Fengyan

The night fell like a curtain.

Li San ate half of the steamed stuffed bun, and looked up at the Bihu Villa under the night.

Li San's surname is Li, Xing San. When he was young, there was a famine at home. He escaped with the refugees, but luckily survived, and entered Yanxuemen. After that, he didn't get a name or character, and he kept calling Li San.

The person behind Li San is called Fatty Wu.

Fatty Wu's surname is Wu, he is not called Fatty, not only is he not called Fatty, but he also has a nice name——

He knew that the fat man's surname was Wu, his name was unclear, and his name was Ziqian.

Fatty Wu is not fat—maybe he was fat before—he is very thin now. According to Li San's thinking, some people might believe that he is called Wu Houzi.

Li San didn't want to go out to do errands with Fatty Wu for the simple reason that Fatty Wu was afraid of death, but he was not.

Fatty Wu's old lady, Fang, was in her sixtieth year, and had a wife under her. The eldest child had already married and had a child, and the youngest child was only now a son.Li San is different. Li San has no family, no parents and children.

Fatty Wu is afraid of death because he has concerns, and Li San is not afraid of death because Li San has no worries.

Li San had finished eating his steamed stuffed bun, he chewed and looked back at Fatty Wu.Fatty Wu also looked at him. Li San saw Fatty Wu nodded to him, so Li San turned around and stopped looking at him.

As the night darkened little by little, Li San's figure disappeared in front of Fatty Wu. Fatty Wu gritted his teeth and jumped into the wall of Bihu Villa after Li San.

The night is cool and the wind is still.

Li San always remembered what the door master said: to investigate the movement of Bihu Villa, if there are almost no night watchmen as in the legend, then the original plan can be carried out.

Li San remembered that when the sect master spoke, he gritted his teeth.

Li San didn't know and didn't want to know about the enmity between the sect master and Shen Lingjun or Shen Lingjun's father.That has nothing to do with him, he just needs to do things for the sect master, and then the sect master will give him food and money, it's as simple as that.

He squatted down and waited for Fatty Wu.

When Fatty Wu fell silently behind him, Li San was facing the inscription in that courtyard——

Heavy Xuanmen.

Some are like the name of a sect.Li San thought, he squinted his eyes, Shen Lingjun seemed to live here.He tilted his head, a little amused.

Bihu Mountain Villa is just like the legend, almost unguarded.

He stood up, took out the prepared paste and put it on the ground, pressed it with a stone, and prepared to leave.

Not long after Li San entered Bihu Mountain Villa, Feng Yan asked Shen Lingjun to go out for a walk on this moonlit night.

Of course Shen Lingjun agreed and wanted to accompany him.

Feng Yan lightly refused, but Shen Lingjun did not insist.

Shen Lingjun knew when to insist and when not to.

After all, it was not the first time that Fengyan went out at night, besides, Shen Lingjun never thought that Bihu Villa would be in any danger.And just when Fengyan was about to leave "Chongxuanmen", he saw Li San and Wu Fatty who were about to leave, but Li San and Wu Fatty didn't notice his existence.

Feng Yan was considering whether to take action to keep them.

If the regular news is correct, then they are from Yanxuemen.

Feng Yan outlined a icy smile, and just as he was about to make a move, he heard a voice that he shouldn't have heard.

Feng Yan retreated inside the door, looked over quietly, and saw Feng Yi.

Feng Yi is the housekeeper's grandson. He just turned seventeen this year, and he was young and frivolous.He couldn't sleep at night, so he went out for a walk, and the "Chongxuanmen" was almost adjacent to the "Jinlan Courtyard" where the servants of Bihu Villa lived.

Feng Yi walked to the door of "Chongxuanmen", and was about to go back, but found two people.He just thought it was another servant, and asked casually, "Which courtyard are you serving?" Before he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong.

Li San was turning his back to Feng Yi, but Fatty Wu, who had listened to his words, didn't notice Feng Yi's change, thinking that he could take advantage of this to escape, but just as he relaxed, Feng Yi already realized that they were not from Bihu Villa at all. .

When Fatty Wu fell down, Li San turned his head, and Fatty Wu's blood flowed onto his shoes.

"You didn't save him." Feng Yi said.

Li San smiled and replied, "It's not necessary."

Feng Yi didn't speak any more, and with a flash of the saber, Feng Yi's heart tightened, and he was forced to step back.

Feng Yi looked at it coldly, and suddenly thought of an idea, he made a silent sneer, slightly bent his fingers, and flicked it casually like playing when he was bored.

Feng Yi didn't move, and Li San's sword easily pierced Feng Yi's body.

Li San was startled.

He knew that just now, Feng Yi's movements froze all of a sudden.

Someone is doing themselves a favor.

Li San thought, it should not be the enemy.

When Li San was thinking, Feng Yan had already walked over slowly, Feng Yan walked to Li San's back, and lightly patted Li San's shoulder.

Li San broke out in a cold sweat.

People in the rivers and lakes like to call him Killing Li San.People in the rivers and lakes like to call him the third deadly Li San in the south of the Yangtze River.

Li San is not conceited, but he is aware of his abilities.

There are no more than ten people in the world who can walk behind him without being discovered by him—and these ten still include senior masters who have quit martial arts for many years.So Li San broke out in a cold sweat.

He turned around slowly, surprised by the too frail young man in front of him.

He remembered a word, and the name of that word was——Back to Basics.

Li San's heart was a little cold, and the man's next words completely froze Li San's heart.

The man said, "My surname is Chu, and my style name is Fengyan."

Chu Fengyan.Chu Fengyan is number one in the world.Li San felt his hands tremble a little.

Feng Yan smiled slightly, he seldom smiled like this, especially when facing someone he hated, "What's your name?"

Li San replied, "Li San."

Feng Yan said, "Oh." He paused, "Kill Li San."

Li San nodded.

Feng Yan said again, "If we do it, who will take whose life?"

Li San's eyes widened suddenly, but he had to lower his head.He didn't answer because the question was too simple.

Feng Yan asked again, "Can you take my life?"

Li San tightened his grip on the knife, and said, "I can't."

Feng Yan sneered, "Then why don't you call Li San the trash."

It was the first time Li San was insulted like this, but he didn't say a word.

Feng Yan asked again, "Are you afraid of death?" Before Li San could answer, Feng Yan said, "I'm sure you won't be afraid if I take it off." He looked at Li San and said indifferently, "But you must be afraid of pain."

Li Sandao, "Definitely?"

Feng Yan nodded, but said, "Have you heard of the wrong bone hand?"

Li San didn't speak, but he started to sweat, Feng Yan said again, "Actually, it doesn't hurt very much, you can endure it, it will be fine."

Li San was silent for a moment, then said, "What do you want to know."

After Fengyan asked about all the recent actions of Yanxuemen, he nodded. He walked around Li San and picked up Feng Yi's sword, as if he was going to put it away.

Li Sandao, "I'm leaving."

Fengyan ignored him, Li San turned around, and at this moment, even Li San didn't even see how the sword 3 came out, and he fell to the ground.

Feng Yan didn't pull out the sword, but just took Feng Yi's hand out from under his body and held it on the hilt of the sword.

The current posture is very good, so there is no need for him to pose.Fengyan thought.

At this moment, Li San was lying on the ground with Feng Yi's sword stuck in his back. Feng Yi was lying on his back, facing his back, and his chest was wounded by his sword. This posture is obvious. It would make people think that Li San went to Feng Yi but thought Feng Yi was dead, and Feng Yi killed him while he was relaxing.

Feng Yan looked at the corpse indifferently, he should find a place to stay now, but just when he thought of this, he heard footsteps.

The footsteps were very light and not close. Judging from the direction, it should be Shen Lingjun.

Feng Yan sneered, and deliberately fell to the ground, facing Li San, he looked at Li San, smiled faintly, held Li San's right hand holding the knife, and suddenly stabbed himself on the shoulder. past.

The knife was not light, it penetrated the body.

And the effect he wanted was to let Shen Lingjun see himself injured.

And in this way, when Shen Lingjun comes, he will see himself struggling to get up, anyone can easily connect the time, Feng Yi killed Wu Fatty, and then fought with Li San, Feng Yi was killed Li San stabbed him, Li San thought he was dead, at this time "Qi Ge" suddenly appeared, Li San's knife missed, and he died.

Feng Yan is very satisfied with his setting, he wanted to laugh, but found that there was too much blood.

"From now on, you are not allowed to go out alone at night." When Feng Yan woke up, she heard this vague sentence, Shen Lingjun stood by the bed with her back to him, her tone was very insistent.

If I remember correctly, this is the second time Shen Lingjun said "No" or something, the first time was Yining...

Feng Yan lazily said, "Why?"

"Why?" Shen Lingjun already had the taste of gnashing his teeth, he turned around and stared at Fengyan, asking him why? !

Feng Yan blinked, and said calmly, "I'm asking you."

Shen Lingjun was suddenly powerless.

Feng Yan said again, "How is Feng Yi... how is he?" It's really ridiculous, obviously Feng Yi died at his hands indirectly, but in the end he pretended to be concerned and asked about the situation.

Shen Lingjun pursed his lips and said, "Dead."

Feng Yan said, "Oh."

Shen Lingjun said, "Going out alone is very dangerous."

Feng Yan pretended not to know, "Why is it dangerous?"

Shen Lingjun frowned, and said kindly, "It's just like last night was very dangerous."

Feng Yan remained silent, Shen Lingjun sighed, "Do you know... how worried I am?"

Feng Yan glanced at him, but still did not speak.Shen Lingjun looked a lot haggard, and his clothes were still the same as that day, wrinkled.

"How long has it been?" Fengyan felt a little distressed, so don't look away from him.

Shen Lingjun smiled slightly, "It's been a few days." He didn't say the specific number, but said, "The doctor said that you lost a lot of blood, and... the arm movement will be inconvenient." He paused, thinking Say something, but don't say any more.

These winds and smokes are very clear, but at that time there was no other way except self-harm, and the injury to the right shoulder was also intentional.Except for Zheng Zheng and Qi Ge, no one knows that Feng Yan is actually left-handed, the reason is very simple, no one who forces Feng Yan to use his left hand has yet appeared.

Shen Lingjun sat down beside the bed, gently hugged him in her arms, lowered her head to kiss his forehead, Fengyan didn't push him away, but let him hold him quietly.

"I'm very worried." Shen Lingjun said softly, "Now I can't imagine what it would be like to lose you. I was completely scared that day."

Before long you can imagine.Feng Yan thought, raised her head and saw the haggard face of that person, she stretched out her hand to touch it, just as she touched the other person's face, her hand was held, Feng Yan raised her eyes, and saw the person's affectionate eyes.

Maybe in the future, after Shen Lingjun died, he would still miss him.

Feng Yan thought, maybe she would miss him, feel distressed, and feel lonely.

"We'll always be like this, okay?" Shen Lingjun asked.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay."

Fengyan stared at Nongyue coldly, and Nongyue was trembling with fright, the tray in her hand was shaking uncontrollably, but she didn't dare to speak, she didn't even dare to take a step forward.

The chill emanating from Fengyan's body made Nongyue terrified, and there was a slight sound of footsteps, Fengyan finally returned to "normal", but the eyes looking at Nongyue were still not warm.

"What's wrong?" Shen Lingjun had just walked around the screen when he saw this weird scene.

Fengyan looked at Nongyue indifferently, but Nongyue didn't dare to move forward as if she was frightened.

Nongyue didn't dare to speak, she quietly looked at Fengyan.Feng Yan looked at Nongyue, then turned his gaze to Shen Lingjun, and sneered, "What is this?" Although he was restrained, the coldness in his mouth still scared Nongyue.

Shen Lingjun was also taken aback by him, and just said, "You..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "The doctor said..." He paused, holding back his laughter, his eyes were full of laughter "You...cough, he said you lost too much blood." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

Feng Yan's face turned white and white, blue and green again.

After laughing for a while, Shen Lingjun sat down beside the bed, hugged him and said, "Unhappy?"

Feng Yan gritted his teeth, he didn't have any children...

Shen Lingjun buried her head in Fengyan's neck, laughing out loud.

Red dates and eggs... Haha... No wonder he is so angry...

Shen Lingjun laughed enough, raised his head to look at Fengyan's blackened face, and persuaded, "You haven't lost a lot of blood... Puff..." Before finishing speaking, Shen Lingjun, who was always steady, burst into laughter again.

Feng Yan sneered, "Shut up."

Shen Lingjun really shut up.Because there is an irresistible pressure in Fengyan's voice, this kind of pressure can only be felt by people who are used to giving orders.

Shen Lingjun's face froze, and then he relaxed.

Just a coincidence.He thought, but didn't care.

Seeing that he was really angry, Shen Lingjun said seriously, "Although it sounds a bit weird...but it's for your own good after all."

With just this one sentence, Fengyan couldn't say anything.He turned his head and ignored Shen Lingjun, so Shen Lingjun could only coax him.

Feng Yan thought, in fact, it feels good to be self-willed once in a while.

Feng Yan thought, in fact, acting like a baby is not a heinous thing.

Feng Yan thought, since she likes Shen Lingjun anyway, then it's not too much to do something.

Feng Yan thought, anyway, Shen Lingjun won't live for a few more days... Feng Yan pursed his lips, if Shen Lingjun died, he would really be sad.

The dawn bit the sun's lips, splashed blood on the night, burned a large area of ​​flames, and condensed a touch of glow.

Lin Minqian put the paper that he had read countless times into the book.

When did you first meet him?

Many years ago.

Now Fengyan calls him his name, and he calls him Palace Master.At that time, Fengyan called his name, and he called him Xiaomeng.

He sighed, he didn't want to see Qige.Because he always sees another person through Qige, but this is very unfair to Qige.

"Again?" Lin Minqian asked.

Qi Ge nodded, and Lin Minqian said, "Come in and talk."

Qige said, "I can't." He hesitated a little before saying, "When will my brother... come back?"

Lin Minqian glanced at him and said, "When Shen Lingjun died."

Qi Ge forced a smile, and said, "I..." He didn't continue, and then said goodbye to Lin Minqian.

Lin Minqian was a little surprised at his sudden appearance and departure, but later he heard about Qige and Linger from other people.

Xiaomeng...you are right.Lin Minqian thought.

Moonlight Frost.

The moonlight is like frost, looking at the corpses everywhere, or only the four words "horrific" can describe the scene in front of me.Their dead hands held on to their last movement in life.

Poisoning wine is both old-fashioned and innovative.

Lin Minqian thought, there is no need to deliberately block the news, and no one will know that Yanxuemen has been destroyed.

To a certain extent, Yanxuemen is also a place that people are afraid to avoid, and no one will come to die—except people from Yanxuemen who come to the door.

Lin Minqian sighed, and ordered, "Clean up the corpse..." He originally wanted to say it was burned, but the fire will definitely attract attention, and there are always some people whose curiosity is greater than their lives.

"The rest, proceed as planned."

The man responded and went down.

Lin Minqian looked down at the ferret on the ground, and said with a smile, "Go find Xiaomeng... and tell him everything is done."

The ferret tilted his head and glanced at him, then ran down the hill.

Lin Minqian smiled wryly, since when did the word "little dream" be mentioned only in front of ferrets?

Xiaomeng was never the master's apprentice, the master refused to accept him, he said he couldn't accept Xiaomeng.

At that time, Xiaomeng never cried, and stood silently in a certain place forever.

What he remembered was that it was still raining that day, Xiaomeng was wearing a black dress in the low night, pale and quiet, like a ghost wandering in the night.

"You can choose one."

At that time, the master handed him a list, Xiaomeng read it, threw the list in the rain, and said that he was going to Qiantang.

At that time, Lin Minqian was frightened, Qiantang, it turned out that Xiaomeng chose the No. [-] Sword in the World as the prop for the acceptance of the results.

Even the master said, "That goal is still a bit difficult for you." He mused, "Maybe you can't completely retreat."

He remembered that Xiaomeng said at that time, if you don't win among the strong, you will cry among the weak.

Lin Minqian still remembered that when Xiaomeng came back, she was slightly tired.

On that rainy night, the black robe he wore melted into the night, and then he said to himself, "Regular, you are in my way."

He turned sideways, Xiaomeng walked by him, he smelled something he shouldn't smell, he raised his head suddenly, but saw that figure from the back was still aloof and indifferent.

That time Xiaomeng was injured and lay in bed for half a year.

He once asked the reason, but Xiaomeng just said that faith is more important than life.

What is faith, he asked?

Xiaomeng said, faith is what I want to do.No matter what it is, as long as I decide to do it, I will never regret it, that is my belief.

Then Xiaomeng asked him lightly: Zhengzheng, how about you?

Lin Minqian didn't answer, and Xiaomeng didn't press the question either.

Lin Minqian looked up at the moonlight. The moonlight was fading, and the corpse had been cleaned up. He sighed and walked down the mountain step by step.

Xiaomeng, now I will answer your answer that has been in arrears for many years-although you don't necessarily want to know.

You are my eternal belief, the god I believe in.