Li Jinrong nodded, but there was no sign of approval on his face, he changed his voice, and said: "The snow breaking knife has nine styles in total, which was revised by your grandfather, but it is a very strong knife, the aptitude of the three of you is more or less. It's a little bit worse, and I haven't passed on it all the time - Yu Lao was injured in his early years, and he is old, and his strength is a little bit weak, so..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she pulled out the long knife in her hand, turned around with her hands as support, and suddenly exerted strength.

The knife wind screamed with a "woo", and it was as stern as the most bàonüè north wind in northern Saibei, bullying the wind and rolling the snow, blowing towards the face - exactly the trick Zhou Fei used on the flower-picking platform.

Zhou Fei involuntarily took a half step back, having the illusion that the blood all over her body was frozen.

Li Jinrong fell with a knife, and just then said slowly: "Real breaking snow, even if you only have a broken piece of iron in your hand, it will not break, because it is not a kung fu that burns all jade and stone."

Zhou Fei blurted out, "What is that?"

Li Jinrong said calmly: "It's 'invincible'."

Zhou Fei opened her eyes.

"As people get older, they will think about leaving room for everything, so there are many turning points in your swordsmanship, Yu Tai Shishu. The snow breaking knife has only its shape and no meaning," Li Jinrong glanced at Zhou Fei and said again. , "And you, you know in your heart that this knife will break, but you are not afraid, because you know that I will not do anything to you, and you can get the red paper window grille as long as you delay for a while. You are not a snowbreaker, but a clever one."

Although Li Jinrong didn't sound like a good word, she was rarely rebuked in her tonebecause she always thought that Xiaoqing was also clever, no matter what, if the goal can be achieved, it means it works.

"Really before the battle, if you haven't made a move, you know in your heart that the knife will shatter, and your heart will inevitably be shaken," Li Jinrong said.

Zhou Fei said puzzled: "But no matter what I think, the knife will definitely break."

Because even if she soaked in the Ximo River for three more years, it is impossible to beat Li Jinrong, just like even if an ant learns the most powerful kung fu in the world, it cannot beat an elephant. Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. Could it be that the Snowbreaker is a sword technique that teaches people to be beyond their own power?

Li Jinrong's brows moved slightly, as if she could see the doubts in her heart, and suddenly showed a stingy smile.

She put the tip of the long knife gently on the ground and said, "Do you know how many masters there are in the world?"

Zhou Fei didn't know where this question came from. In her mind, she couldn't help but flash through the legends of the rivers and lakes that many elders in the village had told her, what the "Big Dipper", the major sects, the thrilling battles one after another... They are still a legendary master.

Zhou Fei said honestly, "A lot."

"Yes, there are many," Li Jinrong said. "There are mountains outside the mountains, and no one will ever dare to claim to be the best in the world. But you must know that every mountain is born and made by a mother and a mother. The personal starting point/point is how to stand up and walk. No one is much better than you. Sha Shuo’s present is the past of the mountains, and your present is our past. Ah Fei, ghosts and gods are outside Liuhe, The world is full of mortals, why can't you believe that this sword in your hand is invincible?"

Zhou Fei was stunned.

Li Jinrong said: "You look good, I will only teach it once. If I ask again later, I don't know when I will have time to spare."

Three days later, Zhou Fei and Li Sheng packed their simple bags, and followed Mrs. Wang down the mountain as Li Yan said goodbye to the mountains.

Before leaving, she looked back at the iron door that locked her in the door. don't know if it was because she had grown a few inches over the past few years, she always felt that the iron door didn't seem that high.

Will this line work?

Can you come back in two or three months?

What will happen... Can hear from her father?

Zhou Fei and Li Sheng were both country bumpkins who had never been to the city. Li Sheng pretended not to be squinting, but in fact he was always glancing around when people weren't paying attention. Fresh idiots come.

Although the villages and towns within 20 miles outside the Forty-Eight Villages are still their sphere of influence, the scenery is very different from that of the villages.

Although there are people coming and going in the village, they are very clean. The disciples have their daily routines and three meals a day. They are all set at regular intervals. It looks like a mountain. There are everyone, men and women, old and young. The crowd was bustling, with a southern accent and a northern accent, and they could say anything. The hawkers shouted loudly, and gangs of mud monkey-like children sneaked under the feet of the adults. run away.

Bargaining, arguing and laughing, soliciting business... There are voices everywhere.

Zhou Fei walked all the way, and I don't know how many times I heard "borrowed" while looking around.

"Come and see if my cloth is brighter than others?"

"Do you want to buy a bracelet, girl, to wear it back?"

"Hot brown sugar biscuits, would you like to try it? It's fine if you don't buy it, just break a piece and try it..."

Zhou Fei: "..."

She didn't know that these hawkers were just greeting her casually, and she always felt that it was hard to ignore them when others were talking to her, but when she looked up and saw dozens of mouths open and closed, she couldn't understand them. pulled her away.

The group settled at the only pawnshop in the town, and Zhou Fei knew that this pawnshop was the place where letters were sent and received in Zhaizhong on weekdays.

☆, suspicious

The mountains are shadowed, and the road is long and obstructed.

It rained just now, and the official road that had been in disrepair for a long time was full of potholes. A carriage rumbled by, and the wheels were splashed with mud spots of various sizes, which made the body more heavy. Several high-headed horses followed along the road, and all of them were Lianjiazi, all of them hurried on the road without squinting.

In the car sat a wealthy old lady who was dozing off. Next to it was a 16- or 17-year-old girl with a pair of flat buns on her head and a goose skirt. A small face of Bai Shengsheng appeared under a few pieces of broken hair, which seemed to be the charming little girl beside the old lady.

But if you look closely, you will find that the girl's sitting posture is extremely upright. She closed her eyes slightly, not knowing what she was contemplating, there was a murderous aura between her brows.

It really does not look like a girl after combing the "girl".

This line is exactly one of the disciples of Mrs. Wang and Lian Zhou Fei and Li Sheng.

The last letter from Mrs. Wang's missing son said that they had arrived near the Dòng Court, where there was a martial arts family named "Huojiabao", in Yueyang City.

Huo Shanlin, the old owner of the Huo family, was once a famous and respected legend in the world, and his legs were unparalleled in the world. In the early years, when the old village owner of the forty-eight villages was alive, the two had a friendship of eight worship.

The reason why Li Jinrong asked Zhou Fei and Li Sheng to accompany her was because she wanted to take advantage of the thinness of the two families to ask Huo Jiabao to help when searching for people.

The pawnshops in the town had already prepared carriages and horses for them. Although there were many bandits in the mountains and forests, they were mostly people who bullied the soft and were afraid of the hard. Seeing that they didn’t seem to be easy to mess with, they didn’t dare to rashly attack. In addition, with the coffin on the side, halfway through the robbery, it would be unlucky to find a dead person again, so there were few people disturbed along the way, and the journey went smoothly.

As soon as he left the boundary of Shuzhong, Zhou Fei gradually lost interest in the scenery along the way.

The further north you go, the more depressed the village becomes. Sometimes you can’t see a single family even after walking all day. The official roads are getting bumpier and bumpier. The stations along the way are like ghost houses. There is more popularity, but popularity is not very popular. The small officials in the city gate are exploited layer by layer, and they have to repeatedly check in and out. Sitting in the carriage, you can often hear the people who can’t enter the city and the city guards arguing and crying. upset.

Zhou Fei didn't even look outside, closed her eyes in the carriage, and rehearsed in her mind the nine-style snowbreaker that Li Jinrong passed on that day—this was taught to her by Mr. Yu. Buddhists have a "shut up mantra". The old man shamelessly copied it, and he named his strange practice method, "Close Eyes Zen".

There are so many old things about Yu, she thinks she is noisy, stupid, sloppy, thinks that the things she has used are not put back in their original places, and refuses to let her dance knives and guns in the river, saying that she is afraid of being stupid by her. Now, seeing too much mediocrity like Zhou Fei can easily hurt his old man's brain...

Therefore, every time Zhou Fei encountered a bottleneck and was trapped in the heart of the river, Lao Yu asked her to sit on the side and close her eyes to meditate, repeating every move in her mind.

But kung fu is practiced one by one. have never heard of anyone who came up with kung fu. Zhou Fei discussed it with him, made sense, and skipped her feet, so she was ignored.

Yu Lao Quede was smoking, and every time he took advantage of the meal, he hugged his two legs, chewing with his big mouth, and scolding the hungry Zhou Fei across the water.

Over time, Zhou Fei had no choice but to get rid of distracting thoughts and think hard. Gradually, she discovered that when a person is free from internal and external distractions and distractions, she will enter a very mysterious state, where she can really think and form. thought in mind. And the moves from closed-eye meditation can be used naturally when trying out, and they are no worse than practicing by yourself.

At the beginning, Zhou Fei could only enter this state of meditation in a place where no one was disturbed, such as Xi Mo Jiang Xin. After getting used to it, she was able to focus her mind and practice closed-eye meditation at any time.

Just when there was a gust of wind and snow in her mind, suddenly, there was a heart-wrenching dog barking outside, and the driver made a long whistle, and the carriage stopped suddenly.

Zhou Fei opened her eyes abruptly, and the knife light flashed like a sharp blade between her eyebrows, and immediately disappeared into her eyebrows. Then, she came back to her senses, stretched out her hand to raise the curtain of the car a little bit, and saw that there was a stumbling line blocking the road in front of her.

The one who led the way was Deng Zhen, the senior elder brother of the Xiao/Xiang faction. He was very good at riding... Of course, he was fine if he wasn't very good. The tripping rope was very rough, a thick hemp rope that was about two feet high. The ground hangs in the air, like a joke. Anyone who can get caught by this thing is designated as blind.

As soon as Senior Brother Deng pulled the reins, before he could get off his horse to check, five or six bony dogs rushed out from the side of the road, roaring at them with bulging eyes, followed by several villagers, mostly young and middle-aged men. , and two sturdy strong women, carrying kitchen knives and wooden sticks, and one carrying a long bench, staring at them with hatred.

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, Deng Zhen came back to his senses, got off his horse and clasped his fists, and said, "I am waiting for my old lady to escort me back to my hometown, and I will pass through the precious land. I don't know which taboo I have committed?"

The man in the lead looked at the saber on his waist and asked in a fierce tone: "Old lady? How old is the old lady? Call it out and see!"

Deng Zhen frowned and said, "You are so rude!"

The man said loudly: "How do I know that you are not those thieves who robbed their homes?"

Although Deng Zhen and others are from Jianghu, the Xiao/Xiang faction is a sword faction, specializing in bamboo and handsome men. Even if they had to escape from the world and go to Shu, they did not lose their elegance. Deng Zhen was almost outraged to think that they were robbers, suspecting that this group of scoundrels were specially here to corrupt people.

Li Sheng frowned slightly, looking at the dilapidated village in front of him thoughtfully.

Zhou Fei looked back at Madam Wang, only to see her rubbing her cane and whispering: "This place is only a day's journey from Yueyang, and Huojiabao is nearby, how can there be thieves running rampant? A Fei, help me down to see Look."

A few villagers only met in front of the group of people suddenly and respectfully separated from each other, and a little girl in the back helped an old lady walk out slowly. Feeling ashamed, her eyes swept over, and the woman who carried the bench immediately put down the lame bench in embarrassment.

The old woman was probably in her prime. She had a kind face that made people want to throw herself on her knee and cry in grievance. Said: "How many villagers, the old man looks like a man who robbed his house?"

Half an hour later, Madam Wang leaned on her face and led Zhou Fei and the others into the village safely.

Several big dogs were tied up, and the man who led the way was Lizheng in the village. After several turmoils, Lizheng was no longer in charge, and he led the crowd to make a living.

While walking there, he said: "We are all rough wood now. Those thieves have come too frequently these days, scratching the ground three feet, there is really no way."

While speaking, there was a cry not far away. Zhou Fei looked up and saw a tattered mat in front of the house, with a young man wrapped in it. The man was tall and tall. , the rough seat could not be wrapped, his head and feet were exposed, his face was no longer visible, his head was deformed by a blunt weapon, covered with dried blood, a piece of láng borrowed, an old lady howled loudly Crying while washing the blood from the dead with water in a wooden basin.

Madam Wang went out in person at her age, and it was also because of her son. Seeing this scene, she was almost touched by the scene. She couldn't move for a while, and stood beside her and wiped her tears.

"It's okay to just take things, but they don't let anyone go," Li was looking at the corpse on the ground and wanted to comfort the old woman, but he also knew in his heart that the old woman was nothing. The one who lived was hopeful, what he said was all nonsense, so he swallowed all the words, and said to Deng Zhen next to him, "His daughter-in-law is still my master's marriage, and it took only half a year to get married, so that the thief wanted to rob him, he... Sigh! This old lady, we have delayed your trip. It is getting late now, and there may not be a place to stay if you go further. Why don't you take a rest day with us first, then leave tomorrow, and you will be able to enter Yueyang City in the evening. ."

Mrs. Wang had no objection, and asked the disciples to give them money for food and lodging. They were receiving it. She said too much. Poor, the dead can't even afford a thin coffin, how can he still have the strength to talk about ambition?

Lizheng is a man of five big and three rough, thinking of such a poor and short-minded person, can't help but feel ashamed, sadness comes from it, standing there and shedding tears.

Zhou Fei and the others stayed in the village that night. They ate something rough that night, and all the disciples gathered in Madam Wang's house.

Senior Brother Deng Zhen said: "Miss, I think this is a bit weird, have you seen the young man's body? There are bones on the head, and it's not a melon, it's not so easy to rot, and ordinary manpower may not be able to shoot his head. If you do that, you have to train a family, and it's not an ordinary trainer. If there are such a group of gangsters with high martial arts skills on the side of the couch, why does Huojiabao ignore it?"

Mrs. Wang put her old hands on the small brazier, and roasted them with a little firelight. She heard the words and nodded slowly. Seeing that Li Sheng stopped talking, she asked, "What do you want to say?"

Li Sheng frowned: "I'm thinking, no matter how busy we are, we wouldn't be mistaken for robbery? Why were they so vigilant at first, if not..."