Anthology of Gu Long: End of the World, Bright Moon, Knife

Chapter 25 Heavenly King Slaying Ghost Sword (2)
Cook Hao was so angry that his face turned pale, and at this moment, he suddenly heard a horse hiss and a soft scold.

Fu Hongxue had already picked up Zhuo Yuzhen, Zhuo Yuzhen was holding the child, and four people, two big, two small, rushed onto the cart!

Zhuo Yuzhen put the child into the coffin, Fu Hongxue beat the horse with a whip, and Yan Nanfei lifted the iron frame holding the copper pot.

Gongsuntu threw his cup up and shouted, "Be careful!"

Before finishing the two words, Zhuo Yuzhen got into the coffin and closed the lid by herself.

With a backhand swing, Yan Nanfei swung out a pot of hot horse meat, including the pot and the iron rack, and flew towards the opposite cart with a "hoo!"
The soup splashed everywhere, the healthy horse neighed, the cart toppled over, pieces of hot horse meat flew out like arrows with the soup, as long as it got a little bit of it, it would immediately scald a blister.

The people on the cart covered their faces with their sleeves and flew up!

Holding the knife in his right hand and waving his whip in his left, Fu Hongxue rushed out of the two overturned board workshops!
Xiao Siwu volleyed in the air, turned over suddenly, every muscle on his right arm was concentrated with true strength.

The throwing knife is on his right hand.

Yang Wuji grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand when he jumped up.

Xiao Siwu's saber has already been released.

This time he didn't make a sound at all, this knife still used all his strength, and it hit Fu Hongxue's back.

Although the cart had toppled over, the road it gave way was not wide. Fu Hongxue had to concentrate on driving the carriage. He didn't have eyes behind his back, so he didn't know that the lightning-like knife light was coming. Even if he knew, he couldn't turn around and dodge it. Otherwise, even if he avoided the knife, he still couldn't avoid the cart on the road ahead!
At this unstoppable moment, his knife suddenly pierced through his ribs, and with a "ding", sparks burst out from the black scabbard, and a four-inch long throwing knife was knocked down on the cart.

Yang Wuji's sword quickly unsheathed, and the jade girl shuttled back and forth, striking down in the air.

Holding the scabbard under his ribs, Fu Hongxue pulled out the saber with his backhand. The light of the saber flashed and met the light of the sword.

The swords did not strike each other; although the sword light was coming fast, the knife was even faster, and Yang Wuji's sword tip had pierced Fu Hongxue's throat by an inch at most, and this inch was a fatal inch. Splashing, in the rain of blood all over the sky, an arm fell out of thin air, and the sword was still tightly held in his hand—a quaint iron sword with loose grain!

When Yang Wuji's men fell, they landed on the hot copper pot.

This was the most promising time in his life to kill Fu Hongxue. This time his sword had almost pierced into Fu Hongxue's throat.

Just an inch off.

The healthy horse neighed, the cart had already left in the dust, and a blood-like sword light flew over, blocking the road!
Fu Hongxue didn't look back.He heard Yan Nanfei's coughing, and Yan Nanfei must have tried his best to break the sword for him.

He didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that if he turned his head, he would stay and fight side by side with Yan Nanfei.

It's a pity that some people can't die!
Absolutely not!
Cold night, barren mound.

A cart stopped among the mass graves, the stars were like beans, and there was no one on the desolate rocky hill.

Suddenly, a man sat up in the coffin on the cart, with long hair draped over his shoulders and eyes like autumn water.Even if she is a ghost, she must be a beautiful female ghost, enough to fascinate the scholars who study at night in the barren mound.

Her eyes moved, as if she was searching; what she was looking for was not a scholar, but a man holding a knife.

——Where did Fu Hongxue go?Why leave her here alone?

As soon as her eyes showed fear, Fu Hongxue had already appeared in front of her eyes.

Fog rose from among the barren graves. Looking through the fog, the night seemed pale, as pale as Fu Hongxue's face.

Seeing this pale face, although Zhuo Yuzhen breathed a sigh of relief, she was still very surprised: "Why did we come here?"

Fu Hongxue asked without answering, "Where is the safest place to hide a grain of white rice?"

Zhuo Yuzhen thought for a while, and said, "It's hidden in a big pile of white rice."

Fu Hongxue said: "Where should a coffin be hidden so as not to attract the most attention?"

Zhuo Yuzhen finally understood what he meant, the white rice was hidden in the rice pile, and the coffin was hidden among the random graves.

But she still didn't understand: "Why don't we go to Yan Nanfei's friend Du Shiqi?"

Fu Hongxue said, "We can't go."

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "You don't trust him?"

Fu Hongxue said: "I can also trust people that Yan Nanfei can trust."

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "Why don't you go?"

Fu Hongxue said: "Tianxianglou is a big teahouse, and Du Shiqi is a famous person. If we go to him, Gongsuntu and the others will know about it within three hours!"

Zhuo Yuzhen sighed, and said softly, "I didn't expect you to be more careful than me!"

Fu Hongxue avoided her gaze, and took out a greased paper bag from his arms: "This is a smoked chicken I bought on the way, you don't need to give it to me, I've already eaten."

Zhuo Yuzhen took it silently, and as soon as she opened the oil-paper package, tears dripped on the smoked chicken.

Fu Hongxue pretended not to notice: "I've already checked. There are no people within two or three miles around, and no one is following us. You must get a good night's sleep. I want you to do something at dawn."

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "What's the matter?"

Fu Hongxue said, "Go and find out where Du Shiqi sleeps at night. When I go to find him, I must never let anyone see him."

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "We still have to go find him?"

Fu Hongxue nodded, and said, "My appearance is too eye-catching. There are not many people who recognize you. I know a little bit about disguise."

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "Don't worry, I'm not a weak woman, I can take care of myself!"

Fu Hongxue said, "Can you ride a horse?"

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "A little bit!"

Fu Hongxue said: "Then tomorrow morning, you can ride the horse. When you get to a place where there are people, immediately let the horse go, and stop a car on the road. When you come back, you can buy a donkey."

The folk customs in the north are vigorous, and there are quite a few women riding donkeys.

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "I will definitely be very careful, but the children..."

Fu Hongxue said: "Leave the children to me, and you will leave after feeding them, so you must sleep well tonight."

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "What about you?"

Fu Hongxue said: "You don't have to worry about me, sometimes I can sleep while walking!"

Zhuo Yuzhen looked at him, her eyes were full of tenderness and pity, as if she had a lot to say.

But Fu Hongxue had already turned around, facing the dark night land, and seemed to be asleep now.

noon.

The children finally fell asleep, and Zhuo Yuzhen had been gone for three hours.

Fu Hongxue sat in the shadow behind the cemetery, staring at the deserted tomb in front of him, not moving for a long time.

What is he thinking?
——What kind of people are buried in these barren graves?How many unsung heroes are there?How many lonely prodigal sons are there?
——Are people who were lonely during their lifetime lonelier after death?

— When he died, did anyone bury him?Where is it buried?

—Who can answer these questions?

nobody!
Fu Hongxue let out a long breath, stood up slowly, and saw a donkey walking up the hill.

A thin and tired donkey, an ordinary and haggard woman.

Fu Hongxue looked at her, and couldn't help feeling very satisfied with his disguise technique.

Zhuo Yuzhen finally came back safely, no one recognized her, and no one followed her.

Seeing Fu Hongxue and the child, her eyes sparkled, like all good wives and loving mothers in the world, she went over to kiss the child first, then took out an oiled paper bag and said, "I bought this in the town. You don't have to give me smoked chicken and beef, I've already eaten."

Fu Hongxue took it silently.

Her fingertips touched his hand lightly, and his hand was cold.

If a person has been under the scorching sun for two or three hours, if his hands are still cold, he must have something on his mind.

Zhuo Yuzhen looked at him and said softly, "I know you must be worried about me, so I rushed back as soon as I got the news."

Fu Hongxue said, "You have found out about Du Shiqi..."

Zhuo Yuzhen hurriedly said, "No one knows where Du Shiqi sleeps at night. Even if someone knows, no one will tell."

Du Shiqi is undoubtedly a person who likes friends very much, of course he should have many friends.

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "But I found out another thing."

Fu Hongxue is listening!

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "Although he has many friends, he also has many enemies. The most powerful one is Hu Kun. Everyone in the city knows that Hu Kun is planning to kill Du Shiqi before the first day of next month. Pretty sure."

Fu Hongxue said, "It seems to be 28 today."

Zhuo Yuzhen nodded and said, "So I was thinking in my heart that Hu Kun must know Du Shiqi's whereabouts better than anyone else in the past two days."

——If you want to inquire about a person, it is far better to go to his enemies than to his friends.

Fu Hongxue said, "Have you ever looked for Hu Kun?"

Zhuo Yuzhen said, "I haven't."

She smiled and said again: "But you can go to him, you can go to him in a grand manner, don't be afraid that Gongsun Tu and the others will find out, it might be even better if they know."

She smiled softly and sweetly, like a gentle and sweet little fox.

Fu Hongxue looked at her, and suddenly understood what she meant, and his eyes immediately showed admiration.

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "The biggest teahouse in the city is not Tianxianglou, but Dengxianlou."

Fu Hongxue asked, "Where does Hu Kun often go?"

Zhuo Yuzhen said: "He goes there every day, almost from morning to night, because he is the one who opened Dengxian Tower!"

After dark, Fu Hongxue left Zhuo Yuzhen and the children on the rocky hill.How could he be at ease staying in that gloomy, desolate, dark, terrifying mass grave?Maybe it was because the place was too desolate and dark, no one would think that he would leave them there, so he was relieved.

Is he really absolutely assured?No, but he must arrange a lot of things for them so that they can live in peace. He knows that he can never be with them forever!
——There is no one person in the world who can be with another person forever.

——No matter how long people get together, the final outcome is parting.

——It's not death, it's life.

He suddenly thought of Ming Yuexin.

He has been trying to control himself, not letting himself think about her.

But on this deserted hillside, in this lonely night, the more things you shouldn't think about, the easier it is to think about them.

So he not only thought of Ming Yuexin, but also Yan Nanfei, the way Ming Yuexin stared at him when they were parting, and Yan Nanfei's dry cough, and the blood-red sword.

Where are their people now?Is it in Tianya?Still in the furnace?
Fu Hongxue didn't know!

He doesn't even know where his people are?Is it in the furnace?Still in Tianya?
He held his knife tightly, he only knew that this knife was forged from the furnace!
Aren't his people now like knives in the furnace?

(End of this chapter)