I will bury the gods

Chapter 225 Stormy Killing Alley
July 23, light rain.

Lin Shouxi followed Gong Yu to leave Guangning Temple, went down the mountain, and visited famous families in the world.

In a small pavilion sheltered from the rain, Gong Yu sat leaning against a pillar, her flower-like fingers fluctuated, and in the gap between naps, a green bamboo plant turned into a vigorous and delicate umbrella with bamboo as the bone in her hands. With light gauze as the face, as thin as a cicada's wings, it looks like it can't bear the heavy rain.

"Master still has such leisure and elegance?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Umbrella making is done by craftsmen, it's not included in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, how can it be called elegant?" Gong Yu twirled the bamboo umbrella in his hand and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"

"I want to see senior brother and senior sister." Lin Shouxi said frankly.

Before he came to this world, Lin Shouxi often missed them. The night when the black cliff was full of flames was still yesterday. Now, he has become the disciple of the enemy. Although there are thousands of reasons for this, there is always a grudge in his heart.

"There is a rose flower behind that mountain." Gong Yu said suddenly.

"What?" Lin Shouxi was taken aback, and asked, "Have you been there?"

"No." Gong Yu said: "Whether I have been there or not, the rose plant is still there, so what difference does it make if I go to see it or not?"

Lin Shouxi understood what she meant, and retorted: "I'm not a celestial being like Master. I have to see a flower before I know if it's in bloom. Otherwise, I can't feel at ease when I say Master."

"What does it matter to me if you don't feel at ease?" Gong Yu said contemptuously: "The Taoist gate is just to the north, if you can go, you can go anytime."

Lin Shouxi had already tried, but he couldn't leave, just like the ghost hitting the wall in Guangning Temple, no matter how he went around, he would always return to Gong Yu's side, wasting time in vain.

"Your brothers and sisters will be happy only if you come to the Taoist gate in person, otherwise, even if you reunite with them, you will be just another prisoner, which will only make them more desperate."

Gong Yu's slender fingers gently stroked Ning's unbendable bamboo joints, and said: "Leaving you by my side is just to remind you that in front of me, you are just a weak person."

Lin Shouxi was silent for a long time, but he got up and cupped his fists, and said calmly, "Thank you for your advice, Master."

Outside the pavilion, the capricious sky turned gloomy again. After a few thunderclaps and restlessness, the rainwater beat on the pavilion, turning into dense noise.

It was raining heavily.

"Let's go." Gong Yu stood up.

"Why don't you wait for the rain to stop?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"When the rain stopped, wouldn't this umbrella be for nothing?" Gong Yu asked back.

When Lin Shouxi was thinking, Gong Yu had already walked out of the pavilion with an umbrella.

Lin Shouxi followed her through the muddy mountain road, across the vast and misty lake, on an abandoned old boat that was deserted, with Gongyu pointing his toes on the bow, looking at the vast misty river, bowing his head silently, as if sculpture.

The ripples on the surface of the water are broken and round, and the fairy in white robe is hazy and cannot be reflected.

Lin Shouxi knows that water has a special meaning in the eyes of Taoism. It represents the fusion of time that embraces all things, and it is the manifestation of Tao.

"What is Master looking at?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I'm listening." Gong Yu replied.

"Listen? What are you listening to?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Noisy noise." Gong Yu said, "The sound of rain and thunder are all celestial charms, neither life nor death, and they are one and the same. Other than that, it is noisy and harsh, can't you hear it?"

Lin Shouxi listened attentively, but it heard nothing between the sky and the earth except the sound of rain.

Gong Yu stood still on the bow of the boat, suddenly raised her hand, and caught a rain thread in the air. The rain line fell between her fingers, and when it met the cold, it condensed and turned into a slender ice thread hanging in the air. Gong Yu twitched the thread, The extremely tough rain wire bent accordingly, and at the end where the rain wire entered the water, a fat river carp was pulled out of the water and fell into the belly of the boat.

Carp writhed endlessly in the watery belly of the boat.

Lin Shouxi was startled, knowing that her master didn't have the innate perception like Mu Shijing, and she definitely didn't have the power to reach the sky like the human gods in this place. This move of hers can be called a miraculous skill.

"How did you do this?" Lin Shouxi couldn't help asking.

"Listen carefully."

Gong Yu only said this, she touched the bow of the boat with her toes, and her movements were light, but in an instant, the wrecked boat was tilted under the force, and it sank heavily into the water. The fish in the belly of the boat slid into the river, and the fairy in white robe floated away , Limbo landed.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at Fangxian Town, but it was raining continuously and the sky and earth were dark, making it seem like nightfall.

Located at the foot of Tianhua Mountain, Fangxian Town is the site of the Ancient Zhen School.

Different from the Emei Shaolin Wudang and other great schools with a long history, the Guzhen Sect is a sect that has risen after the revival of true qi. They do not believe in any gods, but believe in true qi. They regard true qi as the ultimate essence of the world. Dao Changsheng's final answer.

Over the years, this small sect that originated in the remote mountains has grown stronger and stronger until today. The head of the Ancient Zhen Sect is named Xing Heng, and his realm is unfathomable. He even said that if he talked about the method of breathing , the technique he created is even higher than Hetu Luoshu.

Gongyu was the first to come here.

Along the way, Tianlong village, fishing boats and coir raincoats are full of peaceful scenery, but when we arrive at Wangxian Town, the momentum changes suddenly.

Fangxian Town is surrounded by mountains on three sides, so the light transmission is not good, and it is even more gloomy like night in rainy days. The corners of the buildings here are sharp and thorny at first glance. On the streets, under the eaves, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and the streets and alleys were empty.

"Why is there no one?" Lin Shouxi felt ominous.

"Ten days ago, I sent a letter to Gu Zhen, saying that I would come today." Gong Yu said.

"You are only challenging the Ancient Zhen sect, why are the people so afraid?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Maybe it's the Ancient Zhen faction who are afraid that I will destroy their entire sect." Gong Yu said.

"Isn't the reputation of Daomen in the martial arts like this?" Lin Shouxi said.

"of course."

Gong Yu said indifferently: "The Guzhen faction has done too many things to destroy the enemy's family, so they will naturally push themselves and others, and feel fear in their hearts."

"I see." Lin Shouxi nodded.

Generally speaking, when masters and apprentices walk together with umbrellas, when they arrive at the destination, the master should secretly tilt the umbrella. Even if he is half-soaked, he can't get wet with the apprentices, but this pair of masters, disciples and grandchildren is just the opposite.

After walking for half a day, Lin Shouxi was clammy and cold, but Gong Yu didn't catch any rain. What was even more exasperating was that when Gong Yu put away the umbrella and asked Lin Shouxi to keep it for him, Lin Shouxi touched the umbrella surface and found that the umbrella surface was also dry.

Walk into Wangxian Town.

Gong Yu found the location of the inn with ease.

She knocked three times.

After a while, the door opened a crack, and a trembling voice came from inside: "Who is it..."

"Staying here." Lin Shouxi replied.

The door opened wider.

There were all kinds of people sitting in the inn, their origins were unknown, but all of them had weapons by their side, and they all seemed to be very skilled.

Before Lin Shouxi arrived, the heroes in the store were pushing cups and changing glasses, discussing in a low voice. What they were discussing today was nothing more than the letter of war sent to the world by the master of the Taoist sect.

"Since the master of the Taoist sect took over, he has never really made a move. Even in the battle of Heiya, the leader is her big disciple Mu Shijing. No one can say for sure how strong she is."

"Oh, I think you are being bluffed. Some masters are masters only before they make a move. The master of this sect must have controlled Mu Shijing with evil methods and used her as a blade to gain fame. Now Master Mu Jing is dead, and it's time for her to reveal her true colors."

"If you're someone who is trying to catch fame, why would you dare to issue a letter of war to Zhenren Xing?"

"Maybe it's just a threat. It's past noon and there is no one. I don't think she will dare to come today."

After knocking on the door, the heroes lowered their voices. They put their hands on their weapons and looked at the handsome young man at the door.

The shop clerk was about to welcome the boy in, when he suddenly let out a strange cry, and hurriedly closed the door, Lin Shouxi grabbed the edge of the door, and immediately, the wooden door did not move at all, Ren Xiaoer couldn't move it even with all his strength.

"Not welcome?"

Behind Lin Shouxi, Gong Yu's voice sounded coldly, the waiter in the shop shivered in fright, and quickly stepped aside.

The fairy wearing a fence on her head walked into the store with an indifferent appearance. All the heroes who saw this scene were all dumbfounded, as if they were facing an enemy.

Gong Yu didn't even look at them, and went straight upstairs until her figure disappeared around the corner, and no one dared to draw a sword. When they came back to their senses, their vests were drenched in cold sweat.

Walking into the cleaned empty room, Gong Yu half-opened the window, sat cross-legged in a leisurely manner, with a sleepy look.

"Are you meditating?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Sit and forget." Gong Yu replied.

Lin Shouxi didn't know why she didn't climb the mountain directly, and didn't ask any more questions, just sat on the side and waited quietly.

The rain-soaked clothes stuck to his body, wet and cold, Lin Shouxi didn't want to waste his energy, and planned to change clothes in the room, but this was the last room in the inn, small and damp, with only four walls, so he didn't change at all. where the clothes are.

Do you want to face her?

Lin Shouxi looked at her master, Gong Yu was sitting and meditating, she seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, she had already taken off the fence, her blue silk and white robe was no longer concealed, her cold, proud and immortal beauty was beyond compare.

After Lin Shouxi hesitated, he gave up, and he followed suit.

Gradually, everything around him receded like a tide, he fell into himself, his consciousness drifted away, and he felt a sense of forgetting both things, until at a certain moment, a piano sound sounded outside the window, cutting off his thoughts like a blade, Lin Shouxi suddenly He opened his eyes and looked at the rain outside the window, knowing that someone was coming.

Gong Yu also woke up.

"Is it finally unbearable?" Gong Yu chuckled.

Another zither sound came, this sound was completely different from the previous one, it was extremely light, as light as raindrops smashed on the eaves, but it sounded like it was close to the ear.

"Are you going to do it?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Gong Yu didn't answer right away, she asked a question: "What do you think most of the people in the Jianghu die because of?"

"Die because of low martial arts?" Lin Shouxi knew that this answer must be wrong, but he couldn't make other answers.

"No, most of them died of strange things."

Gong Yu slowly explained: "The best martial arts in my own sect, if you really enter the martial arts world, you usually don't live long. They follow the rules for too long, and they can't deal with strange moves, just like everyone has heard of weak women poisoning. There are stories of dead martial arts masters, but almost every day, there are masters who die because of this."

Lin Shouxi nodded, expressing his agreement. Many so-called masters are really good at moves and routines, but as long as the opponent changes their moves a little and plays cards out of common sense, he will be confused and lose the ability to deal with it.

Hearing the sound of the piano outside, he immediately understood that the Guzhen sect had also prepared a strange move to deal with the master of the Taoist sect.

"How do you think martial arts masters can break the poisoned wine brought by others?" Gong Yu asked again.

"No drink?"

"No, just bring an apprentice with you and help you taste the wine." Gong Yu smiled sweetly.

……

Lin Shouxi came to the waterlogged alley.

The sky was sweltering, the torrential rain was killing, and the raindrops smashed into the narrow alley like broken lines, splashed and collided, and the white mist that flew up was like flying dust. Lin Shouxi felt the dead silence in the streets and alleys, and his eyes wandered.

Another piano sound suddenly sounded, this is a slide note, the movement is clean and neat but the end note is long, listening to the music is like tasting tea, when the music sounds, people will always be involuntarily concentrated until the lingering sound disappears, but if The tourists are really distracted by this, and the corpses should be separated before the trembling voice subsides.

Because the moment the music sounded, a wisp of rain was also driven by the sound, as if drawn by the wind, with killing intent inside, cutting towards Lin Shouxi's neck like a blade.

Lin Shouxi stretched out his hand calmly, and accurately caught the murderous rain in the rain.

The raindrops trembled at his fingertips, like a caught live fish, he just pinched them lightly, and the raindrops shattered into pieces.

During the heavy rain, the detection of the spiritual sense was blocked and could not be transmitted too far, but Lin Shouxi still accurately determined the killer's position.

He walked quietly through the rain and came to the other end of the street.

There is a mansion in front, and there is obviously a dry mark beside the stone lion at the entrance of the mansion, which means that someone has sat here before, and he just left - the killer also guessed that Lin Shouxi would come.

Lin Shouxi wanted to chase after him, but behind him, the sound of a piano cutting through the rain came, cutting towards the back of his neck.

This is an ingenious art of using the sound of the qin to attract the celestial phenomena. The player who plays the qin may not have a high level, but this hand alone has secretly fit the Taoist rhyme.

There is more than one killer.

These killers seem to have been trained countless times. They evacuated extremely fast, and the longitudinal notes left, and then other companions in the distance performed piano skills to attract Lin Shouxi's attention. The sound of their pianos became more and more intensive, gradually overshadowing the heavy rain in the alley, and the whipped rainwater turned into a real iron whip. From time to time, leaves on both sides of the street were chopped and fell down.

Lin Shouxi stood quietly in the rain for a moment, when he heard a ripping sound, he lifted the corner of his clothes, and found that the corner of his clothes that had been soaked in the rain had also been scratched.

The torrential rain is getting more and more intense, and the sound of the piano is getting more and more urgent. The sound uses the rain as the medium, and the sound comes round and round. In a short time, there seem to be thousands of carps running in the narrow alleys, and silver ripples emerge horizontally, about to spread out. Lin Shouxi was besieged here.

Lin Shouxi didn't change his face. He distinguished the different sounds of the piano, and suddenly raised his foot, shrinking the ground into an inch.

He appeared in front of a pavilion.

In front of the pavilion, a woman was playing the piano, she suddenly realized something, pressed the string with one hand, and hurriedly closed the window with the other, Lin Shouxi broke through the window directly, but he didn't see the female killer, only heard Yingyingyan in the pavilion. Yan's screams kept ringing out, and the naked girl fled in panic or crawled on the ground, while the heavily made-up bustard strode forward and yelled at her.

Lin Shouxi couldn't take action against these innocent girls, so he could only let the killer escape without a trace.

He did feel a little tricky, it was a feeling that he couldn't use his strength, he was obviously much stronger than the killers combined, but he had a sense of emptiness that was catching wind and shadow.

When he was at a loss, Lin Shouxi suddenly remembered the way the master on the fishing boat used the rain line to pick out the underwater carp, and he vaguely understood something.

"Listen with your heart..."

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes. He no longer regarded himself as a human being, but imagined himself as a wisp in the rain. For a while, his mind was silent, as if he had fallen asleep.

Real enlightenment was born in my heart.

——He stood in front of others and didn't say a word. To outsiders, he was quiet, but only he himself knew his noise, because no one could hear his inner voice except him.The same is true for heaven and earth, only when he truly integrates into heaven and earth can he perceive the flow of its "blood" and hear the sound that he can't hear normally, which is the sound of the world that seems to be silent.

boom--

The sound of heavy rain, thunder, the coquettish shouting and cursing of brothel women... everything fell silent, only the sound of 'fish' spitting foam under the water surface.

Lin Shouxi walked into the rain again.

Standing on the ridge of the roof, he listened to the sound of the zither coming from all directions. He didn't move, but stretched out his hand, rubbed a strand of rain, and pulled it lightly.

At one end of the alley, screams sounded, and the strings under the hands of an old luthier suddenly disintegrated, cutting his fingers and dripping with blood.

Lin Shouxi pulled another rain line.

In front of the government office, the female qin master who had just sat down took off the silk cloth covering the qin, played a sound, and saw that the strings of the qin were broken, she was shocked and hurried to suck the blood from her finger.

These killers used rainwater as a medium to kill people with the sound of the piano, but Lin Shouxi did the opposite and fished them out one by one.

Soon, the sound of the qin could no longer be heard in the alley.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes.

He was about to leave, but stopped again.

There is also a piano!

This piano has only one string, but its murderous aura is the heaviest.

He looked towards a certain building, and for the first time, a real murderous look appeared in his eyes.

Upstairs, a burly man stood like an iron mountain, with a long bow standing in front of him, with arrows resting on the bowstring, which was fully drawn and ready to go.He is the best archer here, with no flaws. He breathes evenly, and his eyes are fixed on the fog in front of the attic, where there is a faint figure.

The arrow leaves the string.

In the whistling sound, the rain curtain was pierced in an instant, and the iron arrow passed thousands of steps in an instant, and hit heavily on the beam of the house. In an instant, like thunder in the world, the ridge of the roof broke, and rubble flew around. The whole building collapsed.

"Is it dead?" The man looked at the place where the iron arrow destroyed and muttered to himself.

Then, the man's hair stood on end, because he suddenly heard a faint voice behind him: "It's a pity."

The man was stabbed to death in the neck.

He hit the floor heavily, twitched a few times and lost his breath.

Lin Shouxi stared at him quietly for a long time, with a gloomy expression, remembering something.

……

Back inside, Gong Yu was still meditating.

"So long?" Gong Yu expressed dissatisfaction with his killing speed.

Lin Shouxi didn't argue, but said: "Master, let's go up the mountain."

"Rest for a few hours before leaving." Gong Yu was not in a hurry.

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Because it is not suitable to kill people today." Gong Yu said.

"What do you say?" Lin Shouxi asked again.

"It's not auspicious for me to kill someone on a day other than my birthday," Gong Yu said.

"Today is Master's birthday?" Lin Shouxi frowned.

"Do not."

Gong Yu opened his eyes, and his words suddenly became gentle: "Today is your birthday."

(End of this chapter)