[Sky Knife] Peanut Gang

The long street after the rain is silent.The ground was muddy, and only a handful of passers-by passed quickly.

There are a few stalls scattered on both sides of the long street. They are hawkers who come out to set up stalls as soon as the rain stops.

The short child stood in the middle of the street with a confused expression on his face.He was at a loss because the mother who had held his hand just now was gone.

At the intersection, two tall horses galloped towards the carriage, and the coachman shouted hoarsely: "Get out of the way, the horse is startled, get out of the way!"

The only passer-by hurried to the side of the street, and the short child was frightened and stood there blankly.

The snow-white sleeve with the fragrance of medicine covered the child's face, and a slender finger pointed at the head of one of the horses, and the horse stood still.The other horse stood up because something fell on its head.It felt unbearable pain, and even more frightened and panicked.

Bai Jingshuo didn't care too much, and casually threw the child to the horse smasher, stretched out his arms and hugged the horse standing upright tightly, and brought it down.The horse's hoof stomped heavily on Bai Jingshuo's shoulder, he couldn't help but groaned in pain, and stuck the silver needle into the horse's neck.

The horse struggled hard a few times, but still couldn't break away from him, and finally lost its strength.

Bai Jingshuo breathed a sigh of relief, cut the reins with his palm as a knife, and carefully put the slightly convulsed horse down on the ground.His movements were so gentle, as if he was treating a weak girl, not a crazy horse that just hurt him.

The brown-red horse has a pair of black eyes, and tears are pouring out of those eyes at this moment.Bai Jingshuo gently touched its forehead with pity, its skull was smashed, its brain was probably smashed to pieces, and it was hopeless.

Don't attack the horse when it is frightened. Not only will it not stop it, but it will make it more crazy.

Killing it is not enough.Even if it is beheaded in an instant, it is impossible to die immediately.It will struggle even more before it dies completely, which will bring more people with it.

If possible, it is best to cut off the reins of the horse immediately after dispersing the crowd, and then go after the startled horse after making sure that the carriage is not damaged.Only in this way can more people be kept from harm.

However, Bai Jingshuo is not a person who is good at long speeches.He looked at the middle-aged man who had smashed the horse, and said softly: "Please don't hit it indiscriminately, it will overturn the carriage."

There was no dissatisfaction or accusation in his tone, but a respectful and polite consolation.It is natural to be polite to the elderly.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, he put down the dumb child in his arms, and looked at Bai Jingshuo with doubtful and probing eyes.

Bai Jingshuo is a person who is extremely sensitive to other people's aura, as long as there is something wrong, he can immediately detect it.He felt a strange sense of oppression exuding from the other party, like a beast coming out of the wilderness.

He looked at the middle-aged man with a soft gaze that would not be offensive.

He was not young anymore, but he looked handsome, either handsome or handsome, just handsome.Handsome, handsome, and masculine.

His brows were thick, his eyes were large, his thin lips were pursed into a tight line, and his straight nose made his face look thinner.

This face makes it easy to think of granite, stubborn, determined, indifferent, indifferent to anything, even to himself.

But his eyes are dark and clear, like mirrors that have never been stained with dust.

His clothes are simple, his hair is disheveled, and a wooden stick hangs from his side.

This is what a real hero looks like in people's minds. If he stood with Yan Nanfei, he could immediately see the hypocrite-like aura exuding from Yan Nanfei.

The middle-aged man suddenly said: "You look a bit like a person."

His tone was a little hesitant, but there was a hint that you should feel honored.This is simply inexplicable. If others meet such a self-talking person, they will definitely not be happy.

Bai Jingshuo didn't care, he never counted many strange people, even he himself was very strange.Although he didn't know what the other party was talking about, he still saluted with a smile: "Senior, it's absurd."

Lu Xiaojia descended from the sky and landed beside Bai Jingshuo, looked at the stain on his shoulder with annoyance, and said coldly, "Who allowed you to run around?"

Bai Jingshuo smiled at him, and said softly, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Xiaojia, and said, "You also look like a person."

The woman dressed as a woman rushed over, hugged the child standing next to the middle-aged man's lap, and cried loudly. The child returned to her mother, and also howled loudly.

The woman picked up the child and seemed to want to say something, the coachman helped the people out of the car and came over.The scene was about to become chaotic immediately.

Lu Xiaojia didn't notice that the man was talking to him at all, and directly picked up Bai Jingshuo and ran up to the roof.

"..." The ignored middle-aged man thought for a moment, then chased after him.

He saw Lu Xiaojia carrying Bai Jingshuo quickly across the roof, and finally landed in a yard.

Then, he saw Lu Xiaojia ripping off Bai Jingshuo's shirt, pressing on his shoulder, and said coldly, "I'll find trouble."

The wound was being pressed, but Bai Jingshuo didn't seem to notice it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the injury is not serious."

"Oh?" The shoulder bone on the right was indeed not injured, Lu Xiaojia reached out to the left, and the crack was within reach.He sneered and said, "It's broken."

The middle-aged man fell from the roof and interjected, "Let me see."

Although he didn't mean it, he had to admit that the injury was caused by his mistake, and he wanted to make up for it.

Lu Xiaojia tore off her coat, wrapped it around Bai Jingshuo's body, blocked him behind her, pursed her lips and looked at the uninvited middle-aged man.His expression was repulsive and vigilant, and there seemed to be some emotions that middle-aged men didn't quite understand.

Bai Jingshuo smiled helplessly behind Lu Xiaojia, nodded his thanks to the middle-aged man, and said softly: "Thank you for your concern, senior. I am a doctor and can handle it myself."

"..."

Bai Jingshuo entered the house and went to treat the wound.

Lu Xiaojia stood at the door and refused to budge, glaring at the middle-aged man with a vicious expression.

The middle-aged man looked at him.I feel that he suddenly doesn't look like that person again.How to describe it?Lu Xiaojia is now like a wild wolf that protects the food or the calf, whoever dares to get half a step closer will immediately bite and pounce on it.

It's the kind of expression that someone who has something to protect with all their strength will show.Has that person ever been?

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "You are Jing Wuming's apprentice."

It should be a questioning word, but his tone is affirmative.He can be regarded as understanding Jing Wuming.The people who can understand you in this world are not only friends, but also enemies.

There is no doubt that Lu Xiaojia has strong characteristics similar to Jing Wuming.

A middle-aged man never doubts his own judgment, and he doesn't need to doubt himself.

Only those who believe in themselves can survive.For those who don't believe in themselves, the grass on the grave has grown tall.

The author has something to say:

Author (knocking on the blackboard): What is the difference between a good man and a saint?A good man will save others, but a saint will sacrifice himself to save others, and will try to save everyone he thinks is worth saving, even if he kills himself.Released Uncle Fei who hadn't been released from the white horse, and as soon as he came out, he was smeared with Dabai's holy father's breath, and Xiaolu ignored him, pitiful.In fact, he really shouldn't be allowed to come to this world that is unfriendly to him. In this world where Jing Wuming likes to flirt with little girls, his three views will be shattered to pieces.