Anthology of Gu Long: The Prodigal Son of Border Town

Chapter 27
Because this child also likes him very much—maybe only this child is the only person in the world who really likes him!

He put his arms around the child's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Little devil, do you want to steal a drink again?"

The child shook his head, and suddenly said softly: "You...why did you beat Third Aunt?"

Gongsun Duan was moved and said: "Who said that?"

The child said: "Third Aunt said it herself, she seems to have sued you in front of Daddy, you'd better be careful."

Gongsun Duan's face sank, and his heart sank.

He suddenly understood why Ma Kongqun's attitude towards him this morning was different from before.

Of course he didn't really understand it, it was just that he felt that he understood it.

This is far worse than not understanding anything.

He let go of the child, and said in a deep voice, "Where's Third Aunt?"

The child said: "Go out."

Gongsun Duan didn't ask another word, he jumped up and rushed out.

He looked like a wounded beast when he rushed out.

Yun Zaitian and Hua Mantian still sat without moving.

Because Ma Kongqun wanted them to stay here.

So here they are.

The wind blows the long grass, and the banner of Wanmatang flutters in the wind in the distance.

The sand is hot.

Fu Hongxue bent down and grabbed a handful of yellow sand.

Snow is also hot sometimes—when it is stained red with hot blood.

He held the handful of yellow sand tightly, and the grains of sand seemed to be embedded in the flesh.

Then he saw Shen Sanniang, in fact, he just saw two strange and beautiful women.

They were all riding horses, and the horses were going very fast, and their expressions seemed to be in a hurry.

Fu Hongxue lowered his head.

He has never had the habit of staring at women, and he has never seen Shen Sanniang at all.

The two horses suddenly stopped in front of him.

He didn't stop, his left foot took a step first, and then his right foot slowly dragged across the ground.

The sun shone on his face, but his face seemed to be carved out of snow and ice on a distant mountain.

A kind of ice that never melts.

Unexpectedly, the woman on the horse jumped down and blocked his way.

Fu Hongxue still didn't look up.

He could stop looking at other people, but he couldn't help listening to their voices.

He suddenly heard the woman say: "Didn't you always want to see mine?"

Fu Hongxue's whole body seemed to be stiff, hot and stiff.

He has never seen Shen Sanniang, but he has heard this voice.

The voice sounded as gentle in the sunlight as in the dark.

That gentle and light hand, that warm and moist lips, that secret and sweet desire...all were originally as far away as an illusory dream.

But at this moment, all of this suddenly became real.

Fu Hongxue clenched his hands tightly, his whole body trembling with tension and excitement, he hardly dared to lift his head.

But he really wanted to see her all the time.

He finally raised his head, and finally saw that gentle eye wave and touching smile.

What he saw was Cui Nong.

The person standing in front of him is Cui Nong.

She stared at him with a moving smile, but Shen Sanniang stood far away like a stranger.

Cui Nong said softly: "Now you finally see me."

Fu Hongxue nodded, and murmured, "Now I finally see you."

His indifferent eyes were suddenly filled with fire-like enthusiasm.

At this moment, he had given all his emotions to the woman standing in front of him at this moment.

This was his first woman, and Shen Sanniang stood far away, watching, with no expression on her face.

Because she didn't have his kind of emotion in her heart.

She just did one thing she should do, for revenge, she felt she should do whatever she did.

But now everything was different, and she no longer had to do it.

She also couldn't let anyone know the secret between her and Fu Hongxue, let alone Fu Hongxue herself.

She suddenly felt disgusted.

Fu Hongxue was still looking at Cui Nong, looking at Cui Nong with all his heart, his pale face was already blushing.

Cui Nong smiled sweetly and said, "Haven't you seen enough?"

Fu Hongxue didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer.

Cui Nong smiled and said, "Okay, I'll let you see enough."

Women who have been in the dust always have a special way of speaking to men.

The snow and ice on the distant mountains also seemed to have melted.

Shen Sanniang couldn't help but said: "Don't forget what I told you just now."

Cui Nong nodded, suddenly sighed softly, and said, "I'll let you see now, because the situation has changed."

Fu Hongxue said, "What changed?"

Cui Nong said: "Wanmatang has already..."

Suddenly, a sound of hoofbeats interrupted her.

A horse rushed over. The man on the horse was as big and majestic as a mountain, but his movements were as vigorous as a rabbit.

The healthy horse neighed, and the man jumped off.

Shen Sanniang's expression changed, and she quickly hid behind Cui Nong.

Gongsun Duan rushed over, slapped Cui Nong's face with one hand, and said sharply, "Get out of the way!"

His shouting stopped suddenly.

His hand did not slap Cui Nong's face.

A knife suddenly stretched out from the side and caught his wrist. The scabbard was black and the handle was black.

The hand holding the knife was pale.

The veins on Gongsun Duan's forehead popped up, he turned his head, stared at Fu Hongxue, and said sharply, "It's you again."

Fu Hongxue said, "It's me."

Gongsun said: "I don't want to kill you today."

Fu Hongxue said, "I don't want to kill you today either."

Gongsun said: "Then you'd better go far."

Fu Hongxue said, "I like standing here."

Gongsun Duan looked at him, then at Cui Nong, as if surprised, and said: "Could it be that she is your woman?"

Fu Hongxue said, "Yes."

Gongsun Duan burst out laughing suddenly, "Don't you know she's a bitch?"

Fu Hongxue's person suddenly became stiff.

He took two steps back slowly, looked at Gongsun Duan, his pale face seemed to be translucent.

Gongsun Duan was still laughing, as if he had never encountered such a ridiculous thing in his life.

Fu Hongxue was waiting.

His hand holding the knife also seemed to be white and transparent.

Every tendon and blood vessel can be seen clearly.

When Gongsun Duan's laughter stopped, he said literally: "Pull out your saber!"

There were only four words, and he spoke very lightly, as lightly as breathing.

A devil's breath.

He also spoke very slowly, as if it were a curse from hell.

Gongsun Duan seemed to be stiff as well, but suddenly flames burned in his eyes.

He stared at Fu Hongxue, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Hongxue said, "Pull out your saber."

hot sun.

The yellow sand is flying on the earth, and the grass is like gold.

Although the earth is brilliant and brilliant, it also carries a brutal and domineering murderous intent.

Here, although life keeps growing, it may be destroyed at any time.

Here, everything is cruel and strong, and there is absolutely no tenderness.

Gongsun Duan's hand was already holding the handle of the knife.

Machete, silver handle.

The cold silver knife has now become as hot as a soldering iron.

His palms were sweating, his forehead was sweating, and his whole body seemed to be burning under the scorching sun.

"Pull out your knife!"

The wine in his blood flowed like a flame.

It's too hot.

It was unbearably hot.

Fu Hongxue stood opposite him coldly, like a piece of ice that never melted.

A piece of transparent ice.

This ruthless scorching sun seemed to have no effect on him at all.

No matter where he stood, it was as if he was standing in the snow and ice on the top of a distant mountain.

Gongsun Duan panted restlessly, even he himself could hear his panting.

A large lizard slowly crawled out of the gravel and passed under his feet.

"Pull out your knife!"

The banner was flying in the distance, and horses neighed in the wind from time to time.

"Pull out your knife!"

Beads of sweat flowed from the corners of his eyes and into his beard like steel needles, and the soaked clothes clinged to his back.

Did Fu Hongxue never sweat?

His hand was still holding the scabbard in the same posture.

Gongsun Duan suddenly roared and drew his sword!Swing the knife!

The light of the knife is like a silver rainbow.

The knife light is round.

The arc-like light of the knife sharply chopped off the large blood vessel at the back of Fu Hongxue's left neck.

Fu Hongxue didn't dodge or parry.

He rushed over suddenly.

The scabbard in his left hand suddenly caught the scimitar.

His knife was also drawn.

There was a "poof", no one could describe what kind of sound it was.

Even Gongsun Duan himself didn't know what the sound was.

He didn't feel any pain, only that his stomach contracted suddenly, as if he was going to vomit.

He lowered his head and saw the handle of the knife on his stomach.

Black handle.

The knife had penetrated completely into his stomach, leaving only the handle.

Then he felt that the strength of his whole body suddenly miraculously disappeared, and he could no longer support it.

He looked at the hilt and slowly fell down.

Only the handle is seen.

He still didn't see Fu Hongxue's knife until his death.

Yellow sand, green blood.

Gongsun Duan lay in a pool of blood.

His life was over, and his misfortunes and misfortunes were over.

But other people's disasters have just begun.

At noon, it was extremely hot.

No matter how hot the weather is, the blood will coagulate quickly.

Sweat never condenses.

Yun Zaitian kept wiping his sweat, drinking water while wiping his sweat, obviously he is not used to suffering.

Hua Mantian was far more patient than he could bear.

A horse walks slowly into the paddock under the scorching sun.

There is a man on horseback.

A lizard was licking his blood.

His blood has clotted.

A shiny machete was inserted obliquely in his belt, and the scorching sun shone on his messy hair.

He no longer sweats.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, and the torrential rain poured down.

It was already dark in Wanma Hall, and the rain in front of the eaves was as dense as a bead curtain.

The faces of Hua Mantian and Yun Zaitian were as dark as the sky.

Two big men who were drenched all over came in carrying Gongsun Duan's body and placed it on the long table.

Then they retreated quietly.

They didn't dare to look at Ma Kongqun's face.

He stood silently in the shadow behind the screen, his face only visible when the lightning flashed.

But no one dared to look.

He sat down slowly, sat in front of the long table, and firmly held Gongsun Duan's hand.

Hands are rough, cold, and stiff.

He didn't cry, but the expression on his face was far more tragic than tears.

Gongsun Duan's eyeballs were bulging, and there seemed to be pain and fear in his eyes before he died.

In his life, he has almost always lived in pain and fear, so he is always irritable.

It's a pity that others can only see his angry and fierce appearance, but not his heart.

The rain has lessened, but the sky is darker.

Ma Kongqun suddenly said: "This man is my brother, only he is my brother."

He didn't know whether he was muttering to himself, or talking to Hua Mantian and Yun Zaitian.

He went on to say: "Without him, I would never be able to live to this day."

Yun Zaitian finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said sadly: "We all know that he is a good man."

Ma Kongqun said: "He is indeed a good man, no one is more faithful than him, no one is more brave than him, but he has never had a good day in his life."

Yun Zaitian could only listen and sigh.

Ma Kongqun's voice was choked up, and he said, "He shouldn't have died, but now he is dead."

Yun Zaitian said bitterly, "Fu Hongxue must have killed him."

Ma Kongqun gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "I'm sorry for him, I should have listened to him and killed those people first."

Yun Zaitian said: "Now..."

Ma Kongqun said sadly: "It's too late now, too late..."

Yun Zaitian said: "But we can't let Fu Hongxue go, we must avenge him."

Ma Kongqun said: "Of course I want revenge, but..."

He suddenly raised his head and said sharply, "It's just that before I take revenge, I still have something to do."

Yun Zaitian's eyes flickered, and he tentatively asked, "What's the matter?"

Ma Kongqun said: "Come here, I'll tell you."

Of course Yun Zaitian walked over immediately.

Ma Kongqun said: "I want you to do something for me."

Yun Zaitian bowed and said, "The hall master will tell you."

Ma Kongqun said: "I want you to die!"

With a flip of his hand, he picked up Gongsun Duan's scimitar, and the light of the saber was already cutting towards Yun Zaitian like lightning.

No one could describe the speed of this knife, and no one could have imagined that he would suddenly attack Yun Zaitian.

Strangely, Yun Zaitian himself seemed to be wary of his move.

With the light of the knife swung out, Yun Zaitian's person has already swept up, and he does a "pushing out the window and looking at the moon and flying clouds", turning his body out of the air.

Blood also flew out.

Although his lightness kung fu is high, although he responds quickly, it is still not as fast as Ma Kongqun's saber.

This knife cut off his right hand at the wrist.

The severed hand fell with blood.

The person in Yun Zaitian actually hasn't fallen yet.

It is not easy for a martial arts master who has experienced many battles to fall down.

He was leaning against the wall, his face was completely pale, and his eyes were full of surprise and fear.

Ma Kongqun did not chase after him, but sat there quietly, staring at the blood dripping from the tip of the knife.

Hua Mantian actually just stood aside and watched coldly, with no expression on his face.

As long as it wasn't his hand that cut it down with the knife, he would never be tempted.

After a long time, Yun Zaitian was able to speak.

He gritted his teeth and tremblingly said: "I don't understand, I... I really don't understand."

Ma Kongqun said coldly: "You should understand."

He raised his head, stared at the galloping horses on the wall, and slowly continued: "This place was originally mine, whoever wants to take it away from me will die!"

Yun Zaitian was silent for a long time, then he suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "So you already know everything."

Ma Kongqun said: "I already knew."

Yun Zaitian smiled wryly, "I underestimated you."

Ma Kongqun said: "I said a long time ago that many things in the world are like dust. Although it is already by your side, you have never seen it—I have never seen you clearly."

Yun Zaitian's face was distorted, sweat was like rain, he gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "But the sun will shine in sooner or later."

Although he was smiling, that expression was more painful than crying.

Ma Kongqun said: "Do you understand now?"

Yun Zaitian said: "I understand."

Ma Kongqun looked at him, and suddenly heaved a long sigh, saying: "You shouldn't have betrayed me, you should have known me very well."

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Yun Zaitian's face, and he said, "Although I betrayed you, but..."

He didn't finish the sentence.

Just as he turned his gaze to Hua Mantian, Hua Mantian's sword had pierced into his chest, nailing him to the wall.

He never had the chance to say what he wanted to say.

Hua Mantian slowly drew out his sword.

Then the cloud fell from the sky.

Everyone falls sooner or later.

No matter how great he was in life, when he fell he looked exactly like everyone else.

(End of this chapter)