[Comprehensive martial arts] Assassin's fine points system

Night, autumn night, autumn night in the south of the Yangtze River Even at night, pedestrians are still shadows and shadows, and there is an endless stream, full of laughter and laughter.

At this time, although the time of day is still early, but because of autumn, the night is inevitably darker.Only in a remote narrow alley, except for a dim light, there is almost no human habitation anymore.

The reason why I say almost is because, right next to the wind lantern that has been smoky yellow, there is a simple bamboo shed, inside of which is a small noodle stall, and inside the noodle stall are several crooked tables. chair and a man in white who couldn't see his face clearly.

He raised his hand and slowly poured out the last glass of wine, the man in white raised his head and drank it——

Alcohol is supposed to be used to relieve sorrow, but this person does not seem to be distressed, and he is even calmer than most people.Cooler than anyone.

Soon, throwing down the empty wine glass in his hand, he suddenly murmured to the empty scenery around him:

"A long time ago, I was asked two questions here."

"Oh? What kind of question?"

A sudden voice sounded from the top of the noodle stall, and a person leisurely jumped down from the top, and when he landed lightly, his figure was lighter than the wind, softer than the moonlight, of course he was Lu Xiaofeng, there would be no one else besides Lu Xiaofeng Can be better than his qinggong, and no one has four eyebrows like him.

Turning his head slightly, the man in white lay back on the chair. Although his movements were lazy, his black eyes were as sharp as a blade:

"The first question, if seventeen out of one hundred people die, how many people are left?"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly laughed, instead of asking for an answer, he asked curiously:

"What about the second question?"

The man in white replied:

"The second question... If there are 56 aphrodisiacs in the bottle, if you eat [-] of them, how many are left?"

In silence, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to be in deep thought for a while:

"No matter how you look at it, the answers to these two questions must not be ordinary."

The corners of the white-clothed man's lips are slightly raised, but there is obviously no smile in his eyes:

"The first question, I said, I have to find a hundred people first, kill seventeen of them, and then count the remaining people again before I can answer the answer."

Lu Xiaofeng sighed:

"Then, you will definitely not answer the second question in the same way."

The man in white raised his eyebrows:

"I didn't answer at the beginning because the person who asked me this question was reluctant to part with the bottle in his hand. Now it seems that I should have shot it directly and told him the answer."

When the words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's face suddenly turned pale, and after a long silence, he lowered his head:

"In this life, there are three people that I, Lu Xiaofeng, have been most sorry for. One is Ye Gucheng, the other is Ye Guhong, and the last one is you. So... after more than ten years, it is definitely not easy for you to invite me here today. Let’s reminisce about the old days, what’s the matter, just say it!”

The man in white shook his head and stood up. He took out a fan out of nowhere, shook it, and sighed softly:

"The temperature that could be touched by turning around is now unreachable even in a dream. But... such days are coming to an end."

"What does this mean?"""

Suddenly speaking, Lu Xiaofeng was obviously taken aback. The man in white looked up at the bright moonlight with an inexplicable expression:

"I saw him."

"what?!!!"

Lu Xiaofeng stood up abruptly:

"This is impossible!"

The man in white suddenly smiled:

"Life and death have destiny, and there is no way to die."

Lu Xiaofeng's hands were already trembling, and his face became even paler, so pale that there was no trace of blood. The saddest thing in the world is to watch friends leave one after another, but there is nothing he can do about it.

"You are fine, I know, your health has been fine."

The man in white nodded:

"Yes, indeed."

After a pause, the man in white smiled again:

"After you go back, you can tell Ye Gucheng and Ye Guhong a word for me."

"What?"

"Let's just say... I've seen Blade, and we're living well together."

Lu Xiaofeng forced a smile, but that smile was really not pleasant:

"You can go and talk to them yourself. Moreover, Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue recently jointly adopted an orphan named 'Xuecheng'. You really should go to congratulate them in person."

The man in white shook his head:

"It's too late. If I don't leave this time, I'm afraid I won't have another chance."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little frustrated:

"Do you have to leave?"

The man in white looked cold:

"You couldn't stop that decisive battle 13 years ago, and you can't stop it today."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly:

"I will remember your words."

The man in white then took out a brocade bag from his bosom, opened it, and inside were six bundles of silk strings of different colors that were coiled up very small, took three of them, and pushed them in front of Lu Xiaofeng:

"This is what was left by the blade. Now, I'm about to leave too, this... you give... Ye Gucheng, Ye Guhong, and... that Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue's adopted son 'Xuecheng'. "

Lu Xiaofeng took it carefully, didn't say anything, just turned around and walked away under the moonlight.Behind him, the man in white looked up at the night sky again for a long time, until the crescent moon had reached its mid-heaven, and then unfolded the other three groups of silk strings in his hand, installed them on a long violin covered with repair marks, and pressed them. Fingers, the strings made a hoarse, broken sound, smiled, and suddenly said:

"Since you're here, just open the door."

Not long after he finished speaking, in the dark night, a path suddenly appeared in front of him, a winding forest path with no end in sight.

Stepping forward, the man in white didn't hesitate at all. As time went by, the trees around him had been replaced by dots of phosphorous fire. Unknown blood-colored flowers, a kind of strange beautiful blue.

Then, gradually, gradually, those flowers became more and more dense, and finally when he stopped, his whole body had become a sea of ​​flowers, and the only empty path connected to his feet was only one. At the gazebo.

Inside the gazebo, there are two people sitting around a stone table, one in aqua-colored blue clothes, and the other in black clothes.Next to them were three cups and a teapot. The pot was suspended in mid-air by a thin blue silk thread. A faint fire was burning at the bottom of it, and the water in the pot was still in the air. Slightly turbulent, the man in white paused, and suddenly said coldly:

"The two of you are really in a good mood."

Hearing this, the man in the black suit turned sideways, stared carefully at the man in white for a long time, then reluctantly nodded his head, and snorted coldly at the man in blue:

"Is this the person you were waiting for?"

The man in blue sighed:

"What I'm waiting for is just a debt. The only love debt."

The Heizi man raised his hand to hold the kettle and began to pour water into the cup:

"But your debt is not only coming, it's just around the corner."

The man in blue suddenly laughed, then he stood up and approached the man in white step by step. The closer he got, the deeper the smile on his face. Finally, when he was only one step away from the man in white, he stretched out his hand hand:

"Gong Jiu, I haven't seen you for many years, you are the same as before."

The man in white was suddenly speechless, but his expression was still calm, and the hand he stretched out and held back was steady, more stable than when he was holding a sword, until he was also sitting in the gazebo, and the man in black poured water Pushing the cups in front of the two of them, the man in white stiffly pulled out a curve that couldn't be considered a curve at all:

"A little bit of red in the next place, quiet... nameless brother."

Gong Jiu looked at Wuming, didn't say anything, Wuming smiled gently, and just said:

"To pick you up today, I should be alone, but, Yidianhong insists on accompanying me, so I must see who is the one who can make me fall in love with you."

Gong Jiu's expression remained unchanged. It seemed that it had been 13 years, and it was difficult for him to make a huge change in his state of mind. He didn't even ask why the dead person reappeared:

"Now, you see."

He said lightly, a little red nodded:

"Yes, I saw it."

Gong Jiu looked at the hand that was still interlocking his fingers, and then looked at this person again, with an inexplicable expression on his face:

"This time, will you leave?"

The man in blue didn't answer, just stood up, reached out to hold Gong Jiu's face, and lightly kissed him on the lips, after touching him for a while, he said solemnly:

"No. This time, never again."

At the end of the sentence, Gong Jiu held the blue-clothed man's hand much tighter:

"blade……"

——(In the 13 years since Lu Xiaofeng was banned, Gong Jiu 'disappeared', and the turmoil in the rivers and lakes rose slightly. Then, a new generation of heroes came together. A new round of legends in the rivers and lakes gradually began. write.)

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