Chapter 124 Chapter One, Two and Three

It was a snowy winter night. Outskirts, farmhouses, late at night.The new wind is blowing, and the snowflakes are flying like catkins all over the sky. There was no one around, lying quietly on the snow, his body completely submerged in snowflakes, leaving only a pair of sharp, painful eyes staring motionlessly at the warm window of the farmhouse.The farmhouse housed the intended target of the assassination. One point is a very ordinary person, as ordinary as a speck of dust in the air, almost unaware of his existence.Just like his name, what you see is always just a point.However, he is the most famous killer in Jianghu.

One point's public identity is a private teacher, and even his wife doesn't know that her husband, who is usually unsmiling, is a top killer. According to my own evaluation, he is nothing more than a killing machine, a prop without self, a scarecrow without a soul, still staying at the level of an animal without evolution.Once, in order to kill a high-ranking official, he hid in the depths of the pond in the garden for twenty-six hours. It was not until dusk when the official came to relax and feed the goldfish by the pond after drinking and eating, that he suddenly broke out of the water. He took his head off with one knife; in order to deal with a cautious and suspicious businessman with strict guards, he first worked as a nurse at the businessman's house for a month and a half, gained initial trust, and then ate no food on a locust tree in the mansion. After waiting for four days, finally when the businessman passed under the tree, everyone felt a sudden gust of wind blowing, and a flurry of autumn leaves fluttered down. head.

Facing one point, any opponent will feel that soul-shaking, creepy fear.Once he has his eyes on you, there is absolutely nowhere to run. He's never missed a shot in the past, hasn't, and probably won't. The sky and the earth are vast, the snow is brutal and windy, and it is extremely cold, and the surroundings are so quiet that the sound of snow falling can be heard.The stones were lying in the snow under the window, and they were almost frozen into real stones.Others call him a stone, a hard and pointed stone.In his underwear, there is a small card with the goal of tonight written on it:

Feihua Luoxue, female, about thirty years old.School: Unknown.Family: Unknown.Hobbies: unknown.Other: Unknown. It took a full thirty-seven days to find out only this. Stone didn't dare to be careless at all.Because they are already the third batch of people who came to assassinate. In the first two batches, none of them came back alive.Not only did the person not come back, even the body was not found, and only a few puddles of blood remained at the scene.However, Stone still rushed to the scene in person, and carefully checked every plant, tree, stone and tile on the scene. The vegetation is silent, and the tiles and stones are silent, but they can tell you many things.For example, from a piece of chaotic grass, the stone can see the trace of a person falling to the ground in a fierce battle; according to the direction and range of the chaotic grass, the direction and strength of the falling knife can be judged; from the sword mark on a piece of wood , deduced the type, weight, and length of the weapon Feihua Luoxue used; and then analyzed the situation where several pieces of gravel were swept by the sword and burst, and roughly estimated her martial arts.Regarding Fei Hua Luo Xue's martial arts, Shi Shi's evaluation is consistent with one point, only four words: rare in the world.

Bai Jing lurks under the bamboo fence beside the road outside the door.Among the three killers sent, he was the youngest, only twenty years old, but he killed the most people among the three, according to his own calculation, no more, no less, just seven hundred and thirty plus half a person.Half a person means that this person was not killed by him, but was scared to death by him. It happened exactly one year and five hours after his debut, that is to say, on average, he would kill two people a day. Bai Jing has always believed that murder is a very sacred thing, and it must be counted clearly and clearly, not only to explain to the dead, but also to oneself.He said: Two people are not many at all, the blood of two people is only enough to drink the sword.

Bai Jing secretly admired, respected and sympathized with the target in the farmhouse.Killers are ruthless, and there is an unwritten unwritten rule, which is to accept money to do things, and never ask the employer the reason for the murder, let alone have a heart of compassion. However, this case was really a sensation, and almost everyone in the world knew about it.The ins and outs, even a person like Bai Jing who doesn't hear anything outside the window knows it. Originally, this was a story that happened almost every day in that dark era: the distant nephew of Chen Gelao, the richest and most powerful chief minister, raped a girl in the street in broad daylight, and the girl and her family sued out of the Yamen.

The result of such things is often the rape of heaven and chastity by power and money.Later, the government corpse gourd monk who judged the case judged the result of the gourd case: Chen Yanei was not guilty and was released in the lobby. This case and Chen Yanei's limelight quickly spread throughout the world.Just as the girl was looking for a rope to hang herself, Flying Flowers and Luoxue suddenly appeared, like a shooting star passing by, illuminating the dark night sky, and also like a ray of sunshine, pushing away layers of dark clouds and shining on the hazy land. Thus, what fell were the girl's grateful tears, and what flew out was the dirty black blood of Chen Yanei!

It's snowing and freezing, and it's freezing cold.At one point in the snow, the face and nose were as cold as if cut with a knife. The past, Ruxue's thoughts.Memories crept into my heart unstoppably, and the past came like the wind, and I couldn't shake it off. The target to be assassinated this time is not only known and understood, but also unforgettable, just like this lonely snowy night.Because, Feihua Luoxue is the person he has been secretly in love with all his life! Twenty years ago, on the top of the majestic Kunlun Mountains, they both studied under the great Confucian Wang Pingzi of a generation.Mr. Wang Pingzi is a generation of famous scholars and masters. He is famous all over the world but mysterious and unpredictable.Haven't even seen Mr.

When teaching, a thick curtain will hang down in front of the hall, and the teacher will give lectures behind the curtain.Even to teach martial arts, you hang a few pictures on the curtain, and then the teacher explains it. You only teach by words, not by example, so that you can think and understand by yourself. When my husband preaches and teaches, sometimes he utters an old voice, sometimes a female voice, and sometimes even a child's voice.So, until I graduated and left the mountain, I didn't figure out at all whether my husband was male, female, old, young, or how many people there were.

Once, a few students couldn't help it. After careful planning and preparation, they opened the curtain from several directions at the same time, only to find that there was nothing behind them, not a single person. Before they came back to their senses, a huge force suddenly pushed them out, and there was a sound of pat, pat, pat, and everyone's palms were red and swollen from the master's ruler. Since then, no one has dared to do it again. Many years later, I will never forget those days when the snowflakes were flying, the study and life that took pleasure in suffering, the hard training under the cold lamp, the sword test on the mountain top, and those days when I grew up without knowing it, and the beautiful In the hazy and youthful time, I can't forget that female classmate whose skin is as white as snow, that pair of angry little eyes, and that fluttering long skirt.

The first time I noticed flying flowers and falling snow was when Yidian and another student were cleaning the Chanyuan.The two of them were lazy, swept the floor carelessly, wiped the underside of the doors and windows, and thought it was over. That day, it was Feihualuoxue who checked the sanitation.She first carefully pointed out that there were several places on the floor that had not been cleaned, and then wiped the high part of the window sill with her hand, and her clean white hands were immediately covered with dust.Then, she showed them her hand: Huh, did you see it?There's so much dust, it's not wiped at all, right? Hands are a woman's second face. Her slender hands are warm and soft, very beautiful, round, smooth, yet delicate and dexterous. Even the dust on her hands can't stop her beauty and confidence. The glow that radiates. He had never looked at a woman's hand so closely and closely before. At that moment, he suddenly understood why the hand reflected a woman's true charm.He suddenly thought of a romantic, dignified and sad word Sushou!A pair of beautiful female hands is the love that can make a man devote his whole life to her. Clean the places that have not been cleaned.Feihua Luoxue's small eyes stared at them seriously: If they haven't been cleaned up, they should do cleaning for another seven days. As a result, I did cleaning for another seven days, because every time he deliberately left some places uncleaned, which made the students who were with him very dissatisfied, and several times said that he was irresponsible.A little heart but secretly happy.He was looking for an excuse to be with Fei Hua Luo Xue. Feihua Luoxue was also very angry, her small eyes became more and more serious, but she liked her more and more, and even thought her small eyes were cute. The winter of that year seemed particularly warm and affectionate. The days were peaceful and ordinary, winter passed, it was spring again, and in a blink of an eye it came to the spring test, which was the first time in a year when the brothers tried each other's swords, first they would compete in groups of two, and then communicate and evaluate each other. Maybe it's God's favor, and I'm assigned to a group with Flying Flowers and Luoxue.He was always restless, and when he should be looking at the sword, he was looking at people, and he was often killed by Feihua Luoxue, making him flustered.However, the strange thing is that his swordsmanship improved very quickly, and in the sword competition with other senior brothers, he even took the lead all the way, reached the top three, and became a veritable dark horse.Even a little bit strange to myself. At the end, the master commented on the results of the spring test. When he got to one point, he said: "One point's swordsmanship has improved a lot, because his heart is full of happiness!"Otherwise, why would he keep smiling from ear to ear all day long?Why is the expression on his face as bright as the sun? Some students started laughing.A little blushed like a pig's liver, and lowered his head. The husband asked him: Are you happy?Yi Yi nodded slightly, her voice was as small as a mosquito: Well, I am happy. Happiness produces miracles, and what I want to tell you today is such a truth.The gentleman's tone suddenly became very serious: the sword can kill or save people, only with love in the heart can one realize the truly invincible swordsmanship.Only the benevolent can be invincible. This sentence, I have always remembered it very clearly, and I have never forgotten it in my life. Life continued slowly, and for a long time afterwards, there was no chance to be with Fei Hua Luo Xue at all.He is good at everything, but he is not good at words, and he has never had the courage to confess. One day, my husband arranged for Xiaodian to go down the mountain alone to buy daily necessities.When I came back, it suddenly started to rain.Fearing that the items would get wet, he took off his shirt a bit and covered the baskets. With his muscular upper body exposed, he carried two baskets of things and walked up the mountain alone.Walking halfway up the mountain, I saw Feihua Luoxue walking down the stone ladder gracefully, holding a light red paper umbrella in his hand, like a cloud floating over.She came to give a bamboo hat to Yidian. The hometown of Feihua Luoxue is the water town of Jiangnan, which is famous for its small garden bridges, white walls and black tiles, and people who sleep on the river. It is full of clove-like sorrow and fragrance, and it is like a dream. Yidian suddenly thought of the cakes he bought for her, stopped quickly, took the things out of the basket, and handed them to her with a smirk. He bought it after walking twenty miles to the largest town far away from here, spending half a year's savings, and talking a lot of good things to a retired official.There is a chef in the official’s family from Jiangnanjuan, a century-old bakery in Hangzhou. All kinds of pastries are small and unique. White, red and green pastries are so small that they can be eaten in one bite. Feihua Luoxue was very happy, smiled slightly, carefully peeled off the wrapping paper, took a small bite, then carefully wiped the sesame seeds or osmanthus or bean paste left in the corner of his mouth with a face towel, then chewed carefully, slowly aftertaste .His expression was very intoxicated, as if he had returned to his hometown, the misty and rainy Jiangnan in March. Years later, I will occasionally think of the way she eats, reminisce about her soft words of Wu Nong, think of the warm afternoon on a rainy day, and think of the beautiful figure under the oil-paper umbrella. The last time I saw her was when we parted.It seems that I stepped onto the parting stage before I had time to prepare and feel melancholy, and it was time to say goodbye before I had time to confess my love. The hard and happy life on the snow-capped mountains, the harsh weather and the magnificence and majesty of nature, the students can't help but feel the smallness of the individual and the greatness of nature when they are in the snow-capped mountains. Will not be overwhelmed by the feasting?Is this luck, or misfortune?At this moment, at the junction of the snow-capped mountains and the rivers and lakes, the students were overwhelmed by their own tears.Before leaving, Feihua Luoxue gave a piece of embroidery that she hadn't finished yet, which she did overnight. As soon as you leave the mountain, you will be in the rivers and lakes.Jianghu, with a mind like a sea of ​​people, opened its doors to students. Hermitage. Yuan Mei asked curiously: Could it be that this embroidery was given by Feihua Luoxue? Yes.So, at that time, why didn't she finish embroidering? Mr. Du sighed: The girl's family's worries, I wanted to finish the embroidery at first, but when it came to parting, my heart was ups and downs and I couldn't calm down, so of course I couldn't finish it. Well, but, when was this embroidery patched up again? Mr. Du speaks eloquently Time is like running water, quietly passing by.In the flick of a finger, we have been separated for twenty years.Twenty years of time can change a person beyond recognition, and the shocking waves of the year have long since disappeared in the ordinary years. Is that gnat-headed and moth-browed Flying Flower and Luoxue still living well?Can you still vaguely recognize it?The only thing that is certain is that she is still so upright and brave, only asking right and wrong, not afraid of sacrifice, and regardless of consequences. Parting is for reunion, and reunion is for eternal parting. One swing of the sword, one stroke of the knife, is an eternal parting. What fell this time was not Feixue, but lover's tears and hero's blood! There is no choice at all.He didn't even dare to think about the consequences of betraying the organization. One point saw dealing with a traitor once, came back and vomited for a day.Bai Jing was very curious, and pestered him to ask what he saw. She took a long breath and closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to recall, and finally couldn't stand the pestering, so she had to say: Do you want to be a traitor? Bai Jing said: Of course not. In this life, you can be a robber, a thief, an assassin, or a killer, but you must never be a traitor.A little exhortation said. What if I did?Word for word: If you did, you'd regret being human! In order to deal with Feihualuoxue, they carefully prepared a plan, and took a beautiful code name for this plan called Xueji, which means that the sky is clear after the snow, and the land is white and clean. His knife must drink blood to return! After this snow, they will clean up the matter. The process of falling snowflakes is also the process of ascension of the soul. Flying flowers and falling snow will be like the dewdrops in the morning and the rainbow in the two queens, beautiful but short-lived, destined to drift away with the wind.