But when Ying Chuanlin saw that Du Zhenghai had used the "Shadow Transformation" move to injure many guards in the Marquis' Mansion, he couldn't help but become furious. He turned his gloomy eyes and shouted coldly: "You bastard, don't be so arrogant. Take your life!"
With that said, he drew out his long sword and flew forward.
After the brutal fight, Du Zhenghai had lost most of his physical strength and was almost at the end of his strength; what's more, he was facing such a powerful and fierce opponent whose skills were much higher than his own!
He had no intention of fighting, so he managed to cope with a few moves, then moved towards the window while fighting. He wanted to escape through the window.
On the ninth move, Ying Chuanlin used the "North Wind Blowing Snow" move, which hit Du Zhenghai's heart. He "stepped back" and made a feint move. When Ying Chuanlin ducked back, he "turned over like a kite" and headed towards The window is omitted.
Unexpectedly, Ying Chuanlin was right in his tracks. It turned out that he had already figured out Du Zhenghai's thoughts and deliberately retreated to trick the other party into being fooled.
His next move was "spring goes and spring comes back again", a cold light, and the long sword was swung towards Du Zhenghai's neck.
It was too late for Du Zhenghai to dodge, so he couldn't help shouting, "My life is at stake!" He could only close his eyes and wait for death.
Ying Chuanlin's sword was just a hair away from hitting Du Zhenghai's neck, but suddenly he felt a stinging pain in his wrist. He couldn't help but scream, the hand holding the sword was off, and he missed the perfect opportunity to kill Du Zhenghai. opportunity.
He stumbled back a few steps and almost dropped the sword in his hand!
Du Zhenghai narrowly escaped death and couldn't help but secretly shout, "What a dangerous situation!" He took a long breath, took the opportunity and flew out of the window with an agile "Lone Goose Out of the Flock".
Ying Chuanlin stayed there for a while.
When Ying Chuanlin calmed down and rushed to the window, he saw crowds of people and traffic on the street downstairs. Du Zhenghai had long disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel depressed.
Look at the wrist that was hit by a concealed weapon. It is green and purple, and has become swollen. He turned around and looked for the hidden weapon that hurt him, but found nothing except messes all over the ground.
Seeing Du Zhenghai escape, He Yuting was very upset and said coldly: "Martial Master Ying, don't you pride yourself on your martial arts skills? Why did you let the thief escape at the critical moment? Please give me an explanation."
Ying Chuanlin said: "Master Hou, please forgive me. In fact, my subordinate was about to succeed just now, but suddenly someone attacked me with a hidden weapon, causing the culprit to escape. Therefore, my success fell short. Please forgive me, Master Hou."
As he spoke, he raised his injured right wrist to show He Yuting.
He Yuting asked angrily: "Who is so bold as to dare to collude with the thief and help the thief escape?"
Ying Chuanlin's sinister eyes flashed, and he said in a neutral tone: "Apart from my subordinates and the thief, the only people upstairs are the Marquis, Commander Ling, and the shopkeeper."
When the shopkeeper on the side heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and said repeatedly: "Master Hou, I am aware that this villain has no strength to tie a chicken, and does not know any martial arts, so how can he use a hidden weapon to hurt people? Hou?" Master Mingjian! Master Hou Mingjian!..."
He Yuting said with a gloomy face: "Get out!"
As soon as the shopkeeper heard the pardon order, he rolled downstairs.
Ying Chuanlin slowly walked up to Ling Yun, narrowed his black eyes slightly, and looked straight at him, his dark eyes full of questioning.
Ling Yun raised his chin slightly and said in a cold voice: "Martial Master Ying, if you have anything to say, please just say it."
Ying Chuanlin said: "People of the bright side don't do secret things. Junior brother, was that hidden weapon issued by you just now?"
A sneer appeared on Ling Yun's thin lips: "People in the light don't do secret things? Who are you talking about, senior brother? Could it be that senior brother just let the thief go by mistake, but couldn't find a reason to shirk responsibility and wanted to blame others? "
Ying Chuanlin was so angry that he was speechless for a moment.
Ling Yun said unhurriedly: "Ling Yun has been with Mr. He just now, and his every move will not escape the eyes of Mr. He. In this situation, what chance does Ling Yun have to hurt someone with a hidden weapon?
"As the saying goes: catch a thief and catch a thief, catch an adulterer and catch a double. Martial Master Ying said that this hidden weapon was made by Ling Yun. Where is the evidence? Ling Yun came here this time, except for this sword, he was unarmed. Dare to ask Martial Master Ying, just now Ling Yun Your Excellency was injured by some hidden weapon?"
Ling Yun's words were sharp and aggressive, leaving Ying Chuanlin speechless and looking extremely embarrassed.
He Yuting frowned slightly and said in a teasing tone: "I really admire Commander Ling for his sharp teeth and eloquent speech! I will certainly visit the Japanese Palace in person and congratulate Mr. Lu. Congratulations to him for teaching his subordinates well and cultivating such a shrewd and capable genius."
Ling Yun heard He Yuting's tone full of ridicule and sarcasm, and for some reason, a sudden sadness surged into his heart.
However, he still tried his best to adjust his chaotic emotions, and said with a faint smile: "Master He said something serious. If there is nothing else, Ling Yun will leave first." After saying that, he cupped his hands at He Yuting, then turned and walked away.
He Yuting silently looked at his retreating, tall and strong back, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart. This feeling seemed familiar and somewhat familiar...
He Yuting returned to the Marquis' Mansion dejectedly, sitting in the hall, thinking about what happened today, still feeling angry.
Princess Chang Qing felt strange when she saw that his face was as dark as water and full of sullenness, so she asked him softly what happened?
He Yuting then told what happened in the restaurant today, and then said bitterly: "The most irritating thing is: let this brat Du Zhenghai get away! And Ling Yun, knowing that I have deep hatred with Du Zhenghai." , not only didn’t help me, but also colluded with that brat to ruin my big event... Oh! I’m really angry to death!”
Princess Chang Qing's crystal clear eyes turned and said, "Then what does the Marquis plan to do?"
A flash of anger flashed through He Yuting's eyes, and he said angrily: "Ling Yun, this brat is so ignorant! At the beginning, I kindly reminded him to stop meddling in other people's business and get into trouble; but he turned out to be stubborn. Ling, not only did he not listen to my advice, he also secretly collaborated with thieves and worked against me. I want to go to the Holy One to file a complaint against him, accusing him of colluding with bandits and plotting evil--"
Princess Chang Qing frowned and said: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate! Although Ling Yun did something a little too much, it's not that serious! If you bring this matter to the Holy One and the Holy One blames him, wouldn't you blame him? Is his future ruined? Besides, my niece Huanyu won’t agree to it either!”
He Yuting said: "But I can't swallow this breath."
Princess Chang Qing said: "Don't forget, Ling Yun still has life-saving grace for you! That time at Ge Zhong's house in Cuizhu Villa, you were bitten by a poisonous scorpion. Who risked everything to take drugs and heal your wounds, and worked tirelessly to heal your wounds?" The one who took you to the Miracle Doctor Villa overnight to seek medical treatment? Lord Marquis, we must not be ungrateful in our work!"
He Yuting said: "Princess, why are you talking to Ling Yun like this?"
Princess Chang Qing smiled and said: "Because he is my niece-in-law!"
He Yuting looked at her, "Is it just that?"
Princess Chang Qing sighed and said: "I can't explain clearly. Anyway, I have liked this child very much from the first time I saw him. That feeling of déjà vu is inexplicable and kind. I don't even know what it is. What is it for?..."
He Yuting said silently: "Stop talking."
Because he seemed to feel the same way. Feeling a little confused, he slowly walked to the window and stared out the window in ecstasy.
Outside the window, the autumn wind is rustling, the vegetation is rustling, and the leaves are red with frost. A line of autumn geese flew by in the sky, making a sad sound. …
Du Zhenghai raised his face and saw exactly this group of wild geese.
The sound of autumn geese evoked the sadness and sadness in his heart. He reined in the horse, and the white horse raised its head and let out a long neigh.
Du Zhenghai said to himself: "Ma, tell me, where should I go? The world is so big, is there no place for me, Du Zhenghai?"
Du Zhenghai walked carelessly, and Mo Shuiling's beautiful and sad face flashed in his mind. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Du Zhenghai, why are you still thinking about her? She has become the emperor's woman now, and you and her are already like a mirror. , can’t you still get rid of this emotional trouble?”
He couldn't help but think of a poem by his predecessors:
The flowers in the forest withered in spring, too hastily.
Helplessly, cold rain comes in the morning and wind comes in the evening.
Rouge tears leave people drunk, no matter how long they last.
Naturally, life grows with hatred, and water grows with the east. …
(Li Yu [Wuye Cry])
In the evening, the horse carrying Du Zhenghai stopped in front of a Taoist temple. This is a Taoist temple that has been abandoned for a long time. The writing on the lintel of the Taoist temple is mottled and fallen off, but it is still vaguely legible: Qingyun Temple.
Du Zhenghai stared blankly at these familiar words. He couldn't help but smile miserably. After laughing, he burst into tears and murmured: "I walked around and finally got here. Ma'er, do you also know what I mean?" Can’t you forget this place too?”
He got off the horse, tied the reins, stood in front of the Taoist temple for a long time, and finally walked in with heavy steps.
The passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain have made this Fangwai Danqiu dilapidated. The room was overgrown with weeds, dust and cobwebs were everywhere, and most of the tables, chairs, and utensils were destroyed, scattered and buried among the moss.
Du Zhenghai raised his head and stared blankly at the big spider sitting in its web on the roof, and couldn't help but think of the past.
He has been living in this place for as long as he can remember. He studied with his brothers, practiced martial arts together, and played together. They ate at the same table and slept on the same bed. They were so intimate and happy.
He thought again of his father Du Qian, Taoist Priest Yuan Zhen.
People say that a strict teacher is like a father, but his father was both father and mother, and was also his enlightenment master. He taught him hand-by-hand how to write, how to practice martial arts, and how to be a good person.
In life, his father took good care of him and was considerate of him.
I will never forget that cold winter night, with snowflakes floating in the sky. He was seriously ill, and his father carried him to see a doctor in the wind and snow.
The icy road was slippery, and my father fell and scratched his palm. The blood blended into the snow. The red blood and the white snow complemented each other and were particularly dazzling. …
The past events were vivid in his mind, as if they were yesterday, and he couldn't help but feel his eyes blurred with tears.
Wandering in this dilapidated courtyard at a loss, sadness and melancholy filled his chest, and he really wanted to cry.
Suddenly, a deep and desolate voice came into his ears. At first, he thought he heard it wrong. Listening carefully, it turned out that someone was speaking, and it was a woman's voice.
He couldn't help but be confused: In this desolate and broken place, where even ghosts didn't want to come, besides himself, could there be anyone else? Who could that be? …
