Xu Guanzhong drew his sword in his hand. Nemur was startled at first, then rolled his eyes and suddenly laughed: "Interesting, interesting. You brought a big toothpick, do you want to pick your master's teeth?"
Xu Guanzhong was not angry. He looked at the rapier in his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay to pick your teeth. If I pick your fat body, it's okay to vent the bad breath on behalf of the innocent soul you killed."
Nemur said with a cruel smile: "What a big sigh! Little thief, if I capture you, slice it alive, roast it while cutting it, and eat you alive."
Xu Guanzhong shook his head and said with a smile: "Slice's idea is actually a good one. In this case, I will follow your wishes."
After saying that, his body swayed and he jumped up to draw his sword. Nemur felt his eyes blurred and quickly retreated. Xu Guanzhong did not pursue him and returned to his original position in one step.
Nemur was about to yell and scold when he suddenly felt that his left cheek was wet. He touched it subconsciously and found that his hand was covered with blood. Then the severe pain hit him and he couldn't help but scream: "Mom, it's my ear!"
Looking down, he saw half of a fat ear lying quietly on the ground between the two of them.
Nemur originally relied on his strength and sword skills to see Guanzhong under his eyes, but this sword cut directly cut off Nemur's courage, and he suddenly roared at the top of his lungs: "Come on, come on, come on, There are assassins..."
Xu Guanzhong laughed and jumped out with great agility. Nemur was shocked and swung his knife to strike. Xu Guanzhong suddenly ducked and let the knife pass over his head. He then fell with the sword at an angle and cut about 100 pieces on the opponent's calf. Two or three ounces of skin and flesh.
The skin and flesh fell to the ground, and blood burst out. Nemur screamed strangely, stepped back sharply, and slashed back with the long sword, which was very sharp. Xu Guanzhong moved slightly, dodged it lightly and deftly, and followed the trend with another sword, cutting it off. Half of Nemur's little finger was broken.
Nemur screamed and retreated again. The long sword danced like a madman. Xu Guanzhong stepped forward and twisted his body. He dodged in between the blade and the blade in an extremely thrilling way. He flicked the rapier lightly. Nemur's face was covered with blood, and the tip of his nose was enlarged. Has been flattened.
In just one breath, Nemur retreated five or six steps in a row and slashed seven or eight times, but Xu Guanzhong pursued him like a ghost, drawing blood with his sword.
By the time the guards of the mansion rushed into the hall, Nemur had been left with more than ten deep and shallow wounds, and something was missing from each wound. His fat body was covered with blood, like an evil ghost escaping from the Hell of Sword Mountain.
"Master Muke!" "Lord of the Castle!" Seeing Nemur's miserable state, more than a dozen guards were all shocked. Although Nemur was fat, he never failed in his sword skills.
When Nemur saw the guards arriving, his face was ferocious, he pointed at Xu Guanzhong and shouted: "Kill him, chop him up, sir, I will eat him alive!"
The guards looked at each other, knowing that Nemur had suffered so much, and that they and others must be held accountable for their failure to protect themselves. At this moment, the assassins had a good opportunity to atone for their sins, so they drew their weapons and rushed forward fiercely. .
Xu Guanzhong did not dodge, and went straight to face the crowd with his sword, with his feet in the shape of Bagua, retreating like a god. The light of the sword flashed brightly and dimly, blowing through the sword and spear like a breeze. Wherever it passed, blood was everywhere. Like a flower, it blooms.
Amidst the screams of the crowd, Guan Zhongman's voice was suddenly heard chanting:
"Learning swordsmanship for ten years and climbing thousands of peaks,
Although the sword is refined, it is difficult to pass through:
All living beings are in the mud,
Which one transcends chaos?
Who determines yin and yang to distinguish good from evil?
What is stupidity in the world of high and low?
Hahahahaha,
My brother laughs at my troubles in vain. When the sword comes out, all dharmas are empty!
It turns out that there is no need to ask about God’s will.
Heaven’s heart is the same as mine! "
Its sound is clear and clear, like gold and iron striking each other, faintly revealing infinite excitement and endless joy.
After chanting and standing still, there was no one alive in the guards in the mansion.
Nemur's face turned pale, as if he had seen an evil ghost. The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, then he suddenly turned around and ran away.
Xu Guanzhong smiled and said, "Now that I'm here, where are you going?"
He jumped a few feet vertically from the top of Nemur, looked at his horrified fat face, and said with a smile: "When I meet the Lord of Hell, tell him that the person who will kill you is the Han Chinese Xu Guanzhong."
After saying that, the sword light suddenly became louder, and Nemur roared wildly and swung his sword. However, Guanzhong's figure seemed to turn into four or five figures, circling around in front of and behind him. It was impossible to distinguish the real from the real. Only the skin, flesh and limbs of Nemur could be seen. It kept falling to the ground, and then there was a loud bang, and even the long knife fell to the ground.
Xu Guanzhong jumped a few feet away like a ghost. When he looked at Nemur again, there was no intact flesh on his body. Many wounds revealed bones and bones. On his face, which was bloody and bloody, a pair of eyes stared blankly at Xu Guanzhong and suddenly cried: "You It hurts so much to kill me!"
After saying that, Xian Ran fell to the ground.
Xu Guanzhong let out a long breath, turned his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, and whispered to himself: "I have mastered swordsmanship, and I will be happy today."
For a moment, I felt that the thoughts in my heart were as smooth and flawless as the bright moon above my head.
It turns out that Xu Guanzhong was a man of extraordinary wisdom since childhood. Many knowledge and skills that others may not have achieved even after a lifetime, for him, he often understood at a glance and mastered them as soon as he learned them. However, such smart people also have the troubles of smart people. The more they understand, the more they think and the more constraints they have on their minds.
This is roughly what the Buddhists say about the obstacles to knowledge and vision.
He studied swordsmanship at that time, visited famous teachers and friends, and learned many exquisite swordsmanship, all of which were integrated into one. When he was still young, he created his own swordsmanship, so he specially made this thin sword. Who knows how successful the sword will be? On the same day, a strange idea suddenly occurred to me:
With this strike of my sword, life and death are separated, but we are all human beings, so why should I cut off other people's life and death? I have always looked down upon those who bully others by relying on their power and wealth, but now that I use my martial arts to kill people, am I not the same as those people?
If it were someone else, he would naturally think: Since I killed him, it must be because he is a wicked person. But Guanzhong thought: What's so great about me? Why should I say that this person is evil and this person is evil? What if I am actually the one who is evil, but because I don’t know it myself, I refer to good as evil, then what should I do?
The so-called mountain is not a mountain, water is not water. Just because of this thought, Xu Guanzhong thought hard, so he recast the sword, used a thin iron staff as the scabbard, and blunted the sharpness, for fear of killing the wrong person. .
It was not until later that I followed Cao Cao and when he surrendered Shi Wengong, I heard Cao Cao say: "Everyone is like an iron ox, that is, everyone is like a dragon! Those who bully me for no reason, kill them, those who conspire to harm me, kill them, and those who insult me from foreign races, Kill him! So what if the king is unjust? So what if the treacherous ministers are rampant? So what if the powerful men bend the law? So what if they are powerful and deceive others? Don’t you see Li Kui’s pair of big axes?..."
Xu Guanzhong suddenly realized something: Xu has been studying for many years and has read everything about the world. His conscience is still intact. Why am I not qualified to judge good and evil?
Later, as he followed Cao Cao for a long time, the more he heard and saw, the more he understood.
For example, if a king is immoral, then he is immoral. As for why he is immoral and whether he has any difficulties, what do I do? If you are dishonest, you should be killed.
Another example is the castle lord Nemur in front of him. He bullies the weak, is lecherous and cruel, and should be killed immediately. As for his other side, will he be a loyal minister and a filial son? Are there any great achievements? What are you doing to me?
If there is a killable aspect, then the person can be killed.
Mountains are still mountains, and water is still water.
I was immersed in this artistic conception of understanding cause and effect, when I suddenly heard someone laughing: "I have always known that Brother Xu's martial arts are superb, but I didn't know that he has reached such an extent. I am afraid that this kind of swordsmanship has become a world of its own. How many people in the world can match it? "
Xu Guanzhong turned around to look, only to see Shi Qian falling from the roof lightly. He bared his teeth and smiled: "Brother is afraid that you will meet a strong enemy, so I asked you to come with you. I can help you to some extent, but now it seems that it is redundant."
Xu Guanzhong smiled and said: "How can it be unnecessary? I am worried, how can I light a big fire at once and burn him to such a shocking extent?"
Shi Qian took out kerosene, fire folding and other items and said with a smile: "This is what I am good at. You take this little girl out, I will burn down his mansion."
Xu Guanzhong waved to Mingzhu'er: "The evildoers have been eliminated. We are going to set fire to it. I will send your father and daughter out."
Ming Zhuer's face turned red, she nodded repeatedly, quickly helped her father up, and followed Xu Guanzhong closely.
Xu Guanzhong took the lead, but he didn't know that a pair of bright eyes behind him were glued to him without blinking.
Although Mingzhu'er still doesn't know what he looks like, what's so good about his swordsmanship, or what his poems mean, she is already intoxicated.
To Mingzhu'er, this man who suddenly jumped into her desperate situation was like a flash of lightning passing across the sky in the endless night. Although it was extremely high and difficult to touch, it allowed her to see the world high in the sky and far away in the sea for an instant.
At this time, several fire heads lit up in the castle lord's mansion almost at the same time. After a while, the fire was already strong, and the entire Little Pearl Castle instantly became commotion.
This is precisely: why ask God’s will? But you must see your own heart. A bright moon shines, and I miss you deeply.
It's too short, so I'll go back and make up a chapter!
(End of chapter)
