In February, a tropical storm from the South Pacific made the Star Ferry Pier unstable.
Uncle Ming sat on the edge of the railing, holding a cigarette in his mouth and frowning.
“It’s almost Chinese New Year and there’s still a typhoon. I’ve never seen it in all my years.”
Nahanao sat aside and touched his nose, "The weather this year is indeed very abnormal. It's probably the so-called El Niño phenomenon."
"El Niño? What is that?"
Uncle Ming's eyes looked at Caihuaxiong under the reflective lenses of his glasses, "Is this what the ghost professor from the university said again?"
"Absolutely."
Nahanao scratched his thigh, "El Niño phenomenon means the occurrence of extreme and abnormal weather and climate, such as snow in summer, typhoons in winter, and the climate is chaotic and unpredictable."
"That's it."
Uncle Ming thought thoughtfully, "I understand when you say it like this. It's probably because the dragon veins have changed, so we are also affected here. The wind and rain are irregular."
"Well, what happened outside the customs can still affect the south? This is a bit far away." Naohan Xiong was inevitably doubtful.
"So I usually ask you to study more."
Uncle Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Feng shui is good, and one thing has always affected the whole body. If you change the position of an ornament in the bedroom, maybe something big will happen in your company tomorrow."
"I don't want to open a company." Nao Hanaxiong muttered softly.
Lin Hu sat aside and didn't interrupt, just laughing.
The three of them chatted for a while, and finally a boat appeared in the wind and waves. At first it was a small black dot, like a bug in a rice bag, and then it turned into a small bean. Suddenly the boat grew bigger and turned into a sharp arrow. Break through the raging waves and come to the port.
"It's the Black Widow."
Nahanao stood up.
Uncle Ming also threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground and stared at the sea.
Compared with three months ago, the Black Widow looked much dilapidated. The hull was covered with patches of different colors. Even the mast seemed to be shorter and had obviously been broken.
This gave Uncle Ming a bad premonition.
At this time, there are no boatmen working on the berths at the dock to help ships enter the port.
"Let me do it."
Lin Hu put on his raincoat, walked to the edge of the berth, and waved the lantern in his hand at the approaching Black Widow. After a while, the ship turned around and came towards Lin Hu.
After swaying closer, the sea dog on the bow of the ship threw the cable over dozens of meters away despite the wind and rain.
In such a storm, only he has the strength to do it.
Lin Hu was not hesitant. He took the cable and made a muffled sound. The dozens of meters of rope were stretched straight with a flick of his wrist.
Then, under his tug, the Black Widow slowly drove towards the port.
Finally, the bow of the ship lightly hit the berth, and a sampan was lowered.
"Long time no see."
The fur seal was on the bow of the boat, opening its mouth and pouring rainwater into it.
Uncle Ming held an umbrella and nodded at him as a greeting.
Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the rain curtain, and a bright light flashed behind Uncle Ming's fogged lenses.
Yin Xiu held an umbrella and walked behind Ma Xiaoyu, with one hand vaguely attached to the back of her waist, as if to protect her and prevent Ma Xiaoyu from falling off the board.
However, the distance seemed too close, so when Ma Xiaoyu saw Uncle Ming looking towards her, she couldn't help but blush, coughed twice, and slightly distanced herself from Yin Xiu.
Yin Xiu was calm and composed, waving to Uncle Ming, "I'm back."
Uncle Ming looked at Yin Xiu and felt that he had a different aura than before, full of vague pressure.
However, he was also happy that his apprentice was back, and he couldn't help but have a smile on his lips, "Sai Zai, it's windy and rainy as soon as you come back. This is not a good sign."
Yin Xiu said helplessly: "Who would have thought that there would still be a No. 8 typhoon signal in February?"
"This is called El Niño, well..."
Uncle Ming lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally said: "It means the wind is blowing hard, the rain is heavy, everything is heavy."
"That's it."
Yin Xiu nodded, and before he could flatter Uncle Ming a few more words, he was hugged by the excited Cai Huaxiong. The special smell of machine oil mixed with sweat made Yin Xiu speechless.
"Let's get out of the way first and ask others to come down."
Yin Xiu said perfunctorily.
However, behind them, Liu Banxian and Ren Qi also walked down holding an umbrella.
When he saw Ren Qi at the end of the team, Uncle Ming felt as if his eyes were pricked, and then he realized what changes had happened to Yin Xiu.
Lin Hu knew better because he was a martial arts practitioner and had seen the high mountains of martial arts.
From Ren Qi and Yin Xiu, he saw the mountains and himself.
I couldn't help but think that when he entered the seventh level of the Profound Entrance at his age, he was naturally as fast as a shooting star in the eyes of others. However, compared with Yin Xiu and Ren Qiyi, it was much slower.
Fortunately for Ren Qi, after all, when they first met, Lin Hu was defeated by his sword, and he already knew that he was a strong man at the ninth level of Xuan Guan. From the beginning to the end, Lin Hu failed to take his sword. Seeing such a strong man in martial arts Going one step further, Lin Hu could only sigh and feel no frustration.
As for Yin Xiu, he did not have such a terrifying state before, but in less than a year, he was already a strong man in the synaesthesia state. Such speed could not help but make Lin Hu ashamed.
However, this kind of loss only passed by in a flash, and what was left was only admiration for Yin Xiu and Ren Qi's rapid progress, and the joy of seeing them back safely.
Because as a warrior, the only mountain you have to climb is yourself, not others.
When practicing martial arts, you should always compete with yourself, not with others.
"Thank you for your hard work."
Yin Xiu patted him on the shoulder. There was no need for any kind of greeting between him and Lin Hu. Just a plain greeting was enough.
As for Ren Qi and Lin Hu, they had nothing to say. It was just a glance and both sides understood each other.
"I brought the car over, everyone, get in the car."
Lin Hu led the way.
The most anxious person at this time was Liu Banxian, who was walking at the front.
Although their trip was not a slow one, it was not in a hurry. They could park between ports and rest for a few days, but their return from outside the customs was as fast as an arrow.
Except for stopping at an unknown port to replenish fuel, the rest of the time was spent flying so fast that Liu Banxian barely had a chance to put his feet on the ground.
After being bumpy on the sea for so many days, he felt like a salted fish hanging on the side of the ship, tossed back and forth with the waves, almost dry inside and out, and pickled by the sea breeze.
However, after walking a few steps, he turned back, trotted to Yin Xiu's side, and stuffed something into Yin Xiu's hand with a stealthy movement.
Yin Xiu weighed the thing in her hand, and after identifying what it was from the texture and shape, she first looked around cautiously, and after finding that no one was paying attention to them, she asked in a low voice: "Make this thing for me." What?”
"What else can you do?"
Liu Banxian showed an expression that everyone understood.
"Uncle, I have always been loyal. I can't just care about myself and forget about you, Brother Yin.
When we are on the boat, everyone is crowded together. No matter how angry you are, there is no place for you to express your anger.
Now that I'm off the boat, the sky is so high that birds can fly, and the sea is so deep... Bah, bah, bah, I don't want to go to sea again in my life.
Anyway, what I mean is that you have plenty of time and place to practice martial arts. Young people are very angry, so don't hold it in. However, safety is also very important. After all, it's not bad if something goes wrong. You can't let Uncle Ming become a master at a young age.
I'm afraid that if the No. 8 typhoon signal is issued today, you won't have anywhere to buy it, so I'll give you one in stock. Don't worry, although it's thin, it's very strong and won't leak. ”
"Who do you think I am!?"
Yin Xiu stared at him, eyes wide with anger, and stretched out her index finger and shook it in the air, "Let me tell you, although I, Yin Xiu, don't read much, I am a gentleman and will not do such despicable things!"
"What's wrong?"
Ma Xiaoyu had already sat in the car and saw Yin Xiu coming up. When she poked her head out, she saw uncontrollable joy in Yin Xiu's brows.
"Nothing, I'm discussing martial arts with Liu Banxian."
Yin Xiu said and stuffed the things in his hands into his pockets.
"The discussion is over, let's get in the car."
Ma Xiaoyu now talks softly to Yin Xiu, which makes Yin Xiu feel a little dazed.
I remember that when we first met at the Star Pier, her tone was full of razor-sharp edges, she looked like a female killer rather than a Taoist priest.
"Here we come." Yin Xiu grinned.
He ran a few steps forward and was about to get into the car when Lin Hu gently stopped him.
"Brother Yin, it seems that someone else wants to see you."
"Huh?"
Yin Xiu was a little unhappy. She stopped and looked in the direction directed by Lin Hu. Sure enough, there were three people standing there holding umbrellas in the rain.
These three people were holding Western-style black umbrellas made of oilcloth, wearing rain boots on their feet, but they were wearing imperial uniforms, which seemed very inconsistent.
The enemy came to the door so quickly?
A car of people stopped, Ma Xiaoyu watched from the window, and Ren Qi and Liu Banxian stood under the car.
"Shall I deal with them?" Ren Qi had put his hand on his sword.
In his eyes, these people were no threat and were no different from dead people.
No matter where he is, hacking a few people to death is just like eating to Ren Qi. It's just something he has to do every day. The only difference is that sometimes it's a big meal, and sometimes he can just eat a bowl of noodles.
Yin Xiu could naturally see that these people did not pose such a big threat and seemed to be just ordinary Ouchi masters.
"They don't seem to be here to fight, but they seem to be here to tell me something."
Yin Xiu signaled Ren Qi not to take action in a hurry.
"I'll ask them first what they mean. If I really want to take action, I will call you."
When Ren Qi heard this, he glanced at Yin Xiu, "You are now more and more like a master, or a superior person."
"How do you say it?" Yin Xiu asked him.
"Those in power never need to take action themselves. As long as they send a word or a look, we hawks and dogs will step forward with swords."
"If you say that, I just offended you a little."
"No offense."
Ren Qi said lightly: "In this world, some people are the hawks of men, some are the hawks of money, power and fame, and women are the hawks of women. When we are born as human beings, we will eventually become slaves of something. We only have good or bad situations, and no fate."
So, I don't mind if you tell me to do things. ”
Yin Xiu smiled and said: "That's not giving instructions, it's just helping. How about next time I ask you to do something, add [please] in front of it?"
"It's up to you. I remember that when you asked me to stay up until midnight, you would also add a word of please."
"..."
Yin Xiu covered her face with her umbrella and walked quickly towards the three people.
"What do you mean?"
When she arrived in front of them, Yin Xiu's face was as cold as a knife.
The man in the lead was thin and short, with a haggard face. He bowed slightly to Yin Xiu.
"Sir, the master of Ouchi has been waiting for you at the stick stick for a long time."
"You are quite well-informed. If my calculations are correct, this letter would have arrived in Hong Kong Island just the day before yesterday at the earliest."
The man smiled softly and said, "For Sticky Rod Department, this is not a secret. We can know it as long as we are willing."
"So, are you three here to fight? Or are there already hundreds of masters ambushing me around, ready to beat me to death at any time?"
At this time, Yin Xiu had discovered that the spy in the stick-stick place in front of him had an obvious Xiangjiang accent in his speech. He didn't know whether he deliberately learned it in order to lurk here, or whether he had lived here for many years and was absorbed by the stick-stick place. .
If this is the case, it is not a strange thing that the sticky rod is well-informed, even if it is too bizarre.
"We don't plan to do anything, but the court wants to send you a message."
"Oh? I thought the imperial court only knew how to fight and kill, and had nothing to say to us civilians."
Yin Xiu nuzzled her chin, "Just tell me."
The spy straightened his collar, pulled up his sleeves a few more times, and said with a serious expression: "Mr. Yin, there is still room for redemption if you stop now. Don't wait until it causes a big mistake and ruins the overall situation of Jiuzhou. Then it will be beyond redemption. It’s too late to regret.”
"Finished?"
"Yes, that's it."
The spy's expression was calm, as if he didn't intend to hear Yin Xiu's reply.
He was really just as he said, he was just here to convey messages, not to communicate.
"I know."
Yin Xiu turned around and walked back, no longer paying attention to them.
The imperial court obviously didn't call this spy here to negotiate peace with him, or to make some big arguments, because if the truth made sense or the two sides could sit down and negotiate, so many people wouldn't have died before.
This spy appeared here just to give Yin Xiu a warning.
That is, no matter how lax and slow you were before, the imperial court is no longer dozing off. No matter where you escape to the end of the world, the imperial court can find you if it is willing.
This time I just asked someone to deliver a message, but the next time someone came with a knife and superb martial arts.
"What did they ask you for?"
Uncle Ming looked at the three people disappearing into the rain, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to that rainy night many years ago.
"Are you okay?"
Yin Xiu waved her hand in front of his eyes.
Uncle Ming swatted his hand away impatiently, "What can I do? It's you who have something to do now, Shai Zai. Your enemies came to you as soon as you came back. What did they say to you?"
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"Just some boring words."
Yin Xiu put away her umbrella and got into the car.
As soon as he entered the car, he leaned out from behind the curtain and glanced at Ren Qi.
Ren Qi glanced at him, "Didn't you say that the two armies were fighting and the envoy would not be killed?"
"I'm not trying to kill anyone, I'm just giving a response. If they come all the way and I don't answer anything, then they might as well just shout at the wall." Yin Xiu said calmly.
Ren Qi threw away his umbrella and rushed into the rain. (End of chapter)