[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

In the spring of Xincheng, the air is already unbearably damp and cold. If there is some rain on his body, it will become even more unbearable. The servants who are familiar with Fang Mo's habits have prepared hot water before he goes out, so As soon as Fang Mo returned to his small courtyard, he could take a shower and change into clean and dry clothes.

Fang Mo, who wiped her hair half-dry and was dressed in unlined clothes and soft fox fur outside, opened the door and saw two things on the round table next to the window in Xiaohua Hall: a dripping oil-paper umbrella, A green copper coin with water stains.

The water on the paper umbrella dripped down the edge of the table, soaking a large area of ​​the ground. After the brown ground was soaked in water, the color became deeper, as if it was stained with scarlet blood stains, and even the air seemed to be wet. There was a faint smell of blood.

Of course, these two things should never appear here, but even if they did, Fang Mo didn't react too much, frowning slightly, as if dissatisfied with the wet ground, neither entering nor closing the door, just turned around and left The study not far away.

In the study room, apart from the bookshelves and desks, there is also a soft couch. Fang Mo threw the fox fur aside, put on a thin quilt and leaned on the soft couch, continued to see the unfinished book in front of the door, and looked at the scholar who played the piano in the middle of the night, Will it be a mountain spirit ghost or a passionate lady...

After reading two or three pages, Fang Mo ignored the knock on the door. If the visitor was a guest brought by the servants, he would answer outside first. As for the guy who was not a guest, he would not come to pick him up when he was sleeping soundly. The quilt is pretty good, how dare you expect him to knock on the door so politely?

So the person knocking on the door at this moment is naturally the uninvited guest who put the things he picked up everywhere and soiled his little flower hall. Fang Mo is not interested in cooperating with his mystification.

The knock on the door rang three times, Fang Mo still acted as if he had never heard it, the person outside the door sighed helplessly, pushed the door open and walked in.

The person who entered the door was a young man in brocade clothes. He wore a brocade robe that seemed to be streaming with moonlight. There were exquisite and vivid flowers, birds, fish and insects that appeared and disappeared with his gestures. If it is a masterpiece, then it is wrong, these exquisite lines can only be so natural if they exist on this gorgeous brocade at the beginning of its birth.

Brocade weaving is not uncommon, but it is not a simple project to weave such complex, exquisite and unique patterns. The entire new city can afford such flamboyant clothes, and will actually wear them on the body There is only one person - Huo Jinghe, the young master of the Huojiabao, Huo eldest master.

Fang Mo's gaze moved up from the pair of gorgeous short boots to the brocade robe, and finally landed on the face of the visitor.It was an extremely handsome face, the skin was more delicate than that of ordinary women, and the lips were as bright as red paint, but those eyes, which were slightly lighter than ordinary people, seemed to be naturally cold and resentful, and the substantive eyes were like poisonous snakes. The ice-cold snake letter that was swallowed was chilling.

Huo Jinghe stopped at the door, squinted his long and narrow eyes, and kept looking at the young man comfortably nestled on the soft bed, and said: "The guest is still lying on the couch when he arrives, this is what Mr. Fang is waiting for." The way of the guest?"

Fang Mo picked up hot tea from the side of Ruanta, lowered his head and took a sip, and said leisurely, "I don't remember having any guests."

"First we closed the door to thank the guests, and then served tea to see them off." Huo Jinghe turned around and closed the door, sighing: "So you really don't want to see me."

Huo Jinghe's tone was low and soft, and his voice lingered on the tip of his tongue. The few short words that came out of his mouth had a bit of tenderness and lingering flavor. His eyes wandered wantonly on Fang Mo's body. A low, panting sigh deep in the throat.

Fang Mo's whole body trembled when he heard this, he lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea to calm his shock, thinking who did this young master of the Huo family confuse him with?

"Xiao Mo," Huo Jinghe stepped forward slowly, his eyes lingering on Fang Mo's face, and said in his mouth, "I never knew that you could kill people."

Fang Mo sighed, put down the teacup, and said, "Dare to ask this young master's name, what's your business here?"

He originally thought that the man who burned the buns must be the young master of Huojiabao, but now he is not so sure-although the legendary Huo Jinghe is not doing business, his mind is still normal.

"you do not know me?"

Fang Mo rolled his eyes to the sky, but he was born too well, so he turned out a bit of playfulness and cuteness in such disorganized eyes.

Huo Jinghe nodded slowly, and said lightly: "So you really don't know me. So you are not him."

The fiery and ambiguous eyes in his eyes faded with this sentence, as if he had suddenly changed into a different person, he stood up straight, with a faint smile on his lips, and said: "Mr. Fang, Although Chen Zun is not a thing, he is my guest of Huojiabao. You killed him like this in full view, and you didn't even bother to take away the murder weapon. Would you be too disrespectful to Huojiabao? inside?"

Fang Mo asked in surprise, "Could the young master be joking? What Chen Zun? What murder weapon?" Since Huo Jinghe said "I am Huojiabao", Fang Mo stopped pretending to be stupid, anyway, he didn't know him. It doesn't mean you can't recognize it.

Huo Jinghe sneered, and said: "The benzoin on the umbrella can make the internal energy stagnate, people who are used to it don't feel it, and can use it to round up the internal energy, but those who come into contact with it for the first time will inevitably get confused. The lunar eclipse vine juice smeared on the copper coin, after being prepared by Mr. Fang, can break people's external skills... So this oil-paper umbrella and a copper coin, together with the other party's underestimation of the enemy, were easily harvested and boarded. The life of a second-rank expert in martial arts...Mr. Fang's thoughtfulness and ruthless methods are admirable."

Fang Mo nodded and said, "Young Castle Master's rich imagination is also admirable."

Huo Jinghe smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Fang is not willing to admit it?"

Fang Mo shrugged and said, "I didn't do it, so why do you recognize it?"

Huo Qinghe chuckled, walked up to Fang Mo's side, bent slightly, picked up a strand of steamy long hair on his cheek with his fingertips, picked it up to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath, his tone became lingering and ambiguous again, There were a few faint low laughs from his throat, and he said: "Mr. Fang takes a bath during the day, if it is not to wash away the bloody smell on his body, it is impossible...to be clean and white, waiting for the surname Chen The eight-foot strong man is coming..."

Before the word "lucky" was uttered, there was a pause in the voice, and the person suddenly backed up and retreated, narrowly avoiding the sharp blade passing by the throat, and a strand of hair on the fingertips was floating in the air because of losing the bondage, It didn't start to fall, and the two people in the study had lost track.

In the rain that fell heavily in the courtyard, cold sweat oozes from Huo Jinghe's vest under his feet, and blood oozes from his shoulders.

The young man's internal strength is not strong, and his speed is not fast, but a dagger is elusive, like a shadow, once he takes the initiative, he will be aggressive, not leaving any chance for the opponent, just in the blink of an eye, Huo Jinghe has died several times escape.

The most dangerous thing was the moment of stagnation when he smashed open the window lattice, and almost got his neck wiped by the boy's dagger. If he hadn't blocked it with his shoulder immediately, he would have followed in Chen Zun's footsteps.

The boy didn't chase him out, he looked at the torrential rain through the open window, he seemed hesitant, so he smiled at Huo Jinghe, waved and said: "Fighting is so boring, it's raining outside, you come in, we Sit down and drink a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

The young man was originally as beautiful as the person in the painting, so smiling like this is even more depressing, but Huo Jinghe was completely unmoved, waved his hands and smiled: "No need, I just drank too much outside just now. , I was in a panic all over with dryness, and I felt refreshed after being in the rain for a while...Why don't you come together, Mr. Fang?"

His internal strength is far from the point where the internal and external are integrated to form a world of his own, so a young man dressed in fine clothes was quickly drenched by the heavy rain, his hair stuck to his face, his clothes wrapped around his body, his eyelashes and chin Water is dripping all over the body, and the inside of the boot is almost full-how can you see the "comfort all over"?

The young man said: "The tea I make can reduce the fire like spring rain...Young Castle Lord, come in and have a drink, I promise you will be all angry!"

Huo Jinghe shook his head and said: "Who in this new city doesn't know that I, Huo Jinghe, am a layman through and through? Don't waste Mr. Fang's good tea!"

The young man turned cold and said, "Since you don't want to come in for tea, what are you doing in my yard? Why don't you leave?"

Huo Jinghe laughed and said, "Then I'm leaving?"

The young man waved impatiently: "Go, go!"

Huo Jinghe arched his hands, turned around gracefully, suddenly his heart trembled, the hairs all over his body stood on end, he turned around abruptly without looking back, a blue light cut through his brocade robe and passed by his chest, Huo Jinghe was stiff in the air One flipped backwards, hit the wall and bounced back with a blue light, barely brushed his cheek and flew past, rolled to the ground, and turned into an ordinary copper coin.

Huo Jinghe landed on the ground, looked up at the young man, and said, "Young Master Fang, your money has been lost."

The young man nodded and said with a smile: "It's raining heavily outside, can you please ask the young castle master to help me pick it up?"

Huo Jinghe smiled very kindly, but said without hesitation: "No."

The boy said "Oh" and said, "That's okay, anyway, I still have a lot of copper coins here."

As he said, a copper coin really appeared between the white and slender fingers. After turning around with the fingertips, it disappeared without a trace, but in the next moment, it appeared from nowhere.

Huo Jinghe stared at that hand without blinking, the smile on his face was already a bit bitter, and he said, "I apologize now, is it too late?"

The boy lowered his eyes, played with his copper coins wholeheartedly, and said casually: "Since you want to know, why don't you apologize first and try?"

Huo Jinghe fell silent.

Although it is said that a man can bend and stretch, the young man in front of him is completely different from what he remembers, and he is the one he is most unwilling to "curve". Shit reasons, refusing to come out of the room to fight him, trying every means to lure him in and die... This made him even more angry when he was thankful, and he didn't want to give in to him, even verbally.

So the scene became stalemate, two people, one dared not enter, one refused to leave, one could not leave, and one was not allowed to leave.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the rainwater flowed into the eyes, it was hot and painful, and the tears flowed down together with the rainwater, but Huo Jinghe didn't even dare to blink his eyes, staring at the boy by the window.

The young man stood at the window, playing with the copper coins boredly, and even yawned a little during the period, but Huo Jinghe didn't dare to seize this opportunity to leave or rush in, because he didn't know whether this was a real opportunity or a real opportunity. trap.

He began to regret his decision to come to "see him" alone, his current martial arts is too bad, he shouldn't be so reckless, even if the person he wants to come to see is supposed to be weak and powerless juvenile.

During the stalemate, there was a "squeak" from the courtyard door, and a man in coir raincoat and bamboo hat pushed the door in, shouting, "It's raining so hard! Xiaomo Xiaomo, hurry up and get me some wine to warm me up... ...Hey, what are you two doing?"

Huo Jinghe took two steps to the side without any trace, avoiding the front and rear attack, and said: "Chen Zun is dead. I heard that Mr. Fang had some conflicts with him before, so I came to ask."

The man in the bamboo hat smiled and said, "How is it possible? The master of the young castle must have made a mistake. My Xiaomo doesn't even dare to kill a chicken, so how could he dare to kill?"

Huo Jinghe said slowly: "If it's not Mr. Fang, then it couldn't be you?"

The bamboo hat said humanely: "That's natural. When Chen Zun died, I was sheltering from the rain in the teahouse. Many people saw it... If the young castle master doesn't believe it, I can call seventeen or eight witnesses at any time."

Huo Jinghe laughed and said, "How can I not believe the words of the fifteenth brother? It's just a formality. After all, Chen Zun is the guest of our Huojiabao. If we don't pay attention to him when he dies, wouldn't it be cold? The hearts of others?"

He said again: "Since this matter has nothing to do with you, then I will go back... My father is still waiting for my return!"

The man in coir raincoat nodded and said, "It's raining and the road is slippery, please walk slowly, Young Castle Master."

Take two steps aside.

Huo Jinghe said: "It's easy to say."

Back away slowly.

Fang Mo said: "Young Castle Master, do you want the things you brought?"

Huo Jinghe retreated to the wall and said, "No need, Mr. Fang can keep it for himself."

With a little tiptoe, it landed lightly on the wall, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

"Qinggong is pretty good." Fang Mo praised, and finally left from the window, took out the wine pot and wine cup, and the man in coir raincoat took off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat under the eaves, pushed the door in, picked up the fine wine that the young man had just filled, and directly He poured it into his mouth and said with a smile, "Ha, what a pleasure!"

The man in coir raincoat who had removed the bamboo hat finally showed his true face at this moment. He was a tall boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slightly dark complexion and extremely handsome features. When he grinned, he showed a mouthful of white teeth. the power of.

Fang Mo sat down and said, "You came back too early."

If it was later, he would have killed that Huo.

He didn't speak clearly, but the tall boy didn't have the slightest obstacle in understanding, and sighed: "Xiao Mo, you just killed someone for the first time today, why does it seem like you've killed someone easily, and you want to kill someone when you see him?"

He just complained casually, and didn't intend to continue discussing this topic, and said: "However, the young castle master is usually very shrewd, why is he standing in the rain and confronting people like a fool today? Doesn't he know that he is in the rain?" Every time you stand for a while, does your own advantage decrease a little?"

Fang Mo filled his empty wine glass, took a sip from his own glass, and said, "He seems to think that I don't go out because I'm afraid I'll get my clothes dirty." So the more he persuaded him to come in, the more unhappy he was. Dare to come in.

Fang Mo has only been practicing martial arts for three years, and his internal strength is very weak, so he can only bluff people with his swordsmanship. How can he compare to Huo Jinghe, who has a long history of family studies and has practiced martial arts for nearly 20 years?If Huo Jinghe rushed in without hesitation, it would be really hard to say who will win.

"Hahaha!" The tall young man laughed loudly, "It really is the young master, who thinks differently from us."

Fang Mo really likes to be clean, but it would be too ridiculous to say that he would give up his goal because he was afraid of getting his clothes dirty.

He said again: "You don't really want to kill him, do you? What did he do?"

Fang Mo said: "It's not pleasing to the eye."

The tall boy sighed, and said: "Don't mention that there are at least [-] people in Huojiabao who can beat the two of us like wild dogs, even for the sake of Huojiabao's kindness to us, can you Can't you just kill the Young Castle Master because of the reason of 'not pleasing to the eye'?"

Fang Mo replied lazily: "Understood."

Thinking of Huo Jinghe's crazy words of "you are not him", I always feel a little uncomfortable, but I don't bother to mention it.

Although Fang Mo's answer was very insincere, the tall boy was already satisfied, and changed the subject: "At the beginning, our plan was to take advantage of the matter of killing Huojiabao Keqing, and take advantage of the opportunity to leave Huojiabao, but now the young castle owner even The evidence has been sent back to us, and there is obviously no intention of pursuing this matter—then can we leave now?"

Fang Mo said: "I almost killed him. If you don't leave, you are not afraid that ten or eight masters will come and chop the two of us into meat paste?"

The tall young man said slowly: "You don't have to worry about that. Now in Huojiabao, I am also considered number one, and I am the kind who is young and promising and has unlimited potential... The young castle master has always acted like a dude, to put it bluntly. It's not pleasant, in Huojiabao, his words are not as effective as mine, without evidence, it's like bringing someone to kill me, he doesn't have the ability."

Playboy?He could tell that Huo Jinghe was mentally ill, but he didn't notice the word dandy at all.

Fang Mo snorted coldly and said: "Fang Wei, I know there is no Huojiabao, maybe the two of us would have starved to death on the street, if you want to repay your kindness, I will accompany you... If you are going to spend the rest of your life because of that kindness It's up to you to be a member of Huojiabao." I just want him to be with you, but it's impossible.

Seeing him angry, Fang Wei, a tall young man, hurriedly surrendered and said, "When will I say I can't leave? Not to mention that I have survived more than once during the years of my life and death for the Huojiabao. Huo Jinghe deliberately lured that bastard Chen Zun to see you, no matter what his intentions are, it is impossible for me to stay in Huojiabao any longer."

Fang Mo calmed down a little, and said: "Actually, if you just want to be a powerful thug, it's okay to stay in Huojiabao, but the problem is that the world is in chaos, heroes from all over the world are rising, and the recent movements in Huojiabao are not small. I'm afraid The incident is imminent... Now that the Huojiabao has committed injustice, we "manslaughter" Huojiabao's guest and fled fearing the crime.

He paused and said: "The struggle in the world is no small matter. If you really want to flex your muscles, you should take the opportunity to escape and find someone who can really convince you to work for you. Otherwise, you will lose if you work for the Huo family for no reason." There is no need to say anything, if you win, Huo Jinghe may not be able to tolerate you, so why bother?"

Fang Wei shrugged his shoulders and said: "Why is the world not the world? I am a small person, how can I control so much? Just leave! Huojiabao is preparing for a big event, and there is no time to pay attention to the two of us, so run away quickly The farther the better - when you find a clean place and practice your kung fu well, you won't be afraid of anyone!"

Fang Mo was noncommittal, if he practiced kung fu well, what does it mean to practice well?Number one in the world?

He got up and said, "I'm going to pack my things...how about your salute?"

Fang Wei grinned, patted his bulging purse, and said, "What do men want to salute when they go out? Bring the purse and you'll have everything!"

Hearing the word "money bag", Fang Mo let out an "ah" and said, "That's bad!"

Fang Wei immediately became nervous and said, "What?"

Fang Mo was annoyed: "I killed that guy surnamed Chen, but forgot to touch his pocket!"

As for second-rank masters, the purse must be very rich, and I don't know if it is too late to go now.

Fang Wei laughed out loud.

Fang Mo said angrily, "What are you laughing at, don't you know that it's hard to go out without money?"

Fang Wei patted his chest and said: "Xiao Mo, you were hungry when you were young, so you forgot that the two of us are half masters now, how could we still not fill two bellies? Don't worry, everything is up to me. If I make you hungry again this time, I will cut off my own flesh and give it to you!"

"Okay!" Fang Mo snorted coldly: "I have long wanted to taste the taste of human flesh. I will remember to bring more ginger and garlic to remove the smell."

Turn around and leave.

Fang Wei stared dumbfounded at Fang Mo's back disappearing outside the door, and said angrily, "I said, can't you pretend to be moved?"