Fengguixu

The fortune-teller's footsteps were extremely fast, and he was familiar with the topography of Langya City, just watched him turn left and right in the narrow streets and dark alleys, wandering back and forth, and if someone else came, he would be lost if he didn't pay attention.

But he bumped into Yu Jinhuan's hand.

The surname Yu's martial arts is not very good, but he seems to be quite proficient in stalking and stalking, and can be used many times at critical moments when the opponent is about to get rid of him.

In this way, after you chased me for half a stick of incense, the erratic figure in front finally stopped at the other end of the alley.

pouring rain.

The three of them were drenched.

"When are you two going to follow me?" The fortune-teller was a little out of breath, even a little out of breath, "My fortune-telling is out of the question today, even if you put a knife on my neck. Please go back!"

It turns out that this is the magic fortune teller Bu Yin Yang in The Seven Heroes of Lu Qi.

Shen Xu looked at Xiang Yu Jinhuan out of the corner of his eye, wondering what he was trying to do by pestering her, didn't he insist on fortune-telling?

I saw that Yu Jinhuan was full of fairy air, and the big puffy silk and satin looked a little embarrassed and funny after being wet by the rain. He pulled the neckline in disgust, and a piece of rain-soaked jade-white chest was exposed. After coming out, Shen Xu only took a look, frowned slightly, and immediately turned his head.

"I don't ask you to tell fortunes either." Yu Jinhuan said in an open voice, "I just want you to take me to meet someone."

"call--"

He threw a shiny silver object in his hand, crossed the alley, and went away through the wind.

Bu Yinyang stretched out his hand casually, caught it, and opened his palm to see that it was the ingot of silver just now.

Bu Yinyang put the money into his arms first, and then asked: "Who are you looking for?"

"Kong Lao has six holes of economics." Yu Jin said happily.

"Hey, I thought you were looking for some kind of person who is hard to find in the sky and on the earth. It turned out to be my brother Kong." Bu Yinyang laughed, "You can wait at the gate of Beishanzi Tea House early tomorrow morning. I come there every day to talk about books."

As he spoke, he turned around carrying his shoulder pole and wanted to leave.

Yu Jinhuan took another step forward, holding down one end of the heavy shoulder pole: "But we can't wait for that time."

Bu Yinyang squinted over: "Why, what's the most important thing you have?"

"It's not that I have something important to do." Yu Jinhuan suppressed her smile, "I'm afraid that something important will happen to your brother who is a storyteller."

Bu Yinyang's expression froze: "You underestimated our brothers too, Brother Six's skill, ordinary people can't do anything to him."

"I'm afraid, I'm not an ordinary person." Yu Jinhuan let go of his hand, sighed, and changed into a casual tone, "Forget it, it's your brother anyway, not my brother, and it has nothing to do with me. If you really don't care care……"

Before he finished speaking, Bu Yinyang had already rushed away.

Shen Xu looked at his flying back, and asked in puzzlement: "I know what can happen to the old man?"

Yu Jinhuan's eyes were heavy: "He has offended someone who shouldn't be offended today."

Rainy.

The door is small but the wall is high.

Inside the high wall, there are willows and willows, and someone is playing the flute.

The sound of the flute chilled Leng Se, mournfully, with an ominous aura.

Before the door was opened, Yu Jinhuan was already shaking his head: "The sound of the flute has already started, it's too late."

When Bu Yinyang heard the sound of the flute, he stopped suddenly, then unloaded the goods, picked up the iron pole, and slammed open the closed courtyard door.

A sickening smell of blood filled the damp rain and fog.

Shen Xu heard a strange sound, like the panting of a wild animal when it was dying, mixed with the thumping of fish when they left the shore and lacked water.

Standing in the rain in the yard was a man in purple shirt. He was tall and thin, wearing a wide hat with the brim pressed tightly between his eyebrows, the shadow cast on his face covered his face, and a drop of rain was slowly dripping from the brim of the hat. Slowly dripping, it landed on the hole flute made of nine-section purple bamboo in his hand.

At his feet, lay three corpses.

Shen Xu recognized one of them as Kong Jinglun, his wide open mouth was black and blood was flowing, and the severed tongue was clutched in his own left hand.It was just a shriveled, stiff piece of dead flesh, with clotted black blood and atrophied fascia.

Shen Xu really didn't know that people's tongues were so long.

Kong Jinglun held a bloody dagger in his right hand.Apparently, he cut off his own tongue.

Of course, no one cuts off his tongue by himself, he must be forced.

The corpses two steps away from him all had their throats sealed with a sword, one had several dead poisonous snakes scattered around it, and the other was still clutching a nine-ringed broadsword tightly in its hand, dying with grievances.

The whistle stopped abruptly.

Bu Yinyang's iron pole has shattered Chang Feng.

Of course he wants to avenge his brother who died tragically.

Zi Shan Ke also made a move, he took out a sword from the hole flute, a short, thin, light sword like a willow leaf.

The iron pole was as heavy as a thousand jun, and when it was swung, there were gusts of wind. With a roar, Bu Yinyang jumped up on the ground, and the pole smashed towards the head of the Zishan guest.

His roar was very short, because before his shoulder pole fell down, the thin sword of the purple shirt man had pierced his right palm, "Puff Chi", the sword pierced in, then pulled out, the tip of the sword went down, and then pierced him again soles of the feet.

The severe pain made Bu Yinyang tremble all over, his eyes burst out, the muscles on his face convulsed violently, and the long hair on the mole on his cheeks trembled: "Return, give back the lives of my third, fourth and sixth brothers... ..."

He dragged the shoulder pole backwards with his left hand, and raised the shoulder pole inch by inch, a white light flashed, a star of blood arrows shot out, and Zishan's sword fell towards his heart again.

But Bu Yinyang did not die.

Because Shen Xu saved him.

He sat down behind Shen Xu and was still able to speak: "Heartless flute, willow eyebrows and swords, melancholy Yan Wang Qin Chenjue. Hades wants you to die on the third watch, and will never keep anyone until the fifth watch. Hehe, what a Qin Chenjue, I have a different way What is the enmity between the Seven Heroes and you, and you want to kill them all like this?"

"I have no enmity with you." Qin Chenjue answered his words, but looked at Shen Xu, "It's just that your storyteller brother said something that shouldn't be said and offended my master."

Shen Xu met his eyes from under the hat, they were vicious like a poisonous snake, but full of sadness for some reason.

Turning those eyes, they stared darkly at Yu Jinhuan behind Shen Hui again, and there was a chilly smile in his eyes, which made one's hair stand on end.

"It turned out that my muddled brother offended the leader of the Demon Cult, so Feng let the dog out to bite people!" Bu Yinyang snorted twice, defiantly saying, "Today you will find all seven of my brothers and kill them!" Death, one is one, otherwise as long as one is left, the green mountains will not change and the green waters will flow forever, and you, Qin Chen, will definitely die in the hands of Lu Qi in the future!"

"You're wrong, but my master's surname is not Feng." Qin Chenjue's snake eyes turned back to Shen Xu's face, breathing lightly, and asked quietly, "You want to save him?"

Shen Xu said indifferently: "It's not him who offended your master."

"But you heard it too, he will kill me in the future." Qin Chen's face was like gold paper, he slowly stroked the thin sword edge, and smiled lonely, "If he comes to seek revenge in the future, he will also die by my sword. A little bit, a little bit sooner, you will die under my sword anyway. Now I finish him with my sword as soon as possible, and save him a lot of resentment and sorrow in the future. You know, living alone is better than killing him. to suffer."

"Even if it's painful, it's still alive." Shen Xu said.

Qin Chenjue was startled, his eyebrows were raised, he stared at Shen Xu for a long time, then he looked up to the sky and smiled, and said repeatedly: "Okay! Okay!"

Followed by Xin holding a sword flower in his hand, his figure bullied him like a ghost: "If you want him to live, you must first defeat me!"

The person had already arrived, and Shen Xu's No Bullying Sword had also been unsheathed.

The pitch-black sword collided with the thin sword, and the fast sword faced the fast sword, but there was no shadow, only the sound of clanking was heard continuously, and a grand sword aura hovered around the two of them, and the sword aura made the branches and willows dance wildly .Wrapped in the bitter wind and rain, the falling willow leaves were crushed into powder by the vertical and horizontal sword energy, flying all over the sky, and the sky and the earth were green and green.

Yu Jinhuan picked up two willow leaves between his fingers and turned them slowly, his eyes were fixed on the indistinguishable figures of the two fighting each other.

Bu Yinyang also held three copper coins in his hand, and was ready to help out at any moment. He glanced at Yu Jinhuan and asked curiously, "Aren't you going to help him?"

Yu Jinhuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Why should I help him?"

Bu Yinyang shook his head and sighed: "It is said that there are seven hardships in life. Birth, old age, sickness and death are nothing, but parting from love, meeting resentment and resentment, and not being able to get what you want are the most suffering. There are many idiots in the world who resent their daughters and mistake their true feelings for lovesickness."

He suddenly said the hexagrams and images, Yu Jinhuan was puzzled, and when he wanted to study it carefully, he suddenly heard a "呵啦" in the courtyard.

Yu Jin was surprised, and immediately raised his eyes to look.

The two people who were fighting had separated, they looked at each other, and stood still.

A piece of Yuebai's sleeve slowly floated down from the air, and Shen Xu's sword-holding hand trembled slightly.

Qin Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, the Liumei sword was inserted into the flute, and he was holding the flute across his chest.

The wind stopped, the rain stopped.

With a "click", the hat on Qin Chenjue's head gradually separated from it, and finally split into two halves, which fell to the ground one after another, revealing a Wenxiu and feminine face underneath.

"The traitor of the Jiange really deserves his reputation." Qin Chenjue's cold eyes swept over everyone's faces in turn, "Today I was lucky enough to learn the skills of an expert, and Qin did not deserve to lose. I will save this fortune-telling for the time being. Revenge and revenge, come to Bailibei Palace, Qin Chen will definitely wait for you, three, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he lifted his breath and leaped onto the willow branches. With a light tap of his toes, he had already passed the wall and disappeared.

Seeing that the person had gone far away, Shen Xu felt relieved and slowly retracted the sword into its sheath.He was puzzled, he and Qin Chenjue were actually evenly matched in the first battle, and it would be difficult to tell the winner in a few more rounds, and he didn't know why this person suddenly gave up and conceded defeat?

The beating was over, the crisis in front of him was resolved, Shen Xu didn't think about it, he turned his head to look for Yu Jinhuan, Yu Jinhuan was just flicking the willow leaves in his hand, when he looked up and saw him looking over, he spread his lips and smiled exaggeratedly Thumbs up: "Brother Xu is amazing! Be proud of Brother Xu!"

Shen Xu thought to himself, I am good at mine, what are you proud of?

Bu Yinyang next to him also gave a thumbs up: "People in the Jianghu exaggerate the martial arts of the melancholy Hades. Today, Bu Suanzi saw that it was far inferior to your little thumb, young hero. Today, young hero saved Bu Suanzi's life. In the future, as long as you Tell me, I, Luqi Qixia, will go in the fire and in the water, and I will never frown!"

"Sir, you are polite." Shen Xu's face blushed when he praised him, "Actually, I can't beat that Qin..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Jinhuan suddenly said, "It's a matter here, Mr. Bu, it's more important to bury your three hard-working brothers first. If there are not enough manpower, Brother Xu and I will also come to help."

As soon as he reminded him, Bu Yinyang felt sad, dragged his injured foot and limped to the side of Kong Laoliu's corpse, knelt down with a plop, and burst into tears: "You old fool! I told you to keep your mouth shut when you are telling stories. , don’t listen, you can understand that this will bring disaster..."

Since the wind was too late to leave, Shen Xu couldn't see such a farewell scene, so he raised his throat slightly and turned his face away.

Turning his head, he suddenly saw water shadows floating in the huge water tank in the courtyard, moss floating, and shadows inside, as if there were living things.

Suspicious in his heart, he pressed the hilt of his sword with one hand and paced away.

Before I approached, I only heard the sound of "哗啦", and the water splashed.

Shen Xu stood close, and was a little too late to raise his sleeves to cover him, thinking that he had been drenched by the rain just now, and now it would be nothing serious to be splashed on his face with the dirty water in the tank.Just as he was closing his eyes and waiting to be splashed, his shoulders suddenly sank, and the man behind him wrapped his arms around him and turned around in time.

Shen Xu knocked the tip of his nose on the hard and clean collarbone, smelled the cold fragrance from the man, blinked, and curled up his fingertips.

Yu Jinhuan circled Shen Xu's body and protected him in his arms. This move was at a critical moment, and he had no time to cover it with his sleeves, so the sewage splashed in the tank just splashed all over his face.