My enemies became my companions

Chapter 430 What Does It Have to Do with Me? (Two in One)

Huang Jing died in Yuanfeng Tower.

The heavy rain poured down, staining the blood on the ground, and the blood turned the ground into mud.

After Chen Yi straightened his torn clothes, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream, trembling slightly in the rain, accompanied by the sound of swords and weapons shaking.

Huang Jing died just like that?
Countless people felt puzzled and unbelievable, they could not believe that the once famous Huang Jing would die here.

Liuyang Zhaigong's pale eyebrows dripped water and his lips opened and closed. He clearly felt that Huang Jing should not die like this.

But after Chen Yi sheathed his sword, Liu Yang Zhai Gong finally reacted, took a deep breath and said loudly:
"The winner has been decided, life and death are determined by fate, no one will pursue each other, all grudges and hatreds are thrown away and written off, do not use this to seek revenge in the future, the heavens have eyes, the gods are witnesses!"

This is the final word.

The silence was suddenly broken as if someone heaved a sigh of relief on the field, and there was a bit more noise. Several people shouted a few times, but were drowned out by the rain again. Chen Yi left without even looking back.

This is not even paying for the coffin.

I don't know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate that before Huang Jing gave all his gold to the warriors, he left himself a shroud and a coffin. Although the former was cut and stained with blood, it could be used after washing and mending.

As for the grave money, everyone could chip in so that Mr. Huang wouldn't have to sleep in a mass grave.

In the end, it was the old senior Liuyang Zhaigong who stepped forward first, looked at Huang Jing's body, and sighed deeply.

Fei Jianzi and Pili Xiongjun also came over. The former looked more shocked than sad, while the latter, a man who had returned to secular life and was as strong as an iron tower, stood up with one hand and chanted "Namo Amitabha" in a solemn voice.

"This matter...is over..."

Master Liuyang stroked his beard, as if he was talking to himself.

We traveled hundreds of miles to Shantong City, but the event did not bring us the lofty ambitions we had imagined, nor was it some martial arts event. Instead, it ended in a complete mess, so much so that we didn't even know how to sigh.

Fei Jianzi went towards the end of the sword. He had been famous for several years and was known for his love of swords. Now, when he saw the end of the sword, he could not help but exclaim in amazement: "This sword... is good..."

Liu Yang Zhai Gong naturally noticed the sword, and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "It's not just good."

Fei Jianzi couldn't explain the vague feeling, he just felt that the sword was tricky and ruthless, and subconsciously asked: "Master Zhai, what do you mean?"

Liuyang Zhaigong recalled the fight just now, and still remembered that after Chen Yiyu was hit by a sword, Huang Jing swung dozens of swords in a row, with layers of sword energy and momentum almost pushed to the extreme. As long as he could hit with one sword, the thousand households would be defeated on the spot.

However, the knife missed.

"Master Huang lost his son a long time ago, and he has long been determined to die. He is not afraid of death and does not cherish his life. The most terrifying people in the martial arts world are those who are fearless and willing to exchange their own lives for others. However... the captain saw through this a long time ago, and did not look for an opportunity to kill him with a sword. Instead, he pierced his side abdomen, not giving Master Huang a chance to exchange his life for another.

Each of his strikes was filled with murderous intent, but each strike missed the target. The further he went, the more Master Huang lost his mind.
The more he couldn't cut, the more anxious he became, and the more anxious he became, the less he could cut. The original combination of hardness and softness of the Huangmen sword and Bagua step was only left with hardness. "

Fei Jianzi couldn't help but exclaimed: "That is to say, Master Huang wanted to exchange his life for another's, but he didn't even get his injury back..."

"Yes, that Qian Hu was cunning. He used his body movements to retreat after drawing his sword. On the contrary, Master Huang was too hasty. The more he wanted to save his life, the more he would lose his life. If Master Huang still had some sense, perhaps the outcome... would still be unknown..."

Liuyang Zhaigong recalled the knife that Huang Jing was about to stretch out, and when he looked down again, he saw that Huang Jing's eyes were wide open, still looking straight at the sky.

He died with his eyes open.

"The good thing about this sword is that it only has one sword, and...

Kill people and destroy their hearts!"

When Fei Jianzi heard the beauty of that sword, it was as if lightning flashed through his mind.

He stared at the cut of the sword more carefully.

This sword was not only planned long before it was drawn,

And after the sword was drawn, the handling was too tricky...

Liuyang Zhaigong slowly closed Huang Jing's eyes with his hands, and after a long silence, he sighed:
"I don't want to say it, but it's very good, very good..."

.........

"Huang Jing is dead?"

When Chen Yi turned a corner, he suddenly heard Wei Wuque's voice.

Turning around, I saw Wei Wuque standing in the alley with an umbrella.

Chen Yi stopped and nodded.

"Didn't you see everything?"

"I didn't see it, and I didn't even think... that you would go to ask Jian Huangjing." Wei Wuque shook his head, "If my subordinates hadn't noticed the movement and reported it to me, I wouldn't be here."

Chen Yi nodded slightly and was about to turn around and leave.

But Wei Wuque was very curious about Huang Jing's death. He had heard of Huang Jing's reputation, and his martial arts was even better than Tang Ze's. However, he died at the hands of Chen Yi, while the latter had no wounds at all except for dozens of cuts on his clothes caused by a knife.

He asked, "How did you kill Huang Jing?"

Chen Yi stopped.

"You shouldn't have killed so easily."

Chen Yi glanced at Wei Wuque and said slowly: "He is very powerful, but he is too reckless. If he is afraid of death, I will be in trouble."

“…Troublesome?”

Hearing these words, Wei Wuque was suddenly silent. Huang Jing just...almost made him in trouble?
"You might get seriously injured."

Wei Wuque felt much better immediately.

Chen Yi continued: "He died because he was too fearless of death, so he died slowly."

"Then are you afraid of death?"

"I won't die."

Won’t die…

This person actually thinks he will never die.

Wei Wuque's eyes flickered slightly, and after a brief thought, he felt something indescribably strange.
What kind of character is this?
"Understood." After getting a general answer, Wei Wuque did not ask any more questions, but sighed: "I'm afraid that in this city, only Guyan Sword can be your opponent."

Chen Yi immediately thought of the Solitary Smoke Sword that flashed across the yellow sand and struck the scabbard on his back.

Unlike Huang Jing, he was afraid of the Guyan Sword.

At this moment, Wei Wuque's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Jiang Hu Wen Jian, you almost legitimately killed Huang Jing, you did a great job."

"Ah."

"It's just that... people in the martial arts world share the same fate. If you don't have the protection of the imperial court, I'm afraid your bad reputation will spread far and wide, and it will be difficult for you to take a step forward in the future."

The rain slid down the umbrella, and Wei Wuque spoke as slowly as the falling rain.

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Master Wei, are you trying to recruit me again?"

"I just value your talent. It's not a bad idea for you to act under this fake identity." Wei Wuque lowered his eyes and said, "I may recruit you, but my words are not false. Although the grudges will be wiped out after asking for the sword, are there really grudges in the martial arts world that can be wiped out?"

In the rain, Wei Wuque turned around and strode away before he could finish his words, splashing water in the alley and his tattered clothes were blown by the strong wind.

The man smiled before turning around:
"What does their world have to do with me?"

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Wearing a bamboo hat, he walked on the rocky beach, with clouds after rain behind him. It was autumn, and the wind suddenly became cold. Min Ning had added new clothes, a dark red coat, and tied the belt loosely. When the wind blew, he rolled up in a circle, as if he was flying in the wind. This was one of the few interesting things on the road.

During his journey, Min Ning never felt bored.

Although there are not chivalrous deeds to do every day, it is like a tiger out of a cage. Everything in the new world is worth being curious about. Even the flowers, plants and trees that can be seen everywhere seem to have a wilder feel than those in the capital.

The only problem is that there will often be no one to talk to for ten days or half a month. In this case, I will either yell to the sky and go crazy, or go and harass them in the rain.

There is no way around it, after all, I'm walking alone.

Have you met anyone worth making friends with along the way?
Of course there is.

It was just a chance encounter, and after we met here, there will be no next way.

The water was rushing, the world was desolate, and Min Ning stretched lazily.

Walking along the river, I suddenly saw a wild temple by the water.

There was overgrown weeds and I stepped on something hard. It turned out to be a broken stone tablet outside the temple, and the words on it were blurred.

Looking at the sky, it will be dusk in a few hours. Why not take a rest here?

Just take a rest!
Min Ning stepped over the broken threshold and entered the door. He saw a large spider web in the temple, a corner of the incense burner was leaking, and the table was covered with dust. It was obvious how long this wild temple had been abandoned.

She fished out the mat from the square floor, casually placed it on the ground, and glanced at the abandoned shrine. The tablet was strangely new, as if someone had placed it there intentionally, yet there was a thick spider web covering it, tangled and entangled, as if to seal it up and not show it to anyone.

Passing by a wild temple, Min Ning wanted to burn a stick of incense. He thought for a moment, took out a stick of incense, lit it and inserted it.

Just about to turn back.

call.

When the wind blows, the incense goes out.

Min Ning narrowed his eyes and lit it again.

The incense still went out.

This temple...seems to be haunted.

Looking at the tablet in the dark, Min Ning pondered for a moment.
Just pick it up and smash it to the ground!
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."

After Min Ning smashed it, he also kicked it.

At this moment, the broken temple door creaked and shook.

The wind was howling, and it seemed as if a human face was hanging from the beams. There was also a faint sound of crying outside the door...

Min Ning just smiled.
Where there are ghosts, there are ghosts!
.........

Da da da.

There were footsteps.

Min Ning suddenly opened his eyes and looked around the wild temple in the pitch-black night. He felt that the thick darkness was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible to breathe.

She sat down without panic, took the wine gourd from her waist and took a big gulp.

He held the wine in one hand and the hilt of the knife at his waist with the other.

I saw the vague outlines of people emerging in the night outside the door, one, two, three... they squeezed in from the darkness, followed by sporadic lights of fire.

Oh.
It doesn't look like a ghost.

Min Ning suddenly felt disappointed. She had originally planned to kill the ghost while drunk at night, and then tell the story to a storyteller and have him embellish it and make it a good story for her.

I just didn't expect that it was a person who came.

The group entered the wild temple. There were six people in the cage, four of them were adult men, and the remaining two were children, a boy and a girl. The girl was bald, like a little nun. They were surprised to see Min Ning and almost put their hands on the knife.

The leading man in Confucian robes seemed to be half a scholar, but his clothes seemed to be too small and did not fit him well.

Seeing Min Ning alone here, he asked:
"This little brother... is also staying here?"

"Yes." Min Ning replied.

She was dressed as a man, and with her heroic features, she was naturally regarded as a handsome man. The reason for this was that it was much easier and safer for a man to travel around the world than a woman.

"Is the wind blowing in this temple the Xiaoxu wind or the Nanshan wind?"

The man in Confucian robes asked this question when he saw that she was carrying a sword.

Min Ning knew that this was underworld jargon, but this was Shuzhong, a completely different area from the capital, and the jargons of the two places were also different. When asked this question at this time, she didn't quite understand it.

After thinking for a moment, Min Ning replied: "A dragon crossing the river crosses the river, and a local snake fanning the mountain."

This means keep out of each other's way, and it is also the most widely spread jargon, basically used everywhere in the world. Before Min Ning traveled around the world, he learned a lot from his sister Min Ming, who was a spy in the capital. In addition, as a member of the Imperial Guard, he needed to carry out tasks in the capital area, so he could say this phrase easily.

After hearing this, the man in Confucian robes exchanged glances with the others, and finally nodded slightly. He led the others to retreat to the other corner of the mountain temple. The two sides were very far apart and clearly separated.

Min Ning was somewhat disappointed to find that it was a human being instead of a ghost who came, but despite being disappointed, he still put the cork back on the wine, fastened the wine gourd to his waist, and lay down directly on the mat.

The group of people also rested, and the two children seemed to keep looking at her before going to bed.

The night was thick, pressing down from the beams of the house.

There seemed to be some rustling sound in the darkness, slowly crossing the threshold and approaching.

Beside the door, the moonlight was bright, and the ground was covered with pale moonlight. White silk like gauze stretched out from the torn hole and slowly poured into this mountain temple.

I saw a half-human, half-spider figure coming out from the door, with white silk spreading out, trying to tie up everyone in the temple and hang them on the spider web on the beams.

The whole process happened silently, and the group of people who had already rested showed no reaction at all.

Min Ning suddenly opened his eyes.

It’s because of Yin Jianshan’s method of warning the mind.

"Monster, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Min Ning suddenly jumped up, and the sharp knife light like a crescent moon smashed over his head.

The spider demon turned its head and opened its mouth in fear. In its human mouth were sharp spider fangs, which made people shudder.

But with one blow, the head fell off with blood spurting out.

boom!
The group of people were just awakened and picked up their weapons in panic, but they only saw the spider demon's body falling heavily to the ground, the white silk receding like the tide, and the knight was slowly wiping the blade.

In the end, the leading man in Confucian robes was the first to react. He clasped his fists and said:
"Thank you for saving my life, young man."

At this moment, the remaining people put down their weapons and clasped their fists in respect, except for the two children.

Min Ning raised his eyes and glanced.

Immediately someone patted the two children on the shoulders and said, "Are you mute and can't speak? Let someone save your life!"

The boy shrank back, nodded, and stammered, "Thank you, thank you, young man..."

The girl remained silent and took a deep look at the spider demon's corpse on the ground. The man in the scholar's robe thought she was distracted and patted her shoulder several times.

When Min Ning cast his gaze towards her, she suddenly moved, rushed over and shouted:
"They are human teeth!"

For some reason, I have been very uninspired recently, so I can only do less and slowly get back to the feeling I had before.

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(End of this chapter)