That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 234 What is Jianghu?

Xiao Bai outside the Gongsun Mansion seemed to be in a good mood because Xu Beiyou survived successfully. He clapped his hands and smiled and said, "There are talented people from generation to generation. It's over, we should go back."

Yu Kuang drove the carriage and drove towards Shence Gate.

When passing by Shence Gate, Yu Kuang suddenly asked, "The opera garden has already disbanded, why are the opera actors still on stage?"

Xiao Bai in the carriage said calmly: "It's just for the little things."

Yu Kuang sneered, "Jianzong."

The sound of horseshoes and wheels gradually faded away, and finally disappeared in the vast night rain.

Now that the protagonist has already called his curtain call, there is naturally no need for the supporting actors to stay on the stage.

The rear mansion has returned to calm, and the fierce fighting in the front mansion has gradually come to an end.

After sword master Nian Geng chopped off the head of a sword sect disciple, he frowned, narrowed his eyes and looked towards the Houfu.

For some reason, the two sword intents of the Houfu disappeared together. Could it be that the two of them lost in the fight?
Just rely on Xu Beiyou?
From the bottom of his heart, swordsman Nian Geng didn't believe that Xu Beiyou could defeat Chi Bing, who was already at the peak of human immortality, but the situation in front of him was indeed not optimistic.

Just at this time, Sword Master Chen Ren also turned his head to look at him. After the two of them looked at each other, they both started to retreat.

If Chi Bing misses, their only way out is to leave Jiangdu City as soon as possible and flee to the end of the world.

It's just that it's easy to be a bad guest, but it's hard to leave.

An old man appeared not far behind them, wearing a cape hat, trousers rolled up high, and straw sandals on his feet. He looked like an old fisherman.

But this is not a riverside where you can fish, but Ronghuafang in Jiangdu City.

Sword Master Chen Ren suddenly turned around to look at the figure under the rain curtain, his face gradually paled, and then his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Sword Master Nian Geng was a little better, but he still had a look of despair on his face. The calmness and composure he had before had disappeared the moment he found the old man, leaving only an unconcealable fear.

The two sword masters of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall recognized the old man, and because they recognized him, they were terrified.

The old man looked at the two of them through the rain curtain, and said calmly: "This farce should end."

Sword Master Nian Geng smiled miserably, "Uncle Shangguan came here in person."

Shangguan Qinghong raised his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger together, and pointed at the two of them from a distance, "I am guilty of treason against the sect, and shall die according to the sect's laws. .”

Sword Master Renchen said tremblingly: "How could this happen? Is Chi Bing really dead?"

"The chief evil, Chi Bing, has been put to death." Shangguan Qinghong said calmly, "The young master will personally kill him."

Sword Master Nian Geng remained silent, while Sword Master Ren Chen looked sad.

Shangguan Qinghong did not rush to act, but quietly waited for the last words of the two.

Sword Master Renchen lowered his head and asked softly, "Can I not die?"

"From the time you decided to rebel against the young master with Chi Bing, there is no turning back." Shangguan Qinghong said flatly, "The reason why the suzerain appointed me as the head of the Punishment Division back then was because the old man was not afraid of killing people, nor Miserly to kill."

Shangguan Qinghong's tone was calm but could not refuse.

Only at this moment, Shangguan Qinghong is not like the old man who always remembers the past, showing a bit of decisive demeanor when he was young.

It would not be an exaggeration for Shangguan Qinghong back then to say that he was a murderer.

Sword Master Renchen burst out laughing wildly, almost to the point of tears, almost bursting out of laughter.

Finally, he choked up.

Sword Master Nian Geng sighed heavily, a little unwilling, a little helpless, and a little finally relieved.

In the end it was a smile.

Shangguan Qinghong remained expressionless, and asked softly, "Do you have any last words?"

Neither of them spoke.

Shangguan Qinghong's fingers trembled twice, and the two of them were instantly pierced through the heads by the sharp sword energy, leaving no room for resistance.

——Houfu, Xu Beiyou was sitting on Chi Bing's body, holding Chi Bing's head in both hands, looking at Chi Bing who died with death, with a calm expression.

Fine raindrops fell from the sky again, washing away the smell of blood, merging with the blood on the ground and flowing slowly.

After entering the rivers and lakes, the first thing to do is not to be drowned by strong winds and waves, and then after experiencing a series of ups and downs, there will generally be two results, one is to drift with the tide, and the other is to stand at the top.

Before the age of 20, Xu Beiyou believed that Jianghu was a free and unrestrained place, black and white were clearly distinguished, good people wield swords and go chivalrous, bad people kill and set fire, those who fight for righteousness brush off their clothes, and those who kill do not leave their names.

After turning 20, Xu Beiyou suddenly understood that the so-called rivers and lakes are neither black nor white, but gray, and this is a land of fame and fortune.

Here, black can become white, and white can also become black. It seems that there are no rules, but in fact it is very particular.

Here, there are very few unprovoked killings, and every killing is for something.As for those bloodthirsty lunatics, someone will naturally deal with them. Killing them is not because they do evil, but because they broke the rules.

The rivers and lakes are actually very similar to temples, where the rules are greater than the sky.

Those who abide by the rules may not live well, but those who dare to break the rules will surely die a miserable death.

This is the rivers and lakes.

The first time Xu Beiyou entered the Jianghu, he experienced the darkest side of the Jianghu and temples.

The Dark Guard Mansion wiped out all the sects of Chonglongguan, leaving only one Zhiyun, and then Gongsun Zhongmou slaughtered those dark guards.

This made his beautiful vision of Jianghu collapse suddenly, and after meeting many big figures, his understanding of Jianghu was only left with the word fame and fortune.

Small people are not worthy of talking about faith and morality, that is exclusive to big people.

What little people can talk about is survival and a little fame and fortune.

Now Xu Beiyou is drifting away on this road, unable to turn back, and unable to stop.

Maybe one day when he can reach the height of his master Gongsun Zhongmou, he can stop and take a rest. Then he will stop and look back, and there must be a bloody and flashy road behind him.

Xu Beiyou suddenly started to drink a little.

From no alcohol to no alcohol, the process is not as slow as imagined.

Alcohol can intoxicate people, and drunkenness can temporarily escape many things, allowing people to get a rare respite in this impetuous world, and it can also release a little bit of the injustice that is suppressed in their hearts.

Drunk as a song.

It's a pity that there is no wine, Xu Beiyou is a little regretful, and can only whisper to Chi Bing's head: "Life is not easy, so I don't pay much attention to the word humility, and there are not so many reasons. Since ancient times, only success or failure In terms of heroes, even if you are the overlord of Western Chu, you are defeated if you lose, and you should close your eyes when you die, and keep holding on to resentment and obsession, even if you are reincarnated, it will be difficult."

"I don't like to kill, I don't like it at all. Every time I kill, I feel that my hands are dirty and sticky, like a layer of dried blood, but I have to kill. This world forces me to keep killing. You are not the first to kill, nor will you be the last."

"There are not many masters in the realm of human immortality, nor are there few, but there are not too many people at the peak of human immortality like you, but I am just a mere ghost realm. Do you feel that you are dying in my hands? Feeling aggrieved? In fact, if you think about it carefully, you should be satisfied. In order to kill you, I used four of the Twelve Swords of Jianzong, and seven moves of Sword 36. You broke three bones of the supreme sword body. At such a high price, who will die if you don't die?"

"I have read some Buddhist classics, which say that the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance are the most deceiving minds. You are not angry at my master's inheritance. , There are two of the three poisons, you have long forgotten the word caution, and you only want to kill me, but you don’t know that the Qingyun Avenue in your eyes is actually a dead end that cannot be turned back.”

Xu Beiyou just held Chi Bing's head and talked to himself, absurd and ruthless.

After an unknown amount of time, a paper umbrella covered Xu Beiyou's head from the wind and rain.

Xu Beiyou asked without looking back, "Is everything over?"

Song Guanguan, who had changed into a brand new oil-paper umbrella, nodded lightly and said, "The damned ones are dead, and those who deserve to be alive are still alive."

Xu Beiyou was silent for a moment, then stood up with the head in his hand, "Since the matter is over, I should go to the teacher's wife's side as well."

(End of this chapter)