Rudong lunatic

Rudong lunatic

Author: Mr. Antiquities

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"Chinging to the heart of grievances and hatred, there may not be many heroes in the world."

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Okay, this is the inspiration for the martial arts short story I mentioned when I coded "Snake Bone".

Yes, I'm here to pay off the debt...

The official excavation on 4.2 is expected to be completed soon.

um and...

This article is written for friends who are not afraid of be, so please be sure to choose the right appetite before jumping into the pit!

Don't get it wrong and then turn around and feed me the blade, hold back like this!After all, I love you =3=

Content tags: grievances, grievances, love and hatred

Search keywords: Protagonist: "Sha Shura", "Sanqing Miaoyin", Su Rusheng┃Supporting role: a group of people in Xiaolang...┃Others:

Chapter 1

The moon is bright tonight.

In the distance, on a lonely path, I met a horse-leader.

Wearing a bamboo hat, coarse gray clothes, and a blunt black knife without a sheath hanging from his waist, it looks like scrap iron at first glance, but after a closer look, it should be extraordinary.

But seeing the blade turn slightly under the moonlight, the edge seems to be able to swallow cold flames and shine bright blue.The handle is also engraved with tortoise script and seal symbols. Although it is simple and rough, it has a natural vigor and dominance.

But different from this saber intent, the tall man carrying the saber walks very slack, not to mention domineering, he doesn't even have the air of a hero.

Seeing that the moon is now in the climax of the sky, he still walks leisurely.It's not like a wanderer in the rivers and lakes, desperate to find a restaurant where he can rest and recuperate.

After passing under a tree, there was a sound of "bang", and a wet pine cone fell down.

I'm afraid that there is too much night dew, no matter how bad it is, it will be completely damp before the rain the night before has slowed down.

The gray-clothed man didn't dodge, and in the blink of an eye, he brushed against the pine cone, without touching it at all.

The wet pine cones could not even make a crisp sound when they fell on the ground, and they blended silently into the same damp mud.

It was so silent, it really made people think that it was just a dream and a mirage.

"Puff puff puff" is the sound of three consecutive pine cones breaking the wind.

This time it was even more coincidental, with a full purpose, it came directly to the front door from up and down.

The middle-aged man in coarse gray clothes had no choice but to lift his leg to the side, and stepped on it out of place, almost sinking half of his leg into the mud, then bent down, and then gave way to it again.

He thought to himself, no wonder there was no sound just now, it's not that the person who shot the fruit is so powerful, it's just that it took advantage of the terrain.

He wondered again, could it be that the rumors outside the Great Wall were not strong enough, and instead attracted more Jianghu people to come here to stir up trouble?

Gently pulling this leg out of the mud, he turned around slowly, looked directly at the towering ancient tree beside him, and after a few glances, he was surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm:

"Little brother, it's dark and windy at night, and it's not good to be in the tide tree in the old nest. Don't dare to live in the night dew with your youth as your capital. The sins committed when you were young, this will sooner or later be called "fortune" to pay back. "

There was a wild, drunken laugh from the tree, and there was a clatter of branches, and a young man in a black robe and black robe shook down.

Tall and slender, with a face like a crown of jade, but his eyes are as cold as a cold pool, and even when he is drunk and laughing, he can be seen as cold and stern.

The faintly visible embroidered dark gold lining on the cuffs made it even more obvious that this person was full of madness, without any concealment.

He took two steps forward, holding a flagon tightly with his left hand.

These two steps are crooked, really out of place.With his sloppy footsteps and drunken appearance, it is impossible to tell that he is a martial arts practitioner, let alone connect him with someone of a certain status.

He staggered back and forth, but finally stood still in front of the gray-clothed man, raised half of his eyebrows, looked the man up and down a few times, and then said with a big tongue, "You... your knife Not bad."

"That's right." The man in gray responded with a good temper.

"Tonight... the moonlight is perfect tonight."

The man in gray looked up at the bleak night scene where the moon was covered by dark clouds, and even a few stars could hardly be seen. After thinking about it, he still catered to him and said, "It's just right."

"Your horse... is not bad."

"Little brother, the one I'm leading is actually a donkey."

As he said that, the man in gray began to untie the blunt knife at his waist automatically, and put it together with the rope leading the donkey in front of the young man in fine clothes.

Then he turned around and walked deep into the forest alone.

In the middle of the night, the field was foggy, and the drunk young man just blinked his eyes slightly, trying to blink away the thin dew on his eyelashes, so that he could see him more clearly.

But in such a situation, this person disappeared without a trace.

He belched again slowly, and continued to stare at the blunt jet-black knife for a while, before bending down.

In this life, there are not many things that he can personally bend down to pick up...

This man is also interesting.

It's just that although I bent down, my stomach suddenly turned upside down.

The first one has not yet been secured, and the second one has not been secured halfway, but it fell to the ground again.

His brows furrowed impatiently, his throat choked a few times, he stared at the objects on the ground seriously, and then finally shot for the third time——

One action will be accomplished, he firmly grasped the broken knife, and didn't bother to keep the donkey for him, so he wobbled back on his own.

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Three days later, there was a small disturbance in Saibei.

The feared "Sha Shura" in the arena has recently reappeared.

——It's just that the authenticity of this gossip is hard to confirm for a while.

After all, those who have been in the rivers and lakes have witnessed with their own eyes that "Sha Shura" was killed in a close confrontation more than ten years ago.

It was a coincidence that his best friend was named "Cheng Xu", who was originally an undisciplined Jianghu, code-named "Sanqing Miaoyin", and was later taken away by the "Shendu" organization specially set up by the imperial court to recruit Jianghu people. Even if he eats the salary of the imperial court, he becomes a running dog of the imperial court.

The reason for this is not humane.

But since then, Cheng Xu's reputation in the arena has basically gone bad.

To put it bluntly, the rivers and lakes are a big dyeing vat, which can dye all living beings who have come into the world into red oranges and willow greens, and then throw them back into the not so clean world.

So this bustling place is even more noisy, and this filthy place is even more filthy.

It is luck to be able to enter the coffin with a good reputation for a lifetime.

The degree of conscientiousness is no less than that of the ministers who are timid in the court.

No less than the emperor sitting on the throne, every move is watched.

It's a success in one fell swoop.

If you lose in one fell swoop, it will be the spit of the ages.

It cannot be argued, it cannot be refuted.

The black and white paper in the history, the only book that dared to criticize the emperor's order, rolled up is nothing more than the thickness of a fist, but it is more speechless than a punch, and it is hard to say.

Wind reviews have always been like this, and they are the easiest to hurt people invisible.

Fortunately, Cheng Xu doesn't seem to be a person who particularly cares about reputation.

This matter can be seen from the fact that he was ordered to kill his best friend from the beginning - "Sha Shura".

"Sha Xiu Luo" is also the code name of a knight-errant in the rivers and lakes.

Rumor has it that not long after Cheng Xu was recruited by the court organization "Shen Du", Sha Shuluo also joined the group in order to continue to be with Cheng Xu.

Later, something happened, and Chashura wanted to withdraw from "Shendu".

——The organization of the imperial court, how can you Jianghu people be presumptuous?Just talk and go?If so, what is the system?Where is Wang Fa?

So in order to demonstrate the majesty and law of the imperial court, Su Rusheng, the leader of the organization that commanded "Shendu" at that time, who is also the present son Su Rusheng, ordered Chengxu to arrest "Sha Shuluo" and come back to subdue the law.

To put it nicely, it's called Fufa, but to put it in a bad way, even if you chase it back, you can't escape the word "judgment".

Only in this way can the emperor's true colors be displayed, so as to serve as a warning to others.

But Chengxu did even better.

More than ten years ago at Shehe, he found the trace of Sha Shura, and when he stood up, he fought for three days and three nights without seeing the result. Swinging straight out, he knocked down the blunt knife in his hand, and in exchange for Cheng Xu's narrow victory, he got an empty string to tie the hidden weapon Steep Hair, three inches from Sha Shura's heart, and blood splashed all over each other's faces.

Then he dragged the dead body behind the horse, probably planning to drag the dead body directly from Shehe back to the headquarters of "Shendu" in Dongcheng, but the weather is not good. After a whole day of torrential rain, the landform on the Shehe side is very different. There are many gravels, the road surface is extremely uneven, the gravel road is full of potholes, and the rope was worn out after a long time. When turning the cliff, one didn't pay attention. He galloped through the detour, but accidentally threw the corpse into the abyss .

So the turmoil can only end like this.

In those few years, people still talked about this matter a lot, saying that it was God who created the beauty so that Chasura could be liberated early.

Died at the hands of old friends, it is still such a tragic situation, if Qingshan can remember the heroism, then he will be remembered for the world.

After this move, people in the Jianghu even disdain the "Sanqing Miaoyin".

Secretly, they all came to a tacit conclusion about this matter.

But more and more people dare to show it on the bright side.

Some people are curious, what is the reason for this?

The waiter who cleaned the shop shook his head and smiled awkwardly, then fell silent, not daring to say anything more.

——As long as the common people can keep their secrets, most of them can be related to the royal family.

In the whole world, you can say bad things about people in the world, but you can't say bad things about the royal family.

Otherwise, you will be the first to be beheaded.

On this side, someone raised eyebrows secretly, and there were still people who were puzzled——

It is said that Cheng Xu has entered the "Shendu" long ago, and is a member of the royal family, so why do some people mention the world and still talk about it?