[Shen Wang] Banana deer

Chapter 25

Shen Lang galloped on the mountain road with his horse, and the dust kicked up by the horse's hooves seemed to be urging him.

As soon as Wang Lianhua left, he got up and went back to Luoyang.He did not take the official road, but took a remote path, Wang Lianhua would definitely return to Luoyang, he was afraid of meeting him.

He didn't have to be afraid, but he had to be.

A question lingered in his mind, but the answer was already on the verge of coming out, but he still wanted to confirm it.

The paper left by Wang Lianhua was tucked into the lapel of his shirt and stuck to his heart. It said "Crescent moon floating on the sand, green waves reflected in red robe". He didn't know what it meant, and he couldn't think about it. It is tied in the air, floating like a rootless duckweed.

The south is warm, and the further north you go, the weather gets colder.

Shen Lang's horseshoe stepped into a deep bamboo forest. The bamboo forest was dense and stretched straight into the sky. The thin snow covered the slender green leaves, drooping low.

It is the first snowfall and the temperature is very low. The afterglow of the evening penetrates through the dense forest and shines on the scorched leaves on the ground. It is a dull sound when you step on it.

He tied up the horse, found an open space to sit down, took out the steamed buns, and ate them silently. The steamed buns were cold and hard, and they hung in the throat, making it difficult to swallow.

No matter how bad the taste of steamed buns was, it couldn't compare to the myriad of bitter tastes in his heart.

His eyes looked a little dark.

The new wind blows through the bamboo forest, and a few bamboo leaves fall quietly.

Shen Lang waved his hand in the air, a piece of green bamboo leaf was caught between his fingers, shaking in the wind, a few grains of snow on it were immediately blown away.

He put the bamboo leaves on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.

It is a light herbaceous smell, mixed with a few wisps of sweet powder aroma.

Bamboo leaves naturally do not have the fragrance of powder.

Shen Lang gently raised his hand, the soft thin leaf just now suddenly straightened, flew upwards, made a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and hit the billowing blue waves above his head that were pressing down on the snow.

After a clattering sound, dense green leaves fell from the sky, coming quickly, this is definitely not the state that leaves should be blown down by the wind.

These bamboo leaves seemed to have turned into countless thin and sharp knives, hitting the ground.

Shen Lang was still eating that cold and hard steamed bun, he didn't look up at all, but suddenly moved to the side.

The green leaf fell to the ground, inserted obliquely into the soil, and immediately returned to softness, twisted wantonly by the wind.

A person floated down from above the bamboo forest, light and slow, like a fallen leaf.But it is colorful fallen leaves.

The man had just started to float down, when three people came suddenly in the bamboo grove, carrying a soft bag.The footsteps of the three of them seemed not fast, but they had stepped into this clearing in the blink of an eye.

The person who floated down from above the bamboo forest happened to fall into the soft pocket, and nestled limply in it as if his bones had been taken away.That stable and leisurely posture, as if he has been sitting in that soft pocket, never moved half a bit.

Shen Lang finally swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns, took off the wine pouch at his waist, raised his head, and poured down a mouthful of Yunnan's local corn stuffing, which tasted sweet and mellow.

When he raised his eyes to look at the four people, a clear glow suddenly appeared in his eyes that had been dim just now, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing an extremely confident smile.

The person sitting in the soft pocket is a very thin man, who doesn't seem to be tall. He wears a white tall hat and a thick and complicated robe. It is as if all the colors in the world are piled up on the body.

His makeup is even weirder.

Yes, he put on makeup like a woman, very thick, his face was as white as flour, his cheeks were painted with bright red rouge, his lips were also carefully painted red, and cinnabar was dotted between his eyebrows.It looks funny and spooky.But his expression was unbelievably arrogant, as if he should be dressed like this for granted.

Shen Lang knew the three people carrying the soft pockets.They are three of the six fat cockroaches in Yicuilou, and the other three may have died under Wang Lianhua's cockroaches.

The white hand appeared in front of his eyes, blocking the knife for him, and his heart began to ache again.

At this time, the person sitting in the soft pocket had already asked: "You are Shen Lang" His voice was extremely uncoordinated with his appearance, rough and hoarse, it sounded unspeakably uncomfortable, but his tone was leisurely.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "Your Excellency, why bother to ask more questions."

The man asked, "Where did Wang Lianhua go?"

Shen Lang said: "Does Wang Lianhua have to be with Shen Lang?"

The man said indifferently: "Didn't he save you before and killed three female Bodhisattvas under my command?"

Shen Lang said with a smile: "If it weren't for your Bodhisattva's sword skills being so good, he wouldn't have resorted to that last resort."

The man snorted coldly, "I heard that Shen Lang is the No.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to try, Your Excellency?"

The man said: "I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges in the present. Actually, I don't want to do more evil. It's just that I have a request for that monster named Duan, so I must kill you."

"The Monster Surnamed Duan"

"Even if you die, I'm afraid you don't know why you died. He is such a monster. He kills people when he wants to, and does whatever he wants. His heart is blacker than coke. Nothing in this world can kill him. Hold on, nothing."

Shen Lang said: "In this case, why is he obsessed with killing me? You must be a member of the theater troupe. The monster you are talking about is Duan Feng. If I guessed correctly, you should be a part of the theater troupe. "

Su Jianke said: "My name is Su Jianke, I never feel that I am the devil's subordinate, we are just using each other.

Shen Lang said with a smile: "After fighting with Your Excellency's female bodhisattvas that day, Wang Lianhua once told me that the martial arts methods of several of you are like a school that disappeared 15 years ago."

"Oh" he seemed very interested, "what kind of sect?"

Shen Lang said: "Seven Hearts School."

Su Jianke raised his eyebrows slightly, "Wang Lianhua still has such eyesight."

Shen Lang said with a smile: "I'm afraid there are not many people who are more familiar with the martial arts of various sects and sects in the world than him."

Su Jianke sneered and said, "That's right, I'm from the Seven Hearts Sect. So what?"

Shen Lang said: "I just happen to know the life history of Happy Wang Chai Yuguan. I know that before he became famous, he studied art in the Qixin School for ten years. At that time, his name was not Chai Yuguan, but Chai Li."

Su Jianke stared at him, but did not answer.

Shen Lang said: "Seven Hearts Sect has disappeared for many years, and it is unlikely that you are his elder at your age. If my guess is correct, you must be brothers with Chai Yuguan, and you are both disciples of Seven Hearts."

Su Jianke breathed out his nostrils, and snorted coldly, "You seem to know more than I imagined."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Perhaps there will be more."

Su Jianke said coldly: "Very good, let's continue."

Shen Lang said: "Duan Feng is also your brother. He wanted to kill me because he believed that I killed Chai Yuguan. He didn't kill Wang Lianhua because Wang Lianhua was Chai Yuguan's son. Maybe , he has a very deep relationship with Chai Yuguan."

Su Jianke said: "Shen Lang is worthy of being Shen Lang."

Shen Lang continued: "I also guessed one more thing, why you dress yourself up like this is because you have a woman in your heart, maybe also an old friend of yours, you used to draw eyebrows, apply powder, and paint for her. Gill, you miss her because you entrust your thoughts in this way, just because you have completely lost her."

Su Jianke slammed on the armrest of the soft pocket, with an angry look on his face, hissed: "I didn't, I didn't lose her, I was still looking for her, it was Duan Feng, the devil, who hid her. "

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, "It turns out that the reason you work for Duan Feng is to find someone."

Su Jianke laughed suddenly. When he laughed, he looked weird, and the twisting of his cheek muscles seemed to be twitching out of order.

"The knuckles of your fingers are strong, and your fingertips are covered with calluses. You use a sword." His gaze was on Shen Lang's hand hanging by his leg.

Shen Lang said: "I can use a sword."

"It can be used." Su Jianke obviously didn't expect him to say that.

Shen Lang smiled slightly, with a sense of laziness, but there was a kind of self-confidence that could not be ignored, "It can be used, or it can not be used."

Su Jianke snorted coldly: "What a big tone."

Shen Lang asked back: "You also use a sword"

Su Jianke raised his hand, and suddenly there was a sharp sword in his palm. The blade was extremely narrow, reflecting the snow light, emitting a faint green light, and the sound of unsheathing was clear, like a dragon's chant.

Shen Lang couldn't help but blurted out praise: "Good sword."

Su Jianke said indifferently: "This sword is called Spirit Snake. It is made of black iron from beyond the sky. It is four feet and three inches long, weighs two catties and a tael, is as thin as a cicada's wing, tough as gold and stone, and cuts iron like mud. Where's your sword? "

Shen Lang jumped up, and when he fell, he already had a slender bamboo branch in his hand, and a cluster of leaves grew naturally on the branch.In this midwinter season, the edges of the leaves are a little curled and scorched.

He said: "The name of this sword is Green Bamboo. It is born by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon. It is three feet and one inch long and weighs one catty and two liang.

Su Jianke laughed loudly, "You are so tenacious and indomitable. He really is the No. 1 hero in the world, Shen Lang. The green bamboo is very suitable for the spirit snake. If you die, I will really feel a little bit sad."

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Then why don't we just let it go?"

"This is not possible, because I have promised Duan Feng that I will do my best to kill you, and I always do what I say."

"Very well, it seems that this battle is inevitable."

"Okay." Su Jianke shouted, and suddenly bounced up from his soft pocket. The man who was just like a soft-skinned snake suddenly became radiant, energetic, and his eyes were shining.

He jumped up from the soft pocket, stretched two feet, the Spirit Snake Sword also trembled, piercing out from top to bottom.

The Spirit Snake Sword is soft, slender, and sharp. The sun is shining from among the bamboo leaves, and the spots are mottled.The sword edge is faint, full of majestic sword energy.

Su Jianke jumped up and volleyed down like an eagle flapping its wings.

Shen Lang smiled faintly, calmly and lazily, his eyes seemed to be open or closed, as if he hadn't seen such a sharp sword that was stabbing towards him at all.

The sword's light is like weaving, covering the sky and the earth. This sword technique is really the best in the world.

The spirit snake was getting closer and closer, but Shen Lang still didn't move, until the point of the sword was only three feet away from Shen Lang's face, Shen Lang suddenly moved.

His green bamboo suddenly pierced into the gorgeous sword light, and the fluffy green leaves on the tip of the green bamboo exploded with a bang, drifting away like fine snow, and falling down again.

Su Jianke suddenly opened his eyes wide, circled the sword tighter, and shook it harder, the silver-white sword light almost turned into a bright moon.The rustling green leaves blocked his sight from time to time, but his sword didn't slow down by half, and the attack became more and more fierce instead.

The more unfavorable it is, the more we must attack.

A bamboo leaf flashed in front of him, and at the moment when his vision was blocked, Shen Lang suddenly disappeared.

Where did Shen Lang go?

Su Jianke's sword light condensed, and his whole body was tense, motionless, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture.

The masters compete, only in an instant.At this moment, as long as one moves, the flaw will be revealed, so it is the best policy to be as immobile as a mountain.

Although Su Jianke didn't move, he felt the green bamboo sword energy surrounding him, and the sharp edge seemed to be approaching his back.He thought that his skills had reached perfection, but when he met this young man, he once again deeply realized the meaning of the phrase "green hills outside mountains, buildings outside buildings".

This young man's internal energy was really terrifyingly high, he disappeared suddenly, and he couldn't feel his aura anymore.

He heard that in the Central Plains Jianghu, only Wang Lianhua can stand shoulder to shoulder with Shen Lang.Wang Lianhua broke through his boundless saber array, which made him feel that he was not sure of victory, but at this moment, he found that Shen Lang's martial arts were actually higher than Wang Lianhua's.

There was cold sweat on Su Jianke's forehead, and he could no longer stand still.He suddenly couldn't feel any murderous sword intent.

Wouldn't it be a hundred times more terrifying to not feel it than to have it in all directions.

He clenched the spirit snake tightly, tapped his toes, and suddenly rolled backwards, sweeping three feet.As soon as he landed, his figure immediately rose again, and he must not show any flaws.He kept jumping up and down in this forest clearing, his sword light was like water, one move after another, the dance was airtight, without gaps, but where did Shen Lang go?

Su Jianke was terrified. After dancing for a while, he felt his wrists swell and his strength weakened. He knew that at this moment, he had already tried his best to hold on.

With a thought in his mind, he pretended to be exhausted, and the middle door opened wide, revealing a gap.He expected that Shen Lang would make a move, and when Shen Lang made a move, he could use all his strength to make the last sword strike to finish off this terrifying opponent.

Thinking about it, he actually felt a little sad in his heart. This young man is indeed the number one master he has ever seen in his life.

Su Jianke showed his gap, and Shen Lang really made a move.

Suddenly, he flipped from the back to the front of the swordsman Su. In fact, he had been sitting behind the swordsman Su all the time, but because his lightness kung fu was too high, he was always one step ahead of the swordsman Su.

His green bamboo has already pierced out, the coming is not fast, even a little leisurely, the sharpness of the green bamboo pierces a green leaf that is leisurely falling to the ground.

Seeing that Shen Lang had fallen for the scheme, Su Jianke exhausted all his strength and stabbed out the last sword. The spirit snake radiated bright light and was as fast as lightning, piercing Shen Lang's throat.

Shen Lang's green bamboo is shorter than Su Jianke's spirit snake, and his sword is also slower than the spirit snake.It seems to be doomed to fail.

Just when the spirit snake was about to pierce Shen Lang's throat, a bamboo leaf suddenly flew out from the green bamboo, and the castration was swift.Row towards the old swordsman's throat.

With a squeak, the spirit snake condensed, and the green bamboo was still.

Su Jianke's throat suddenly seeped a line of blood, and he stared at Shen Lang with horror and fear, more inconceivable.

The three fat women couldn't help exclaiming, and they wanted to put down their soft pockets and rushed forward.Su Jianke raised his hand to stop the three of them, and the three fat women looked at each other in dismay, holding their feet resentfully.

Su Jianke stared at Shen Lang, as if he wanted to see something extraordinary from him. After a while, he suddenly clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, what a good boy, blue is better than blue." I'm willing to bow down. You actually used a branch of green bamboo to break my exquisite cup snake phantom. But, I didn't expect that you could kill me just now, but didn't kill me. You know, if I don't take the initiative to stop, you will have to kill me. I can't die."

Shen Lang threw the green bamboo to the ground and said with a smile, "You will definitely stop."

Su Jianke widened his eyes and asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Shen Lang said lightly: "Because you have run out of strength, this move is already a sure-fire move."

Su Jianke's expression changed a few times, and he finally regained his complete calm. He didn't care about the wound on his neck, jumped lightly, and fell into the soft pocket again, turning into that boneless dead skin snake again, as if just now It was not this person who was holding the spirit snake and making exquisite sword moves.

He casually raised his hand and said, "Let's not spend today, we will meet later."

The three fat women understood, turned around with their soft bags in their hands, and were about to leave.

Shen Lang suddenly landed in front of the four of them.

Su Jianke said coldly: "What does Shen Daxia mean?"

Shen Lang laughed and said, "I'm not going to kill you, but I have something to ask you."

Su Jianke squinted his eyes and looked at the young man carefully. He only felt that no matter what he did or said, he was always unexpected and elusive. "What do you want to ask?"

Shen Lang said: "Do you know banana deer?"

Su Jianke said: "The banana deer is Duan Feng's unique secret poison. I know Wang Lianhua has fallen for the banana deer, but, haven't you already been to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain? Could it be that you didn't get the Snow Mountain Youtan? Eliminate all poisons."

Shen Lang said: "I got it."

Su Jianke asked suspiciously: "Then why do you still ask about the banana deer?"

Shen Lang lowered his eyes, his heart began to ache, it was an unspeakable pain, his voice suddenly became low and deep, "Because he didn't take You Tan at all."

Su Jianke wanted to ask why, but he didn't ask. The young man in front of him was still calm and almost emotionless, but he seemed to have felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart. The self-confidence that came from him, the inherent freedom and wantonness of young people have all disappeared.

Su Jianke stared at him for a moment, then said: "If there is no You Tan, then we can only go to Duan Feng."

Shen Lang suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes seemed to be flickering, "Can you tell me how to find Duan Feng?"

Su Jianke said: "Duan Feng is a monster, and he is also a monster with amazing talents. Not only is he very familiar with all kinds of martial arts, he can be regarded as proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and he has the ability to poison and make poison. He is superb, and is also good at disguise. No one can see the person who has been disguised by his skillful hands. Although your martial arts are superb, it is not easy to fight him."

His description can't help but remind Shen Lang of Wang Lianhua, the two of them sound so similar.

"How can I find him?" Shen Lang asked again, as if emphasizing.

"No one can find him, only he came to you on his own initiative."

"If I have to find him."

Su Jianke narrowed his eyes, "You want to find an antidote for Wang Lianhua? Can I ask you a question instead."

"If senior is willing to tell me how to find Duan Feng, I will know everything."

"Are you and Wang Lianhua enemies or friends?"

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I already owe him too much."

Su Jianke seemed to have a feeling, so he stopped asking, and said: "Let me tell you one more thing. On the day of Qingming, Duan Feng will gather with his subordinates, Shengdan Jingchou and others. Don't ask me where Where, I won't tell you." After he finished speaking, he lightly tapped the armrest of the soft bag, and the three fat women didn't stop, and walked quickly towards the depths of the jungle.