been split in two.

Yingxiu was in extreme pain, but she turned her fingers into palms and slapped heavily on the back of the knife. She turned around and came to Ye Fusheng's side, her left sleeve flew towards him like a blade, even if the latter retreated extremely quickly, she was still caught by the strong wind. Whipped off the mask.

There was blood on the ground, and the face towel fell.

Ying Xiu didn't care about the injured finger, just looked at Ye Fusheng's face, and then at the knife in his hand.

"Jing Hong Lve Ying, it really is... Hurry up." She looked at Ye Fusheng, the corners of her mouth curled up, "After the farewell ten years ago, I thought Jing Hong would be the swan song since then, but I didn't expect to see you again one day."

While speaking, she flicked her fingers, and a finger wind hit the monk's sleeping point, and said: "He won't die for a while, let's talk first."

Ye Fusheng sighed, "What else can we talk about?"

Yingxiu smiled and said, "How about talking about romance and love like ten years ago?"

"Yingxiu, you are no longer the courtesan of Zuichunlou ten years ago, and I am not the Gu Xiao who played with you every time." Ye Fusheng took out a scarf and handed her a handkerchief to wrap her wound. , you took charge of 'Dark Feather' and disappeared into the rivers and lakes, I took 'Lie Ying' and joined the court, and from now on, the well water will not interfere with the river water... Whether it is romantic, right or wrong, we have already talked too much."

When he said those words, Ying Xiu's eyes turned red.

She is very beautiful, even if she is a woman in her 30s, she is still more attractive than many girls in her [-]s and [-]s. Now she has lost her deliberate charm, and the corners of her eyes are stained with tears, which is a more pitiful color than pear blossoms with rain.

The beauty's tears and red makeup should be the man's fault. If it was ten years ago, Gu Xiao would have raised his hand to wipe away her tears, coaxing her softly, no matter whether he was acting or not.

But now Ye Fusheng just stood there, didn't move at all.

Yingxiu's tears did not fall, but she endured them back.

Her voice was a little hoarse: "But you are the successor of Jinghong, whether it is 'Lve Ying' or 'Dark Feather', it should be yours."

Although Jinghong Dao has appeared in every generation, it has never really stopped singing so far.Especially in Gu Zheng's generation, because of dissatisfaction with the tyranny of the previous dynasty, the rebel army rose up. Gu Zheng, who was thoughtful and brilliant, made friends with the great Chu Gaozu who was born in the army.

In the precarious times of the previous dynasty, the beasts were still struggling, and in addition, they were already related to the aliens outside the pass. After the uprising of the rebels, they used their military strength to fight against the corner, and at the same time recruited foreign experts and crooked people from the rivers and lakes to do things like assassination and intelligence. It was impossible to guard against, many rebel generals died in their hands, and even Gaozu escaped several times under the protection of Gu Zheng.

Fortunately, there are heroes in troubled times, not to mention that the rivers and lakes and temples were in chaos at that time.

At that time, Gu Zheng also began to search for capable people who could be used. He carefully selected skills and character, and with the full support of his ancestors, he recruited a group of very considerable forces over the years.Because he sneaked in the dark under the leadership of Gu Zheng, fought secretly with the assassins of the previous dynasty, and his body was like a fluttering catkin, his life was like a flying feather, so he was called "Dark Feather".

A lot of dark feathers were damaged back and forth, and new blood continued to join in the middle. When the former dynasty was finally overthrown and the Great Chu was established, Gaozu proposed to take these people into the royal family as dark guards.

Gu Zheng dared to disregard the differences between Jianghu and temple, but not all the people under him thought so.

After all, Jianghu people were born in Jianghu. Some people, like Gu Zheng, are willing to tie their whole body and blood to the royal boat, just to paddle forward in the stormy waves; Go back to the three mountains and the four seas.

From then on, An Yu was divided into two parts, half of which went back to the rivers and lakes to hide as a way for Gu Zheng to return to the martial arts one day, and the other half was renamed "Lve Ying" and joined the court with him, becoming the sharpest knife of the Great Chu Emperor.

Gradually, Lve Ying became famous all over the world, and An Yu disappeared into the legend.

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Well, to put it bluntly, Mingzhu Gambling House belongs to Anyu's power, and Yingxiu pretended to be the oiran of Zuichunlou ten years ago to help Fusheng, and then retired after being successful.

This time, Fu Sheng sensed something abnormal, so he had to inquire about the news through Mingzhu Gambling Workshop, but he didn't want to recognize An Yu's people.

Yingxiu didn't notice it at first, and he didn't try it until he drew his sword... Well, the two film kings took off their vests.

By the way, Yingxiu does have that kind of meaning for Fusheng, but Fusheng doesn't, and Yingxiu is not a stalking resentful girl and cannon fodder female partner 23333

As for the entanglement between Fu Sheng and An Yu, and why he hasn't used An Yu's power for so long, and why he hides his identity when he comes to the casino, please see the next chapter.