[Shen Wang] Banana deer

On the way back to the inn, the two walked side by side on the quaint and wide Qingshi Street.

The moonlight is like water, and the corners of the clothes are fluttering and shaking in the evening wind.

Wang Lianhua held the fan and tapped her palm casually, and asked, "Shen Lang, what do you think Laoshan will prepare for us?"

Shen Lang said: "How to cherish the snowy mountain, it must be very difficult to obtain it. I asked the local people in the inn yesterday, and it is said that Yulong Snow Mountain was a beautiful place for viewing and entertainment decades ago. It is beautiful, sometimes wrapped in clouds and mist, disappearing and appearing suddenly, sometimes the top of the mountain is covered with clouds, mysterious, and sometimes it is open up and down, with white clouds lying across its waist. At that time, the snow-capped mountains are beautiful and colorful, and anyone can go up to play. But one day later, two After the young men and women went up, they didn’t return for a long time. At first, everyone thought it was bad luck. They encountered wild animals. Who knew that after that day, none of the people who went up came back, and everyone realized that something was wrong. Since then , no one dared to go up again. From the bottom to the top of the snow mountain, it has to pass through four places in total, Silent Forest, Blue Moon Valley, Spruce Flat, Seracus Forest, and the Youtan is at the highest point of the Seracus Forest, with a steep fan. As for What kind of mysterious and dangerous places these four places are, but no one knows."

Wang Lianhua said with a smile: "You can inquire clearly, but tomorrow Lao Shan will definitely explain ten times more detailed than you."

Shen Lang smiled sideways, and stopped talking. The two walked quietly side by side, with only the sound of gurgling water in their ears. At this moment, it was peaceful and peaceful, and no one wanted to think about the treacherous dangers and life and death they would face after tomorrow. Danger.

Suddenly there was a woman's shouting sound from behind, gradually advancing from a distance, looking back, the two of them changed color instantly.

Even if it was a hidden weapon, the two of them would not be overwhelmed by surprise, but it was not a hidden weapon, but a woman, or six.

Each one is as fat as two Shen Langs, and they are old enough to be Shen Lang's mother.

The women wore colorful gauze skirts, twisting their fat bodies, like six colorful hills, rushing towards them, kicking up the dust.

When they got closer, they saw that they seemed to have two catties of rouge smeared on their faces, and the artificial smiles made the rouge and rouge fall from the folds of their faces. They called out as they ran, "Two catties Young master, don't go.", "Young master, you have come back, and you agreed to accompany me tonight." The voice has a bit of vicissitudes, but it is trying to be coquettish, only to hear goosebumps all over the body.

Wang Lianhua's face turned pale, "Brother Shen is really a genius, can you drink with such a girl accompanying the wine?"

Shen Lang smiled wryly: "But I don't know who chose it personally?"

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "At least everyone can drink well."

He whispered to Shen Lang again, "It's just that you can't even use lightness kung fu at this moment, that's all." He just stood still with a smile on his face, waiting for the six women.

Although the six girls were as fat as fat pigs, they were not slow at all. In the blink of an eye, they had already arrived in front of the two of them, surrounding them in a circle.

"My lord, I am the first one to drink the wine. You promised to accompany me tonight, but you are not allowed to play tricks." A woman in green gauze coquettishly leaned towards Shen Lang with winking eyes. He has lost all his skills, but his steps are not chaotic, he makes a slight mistake, and avoids it sideways.

"Young master." Seeing that Shen Lang avoided him, the woman stomped her feet angrily, and with a coquettish sound, she was about to pounce on Shen Lang again.That voice only made Wang Lianhua tremble all over.

At the same time, a woman with a red gauze and a white gauze also smiled coquettishly, leaning towards Wang Lianhua from the left and right sides, separating him from Shen Lang intentionally or unintentionally, and climbing up Wang Lianhua's waist with fat and white hands. Arm, "Master, let's go back and drink together, shall we?"

Wang Lianhua was about to turn around, but she caught a glimpse of a cold light from the corner of her eyes, her heart shivered, knowing that the ultimate move had been made.Move your footsteps and stick to Shen Lang.But there were two hills standing beside him, and he slapped the two of them away, and his pace slowed down a bit. After seeing the situation clearly, a bright short knife with a blade one foot long had already stabbed Shen Lang.

The dagger came very fast, as fast as thunder.

Who would have thought that these old and fat brothel women are actually masters of knives.Under their pretentious and coquettish smiles, there was actually a deep murderous intent.

In the past, even if the knife was three points faster, it would definitely not touch Shen Lang's half of his clothes, but at this moment, his skill has been lost, even if he stepped out of the lost step and retreated sharply, the speed would never be as fast as that of Shen Lang. Compared with the dagger that is as powerful as the wind.

The dagger stopped suddenly just as it was about to pierce through Shen Lang's chest.

The tip of the knife was right at the heart, half an inch away, just a light blow, and Shen Lang would surely die.

Cold sweat oozed from Shen Lang's forehead.

He stared at the bright dagger.

The short knife didn't pierce his chest, but there was blood winding along the knife surface and dripping onto the bluestone board.

Blood dripped to the ground, making a ticking sound.He obviously couldn't hear such a subtle sound, but at this moment, it was extremely clear in his ears, as if the sound came from the bottom of his heart.

There was a roar in Shen Lang's ears, and his whole body was as dull as thunder.

He saw five white and slender fingers, and at the moment when the sharp blade was about to pierce his chest, he grasped them tightly, making it impossible to move forward.

The moonlight shone on that hand, which was as white as a faint silver light.

Shen Lang has seen that hand pinching a cup, seeing that hand plucking the strings, seeing that hand throwing a hidden weapon, but he has never seen that hand holding a knife blade, let alone blood on that hand. dripping.

The next moment, another slender palm struck the fat hand holding the handle of the knife, and the short knife fell to the ground with a clang.

One hit missed, and in an instant, there were six groans, and all six of them pulled out sharp steel knives from their waists, some were long and some were short, some were narrow and some were wide, but all of them were as sharp as autumn frost.Reflecting the cold moon, after the cold light flickered, Qi Qi attacked the two of them.

Although the six women were unreasonably fat, their qinggong skills were also unbelievably good. Their movements were as fast as lightning, and they instantly changed from six hills to six white clouds riding the wind.Their hands are fat and thick, but when they hold the handle of the knife, they are stable and composed, and their moves are even more swift and fierce, without any muddling.

Everyone's sword skills are no longer under Xu Changshui.

Therefore, whether it is a young woman or an old woman, if they are hard-hearted, they will really make men suffer.

Wang Lianhua flicked her wrist, and the folding fan unfolded with a bang, infused with true energy, the fragile paper fan was instantly as hard as iron, and slashed towards the throat of a woman who was holding a knife forward.The woman managed to dodge it, but the murderous aura and chill emanating from the paper fan had already made her tremble all over, and her hands and feet were numb.

Blood spilled from between Wang Lianhua's fingers, staining the white fan a little red, it was of course his own blood, but he didn't realize it, his body was like a swimming fish, light and graceful.Spinning and leaping among the six hills surrounded by screams, the speed is so fast, it seems that only a pale shadow of crimson can be seen, flickering and appearing.

Only one of the women could be heard whispering, "Just kill Shen Lang."

The six women surrounding Wang Lianhua quickly dispersed, rolling towards Shen Lang like a tide.Before the tide came, Wang Lianhua suddenly fell in front of Shen Lang like a flash of light.

The six people touched their toes, and their huge bodies spun around like spinning tops. The six sword lights interweaved into a shimmering and dense net, covering Wang Lianhua.

Wang Lianhua's martial arts are complex, with palms, fists and claws, strange moves and falling out, turning the folding fan like a sharp blade.Although the six women's individual skills were not as good as they were, the six of them advanced and retreated well, and cooperated with each other to form a tight saber array, Wang Lianhua was helpless for a while.

Shen Lang kept staring at the reddish figure, saw the bright red oozing from between the fingers holding the folding fan, his eyes seemed to be burning, and his heart became anxious.

After trying the true qi in the dantian, it was still scattered and hard to gather, and he strengthened his self-motivation skills, suddenly his chest felt tight, his head became dizzy, and his body shook slightly twice.But there was a hand that gently supported his elbow to help him stand still.

During this interval, Wang Lianhua whispered: "You go first, I can get away by myself."

Shen Lang knew that he couldn't help at the moment, so he nodded slightly at him, turned around and ran towards the end of the long street.

Shen Lang ran for a while, couldn't help turning around to look, and saw the light red figure from a distance, like a frightened dragon swimming, leaping vertically between the sky and the earth, the fluttering red shirt and the colorful gauze were entangled together, forming a fuzzy mess shadow.

Shen Lang stared at that direction, his eyes danced, but only one sentence floated in his mind, he actually hurt himself in order to save me.

Wang Lianhua dealt with the six women for a while, although she was not at a loss, her palms were in pain, she no longer wanted to fight, and secretly thought of a good way to escape.

At this moment, the light of the saber flashed, and there were two women standing in front of her. Wang Lianhua's lips curled slightly, her toes lightly tapped, and she flew obliquely to the right. With her sleeves rolled up, a piece of blue powder instantly wafted across the sky, and the fragrance It was overflowing, and two women were left with one head and one face.The two were in a hurry to shake their hands, and just as they raised their hands, before they touched their heads and faces, both of them rolled their eyes, and fell limply to the ground like a drained ball.

The remaining four people were stunned for a moment, and one of them said angrily: "What a boy, you can be tricky." Then he raised his long knife and slashed at her. Wang Lianhua dodged sideways, like a ghost, and raised his palm to slap her face. , the woman wanted to raise her hand to receive his palm, but suddenly saw a sharp silver needle sandwiched between the fingers of his palm, the tip of the needle had a faint blue light, obviously poisoned, so she had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge. He wanted to back away, but it was too late, he hit his right shoulder, half of his body was numb and weak in an instant, and it was difficult to even lift the knife, so he exclaimed, "Poisonous." He sat down on the ground paralyzed.

The three people who were still standing were panicked and looked at each other. I don't know who shouted, "Get out." The three immediately carried the other three who were injured on the ground on their backs, like three huge boulders, facing the way they came from under the moonlight. , rolled away without a sound, they came very quickly, and of course they left not too slowly, and they disappeared at the corner of the street in the blink of an eye.

Wang Lianhua watched the six people leave, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, the paper fan was gently shaking against her chest, the bright white fan was covered with dots of bright red, which seemed to outline a tree of red plums.He was about to leave.When he turned around, he saw that Shen Lang was still standing not far behind him, with an indistinguishable expression on his face.

Slightly dazed, he frowned and asked, "You haven't left yet?"

Shen Lang didn't speak, but walked over, his eyes fluttered, but his expression was only indifferent.

Wang Lianhua was a little shorter than him, looking up, with a smile on the corner of her lips, "Could it be that Shen Daxia is moving?"

The mixed feelings in Shen Lang's heart were instantly diluted by these words, and that lazy, indifferent smile appeared on his face again, but the outline of his cheeks was warm and soft.He reached out and tore off a soft white cloth from the back of his robe, and took Wang Lianhua's injured hand, as if to bandage him.

However, Wang Lianhua pressed Shen Lang's wrist with the other hand, took out a small blue porcelain bottle from her bosom, flicked off the lid with her fingers, handed it to him, and said with a smile: "I don't need some wound medicine, I'm afraid my hand is Can't see anyone anymore."

Shen Lang took it and applied the medicine for him. With his head down, he was extremely focused, and his movements were very light and slow, applying it little by little.

Shen Lang's face is clear and bright, the smile in his eyes is like sea water, wide and far away, even when the raging wind blows, it is just a few waves rolled up, after the wind passes, it is calm and peaceful again.

He lowered his head, applied the good medicine, and wrapped the soft cloth tightly around the wound. Wang Lianhua looked at him, and saw only the clean lines of his forehead and jaw, and a few strands of hair hanging from his temples, loose Soft and soft, with a little bend.

Wang Lianhua looked a little startled, Shen Lang suddenly said: "Do you know who these people are tonight?" He was talking, but he didn't raise his eyes, and his hands didn't stop.

Wang Lianhua said: "It must be a member of the theater troupe."

Shen Lang said: "It seems that the troupe's purpose is very clear, it is to kill me. But I thought of a key point."

Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows, "You mean Sanmei Tu?"

"It all started because of Sanmeitu. Sanmeitu is closely related to Happy King, and you are also closely related to Happy King."

Wang Lianhua smiled and said: "Aren't you also closely related to Happy King?"

Wang Lianhua seemed to think of the key again, and said in a heavy voice: "I thought of it, I will write right away! There are three letters in total, the first one led me to look for the three beautiful pictures, the second one is Bai Feifei's letter, and the third one tells me It's Lao Shan's message, these three letters seem to be completely different, but they all point to the same purpose."

Shen Lang raised his head, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to be thinking, "You mean? The purpose of the three letters is to lead you to the desert?"

Wang Lianhua nodded and said: "Perhaps it should be said that it is guiding you and me to the desert."

"Could it be the head teacher?"

"If the boss is the person who sent the letter, he would kill you and poison me. These two things seem to be completely different from the purpose of sending the letter. And since the person who sent the letter can get Bai Feifei's suicide note, it is obvious that he has a lot to do with Bai Feifei."

When Wang Lianhua was still analyzing it, Shen Lang had already bandaged him up, and said with a smile: "So, they have already regarded you and me as people along the way?"

Wang Lianhua shook her finger, said with a smile: "I, Wang Lianhua, is a treacherous villain, and when did I get along with Shen Daxia?"

After finishing speaking, he took his hand away from Shen Lang's hand, and walked along the moonlit street first.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "Life is mysterious, so how does Mr. Wang know that Mr. Shen will not happen to be on the same road as Mr. Wang?" After saying that, he also followed him away.

Two figures, one red and one blue, slowly melted into the end of the long street under the white moon.

Back at the inn, Shen Lang was lying on the bed, looking out the window at the blue sky and the stars all over the sky, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was looking at.

After a while, he sighed.

He didn't want to think deeply about why Wang Lianhua made that decision at that critical moment.

Instead, I remembered the dream in Duanjiazhuang, and the words Wang Lianhua once said to herself, "You are such a hero who always carries a heavy burden, even if you give it to me, I don't want to be it. I really don't know what's the point of you doing this?"

He suddenly began to seriously think about this question. In the past, he shouldered the responsibility of being a son, so in the future, should he shoulder the responsibility of being a father?

Why do I live for?What kind of life do you want to live?But in any case, these responsibilities cannot be escaped or let go.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Suddenly, there was a hissing sound from the next room. The walls of the inn were thin and the sound insulation was not good, so the sound fell into Shen Lang's ears very clearly.

The next door is Wang Lianhua, he seems to be suffering?Is it because of the injury on the hand?

Shen Lang put on his clothes and got up, walked to the door next door, heard a rustling sound inside, and knocked on the door, "My lord, are you asleep?"

The voice inside stopped, Wang Lianhua said through the door: "Shen Daxia likes to ask questions knowingly?"

Shen Lang said: "Then are you alright?"

After a moment of silence, Wang Lianhua opened the door and said with a stern face: "It should not be dead yet."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Do you want me to help?"

Shen Lang looked sideways at the room, and saw a bathtub inside, and the heat was curling up, Wang Lianhua raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Brother Shen, do you want to help me take a bath?"

Shen Lang didn't answer, and stepped in. Seeing the green vial and a roll of white gauze on the table, he took his hand. The bandage on his hand had been partially removed by himself. Prepare to change dressings.

Shen Lang carefully helped him take off the old cloth, gently applied the wound medicine, and wrapped it with clean gauze. After finishing all this, he smiled and said: "Okay, the medicine is changed, as for taking a bath, Wang Eldest Young Master, please take care of yourself.”

As he said that, he had already reached the door, and turned around to remind him: "Be careful not to touch the water."

Wang Lianhua saw him swaying and leaving, but felt that the roots of her teeth were itching badly.