Mysterious Martial Arts: The Record of the Swordsman

Chapter 126

With a long laugh like an owl's strange and bizarre cry, the ghost-masked man outside the courtyard wall came across the wall in an instant, and suddenly stood in the courtyard, his figure wandering among the corpses.

The master of Eryouzhai was already in a state of uneasiness, but when he heard the word "Huang Hufa" in Ghost Mian's mouth, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Save me quickly! The man who killed me is coming!"

Nervousness affected his fragile nerves, and even his speech was trembling, showing that the master of Eryouzhai lost control of his emotions in an instant.

When he saw this strange man with upside-down facial features and distorted appearance, he was even more frightened, and broke into Xiangdian regardless of Jiang Wen's obstruction.

Jiang Wen frowned slightly. He was almost sure that the person opposite was the Madonna of the Red Lotus. After all, the existence of Nether Alley was not uncommon. As long as the other party wanted to inquire about the movement here, it would be easy to trace into the alley.

But the human skin mask in front of him can turn the facial features upside down and distort the description, just like Munch's famous painting "The Scream", the contours of human beings on the face are all distorted and crooked, which is really puzzling.

"Is that you want to kill him?"

No matter what the other party's intention was, Jiang Wen planned to temporarily protect the master of Eryouzhai so that he could clean up the intelligence information in his stomach.

I am very curious about Beifa Jiangwen, and I have never seen Feitian Hanyan Jiangwen, but he saw the words Feitian Shenbing in the underground tomb of Jibi Lane. If the story of the former Song Dynasty is involved, then there must be something worthwhile. Know the hidden secrets.

The exploration he came in was like swinging a shovel on overlapping ancient monuments, and he could always detect some winding traces of his predecessors, which constantly aggravated his curiosity.

As for the two black and white impermanence who were ordered to follow him into the alley and disappeared in Yizhuang now, Jiang Wen didn't plan to care so much, and let their master solve it by himself.

As soon as the two met, Jiang Wen heard voices that were indistinguishable between male and female.

"……It's you?"

The ghost-masked man's movements froze for a moment, and his trance-like figure quickly circled around Jiang Wen, reflected in the courtyard full of corpses and corpses, only missing the mournful sound of Youhu howling at the moon.

Because the ancient bronze sword was still deeply embedded in the pillar, Jiang Wensuo abandoned the sword and used his fists, preparing to fight the opponent, but decisively blocked the opponent's approach.

Jiang Wen stood still.

"you know me?"

The two fought several moves in succession, and Jiang Wen only felt that the other party's inner strength was also surging. Although it was still the method of inner body protection in the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was extraordinarily strong and powerful, and every time it touched the body, there was a rebounding and shocking force.

In terms of outer martial arts, it is even more unbelievable.

I saw that the ghost-masked man's steps were upside down, as if it had evolved from stepping on a step, and his three steps and nine traces were like ghosts, which made Jiang Wen dizzy, with fists and feet, murderous ambush, and indescribably paradoxical postures, even Jiang Wen had already Even the proficient cotton palm can't slap the palm force into the whole body.

When he was dazzled, Jiang Wen simply switched from defense to offense, staring at the front and talking to himself.

The ghost-masked man didn't stop, but made a faint sound resound through the courtyard.

"Guardian Huang, you are hiding here in a secretive manner but you make the brothers in the sect wait so long. I don't know how long you will delay it!"

The hall of enjoyment was obviously empty, but the master of Eryouzhai was rummaging through boxes and chests looking for something, roaring angrily.

"You just want to find an excuse to kill me!"

The ghost-masked man was silent, and broke another standing tree during the fight: "You are in charge of Hongyang Minzhong. Only you can mobilize so many people. You will never escape the guilt!"

The two were not congenial, but Jiang Wen couldn't help but stepped forward to speak up.

"Humans and ghosts have different paths in Nether Lane. If you make a mistake, you will really enter the underworld. Life is precious, why should you push people too far?"

The ghost-masked man stepped forward coldly, looked at Jiang Wen who was guarding the door, and heard the owner of Eryouzhai shouting in the room: "Help me quickly! I would like to tell you all the clues of the relics of the former Song Dynasty!"

"You see, now that the other party is willing to satisfy my curiosity, I really can't bear to betray him."

Jiang Wen's face was righteous, and then he leaned forward and whispered, "Or like this, we will get a [-]-[-] share of the benefits later, and the two of us don't have to fight, do you think this is good?"

But what greeted him was the ghost-masked man's sudden dodge, and then he slammed his palm straight into Jiang Wen's side.

This move was so sudden and bizarre that even Jiang Wen couldn't see how the move changed and evolved. He could only turn his hands sideways to block the straight palms, and then raised his hand to punch, his body from shoulders to fingertips like firecrackers Like a crisp sound, the strength has been thrown in front of the other party.

The ghost-faced man suddenly fell backwards, as if being pulled back by an invisible force, he turned around and landed in mid-air, avoiding Jiang Wen's straight punch just right.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Jiang Wen resentfully closed the move, stood with one palm on his chest, and looked ready to go, "Your Excellency, there is no need to kill him at all. I just happened to chase him all the way today, from Jipi Lane to Nether Lane." If you don't relax, you can tell that the people in the room don't seem to be harmful to others."

The ghost-masked man said coldly: "He secretly hid the Mingzun's blood Buddha statue and concealed the news of the Nether engraving. Could it be a sign of loyalty?"

The voice of these words was a bit loud, even the owner of Eryouzhai in the room could clearly understand, his voice was aggrieved and trembling to defend himself.

"Didn't the Holy Child of the Red Sun tell you that if you read those ghost books, you will attract evil spirits! After reading two more volumes, he frantically went to seek death, and asked Luan every day what kind of longevity magic he asked for! I was careful just now. After flipping through the volume, the clay statue of the Buddha at home was smashed, and I kept seeing a woman hanging out of the window!"

The ghost-masked man remained cold.

"You have evil intentions, so you will naturally have the repercussions of seeing ghosts in the daytime. It would be a great grievance if a few ancient scrolls of this religion were lost in your hands."

The master of Eryouzhai seemed to have a shofar wind, and there was a huge commotion in the house, almost to the roof.

"Joke, I have ghosts in my heart?! I dare to attack and kill Qing soldiers and hide here, so why would I be afraid of any ghosts! If you want me to say that the ghosts in Jipi Lane are just fake ghosts, there are real ghosts in this Nether Lane! !"

The ghost-masked man pressed on step by step, testing Jiang Wen's tight defense line, leaving no trace on the sand.

"Nonsense, follow me in Islam and receive punishment."

The master of Eryouzhai seemed to be on the verge of losing his mind in anger and fear. Jiang Wen had never seen such a strange person.

Originally, when a person dies, everything ceases, but a handful of loess is scattered on the ground, and dust gathers in a few places.How can there be such a person in the world, who dares to live on top of ancient tombs all day long, kills like hemp, but is so afraid of death.

The master of Eryouzhai's fear of death almost surpasses his desire for life, as if once he enters the eternal nether world, there will be something extremely terrifying waiting for him.

"There are ghosts in Fuzhou City! There are ghosts in Nether Alley! I secretly read the book you are looking for! There are only stories about absurd monsters in it, and there are no lessons from Mingzun! I can read it to you!"

"Sun Ce led his troops across Zhejiang to rule Kuaiji and Tu Dongye. The blood of Jingloumen flowed into the Minjiang River, which angered the ghosts and gods at the bottom of the river. Soon after, he died violently. It was not until his younger brother Sun Quan moved out of Zhong Shanjun that he was able to rest in peace!"

"When the Fa in Huichang was in trouble, Master Hulu taught Lu Sanshan. He tried to use Buddhist treasures to build a pagoda to suppress it in Fuzhou City. In the end, he failed and left Quanjun.

The master of Eryouzhai swears to heaven and earth.

"The engraving also said that this alley was once the place where Xu Yan of the Minhui sect watched ghosts at the end of the Tang Dynasty. Monster!"

"Later, Zhizhou of the former Song Dynasty died violently while he was repairing books, and he was also buried here. After three months, the coffin was broken and half of his body was dry bones.

"There is also Wang Mian's resurrection in Tianzhang Temple... Tianqi Jinyiwei snatched the corpse..."

"I found that I was continuing to write on that page, and I couldn't finish reading it... I couldn't finish it..."

The owner of Eryouzhai seemed to have fallen into a terrifying imagination, and the noise in the room became louder and louder, as if deliberately overturning a wooden plate full of sand.

Jiang Wen frowned and looked at each other, thinking of the crazy and paranoid Red Sun Saint Child on Manting Peak. Both of them seemed to worship certain knowledge like gods and chased them endlessly, and they never hesitated for a second even before dying.

But in this sad state, is it that people have mastered the sublime and profound knowledge, or has the dark and sinister knowledge caught people?

I don’t know if the owner of Eryouzhai will be immersed in the terrifying fantasy like this when he walks through the tombs of various places and is accompanied by ancient corpses, trembling all over, smashing the city’s treasures, and turning his head to the tomb. How about a few homely chats with ghosts?
The irresistible knowledge recorded on the engraving made Jiang Wen's back sweat unconsciously.

These people who have lost their minds due to fear are exactly the same as those crazy and intoxicated rhinoceros wielders in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. They have no way to carry things beyond the limits of their minds, and finally fall into madness and bewilderment.These irreversible effects caused by contact for too long are already things that actually happened around me.

"The person you are looking for is already crazy."

Jiang Wen stared at the ghost-masked man and pointed at the thick fog outside the house, "These engravings are too dangerous, I advise you to give up."

Accompanied by the frantic weeping sound in Xiangdian, the ghost-masked man slowly shook his head.

The noise outside the alley is getting louder and louder. It seems that many people have broken into this dark alley, and they are about to break into here with open fire.

"I don't want anyone to disturb these eunuchs guarding the mausoleum."

"Give me the man, and I'll leave right away."

The two looked at each other, and instantly understood that if they want to know the whole situation now, they must take away the owner of Eryouzhai in the house-and at this moment, only one of them can do this!
Jiang Wen's long sleeves fluttered in the cold wind, facing the ghost-masked man's weird martial arts again, and the two fought together again in an instant.

The ghost-faced man's internal strength is strong and indestructible, combined with his secretive punches and kicks, he is not an opponent that can be taken lightly. Even if Hong Xiguan and Chen Jinnan are here, they will inevitably suffer losses.

With the bright lights, Jiang Wen could already vaguely see the silk threads connected in the air, converging towards the ghost-faced man from multiple directions.

He had seen these silk threads in Sanli Pavilion before, so every time the opponent's martial arts moves against common sense, it meant that Jiang Wen was fighting with many people, and he was falling into his most unfavorable group battle.

But this time, Jiang Wen's left palm standing in front of him was extremely heavy, as if he was dragging a thousand catties of sand. , and instantly slapped the building's trembling palm!
(End of this chapter)