[Peerless Double Arrogance] The history of blackening of five good youths

"Father, I'm going out for a while." After dinner, Jiang Yulang and Jiang Biehe said when they were cleaning up the dishes together.

Jiang Biehe frowned: "What happened that I don't know about?" Yulang was still seriously injured, why was he in such a hurry to go out?His son has always been cautious, there must be something urgent to do.

Jiang Yulang bit his lip, and finally replied: "Yan Nantian may be about to regain his sanity."

Jiang Biehe was shocked. Although nearly 20 years have passed, his fear of Yan Nantian has never diminished. He will always remember Yan Nantian's expression, beard and hair, and his eyes when he learned that he was the one who leaked Jiang Feng's whereabouts. He looked terrible, his eyes were like a sharp flash in the night sky.

For the first time in so many years, Jiang Yulang saw his father's expression of fear. He quickly grasped his hand and said, "Father, don't worry, Yulang is here for everything. As long as father follows our plan step by step , In the end, I will definitely be able to get rid of Jiang Qin's identity, and even if our plan fails and Yan Nantian finds out, I still want him to come and find trouble with my father."

Jiang Biehe looked at his son's fierce gaze, and sighed softly. The world is divided into yin and yang, and people are in the rivers and lakes. 360 days a year, wind, frost, swords and swords are fierce. Naturally, he has learned to live with two faces, one is smiling. The face, the face of kindness, and the face of compassion, said in his mouth the common people in the world and the righteous way of martial arts, and the other one was cold face, ghost face, and killing face. There were hundreds of rotting corpses and countless innocent souls lying under his feet.

When his son was young, he would raise his head and say that when he grows up, he will take the imperial examination and become an official in the court, which will benefit the people of one side. If there are too many, future generations will receive the bad luck", but the father is in the martial arts world, how can the son get out of it?What's more, he can't do it alone, he fights his brothers, father and son soldiers, besides his own son, will he have better and more reliable help?

Therefore, for his own selfishness, he ruined Yulang's future and dragged him into this abyss.

At the age of eight, Yulang was still a child, and he still smiled shyly, but he was able to laugh while making people fall into the trap he set.At that time, although Jiang Biehe also had the title of "Jiangnan Hero", but he was followed by some third-rate small gangs, and the real big martial arts families didn't even bother to be with him, but Yulang was able to rely on his own scheming. Successfully won the blue eyes of the head of the South Shaolin Discipline Institute.

When he was a child, Yulang liked meat the most, and he was almost fond of meat, but now he eats simple food, and he doesn't see any meat at all.

Young people are full of blood, which of the famous young knights in the world doesn't have some romantic affairs?Yulang is not close to women, but sticks to Yuanyang.

In summer, when you stride under the sun, you can stand for two hours. The sweat flows from the top of your head to the hollows of your legs, and you don’t want to move. In order to temper the body.How much suffering he has endured, how many crimes he has suffered, how much injury he has suffered, how much thought he has spent in these years, and how much he has endured the unbearableness of others...

Maybe my choice was wrong at the beginning, "Heroes of the South of the Yangtze River" sounds so beautiful and majestic, but it is just a dog.If he doesn't take refuge in Yaoyue, doesn't join the rivers and lakes, but becomes an ordinary little man in the market, works at sunrise and rests at sunset, and only manages one-third of an acre of land for himself every day, will Yulang be able to get his wish? Don't you need to work so hard?

But after all, it is still too late. Once you enter the rivers and lakes, you will never be able to escape. You can only advance, and you cannot retreat. If you advance, you can steal your life. If you retreat, there is only one "death"...

Thinking of this, he held Jiang Yulang's hand instead, only feeling that his son's hand was warm and strong, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "I've been a father for so many years, and I'm not a vegetarian, I have my own trump card to deal with Yan Nantian, and I can use it Can you, a brat, worry about me?" Over the years, no matter how badly God has treated him, he has mercilessly returned it back, but for his good son, he has to accumulate more sinister virtues.

After finishing speaking, he smiled and patted the back of Jiang Yulang's hand, put the bowl and chopsticks away for the dumb servant to wash, turned around and said again: "Yulang, there is one more thing I need to tell you." The relaxed nerves suddenly tightened again, and he quickly added: "It's not a big deal, it's just that Murong Jiu seems to be suffering from the disease of leaving the soul."

Jiang Yulang was originally interested in marrying Murong Villa, and being able to connect with the eight major martial arts forces and respond at the same time is of great benefit to him, but since he has seen Yaoyue's domineering martial arts head-on, Only then did I know that in this world where martial arts is the venerable, the so-called Eight Great Families are nothing more than gnats shaking trees when facing Shangyihua Palace, so they are not too enthusiastic about it. Constantly, still confused, I thought to put this marriage aside for the time being, I couldn't help but feel relieved when I heard the news, the disease of leaving the soul is mostly unhealed for years, and some even remain demented all their lives, I don't know Murong Ninth, I really got this strange disease, but I still pretended it.

Jiang Biehe didn't know what his son was thinking, but he just said to himself: "The Murong family blocked the news from the outside world, and only said that Miss Nine had a sudden illness and needed to rest. The old owner had said before that he would invite you to appreciate the chrysanthemums. I'm afraid it will be difficult now." It's done."

Jiang Yulang pondered and said: "Son, I know, but... if you want to get married, you really don't have that much leisure now."

Jiang Biehe understood that if Yan Nantian left the Valley of the Wicked, sooner or later he would meet himself, the "Jiangnan Hero". Once upon a time, they met almost every day, although Yan Nantian never paid attention to himself, Jiang Feng was everywhere, but there was no guarantee that he would not be recognized. It was like a knife resting on his neck, ready to be chopped off at any time. As his son, Jiang Yulang, how could he care about loving his son and daughter?

He had no choice but to nod: "Marriage is also about fate, and Dad will not force it, everything is up to you. But in a month's time, both of us will go to Murong Villa, after all, I have made a verbal agreement with the old owner. After the wedding, the prospective daughter-in-law is sick, if you don’t go there, you will lose face.” Now it’s a minor illness to the outside world, rushing to visit it is a big deal, if you don’t recover in a month, then you really have to go to see it.

Jiang Yulang nodded in agreement.

On the second day, Jiang Yulang said goodbye to his father and set off for Yange.

"Yan Pavilion" is not a pavilion as people in the rivers and lakes think, but a small town.

This small town is neither in the deep mountains and forests, nor a place where people come and go. It is just an ordinary town. No one knows that he once stood at the headquarters of the most mysterious organization in the rivers and lakes. The drivers driving the carts, the old farmers carrying burdens, and the beggars begging along the street were all under the command of Yan Pavilion.

It was also the first time for Jiang Yulang to come here. He walked around the town first, and then entered the only inn in the town.

The clerk was very enthusiastic, and when he saw him enter the door, he immediately stepped forward, nodded and bowed his head, and asked, "Guest officer, are you going to be a sharpshooter or stay at the hotel?"

Jiang Yulang said with a smile, "I've booked Tianzi No. [-] room for staying in the hotel."

The clerk still had a smiling face, "Wait a minute, guest officer, I'll check it out for you." After he finished speaking, he turned around and took out the book, flipped through a few pages, and asked, "What is your name, guest officer?"

Jiang Yulang said: "My surname is Gu, and my name is Changjue."

The clerk said "Yes", closed the book, and led Jiang Yulang upstairs.

This Tianzi No. [-] room is relatively simple, but it is very clean, almost spotless. The bed is tidy, and even the bedding is brand new.

Seeing Jiang Yulang's satisfied expression, Xiaoer bowed and said, "Young Master Gu, please rest well, someone will come to lead you there at midnight."

Jiang Yulang nodded, both of them agreed, one went to the window, opened the window to see the scenery, turned around and went out, and closed the door behind his back.

In the middle of the night, when people sleep the most, Jiang Yulang didn't feel sleepy at all. He sat cross-legged on the bed, reviewing the sword skills in the secret book of the underground palace like a revolving lantern in his mind.Suddenly, his ears moved, and he opened his eyes suddenly. The next moment, the door was knocked twice, and then two men in black pushed the door in. One of them was the waiter in the inn during the day.

Standing in front of Jiang Yulang, the two greeted each other with clasped fists, "Young Master Gu." There was respect in their words and gestures.

Jiang Yulang put on his shoes unhurriedly, stood up and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

The waiter said with an apologetic smile: "My lord, wait a minute, according to the usual practice, we have to check it first, otherwise if something goes wrong, we two little people can't afford it."

Jiang Yulang nodded, the man said "offended", he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and walked up to Jiang Yulang, Jiang Yulang knew what he wanted, so he turned his neck slightly, letting He poured the powder from the porcelain bottle on the side of his neck.

I didn't feel it at first, but after a while, I felt something struggling in my flesh, as if it was going to break out. The pain was second to none, the key was the irresistible feeling when the body was being torn from the inside out. The fear of being wounded by a sword is a hundred times stronger than that of being wounded by a sword.

Jiang Yulang sat numbly, while the two men in black stared at the piece of flesh on his neck that bulged and shrank.

After half a stick of incense, the pain gradually subsided, and there was no more churning under the skin, as if all this was just a nightmare, and when I woke up, there was nothing left.

Jiang Yulang took the towel handed over by the guy and wiped the sweat off his face and neck before he said, "Lead the way."

The two walked ahead, leading Jiang Yulang into the kitchen of the inn.I saw the guy uncover one of the stoves, and the dark entrance was revealed.Another man in black pulled out a torch from the side and ignited it. He slid down the entrance first, followed by Jiang Yulang.

After sliding down for several zhang, the two of them landed on the extremely thick cushion one after another. They didn't feel any pain. They only heard a light sound from the top of their heads. It should be that the guy returned the stove to its original position.

The man in black didn't seem to like to talk, he just held up a torch to lead the way, Jiang Yulang was happy and quiet, so he followed behind leisurely.

The corridor was very long, it was gentle at the beginning, and then gradually slanted upwards. As we walked, it forked again in front, and the man in black walked straight into the second fork on the left.Jiang Yulang observed calmly by the dim light of the torch, and found that there were as many as seven forks in the fork, and after entering the fork, the bricks and stones under his feet seemed to have changed, as if the one he walked before was newly laid. But now, what he is stepping on under his feet is a long time ago.

The corridor spiraled downwards further and further, and there were more lamps and candles on both sides. When they came to a stone gate, the man in black extinguished the torch, and then pulled the mechanism beside the gate, only to hear "squeak!" There was a sound, the stone gate rose slowly, and there was still a corridor behind the stone gate, but the man in black refused to take another half step forward, but handed the extinguished torch into Jiang Yulang's hand with his backhand, and handed it to Jiang Yulang again. An iron mask.

Jiang Yulang secretly sighed in his heart that the Yan Pavilion was strictly graded and the rules were cumbersome. He put the cold mask on his face and stepped into the corridor alone. He had just walked less than five steps when the stone door creaked again behind him. closed.

After a hundred steps forward, he came across a stone gate, in front of which was guarded by a man in black, but he didn't even look at Jiang Yulang, and turned the switch on his own.After going through four gates in this way, the fifth gate is no longer a corridor, but a graceful woman.

I saw her wearing a blue cloth printed white floral shirt and trousers, with a pair of cup-sized gold earrings hanging from her ears, shining brightly under the candlelight. Although she was not young and had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and mouth, she still had fine skin. Xue's eyes are like spots of paint, she doesn't look like a girl from the Han family.

She smiled at Jiang Yulang and said, "You're finally here." Her voice was pretty but without any affectation.

Jiang Yulang also smiled, bowed slightly, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and the lady is still as beautiful as ever."