The fire sickle struck the flint, and a cloud of sparks immediately flew up.
The sparks ignited a small ball of tinder mixed with reed catkins and catkins. When you opened your mouth and blew, a few tiny flames popped up out of thin air. The flames were picked up and fell into the oil lamp, immediately igniting the wick.
The dim yellow light expanded rapidly and soon filled the entire bedroom.
Only then did Yang Chaoxi, who was dressed in rich clothes, emerge from the darkness. In his right hand, there was an ancient long sword. On the hilt, there were two seal characters "Chengying" engraved on it. However,
After he persuaded Tan Qing to leave, he returned to the mansion where the secret passage of Sigongfang was located, and quietly took the Chengying Sword over.
Although Guan Dashi's martial arts skills have always focused on physical strength, combined with fierceness and bravery tempered in battle formations. But against Taoist priests who often cultivate their inner breath and refine their martial arts, they still appear crude and unsightly.
But Yang Zhaoxi knew very well the principle of "a lion must use all his strength to fight a rabbit". Moreover, revenge is different from a martial arts competition. Naturally, it requires a lot of effort. He specially brought this sharp Yingying Sword with him in order to achieve his goal.
One hit will kill.
Guan Dashi looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar young man, but his voice was surprisingly calm: "Xi'er, from that day Hu'er heard someone say that you were coming to kill Shibo, Shibo was waiting here! Since you already know what happened back then,
Shibo doesn't have much to say about the matter, so just do it now... But before he died, Shibo wanted to take a look at you. After all, Xi'er, you... are really similar to my brother Yang from the spring.
!”
At the end of the sentence, Guan Dashi's voice was slightly choked. However, he couldn't help but think of the honest face who was shot through the internal organs by forty-three arrows during the Taiyuan city defense battle seventeen years ago.
Yang Zhaoxi looked at Guan Dashi under the dim light, and a hint of unbearability quietly passed through his heart, but his voice became colder: "Guan Shibo, you didn't bring it upon yourself, and I also saved a lot of time. In order to help you understand your death,
Let me ask you one last question, was my father Yang Sanlang really killed by you?"
Guan Dashihu's eyes were reddish, his lips trembled slightly, and he nodded slowly. He quickly closed his eyes and waited for death.
Yang Chaoxi didn't hesitate any longer, and her heart skipped a beat. The Shadow Bearing Sword made a clanging sound, raised an arc of light in the darkness, and stabbed directly towards Guan Dashi's heart.
"don't want!!!"
A sad voice burst into the door, and soon Guan Lin'er was seen stumbling into the bedroom. Her arms were white as snow, her feet were naked, and she was only wearing a tunic and a short skirt. Apparently she jumped out of the quilt as soon as she heard the noise.
in panic
She came in a hurry. Because her feet were not wearing stockings and embroidered shoes, and her body was light, she stepped silently. Even people with keen senses like Yang Chaoxi focused their attention on Guan Dashi.
, but was not discovered in time.
As soon as Guan Lin'er came in, she couldn't help but throw herself at the sword shadow. However, she didn't care about her own life and death, and wanted to block the sword with her body in order to save her father Guan Dashi.
Yang Chaoxi felt a pain in her heart and quickly withdrew her attack. The sword just brushed against Guan Lin'er's armpit, and she pulled it back after a few close calls. However, it still left a bloodstain on her pink lotus-like upper arm.
Guan Lin'er's figure was convex, her whole body was cool, except for her lower abdomen, which was slightly bulging, but she looked pregnant. Although she was petite, she was standing in front of Guan Dashi. Big tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes burst out with thick liquid.
With a look of deep sorrow: "Brother Xi! You have made all the mistakes, and it's all because Lin'er can't forgive you... Just let dad go, he owes you the life of the Yang family, and Lin'er just pays it back for him!"
After saying that, without any hesitation, he stood up and struck the sword in Yang Chaoxi's hand!
Guan Dashi and Yang Chaoxi both unanimously exclaimed. Guan Dashi was regretful, but Yang Chaoxi was shocked. Fortunately, Yang Chaoxi changed his moves quickly. He twirled his long sword, and when there was no sword flower in the air, he retracted the sword behind his back.
In the sheath.
Guan Lin'er jumped into the air and fell in front of Yang Zhaoxi's knees, but she hugged his legs and cried: "Daddy, run! Go to Wuhou Pu to hide. Brother Pang'er knows the people there..."
However, Guan Dashi sat heavily on the bench without any intention of escaping. He patted the wooden case and said in a trembling voice: "Lin'er! Why are you so confused! This is the revenge of killing my father, and my father is hiding."
How can he hide for a lifetime after getting it for a while?! Besides, dad has always been indebted to the Yang family in his heart. If he can really die under Xi'er's sword today, wouldn't it be a relief?"
Guan Lin'er suddenly turned her head and said with tears: "Dad, Daddy! You are not sincere in wanting to harm Uncle Yang Shi. You have your own reasons. Why don't you tell Brother Xi clearly..."
Seeing Guan Dashi burst into tears and lowered his head without saying a word, he looked up at Yang Zhaoxi again, "Brother Xi! It's not what you heard people say... You have to believe my father! It was Yang Shishu who fought hard for each other back then, and my father was the one who
He was lucky enough to break out from the siege...Daddy didn't want to harm him, it was his own will..."
"Shut up!"
Guan Dashi almost roared, frightening Guan Lin'er so much that he didn't dare to say anything anymore. Then he let out a "wow" and opened his mouth to cry.
Yang Chaoxi watched the conversation between father and daughter, and was already in a state of confusion. Guan Lin'er was in a state of great joy, and her pear blossoms were wet with rain. She hugged her legs tightly and refused to let go. It seemed that she was afraid that if her arms were loosened, her brother Xi would be killed.
Then he jumped up again and killed his father in a pool of blood.
The soft touch penetrated through the knees and shins, reaching straight into the heart. However, it lost all the intimacy and throbbing of the past. Instead, it carried a strange sense of strangeness and shame. It was as if he was in front of Lin'er's sister at this moment.
, wanting to kill his father to avenge him was such a ridiculous and treacherous thing.
Yang Zhaoxi tried to struggle, but her weak and white arms were like iron shackles, pinning him firmly on the spot. He could not move forward or retreat. He wanted to knock her unconscious, but he could not do it...
While Guan Lin'er was crying, she said in a whisper: "Xi, brother Xi! Lin'er please...please don't kill daddy. It's all Lin'er's fault. Hey, hey, hey...please give Lin'er a little more time."
I will... give birth to a child in my belly and leave a bloodline for Brother Pang'er... This ruined body can be used to atone for my sins. I must treat it as a cow or a horse, and always be by Brother Xi's side... Ying Ying!"
Yang Zhaoxi was heartbroken after hearing this. He was about to lift her up and put aside the matter of revenge for the time being when he heard a loud shout at the door of the bedroom: "Yang Laosan! You've gone too far! Get away from my mother-in-law! Otherwise, don't blame me!"
I don’t miss my old love!”
As he said that, he drew out the horizontal knife in his hand and pointed it at the door facing Yang Chaoxi. His beard and hair were spread out, and his facial features were ferocious.
Yang Zhaoxi also had a cold look in his eyes: "Niu Pang'er, today Yang only wants to avenge the murder of his father and does not want to cause any trouble. But if you want to hit the sword's edge, Yang won't mind giving you a ride!"
However, Guan Dashi got up and ran over, slapping the horizontal knife out of Niu Pang'er's hand, and angrily shouted: "Pang'er! Don't be so impudent! This is the life of the Yang family that I, Guan Dashi, owe, and now that he has come to take it, he has paid it back.
That’s it! Drag your mother-in-law out quickly, this matter has nothing to do with you... It’s shameless for her to wear simple clothes and expose her body, crying and moaning? How can it be unbecoming!"
Niu Pang'er was very afraid of her master and father-in-law. She didn't even dare to pick up the knife. She hurried to Guan Lin'er, held her under her armpits, and tried to lift her up.
Unexpectedly, Guan Lin'er only wanted to help his father suffer the disaster of death, so he was willing to leave. When he saw Niu Pang'er coming to drag him without any explanation, he immediately stole a kick and kicked him firmly on the calf.
The pain was so painful that Niu Pang'er bared his teeth and almost rolled to the ground.
Niu Pang'er was shocked, angry, and jealous: "Sister Lin'er, why are you kicking me?! Are you going to let Yang Laosan do what you want, regardless of my husband's face?"
Guan Lin'er was immediately embarrassed and anxious: "Niu Pang'er, you fart! Am I, Guan Lin'er, such a frivolous person?! What are you doing there? Why don't you take my father away quickly! If there is a father today,
At any rate, I’m going to throw myself into a well and kill two people!”
Seeing that his father-in-law and his mother-in-law had different opinions, Niu Pang'er was still undecided at first, not knowing who to listen to. Now seeing Guan Lin'er threatening his life, he immediately lost his temper. He came up and grabbed Guan Dashi, trying to drag him out of the bedroom.
go.
Guan Dashi felt angry at that moment: "Boy, your wings are stiff? Are you going to rebel?"
As he spoke, he punched out two punches together, which was actually the "double-pronged attack" in the "Nine Fighting Styles", hitting Niu Pang'er's armpits and arms, trying to force him back.
Niu Pang'er has also practiced at Shangqing Temple for more than three years. Although the meaning of Taoist scriptures is not very clear, he has dabbled in fists, feet and weapons. How can he be afraid of Guan Dashi if they really fight?
Even though he was from the same army, his "Zhuo Family Boxing" was much more sophisticated, and he could compete with Guan Dashi in a straightforward manner.
For a moment, the lights in the bedroom danced, the wind and shadows flashed, and the two people waved their arms and punched each other with great momentum.
When Guan Lin'er saw that her father was so stubborn, her eyes widened and she burst into tears: "Dad! Do you want Lin'er to die in front of you... before you give up?!"
When Guan Dashi heard this, his hand froze. Unexpectedly, Niu Pang'er struck him on the side of his neck with a hand knife. He felt half of his body numb, his head was a little dazed, and his feet began to feel weak. Niu Pang'er saw that the palm worked.
, hurriedly supported him, and immediately lowered and raised his body, he put the unconscious Guan Dashi on his back, raised his feet and ran out of the main room.
Seeing Guan Dashi escape, Yang Chaoxi finally felt anxious in his originally confused heart, and raised his feet to stop him in the courtyard. Unexpectedly, Guan Lin'er dragged his legs tightly, with distressed eyes.
The begging is no longer as smart and charming as before.
"Sister Lin'er..."
Yang Zhaoxi endured it for a long time, and finally called out this long-lost name. But it seemed that all his energy had been drained away in an instant, and there were many words left, which were all choked in his mouth and throat, and he could not continue to speak no matter what.
Two lines of hot tears welled up, running through her cheeks and gathering under her chin. Soon, spots fell on Guan Lin'er's forehead, between her eyebrows, on her beautiful nose, soft eyelashes, red lips, and peach face. From heavy to light.
, turning from hot to cold, just like the irresolvable love between two people.
"Brother Xi... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Guan Lin'er knew that she couldn't hold him back no matter what with her own strength. She shed tears and murmured in her mouth. At the same time, a pair of lotus-rooted arms gradually climbed up his legs without realizing it.
His figure slowly stood up, and intentionally or unintentionally, he blocked the direction of the bedroom door.
Yang Zhaoxi felt that Guan Lin'er's arms were slightly loose, and the sadness that had just surged in his heart was quickly overtaken by a sense of urgency. Immediately, his foot slipped, his body flashed slightly, and he slipped past Guan Lin'er in the space that was not allowed to move. .
Just as he stepped out of the bedroom and was about to chase him out of the hall, he suddenly felt the belt tightening around his waist. Then, a pair of white python-like lotus-rooted arms wrapped tightly around his waist from behind. He wanted to break away, but he was pressed against the back of his heart by the slightly hot cheek. The gentle fragrance of the wind flowed into his nostrils from all directions, which was better than the sweet wine. Immediately, all the hatred, resentment, and frustration in his body were transformed into one In the delusion of "drunken life and dreaming of death".
Involuntarily, he was led by her to the bamboo couch...
Involuntarily, she took off the Shadow Sword, uncovered the mask, and revealed her originally handsome face...
Still involuntarily, he was pressed on the bamboo couch and sat there blankly. He didn't know why, but he saw her slowly taking off her short skirt, tearing off her gauze, and standing in front of him with shining eyes...