Xie Wuhua had stood outside the door for a long time.
He is not in a hurry.
Even if he is allowed to stand here for a day and a night, he will not lose his patience because of it.
Fortunately, the people inside the door didn't make him wait that long.
After that "long time", there were slight footsteps in the room, and then the door was opened.
It was a man who opened the door.
He was tall, handsome, with stern eyes and a domineering manner.
The snow-white long coat and the long sword at the waist are his symbols.
His cold temperament and taciturn personality are the only impressions people have of him.
"Hmph... Are you finally willing to come out to see me?" Although the door was opened, Xie Wuhua still stood three steps away from the threshold, not daring to enter it at all.
When Leng Yuqiu heard the words, he didn't reply, but silently stared at the young man with a square face in front of him.
"What? You don't... you didn't notice someone standing outside your guest room at all, did you?" Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Xie Wuhua tried again.
"I noticed it." Two seconds later, Leng Yuqiu finally spoke, his tone was very indifferent, and there were some slight pauses between his words, "I noticed it as soon as you came."
"Heh..." Xie Wuhua laughed, "So... during the time I was standing outside the door, you have been hesitating in the room whether to open the door or not?"
"Not really." Leng Yuqiu replied.
"Oh?" Xie Wuhua didn't understand what he meant, so she used a modal particle to signal him to continue.
"I don't want to open the door, and I don't want to talk to you." After a breath, Leng Yuqiu added.
"Ha!" Xie Wuhua laughed again... sneering, "Then why did you open the door now?"
"I'm going to the toilet." Leng Yuqiu's answer can be described as concise and to the point, the key is... can't be questioned yet.
After saying these five words, he stepped forward, walked out of the room, and closed the door of the guest room behind him.
He just walked past Xie Wuhua calmly, completely ignoring the latter, striding towards the first floor of the inn.
When his figure disappeared, Xie Wuhua was still standing.
Of course he wouldn't catch up to argue with Leng Yuqiu, because only scoundrels and fools in this world would stop a person going to the toilet and have some kind of debate.
Xie Wuhua is not a scoundrel, let alone a fool.
At this moment, Young Master Xie only felt that he had been insulted, an insult called "disregard".
Leng Yuqiu's reaction showed that...he regarded Xie Wuhua as an insignificant person, which made the latter's waiting meaningless.
Xie Wuhua really wanted to get angry, but couldn't.
Because in the process of thinking about how to explode, he suddenly realized that apart from the title of "Queen of the Famous Family", he really had no other reason not to be ignored.
Although it has been more than half a year since Xie Wuhua came out to walk the rivers and lakes, but he failed to leave any deeds in the rivers and lakes.
How could such a person get Leng Yuqiu's attention
Of course, the "inaction" of the young master of the Xie family is not caused by his lack of ability... In fact, Xie Wuhua can be said to be both civil and military.
In terms of "literature", even if he is not as good at chewing words as a scholar, he can still afford the word "knowledgeable and sensible". Only in this regard, in the arena full of rough men... he is considered outstanding.
As for "Wu", as the eldest son and grandson of the Xie family, he naturally received the true biography of his ancestors. Looking at the entire martial arts world, there is probably no one among his peers who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
However... Being capable doesn't necessarily mean you can do something.
The Jianghu place is very funny...
Here, the word "trouble" can almost be equated with "opportunity".
It is likely to bring you various losses, such as property, reputation, relatives, friends, life, etc., which may disappear with the appearance of this word.
However, it may also bring you equal benefits...
In the arena, a person who has never been troubled by troubles, and has never asked for troubles himself, must have failed...
And Xie Wuhua's embarrassing situation is: because of the name of Xie's family, many troublesome "people" and "things" will take the initiative to avoid him. And because he was always accompanied by Uncle Liu, an old Jianghu, many troublesome people and troublesome things who did not avoid him... were all blocked by Uncle Liu.
This has created the young master of the Xie family who "has been in the rivers and lakes for more than half a year and still has nothing to do".
"Master." Not long after, Uncle Liu's familiar voice interrupted Xie Wuhua's thoughts.
Liu Xilai's loyalty and affection for Xie's family is extremely deep. He was physically disabled due to a disastrous defeat, and he was doomed to have no descendants. In addition, he had no relatives living in this world; therefore, looking at the young master of Xie's family As an adult, he already regarded him as his grandson. That's why... When Xie Wuhua proposed to her grandfather to "experience" in the rivers and lakes, the old patriarch would arrange for Uncle Liu to accompany the young master.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that the young master didn't reply, Uncle Liu asked with concern.
"Not very good." Xie Wuhua knew that Liu Bo had been watching him secretly, so he was not surprised by the latter's sudden appearance.
"You shouldn't be so 'polite'." Uncle Liu also knew that the young master had been wronged, but he would never try to persuade him in that way of coaxing a child, he would point out the crux of the matter directly.
"Yeah..." Xie Wuhua sighed, "I don't seem to be 'qualified' to be 'polite' to him yet."
"Indeed not." Liu Bo said.
"You should have told me when I decided to come." Xie Wuhua said.
"At that time, I'm afraid you may not understand what I mean." Uncle Liu continued.
"Hmm..." Xie Wuhua pondered for half a second, "... that's right."
"However, it's not too late to understand now..." Liu Bo said.
"Hehe..." Xie Wuhua's smile came back again, "Yes, it's not too late!"
...
When Leng Yuqiu returned to the room, she still had that indifferent look.
He stepped in and closed the door behind him.
Regarding the fact that the door of his room was opened, and the fact that there were two people sitting in the room... He acted as if he hadn't seen it, and didn't make any reactions or comments.
At this time, Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai were sitting and drinking tea in the cold room.
The tea was just delivered by Xiao Er, and the teapot and cups used were also new. These were Liu Bo's intentional orders. He didn't want to use the tea sets in other people's rooms, because those things might have been poisoned.
"We have something to ask you." This time, it was Uncle Liu who spoke first.
Leng Yuqiu ignored him, but went back to the bed silently, sat down, and assumed a meditation posture.
"Ma Dabeard was killed by you, right?" Even if the other party responded, Xie Wuhua still followed Liu Bo's words and asked the question he wanted to ask.
Leng Yuqiu, who was meditating on the bed, simply closed his eyes at this moment.
"It's useless for you to pretend." Xie Wuhua persisted, and continued, "Even if you can hide it from the world, you can't hide it from me..." He paused, "Based on your sitting posture, standing posture, walking posture, and how There is a way of breathing... I can see that you are proficient in at least two palm techniques and a set of leg techniques in addition to sword techniques, and you have excellent inner strength and mental skills."
"So what?" At this time, Leng Yuqiu finally spoke, but his eyes were still closed, and his tone was understated.
"Ma Dabeard's fatal wound, and also the only wound on his body, was hit in the lower half of the ribs." Xie Wuhua continued, "In this town, it can be seen that the location is the 'double-shaped life-threatening palm' covering the door. There are no more than twenty people there; there are no more than ten people who can hit there with a single palm in actual combat; and you... are one of the ten people."
"Of course, this alone is not enough to prove that you are the murderer." In the next second, Uncle Liu took up the conversation, "The real basis for us to conclude that it is you... We can be sure that the murderer under the horse's beard That palm print was made by the palm of a person with a sword." He paused for half a second, "Maybe you don't notice it yourself, but the hands of people who practice different weapons and different martial arts will have various subtleties. The difference, such as the swordsman's tiger's mouth... "
"Liu Xilai." Suddenly, Leng Yuqiu interrupted Uncle Liu. This was the first time he joined the conversation with these two people in this way, "You don't have to tell me the details of your deduction..." His tone was still calm, and his eyes were still closed, "I have never denied the fact that 'I killed Ma Dabeard'."
As soon as these words came out, Uncle Liu and Xie Wuhua were taken aback for a moment. After they quickly looked at each other, Xie Wuhua said again: "Hmph...you look quite calm now. If this is the case, when you kill someone, why do you use it as a murderer?" Palm substitute sword... cover it up?"
"Replacing the sword with the palm is not to cover up anything." Leng Yuqiu said.
"Oh? Why is that?" Xie Wuhua asked again.
"Just because he doesn't deserve to die by my sword." This was Leng Yuqiu's answer.
This answer sounded like sophistry, but when this sentence came out of Leng Yuqiu's mouth, Master Xie and Uncle Liu were instantly convinced...he was not lying.
"So...he deserves to die?" Uncle Liu didn't ask the other party's specific motive for the murder. He knew that kind of question was out of bounds, so...he asked a question that sounded like nonsense.
"Damn it." But Leng Yuqiu's sonorous and forceful answer made the question itself meaningful.
"Why did you do it here and now?" Uncle Liu asked again.
"Where to do it, when to do it, and..." Leng Yuqiu paused after saying this, "Kill who..." These five words seemed to be addressed to the two people in the room, "... It's all my freedom."
"It seems... that we are meddling in our own business." After all, Uncle Liu was old-fashioned, and he had already sensed the change in the atmosphere, so he hurriedly found a step and wanted to drag the young master down with him.
"Yes." Leng Yuqiu also understood what the other party meant, and replied coldly.
"Since the matter is like this...it's inconvenient for us to say anything more..." Uncle Liu stood up and made a bow, "I've offended the hero Leng for bothering him, and I still look to Haihan."
While talking and doing, he winked at Young Master Xie next to him.
Xie Wuhua was also very sensible, she immediately stood up, cupped her fists at Leng Yuqiu and said, "I've offended you."
The two were polite on the surface, but in fact their bodies and nerves were ready to deal with the attack.
"I won't disturb your rest." Uncle Liu immediately said, "Let's take our leave..."
"Don't be in a hurry." Unexpectedly, at this time... Leng Yuqiu took the initiative to speak, "I still have something to say."
This sentence "There is still something to say" made Uncle Liu and Master Xie break out in cold sweat...
"Hero Leng...what advice do you have?" Uncle Liu asked.
"You don't want to know..." Leng Yuqiu continued, "Why is the horse with a big beard 'damn'?"
Hearing this sentence, Liu Xilai's face turned pale, because his instinct had already told him what Leng Yuqiu wanted to do.
"I don't want to!" Uncle Liu almost shouted these two words.
"Because he interrupted my 'sword practice'." Leng Yuqiu continued to speak calmly as if he didn't hear it.
At this moment, Liu Xilai suddenly knelt down, his body was trembling, his voice was trembling, and his soul... was undoubtedly already trembling: "Hero Leng! This... old man, I can just listen to it alone! Our young master Young and ignorant... no offense, he still has a bright future... "
"No." This was the second time Leng Yuqiu interrupted Uncle Liu, and it was also the last time, "I want him to listen too."
Hearing the word "no", Uncle Liu was in despair. When that despair appeared on his face, he seemed to have aged decades instantly... From a hale and hearty martial arts senior to an old man on the verge of death .
"Uncle Liu! Why are you doing this?" Xie Wuhua still doesn't fully understand the situation, although he has faintly felt something... But he is still too young after all, and he has not yet experienced the truly cruel side of Jianghu.
"People always think that if you do something wrong, as long as you discover and admit the mistake in time, you can make up for it...you can have a second chance." Leng Yuqiu said, and opened his eyes, "But I don't like to give Give me a second chance, because I don't want others to feel that... they can 'make a mistake' in front of me." His tone was cold, and his eyes were also cold, "I don't know why, but the world has a consensus... as long as it is done afterwards Kneeling in a low voice, pleading, confessing... can make up for the previous rudeness, offense and hurt...
"Because it is accepted by most people, it becomes a 'reason', and then it may become a 'law'...
"However, things in the world... can really be 'organized' like this
"The world thinks that the thief is not worthy of death, but the victim can only accept it; the world thinks that the rape is not worthy of death, but the victim can only accept it; The oppressor can only accept...
"But those who make the decisions, the 'majority', those who speak morally and righteously...how many have ever felt what it's like to have something important or hard-earned stolen, how many have been The taste of *, how many people know the feeling of being oppressed for years but dare not speak out...
"Humiliation, sadness, despair, grievances, indescribable pressure... Is there really a set of 'laws' in this world that can accurately measure the pain of the victim and give corresponding punishment
"At least in my opinion, no.
"But I... I thought of a relatively fair method, a very simple method - let the victims decide how to deal with those who made mistakes.
"Of course, everyone's judgment standards are different. Some people will kill their whole family if they are hit on the shoulder in the street, while others will say it doesn't matter if they are slapped in the face, or even slap the other side of their face. Come on.
"So I have to admit... my method is actually not as suitable as the 'jurisprudence'.
"It only works for a small number of people...
"...someone like me."
Before today, Xie Wuhua and Liu Xilai would never have imagined that Leng Yuqiu would say such a long paragraph at once.
No one in Jianghu has heard Leng Yuqiu say so many things, because... those who have heard of it are already dead.
In fact, Leng Yuqiu is not a taciturn person.
He's just an oddball.
He is extremely introverted, so that he will be nervous if he speaks a few words in front of people.
Therefore, he seldom speaks and hardly makes friends.
Only in one situation would he completely relax, open up his chatter box, and chat with the person in front of him for a while in a logical manner.
And that "situation" was... when he was about to kill the other person.