Winning a victory is something to be happy about. But Zhang Xing and others in the tent frowned.
"Does anyone know who that person is?" Zhang Xingxian broke the silence and asked, looking at everyone. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle. Now there is such a mysterious man with superb martial arts skills appearing against you. I thought that the opponent was afraid of the fierceness of my moves, but in the end I discovered that the man's sword moves were even more powerful than my own. Naturally, he wanted to defeat me. Find out his identity.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Yuan Yehui said, "Could it be the Lord of Chiyang City, Guo Xingjian?"
"Impossible! It can't be him." As soon as this was said, Season 5 immediately denied it: "You should also have heard that Guo Xingjian's right hand was crippled five years ago, and today that There is nothing wrong with a person’s right hand.”
"Couldn't he be the one who cured it?" Yuan Yehui asked.
"That's impossible. I also heard that he asked for treatment not long ago. It's impossible to be cured in such a short period of time." Season 5 once again rejected Yuan Yehui's idea: "And even if it's Guo Xingjian He has cured his right hand, so why did he wear that mask when he faced us today? Is he shady? Besides, this is also a great opportunity to gain more recognition and increase his own reputation in Chiyang County! He Don’t you want it?”
"Could that be because he wants to hide the fact that his injury has been cured? After all, he has been the leader of many martial arts alliances and has offended many people. If he continues to pretend to be a useless person, he can also save a lot It's something." Yuan Yehui has no intention of giving up his conjecture. Although he is not good at playing with his mind, a fool will always succeed after thinking a lot.
After saying this, both of them were right, and the room fell into silence again. Song Mingxing raised his head and wanted to say something, but still couldn't.
Zhang Xing lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled, and the atmosphere in the tent was no longer so depressing: "Everyone should go out to celebrate with the soldiers first. We will discuss these things another day." Zhang Xing stood up and raised the curtain, and there was a bonfire outside the tent. It was bright and clear, the soldiers had experienced a victorious battle and were drinking and talking.
When everyone saw this scene, they also recalled the past, raised the corners of their mouths, looked at each other, and walked out of the tent with a smile.
"Look, the generals are coming out!" The sharp-eyed man noticed Zhang Xing and others first. He stood up, picked up the wine bowl and ran over. There were many people behind him.
"Brother." Xie Wule walked with two wine bowls and sat down next to Song Mingxing. He got away from the enthusiastic soldiers and walked over when he saw Song Mingxing sitting alone.
Song Mingxing nodded, smiled and took the wine bowl handed to him by Xie Wule, without saying anything, still looking at the bright moon in the sky. Many people also came to toast him, but he thought about the strange familiarity that the masked man gave him, and he was afraid of forgetting it after drinking, so he declined them one by one, and no one came to toast them again.
"Brother, what did you want to say when you were in the tent before?" Xie Wule asked. When he was in the tent, he was sitting opposite Song Mingxing. Naturally, he saw his movements clearly and knew what Song Mingxing was worried about.
"My dear brother, you are really thoughtful. You have discovered all this." Song Mingxing was stunned for a moment, looked back at Xie Wule, and laughed dumbly: "It's not a big deal, I just feel strange that the general who led the Chiyang Army today, his The figure actually feels very familiar to me. It seems that I know him." Song Mingxing did not say that the figure gave him the impression that he was his father, but his father's sword moves should not be so fierce.
Xie Wule didn't know what to say. He also understood why Song Ming didn't speak out about his behavior just now in the tent. He was not familiar with everyone, and he was afraid that if he spoke out, everyone would question him.
Song Mingxing raised his wine bowl, drank the wine in one gulp, stood up and said, "Don't worry about him, we'll talk about it when we meet that person again." After that, he turned around and walked into the lively crowd.
Xie Wule looked at Song Mingxing's back and followed him.
The next day, Xie Wule, Song Mingxing and others set off back to Ning'an, while Zhang Xing and others stayed behind, intending to continue to occupy some cities.
"The Chiyang Army has been defeated by us. This is a good opportunity to expand our territory in Da'an. Brother Yuan goes north, the fifth brother goes west, and I go northwest. We divide our troops into three groups and quickly occupy the cities along the way." Zhang Xing Astride the horse: "Remember, we must leave part of the city as a buffer so that they can become our weapon against the Kang army. Also, we must not hurt the civilians. Now is a good opportunity for us to win the hearts and minds of the people." The three of them each brought a number. Hundreds of soldiers and horses separated.
"Your Highness is welcome back home." Zhuang Yishuang heard the news that Xie Wule and others were back, and waited in front of the door early to welcome everyone.
Xiao Ziyu stood far away in the courtyard, glanced at Xie Wule and said, "I just said that nothing will happen to my disciple." Xiao Xiao, who was lying on his shoulder, ignored him and Xiao Ziyu smiled boringly. Although he could see through his luck and knew that Xie Wule was fine, he was still a little worried when he knew that Xie Wule was coming back today. He had come early, but he couldn't save his own face, so he waited here. Seeing that Xie Wule was really fine, He turned around and left.
The moon was dark and the wind was high, Song Zhengjing jumped into the Song Mansion. He had followed Song Mingxing to Ning'an for many days, but never saw Song Mingxing come out. He waited until he could no longer go back, and did not want to disturb others and cause unnecessary trouble, so he sneaked into the Meng Mansion tonight.
Song Zhengjing's cultivation was advanced, and his lightness skills were naturally superb. He leaped all the way behind the house without anyone noticing. There were many houses in the mansion, and Song Mingxing could only search them one by one.
Seeing Song Mingxing's figure in the house, Song Zhengjing was excited. He finally found a way out and climbed in through the window without making any sound.
Xiao Zizai's figure suddenly appeared in the corridor, and he saw his movements clearly. He had noticed it the moment Song Zhengjing entered the house. He had been bored recently and wanted to have some fun, so he followed him silently: "Thief" ?What are you doing? Why do you feel that he is a little weird? "
Xiao Zizai disappeared again.
Song Mingxing was sitting by the desk. The flame of the candlestick on the desk swayed. Song Mingxing raised his head and looked around in confusion. Seeing that the window behind him was not closed, he stood up and closed it. I returned to the desk and picked up the brush. Although I had no talent at all for calligraphy, I still loved it.
Song Zhengjing came quietly behind Song Mingxing and covered his mouth with one hand. Although he came to recognize him and asked why Song Mingxing was here, he was afraid that he would make any noise before he recognized him. Song Zhengjing's shot was extremely fast, and Song Mingxing suddenly moved to the left, causing him to miss unexpectedly.
Song Mingxing felt something was wrong since the flames started to dance. When he went to close the window, he found something suspicious in the shadows that the flames reflected on the ground. Night attack? Just now I pretended to continue practicing calligraphy just to lure this evil person out!
Song Zhengjing didn't use all his strength. At this moment, he pressed his palm on the desk. He was shocked by Song Mingxing's growth. He felt mixed with joy and sorrow. He forgot to dodge for a moment. Song Mingxing took the opportunity to get up and hit the leg joint with a kick. Song Mingxing did not hold back. This time His feet were heavy and heavy, and Song Zhengjing knelt down in pain.
Good boy, I haven’t seen you in a few years, but my kung fu has improved so much. Song Zhengjing became playful again and kept silent. When Song Mingxing was grabbing his left shoulder and collarbone, he pushed the bookcase with both hands and slid backwards. Song Mingxing had no choice but to avoid it. Song Zhengjing again Pushing on the ground, he flew up and stood beside Song Mingxing.
Song Mingxing turned around and saw the masked man. He was frightened. He was definitely no match for him. Who in the house could save me now? I'm afraid that if the whole family is called out by him, it will be an unnecessary sacrifice for Tuzeng. It seems that the only way to escape is to find my wise brother and master. Although I have never seen him take action, I heard it mentioned in the fifth season that he can stop him from taking any further steps away from three feet away. With his Kung Fu skills, he should be able to repel this person.
But almost all the doors and windows are behind the masked person, and the other window on my side is some distance away from me, so I have to find a way to get closer. But this person will definitely not do what I want.
Song Mingxing and the masked man were going around in the house. Song Mingxing suddenly pulled out the long sword from behind him and swung the sword at the masked man. The masked man lifted a low stool with his left foot and held Song Mingxing's sword with both hands to block it. Song Mingxing gave way. He blocked it with a stool? The wrist turned and retracted, and the long sword changed direction instantly.
This move is delicate and the stool is heavy and heavy, so it should not be possible to change the path, but who knows that the masked man is so skilled and can use the wooden stool with ease, and suddenly he holds Song Mingxing's long sword, and sees that his wrist is clasped inside, Song Minxing was shocked, and he drew it back suddenly. Fortunately, he didn't go too deep, and he withdrew his sword before he could completely lock it. Recalling the masked man's fierce sword moves on the battlefield before, when he cut off General Zhang's sword with three swords, he felt cold sweat start to break out all over his body.
Seeing that Song Mingxing was afraid of him, Song Zhengjing did not dare to attack rashly, so he had to step forward and smash out the low stool, forcing him to take action.
Seeing the low stool approaching, Song Mingxing pushed it out with his left hand, and the low stool fell lightly. Song Zhengjing watched with joy in his heart. This move is exactly a move in Song Tai Chi. It is mainly used to relieve strength and is not very aggressive. , but it is very good to use it at this moment. Let the low stool fall at your feet instead of being knocked away and making you unable to retrieve it in a short time. Then you will definitely have some scruples when facing the long sword in his hand with your bare hands. The stool fell to the ground. As expected, Song Mingxing hooked the stool back and kicked it behind him.
At this moment, the masked man had nothing to resist in his hands. No matter how strong his flesh and blood body was, it could not fight with the sword. Song Mingxing was no longer as fearful as before. He took a step forward with his left foot and then took a step forward with his right foot, grabbing a sword. Stab straight at the masked man's chest. Song Zhengjing was naturally unable to resist, so he had to take a step to the left and dodge sideways. It looked like he was in a hurry, but in fact everything was under his control. How could he not know that Song Mingxing didn't want to tremble with him at this moment, but just wanted to find an opportunity to escape, but he let him succeed that time? Going back and forth, they wouldn't let him get even half a step closer to the door or window.
