farce a ups and downs

When Shen Feiyu woke up, she just heard Yang Xian saying: "...If it wasn't for saving me, he wouldn't have gotten into the water, and then he was hit by falling rocks, and he gave me his clothes after he got up,...it's all my fault , I shouldn’t have insisted on going my own way back then, even though I haven’t had time to do anything yet.”

After Yang Xian finished speaking, Shen Mingyu took the words and sneered: "Isn't Miss Yang a master of martial arts? How could she be so careless?"

"Although I can't beat that person, I can still beat you."

"What are you doing? Don't mess around!"

"Goo———"

Yang Xian clutched her belly, her face turned pale: "No, I'm so hungry that I don't have the strength to do it. Which one of you brought food, have pity on me."

Shen Mingyu was about to taunt who would bring food when she saw Yan Linsheng take out a bag of meat buns from his arms.

Shen Mingyu: "..."

Yang Xian called out to the good man: "From now on, you will be my Yang family's benefactor!"

Ren Sheng leaned over and asked, "Second senior brother, why are you carrying meat buns with you?"

Yan Linsheng was helpless: "I brought breakfast for Xiaoli'er, if I don't go back, she might be worried."

It's been an unknown amount of time since they came down, Yang Xian stopped after eating a bun: "Save it for Feiyu."

Shen Feiyu was still in the dazed stage of just waking up. When she heard her name, her mind turned a corner. Before she could react, she felt a chill on her shoulders, and her mind suddenly became clear.

Looking down, it turned out that the master had unbuttoned his clothes and was giving him medicine.

Luo Wenchu ​​glanced at him sullenly: "Why didn't I say that when I hugged you just now?"

At that time, he only regarded the stiffness of the opponent's body as being soaked in cold water too much, but he didn't think it was touching his wound.

Just listening to Yang Xian's narration, I can understand how difficult the journey of the three of them was. They were trapped underground for several hours, and then they were washed away by the underground river, and they were also hit by falling rocks. They even dispersed once.

"I don't want Master to worry." Shen Feiyu lay down obediently, motionless.Linghu lay on his chest, his furry body was soft and warm, Shen Feiyu squinted her eyes, feeling sleepy again.

Luo Wenchu ​​took the good medicine, and seeing the little apprentice enjoying his face, he couldn't hold back and poked him lightly on the shoulder, as expected, he heard the other party's gasp, Luo Wenchu ​​had a sneer on his mouth, but his movements were gentle Shao: "So I won't worry?"

Shen Feiyu didn't speak, just looked at him so quietly.

After a while, Luo Wenchu ​​was defeated and rubbed his head, "Let's rest for a while, and get ready to go out."

Shen Feiyu stood up, and Linghu slid from his chest to his lap. Shen Feiyu hugged Linghu, "No, it's better to leave here early."

Luo Wenchu ​​thought for a moment, then nodded: "Alright."

After eating the buns handed over by Yang Xian, Shen Feiyu regained some energy, and her light-headed symptoms improved a lot. The group walked back in the direction they came, with Yan Linsheng and Ren Sheng leading the way, Luo Wenchu ​​and Shen Feiyu at the rear.

I don't know how long I walked, and solved several traps during the period. Although no one was seriously injured, it greatly consumed everyone's physical strength. After breaking through the last round of traps, my eyes suddenly opened up.

This place is very similar to the place where Yang Xian was trapped in the first place. There are stone walls all around. Except for the entrance where everyone came, the stone wall is smooth and clean. At a glance, there is no stone gate or other openings.

Luo Wenchu ​​looked around: "Let's rest here for a while."

Hearing this, the others were more or less relieved, even Shen Mingyu, who had always been picky, found a place to sit down and adjust his breath at random. As soon as he sat down, he saw his elder brother walking to the middle, looking up at the top of his head.

Shen Mingyu involuntarily followed the other person's gaze upwards, and with the dim light of the torch, she could barely see the scene above, and then her pupils shrank sharply, "This is..."

His exclamation attracted other people's puzzled eyes, and when they looked up, they immediately froze in place like him.

The top of the head is not as empty as everyone imagined. Instead, it is covered with iron chains, criss-crossing, and a picture scroll of iron locks is intertwined in front of everyone's eyes. One of the iron locks is connected to a set of pulleys. The wooden chair was hanging, and now, the wooden chair is slowly falling.

"Are we saved?" Yang Xian couldn't be blamed for guessing like this, everything in front of him was tailor-made for their escape, as long as they stood on the wooden chair and used the roller skating set, they could go up.

But hopes were quickly dashed.

When the wooden chair falls halfway, it stops falling.

Yang Xian walked to Shen Feiyu's side, and before she could speak, the sound of gears turning clicked from the bottom of her feet, and at the same time, the wooden chair began to rise.

Shen Feiyu's expression froze, and she led Yang Xian to the side. The sound of gears turning became more and more obvious. The wooden chair started to fall half way up, and finally fell slowly in front of everyone.

The smile on Yang Xian's face disappeared, and she glanced at the others cautiously: "It's not what I think, is it?"

Shen Mingyu came from the dark, "It's just what you think."

Yang Xian's face suddenly turned pale. She saw the scene just now. If the wooden chair is the hope of escape, then one or more people must be left behind to make the wooden chair rise.

"Master."

Shen Feiyu walked to Luo Wenchu's side, needless to say the rest, Luo Wenchu ​​understood: "I'll go up and have a look."

As the voice fell, Luo Wenchu ​​tapped his toes, and his whole body turned into a light swallow, flew into the air, borrowed strength from the stone wall, kicked and stepped, and came to the vertical and horizontal iron locks in an instant, but within a few breaths, both feet Stepping on the solid ground again, facing everyone's expectant eyes, he shook his head after a slight pause.

Even after reaching the height just now, he couldn't see the exit, or the apex.

This also means that it is impossible to fly people up one by one with his lightness skills. What's more, he is a human being, and there will always be times when he is exhausted. It is better to save his strength to deal with other emergencies.

"So, who will stay?" Shen Mingyu folded his arms, and as soon as the words came out, the atmosphere underground became dull at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He Zhixiao frowned: "Will there be another exit..."

"Master, there is no time," Ren Sheng shook his head and said, "Conservatively, the unitary hour has passed, if you can't go out before tomorrow morning, then the younger brother will not be able to catch up with tomorrow's meeting."

Even if there are rumors about Shen Minglang, tomorrow's sword-questioning conference will be held as usual if no surprises are expected.

After he reminded, He Zhixiao realized that he had spent a day and a night underground. If he couldn't show up at the specified time, then Li Changqing would be automatically judged to have won.

Only four of Ling Jue's disciples remained after three rounds, and one of them was Shen Feiyu. Even if he didn't have any hope for the competition between Shen Feiyu and Li Changqing, it didn't mean that he would voluntarily give up the promotion spot to Li Changqing. To judge others by himself, Shen Feiyu would probably not allow himself to lose his qualifications by doing nothing.

Ren Sheng's conservative estimate is only a rough estimate. In fact, the time outside is probably late at night. Not only must he escape here before dawn, but he must also have a proper rest. The number of places makes no difference.

"I'll stay."

Ignoring the eyes focused on him, He Zhixiao said nonchalantly: "There is a brother in the sect, I don't need to worry, you just come down and look for me then."

The moment the voice fell, it seemed that even the air condensed.

After a while, Yang Xian said, "Let me stay. You are all from the same sect, how can you fall here alone? Yan Linsheng has a younger sister waiting for him. As for Shen Mingyu, he is not the kind of person who sacrifices himself for others."

Shen Mingyu was about to ridicule when she suddenly heard an angry shout.

"no!"

Everyone followed the sound, and it turned out to be Shen Feiyu. The young man was thin and thin, but he seemed to have an unyielding will that no one could defeat. .”

He Zhixiao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Oh?"

Just when he was about to use the posture of an elder to overwhelm others, Shen Feiyu pointed to the top of his head and said succinctly, "Falling rocks."

When Luo Wenchu ​​went up just now, in addition to checking the exit, he also had a panoramic view of all kinds of dangers above. If someone was really left behind, the fate could be predicted.

He Zhixiao recalled that when the underground river was rushing towards him, the rock wall on the top was accompanied by falling rocks. If he was accidentally hit, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

When he was at a loss, Shen Feiyu said slowly: "Master and I stay, you go up first."

He Zhixiao drank in a low voice: "Nonsense! Anyone can stay, but you can't."

Luo Wenchu: "I think what Feiyu said is feasible."

The weight of one person is not enough to activate the mechanism and lift the wooden chair into the air. Two adult men may be enough, and if he stays, the lives of him and the young disciple can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.When the others were out of trouble, he would lightly bring them up to join the others.

He Zhixiao glared at him: "You just let him mess around?"

Luo Wenchu ​​told him what he thought, and He Zhixiao was silent for a while after listening, his brows still furrowed.

"There is no better way right now." Ren Sheng said, walking to the wooden chair first.

"Two people can go up at a time." He raised his head and asked, "Who will go first?"

After going up, I don't know what dangers I will encounter, and it may not be a good thing to lead the battle.

Yan Linsheng took a step forward: "I'll go first."

No one objected.

Yan Linsheng and Ren Sheng sat on the wooden chair together, Shen Feiyu handed the Linghu into Yan Linsheng's hands, and walked to the center with Luo Wenchu. With a click, the mechanism started and the wooden chair slowly rose.

At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down by an invisible hand. Every time the iron lock was lifted and dropped, it was extremely slow, and the rattling tormented everyone's hearts.

The wooden chair went up to the place where Luo Wenchu ​​had ascended with Qinggong just now, and continued to rise without stopping. After half a quarter of an hour, it completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

Suddenly, the chain stopped.

At the same time, Yan Linsheng's voice came from above: "There is a cave here—"

The voice lingered and resounded, and the people below looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming that there was no danger at the top, the rest of the people sat on the wooden chairs one by one. When it was Shen Mingyu's turn, the young man reluctantly stayed by his elder brother's side, and Yang Xian kicked him onto the wooden chair as soon as he opened his mouth.

"what are you doing!"

Yang Xian rolled his eyes at him: "It's a waste of time."

Shen Mingyu was about to explode, Shen Feiyu took the first step to comfort him, "Mingyu, go up and wait for me."

Shen Mingyu remained silent, and waited for the wooden chair to rise before pulling the handles and looking down. The two white figures below became smaller and smaller until they were completely invisible.

There seems to be no end above, Shen Mingyu looked around boredly, suddenly heard a muffled sound, he turned his head quickly, "Did you hear that?"

"No..." Before Yang Xian finished speaking, the muffled sound suddenly became louder, and even the entire underground space roared like it was overwhelmed. Yang Xian's face changed drastically, "No, it's a falling rock."

Countless huge stones fell rapidly from above, and the two of them didn't even have time to see the number clearly. There was the sound of air flowing rapidly in their ears. With a pale face, Yang Xian grabbed Shen Mingyu's sleeves involuntarily, "What should I do? This What can I do?"

"You ask me how I know!?"

As soon as the words were finished, a huge shadow was shrouded above the heads of the two of them. Shen Mingyu looked up and stopped speaking instantly.

At the critical moment, a whip came and entangled the iron lock on which the wooden chair was hung, dragging the wooden chair and the two of them into the broken cave on the stone wall.

Just as the two rushed into the entrance of the cave, the whip was released, and the wooden chair swayed back due to inertia.

boom--

brush--

The two voices sounded indiscriminately, and the chaotic airflow generated by the falling boulder knocked away their clothes and long hair.

"!!!" Shen Mingyu turned her head, lying on the edge of the cave, and shouted hoarsely: "Brother——!!!!"

He Zhixiao withdrew his whip and shook his hands. Even with the help of Yan Linsheng and Ren Sheng just now, the huge pulling force almost hurt his wrist. When he turned his head, he heard the cry that was comparable to a ghost, and hissed lightly: "Ghost!" What's your name, your brother is fine."

As soon as He Zhi Xiao finished speaking, Shen Mingyu saw a white shadow flying up from below. The speed of the falling rock was already very fast, but compared with the speed of that shadow, it was completely different. The sound of that white shadow passing by Shen Mingyu After judging their location, they rushed towards this side in one go. During the process, they avoided falling rocks no less than five times, which was quite easy.

Shen Mingyu: "..."

After Ping An joined the crowd, Shen Feiyu broke away from Luo Wenchu's arms, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave quickly."

Ren Sheng lit the torch and led the way: "This way."

He and Yan Linsheng came up first, and had already checked the surrounding situation, "I still don't know where it will lead up, but when I saw a hole here, I decided to hide in."

Facts proved that his judgment was extremely correct. If the wooden chair was allowed to rise to the top, maybe it would not be Shen Mingyu's turn to sit on the wooden chair, and the falling rocks would roll down.

"Responsiveness, decisiveness when things happen,... you guys are doing a good job."

After listening to Master's comments, Ren Sheng smiled, and his voice was much softer: "Over the years, Ren Si and I have narrowly escaped death several times. When making a decision, I didn't know whether the decision was correct, but the final result proved that the previous choice correct."

Ren Sheng's judgment has been honed from countless times of crisis, and he has almost made no mistakes.

Luo Wenchu ​​nodded slightly, this apprentice never needed him to worry.

A few people walked forward for a while, and suddenly there was a faint light.

As night fell, Liuzhou City, which was supposed to be silent, was bubbling everywhere like a pot of boiling water.

Tea houses and restaurants are brightly lit.

"Have you heard that the owner of Shen Zhuang had already married someone before he entered the family? If a married man entered Shen Zhuang, if the old owner of Shen knew about it, he would definitely not have married his daughter to him back then."

"If you want me to say, if Old Master Shen Quanxia knew, he would definitely overturn the coffin board, get up and beat him up."

"Hey, speaking of it this way, Mr. Shen, isn't he an illegitimate child?"

"Damn, it's all about Mr. Shen's fault. Mr. Shen is the biggest victim in this matter."

"Brother, how do you say this?"

"I said this quietly, come," the drinker called everyone mysteriously, "I have relatives who work in Shen Zhuang, and I usually hear from the servants inside that Shen Zhuang only recognizes Shen Mingyu as a young master. He was bullied and grew up, and Madam Shen hated him even more, but it was normal, who would be happy to see her husband and his original spouse's children? Therefore, the situation of Mr. Shen was even more difficult. , I have no status in the village, and I can't support my son, so I can only be bullied."

"When you put it this way, it seems to be that, I have heard that the sons of the noble families in the city have always only invited Shen Mingyu and never interacted with Mr. Shen. I used to think that Mr. Shen had a noble nature and disdain to be a dandy. , I didn't expect..."

Sitting at the table next to them was a young man with sharp eyebrows. From the beginning to the end, his expression was the same as usual.When the flagon bottomed out, the young man got up to pay the bill. Because he was stuttering, he didn't speak at all, and dropped a piece of silver that hastily melted into the night.

Passing by the entrance of Feiyu Inn, you can still see a few disciples of Lingjue Sect pacing restlessly. Since this morning, almost all disciples of Lingjue Sect have been exuding a deep anxiety, but this has nothing to do with him, young man After glancing at it, he turned and walked into the inn rented by the Little Kunlun faction.

Chu Xijun was the only one in the lobby on the first floor.

Chu Xijun was drinking, when he saw Li Changqing approaching, he raised his hand to beckon: "Changqing, come here."

Li Changqing walked over, took off the long sword and put it on the table, sat down and straightened his back, "Master, master, why are you looking for me?"

Whether it's talent or appearance, there are only a few who can stand out from him in the world, but a good card is rotten in his stuttering, Chu Xijun's chest is oppressed, and he thinks he is his apprentice after all, and he doesn't show his dislike.

"Changqing, you know some of the rumors today, right?"

Li Changqing nodded, and said again: "It has nothing to do with me."

He never pays attention to such nonsense.

Chu Xijun played with the wine glass, with an intriguing expression: "Because of the struggle 20 years ago, there was no more Kunlun faction in the world, so the small Kunlun faction was established. But success is a small Kunlun, and destruction is a small Kunlun. The word 'small' is used all the time. Not to warn the world that Little Kunlun is unorthodox.”

Following his words, a crack appeared on the wine glass due to the internal force.

"I often think, how can I remove the word 'small', Changqing, what do you think?"

Li Changqing said calmly: "Master, you are drunk."

"Even you think I'm whimsical?" Chu Xijun murmured, the scene when he went to find Xie Weihe in the afternoon involuntarily appeared in his mind——

Xie Weihe is old, but he still controls the big Xiehua Palace. Even if there is a stain, he can quickly wipe it away with other events, so that the stain gradually fades from the eyes of the world. I have to say that Chu Xijun admires this skill very much. , And therefore, at the moment when the idea first appeared, he couldn't hold back, and went to Xie Weihe.

Before Chu Xijun opened his mouth, Xie Weihe seemed to understand his purpose, and heaved a long sigh: "Master Chu, you are the third person who came to see the old man today. Some words have been repeated twice, and the old man doesn't mind repeating." The third time—Master Chu, you are smart and ambitious, but can your intelligence and ambition be worth this opportunity?"

Chu Xijun seemed to be hit by someone, his face was on fire, his heart was scratched like a cat, embarrassment and embarrassment came together, and sarcasm was unconsciously mixed in his voice, "Since Palace Master Xie said so, it means that he has also received the news gone?"

At the end of the sword-questioning meeting yesterday, Mr. Chu Xi received a mysterious letter saying that Shen Minglang's character was corrupt and that he was no longer stable as the owner of Shenzhuang. Holding the right to hold the sword-questioning conference should not be a means for the Shen family to make money. The world has been peaceful for too long, and it's time to make waves.

Regardless of what happened before, the right to host the sword-questioning conference!

Thinking of this alone, Mr. Chu Xi's breath became hot. It was a prosperous age of martial arts. How many famous battles of heroes came from the sword-questioning conference. Money, everything is at your fingertips.

Such a letter, since there is one, there will be a second and a third, Mr. Chuxi does not believe that Xie Weihe did not receive it, in fact, Xie Weihe may be the first person to receive the news, after all, when it comes to ambition and money, it is up to Xie. It is perfect for Huagong to hold the conference.

Thinking of this, Chu Xijun's eyes turned cold: "Could it be that Palace Master Xie intends to monopolize him?"

Xie Weihe shook his head, his calculating and shrewd eyes were only dim now: "Master Chu, you came to cooperate with me because you don't want to fight with me, and you want to push the rumors and win the battle together." Got the right to hold the conference, head Chu, what the old man said, right?"

"Since the words have been clarified, Palace Master Xie might as well just say, the news circulating in the streets and alleys this morning, isn't your old man's handwriting among them?"

"Then have you ever thought that the beginning of the rumors is the beginning of the battle. How many people can control it from getting into the center of the battle? Even if it is not for the right to host, stepping on Shenzhuang at this time will also To have the pleasure of beating a dog in the water, not to mention that some people will take advantage of this opportunity to step on the low and praise the high, and use the name of Shen Minglang's corruption to publicize his noble character."

"How could it be?" Chu Xijun was stunned, "If someone does this, wouldn't everyone know who is behind the rumors? What good will it do him?"

Xie Weihe's eyes suddenly shot a sharp light: "You don't know it, don't your competitors know it too?"

Chu Xijun didn't think from this aspect, or he subconsciously avoided this direction of thinking, but he had to admit that Xie Weihe was right.

It is true that he will not use this trip to trample on the low and praise the high, but there is no guarantee that his competitors will not. If there is an enemy, it is more likely to push him and the Little Kunlun faction to the peak of public opinion.

You are fine, I am fine.

Fishing in troubled waters is nothing more than this.

Chu Xijun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He needed to rethink the motive of the sender. However, after a whole morning of fermentation, the rumors were pervasive. Almost everyone knew about Shen Minglang. Anyone with a background had the right to hold the conference. Under such circumstances, people's desires are infinitely magnified, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not do anything immoral.

For example, he once had the idea to push behind the rumors, and then planted the blame on the Devil's leader.

But after hearing Xie Weihe's words, he was shaken again, because he was not sure if the other party was pulling up the scene to make him dispel the idea of ​​fighting. .

When leaving from Xie Weihe, Chu Xijun was in a trance.

At this time, looking at Li Changqing with a stern expression, Mr. Chu Xi sighed for a long time, and said after a long time: "Shen Zhuang sent someone to send the news, and he has already found another venue. You can compete tomorrow as usual, although you will face each other tomorrow. It's the young master Shenzhuang, but don't have a psychological burden." Li Changqing's face remained normal, and Chu Xijun knew that the last sentence was purely worrying.

After thinking for a while, Chu Xijun said seriously: "Then Shen Feiyu's swordsmanship is a bit like my Kunlun swordsmanship, you have to be careful."

Yesterday, Fu Hua Shou was defeated by that treacherous and changeable sword technique.

Recalling Shen Feiyu's swordsmanship that was very similar to his late master, Mr. Chu Xi had a headache, "He must have obtained a complete set of swordsmanship from somewhere, and he used it openly. It's really—a robber's behavior! "