Shen Wenxing shivered nervously, leaned over his head and asked Shen Jue, "Father, how did you recognize Uncle Master?"
"Just now when he was fighting against A Ling, he used the back of the knife." Shen Jue said.
"So it is!" Shen Wenxing suddenly realized.
"It's just that Chi Yan disappeared six years ago, and I don't know why it was controlled by Jia Lan." Shen Jue frowned and whispered.
Assassins are like ghosts, stepping on the moonlight. Xiahou Lin and Chi Yan leaned back against each other, blocking the only way for the assassin to lead to Shen Jue.
"Hey, I'm tired," Xia Houlin said, "Why did you go back to Jialan?"
"This story is very long." Chi Yan said.
"I almost killed you with the wire just now," Xia Houlin looked at him out of the corner of his eye, a little fluorescent light loomed under the broken hair, "Fortunately, it's all right."
The assassin behind him was stunned for a while, and said, "You are wrong, it's a long way off."
Xia Houlin: "..."
A pile of applause came from the forest, and a man in a black cloak clapped his hands and walked out slowly. He stood in the moonlight, as black as a scribbled ink, and like a lonely dry bamboo. He pulled down his hood, and Xia Houlin finally saw that familiar face. He was much older, and his face was covered with deep and shallow folds, and his ochre face was like hard cast iron.
In Jialan, apart from his mother, Xia Houlin was most familiar with Duan Jiu and Qiuye. When he was a child, he plucked the feathers of other assassins' roosters and hit others covered in bird droppings with bird shit bombs. Uncle Duan would always carry him by the back of his neck to apologize. This tall and sturdy man watched him grow up, but it was also him, standing in the shadows indifferently watching his mother be divided by Liu's disciples.
He once felt fear that a person's heart is so unfathomable, like an abyss that can't see the bottom.
"What a great brotherhood..." Duan Jiu smiled slightly, "Xiao Lan, long time no see, you have grown up and are a real man."
"Thanks to you." Xia Houlin clenched the black knife tightly, his joints rattling.
"I thought you were a piece of scrap iron, but I didn't expect that the heart killing was really successful." Duan Jiu used the scabbard to pick up a thread on the ground, "You not only restored the long-lost thread killing of Jialan You have also learned the stunt of the Tang Sect puppet that hides from the world. Although you are not good at learning the Galan knife, you are barely able to enter the hall." Duan Jiu sighed regretfully, "It's a pity that you actually chose to defect. ."
"How big of a face are you," Xia Houlin sneered, "You killed my mother, do you still expect me to work for Jialan?"
"It wasn't us who killed your mother, it was you." Duan Jiu sighed.
Xia Houlin was stunned.
Duan Jiu raised his eyes and looked at him with indifferent and lonely eyes, "Xiao Lan, you are too weak. If you were like your brother from the beginning, why should I go to great lengths to forge you into a peerless weapon? It's because you are too weak, your sword can't protect yourself, let alone Xiahou Pei."
It was as if a knife had cut into Xia Houlin's heart, dripping with blood. He took a few breaths, calmed down and wanted to speak, a hand wearing a southern red agate bead was placed on his shoulder, Shen Jue walked out from behind him, and said, "Since Xiahou Lin is far better than being bored, Why did you and Xing Xing give up their hatred and choose Xiahou Lin?" He turned the ring on his finger and said, "If our family guessed correctly, you and Xing Xing have different goals. The will of the heart is to assassinate Baili Yama, and you are a fan of the Baili family."
Duan Jiu was obviously a little surprised, "How do you know Du Xin?"
"Jia Lan's genealogy." Shen Jue said.
Duan Jiu smiled slightly, "As expected of the factory master, you know me so deeply about Jialan." He looked at Shen Jue and his group, the wounded, the disabled, the rest of the horses were no more than two people, and Shen Jue beside the carriage Both Wenxing and Mingyue are helpless, "It's okay, no matter how strong the swordsmanship is, it won't be able to protect you all under the swords of Babu. It's okay to tell you this."
Shen Jue lowered her eyes and said, "All ears are listening."
"More than 300 years ago, the first Baili Yanluo established the Jialan Mountain Temple and used July and a half to hold down the assassins. Since then, Jialan has been fighting endlessly. The assassins are rebellious. I can't control all the assassins. Over time, two parties have divided into Jialan, one party is whimsical, trying to assassinate Yan Luo, and even dragging everyone to hell." Duan Jiu rubbed his skinny knuckles and said, "As for the other one. One party is us."
"For a hundred years, Yama has worried that the abbot of Jialan can only cover the sky with his hand, and set up secret eyes in Jialan to restrain each other with the abbot." He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and continued: "The rebellion has been struggling for many years, but never Success - until Du Xin appeared. This man launched the biggest rebellion in Garan's history, killing all the conservative assassins. It was a Shura field that night, and blood flowed down the stairs of the Temple of Heaven, through the mountain gate, and over the monument , all the way to Jialan Village at the foot of the mountain. He found him before Yan Luo's secret eye escaped, hanged him at the mountain gate, and then spent half a year to regroup, while recruiting new assassins from all over the country to maintain the normal operation of Jialan, confusing Yan Luo's With both eyes, he organized eight divisions on one side, and went north to assassinate Yama."
"Master Qiu was the Jialan who entered at that time." Xia Houlu said in a low voice.
"good."
"They failed, only Xinshui survived." Shen Jue said.
"Yeah." Duan Jiu let out a long sigh, "Xiao Lian, you guys can't beat the Baili family. You think that the Baili family can only suppress the assassins for seven and a half months, and you think you can get rid of it if you fight for your life. Wrong. Yes, you are all wrong. The first generation of Emperor Yama left twelve empty doors when he founded the Kalan Saber. As long as the assassins practiced the Kalan Saber, they would never be able to defeat the Baili family. Du Xin was buried in the bones together, and there was only one heartkiller who flinched. It was precisely because of his cowardice that he was selected as the new abbot. That rebellion shook the entire Baili family. It is easy to hurt yourself. The Baili family decided to completely retire behind the scenes, and the abbot became the master of Garan on the bright side. From now on, only the abbot can enter the Shuobei Snow Mountain and visit Baili Yama."
"You were also chosen to be the secret eye of Galan," Shen Jue said with his hands on his face, "Xinkiller didn't give up on assassinating. In order to repay his debts, he even trained his own son to become a peerless killer. But he would never have thought that his best friend was actually The knife on his back."
"Everyone wants to live. The Xiahou family is not human, everyone is crazy. Heart Killing, Xiahou Pei, Xiahou Lin, and Chibi, you don't put your life in your eyes, but we still want to live!" Duan Jiu said, "Heartslayer came back with blood that day and told me that they were all wrong in the past. Assassination requires only a knife, a knife of absolute victory. He started the plan of 'forging a knife', and he wants to build a knife A peerless weapon. The person he chose is to hold back.
"He spent fourteen years isolating Chi Yan from the world, practicing the sword day after day, and even testing it with living people. He succeeded. Chi Yan is the strongest assassin I have ever seen. He was fourteen years old. He has reached the realm of a master, and when he looks at the world, he is invincible. When Chi Yan was fourteen years old, Shi Xin took him into the snow-capped mountains to pay homage to Yama. When he became the new abbot, he was an absolute power hanging over Yama's head. sharp blade."
Shen Jue whispered: "But he was not recognized by the Baili family."
"That's right," Duan Jiu said with a sarcasm on his lips, "the knife forged in this way is indeed a real knife, but it is ruthless and has no heart. Without a heart, there is no weakness, and without weakness, it cannot be controlled. What Yama wants is a knife that can be held in his hand and is under his control, and a knife that can't be freed from the point of death. Holding it is not!"
"I have weaknesses." Chi Yan suddenly said.
Everyone looked at him and looked at Duan Jiu with disgust. The moonlight shone into his eyes, and the color of his eyes was as pale as clear glass.
He said seriously: "I like Xiaolin."
There was an eerie silence on the mountain road.
Xia Houlin felt bitter in his heart, he came over and hugged the abbot's tired shoulder and pressed it hard. The skinny assassin was as thin as a blade, and the sharpness of his shoulders pierced his hands. Xia Houlin said, "I like you too, but I hate you."
Shen Jue: "..."
Duan Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I know now, you don't need to remind me."
"So Xia Houlin is the second sword." Shen Jue said, "but his swordsmanship is far inferior to that of Chiyan, so he killed his mother and turned it into a sharp blade. It just so happens that Xia Houlin is also the one you chose, he is not as ruthless as Chiyan He has no desires, has many weaknesses, and is the best abbot's successor." Shen Jue squinted, "If you guessed correctly, you want to pick a day and quietly tell Xiahou Lin Yi Xin is his real mother-killer. Murderer, use Xia Houlin's hand to kill Heart Killer. At that time, the rebellious Heart Killer will die, and a new abbot will be available, and Jialan can be replaced smoothly, and it will be stable from now on."
Duan Jiu nodded and sighed: "Unfortunately, I didn't expect that the coward Heart Murder would finally give up the assassination and send these two children out of Galan. I know that he has been trying to develop an antidote for seven and a half months, but it took him several years. All failed, and the medicine men bleed to death one by one. God favored him, and finally let him find the antidote." Duan Jiu's lips curled into a creepy smile, "Although, it is only a half-finished product. You, the manufacturer of the prescription, still failed to deliver it to Xia Houlin."
Shen Jue lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were beige under the moonlight, resting desolately on his porcelain-white cheeks.
"Uncle Duan," Xia Houlin said suddenly, "I want to ask you a question."
Duan Jiu was stunned and turned to look at him. He hadn't heard Xia Houlin calling him Uncle Duan for a long time. The kid who was chased by his own geese and shouted "Uncle Duan, help" has grown up now, but he will never be the same again. Asked him for help. Suddenly there was a faint sadness in his heart, like the night wind swirling in the woods in March, scattered into the sky.
"Have you ever regretted killing my mother? I always thought that you were good friends." Xia Houlin lowered his head and said, "Have you ever regretted for a moment that you betrayed all your friends for that person named Yama? ."
"… "
The night wind is bleak and the moonlight is bleak. Duan Jiu raised his head and looked up at the full moon on the dark sky. Today's moon is dizzy yellow, like teardrops that have been dripped on paper for many years, dizzy into a pale tear stain.
Duan Jiu didn't answer his question, only said: "Xiao Lian, you are really lucky. In Jialan, no matter how many troubles you get into, there is always Heart Killing who secretly supports you. In the killing field, no matter what your swordsmanship is. That's bad, Xiahou Pei is always there to escort you. Even if you get out of Jialan, you also have Shen Jueqing, Sili Jian and Dongchang's power to protect you. You are so lucky that you forgot that besides you, Jialan Other children don't have such a good life. You have never experienced the pain of walking in the ice and snow wrapped in a pair of hard old cotton trousers, and you have never tried to be beaten by someone three or five times your height for a steamed bun. You You must know that some people are phoenixes in the sky soaring for nine days, and some people are destined to be ants in the gutter."
The assassins slowly approached Duan Jiu and stood with him. Duan Jiu's voice was hoarse and low, "Little Lin, we are different from you, Jialan is our home. If we don't enter Jialan, we will freeze to death and starve to death in the heavy snow. When we enter Jialan, we will be full of Bloody and bloody debts can never be turned back. We are not like you who have your young master to protect you and love you. The light cannot tolerate us. Darkness is our destination."
"I see." Xia Houlin whispered.
"It's all fate," Duan Jiu said with frosty loneliness in his eyes, "We will eventually become enemies."
In the darkness, a blade of light flashed, as sharp as if it was cut on the eyelids, and a chilling murderous intent descended from the sky. Xia Houlin was suddenly startled, grabbed Shen Jue's wrist and led him behind him, raising his knife to block the blow from the sky.
"But you have to beat this person first," Xia Houlin heard Duan Jiubing's bone-chilling voice, "Your good brother—Tang Shiqi."