Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

#234 - Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night (Please Order)

The waiter holding the knife looked ordinary, no different from before.

But he had a knife in his hand.

The moment this crescent moon-like scimitar appeared in his hand, his entire demeanor underwent a tremendous change.

At that moment, he was no longer a waiter at the inn, but an unparalleled swordsman.

The Murong brothers looked at this person, at this knife, and remained silent for a long time.

"Do you recognize this knife?" the man asked.

"Anyone who practices swordsmanship would likely recognize this knife. It's just that it hasn't appeared for a long time," the Murong brothers said solemnly.

The man held the crescent scimitar and said, "Yes, it hasn't appeared for a long time."

The knife, which had not appeared for a long time, was not rusty; instead, it burst forth with terrifying sharpness in an instant.

"Thank you for your help, senior. May I ask if your surname is Ding?" the Murong brothers cupped their hands and asked.

The man holding the scimitar smiled, sheathing the blade, and he became ordinary again.

"Both surnamed Ding, both using knives, but the difference is vast. Now, I am just A'Ding, a waiter at this inn," Little Ding said to the Murong brothers.

The Murong brothers said seriously, "Why are you still A'Ding, senior?"

"Because I haven't grasped the true essence of the Divine Knife, I am still A'Ding," A'Ding said.

Looking at him, it was hard to tell his age, but he gave off a sense of loneliness and desolation.

The Murong brothers deeply understood this feeling. Even an unparalleled swordsman, when faced with a bottleneck that is difficult to cross, might never overcome it and thus fall into depravity.

At this moment, he felt Ning Qing's pulse and, finding that she had only fainted, revealed an embarrassed expression, saying, "Senior, I apologize, but I must excuse myself for a moment."

"May I ask where the outhouse is?"

A'Ding showed a slightly awkward and surprised expression.

The Murong brothers also felt embarrassed and quickly explained, "It's all that fat woman's fault; she's really about to squeeze the shit out of me."

A'Ding pointed to the right, and the Murong brothers quickly ran over, pulling up their pants.

But he immediately ran back, asking, "Senior, do you have any paper?"

"If not paper, then bamboo slips will do."

Hearing his words, A'Ding looked at him like he was a monster.

The Murong brothers went in a hurry and returned in a hurry, leaving the inn in a mess.

The Grave Robber Black Earth and Lei Lao San and others sat on the treetops not far away. Although they didn't have time to go deep into the battlefield to observe, they still found it enjoyable.

The saber light that cut the Ba Mountain Taoist into several pieces was enough for them to brag about for a year or two.

Not everyone has the opportunity to witness such a great battle.

In this battle, it was obvious that the Murong brothers had won.

Black Earth and Lei Lao San also broke out in cold sweats. The Murong brothers' swordsmanship was much higher than they had imagined, at least one or two stories higher. If they hadn't properly returned the knife and apologized at the time, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The inn was very quiet, and A'Ding had already started to clean up the tables and chairs.

As soon as the Murong brothers returned, he threw the Blood Shadow Mad Blade over.

The Murong brothers caught the knife, his eyes flickering.

He had sorted out his thoughts while taking a dump and had roughly guessed who this A'Ding was.

If his ancestor's "Twelvefold Spring Rain" had brought the Murong family to its peak, and could be called the "Number One Divine Knife Under Heaven" at that time, then after his ancestor's unfortunate death and the Murong family's decline, a swordsman surnamed Ding had taken over the title of "Number One Under Heaven."

And the Ding swordsman used a scimitar.

A crescent moon-like scimitar.

This knife could be called a true demonic knife, and the swordsmanship practiced by the Ding swordsman was also demonic.

That swordsman's surname was Ding, given name Sheng, and he could be called the most dazzling shooting star in the world of swordsmanship.

He went from being an unknown figure to the "Number One Demonic Knife Under Heaven" in an extremely short period of time, and thus he was as dazzling as a shooting star.

Even Duan Laomo, who had left a notorious name in just over a year, did not rise as quickly as he did.

Unfortunately, the price of this swordsmanship was becoming a demon. That knife was called the "One-Style Divine Knife Slash."

Once this one style of swordsmanship was unleashed, gods and ghosts could not stop it.

Ding Sheng had relied on this one knife to defeat Xie Dufeng, the Sword God of that time.

Unfortunately, after the demonic knife Ding Sheng became "Number One Under Heaven," he quickly fell into loneliness, indulging in wine and women every day, leaving behind many offspring.

Before long, he went mad and blew himself up in front of everyone in Lin'an.

It is said that he blew up several streets at that time, and the dust clouds floating in the air were like mushrooms.

With Ding Sheng's death, the crescent moon scimitar was snatched by various forces in the Jianghu. It is said that it finally fell into the hands of Ding Sheng's bloodline.

After that, the crescent moon scimitar was never as dazzling as when it was the "Number One Demonic Knife Under Heaven," but no one could forget this knife.

This demonic knife, which only occasionally appeared, was enough to amaze everyone.

The Murong brothers did not expect to see this knife tonight.

And to have their lives saved by this knife.

At this time, A'Ding asked, "Whose swordsmanship is better, yours or Duan Yun's?"

The Murong brothers pondered, "I'm afraid he's a little bit better than me."

"How much better?" A'Ding continued to ask.

The Murong brothers' expression became serious, saying, "If he only uses the knife, one story higher; if he combines the knife and sword, more than one and a half stories."

Hearing this answer, A'Ding couldn't help but sigh, "Truly, the younger generation is to be feared. With people like you in the world of swordsmanship, I won't feel lonely."

The Murong brothers looked at the still unconscious Ning Qing, puzzled, "Senior, I would like to ask you a question, why are they all looking for her?"

A'Ding looked at the unconscious woman, saying, "Haven't you heard of the Mingyu Palace?"

"Mingyu Palace!"

Hearing these three words, the Murong brothers' legs couldn't help but tremble.

The Mingyu Palace is a sect, but also a forbidden area in the Jianghu, and even a legend in the martial world.

Within the Mingyu Palace, all are beautiful women. They are always mysterious and rarely contact outsiders, but they are particularly petty. If anyone offends them, their entire family will basically be killed.

Once, a highly respected Jiangnan hero wanted to protect a family that had offended the Mingyu Palace, but that family, along with the Jiangnan hero's entire family of 453 people, were killed overnight.

It is said that at that time, the Jiangnan hero, whose swordsmanship could be ranked in the top ten of the world, only took three moves from Mingyu Palace's Second Palace Mistress, Mingxing, before dying violently.

No matter what Jiangnan hero you are, no matter what aristocratic family you are, it seems that in the eyes of the two Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace, you are all worthless.

This is also why the Mingyu Palace rarely takes action, but everyone fears them.

"She's from the Mingyu Palace? She lied to me," the Murong brothers said with a pale face.

"Actually, she didn't lie to you. The Mingyu Palace's 'Dream Leaving Great Art' can eliminate and tamper with people's memories," A'Ding explained.

"You should know that the Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace only like women, or rather, all the disciples of the entire Mingyu Palace are theirs."

Saying this, he looked at Ning Qing, saying, "Since she has inherited the 'Dream Leaving Great Art,' she is obviously one of the most favored women of the Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace. You must also know that those two women cannot live forever; they will choose an heir from their most favored women."

At this time, the Murong brothers had gradually come to their senses.

The Ba Mountain Taoist, the Shanxi Chimen, and the Qingni Nunnery, they wanted to get Ning Qing because she possessed the Mingyu Palace's "Dream Leaving Great Art."

Perhaps they had a feud with the Mingyu Palace, but they couldn't deal with the two Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace, and as long as they could crack the "Dream Leaving Great Art," they might be able to deal with the Mingyu Palace.

Or rather, even if they had no feud with the Mingyu Palace, this "Dream Leaving Great Art" was still a huge temptation.

And the two Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace, how should they be described? They are probably like two emperors, and the Mingyu Palace is full of women, and at the same time, these women are also their harem.

And Ning Qing happened to be one of the most promising women. She was planted with the "Dream Leaving Great Art," and once she "awakened," she would become the woman of the Palace Mistresses of the Mingyu Palace. If she could win among her peers, she could even become the heir of the Mingyu Palace.

Thinking of this, the Murong brothers' faces and hair turned green, saying, "No!"

A'Ding shook his head, "It is said that you are a devoted lover, and now it seems to be true. But I must remind you that this muddy water is not something you can wade into."

The Murong brothers looked painful, looking at A'Ding, wanting to say something but stopping.

A'Ding replied, "I know what you want to say. You and Duan Yun are now quite famous and have done many famous things, killing many experts. But compared to those two in the Mingyu Palace, you are still too tender."

"Believe me, if you want to deal with those two in the Mingyu Palace, unless you practice hard for ten years and have a fortuitous encounter that allows you to go up one or two more stories, and then encounter them when they are old, you will only have a 30% chance of winning."

The Murong brothers asked, "Senior, can't you do it either?"

"I said, I am still A'Ding, so I can't do it. For so many years, the only person in this world who could protect people from the Mingyu Palace was the Sword God Xie Dufeng. Unfortunately, Xie Dufeng is no longer here, and there is only one Xie Dufeng in this world," A'Ding replied.

When talking about Xie Dufeng, his eyes were filled with respect.

That Sword God, who had once been defeated by the crescent moon scimitar, had long become a high mountain that was difficult for them, the later owners of the crescent moon scimitar, to surpass.

At this time, Ning Qing opened her eyes and got up.

She looked at the Murong brothers, her eyes filled with tears, saying, "So that's how it is, no wonder I often have strange dreams, and sometimes I become very strong."

Saying this, she looked gratefully at the Murong brothers, saying, "Thank you, thank you for believing that I didn't lie to you. Although I still can't remember what the Mingyu Palace is, I know your difficulties.

Thank you for accompanying me here; you don't have to worry about me."

Saying this, Ning Qing sat down, as if waiting for death.

The atmosphere inside and outside the house was quiet, the air was a bit heavy, the night frost was heavy, and it was also very cold.

Ning Qing was trembling, and the last few yellow leaves on the white poplar tree outside the window, blown by the wind, fell fluttering down.

The Murong brothers suddenly stood up, took Ning Qing's hand, and said, "Come with me."

Ning Qing looked at the Murong brothers, her face in astonishment, saying, "I heard what Senior Ding said; I will kill you."

The Murong brothers held the Blood Shadow Mad Blade and suddenly laughed loudly, "Want me to die? Not so easy!"

"I once had five younger sisters who wanted to kill me, but they only found me after a year and a half. If I take you to escape, I can hide for at least two years."

"Two years."

Saying this, he looked at A'Ding, saying, "I believe in myself, and I believe in my friends; two years is enough!"

He was confident that he could go up another level in two years, and Duan Yun, hum hum...

Thinking of the scene where Duan Yun practiced the Twelvefold Spring Rain while shouting "Damn it! Damn it!" at night, he became even more confident.

No one is more promising than this guy!

At that time, they will definitely have the ability to protect themselves.

If it still doesn't work at that time, they can just continue to escape, or die.

He believes in himself, and he believes in his friends!

So the Murong brothers looked at Ning Qing, saying, "If you don't want to go back there, if you have feelings for me, then come with me."

Ning Qing looked at him, her eyes gradually showing radiance, excitedly saying, "I'll go with you!"

"Okay, then let's go!"

After that, the Murong brothers took Ning Qing and walked out firmly.

A'Ding looked at the two figures and suddenly smiled, laughing very loudly.

"Yes, yes, if you don't even have this much courage, what are you practicing swordsmanship for?"

"Kid, here's a gift for you!"

With a whoosh, a roll of red cloth flew out like a sharp arrow.

The Murong brothers caught it in their hand.

They saw a line of ink characters written on the red cloth—"Listening to the spring rain all night in the small building."

The Murong brothers held this roll of red cloth, unable to help but gratefully say, "Thank you, senior!"

Saying this, he left without the slightest hesitation.

The Blood Shadow Mad Blade was not sheathed and was very conspicuous in the night.

Duan Yun had no idea that the Murong brothers had encountered trouble.

Or rather, other than being deceived by women, Duan Yun was not too worried about the Murong brothers.

After all, the Murong brothers were also a well-known young hero. Unless they encountered a master like the Lord of the Nether Mountain Manor who could deal with them, they wouldn't crash.

Fortunately, there were not many masters of that level.

It could be said that it was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut for an old devil like the Murong brothers to send a fledgling girl to visit relatives.

Duan Yun was living a peaceful life in the Yuzhu Manor. These days, they were still discussing whether to dry more bacon.

Shen Ying said, "We should have more; maybe when the Murong brothers come back, they won't be alone."

Feng Ling'er looked at Ziyu and sarcastically said, "That's right, the person hasn't come back yet, but there's already one more."

Ziyu had been here for a few days and had gradually learned her way of speaking and adapted to the environment here.

She had even gradually accepted that this woman might have blood ties with her.

Duan Yun even found Ziyu somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Because she said she liked his cellar very much and said it was repaired with great taste.

Of course, his, Young Hero Duan's, cellar could not be an ordinary cellar!

This was not flattery because Ziyu had been sleeping in the cellar these days.

It's just that after nightfall, when "Qingyu" woke up, she would climb out and complain to Duan Yun about what the little bitch "Ziyu" had done that was shady, hiding in the cellar was shady.

Out of curiosity, Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Ziyu, when did your sister appear?"

Ziyu pondered, "She appeared very early."

"When I was little, I was always alone. I envied others who had older brothers or sisters. When I encountered difficulties, I would think, 'If only I had an older sister, she would tell me everything and help me.'

After that, I often dreamed of having a sister, but in my dreams, we were always arguing. Later on, she appeared more and more frequently."

Duan Yun pondered, "Can you be more specific? For example, when did she start appearing more and more frequently?"

Zi Yu replied, "It was when I was practicing swordsmanship. There was a period when I couldn't master the sword techniques, but my mother praised me for making rapid progress. Later, I found out that my sister was helping me."

"What sword technique were you practicing?" Feng Ling'er asked curiously.

"Moon-Hiding Shame-Light Sword," Zi Yu said.

Doctor Duan's worldly wisdom churned, and he thought to himself, "Moon-Hiding Shame-Light Sword? Moon-Hiding and Shame-Light, could it be like a adulterer and a adulteress, bah, like a sister and a younger sister, that's why it became like this."

Just as he was thinking about these things, suddenly, a loud suona sound rang out from the direction of the graveyard.

Duan Yun and the others couldn't help but look over, wondering, "Whose family has passed away? Such a grand spectacle."

Sorry for the late update, my cold hasn't fully recovered. Asking for votes at the beginning of the month.