Relief

The arm burned again, and Xie Zhixu remembered that the snake venom planted by Feng Zhichang was still on his body.Cold sweat stuck to the front of his clothes along his back, and he was rolling all over the ground because of the pain, and the venom gathered in his blood and formed needles and pierced his heart.

Suddenly his legs went limp, and he staggered two steps, thinking that if he had known it earlier, he would have found a chance to solve it.

Feng Zhi often sat on a wheelbarrow, watched Xie Zhixu's black air spread over his neck, and slowly fell to the ground, although he was high above, he looked into Xie Zhixu's eyes, but he seemed to be pressed under him, his heart palpitations.He has already noticed that this time it is not so perfunctory.

Tang Yu was waiting outside the house, and when he heard the sound of buckling the table, he immediately opened the door and went in.The room was very quiet, neither the master nor his younger brother spoke, the boy's face was very pale, and his forehead was dripping with sweat.Be trained again, Tang Yu knows it well.

Feng Zhichang's robe was vaguely messy, he smoothed it out carefully, then suddenly he raised his hand and grabbed a teacup and threw it at his junior brother's feet with a clatter.

Tang Yu was taken aback, but Xie Zhixu didn't realize it. He stood there for a while, then backed away, and glanced at Tang Yu as he passed by.Hiding the knife that was too late to take back, it made Tang Yu's back feel chilly, and suddenly realized that this was no longer a stunned young man in Suzhou City.

He stole another glance at Feng Zhichang's expression, and saw his chest rise and fall restrainedly under the toga.

It turned out that it was not about training people and being trained, but a confrontation of equal strength.

The faint crow landed on the corner of the double eaves, the wind fluttered back and forth, and fell down in vain, as if its tongue had been amputated, without making a sound.

The evening clouds between the peaks of Luodai Mountain burned to the tiles of the meeting hall.The evening sun is shining outside the hall, and the lampstand is shining inside the hall.Feng Jing held his back with one hand and twirled his mustache with the other. Tang Haifeng held the lamp for him, illuminating the huge vertical scroll hanging in front of the hall.

The painting took up half of the wall, and the content was unusual.The peaks grow towards the whole picture along the corners lit by candles, the rivers and rivers are raging between the canyons, and the people with their left coats dragging their suitcases are walking through the fallen world.In Central Plains clothing, the collar opens to the right, and only the frontier tribes often wear the left lapel.The old and the weak, women and children joined hands in the rear, and the young and middle-aged people rolled up their trouser legs and soaked in the river. They broke bamboo as a cage and filled with stones, tired and stagnant, and built a bridge across the natural moat.

Tang Haifeng looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see why, so he flattered: "This painting has a magnificent scene and delicate characters. It must be the work of a famous artist. The leader has a good eye!"

Feng Jing smiled half-smile, half-sarcastically, his eyes fixed on the painting without moving: "This is not my painting."

But his expression was also appreciative, Tang Haifeng guessed that he was right, and asked again: "Ah? Could this be Zhu Dexiang's painting? What is the content of his painting?"

Feng Jing didn't mind wasting more words, and said: "Huangrenling is able to stand on its own among various martial arts sects, relying on the geographical advantage of being close to iron mines. They originally made weapons, but they rarely have magic weapons. The list of magic weapons is in Zhu De. Xiang was established after he was promoted to the head, thanks to Zhu Dexiang's good craftsmanship, this generation of Huangrenling has become famous."

Now mentioning Huangrenling, it is said that it is the storehouse of the world's magic weapons. It is said that when the sword comes out of Huangrenling, it will show three points of blood.When the disciples first entered the rivers and lakes, they were all proud of being able to get the Huangrenling weapons presented by their elders.This reputation was actually created by Zhu Dexiang.

"In the Yanyuan Basin in the southwest of Bashu, the terrain is naturally dangerous and isolated from the world. There is a Zo people tribe who is good at building and has exquisite craftsmanship. When it was most prosperous, the weapons made by the Zo people were all on the battlefield. Disappeared," Feng Jing pondered, "There are indeed rumors that Zhu Dexiang studied art in the Bashu area in his early years, and he hung the portraits of the Ruoren tribe here, what is his intention..."

This was not a question, but a soliloquy, so Tang Haifeng didn't dare to take it up on his own, and respectfully offered the candle.The halo hit the scroll, and the indigo dye bloomed a layer of different colors.Feng Jing's expression changed, and he pointed to the edge of the scroll and asked, "Who has touched this painting today?"

Tang Haifeng was taken aback: "Huh?"

The guard standing outside the door replied: "Commander, no one has been to the meeting hall."

"Impossible!" Feng Jing snapped, "The position of this painting has been moved!"

Tang Haifeng was horrified. Although he didn't see any subtle changes in the position, he followed Feng Jing into the secret room behind the painting.It is a small matter to be passive in the painting, but it may be a major matter if someone sneaks into the secret room.

"Who is it!" Feng Jing said angrily, "Who entered the meeting hall without permission!"

Tang Haifeng immediately thought of the arrogant female disciple during the day: "Commander, could it be that Shu Yinzhi? Shi Renyu Guang called his disciples back to the mountain because he wanted to coerce you. They won't give up if they can't find Zhu Dexiang. I suspect that you hid him." His thoughts turned, and he thought of the strategy of killing two birds with one stone, and said to Feng Jing: "Among the people brought back by Shi Renyu, there are people who his subordinates have dealt with before, and the wheelchair-bound one is called Feng Zhichang, There is a man named Xie Zhixu who is following him, these two people have disrupted the prime minister's layout in Suzhou, I think they have no good intentions when they came to Huangrenling at this juncture."

Feng Jing asked suspiciously: "Surname Xie?"

Tang Haifeng didn't know what happened to his surname Xie. He stole chickens in Suzhou and was hunted down by Liang's family. He fled all the way to Jizhou.The dagger he was carrying was found to be a blood abacus in Jizhou, and he was taken back to Qingyuan Town as a disciple of Huangrenling. He thought that he hugged Feng Jing's thigh and hid in Huangrenling to avoid the Liang family's death. .Unexpectedly, the enemy's road was narrow, and he was told to meet Feng Zhichang. If he fell into his own territory and couldn't kill anyone, Tang Haifeng's head would collapse in vain!

"The surname is Xie," Tang Haifeng said. "The other surname is Feng. He is especially scheming. He allowed them to mix with his disciples, and his subordinates are deeply disturbed for the commander-in-chief."

Feng Jing looked at him.

Tang Haifeng understood immediately, and suppressing the excitement and trembling that was about to burst out, he knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate must live up to his trust!" To the fishy smell that will be stained.

Wu Li couldn't understand at all, when did Xie Zhixu start to be so clingy, it was clear that the two of them were brothers who had been together seriously for two years.

"Stop spinning, you're making me dizzy," Wu Li said angrily, "He's just going out for a walk on the mountain road with someone, how can you tie a chain to lock him up in the room and not let him go out!"

Before a cup of tea, Xiang Heng just pushed Feng Zhichang away from Xie Zhixu.

Xie Zhixu hugged his chest with one hand and touched his chin with the other, walking up and down in Lu Hui's small courtyard, his teeth were grinding and rattling, and he turned to Wu Li with a very serious expression.

Yue Guanshan looked at him for a while, and said to Wu Li: "You have explained it in too much detail, he is tempted."

Yueguan Mountain is also restless, Lu Hui and Shi Renyu haven't discussed a countermeasure yet, telling them to stand still, trapped in the yard all day, he is going to be moldy.

"Let's go out for a walk too. The Pheasant Crown Peak you mentioned sounds very steep and worth climbing!" Yueguan Mountain said enthusiastically.

Wu Li poured cold water on him: "As long as you leave this courtyard, there will be patrolling guards with real knives and guns asking you to go back to your residence so that you don't go out if you have nothing to do."

Yue Guanshan said: "How can the bird feathers dangle outside without being chased away?"

Thanks to Zhixu for the good start, they now call Xiang Heng that bird feather.

Wu Li also said: "Yes, why?"

The three looked at each other, relatively confused.

At this time, the courtyard door opened, and Tang Yu's burly body squeezed in through the flower fence, and there was no one else behind him.

"Why are you back?" Xie Zhixu asked, "Where's the second brother?"

Tang Yu rubbed his head: "The elders and colleagues are walking around on the mountain, don't be followed."

Xie Zhixu's face changed suddenly: "He told you to come back without following you?!"

Tang Yu remained silent, apparently not realizing what was wrong.The gusty wind in the mountains blows off the rhododendrons on the branches of the bushes, and the silk flowers fall into the mud, stained with scattered stains.

Lu Hui and Shi Renyu had wasted too much time in the sect before they realized that maybe Xiao Yunwei was right, Zhu Dexiang was no longer in the sect.

However, after leaving the gatekeeper Wei Lao has an extra team of soldiers, guarding the mountain gate and only going in and out.

Earlier, the villagers of Qingyuan Town went up to the mountain to ask for a solution to the water source problem, and the disciples were still able to come and go freely, but now they are trying to close the mountain.

Lu Hui felt more and more uneasy.The arrow is on the string, and there is only one chance to send the string.He hid his anxious emotions and returned to the hospital. The long-awaited guests told him new news——

"Mr. Feng is missing?"

Lu Huiru was hit head-on, and her thoughts, which had always been tricky, were stuck.

Xie Zhixu was very calm at this time: "To be precise, he was taken away by the bird feather, and he hasn't returned yet."

It was getting late, and the curfew was stricter than that of not being allowed to go out during the day.If you haven't come back now, it basically means that you have disappeared.

Lu Hui didn't realize it all at once: "Who is the bird feather?"

Xie Zhixu politely said: "Oh, it's Xiang Heng."

Lu Hui: "..."

"You have to find a way to get my junior brother to meet Xiang Heng, otherwise he will tear down your yard in a hurry." Wu Li suggested sincerely.

Lu Hui hung up his disciple's badge, avoided the patrol guards and knocked on Xiang Heng's room at the last moment before the curfew, and brought him back by force by the collar at the back of his neck.When Shu Yinzhi got the news, she led her tenants over the courtyard wall, and set up a three-court interrogation posture. Xiaoyun Twelve Guards and Xiang Heng had old grievances, and surrounded them like wolves and tigers.Xie Zhixu was unarmed, but the gaze he stared at Xiang Heng was the sharpest sword, pressing on his throat to ask him to explain where he took him.

A drop of cold sweat was hidden on Xiang Heng's temples, but his face was still relaxed and fearless: "What are you talking about, Mr. Feng and I traveled together, and after the end, he naturally returned to Brother Lv Er's yard, how could he ask for someone from me? "

Feng Zhichang is gone, but Xiang Heng is still there.Just relying on this little item can't get rid of the relationship.But he refused to admit it, and Tang Yu left halfway. No one knew what happened between them.

Yanmen jumped up, put his knees on Xiang Heng's shoulders and knelt down on the ground, and pointed the machete between Xiang Heng's eyes: "Boss, this man is insidious and cunning and loves to play with flower guns, let me remove his eyeballs first." ! See if he confesses or not!"

The scar at the corner of Yanmen's eye is still vivid, he is not bluffing.

You can't let the junior fellow of the same sect have an accident in your own yard.Shu Yinzhi glanced at Lu Hui, but saw that he did not stop him.Yueguanshan and Jing Busheng didn't make a sound either.

Just as Yanmen was about to strike, someone knocked on the gate of Lu Hui's courtyard.To be precise, it's not knocking, it's bumping.A group of tall figures emerged from the fence, and they have been seen everywhere in the mountains recently.

"Private fights are prohibited," said the guard, "illegal gatherings are prohibited."

Across the fence, which was no higher than chest height, the two groups faced each other without giving an inch.

"I see." Lu Hui got what he wanted - he knew the reason why Xiang Heng was able to freely enter and leave the sect.

Under the blade of the scimitar that shattered iron like mud, Xiang Heng showed a reckless smile.