Chapter 114: Life and death are impermanent

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Xiao Ding's mood was both surprised and happy.

Fortunately, I didn't expect to meet Sikong Zhaiyue in this wilderness. They were supposed to meet again in Jiangnan, but lost contact due to various changes.

Xiao Ding knew that Sikong Zhaiyue was in Chengdu, but he didn't know where he was staying. The two of them had not discussed in advance where to leave a mark or letter in case of emergency, and Sikong Zhaiyue had no idea that Xiaoding had arrived in Shuzhong. , maybe when he was gambling on turtles on the street that night, he was accidentally separated from Xiao Ding and the others, because Xiao Ding and the others had just come out of the inn that day and were looking for a place to eat on the street. They also found many places and wandered around. for a long time.

What was shocking was that two corpses were lying next to Sikong Zhaiyue, and he was holding a long sword and glaring angrily at a Taoist in gray. For a moment, he couldn't tell what kind of conflict happened between them.

Of course, Xiao Ding was not the only one who was surprised by this scene. Ye Rongqiu and Zhou Ziheng were also extremely surprised. "

Tang Qingqing's eyes widened, and she was inexplicably shocked: "How could Liu Yunfei die here, and who is the strong man on the ground?"

Sikong Zhaiyue had put his sword back into its sheath and sighed when he heard this: "This strong man is Xuanyuan Buguang, who is known as the poor gambler in the world."

"So it's him. What's the relationship between him and Liu Yunfei? How could they die together?" Tang Qingqing asked, but Sikong Zhaiyue couldn't answer.

Over there, Ye Rongqiu was also asking the drunk Taoist: "Taoist, how could this happen?"

"Taoist Master? Is he really a drunk Taoist from Wudang?" Sikong Zhaiyuemu said, not knowing what to say. The person he pointed at with his sword just now turned out to be the famous Wudang drunk Taoist who is famous all over the world.

Fortunately, Zui Taoist didn't have the same experience as him. At this time, he had already seen the sword power on Xuanyuan Guang's body and slowly walked to Xiao Ding's side.

Xiao Ding was checking the sword wound on Liu Yunfei's throat. When he saw the drunk Taoist approaching, he slowly stood up straight and stood with a smile.

"Ding Shaoxia is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men, with a majestic spirit. During this special period, we will skip the politeness and talk about business. You can see the origin of this sword technique." The sword technique Zui Taoist mentioned was naturally the sword technique used to kill Liu Yunfei and Xuanyuan Buguang. .

Xiao Ding pondered for a moment and then said: "The Greatest Way is the Simplest. This man's swordsmanship has reached an extremely high level. He has abandoned the sword moves and only retains the sword intention. When the sword reaches his heart, his swordsmanship only focuses on one word." , that’s fast! Liu Yunfei can be considered a fast sword, but before he even had time to draw out his sword, his sword had already pierced Liu Yunfei’s throat, the sword energy entered his throat, and maybe even the tip of the sword was not stained with blood. "

The drunk Taoist nodded and said: "Yes, it will take at least thirty years of hard work to reach this level of swordsmanship. Even if he is extremely talented, it will take about twenty years to achieve great success. In today's world, swordsmanship can achieve such achievements. There are less than five people." After a pause, the drunk Taoist added: "Of course, except for those few experts who have retired from the world."

Xiao Ding understood who the masters he said had retired from the world, because only those seniors could be called masters by drunk Taoists. Peerless fast swords like A Fei and Jing Wuming were in this world. Naturally, they can be ranked at the top, but they have already stopped caring about the world, so it is right to ignore the ranking.

Tang Qingqing asked: "If we eliminate the people with the fastest sword skills in the world, wouldn't we be able to find the murderer?"

Xiao Ding shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. What the Taoist meant is that under normal circumstances, there will be no more than five people who can draw a sword so fast. It does not mean that there will be no more than five people who can kill Liu Yunfei and the others." ."

Tang Qingqing looked confused and asked, "What does this mean?"

Except for Zui Taoist, everyone else looked surprised, and they didn't seem to understand what Zui Taoist and Xiao Ding said.

"Judging from the death scenes of Liu Yunfei and Xuanyuan Buguang, there are two other possibilities that need to be included for reference. First, the murderer laid an ambush in advance while they were away, and then suddenly took action when they came back and relaxed their vigilance. Judging from Liu Yunfei's dialing The posture of the sword does not rule out this possibility; secondly, the murderer was very familiar with the two of them, and suddenly made a move during the conversation. Not only did Xuanyuan know that he was not his opponent, but he immediately chose to escape after seeing Liu Yunfei hit by the sword, and then was attacked by the murderer from behind. Kill them with one sword. After adding these two possibilities, the range will become much wider. There are more than five sword techniques that can kill the two of them in this situation." Xiao Ding explained in detail.

The drunk Taoist cast an approving look at Xiao Ding, nodded and said, "Old monk Qingxuan is indeed right. Young Shaoxia Ding is indeed very smart and can think things that ordinary people cannot think of."

Xiao Ding smiled humbly and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master."

The drunk Taoist waved his hand and said: "I am not good at compliments, but I admire Ding Shaoxia from the bottom of my heart. I asked you to come here because I have important matters to discuss, but we can't explain it clearly in a few words. Let's take the corpse first." Let’s sit down and talk after burying it.”



Everyone worked together to bury the bodies of Liu Yunfei and Xuanyuan Buguang next to Wuhou Temple. It was already dusk when everything was done.

"Died before leaving the army, a long-time hero is full of tears. After your death, you two can sleep on the top of a mountain with Zhuge Wuhou, standing by his side, which is considered a worthy death. I hope your heroic souls will not be scattered, and watch quietly as we annihilate them. Bandits, please bring peace to the world!" The drunk Taoist took off the wine flask from his waist and poured it over the grave.

Amid the howling west wind, Drunk Taoist's passionate words made the condolences even more tragic, and Xiao Ding and others were also excited without realizing it.

The wilderness was cold, and they had built a fire in the courtyard. There were a lot of dry firewood piled neatly in the corner. This should be the result of Xuanyuan not only chopping for several days. Sikong Zhaiyue suddenly felt heavy in his heart, raised his head, and drank He took a big sip of strong wine and it went down his throat, almost making him choke in tears.

Xiao Ding gently patted Sikong Zhaiyue on the shoulder. He understood that Sikong Zhaiyue had regarded Xuanyuan as more than just a friend and confidant. Unfortunately, life and death were uncertain, leaving only regrets.

Not only do Sikong Zhiyue and Xuanyuan have the same temperament and hobbies, it would be great to have someone to make noises with, at least it can kill a lot of lonely days.

"You rotten gambler, I offer you this wine. You wait over there. When I die, I will come to you to gamble for fun!" Sikong Zhiyue poured the wine on the fire, and instantly flames rose into the sky. The sky is filled with Mars.

"He is by no means a bad gambler. Not only did Xuanyuan keep his promise throughout his life, even if he lost to the enemy, even if someone put a knife on his neck, he would keep his promise." The drunk Taoist also took a big sip of wine, and they all We are using wine to pay homage to our dead friends and soldiers.

"So he is not a traitor..." Ye Rongqiu's eyes had a faint mist. Although she was cold, she was also the most emotional, and her tears could not withstand the sting of warmth.

"Of course he is not a traitor!"

"So he is still our friend"

Xiao Ding also poured a bowl of wine into the blazing fire and said solemnly: "They are all our friends, and Liu Yunfei is still my savior. If it weren't for him, I would have died from Granny Jin's poisonous needle before I could drink the wine." It's a shame that the world and man are separated forever after talking about joy..."

Tang Qingqing stood up and poured the wine in the bowl into the flames. She shouted: "Master Liu, Brother Xuanyuan, you two have a good journey. We will definitely find the murderer and avenge you. With Xiao Ding here, you Do not worry."

Zhou Zi said little, and now he was smoking a cigarette, appearing even more silent.

The twilight is fading and the night is coming.

The flash of light before the night is particularly dazzling and moving. It seems to imply to people that there is no eternal darkness in this world.

Because no matter how boundless the darkness is, it only takes a tiny ray of light to dispel it.