17 Jiming Mountain Autumn Rain Falling Leaves Grass House Blood Flying

An autumn rain withered countless fallen leaves in Jiming Mountain, fluttering and fluttering. The wet ground covered with layers of fallen leaves, and there was a little moisture in the withered yellow, as if laughing at the injustice of the sky and the misfortune of fate.

The old man holding the grease rhubarb umbrella walked into the mountain in the rain. Without the leisure walk by Xuanwu Lake, without the light wind and clouds in another village, the urgency on his face was obvious. The blue veins of his right hand holding the grease rhubarb umbrella burst out, and his dry face was full of anger.

Who is

? Who killed the old peach blossom? The old friend I admire.

In a grass house in Jiming Mountain, the face of the blind old man who was drinking alone suddenly became solemn, because of the rapid pace came from the wind and rain.

Youchuan looked at the wooden door that had been eroded by the grass house with a wry smile, put away the grease and yellow umbrella, stepped in, and looked at the blind old man who picked up the wine glass but always hung in the air. He said heavily, "Chen Taohua is gone. He wears his chest with a sword."

The blind old man's right hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, shaking off a few drops of fragrant wine.

After a long time, the blind man slowly put down the wine glass hanging in the air and asked, "Do you know who made it?"

"I don't know. When I found Chen Taohua, he had gone. The body was still warm. The murderer should not have left for a long time, but I almost searched the whole Cullen Mountain and didn't find any suspicious person." When You Chuan was talking, he pulled out a short sword from the bag behind him and said, "It was this sword that pierced Chen Taohua's heart and died with a sword. I carefully watched the scene environment and the death of Chen Taohua, and there was no trace of fighting."

"Chen Taohua ranked thirteenth among the thirty-six wonders in those years, and he didn't expect it to be like this." The old blind man sighed, slowly picked up the glass of wine, and drank it all. Only he understood the bitterness and loss in his heart.

"Old blind man, who do you think the murderer will be?"

The old blind man smiled and replied, "Who else will he be? Naturally, he is the sworn friend of our old friends. Unexpectedly, after so many years, they are still unwilling. However, the old drunkard has left. Xiao Chen's child is still too young, and the two gangs in Sichuan are in chaos. I'm afraid that no one can stop him from walking anymore. . "

After saying that, the idle left hand touched the erhu next to him, picked up the bow rod with his right hand, and slowly pulled it up. A song full of sadness slowly sounded in the grass house in the rain. With the sound of erhu, the corners of the old blind man's mouth moved slightly and slowly chanted:

"Go to the east of the river, the waves are exhausted, and the romantic figures are gone through the ages.

In the west of the old base, humanity is the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi.

The rocks crossed the clouds, the waves beat the shore, and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

The country is picturesque, how many heroes are there for a while!

Thinking of Gong Jin in those years, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and was heroic.

Feather fan silk scarf, talking and laughing, ashes and smoke disappear.

The god tour of the old country, you should laugh at me and give birth to Huafa early.

Life is like a dream, and a bottle of Jiangyue is still in the river.

After a song, You Chuan whispered, "Old blind man, you seldom sing this song "Nian Nujiao Chibi Huaigu."

"Yes, very few. I haven't sung it again since the old drunkard and a few friends went there." The old blind man put down his erhu and said with a slight smile.

"Well, old friends have gone one by one. I'm afraid it will be our turn soon."

"When the old drunkard left, please give me two things. The first is that the kindness and resentment of Xiao Shang can no longer be reappeared in the world, and the second is to take good care of Xiao Chen, but I'm afraid I can't do either." The old blind man looked pale. "The life of the old drunkard is too hard. He has been thinking about others all his life. Even the only selfish thing he did was for the sake of several descendants of the Xiao family."

"Old blind man, do you mean that dragon and tiger carved jujube red bed?" You Chuan asked.

"Yes, I'm afraid the old drunkard did that selfish thing when he was young. When our group of friends found the jujube red bed in Guigumen, they quarreled endlessly, but they didn't expect that he ran back to Qingcheng Mountain with the bed alone overnight. Later, when we found him, he actually played a scoundrel for the first time and said that he had never seen the jujube red bed, haha..." The old blind man couldn't help laughing when he remembered the past.

In silence, the two old people began to drink a glass of wine in front of Qiu Yu, as if they wanted to use wine to relieve their worries and relieve their infinite yearning for the old drunkard.

The weather is gloomy and terrible, and the autumn rain is endless.

"It's cloudy. I'm afraid the rain won't stop for three days." You Chuan looked at the sky and said slowly.

"You're wrong. For ordinary people, the rain will not stop for three days, but for a Taoist priest and a blind man in front of me, it may stop tonight." A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the ears of the old blind man and Youchuan. In the sound of the rain of Jiming Mountain, it was ethereal and crisp, refined and pleasant.

With the sound, a woman in snow-white clothes appeared in front of the grass house, smiling and holding a white umbrella embroidered with a gardenia, but her trousers were slightly wet by the rain.

"Little girl, this is not the place you should come." You Chuan said in a low voice.

"Ha ha, but I think the scenery of Jiming Mountain in the rain is very beautiful. Can't I come and watch it?" The woman smiled indifferently and looked calm.

"Sit in the room." The old blind man whispered.

"No, give me what you have and I will naturally leave." The woman still stood in front of the grass house in the rain with a white umbrella embroidered with a gardenia, motionless.

Thinking of the woman's first sentence, Youchuan was a little angry. This woman was really too arrogant. Did she think that she and the old blind man were allowed to knead her? Even if he was half a hundred monks, You Chuan began to be unable to control himself. Looking at the woman, he suppressed his anger and sneered, "Little girl, you can't talk too much."

"Youchuan, blind man, you are too old. The country should be managed by the descendants. Let go of the obsession in your heart, so you'd better give me the things. Maybe you can watch the autumn rain a few more times, drink a few times and play erhu songs." The woman stood in the rain talking and laughing, not warm, like a Bodhisattva living Buddha who has experienced the reincarnation of the world.

However, in You Chuan's view, the woman is really a demon. The angry old man sneered, looked directly at the woman and said, "Who the hell are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is you, you must give me something, now, right now."

The greasy rhubarb umbrella around him turned into a brilliant trajectory in an instant, piercing the woman outside the grass, like thunder.

The woman smiled, and the lotus step moved gently to avoid the fatal blow of Youchuan. She looked at Youchuan with a smile and said in a coquettish voice, "Youchuan, you have cultivated the way for half your life. Do you still have such a big anger in your heart?"

"Bodhisattva will also be angry, especially for people like you."

After You Chuan finished speaking, the oily rhubarb umbrella in his hand bullied the woman again. A short confrontation had made You Chuan know that the woman in front of him absolutely had arrogant capital and no longer dared to be careless.

In the rain, Youchuan wants to fight with women step by step, and gives women a heavy enough lesson with his old experience.

However, Youchuan was wrong. The woman's force had exceeded his expectations. In the second confrontation, Youchuan found that several thin hidden weapons were shot in front of him, shining with a light blue light. Even in the rain, it was difficult to hide the light. These rays flew to his whole body. Several deadly holes.

"Be careful!" The old blind man who had been sitting in the grasshouse sounded a warning.

It's late. After all, it's late.

Looking at the hidden weapon on his chest, You Chuan smiled, and the greasy rhubarb umbrella hit the woman's enchanting head with ten thousand power.

The autumn rain dyed Youchuan's clothes red, the woman's white clothes, and the withered yellow fallen leaves all over the ground, enchanting and brilliant.

He covered his chest and stood up with difficulty but fell down again. At this moment, Youchuan only felt dizzy and confused, and gradually lost all his strength and anger.

"Old blind man, I... let's go first!" Struggling to look up at the old blind man who was still holding a wine glass and drinking slowly, You Chuan said with difficulty.

Close your eyes and let the autumn rain fall on your body. At this moment, Youchuan seemed to feel back to 50 years ago. That year, thirty-eight men and women gathered on the top of the mountain, talking and laughing about the world, tasting wine and laughing at the world, how free and how comfortable it is.................

"Go ahead." The old blind man said slowly, drinking a glass of wine, slowly standing up and walking out of the grass house in the wind and rain.

"The blind old man, who ranks third among the thirty-six Qishi, is really extraordinary, but since I'm here, you must also know that I'm naturally sure, so please take out your things so as not to fall behind in the footsteps of Youchuan."

"It's on me. If you have the ability, just come and get it." The blind old man held the erhu in his left hand and the bow string in his right hand. He had a strong momentum. The blind man standing in front of the grass house blocked the wind and rain sprinkled all over the sky like a diamond.

The blind old man, thirty years ago, he and the old drunkard and You Chuan and Chen Taohua frowned once when facing the robe brother's thirteen black robes. Even if he was injured by Liao Qingyi, the fifth of the thirteen black robes, he still can't see anything. Because he is still the most admirable person among the Thirty-Six Qishi!

"I heard from Grandpa that your life is very tragic. I don't want to kill you, so give me something." The woman whispered.

"Let me ask you a question, did you kill Chen Taohua?"

"Yes."

"Haha." The blind old man roared like a madman and shouted, "Chen Taohua, watch the third brother avenge you!"

The blind old man exerted his strength, but the bow string of his right hand was already shot at the woman in white in the rain in an instant. With the bow string, the erhu of the blind man's left hand was handed over to his right hand in an instant, hitting his most proud Shaolin Dharma stick in the direction where the woman stood, but after all, the erhu was not a stick, whether it was Wei. The scope of the force has been greatly reduced, but this still does not hinder the elegant pace and fierce offensive of the blind old man.

The woman in white did not choose to attack the blind old man, but dodged the old man's beating like a mad devil. She stood quietly in the rain and watched the last performance of the blind old man. The tune played with life was far more touching than the tune played with erhu.

"It's time for you to go."

As the woman's voice fell to the ground, a crisp gunshot sounded through the chicken mountain.

The blind old man struggled and didn't want to fall down, but he clearly felt powerlessness in his mind. Finally, he still supported the ground with an erhu, half kneeled on the ground, and laughed with his last strength, "Old drunkard, I'm looking for you."

He shook his head slightly, moved gently, and groped on the blind old man's body. After a moment, a three-inch black fist-like object appeared in the woman's hand and smiled, "Grandpa is right. He really won't lie."