Alternative Jianghu Adventures

As soon as Xia Yun brought Shiliu into the backyard of Yuelai Inn, he lost his strength and fell to the ground, panting half-deadly.

Shopkeeper Guo seemed to have expected this to happen a long time ago, so he was guarding in the backyard early on, seeing Xia Yun's half body injured, raised his eyelids, and cursed,

"Just do it, it will be fine when you really die... You were not like this when you were a child. Back then, you were not in such a mess when you protected the few of us in Qingzhou City. Why is your kung fu getting worse as you practice it?" What?

Thanks to your old master who also said that you are an 'invincible hand of the younger generation', in my opinion, you are hurting Zhongyong. "

Xia Yun was helped onto the bed by Shiliu, while shopkeeper Guo scolded, he asked Shiliu to bring boiled water and a towel to wipe Xia Yun's body with medicine first.

"...Probably because the bones are not good." Xia Yun's nerves were soothed by being rubbed with a hot towel, and his previous tense mood was interrupted by such a break, and his consciousness suddenly fell into a half-dream and half-awake state, "What's more, he died when he died. How wonderful, once it’s done, you don’t have to think about anything..."

"Isn't there that sentence? What's it called...it's already small, big...what's the big deal?"

"It's getting old, so big may not be good." Shiliu sighed, and started to sprinkle the medicine. Xia Yun suddenly woke up from the pain, "I'll rub it! Little Shiliu, take it easy..."

"No, I'm sorry..." Shiliu was startled by Xia Yun's fierce voice, and his movements were as gentle as possible, even though the stimulation was kept to a minimum, Xia Yun still hummed.

Shopkeeper Guo leaned against the door frame, watching Xia Yun's entire back was covered with scratches, and the wound on his shoulder was cracked open again, his expression was gloomy.

The large area of ​​scars that others seem to be shocking on normal people has long been unbearable to cry out loud or faint, but Xia Yun can still muster up the energy to shout at Shiliu. With a faint smile.

This could no longer even be described as simply "optimistic".

She didn't care about life and death at all.

For no reason, shopkeeper Guo came up with such an idea.

"Oh, hiss, it's too bad, I want to drink a little wine, the shopkeeper, can you let me have a sip?" Xia Yun looked at the shopkeeper Guo pitifully, "It hurts so bad, I don't have wine. I really can't take it anymore!"

Shopkeeper Guo's eyelids twitched twice, and he resolutely refused, "Success, when you can get up from the bed by yourself, drink as much as you want."

"Ah, I want to drink now!"

Xia Yun was lying on the bed unable to move, how could he have the strength to get up and drink?

After listening to shopkeeper Guo's words, he wanted to roll on the bed like a child clamoring for candied haws, but he accidentally touched the wound medicine in Shiliu's hand when he moved agitatedly, and lay down on the bed with a scream It was completely silent.

Sixteen: "...Is this, passed out?"

"No, she's pretending to be dead, ignore her, and continue to apply the medicine." Shopkeeper Guo snorted coldly, really didn't want to see this brat again, left a sentence "the stronger the hand, the deeper the medicine penetrates" and walked away lightly up.

Xia Yun's wailing came from behind.

According to other residents near the Yuelai Inn, the screams lasted for three nights.

And three days was enough time for Xia Yun's large and small wounds to start scabbing. Before the wounds healed, she had already got up from the bed and started stealing alcohol every day.

It's just that the number of successes plummeted because of serious injuries, and he was often caught by the wine cellar's buddy, who brought him to the shopkeeper and severely deducted a sum of wages.

"Shopkeeper, I'll go out for a while." Xia Yun yelled at Aunt Guo after helping Shiliu clean up the store after closing.

"The news of the death of the Patriarch of the Wang family has spread in the past few days. It is estimated that the news has already reached the ears of Shopkeeper Qian. I will go and settle the order...

Sixteen, don't follow, obediently finish today's horse stance, I won't be allowed to rest if I don't come back, you hear me! "

Humming a little tune, he ran out of the small door in the backyard in three steps, babbling and singing something like "The clouds and shadows in the stream cross the wind, the green trees cut off the floating cloud road...", the voice gradually Small.

"That's Floating Cloud Tune," Aunt Guo explained to Shang Shiliu's slightly surprised eyes,

"It's a little song that's been very popular in major teahouses these years. After listening to this piece, Xia Yun likes this tune very much, and occasionally sings a few lines along with it."

Sixteen nodded, indicating that when she listened to old Zhou Tou talking about storytelling yesterday, she said a few words from her mouth when she was sad, "The years are unfavorable, the world is hard, we are all duckweed in troubled times, just an ant".

Immediately afterwards, Lao Zhou hummed two pieces of Floating Cloud Tune impromptuly.

No wonder it sounds so familiar.

Before Shiliu, she never felt that there was anything strange about the outside world. From her point of view, life could be regarded as having no worries about food and clothing, and she never felt that the lives of ordinary people had any hardships.

She wouldn't even think about the existence of this kind of "rich family's wine and meat stinks, and the road has frozen bones".

But after following Xia Yun, the trafficker and pawn had seen a lot, and suddenly he was able to understand what this poem meant. The facts he saw with his own eyes made Shiliu think about things he had never thought about before.

She tilted her head, and while thinking, she walked to the backyard and began to take a habitual stride.

On the other side, Xia Yun chanted "hold up the empty bottle and look at the bright moon" in his mouth, and ran to shopkeeper Qian's pawnshop door.

Slipping into the darkroom through the back door, I saw the bloated body of the treasurer Qian holding a stack of papers and moving with difficulty in the various containers.

Xia Yun hooked the corner of his mouth, tapped his toes, and landed in front of Shopkeeper Qian with a flip, lightly picked up the top piece of paper in his hand, and put it in front of his eyes, "Hello, Shopkeeper Qian, what are you giving away? Let me see."

"You little bastard! Your skin is itchy again, isn't it? Anyway, you don't understand, hurry up and return it to me!" Shopkeeper Qian pretended to be annoyed.

Xia Yun saw that it was a letter of entrustment sealed with red wax, and there were tadpole-like words written on the part of the client. She dismissed it and returned the letter to Shopkeeper Qian. ...Who did you entrust this to?"

"Shenyuan Pavilion is number one on the list, Muzhi." Shopkeeper Qian finally put the letter paper in his hand on Muzhi's exclusive shelf, and saw that the upper, inner and outer three floors were covered with dusty envelopes.

"I'll go, there are so many entrustment letters." Xia Yun was taken aback by the huge number, thinking that he had to pick and choose according to his own strength to find tasks that he could do, so he couldn't help sighing.

"That's right, five years of letters—my Qingzhou City branch has collected so much." Shopkeeper Qian shook his head, "It's a pity, Mu Zhi has disappeared for five years, and there hasn't been a single mission in the past five years." catch."

Xia Yun's eyes flickered, and he laughed dryly, "I think he's probably dead. He might be plotted against some powerful person."

"You little bastard, you don't have anything nice to say!" Shopkeeper Qian knocked Xia Yun on the head and said with emotion,

"Who was Muzhi back then? A real knight! He went north to Shuozhou, pierced Yang with an arrow, and took the head of the bandit Ma Zhuangyou with three thousand soldiers, saving the lives of the entire Shuozhou city and the entire population!

Tsk tsk, if such a chivalrous man can't see his body when he dies, it's really God's eyes, can't you learn from others?Still here at Crow's Mouth! "

Xia Yun touched his nose subconsciously, and smiled apologetically, "It's not as mysterious as what you said..."

Before he finished speaking, he was glared at by Shopkeeper Qian, swallowed the second half of the sentence, and quickly changed the subject, "Yes, yes, Muzhi is a great hero! A hero! I can't even catch up with the little people and horses ..."

Shopkeeper Qian lost his temper by Xia Yun's words, and sighed, "Okay, don't be poor. This time, you came here to receive the 100 taels of reward, right? The news of the death of the Patriarch of the Wang family has caused a lot of noise these days— — By the way, you are really successful, and you can kill the chasing wind leopard!

Although chasing the wind leopard is not considered a big man, it is not easy for you, a three-legged cat. "

"That's——who am I, Xia Yun!" Xia Yun pouted her nose and face, and immediately added fuel and vinegar to her and Zhui Fengbao's stop.

"Come on, you probably got lucky. If you hadn't bought that nine poisonous needle from Shiliu, I don't think you'd be able to come back long ago." Shopkeeper Qian was stunned by Xia Yun. Run on behalf of you, grasp the key, "By the way, you, are you okay this time?"

"Well, I can run, dance, and drink," Xia Yun laughed, "I can't die yet!"

"Xia Yun, please listen to me." After hearing this, Shopkeeper Qian suddenly straightened his expression, staring at Xia Yun with serious eyes, "This is the last time you don't risk your life— —

I don't know what happened to you these years, it's okay if you don't tell us, but you never laughed like this before, disregarding life and death like this.

I can see that you have been taking on missions in the past few years, one after another, and you hardly give yourself time to rest and breathe. Whether you earn money or steal silver, you give it to you Aunt Guo, there is absolutely no need for you to lie to us in the name of making money.

You are looking for death, Xia Yun.

I grew up watching you, you can't fool me. "

Xia Yun's face froze, and in an instant it was filled with that kind of heartless smile,

"Oh, you are always thinking too much. How could I take the initiative to seek death?

I'm not, I want to repay everyone... I was taken care of by everyone when I was young, and besides, I haven't had a drink of the daughter's red that Mrs. Guo has treasured for many years, so it's so easy to lose my hair. "

"You never drank before."

"I didn't drink good wine... Don't you also say that those poorly made wines are hard to swallow?"

Xia Yun said with a smile, "Shopkeeper Qian, stop worrying about things here, I'm living a good life... It's a full moon today, I'm in a hurry to get money from you and go back to drink."

Shopkeeper Qian didn't have much to say, so he gave 100 taels of silver, and Xia Yun ran out like a rabbit.

"This child..." He sighed, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say, and finally turned into a heavy sigh.

But Xia Yun returned to Yuelai Inn, threw 100 taels of silver in front of Aunt Guo as usual,

"Shopkeeper, you can just find a reason to return the money. Everyone spent a lot of money to scrape together the money... I, Xia Yun, have hands and feet, eat enough for one person, and the whole family is not hungry. They still have a big family to support!"

Shopkeeper Guo: ...

"By the way, today is the sixteenth day of this month." Xia Yun smiled at the aunt as if remembering something, "You didn't let me drink when I was doing a task a few days ago, but tonight, don't stop me."

That night, the cicadas sang.

Shiliu was disturbed by the buzzing mosquitoes from the bed and couldn't sleep. In the middle of the night, he only felt itching on his arms. Finally, he struggled to open his eyes from the half-dream and slapped the screaming mosquitoes to death.

Immediately clean.

When Shiliu was about to sleep again in a daze, he suddenly found that Xia Yun beside his pillow had disappeared at some point.

She blinked her newly awakened eyes in a daze, and subconsciously looked around to find Xia Yun's footprints.

Suddenly, I saw a huge full moon hanging in the dark night sky outside the window, and a figure was half leaning on the old branches of the old tree that had just sprouted new buds in the backyard.

It's Xia Yun.

I saw Xia Yun holding a dirty wine gourd in his hand, putting a few bites into his mouth from time to time. The red silk thread tied with the cork on the wine gourd and the red hairband tied on Xia Yun's head were shining in the moonlight. From time to time glowing red.

"Hold... hold the wine gourd, look... look at the moon..."

Xia Yun's words were turned upside down, changing Fu Yun's well-behaved "lift the empty bottle and look at the bright moon" completely beyond recognition.

Appears to be drunk.

Sixteen looked at Xia Yun's figure, against the light, the moonlight cut her into a black solitary shadow, for no reason she felt that Xia Yun really seemed to be an erratic cloud, which was about to ride a breeze and melt into the moonlight middle.

Can't help getting up and pushing the door, trying to catch this shadow.

However, before Shiliu could approach, she was pulled back by someone. Shiliu looked at the person in shock, and when he found out that it was Shopkeeper Guo, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't bother her." Aunt Guo held Shiliu's arm, "If you want to help her... go to the back kitchen and make some hangover soup."

"What's wrong with Xia Yun?" Sixteen asked suspiciously.

"I had this problem 12 years ago. Every month on the sixteenth day, I couldn't sleep. I was so drunk that I couldn't help myself." Aunt Guo sighed and looked at Shiliu, as if she was looking at another person through Shiliu. ,

"Sixteen, sixteen, for so many years, Xia Yun has never taken the initiative to stay by one person's side. When she met a refugee, she sent her to a family that she knew enough to spare. You are the first one. She didn't push me. People who don't care. Do you know why?"

Sixteen shook his head.

"Because of your name," Aunt Guo sighed softly, "because you were also born on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month."

The author has something to say: Alright, I’m going to open up

...the next chapter skips straight to childhood memories...get ready