ten steps one kill

Pai is willing to teach Kung Fu to an eunuch, but he just learned some ways to avoid it from years of bullying, which can barely relieve the pain of being beaten and prolong his humble life longer.

But this time is different.

Before the fist landed on him, it was blocked by another person.

Fang Wuxiang grabbed Chu Ba's wrist, pressed the opponent's fist back firmly, and said: "He is my friend, please don't do anything to him."

Chu Ba showed a look of surprise, obviously he did not expect this dull and honest man to make a sudden move: "Are you blind, and you choose friends in the muddy pit." "Hey, it turned out to be a living Bodhisattva, planning to prop up the mud on the wall to accumulate merit for the next life?"

Fang Wuxiang stood up straight, his black eyes were very bright in the night: "This matter has nothing to do with Yuanbao, I just want to advise you not to steal from the deceased."

Chu Ba squinted his disabled eyes: "You came here in the middle of the night by yourself, and you brought a habitual thief with you. You don't intend to steal anything. Are you planning to mourn for the dead?"

Fang Wuxiang said: "I have no intention of stealing."

Chu Ba snorted: "Only ghosts will believe your nonsense. Although our two brothers' eyes are broken, their brains are not broken. If you want to keep it alone, just say it. Why make a high-sounding excuse? I hate your way the most in my life." hypocrite."

Chuyi also stepped forward and stood side by side with Chuba. The two exchanged glances and drew their swords together.

After two clangs, two streaks of silver light spilled into the night. It was a pair of swords, one long and one short. complement each other.

Yuan Bao's face was as pale as paper, let alone a sword, he didn't even have a knife for cutting vegetables.He turned his head to look, and Fang Wuxiang really had the same bare hands as him.

He grabbed Fang Wuxiang's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "These two people are very good at swordsmanship, and they have long held grudges against famous and righteous people. Let's go, don't conflict with them."

Fang Wuxiang just shook his head.

Yuan Bao's strength was weak, and he couldn't move Fang Wuxiang's arm no matter what. Just as he was in a hurry, the long sword in Chu Yi's hand had already arrived first.

The shining blade brushed across his eyelids, and he recalled the fear of being tortured by two people last time, almost peed his pants in fright.

However, Fang Wuxiang suddenly turned sideways, easily dodged a sword, wrapped one arm around Yuan Bao's shoulder, and hooked the latter behind him.

Yuan Bao was thrown half a circle with his umbrella, he felt the world was spinning, his mind went blank, and he barely opened his eyelids to see the situation ahead when the gust of wind in his ears stopped.

He saw the figure of Chu Ba, and he cooperated with Chu Yi on the opposite side, sandwiching him and Fang Wuxiang in the middle.The two swords interlaced, and the sword light was long and short, flashing through the air one after another, like a tree of fire and silver flowers blooming, trapping them in the center.

He seemed to be in the center of the whirlpool, even though he was protected by Fang Wuxiang, he was still terrified.In front of Chu's brother's two swords, he really couldn't think of a way to retreat completely.The only thing I can do is to imitate the appearance of the tortoise, close my eyes, and shrink my head lower into my shoulders.

... If you can die with the people around you, it might be a relief.

Before Yuan Bao had time to think about it, he heard Chu Ba's stern voice: "Who are you?!"

Of course, it was not him who asked this question, but Fang Wuxiang.

Fang Wuxiang occupied one arm to protect the ingot, and only one hand was free, dodging left and right, and finally had nowhere to hide under the attack of the two brothers. At the critical moment, he raised his right arm and used the jewelry on his wrist Resist Chuba's dagger.

The sharp blade of the sword hit the wooden Buddhist beads, as if it hit the south wall. No matter how hard Chu Ba exerted himself, he couldn't move an inch forward.Fang Wuxiang frowned, flipped his palm for half a circle, pushed with all his strength, and pushed Jianfeng away from his body.

Chu Ba retreated a little, stood firm, stared at the clanging and vibrating dagger, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Few weapons can withstand his sword, let alone a string of small Buddhist beads. Of course, the beads are not so strong. What is really strong is Fang Wuxiang's inner strength, which can be displayed through external objects without being invisible. Served, retractable freely.Relying on this thick and steady kung fu, even if it is bare-handed, it is like a god's help.

"You two, stop!" Fang Wuxiang still did not give up his advice.

How could the two brothers who were worried about Huo Shang listen to his words, not only did they not stop, but they attacked even more fiercely, attacking from both sides with vertical swords.

Fang Wuxiang flashed again, his movement was extremely fast, faster than Chu Ba's speed of withdrawing his sword, he took the lead in moving his palm sideways in the direction of Chu Ba, and the wind of the palm moved retrogradely along the dagger, until it reached the opponent's shoulder.

Chu Ba only felt a heavy blow on his shoulder, half of his arm fell into numbness, and all the strength in his fingers was lost, but Fang Wuxiang took advantage of the gap, hooked his fingers on his forearm, and cut him behind, With a cry of surprise, the dagger slipped from his hand and plunged obliquely into the rain-washed wooden platform.

At this time, Chuyi came from behind with a sword.

His martial arts are even better than Chu Ba's, the sword's edge is like lightning, even the falling rain was split by him, and a hazy cloud of steam lingered around his long sword.

He used all his strength to aim at the moment when Fang Wuxiang had no time to turn around.

Fang Wuxiang really showed surprise, he was still protecting Yuanbao by his side, if this continues, before the long sword stabs himself, it is bound to pierce Yuanbao's vest first.

He let out a low growl, turned around to instigate palms, and pushed with all his strength.

Yuan Bao only felt a heat on his shoulders, and the invisible wind was like a raging fire, rushing past him, just in time to meet Chu Yi's sword.

Chuyi couldn't help opening his eyes wide. His sword edge was caught by an invisible hand, and he lost control halfway through his full-strength stab, as if hitting an invisible wall.

This is the superior kung fu of fighting cattle across mountains, and it cannot be learned overnight.

Fang Wuxiang was still stabbing steadily, but the long sword in Chuyi's hand screamed, bent and squeezed like noodles, and finally made a crisp sound, broke into two pieces from the middle, and threw it into the rain.At the same time, a gust of wind penetrated into his heart, like an invisible fist, but it was a hundred times stronger than any fist he had eaten.

——Even the sword that blinded his right eye may not be able to match.

He received a heavy blow to his chest, vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot, staggered and fell to the ground.

Victory and defeat.

Chu Ba also panicked, quickly rushed to Chu Yi and squatted down, shaking the latter's shoulder: "Big brother! Big brother, are you okay?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he couldn't even raise his head, his shoulders twitched, his face was ashen, and he was spitting blood one after another, obviously the internal injury was not serious.

Chu Ba turned to look at Fang Wuxiang, the horror in his eyes gradually turned to hatred.

Fang Wuxiang was also frightened by himself, he repeated Amitabha Buddha several times, shook his head and said: "I didn't mean to hurt others, it was just my negligence." He also squatted down beside Chuyi and asked, "Are you okay? Bar?"

The eighth day of the eighth day stared at Fang Wuxiang with anger, "The ribs are broken, the meridians burst, how can it be fine!"

What he said didn't sound like a lie.

From the fight to the injury of the three, it took only a moment for the team that followed the Chu family brothers to turn around and surround them.

There are more than [-] people in the team, surrounded by a carriage.

The curtain of the carriage opened slowly, and a woman's soft voice came from inside the carriage: "Brother Yi, what's wrong with Brother Yi?"

Fang Wuxiang stared blankly at the carriage, only to see the woman in the carriage slowly walking into the rain curtain, holding her protruding belly with one hand, and staggering.

Her lower abdomen was very high, and she seemed to be pregnant for ten months, and she was in great pain with every step she took.

She knelt down in front of Chuyi, her eyes were red, and she cried, "Who is so vicious and hurt you so far..."

Fang Wuxiang stayed where he was, and said after a while, "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to hurt him."

The woman knelt on the ground, first looked at him in surprise, and then sobbed: "...my husband was forced to do so. I was about to give birth, but the inn where I was staying was devastated, and all the guests were driven out, especially those who did not stay. Pregnant person... I was in a hurry to use the money for medical treatment, so I encouraged him to take the money from the dead, but I didn't expect that instead of getting the money, he lost half his life..."

Fang Wuxiang said incoherently in a panic: "I, I will compensate you...but I don't have any money..."

Chu Ba raised his hand and pointed at Yuan Bao: "He has it."

Fang Wuxiang shook his head: "It's his money, I can't force him."

Chu Ba asked back, "What if it's your own?" His sharp eyes fell on his right wrist.

Fang Wuxiang was also stunned. He raised his wrist and saw that the beads were stained with blood, and the blood seeped into the grain of the wood, leaving deep and shallow scars.

It was Chuyi's blood, the blood he spat out when he severely injured Chuyi with one palm.

The Buddha beads are the finest bodhi wood, a precious gift from the presiding abbot, much more valuable than a few pieces of silver on Yuanbao.

Chu Ba still lowered his head, but he couldn't suppress the burning hatred in his eyes: "Brother, sister-in-law and nephew have three lives. If there are any problems, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost."

"I...I..." Fang Wuxiang was in a panic, and finally put his finger on his wrist and untied the beads.

Fang Wuxiang couldn't take off the beads because his hand was held down by Yuanbao.

He turned his head in surprise and saw Yuan Bao looking at him, biting his lip and shaking his head.

He didn't immediately understand what the other person meant, and he didn't respond, but Yuan Bao made his own decision, came to Chu Ba, took out the silver in his pocket, and threw it into Chu Ba's palm.

Chu Ba looked down at the silver in his hand, then looked up at Yuan Bao's face.

"All my money is here," Yuan Bao said, "It's all for you, if you take it, go away, please!"

His tone was urgent and humble, as if he was really begging.

Chu Ba put the silver into his pocket, finally looked away from his face, and turned to help Chu Yi who fell to the ground and vomited blood. Surrounded by a group of companions, he walked towards the carriage.

The pregnant woman also followed Chu Ba, supporting his other shoulder.

Yuan Bao watched as the carriage cover closed again, and the backs of a group of people drifted away into the night, and finally heaved a long breath and turned around.

Fang Wuxiang still stood there.

Yuan Bao remembered the battle just now, and still had lingering fears in his heart. While sizing him up, he asked, "Your martial arts are so powerful, where did you learn them?"

Fang Wuxiang was stunned, and replied: "Study the martial arts books in the temple, and compete with the temple and the bronze man."

"What about other than that?"

Fang Wuxiang shook his head.

"Could it be that you have never fought against anyone?"

Fang Wuxiang still shook his head.

Yuan Bao looked at the other party in disbelief, such a powerful and unaware person actually existed in front of his eyes.He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "With your martial arts, let alone the first and eighth grades, it's more than enough to go to the martial arts conference."

Fang Wuxiang did not show joy because of the compliment, his eyes were still lowered, it took Yuan Bao a while to notice his movements, it turned out that he had been staring at the blood-stained prayer beads on his wrist.

Yuan Bao asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Fang Wuxiang was silent for a while, before opening his mouth with difficulty: "The first day and the eighth day of the first day of the junior high school did need money to save their lives, but I beat them seriously."

Yuan Bao was stunned, he had seen too many dirty things in the Jianghu, if Fang Wuxiang was not in front of him, he would never believe that there is such a reason to feel guilty in the world.He didn't even know how to comfort him, so he held back for a while before saying, "It's not your fault, they are not good people at all, they just took the opportunity to blackmail you."

Fang Wuxiang shook his head and said, "I hurt him first."

"It was he who made the first move!"

"But I wounded him anyway."

Yuan Bao recalled the moment when Fang Wuxiang wounded someone with his palm, that was the time when the sword edge in the first grade of junior high school was about to pierce through his stomach and back, and his life was threatened.Feelings of guilt welled up in his heart. Instead, he raised his voice and argued, "Otherwise, if someone hits you, if you don't fight back, why don't you stick out your face and let him hit you?"

Fang Wuxiang said: "I can't repay others with the same hatred just because they do evil."

"What about you?"

"Influence them with good deeds and get rid of their evil obstacles."

Yuan Bao just stared at him and asked, "What if you can't get across?"

Fang Wuxiang was taken aback.

Yuan Bao said: "You want to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, but have you ever thought that there are always some people in this world that you will never be able to save. The better you treat them, the more they will push forward. Wait until they bite their teeth. Your meat, it’s too late for you to regret it.”

Fang Wuxiang opened his mouth slightly, a trace of panic flashed across his face, even when he was fighting for life and death with the Chu brothers, he had never shown such a flustered look.

He stared blankly at the person opposite, his lips moved, but he didn't say a word.

Yuan Bao and Fang Wuxiang met each other's eyes, seeing the other's expression clearly, his cheeks suddenly became hot.

He felt ashamed of himself, he really shouldn't have said such heartless words.But he was also at a loss, what he said was just the simplest truth in the world, why should he regret it, why should he be ashamed.

He recalled his muddled life in the sound of overwhelming rain, and he found that from the day he had memory, he only knew how to live for himself, and he never tasted joy, anger and sorrow because of another person.

The sound of sea waves and rainstorm mixed together, disturbing his mind even more.He didn't dare to look into Fang Wuxiang's eyes, but buried his head and said, "Do you know the identities of Chuyi and Chuba?"

"I don't know." Fang Wuxiang replied, "Who are they?"

Yuan Bao regained some confidence in the other party's frank asking for advice, took a moment to formulate his words, and then replied: "Their history starts with Dongfengtang. Dongfengtang is the largest chamber of commerce in Jianghu. Dart, you know that."

Fang Wuxiang nodded: "You told me that as long as there is a post station, there is the shadow of Dongfengtang. This time, Dongfengtang is also invited to the martial arts conference."

"But before Dongfengtang made a fortune, the bodyguard industry was in full bloom. Before the first day and the eighth day of the junior high school were reduced to bandits and bandits, they also ran an escort agency for business."

Fang Wuxiang was surprised. He didn't expect that the vicious Chu family brother was once a decent businessman.

Yuan Bao said: "Their business was doing well, but the Dongfeng Hall turned out to be born. Under the leadership of the hall master Song Yungui, within a few months, they encroached on countless colleagues, large and small, swept away chambers of commerce, and took over all the escort business. Under his own door."

Fang Wuxiang asked in surprise, "Why did Song Yungui act so resolutely?"

Yuan Bao replied: "Speaking of which, this is also a strange thing. Most of the famous families in the martial arts rely on the accumulation of their ancestors to make a living. For example, the Tianji Gate of Duan's family and the Yan family's Zhujianzhuang, which one is not a century-old family business? But Song Yungui was different. His ancestors had no reputation at all, but he was born out of nowhere, as if he jumped out of a rock. Some people in the world really said that his skills came from the cracks in the rocks, that he was digging rocks in southern Xinjiang, and accidentally After digging out a gold mine and making a fortune overnight, he started the bodyguard business, after all, in business, what is never lacking is money."

Fang Wuxiang thought for a moment, then asked: "Since it is a world, there will always be some opponents who can't settle with money, right?"

Yuan Bao was stunned, and said: "You are not stupid when you talk about other people's affairs. That's right, there are indeed some people who don't like his tricks, don't want his money, and don't accept his bribes. It's a pity that none of them can compare to Song Yungui's swordsmanship .”

"Is he good at swordsmanship?"

"Of course, brother Chu's eyes were stabbed blind by him, and his swordsmanship is as outstanding as his wealth, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world."

It is both financial and powerful, which is why Dongfengtang is so unstoppable.

Fang Wuxiang couldn't help shaking his head and sighing when he thought of the ferocious hurt eyes of his brothers from the first family.

Yuan Bao continued: "So now the two brothers have become rogues, and they have also gathered many people who have been run over by Song Yungui like them to form a gang called Fuxinghui. Most of the time they came to the martial arts conference to grab the sword is to avenge Dongfeng Hall."

Fang Wuxiang sighed: "Oh, complaining with hatred, when will it end?"

Yuan Bao snorted: "They don't understand. Think about it, even women who are about to give birth have to be brought to the island. It's not courting death. They don't even care about their own women's lives, so why should they want someone else? to help?"

Fang Wuxiang still had a distressed expression, his lips were tightly pressed, Yuan Bao saw his appearance, and thought, this person can clearly hear the truth and see the situation clearly, but he can't tell the difference between good and evil. They all want to be as noble and pure as themselves, and they are simply fools.

But after thinking about it, if he could distinguish between good and evil, how could he hang out with himself.

While Yuan Bao was thinking wildly, Fang Wuxiang was still thinking hard: "Actually, if the Chu family brothers hadn't been expelled by the innkeeper, they wouldn't be in such a situation. They said that there was a bloody disaster in the inn, and they didn't know what they were referring to. Could it be with you? Is it related to the death row?"

Yuan Bao said: "It must be related, do you just want to understand now? Kill the boatman, kill the official, now even ordinary people are not spared, they must be responsible, otherwise why do I have to take you away, as honest as you If you stay here, you will be eaten and wiped clean."

Fang Wuxiang said: "Didn't you say that there are Tianjimen, Zhujianzhuang and Dongfengtang on the island guarding together, they are all famous and decent, and that Mr. Duan and Mr. Feng are also generous in Yingge Tower. There are not only bad people, but also good people, and we should help them."

Yuan Bao let out a long sigh, and said, "Go and help if you have the ability. If I don't, I'm not as skilled as you. It's hard enough to live by myself. How can I help others..."

The high fever has not subsided, and he has experienced a fierce battle. He is exhausted, unable to squeeze out any strength from head to toe, and just wants to sit down and rest.

One arm supported his limp body just right.

He turned his head to look at Fang Wuxiang who suddenly approached: "What are you doing?"

Fang Wuxiang grabbed his shoulders and said, "I'll help you first."

Yuan Bao showed a surprised look.

Fang Wuxiang continued: "Thanks to you, I didn't throw away the treasure that the abbot gave me. You gave up the silver for me, I should thank you."

Yuan Bao thought to himself: You idiot, if you hadn't walked with me, you wouldn't have clashed with the Chu brothers...

But he couldn't get those words out, he couldn't say it, he was just a selfish villain, even if he knew he was wrong, he was still reluctant to let go of the protection that was at his fingertips, and he was reluctant to let Fang Wuxiang leave him.

But he often feels that as long as Fang Wuxiang stays by his side, he will never be able to lift his head up. This person is so clean from head to toe, which will only make him feel ashamed and have nowhere to put his face.

He just lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "You don't need to worry about my poor life."

Fang Wuxiang squeezed his shoulder, looked at him and said word by word: "Your life is not cheap at all."

Yuan Bao froze in place again.

He slowly turned his head. For a moment, he thought he would see an empty darkness. Fang Wuxiang did not exist. The words passing by his ears and the warmth on his shoulders were nothing more than his high fever. conceived hallucinations.

However, when he opened his eyes, Fang Wuxiang was still standing in front of him, with a pair of dark and bright eyes looking at him across the rain curtain.Obviously ignorant, ridiculously stupid, but comforting him like a candle in the dark night.

"Let's go, let's go to Bird's Back Dock."

Quebeiwu is already a mess.

Almost all the furnishings in the room left their original positions and were scattered in various corners. All the boxes and cabinets were turned upside down, and all the valuables were taken away. Only the old clothes and fishing gear were left on the thin floor with.

Yuan Bao said: "Look, this is a good thing they did. Maybe more than one group of people came to snatch it. You talk about morality and etiquette with them, but they are wolves who only care about their own stomachs."

Fang Wuxiang showed a painful look again, as if this strange house was his own courtyard.

He took a few steps towards the wall, bent down silently, picked up the sundries scattered on the ground one by one, stacked them neatly, put them into the nearest box, and put the box back to its original position.

He tried to restore the house of the dead to its original state, as if he could comfort the souls of those who died unjustly.

——People are already dead, so what's the point of doing these things.

Yuan Bao wanted to ask, but he didn't say it after all. In this person, he could always see something beyond life and death.

In the three realms and six realms of the Buddha world, besides life and death, there is also a heaven.

He lived too humble, completely invisible, incomprehensible, he never even thought about it, until he met Fang Wuxiang, he ate, slept, stole and begged, all just to live, he never knew that people can still Choose a different way of life.

If you have a Buddha in your heart, will you live like this?

Greed, hatred, ignorance, and suffering in the world are like dark clouds covering the sky, boundless and boundless, but Fang Wuxiang is like a golden light hidden behind the dark clouds, shining outside the sky, even if it is covered by the haze, it still shines brightly. The purpose is brilliant.

He looked at Fang Wuxiang's busy figure before and after, and said, "You shouldn't have come to Yingzhou Island, this is not the place for you to stay."

Fang Wuxiang paused for a short while, and with a rare relaxed smile, he shrugged and said, "Anyway, I can't leave now."

Yuan Bao couldn't laugh, he didn't stop, and his mouth was dry, his eyes turned around and searched in the room, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of a pot of clean water, which was stored in an old pitcher in the corner, and there was a cloth bag next to the pot. A few pieces of cake looked dry and hard, but fortunately there was no sign of mold and corruption.

He raised his finger and said, "There's water there."

The water in the jar glowed with clear waves.

He saw Fang Wuxiang's throat rolling, and his eyes stayed on the jar for a long time, but he frowned and didn't make a move for a long time.

He walked over, picked up the jar, raised it to his mouth, raised his head and took a big gulp, then shook out the dry biscuits in the bag and broke them in half.While doing it, he said to the people around him: "I snatched this first, it has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, he stuffed the cake with his right hand into the opponent's mouth, picked up the jar again, and pushed it to his mouth forcibly.

Fang Wuxiang was suddenly attacked by him, completely unprepared, he opened his mouth instinctively, let the clear water slide into his mouth, and flushed the shriveled pancake down his throat.

Yuan Bao was satisfied to see him make a swallowing movement, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and swallowed a mouthful of water, and then he said, "I forced you to eat and drink. If the Buddha wants to blame, let him blame me."

Fang Wuxiang was not stupid, he immediately understood Yuan Bao's meaning, shook his head and said, "No, how can I let you take the blame for me."

"It's okay." Yuan Bao waved his hand, "I'm not as honest as you. I've done a lot of bad things. It's nothing to take a few pieces of cake from a dead person. At worst, I'll be beaten by the king of hell after I die."

His tone was pretending to be relaxed, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Fang Wuxiang's face darkened, he snatched the cake and water in front of the other party, and held them in his hands, as if he was holding two pieces of hot coals, fidgeting, hesitating again and again, finally took a deep breath, and lifted the jar to the lips.

Yuan Bao looked at him in surprise.

He closed his eyes slightly, raised his neck, and carefully poured more water into his mouth.

It was just a simple movement, but it made his hands and feet flustered, and his eyes wandered, as if he had never done such a heartless thing in his life.

"You..." Yuan Bao wanted to talk to him, but didn't know what to say.

He finally swallowed a piece of cake, turned his head and handed the jug back to Yuan Bao, and said softly, "I'm with you."

Yuan Bao was stunned.

The hot coals returned to his hands, and the hot smoke smoked his eyes and made the root of his nose sore and hot, and he couldn't help turning his face away.

It turned out that it wasn't that he didn't care, but he didn't dare to care, so he simply covered the wound tightly, without looking or thinking about it, and letting them rot in a corner that no one knew about.

Now, a light suddenly broke into the corner, and he suddenly recalled the feeling of pain.

Fang Wuxiang didn't know why his face suddenly changed, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Yuan Bao shook his head and said, "It's okay. It's just that the cake is dry and hard, it's too unpalatable."

"Ah."

"There is also a rotten smell in this water, which is extremely unpleasant."

"Ah."

While complaining, he swallowed the dry and hard biscuits into his stomach, and swallowed the rotten-smelling aquatic plants into his throat.

His chewing movements were extremely fierce, and there was a loud sound between his lips and teeth, which covered the choking deep in his throat.

He finished this crude but precious meal, and finally regained some strength in his body. He turned his eyes around the room, glanced to the corner, and unexpectedly found another thing lying in the darkness.

an account book.

He walked over, picked up the account book, held it in his hand and opened it. The book recorded the detailed accounts of Sparrowback Wharf's purchase of parts and tools from outside the island. These things are indispensable for the daily repair and maintenance of the ship, but for people other than the boatman, These complicated nouns are inevitably boring.

Yuan Bao hastily flipped through it, and glanced at the last page, and found a strange item.He immediately pulled Fang Wuxiang to his side, and said, "What is the 'rope boat' written on it, why doesn't it even have a price?"

Fang Wuxiang shook his head: "I don't know either, it sounds like the name of the ship."

Yuan Bao's tone couldn't help becoming high-pitched: "Could it be that they hid the boat elsewhere?"

Fang Wuxiang was also surprised, and asked: "Take a quick look, is there a place to store it?"

Yuan Bao lowered his head and turned around for a while, and his eyes lit up: "Yes! It was written at the beginning of the chapter, saying that there is a cave at the bottom of Qing Guangya, which was occupied by them to store sundries that are not usually needed. The things recorded in this account book are piled up in the Inside." He looked at the person in front of him and said impatiently, "Let's go find it."

At the bottom of the clear sky, there are big waves, and the dark reef floats and sinks on the darker water, sometimes exposed, sometimes sinking, like crooked sinners, imprisoned in a cage, and subjected to the merciless whipping of the waves.The jagged and pitted holes on the reef are filled with pale foam, like wounds. Just staring at it for a while, the scalp can't help but get hairy.

If you just stare at the reef, you will never imagine that this Qingguangya is actually the place where the first ray of sunshine rises every day.

The deepest darkness in the world is often hidden behind the brightest light.

Yuan Bao and Fang Wuxiang stepped on the reef, groped carefully on the cliff at the bottom of the cliff, and finally found the entrance of the cave after several twists and turns.

The cave was not deep, and the interior was narrow enough to be used as a small warehouse. The ground at the entrance was washed slippery and wet by the turbulent water flow, but the inside was still dry and escaped the erosion of sea water by chance. There are many sundries piled up at the base of the wall, most of which are tools and parts for repairing ships. At a glance, there is nothing that looks like a boat.

Yuan Bao sighed, and said: "Oh, I should have expected that if there were such a good thing, it would have been snatched away by others, and we will not be able to pay back."

Fang Wuxiang shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, you can see that there is not a single footprint in the depths of this cave. It seems that there is no trace of intrusion. I will look for it again."

As he said that, he drilled deep into the low place, and could only bend down, desperately squeezing his broad shoulders in.

Seeing this, Yuan Bao stepped forward and said, "Back off, let me come."

Yuan Bao's figure is thin and small, and he drilled deeper than Fang Wuxiang. There was a musty smell of rotten wood at the base of the wall, which made him feel suffocated. He pinched his nose and continued to search, and finally found a familiar man behind a bunch of rivets. shape.

There was a sudden twitch in his heartstrings.

What Yuan Bao touched was a round purlin, the diameter of which was about the width of the forearm, the edge was sharpened and turned up.

This is the most common bow shape.

But unlike common boats, there are several ropes tied to the edge of the purlin.

He fumbled to pull out one of the ropes, and found that the rope was surprisingly long, pulled to the end, and there was a three-clawed iron hook tied to the end, which was heavy.

"You pull it for me." Yuan Bao threw the iron hook to Fang Wuxiang, buried his head to push away the sundries around the purlin, and the two pulled together, pulling out the things buried deep together.

As the dust dispersed, Fang Wuxiang frowned and said, "Could this be the rope boat?"

The boat in front of it was indeed a boat, but it was extremely small in size and crude in workmanship. The hull of the boat was a hollow that was cut out randomly, and there were many barbs hanging from the two wooden oars.

The most strange thing is a rope tied to the bow.

Yuan Bao picked up the iron hook at the end of the rope, weighed it in his hand, and said: "Yingzhou Strait is connected to the land, and the water is not deep. If you throw the iron hook into the water, it may be able to catch the rocks at the bottom. Once it comes, the boat will not be overturned by the rapids."

Fang Wuxiang said: "But the length of the rope is always limited, what if it reaches the end?"

Yuan Bao thought: "The hook got stuck in the crack of the rock, and it might be impossible to pull it back. If it is put at the end, you can only cut the back rope and throw a new one forward."

Fang Wuxiang said: "That's why a row of rope hooks are placed on the bow, because each rope can only be used once, and it must be cut after use."

The two looked at each other at the same time, with surprised expressions on their faces.

They thought of the same thing——using this rope boat, they might be able to cross the wind and rain and cross to the other side.

But Fang Wuxiang's face darkened quickly: "This rope boat is too small, can it really carry two people?"

Yuan Bao couldn't help biting his lip.

He also discovered this, the ropes on the rope boat are limited, and there are no replacement parts.Due to the limited size, this kind of small boat cannot be compared with the ferry boat at all. If you look carefully, the surface of the purlins that make up the main body of the rope boat is rough, and it has not been oiled and waxed. It may be difficult to soak in the water for a long time.

Judging from various indications, this rope boat is not like a tool, but more like a water toy that the boatman at Quebeiwu made on a whim.Boat operators often need to repair the boats themselves, so all the boatmen in Birdback Dock are good craftsmen, and it is not difficult for them to build such a small boat.

God's will tricks people, its maker must never have imagined that there would be a day when the ferry boat he relied on for his livelihood was deliberately destroyed, but the handy toy survived by luck.

Yuan Bao thought for a long time, finally let go of his bitten red and swollen lips, turned to the people around him, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Wuxiang, you should leave now by rope boat."

Fang Wuxiang was shocked: "Me? Me alone?"

"You alone are enough."

"Why, isn't it you who always wanted to leave the island?"

Yuan Bao was silent for a moment, and said, "Didn't you ever question why I had to leave?"

Fang Wuxiang said: "You know more than me, so naturally you have your reasons."

Yuan Bao looked straight at the other party, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

Fang Wuxiang trusted himself so much.

Reliance was a luxury never attended to in his humble life.

He suddenly made up his mind, took a step forward, put one hand on the other's shoulder, and said with a serious expression, "If you believe me, just listen to me, there will definitely be chaos on Yingzhou Island."

"Disaster?"

"That's right, the death row prisoners who landed on the island will definitely fight each other for Mo Xie Sword, and kill everyone who stands in their way. No matter whether they are descendants of aristocratic families or ordinary people, they will not be able to escape."

Perhaps because his tone was too gloomy, Fang Wuxiang couldn't help showing a look of fear, but he quickly argued: "There are always a few wicked people, even if they want to grab the sword, they won't be completely unruly."

"Are you talking about rules with death row prisoners?"

"Even if he was a prisoner on death row, since he has been pardoned, he has a chance to reform himself."

"No."

"Why? Because there are rumors that Mo Xiejian has an evil spirit? That's just nonsense."

Yuan Bao smiled wryly: "This sentence is not false, it is indeed nonsense."

Fang Wuxiang was startled again.

Yuan Bao continued: "The real reason is simpler than you think - if they can't get the Mo Xie Sword, they will only die."

"what?"

"Do you think they came to Yingzhou Island for no reason? No, they were brought up by someone. They did get amnesty, but after they left the sky prison, they were led by a man wearing a copper mask on a boat, that