Infinite martial arts new world

() Dalin Village is a very small village, with a total of more than 30 households and less than 200 people. The reason for its name is because there is a huge forest behind the village.

The trees in the forest are dense and lush, and the environment is dark and humid. You can't see the sun in the daytime, and you can't see the stars at night. Even the people in the village dare not go too deep into the forest, because it is difficult to get out if you get lost.

But Yang Zheng was not afraid of getting lost. He liked to run around in the woods since he was a child, and when he was nine years old, he would come to this woods to stay for an hour or two every day, and sometimes he would even sneak out at night.No one knew what he was doing in the woods, and he didn't let anyone with him, even Lu Suwen was no exception.

This is the first time he has brought her here.

He led her to turn left and right in the dense forest. After walking for more than half an hour, he came to a spring hidden in the deepest part of the dense forest, and saw a dilapidated and simple log cabin.

There is a large rusty lock on the small door of the wooden house. There are only a bed, a table and a chair, a thick bowl, a tile lamp and a red clay stove in the wooden house. Everything is covered with dust. The cobwebs are densely packed, and the moss in front of the door is thick and green. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.

When someone lived here before, his life must have been very simple, lonely, and hard.

Lu Suwen couldn't help asking Yang Zheng: "Is this where your father lived in the end?"

Yang Zheng was silent for a long time, and the expression of respect and pain appeared on his face again, and it took a long time before he said word by word: "Yes, the old man stood by this window every day in the year before he died. , wait for me to come and see him."

It was dark, and the oil in the lamp had been burned out. Lu Suwen silently wiped the dust in the house in the dark.

Yang Zheng turned over a wooden board on the ground, and took out a rusty iron box from the hole under the wooden board.

There is actually a fire pocket in the iron box.

He turned on the torch, and Lu Suwen saw a weapon she had never seen before.

As soon as the fire was turned on, there was a strangely shaped weapon in the iron box, and a cold light flashed, approaching Lu Suwen's eyebrows.

She couldn't help shivering: "What is this?"

"It's a weapon, the weapon my father used when he was alive."

Yang Zheng looked sad: "This is also the only relic left by my father to me, but his old man has repeatedly warned me, not only must not use it until life and death, but also must not even say it."

"I have also seen many Jianghu people, and I have seen all kinds of weapons." Lu Suwen said, "But I have never seen anything like this."

"Of course you haven't seen it before. It is an unprecedented and unique weapon."

Yang Zheng said: "My father gave it a special name called parting hook. Because no matter what this hook hooks, it will cause parting. If it hooks your hand, your hand will part with your wrist; If it hooks your feet, your feet are farewell to your legs; if it hooks your throat, you are saying goodbye to the world?"

Lu Suwen was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "This is a very cruel weapon."

Yang Zheng stared at Lu Suwen: his voice was filled with tenderness that was almost painful: "I don't want to say goodbye, I don't want to say goodbye to you. I want to use this parting hook just to get together with you forever and ever. We will be together forever, and we will never part again."

Lu Suwen understood what he meant, and also understood his feelings for her, and he understood it very well.

But she couldn't help but shed tears.

Fortunately, the fire had already gone out at this time, and Yang Zheng could no longer see her face, nor could she clearly see her tears.

There will never be killing or hatred, two people will always be together so peacefully and quietly, even in the dark, it is sweet.

Lu Suwen's heart was throbbing, and her lips were bleeding from the bite. She even tried everything possible to keep Yang Zheng and live with her in this ghostly place for the rest of her life.But she is very calm, because she knows that what he is going to do is what he must do. If he doesn't do it, the two of them will face the possibility of parting forever every day, and their child will face being treated as a potted plant. danger.

She is more aware of Yang Zheng's inner struggles during this period. For a man, there is absolutely nothing more painful than betraying his own ideals. A beating heart becomes a lifeless stone.

So she would rather endure the suffering herself than stop her man from doing what he thinks he should do.

How much courage does it take for a woman to do that?

It was dawn.Yang Zheng had already left quietly.

She knew he was leaving, but she pretended to be in a deep sleep, and he didn't disturb her.

Because they could no longer bear the pain of saying goodbye.

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The stone steps outside the vermilion gate of the Hou Mansion are long and wide, as smooth as a mirror, and the inside of the Hou Mansion cannot be seen from the gate. Inside the door is a huge stone screen made of colored porcelain and carved with nine kylins, completely blocking the view. The line of sight, the voices of people behind the wall are silent, not even a sound can be heard.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind the screen, and a fat steward walked out, his eyes were almost on the top of his head, and he raised his face and said to Yang Zheng: "Master Hou agrees to see you and asks you to go in."

This person must be a servant with a high status in the Hou's mansion. If he didn't have enough status, he wouldn't be so arrogant, and if he wasn't a servant, he wouldn't need to be so arrogant.

Behind the high wall is a very large yard, without flowers and trees, and without goldfish.

There is only a huge and ancient iron tripod in the yard, but it highlights the solemnity and vastness of the yard.

The door of the hall in front is closed, and you can't see what's going on inside. You can only see the carved courtyard pillars in front of the corridor that two people can't hold together and the dripping cornices towering under the white clouds.

Only in this kind of place can a person truly understand the power of wealth and power. This place is really too big. It is so big that it can bury all the evidence. pressed into the ground.

Yang Zheng walked three hundred steps before reaching the door of the hall, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

The door of the hall is at least two people high, and seven or eight people can walk side by side. However, after the sunlight shines through the door, it gradually fades and disappears, and can only illuminate less than one-fifth of the outside of the hall.

This hall is larger and deeper than the courtyard outside, and it needs to be lit in two rows with hundreds of arm-thick candles in broad daylight to see it clearly.

Walk along the hall to the depths, and there is a person sitting in the depths of the hall.

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Ps:

The old man who sharpened the knife originally wrote it, but later deleted it when he was dissatisfied. This guy's origin is very strange. It is rumored that it has something to do with Xiao Xuelei in "Heroes Without Tears". "Style in the Sword", it is more appropriate to put it there.

I lost a total of 110 catties when I was fishing today, and one of the poles was broken. My buddy had an idea and cut down a bamboo to continue doing it, hahaha~~

Ask for a ticket, ask for a ticket, steal the ticket, hand it over! ! !It's almost [-], how much I want to add updates on Monday :)

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