Anthology of Gulong: Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword

Chapter 13 Between Gods and Demons
Ah Fei suddenly jumped up and rushed over.

The door closed with a bang and was bolted.

A Fei knocked hard on the door.

After a long time, there was a response from the door: "Who?"

Afei said dumbly: "Me."

The voice at the door asked, "Who are you?"

"I am who I am."

There was a sudden burst of laughter like silver bells from the door: "This man is a lunatic."

"Hearing his tone of voice, it seems that he is the owner of this place."

"Who knows him?"

"Who knows who he is? He's living the hell himself."

These voices are very familiar. I don't know how many sweet words and tender feelings I said to him last night. Why have they all changed now?
Ah Fei suddenly felt a burst of anger rushing up, and couldn't help but slammed open the door forcefully.

All seven pairs of beautiful eyes were staring at him.

Last night, the tenderness in these seven pairs of eyes was like water, and the honey was like oil.

Now the oil in these seven pairs of eyes has burned to smoke, and the water has frozen to ice.

Ah Fei rushed in staggeringly, grabbed the wine jug, it was empty.

"Where's the wine?"

"No wine!"

"Go get it!"

"Why do you want to get it? This is not a place to sell wine."

A Fei rushed over, grabbed her skirt, and said loudly: "Don't you all recognize me?"

The beautiful eyes looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "Do you recognize me? Do you know who I am?"

A Fei loosened his fingers one by one, looked around in a daze, and murmured: "Isn't this where it was last night?"

Only one person said calmly: "This place is still where it was last night, but you are no longer who you were last night."

Sweet voice, more familiar.

A Fei's whole body suddenly trembled violently.

His eyes were tightly closed, unwilling to look at her, afraid to look at her.

This person was something he couldn't forget even in his dreams. He would rather sacrifice everything just to see her.

But now, he would rather die than look at her.

She is still the same as before.

But he, he is indeed not the same as before.

Still no sound, no movement.

The dust on the roof beams suddenly fell in pieces.

Was it blown down by the wind, or was it destroyed by their murderous intent?

Shangguan Jin Hong suddenly took a step forward.

Li Xunhuan did not move.

Suddenly someone said: "Moving means not moving, not moving means moving, do you understand?"

The voice was old and everyone could hear it clearly.

But I can't see where his people are.

Another person said with a smile: "Since that's the case, if you fight, you don't fight, if you don't fight, you fight, so why bother?"

The voice is crisp and beautiful, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley.

But no one saw her person.

The old man said: "They want to fight only because they don't understand the true meaning of martial arts."

The girl giggled and said, "You say they don't understand, but they think they understand very well."

After these two sentences, everyone except Li Xun Huan and Shangguan Jin Hong was shocked.

Some people dare to say that they don't understand martial arts.

If even they don't understand, who else in the world understands?

The old man said: "They think that they have reached the pinnacle of martial arts when they think that 'there is no ring in their hands, but there is a ring in their heart', but in fact they are still far away!"

The girl giggled and said, "How far is it?"

The old man said: "At least one hundred and eight thousand miles away."

The girl said: "How can I truly be the pinnacle of martial arts?"

The old man said: "If there is no ring in your hands and no ring in your heart, when the ring is me and I am the ring, it is almost the same."

The girl said: "Almost? Is it a little bit worse?"

The old man said: "It's still close."

He continued slowly: "The real pinnacle of martial arts is to be able to participate in good fortune, to the point where there is no ring and no self, and the ring and me forget both, then it is truly omnipotent and invincible!"

Speaking of this, Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong couldn't help but change their colors.

The girl said: "After hearing what your old man said, I suddenly remembered a story."

The old man said: "Oh?"

The girl said: "When the Zen sect was preaching, the Fifth Patriarch recited the Buddha's gatha: 'The body is like a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand. Always wipe it diligently so that no dust remains.' This is already a very profound Buddhist principle."

The old man said: "This principle is just like 'the ring is me, and I am the ring'. It is not easy to practice to this point."

The girl said: "But the Sixth Patriarch Huineng said it even better: 'Bodhi is not a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, where can the dust fall.' That's why he inherited the orthodoxy of Zen."

The old man said: "That's right, this is the true essence of Zen Buddhism. Only when you reach this step can you truly reach the realm of immortals and Buddhas."

The girl said: "So, the true meaning of martial arts is not the same as that of Zen?"

The old man said: "Under the whole world, everything is the same when it reaches its peak."

The girl said: "So no matter what you do, you must achieve 'no one without me, things and me are forgotten', in order to truly reach the realm of transformation and reach the peak."

The old man said: "Exactly."

The girl sighed and said, "I finally understand now!"

The old man said lightly: "It's a pity that some people still don't understand, when it comes to 'there is no ring in the hand, but there is a ring in the heart'"

When I was young, I was already complacent, but I didn't know that this was just the beginning, and it was still a long way to go. "

The girl said: "If a person has achieved this step, he will feel complacent. Will he never think about going any further?"

The old man also sighed and said, "It's not bad at all."

Hearing this, Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong couldn't help but sweat on their foreheads.

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly asked: "Is it Mr. Sun?"

No one responded.

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "Mr. Sun is here, why doesn't he show up to see you?"

Still no response.

The wind blows against the window, making the window paper swish.

If Li Xun Huan and Shangguan Jin Hong want to fight, no one in the world can stop them.

But the conversation between the old man and the young girl seemed to have completely wiped out their fighting spirit.

Although the two were still facing each other and maintained their original posture, the others breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that the pressure had disappeared.

This is only because the terrible murderous aura has disappeared.

Li Xun Huan suddenly let out a long sigh, and said: "Shenlong sees the head but does not see the end, Mr. Sun is close to him."

Shangguan Jinhong said with a sullen face, "Everyone will say the truth, the question is whether he can do it."

Li Xun Huan smiled and said: "It's not easy to be able to explain this truth."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a commotion outside.

Then, he saw four people carrying the coffin into the yard.

Brand new coffin, the paint doesn't seem to be completely dry yet.

The four of them carried the coffin straight into the hall where Shangguan Jinhong hosted guests.

Immediately, a big man in yellow went up to meet him, and said sharply: "You have gone to the wrong place, get out!"

The porter who carried the coffin looked around, and said in a muttered voice, "Is there a Shangguan here?"

The big man in yellow said: "What are you asking Master Shangguan for?"

The porter said: "Then we didn't go to the wrong place, this coffin was sent to Mr. Shangguan."

The big man in yellow said angrily: "You are looking for death, you just need this coffin."

The porter apologized and said with a smile: "This is the best Nanshou, how can we have such good luck?"

The big man in yellow slapped his face with his hand.

Shangguan Jinhong suddenly said: "Who asked you to send this coffin here?"

As soon as his voice came out, the hands of the big man in yellow stopped immediately.

The porter's face was so frightened that his face changed, and after a long while, he said stupidly: "It's a master surnamed Song who paid four taels of silver and asked the little people to deliver this coffin to the noble hall of Ruyun Inn today." Come on, I want the little people to hand over to Master Shangguan face to face."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "My surname is Song? What kind of person is he?"

The porter said: "It's a man, he doesn't seem to be too old or young, he is very generous, but he doesn't see his appearance."

Another person said: "He woke up the little people from the bed in the middle of the night last night, and blew out the lights first, so the little people didn't see him at all."

Shangguan Jin Hong had a sullen face, neither surprised nor asked further questions.

He already knew that he couldn't ask.

The porter said again: "This coffin is quite heavy, it seems... there seems to be someone inside."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "Open it and have a look."

The coffin lid was not nailed and was lifted immediately.

At this moment, Shangguan Jin Hong's indifferent face seemed to change suddenly.

In fact, there was still no expression on his face at all, he didn't even frown, and the corners of his mouth didn't move.

But for some reason, his entire face seemed to change suddenly.

It was as if it had turned into another person's face, and it seemed that it had suddenly put on a hard-shelled mask.

He didn't want people to see his true face now.

Most people in the world have such a mask. Although they can't see it at ordinary times, they will wear this mask when necessary.

Some people want to hide their sorrow, some people want to hide their anger, some people have no choice but to greet others with a smile, and some people want to make others afraid of them.

Others do it to hide their fears.

What is Shangguan Jinhong for?

There was indeed a dead man in the coffin.

This dead man was unexpectedly Shangguan Fei, the only son of Shangguan Jinhong.

Li Xunhuan was also watching when Shangguan Fei died.

He not only saw Jing Wuming kill Shangguan Fei with his own eyes, but also saw Jing Wuming bury the body.

Now, how could this corpse suddenly appear here?

Who dug up the body?

Who sent it here?what purpose?
Li Xun Huan's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking a lot.

The mask on Shangguan Jinhong's face seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. After a long, long silence, he suddenly turned to Li Xunhuan and said, "Have you seen him before?"

Li Xun Huan sighed, "I've seen it."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "How do you feel when you see him now?"

The body has been washed clean, it does not look like it was dug out of the mud.Wearing a brand new shroud, there is neither sand nor blood stains on his body.

Just a little mortal wound.

The wound is on the throat, seven minutes below the throat.

Li Xun Huan pondered, and said, "I think...he died not painfully."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "You mean he died very quickly?"

Li Xun Huan sighed: "Death is not painful, what is painful is waiting for death, it seems that he has not passed through this period."

Shangguan Fei's face indeed looked more serene and peaceful than when he was alive, as if he had fallen asleep.

His terrified expression before he died was erased by someone.

Although Shangguan Jinhong's face could be covered with a mask, his eyes could not.

His eyes seemed to be burning with flames, he stared at Li Xun Huan, and said word by word: "There are not many people in the world who can kill him so quickly."

Li Xun Huan said, "Not many, maybe not more than five."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "You are also one of them."

Li Xun Huan nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I am one of them, and so are you."

Shangguan Jin Hong sternly said: "How could I kill him?"

Li Xun Huan said lightly: "Of course you won't kill him, I just want you to understand that the person who can kill him is not necessarily the person who wants to kill him, and the person who kills him is not necessarily the person who can kill him." the one who killed him."

He continued slowly: "Many unexpected things often happen in this world, which are beyond anyone's imagination."

Shangguan Jinhong stopped talking, but his eyes were still fixed on him.

Li Xun Huan's gaze has become very gentle, even showing some sympathy and pity.It seemed that she had seen through Shangguan Jinhong's face, and seen the sorrow and fear in his heart.

He's been violating people, beating people up all the time.

Now, at last, he himself was hit, and he didn't know where it came from.

Blood is thicker than water, and a son is a son after all.

No matter who it is, this is not a small blow.

Shangguan Jinhong seemed to be a little uneasy, and his iron will seemed to be gradually shaken.

The sympathy and pity in Li Xun Huan's eyes was like a hammer, the walnut-like features on his face were almost smashed to pieces.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly said: "This battle between you and me will be inevitable sooner or later!"

Li Xun Huan nodded, "It's inevitable."

Shangguan Jin Hong said: "Today..."

(End of this chapter)