Chapter Forty-Six: The Blind Old Man, Plotting Behind His Back
Although Zhilu Road walked in such a bamboo building, the sound of squeaking was inevitable and would attract the attention of others, but I really didn't expect that someone would ambush behind this door, and take advantage of the moment I opened the door, swinging a knife and slashing.
This knife is unprovoked and ferocious, wrapped in a sharp sound of breaking the air, slashing towards my head, and at this moment the moonlight is like water, and a raging fire is burning in the mountain village, these lights shine through the cracks in the bamboo building, all of them are gathered by this cold knife light, turned into a ball of light, and in an instant, I actually have the illusion that my head is flying.
If this time is delayed by one second, I will definitely die, but the keen consciousness that I have cultivated between life and death over the years finally saved my life.
A few seconds later, the two of us have chased from the corridor to a hall next to it, in a panic, I casually touched a collection of ancient swords from the hanging ornaments on the wall of the corridor, and this person fought twice, and felt that the blade was strong and violent, and the knife was tricky and vicious, and my hands were numb, and almost the sword in my hand was thrown out.
Through the hazy moonlight, I saw an old man standing in front of me in a loose exercise uniformβthis old man had a fierce short hair, a white bandage tied on his forehead, a messy beard under his nose, a blackened old age spot on his face, a pair of bare feet, a pair of eyes turned white, his ears fluttering, listening to the wind and distinguishing things.
Seeing him like this, I thought to myself that I was really unjustly exposed, and it turned out that this man was actually a blind man, and he could distinguish things by his ears.
After the blind old man rushed into the small hall, he did not continue the pursuit, but withdrew the sharp long knife in his hand, stood with the knife in his hand, posed, and said something with a serious face. This is not Burmese or Thai, but after a period of experience in Japanese dramas such as "Marriage Proposal" and "One Liter of Tears", I quickly reacted that this person spoke Japanese.
Then I looked at the long knife in the old man's hand, the cloud-dyed chrysanthemum pattern, it was indeed a Japanese knife with a good steel mouth.
He spoke impassionedly, but I was so confused that I had to turn around and ask for help from the tiger cat in the air. The adult was a language genius, and directly pinched his throat and whispered: "Bage Yalu, yours, can you speak Chinese?" β
"Soga, China...... Chinese? Come on, no matter where you are from, I will never kill an unknown ghost under the knife of Ono Sakata, report your name, and I will sing a requiem for you after you die! β
This blind old man is quite ancient, and he must report his names to each other when he kills people to show respect.
Listening to the words of this old man Niu Boyi, I didn't have the mind to confront it head-on, and at the moment I was full of nonsense, saying that my name was Chen Erdan, and I was Xu Mingxin's follower, and I was sent by him to come here to ask someone to go to the west to help--do you know that Mo Luo, it was born, and it is massacring good and cheap people in this mountain village.
Hearing me say this, the blind old man frowned, and said that those pig-like villagers, what qualifications do I have to pay attention to? Now that the black and white evils are gone, why bother me?
I'm also making it up, saying that I'm just an errand boy, since you don't want to go out of the mountain, I'll go back and report it, and I'm leaving!
After saying this, I clasped my fists and saluted, and then made a detour to the side in fear, preparing to evacuate in confusion.
However, before he took two steps, the long knife in the blind old man's hand came out again, pointed at my Adam's apple, and said very certainly: "You lie to me, my responsibility is to guard the bamboo tower, in addition, there is a big thing, and it has nothing to do with me, this Xu Ming can't be unaware of this - you are the locked up Lu Zuo, last time I came, I sensed your breath!" β
Can he sense my breath?
I turned my head to look at the tiger cat and asked complainingly: "What's the situation, is it useful for you to steal the fire stealth technique at the bottom of the Laoshan box, even a blind man can recognize me?" β
Lord Tiger Cat defended disdainfully: "I reminded you a long time ago, this spell has a time limit, you didn't have anything to do to stand by and look at it, you played soy sauce for a long time, and the most precious time was consumed, now you are embarrassed to blame me?" β
The two of us quarreled and quarreled, chirping, and even ignored the blind old man with a knife next to him, perhaps because he had received too much respect on weekdays, and was suddenly left out in the cold, which made him angry, and rushed forward in one step, raising his hand is a knife: "Ho, slash in the wind!" β
This person's knife skills have reached the peak, and as soon as he slashes out, there is immediately a strong wind blowing in his face, which makes people feel a chill in an instant.
I took two steps back, there was no way to avoid it, only to block the long sword in my hand, and the force was like a huge wave, and the bone erosion grass in my body had just disappeared, and I couldn't stand this force, and the whole person couldn't help but fly up, and fell towards a screen not far away. Wow! The screen cracked, and the blind old man handed out a knife again, ready to finish me off.
With this knife wind, there was also a sentence that he was extremely disdainful: "What kind of powerful character is the Tao, but it's just a little miscellaneous fish!" β
This disdainful insult made my heart burst into flames, and the person suddenly bounced up, waved his hand to meet it, and in a short moment, the long sword and the cold knife fought three times, and there were sparks shining out of the collision, and the person was extremely violent, and the moment he came out of the knife, he was almost able to mobilize the spirit of all parts of his body, and he swung it out of the ground, which was fierce and tough, making my hands soft and numb.
My body had just recovered and I was a little weak at the moment, but the anger was in my heart, and I could barely resist it for a while, but I was pressed back again and again, and soon I was forced to the corner, seeing the blades in the sky suddenly appear, enveloping my body, I also had a little headache, emotions wandered on the edge of anger and fear, and suddenly my heart jumped, and in the prison cell, that wisp of whirling breath emerged from my chest.
This wisp of breath is divided into two attributes, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, chasing each other, merging with each other, generating and restraining each other, and at the middle point of the confrontation between the two, there is a steady stream of strength throughout my body, rejuvenating my withered and degraded muscles and meridians.
The appearance of this breath seems to be the last moment of the harsh winter, the plum blossoms, the grass pushes out of the black soil, everything in the world is full of vitality, and all the decadent air suddenly disappears without a trace at this moment.
With the gradual recovery of the essence of the whole body, I feel that I can control this force approximately, the old force has not disappeared, the new force has risen again, all the pores bloom at that moment, absorbing the complex feedback in the Qi field, the ears and eyes are sensitive, and suddenly an unprecedented confidence surged into my heart, seeing this blind old man's attack, I also became angry, and shouted: "Okay, you old devil, look at you drooping and decaying, I let you you a few points, but I didn't expect you to be a person who opened a dyeing room with some paint, so tightly pressed, It really forced me to be a killer. β
Thinking of this, I shook the long sword in my hand, rushed forward, and slashed at the blind old man.
The yin and yang fish in the sea of qi kept swirling, I made a comeback this time, my strength immediately multiplied, the sword was fierce, and the blind old man's side, although the strength was reversed by me in an instant, but the knife skills are really good, the body is neat, and the knife is exquisite, but it is not a few points worse. At first, I was just angry and counterattacked, but later in the battle, I felt that the yin and yang fish was stored in the lower abdomen, and it was active in my heart, and the endless energy was accumulated everywhere in my body, and my six senses were keen, and I gradually gained the upper hand in this confrontation.
This is a remarkable achievement, you must know that although this old man is not well-known, but to be able to be left in this bamboo building by Mr. Xu, it must be a very confidant of the old people, such a person, not to say Xu Ming, is Ma Gui, Wang Lun Khan, Master Harrow and others, when they see it, they will bow their heads and shout to their predecessors, but at this moment they are so oppressed by me, but it is also very rare.
In that predicament, led by the three classics, the power in my body was neutralized and the yin and yang fish cyclone was born, my side was more and more courageous, feeling hot sweat and hearty, and the arrogant blind old man was more and more solemn, and finally in a fight, the Japanese sword in his hand burst into breakage, and the unknown long sword collection in my hand also flew a head.
The blind old man screamed, and shot the broken sword towards me, and I drew the long sword in my hand, and then threw it away, but I saw that the old man's figure had already withdrawn from the hall, and in the corridor I heard the sound of him running barefoot on the bamboo board.
This time I came quietly, naturally unwilling to reveal my identity, to face the crowd of people outside, so I rushed out of the hall, and chased quickly, but I did not chase a few steps, but I saw the blind old man go and return, a golden light hit the face, the momentum was more powerful than before, I raised my sword to block, but found that my sword actually gave people like cutting wood, the sword shadow passed, and it was disconnected.
I quickly retreated with the broken sword, but I saw that what this old guy was holding in his hand turned out to be my ghost sword.
The surface of the ghost sword is covered with pure gold, which is the first class in the world, and combined with the speed and skillful strength of the wind, it does have the strength to break the blade, I cursed wildly in my heart, but I also had to avoid its sharpness and keep circling.
With the ghost sword in his hand, the blind old man immediately regained the momentum of the great swordsman, and for a while, the whole person was like a tornado, trapping me to death. Time passed minute by minute, thinking of the birth of Moluo, Sakurang hunted with all his might, and this side will definitely not be calm for too long, the hidden worry in my heart gradually appeared, after dozens of moves, my face was solemn, and the force in my lower abdomen climbed to the peak, transformed into will, and suddenly intersected with the ghost sword, and then avoided the attack, and struck out with one palm: "Hurry!" β
The blind old man killed smoothly, but unexpectedly, the ghost sword seemed to have its own consciousness, and he froze, trying to fight, and then he was slashed by my single palm, and he couldn't dodge, and his whole body fell backwards.
I made a successful move, and was about to step forward to pursue, but I heard the blind old man's "ah" call, and a sword tip inexplicably appeared on my chest.
Blood came out of his mouth, and he wanted to turn his head to see who was plotting against him, but halfway through his head, the man died.