IJWTPGQ :: Volume #9

#884: 3,000 swords intent

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„What sword technique is this?” Zhou Wen looks that the white clothing person asked. “这是什么剑法？”周文看着白衣人问道。 He had no interest regarding sword technique of white clothing person before, only wants to remember sword technique, lets the method that the white clothing person told him to leave, therefore this sword technique was what name had not even asked. 他之前对于白衣人的剑法没什么兴趣,只想记住剑法,让白衣人告诉他离开的方法,所以连这剑法是什么名字都没有问。 Now Zhou Wen actually has to take seriously this set of sword technique that seems like not an eye, because he does not have the self-confident telling white clothing person of means like start, he remembered sword technique. 现在周文却不得不重视这套看起来并不怎么起眼的剑法了,因为他已经没办法像开始那样自信的告诉白衣人,他记住了剑法。 „Without the well-known character, you thought that it is anything, it names.” The white clothing person said. “没有名字,你觉得它是什么,它就叫什么名字。”白衣人说道。 Zhou Wen knits the brows to look at the white clothing person, long time has not spoken, although has thought, the white clothing person not the method that is possible easily to tell him to leave, but the strangeness of this sword technique, actually surpassed his imagination. 周文皱眉看着白衣人,半晌没有说话,虽然早就想到,白衣人不可能这么轻易告诉他离开的方法,不过这剑法的诡异,却超过了他的想象。 „Wants me to give you to demonstrate one again?” The white clothing person smilingly looks at Zhou Wen to ask. “要我再给你演示一遍吗？”白衣人笑眯眯的看着周文问道。 „Does not use.” Zhou Wen shakes the head, in the hand takes the sword gesture, simultaneously recalls 13 type sword technique of white clothing person unceasingly. “不用了。”周文摇了摇头,手中拿着剑比划,同时不断回忆白衣人的十三式剑法。 sword technique of white clothing person seems has the inexhaustible change to be the same, Zhou Wen recalls each time differently, for successive several days, Zhou Wen unceasing recollection, unceasing with sword gesture, actually no result. 白衣人的剑法好似拥有无穷无尽变化一样,周文每次回忆都不一样,连续几天,周文都在不断的回忆,不断的用剑比划,却没有什么结果。 Present Zhou Wen, in the eye has covered entirely the blood threads, like being bewitched general. 现在的周文,眼中已经布满了血丝,如同着了魔一般。 Under the clean moonlight, the white clothing person sits under the peach blossom tree, looks at Zhou Wen to practice the sword, while is holding appreciatively the wine glass in hand, muttered: „In the world this safe/without matter, much ado about nothing it, why bother come.” 干净的月光下,白衣人坐在桃花树下,一边看着周文练剑,一边把玩着手中的酒杯,喃喃自语道:“世上本无事,庸人自扰之,何苦来哉。” Saying, the white clothing person is drinking to the moon/month, in the liquor the cup tosses down. 说着,白衣人对月而饮,将杯中之酒一饮而尽。 The mountain stream under moonlight, is producing an inverted image the form of white clothing person, form that but that reflects, is actually not the handsome handsome man, but is a skeleton in rags. 月光下的溪水,倒映着白衣人的身影,可是那倒映的身影,却不是翩翩美男子,而是一具衣衫褴褛的骷髅。 Also in two days, Zhou Wen has been similar to become a demon generally, sits stares blankly under the peach blossom tree, blood red that the eyes have changed, the condition of whole person is not good. 又过了两天,周文已经如同入魔了一般,坐在桃花树下发楞,双眼已经变的血红,整个人的状态都非常不好。 Ya'er still clever following side Zhou Wen, did not speak does not disturb Zhou Wen. 芽儿依然乖巧的跟在周文身边,不说话也不打扰周文。 The dim light of night arrives at the mountain valley again, the white clothing person appears under the peach blossom tree, he looks at become a demon general Zhou Wen, in the eye is glittering the strange brilliance, then looked that to sat in Zhou Wen nearby Ya'er: „Does little miss, you want to study sword technique?” 夜色再次降临山谷,白衣人又出现在桃花树下,他看着入魔一般的周文,眼中闪烁着奇异的光彩,然后看向了坐在周文旁边的芽儿:“小姑娘,你想学剑法吗？” Ya'er looks at the white clothing person unemotionally, no response, seeming cannot understand him to speak to be the same. 芽儿面无表情地看着白衣人,没有一点反应,好似是听不懂他说话一样。 „Is he your father? It seems like your father's memory is poor, including such simple sword technique, studied so many days unable to remember, I thought you to am smart, was your words, should quick be able to learn, when the time comes can lead your father to leave together.” The white clothing person said to Ya'er. “他是你的父亲吗？看来你父亲的记忆力不怎么好,连这么简单的剑法,学了那么多天都记不住,我看你到是聪明伶俐,是你的话,应该很快就能够学会,到时候就可以带着你的父亲一起离开了。”白衣人对芽儿说道。 Ya'er visits him unemotionally, still no least bit response. 芽儿还是面无表情地看着他,依然没有半点反应。 „, You are so young, feared that has not known anything is a sword, study, is not delivered you to extricate by me personally, is ordinary with your father, forever stays in this worry-free place.” The white clothing person thought aloud. “也罢,你还这么小,怕是还不知道什么是剑,不学也罢,就由我亲自送你解脱,与你父亲一般,永远留在这无忧无虑的地方吧。”白衣人自言自语道。 Saying, the white clothing person stood, in the hand is grasping the bamboo flute, walks toward Ya'er step by step. 说着,白衣人站了起来,手中握着竹笛,一步步向着芽儿走去。 When he soon arrives at side Ya'er, the bamboo flute in hand like the sword's edge common thorn to the heart of Ya'er. 在他快要走到芽儿身边的时候,手中的竹笛如同剑刃一般刺向了芽儿的心脏。 Dāng! 当！ blade light flashes, the bamboo flute in white clothing person hand was hewn instantaneously two sections, Zhou Wen grasped bamboo blade, the person actually stood, coldly is staring at the white clothing person. 刀光一闪,白衣人手中的竹笛瞬间被削成了两截,周文手握竹刀,人却站了起来,冷冷地盯着白衣人。 „How possibly?” The white clothing person looks at Zhou Wen dumbfoundedly, probably damn is the same. “怎么可能？”白衣人目瞪口呆地看着周文,像是见了鬼一样。 „Your sword technique, I have remembered.” Zhou Wen grasps bamboo blade, stares at the white clothing person to say. “你的剑法,我已经记住了。”周文手握竹刀,盯着白衣人说道。 „Is impossible, you are impossible to remember.” The white clothing person does not believe that Zhou Wen said. “不可能,你不可能记得住。”白衣人根本不相信周文所说。 „Why is impossible?” The blood threads in Zhou Wen eye is retreating slowly, bamboo blade in hand also aimed at the white clothing person. “为什么不可能？”周文眼中的血丝正在慢慢退去,手中的竹刀也指向了白衣人。 „Because......” white clothing person could not speak. “因为……”白衣人却说不出话来。 „Because that is not 13 type sword technique, but is 3,000 swords intent gathers, I recall every time one time, will feel different sword intent, my memory even again good, impossible 3,000 swords intent to write down completely right?” Zhou Wen said. “因为那根本就不是十三式剑法,而是三千剑意所聚,我每回忆一次,就会感受到一种不同的剑意,我的记忆力就算再好,也不可能把三千剑意全部都记下来对吗？”周文说道。 „Good, that is not sword technique that human can learn, you have not fallen into endless sword intent Samsara unexpectedly, to is some skills. However was a pity very much, you cannot learn my sword technique, is not naturally able to leave here, must die eventually here, but dies the difference that early dies late.” The white clothing person said. “不错,那本就不是人类能够学会的剑法,你竟然没有陷入无尽的剑意轮回之中,到是有些本事。不过很可惜,你没能学会我的剑法,自然也就无法离开这里,终究还是要死在这里,只是早死晚死的差别而已。”白衣人说道。 „Who said that I haven't learned?” Zhou Wen said lightly. “谁说我没有学会？”周文淡淡地说道。 „You said again anything is useless, meeting that you are impossible to study.” The white clothing person said. “你再说什么都没用,你不可能学的会。”白衣人说道。 „You favored.” Zhou Wen with sword belt sword, a sword thorn to that white clothing person, before white clothing person, demonstrates sword technique hand first. “那你就看好了。”周文以刀代剑,一剑刺向了那白衣人,正是白衣人之前所演示剑法的起手第一式。 The white clothing person somewhat is slightly surprised, the figure draws back fast floating, is Zhou Wen’s sword technique actually continuous putting forth, used sword technique that the white clothing person demonstrated in a minute, is exactly the same as sword technique that the white clothing person used, exactly right. 白衣人微微有些惊讶,身形快速飘退,可是周文的剑法却连绵不绝的使出,片刻间就把白衣人演示的剑法用了一遍,与白衣人所用的剑法一模一样,分毫不差。 „Is only this? Then I very regrettable told you, you have not learned my sword technique.” The white clothing person sneers was saying. “只是这样而已吗？那么我很遗憾的告诉你,你并没有学会我的剑法。”白衣人冷笑着说道。 Zhou Wen did not speak , to continue to use sword technique, a sword met a sword, sword move like the Yangtze River river billowing, from time to time was verve, from time to time was lively, after every 13 types, the sword technique style will have a transformation. 周文却不说话,继续使用剑法,一剑接一剑,剑招如同长江大河般滚滚而出,时而刚猛,时而轻快,每十三式之后,剑法的风格就会有一次转变。 „Not...... impossible......” white clothing portrait thought of anything, but cannot believe completely, the expression on face kneaded together, suspicion, unable to believe and so on mood panic-stricken. “不……不可能的……”白衣人像是想到了什么,可是又完全不能置信,脸上的表情揉和了惊恐、怀疑、不能置信等等情绪。 But Zhou Wen’s sword technique is actually still continuing, he oneself had recalled sword technique, one by one used, moreover defers to the smooth exactly right use. 可是周文的剑法却还在继续,他把自己曾经回忆过的剑法,一一都使用了出来,而且还是按照顺序分毫不差的使用出来。 „How possibly not possibly to have this matter...... how...... 3,000 swords intent...... you possibly remember completely......” the look on white clothing face already the fierce distortion that changes, absolutely did not have the previous elegance and natural. “怎么可能有这种事……不可能的……三千剑意……你怎么可能全部都记下来……”白衣人脸上的神色已经变的狰狞扭曲,完全没有了先前的飘逸和潇洒。 „Other I anything merit of does not have, the only merit is also enough concentration, can remember thing that some others cannot remember, 3000 sword intent are truly difficult to record, but I remembered.” Zhou Wen unceasing putting forth sword move. “我这人别的什么优点没有,唯一的优点也就是足够专注,能够记住一些别人记不住的东西,三千种剑意确实很难记,但我还是记住了。”周文不断的使出剑招。 As Zhou Wen’s sword move changes, all around space as if had the distortion and change, the original beautiful mountain valley gradually turned everywhere is the deadwood burnt wood ruins. 而随着周文的剑招变化,四周的空间似乎都产生了扭曲和变化,原本的美丽山谷渐渐变成了到处都是枯枝焦木的废墟。 That natural elegant white clothing person, gradually turned into a skeleton in rags. 那潇洒飘逸的白衣人,也渐渐变成了一个衣衫褴褛的骷髅。 After Zhou Wen demonstrated all sword technique, that skeleton drops down dejected, by seemed like struck by lightning to be the same, does not have the branches and leaves, the tree trunk is on a piece of burned black peach tree tree trunk. 当周文把所有的剑法都演示了一遍之后,那骷髅颓然倒下,靠在了像是被雷劈过去一样,早已经没有了枝叶,树身更是一片焦黑的桃树树干上。 „Impossible...... some impossible people to record not possibly lives in............” skeleton still to mutter, probably is bewitched general, finally its eye fire of soul is put out gradually, changed does not have the half a point vitality/angry again. “不可能……不可能有人记的住……不可能……”骷髅还在喃喃自语,像是着了魔一般,最后它眼中的灵魂之火渐渐熄灭,变的再也没有半分生气。 The Zhou Wen vision looks out in all directions, discovered this mountain valley before him appearance that sees already completely different, everywhere is scorched earth, where has what Peach Blossom Spring, radically is a dead territory. 周文目光四望,发现这山谷与他之前见的模样已经完全不同,到处都是一片焦土,哪里有什么桃花源,根本就是一片死域。 In that small stream, the disappearing least bit mountain stream, everywhere has been the dense white bones, like the river of Hell white bones. 那条小溪之中,早已经不见了半点溪水,到处都是森森白骨,如同一条地狱白骨之河。 :.: :。:
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