I have many teachers

Chapter 362 The old friend reunited, the so-called rivers and lakes (12)

Among Yizhuang.

Wang Anfeng recognized the person opposite, but the latter seemed to be a little unconscious at this time, with killing thoughts and strong emotions blocking his mind, and the previous impression of Wang Anfeng's mobilization of this place was too deep. , Subconsciously regarded it as an enemy.

Hearing Wang Anfeng's words, he only regarded himself as being recognized and did not stop. Instead, he seemed to be desperate. He pulled out the short sword from his waist, held the hilt upside down, and slashed upwards, intending to pinch Wang Anfeng. The fingers of the blade cut off.

Fast and fierce.

Because of being in a desperate situation, it has far more power than usual.

Wang Anfeng frowned, let go of the blade with his fingers, let it fall, and turned his wrist, like a thousand pieces of gold, like a mountain about to fall, unceremoniously knocked on the opponent's wrist, the latter's face was contorted due to the severe pain.

Wang Anfeng's knock brought a wave of thunder, numb his tendons, even though he could bear the pain, he couldn't hold the weapon for a while, and fell to the ground with a bang.

But the young man was aroused to be fierce as a warrior, half of his body was numb, but he clenched his fist with his left hand and continued to attack Wang Anfeng.

The young man raised his hand, put his left arm on the fence in the posture of Shaolin Changquan, and stepped forward with his right foot. Most of his body hit the young man's body directly with his shoulder as the point of force.

The air wave passed through the back of the latter, drumming and making a muffled sound.

All the coffins in this room trembled slightly, and the bright yellow silk cloth danced in front of the statue, making it more and more empty and distant, which made people fearful.

Even though he didn't use a little bit of strength for this move, Wang Anfeng's martial arts were much higher than the latter's. The young man's complexion turned pale, his pupils lost focus, and he flew out of the Yizhuang house with this strength. fell into the yard.

After rolling around twice in embarrassment, he managed to half-kneel on the ground just now, panting rapidly, and barely raised his eyes, Wang Anfeng had already appeared in front of him.

The energy swelled, making the paper money fly.

The hem of the young man's white clothes fluttered, his left hand held a sword behind his back, his eyes were like a bright moon, his right hand pointed like a sword, slowly and quickly, he directly touched the young man's eyebrows, even though the latter had a strong internal force, at this moment he found , I couldn't even move.

At this time, Wang Anfeng has already used his internal energy to outline the surrounding world.

He recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart, using the Buddhist principles of holding the Vajra Power and cutting off afflictions to attract the left and right. His eyes were full of divine light, and he opened his mouth and said in a low voice:

"wake up!!!"

There seemed to be a muffled thunder, but this sound only rang in the ears of the young man.

The white flags fluttered like crazy, and paper money all over the courtyard flew into the air, fluttering erratically...

Inside the Yizhuang, the old man in white who should have fallen asleep opened his eyes, his face was shaken, as if he had noticed something unbelievable, he looked up out of the window.

The yin energy in his body suddenly changed from dead silence to boiling at this moment.

There is almost an instinctive tendency to riot, like ice water pouring into a frying pan.

The young man outside...

The young man's pupils were empty, and he was stunned for a few breaths. The body that was originally stalemate lost strength, and the reason in his pupils regained consciousness.

Wang Anfeng heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and slowly withdrew his fingers. Although he didn't lose too much internal energy in his body with one move just now, for some reason, he already felt a kind of exhaustion, as if he had fought with someone for hundreds of rounds.

The spirit in the young man's eyes moved, and at this time the bright moon broke through the clouds, and he could see the face of the young man in front of him clearly. His expression changed, his hostility dissipated, and he sat down on the ground, but he felt that the ground under him was also light and effortless. , as if in a dream, murmured:

"Mr. Wang...?!"

Wang Anfeng looked at the young man in front of him. The latter was still worn out and unshaven, completely different from what he saw that day. He sighed inwardly, and said:
"Finally recognized me?"

"Brother Fei Bai..."

There was a slight pause in the voice, and then he spoke softly again, as if exchanging common greetings, and said:

"It has been two months since we parted in the village, and I never expected to meet here."

Hong Fei opened his mouth in vain, but only smiled.

That smile was paler than the paper money flying around.

The young man in front of him was the first person in the world that Wang Anfeng encountered after two years of training. At that time, Wang Anfeng was living in seclusion in a remote village, teaching the children in the village to read and write while practicing martial arts.

In the three years of Dayuan, on the first snowy night after winter, the latter who was hunted down and seriously injured was brought back to the house.

Relieve him and repel those people in the rivers and lakes.

After that, Hong Feibai left the village and returned to the sect.

And Wang Anfeng also took advantage of the opportunity to leave the small village where he had lived for two years, wandering the rivers and lakes, looking for traces of Yan Ling and Meng Yuexue, but when they parted that day, he never thought that they would meet here today.

Never thought of such a position.

Hearing the words, Hong Feibai thought about the passage of time again, coughed, and managed to get up, covering his heart, and said:

"Yeah... I never thought that I would see Mr. here."

"I don't know sir, why are you here?"

Wang Anfeng said:

"Wait for you."

"wait for me?"

Wang Anfeng nodded, the sword in his hand was stuck upside down with its sheath on the ground, his palm was raised, resting on the hilt, his brows were slightly frowned, he looked at Hong Feibai, and said:

"Since you killed someone, I will wait for you here."

"I didn't know that you would also kill innocent women..."

Hong Feibai opened his mouth, his expression changed, he seemed surprised, he seemed sad, but he finally laughed out loud.

He didn't argue, but spoke first, saying:
"May I ask you, sir, the deceased was about 16 years old, wearing taupe-colored clothes, about this height?"

He stretched out his hand and compared it an inch below his shoulder.

His movements are extremely familiar, as if he has made gestures like this countless times in the past, as if there is not the slightly cold winter air under his palms, but a delicate girl actually exists, but such familiar movements, his palms are Trembling slightly.

It hardly looked like a swordsman's hand.

Seeing this, Wang Anfeng suddenly thought of another possibility, his expression changed slightly, looking at the swordsman who was no longer in high spirits, he didn't say a word.

But Hong Feibai already knew the truth.

Even though he had guessed before coming here, even though he had prepared for the worst, but at this moment he still felt the pain of his flesh and blood being pulled out, and his face turned pale.

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and took off the scabbard behind him, and threw it over. Wang Anfeng held it in his hand, his eyes swept across, and then he focused slightly, and his doubts disappeared.

The scabbard is exactly the same as the sword on the woman's body.

And at this time, he finally remembered why he was quite familiar with the woman's saber, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it before. When he brought Hong Feibai back to the village to heal his wounds, There is a sect emblem on the hem of the young man's body suit, which is exactly what the sword looks like after it has been shrunk.

Wang Anfeng was silent, he could only be silent.

Hong Feibai clutched his chest, grinned, and said:
"Now... sir, can I see my junior sister?"

His tone was calm.

Wang Anfeng nodded, stepped aside, and let out the wooden door behind him. Hong Feibai walked slowly, and when he brushed against Wang Anfeng, Wang Anfeng closed his eyes and said softly:
"Brother Feibai, my condolences..."

Hong Feibai paused slightly, went inside without saying a word.

Wang Anfeng just stood outside the door, looking up at the quiet night, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Two months ago, even in the depths of desperation, the swordsman of the rivers and lakes, who was still full of enthusiasm, laughed and invited him when he left. The martial artist who was a guest now looks like a rogue, as if he has lost his soul.

The deceased was his junior sister.

There was the sound of the coffin being opened behind the room, followed by a deathly silence.

It seemed that behind the young man was a ghost land, an abyss, a place where no sound should exist. After the dead silence continued, Wang Anfeng heard a very slight sob after being suppressed to the limit.

There was only one sound, and it stopped abruptly.

It's almost an illusion.

The old man in the house looked complicated for some reason, and his drowsiness disappeared. He lay blankly in this gloomy room, like a corpse lying in a coffin, and he looked up at the window.He didn't know the young people outside, but he could empathize with them. His memory was churning, he was silent for a moment, and sighed in a low voice.

These words seem to be extremely heavy, but to others, they seem ordinary.

Just ordinary, said:

"The rivers and lakes..."

Wang Anfeng looked up at the deep night, exhaled white air, and his expression became far away. At this moment, he really felt a certain feeling that can be called right and wrong. There seemed to be thousands of words in his chest, But when it came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say, his eyes were slightly closed, and he spoke softly.

Just said:
"Jianghu..."

PS: After thinking about it, it is better to stop this chapter...

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