The Sword Named No Way Out - Chapter 10

Gong Wei shook his head lazily, fell on the bed, covered his face with the quilt and let out a long sigh.

Meng Yunfei said: “Perhaps it’s because Sect Master Xu is in town. There were no dead people in the city last night. Yuan Ju has asked people to collect the mercury mirrors in the whole city, in case that ghost cultivator uses the mirror technique to make trouble again… Young Master Xiang? Are you really okay? “

Gong Wei let out an annoyed “huh”, and judging from the ups and downs of the quilt, he probably shook his head.

Meng Yunfei thought for a while, probably organized his words, and then said bluntly: “I have already heard what happened yesterday. It was because I didn’t notice it for a while, and I was caught in a mirror nightmare, which almost harmed the monks and people present. Thanks to you I discovered the trigger that triggered the illusion in time, and Yuan Ju tried his best to rescue me, so I didn’t make me do something that I regret for the rest of my life…”

This is not wrong, if his guqin really went crazy, the whole street would not be enough to die. Gong Wei was buried under the quilt listlessly and said: “Young Master Meng misunderstood, it’s the fort… It’s Yuchi Shaoxia who gave it strength, it has nothing to do with me.”

Meng Yunfei was silent for a moment.

“Young Master Xiang lost his lifespan and was injured again in order to drive away ghosts. I know everything about it.” He unconsciously lowered his voice, and said, “I made an idea to invite you down from Cangyang Mountain. , but failed to fulfill the promise to guarantee your safety. Every time I think about this, I feel very ashamed in my heart…”

Gong Wei immediately peeked out from under the quilt to look at him, and said to himself, ouch, I’ve seen this type of person before!

Ying Kai is this type, a modest gentleman, like a carpenter, who will draw his sword to help when the road is not smooth. Etiquette and morality must be respected in everything, morality is pure and good, and self-discipline is strict. Once guilt occurs, it is worth more than gold, and everything must be compensated.

“Great kindness and righteousness, keep in mind.” Meng Yunfei paused, seeing Gong Wei with only a pair of rolling eyes, suddenly a little funny: “Xiangzi, what are you looking at? Let me think about it. I’ve slept till now, aren’t you hungry?”

Gong Wei knew that this kind of gentleman had his own moral system, and persuasion was useless, so he yawned lazily and said, “It’s just a trivial matter, Mr. Meng. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine, let’s sleep for a while.”

But Meng Yunfei said: “It’s almost time to apply, if you sleep again, you might be sleepy at night, why don’t I take you to eat Linjiang fish?”

Gong Wei said “uh” again, and the quilt rose and fell as he shook his head.

“Do you want to eat drunk chicken?”

Gong Wei regained consciousness: “Where is it?”

Meng Yunfei smiled and said, “I will take you there with my sword in the city five miles away.”

Before the words fell, Gu Lu got up, and instantly threw Xu Shuangce, who was full of thoughts, out of his mind: “Let’s go, let’s go.”

Gong Wei washed up in a hurry, **** her hair casually, and walked out while putting on her clothes. Although this movement is in a hurry, there is a strange sense of rhythm in his gestures, as if everything he does is light and easy, which makes him more calm. It’s hard to notice at first glance, but you can feel the subtle difference from ordinary monks when you look closely.

Meng Yunfei followed behind him when he went downstairs, and couldn’t help being a little dazed. At this time, a person came in from the door of the inn, and bumped into him head-on: “Yunfei? Why are you going?”

It turned out to be Yu Chixiao who had just rushed back from work. Gong Wei happily said with his hands behind his back: “Senior Meng invited me to eat drunk chicken. Is the young hero coming?”

Yu Chixiao’s first reaction when he saw him was still to dodge his eyes, halfway through the dodge he didn’t know why he did that, so he forced himself to turn his gaze back to stare at him, his cheeks were still slightly warm, but fortunately no one noticed: “Still eating chicken? Are you born by a fox?!”

Gong Wei said: “It’s fine if you don’t come, anyway, Senior Meng has money, and Senior Meng pays for it.”

“Hiss,” Yu Chixiao gasped, suddenly looked vigilant, and forced his way between the two of them: “No, I have to go with you, Yunfei is an honest man! Don’t lead him into trouble!”

Meng Yunfei held his forehead and said nothing, Gong Wei said with a smile: “It’s done, young man, I know you are not an honest person, let’s go.”

Yu Chixiao: “Nonsense, what do you know about me!”

The two walked out of the inn while bickering, and walked to the center of the Linjiang capital city with their swords in hand. The streets were bustling with people, and the most magnificent “Taibai Building” in the city stood in front of them. When the shopkeeper saw the Xuanmen monks, he didn’t dare to be negligent, and immediately led them to the private seat separated by the bead curtain on the second floor. Gong Wei was still covering his heart with a weak face and crying to Yu Chixiao: “Young man, you actually have a heart in your heart.” For those who think of me that way, I am your Taoist partner who has never been trained…”

Yu Chixiao blushed: “No! That’s not the case! Give me back the jade pendant!”

Yuchi Shaoxia just came to monitor, and Meng Yunfei didn’t touch the world easily. Only Gong Wei ordered a fat and tender drunk chicken, and ate it with relish. Yu Chixiao warmed a pot of Huadiao wine with a small stove and had a drink with Meng Yunfei. Seeing this, he couldn’t help but want to reprimand him: “You see, you are so old that you still don’t eat grains, and you spend your whole life on food pills? Just like this, you still want to practice You want to become an immortal after producing the golden elixir?”

The Huashi Pill can dissolve the five grains in the stomach, but it will damage the spiritual power, and ordinary monks dare not eat more. In his previous life, Gong Wei was a person who used Huashi pills as jelly beans, and he didn’t care when he heard that, he took a small silver fork to pick chicken wings with great interest: “You are wrong to think so, Yuchi Shaoxia. What is the Dao? Dao It is to follow nature. There is life and death, joy and anger, gains and losses, gatherings and partings; don’t be too attached to people and things. It is certainly a joy to get together by fate, and let it go when the fate is over. For example, I like Eat this chicken, but everything in the world has a time, and it will be eaten by me later…”

Yu Chixiao couldn’t laugh or cry: “You won’t be able to cultivate to become a fairy in this lifetime, what will you do when you grow old and die in a few decades!”

Gong Wei glanced at him slyly, and asked back: “Do you cultivate immortality and seek the Tao to avoid death? If you think so, you won’t be able to ascend.”

Meng Yunfei clapped his palms and sighed with a smile: “Listening to the king’s words is better than reading ten years of books, great wisdom is like a fool, great wisdom is like a fool!”

Yu Chixiao patted the table: “He is obviously a fool as wise as he is!”

Gong Wei said: “Listen, I will give you another example to understand. At that time, the headmaster of Xianmeng Palace, who was called the double venerable with Yingmengzhu, was closer to the ‘Day’ than you, right? Didn’t he get a sword from Xu Zongzhu?” He was stabbed to death. Although this is considered an untimely death, at least it shows that cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao cannot avoid death, and after death, the body was slaughtered… By the way, I suddenly remembered, what happened after that?”

Yu Chixiao said: “You’re 80,000 miles away from the topic! – After what?

“After killing the corpse.” Gong Wei asked naturally, “So the great immortal, was he buried in the peach blossom forest in Cangyang Mountain after death?”

The timing and target of this question are too ingenious, after all, no one in the world knows how the follow-up inside story will develop better than Jianzong’s nephew. Sure enough, Yu Chixiao frowned and said, “Of course not. Don’t be foolish enough to ask others about this. If it is heard by Sect Master Xu, your little life will be considered a waste—after the death of Fahua Immortal, Jianzong personally He went to the door to ask for the corpse to be buried, and saw that Master Xu refused to respond, so he smashed the Cangyang Mountain stele with his sword. When the conflict was about to start, the leader Ying came from the Daishan Xianmeng with a sword, rushed up to the Xuanji Hall, and fought with Xu The suzerain fought in the air before snatching the body of the palace chief back from him. The body was already damaged at that time…”

Gong Wei was shocked: “Sect Master Xu lost?!”

“…” Yu Chixiao glanced left and right, then lowered his voice and said, “We lost.”

Regarding the question of who is stronger, Ying Kai or Xu Shuangce, the various Taoist families have been fighting for about 20 to 30 years. It was not until Xu Shuangce broke through the killing barrier and entered the late stage of the Mahayana realm first that he came up with the saying that the number one person in the world. But it’s up to the opinion, the two have never turned their faces, so they can’t really tell the winner. The most widely circulated tabloid in the cultivating world, “Kaiyuan Miscellaneous News”, secretly held many votes, and Xu Shuangce won by a narrow margin every time, but Gong Wei was still unremittingly voting for Kai until one month before his death.

Although one victory or defeat is not enough to determine strength, but Xu Shuangce would lose, which is really surprising.

Gong Wei never thought that he (the corpse) would be the one who solved this mystery for the whole world. He couldn’t help being filled with emotion for his devotion to death and asked, “Did the corpse be buried later?”

“The legend is that it was buried in Mount Dai.”

“Didn’t the grave be dug by Sect Master Xu?”

Yu Chixiao said: “Of course not. Are you out of your mind? Little Charm, which grand master would go to dig graves and steal graves… Why do you care so much about this? I warn you, you are not allowed to go back to the Cangyang Sect.” Asking around, do you hear me?”

Impossible, since his remains are still in Mount Dai, how did Prefect Bai end up living outside?

Gong Wei thought about it for a while, and was about to inquire again, when suddenly footsteps came from the stairs. Xiaoer led a tall man in a long gown and a long back, and invited him into the cubicle next to them.

The private seats on the second floor are all separated by thin bead curtains, even the shadows of people in the other seats can be vaguely seen, and the voices of conversations can be communicated. Gong Wei then stopped talking, and played with his chopsticks with a heavy heart. Suddenly, he heard the storyteller downstairs slap Jiufangmu:

“Last time, I said that the chaotic beast was a disaster. Every year, it would eat a hundred boys and girls, and complained endlessly for hundreds of miles. Jianzong fought it for eighteen rounds before cutting off half of its wings…”

Meng Yunfei laughed and said, “It’s time to spread the words of your Master Jianzong again, Yuan Ju.”

With a bang sound, Yu Chixiao almost knocked over the table, but his face was full of horror: “No! Tell him to shut up!”

At present, the trend of seeking immortality and cultivating Taoism is very popular. The folks admire the famous scholars of the immortal sect, and they often sing about the deeds of the masters to kill demons and eliminate demons. Therefore, various dramas and story books have been derived. Gong Wei went down the mountain to play when he was a child, and he had heard “Kaiqi Mountain” by Ying Kai and Xu Shuangce when he was young to clear the demon caves, “Wei Shui Xian” by Jian Zong Yuchirui to control floods, and the well-known legend in the Taoist scriptures “Ghost Prince Welcomes the Bride” Wait, it’s interesting.

But Yu Chirui never found it interesting. He always felt that his best swordsmanship in the world was touched by all kinds of monsters and ghosts. That’s enough!” “Hey! Fools!” Then he walked away with a look of humiliation.

Meng Yunfei said: “Calm down, Yuanju, the storybook is widely circulated to show that Master Jianzong is popular among the people. Why should you be angry? You need to know that the more you ban these folk storytellers, the more they love to write. The so-called blocking is not as good as sparse.” …”

Yu Chixiao: “What do you know?! I’ve heard this before! The name is Overbearing Sword Sect Er Yuetao!”

Meng Yunfei: “!”

Meng Yunfei’s situation changed in an instant, and Gong Wei didn’t understand what Er Yuetao meant, only heard the scholar beaming and saying:

“After returning to the cave, he was already dying. Seeing Fahua Immortal coming forward, he felt distressed and out of breath, and couldn’t help but shed tears. A pair of delicate bare hands supported Lord Jianzong’s scarred chest, and called out:’ Your Majesty!’…”

Gong Wei: “Pfft—”

Plain hands? Sir? Sir? ?

“Spreading rumors! Talking nonsense!” Yu Chixiao poked his head out from the second floor and roared, “Besides, I’ll smash you up, get another one!”

Gong Wei covered his mouth and coughed in horror, only to hear the guests downstairs criticize: “The story is a fiction, why not spread rumors?” “The people in the neighborhood like to hear it, who are you?” Just shut your ears and don’t listen!” “That’s right!”

The old Pingshu man has a good temper: “Yo, is your son a student of Jianzong Yuchi’s family? Forgive me, let me tell you in another book. It is said that last month “Kaiyuan Zabao” published a new storybook , there is a song called “Dongting Song”, which is about Liu Xuzhi, the sage of Taoist music, with a face like the dawn moon, gentle and elegant, and all the schools admire him. One day when he was visiting Dongting Lake, he saw a monk standing on the shore Bachi, handsome and strong, with a smile on his face, picked lotus seeds and threw them on the boat…”

With a bang, Meng Yunfei suddenly crushed the celadon cup with his bare hands.

“Sage Le was delighted to see this, his cheeks blushed and said: ‘I don’t know what the name of this immortal is, where is the fairy town?’ The monk smiled and said: ‘I am from the Immortal League, named Fahua Immortal…’”

Gong Wei: “Poof!”

Gong Wei pinched his throat with both hands and coughed violently, his mind was full of the words “handsome and burly”, and Meng Yunfei “shua!” lifted the bead curtain: “Shut up! I am the disciple of Lord Le Sheng! Let my teacher go!” Respect!”

The crowd below was interrupted twice in a row, and the people complained immediately: “What did you monks do!” “Is there any end to one or two?”

Meng Yunfei grabbed hold of the railing and was about to rush down, but Yu Chixiao held him back desperately: “It’s better to be blocked, it’s better to be sparse, brother Yunfei!”

The storyteller hurriedly stood up and made amends: “The Immortal Lord, don’t be angry, the Immortal Lord, don’t be angry, it’s because the little old man didn’t think carefully, so let’s change this!”

Gong Wei managed to choke the chicken bone out of his trachea, and picked up the teacup with trembling hands. Before he could calm down, he heard that the scholar stroked his beard and said, “In this way, the little old man passed through the capital that day. I was fortunate enough to listen to a new play just released, called “The Underworld Can’t Love”, which has absolutely nothing to do with the teachers of the two little immortals. It is about the master Xu of Cangyang Mountain who heard the ghosts were making trouble, so he traveled thousands of miles to visit In the underworld, when I came to the Sansheng Stone under the Naihe Bridge, I saw a white-clothed, black-haired, refined boy, and I couldn’t help but feel very sad…”

A rather bad premonition suddenly rose in Gong Wei’s heart.

The next moment he heard the old man say vividly:

“…The young man didn’t answer with tears in his eyes, turned around and left. Sect Master Xu took a step forward, but he held him tightly and refused to let go, asking: ‘How can I be sorry for you, why did you kill me?’ And Said: “I will take you back to Cangyang Mountain today. From then on, there will be only you and me in the world, and there will be no Cangyang Sect Master and Fahua Immortal Venerable!”…”

boom-

This time, thousands of thunder calamities really struck down, Gong Wei’s eyes turned black, his mind went blank, and his spirit faintly came out of his body, and he was about to go straight to **** when he saw it.

Why is it all me?

What is delicate and plain, handsome and strong, and refined, I am just a brick for you to engage in storybook literature, where is it necessary to move, right?

In a daze, he heard the panicked voices of Meng Yunfei and Yu Chixiao on the opposite side: “Young Master Xiang! What’s wrong with you, Young Master?” “Calm down, little Charm! The stories are all fictional!” !”…

“No, no, this story is too fabricated!” At this time, some guests downstairs protested, and I saw a few women wearing veils coming out to drink tea. I don’t know if they are ladies from rich families or nuns from local sects. , They were all dissatisfied and said: “It is well known that Xu Zongzhu has a deep love for his deceased wife. There is still a portrait of his deceased wife on Cangyang Mountain. How can you arrange people like this? Isn’t this disrespectful to the deceased?”

The guests downstairs who had been listening with gusto were also taken aback for a moment, and said in a short while, “That’s true.” “It makes sense!”

“This…” The old storyteller was interrupted for the third time, and he couldn’t help but be tongue-tied for a while: “Yes, the little old man is talking nonsense. Then according to the girls, what are you talking about today?”

The guests discussed for a while, and someone suggested: “Just talk about “Nian Nujiao” written by Xu Zongzhu and his wife!”

“Nian Nujiao” is a popular script more than ten years ago. It has been sung for many years and is very popular. As long as you don’t go to Cangyang Mountain and say it under the eyes of Xu Zongzhu, you will not be smashed anywhere. The old storyteller heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it should be safe now, so snap! With a sound, Jiufangmu was photographed:

“This “Nian Nujiao”, which has been sung all over the country, tells the story of a year when Sovereign Xu went down the mountain to eliminate demons and was seriously injured. Fortunately, a woman rescued her. The woman was extremely beautiful, intelligent and kind, but it was a pity that she was a mortal farmer.”

Someone laughed and said, “There are so many fairies from the Taoist sect. How could the majestic Cangyang Patriarch marry a farmer’s daughter?”

The old storyteller said seriously: “You can’t say that. In this world, there are some people who are extremely beautiful but cold-hearted, so they are not a good match after all; What about generalizations? What’s more, the truth has long been untestable, and what we’re talking about is just a story.”

All the seats agreed, only Meng Yunfei wondered, “What’s wrong with you, Yuanju?”

“…”

I saw Yu Chixiao fidgeting restlessly, with an extremely strange expression on his face, he gulped for a while:

“This Nian Nujiao is… after the death of the head of the palace, my uncle deeply hated Sect Master Cangyang, so…”

Meng Yunfei: “Just?”

“Just… paid someone to make it up…”

Gong Wei’s out-of-body spirit had just struggled back, and was almost chopped out alive again by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

“Although the woman is only a farmer’s daughter, she was attentive and cared for her. The two met each other day and night, and soon fell in love with each other. The suzerain is concerned about the common people in the world. On the night before leaving for Cangyang Mountain, he gave the woman a golden Huan, said: “Although I have a long way to go, I will definitely come back within ninety-nine or eighty-one days, and I will propose marriage to you at that time, what do you think?” The woman smiled and took the golden ring—guess what happened ?”

The storyteller purposely played tricks, and a guest below said: “That must be a promise!”

Someone laughed and said, “Who wouldn’t agree to this? I’m afraid there is no such thing in the world!”

The storyteller stroked his beard triumphantly, and said vividly to the audience who stretched their necks all over the room: “I saw that woman put on the gold ring, called ‘Suzerain’, and said softly…”

Clang.

It was obviously a very slight sound, as if someone stomped the wine glass on the table.

But at this moment, as if an invisible hand stopped time, all the guests stopped, the storyteller’s mouth was still open comically, the shopkeeper’s half poured wine froze in the air, and the waiter maintained the posture of serving food not moving.

“…”

Gong Wei’s eyelashes fluttered, and his consciousness slowly came back from the initial trance, and he was horrified at the moment, and looked along the source of the sound just now—

Across a thin bead curtain, the man in the private seat next door was drinking alone. At this moment, he was looking away from the peach blossoms flying all over the city outside the window, with a slender and strong hand still pressing on the wine glass in front of him.

Gong Wei’s pupils widened silently.

——I saw the man picked up the wine glass and drank it down, then stood up, the disguise spell finally faded from his face, revealing the true face of Gujingbubo.

It was Xu Shuangce.