Xianggong is the most beautiful man in the world [Comprehensive martial arts]

"Golden soldiers are coming again, run away!" Shrieks of horror and fear broke the silence, and then, there was a burst of confusion, chickens and eggs, and people dressed in rough linen didn't care to pack their things, and ran around, trying to escape. Go home and hide.

Jin Bing swaggered to destroy the almost undefended village entrance

"My child!" The peasant woman lay down on the ground, tightly hugging Jin Bing's leg, her face was full of tears, "Officer, please let my child go! I will be your cow and horse!"

Wrapped in swaddling clothes, the baby cried loudly, and it was uncomfortable being strangled by the tight swaddling clothes.

Jin Bing laughed loudly, kicked the woman away, threw the baby up, and the sword was about to meet the child.

"Don't!" The woman got the strength out of nowhere, quickly got up, and rushed towards the child, blocking this hell-like knife with her body.

Blood spurted from the woman's back, and she was dying in an instant, but she still hugged the crying child in her arms, "Child, child..." The weak and desperate words were as small as mosquitoes buzzing , but resounded in the hearts of the people in the surrounding room.

"Smelly cousin, dare to stop you, uncle!" Jin Bing raised his big knife high, the tip of the knife reflected light, and he was about to cut down again.

A stone struck through the air and hit the golden man's wrist, causing him to let go of the pain, and the knife fell to the ground with a "clank".

The few golden soldiers who were watching coldly drew out their knives at once, looked around, and shouted: "Whoever wants to die, get out!"

"It's me, your aunt."

The sound is like a kingfisher, very nice.

At the same time as these words fell to the ground, several golden soldiers also followed in the footsteps of their predecessors, their wrists were hit by stones, and their knives and guns fell to the ground.

"Ouch! It hurts!" "My hand!" "Which dog is it!"

There were wailing and cursing one after another.

A few more stones hit them, and some places even stained their coats red.

"Grandma, please forgive me, the villain will never dare again! Let's bypass the villain this time!"

The timid ones hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, they couldn't afford to offend this person, and being soft was the right way.

Some also cursed, swearing all kinds of dirty words, and even threatened: "If you dare to make us Dajin an enemy, grandpa will bring someone to destroy your whole village tomorrow, you bastard..."

Before he finished speaking, he hummed and fell straight down.

Others took a closer look and found that a stone was stuck in the man's throat, leaving a deep blood hole. The man who died was the one who wanted to kill the child just now.

This time, regardless of whether it is timid or bold, as long as they cherish their lives, they will be as quiet as a chicken, and then suddenly react, kneeling down and begging for mercy, banging their heads on the ground.

"Hero, spare your life! Hero, spare your life! There are young ones, old and young, and this man is our leader. We have to follow his words!"

"I don't dare to come to this village anymore, I just beg the hero to spare us a poor life!"

The more clever ones hurriedly took out all their belongings and piled them up in front of the dying woman, just to save their lives.

After Jin Bing left, a woman came out from the back of the house on the right, wearing a white dress with a light purple shirt, a white jade flute hanging on her waist, and tassels.The black hair is like a cloud, and it is simply tied up with a jasper hairpin.With bright eyes and white teeth, the exposed skin is as white as pearls, and she looks like a peerless beauty.

It seems that she was the one who saved and killed Jin Bing just now.

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in the woman's desperate eyes.

However, at this moment, in the eyes of these golden soldiers, they are afraid that they are not the witches from hell. They dare not even lift their heads, for fear of offending her, just like their dead officers.

"Go away now, if I see you oppressing good people, you will lose your life." The woman paused, and then continued, "If you want to bring someone to settle accounts with me, I will wait here you."

"Yes, the villain dare not, you little ones, get out now, and never come here again!"

Jin Bing fled, and tripped over a big rock thrown by someone who didn't know who threw it halfway. He didn't care who he was going to settle the score with, so he just got up in a hurry, without even wiping his face, for fear that he would be a step too late and his life would be lost.

She walked up to the woman, squatted down halfway, and didn't think the woman was covered in ashes, took the woman's hand and put it on her pulse.

The woman's blood flowed all over the ground, forming a small puddle, thick and black.

"..." She closed her eyes and shook her head lightly, "Elder Sister, I'm afraid you are..."

The woman grabbed her with her backhand, her dusty face was full of reluctance and pleading, she said: "Girl, I know... I'm going to die, I just ask you... do me a favor, give this child... a bite of food, or Selling it to someone who can support him... as long as he can live, live..."

The woman's voice lowered, but she couldn't say the rest of the words. She stared at her with wide-open eyes, which had lost all luster, and held the child tightly in one hand.

The child was tired from crying, sobbed and fell asleep, his face flushed from crying.

"..."

The woman looked at the dying woman with a confused expression, and she didn't come back to herself until the people who hid came out again.

An old woman walked over with a cane, "Senpai, she is a miserable person. My husband joined the army last year and never came back. She is the only one left in the family. She gave birth to the child by herself. Now she is gone, my child." She has not been weaned yet, and the few of us who want to adopt her are also powerless. There is a wealthy family in the city who has no children. I beg my benefactor to help her with my old bones."

"Benefactor, I beg you too, Xia Niang has taken care of our old bones many times on weekdays. This rice is the only thing that the old man can afford. You take it away." An old man held half a bag of rice and mixed it. Hull and mud, said to be half a bag, but in fact it was only worth two bowls. He put the bag of rice in front of the woman.

As if some mechanism had been turned on, several younger women also brought out vegetables and radishes, put them in baskets and put them on the ground.

The war, the enemy's invasion and harassment made the people at the junction of Song and Jin extremely poor, living in the cracks.

The woman's white jade-like hand gently brushed over the woman's face, closing her eyes, but the man in his twenties had a vicissitudes of face that looked like he was in his 40s or [-]s.

She picked up the child with one hand, turned around, and said, "No need, take it all back. It's just that the golden man will get revenge, so you should move out of here earlier."

"Benefactor, this is our home, where can we move, the young and strong are all gone, only us old bones are left, we are old and have lived long enough, benefactor, please take the children away !"

"...That's all. Is there an inn here?" She asked, "Where did this group of golden soldiers come from?"

However, looking at the surrounding area for a few miles, it is bare, and even the only dozen or so houses left are dilapidated, leaking wind and rain, so the possibility of having an inn is extremely small.

"Twenty miles away is the big city, where the benefactor can find it. As for the golden soldier, it is fifteen miles in the opposite direction, and the benefactor must not go there."

"Thank you." The woman nodded slightly to her, and then set off for the nearest city.

Just after taking a few steps, when she remembered something, she turned her head and said, "Please everyone, bury her, and share the money of those golden soldiers."

"Hey, girl, you're wrong, you're going the wrong way!"

That's the direction of the golden man...

The old woman waved her hand, wanting her to come back.

The woman ignored it, jumped lightly, jumped onto the roof, and repeated several times, and she had already passed a long way.

[Spicy chicken system, where are my people? ! ]

【. 】

[Speak, don't pretend to be dead! ! ]

[Bring it, it’s in this world. 】

[So you are not familiar with the business and lost the person to me? ! ]

【……】

[I want to give you a bad review! !people! ! ! ]

[... I don't know. 】

[Then what's the use of you! ? ]

[Release the task. 】

[? ? ]

[No. 10001: Hua Mingyu, current task: participate in Huashan Sword Discussion and win the first place in the world (0/1); task status: not completed. 】

[……What? ]

[10001, this task is difficult, please work hard!Known competitor*1, unknown name, unknown gender, unknown martial arts. 】

[……hehe!Spicy chicken system! ]

[Your message system has been blocked. 】

Hua Mingyu's fists tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.

The little thing in his hand moved.

Considering the child who fell asleep after crying and tired in her hands, she let it go.

[This gentleman does not care about the spicy chicken system! ]

The person who saved someone and got an oil bottle by accident is Hua Mingyu. She is still dressed in the same outfit she wore on Spirit Snake Island. She still has all her belongings, but the most important one... up!

If the system hadn't guaranteed that Jiang Feng was here, and Hua Mingyu had promised to fire him on the spot, whoever wanted to do this shit would do it.

And what is this competitor?Huashan tournament?Could it be that she is going to change her career to learn swordsmanship?

***

One day later, night falls.

"Old, master! There is, there is an assassin! Master, master, he was killed!" The shrill scream spread throughout the mansion.

Beside the body that had been dead for a long time and had already cooled down, a silver dart was inserted into the cabinet of the study, penetrating three points into the wood. There was a note on it, which read "The order of the dog official has been taken away" in eight arrogant characters.

The government office was in turmoil, and the sky was turned upside down, like a hornet's nest that lost its queen bee in an instant. Crying and wailing became the main theme of the night.

Hua Mingyu stood on the distant roof with arms folded, watching the scene with a half-smile. She was dressed in black, her black hair was tied up with a black ribbon, and her long ribbon was swaying in the wind.

Boss is dead, you probably don't have time to take care of those little things.

"Wow wow wow wow wow!" The untimely cry suddenly sounded, and the atmosphere just now disappeared.

Hua Mingyu's expression froze in an instant, and after repelling it for a while, the crying still didn't disappear, and the house below her lit up.Realizing that she would have to wake everyone up if this went on like this, she rushed back to the inn as fast as she could in her life, with background sounds along the way.

When he arrived at the inn, he untied the belt in an orderly manner, took the child from behind, and shook it in his arms.

"Be good, be good, don't cry..."

The child cried louder, heart-piercingly, wishing to wake up the whole city.

There was a sound of accountability from outside the door.

"Whose baby is still crying in the middle of the night, let me sleep too!"

"Who is this!"

Hua Mingyu looked hopeless, so someone take this brat away, she can't take it anymore!

She changed the suspicious clothes and shouted outside the door: "Xiao Er, Xiao Er!"

"Here we come! This guest officer, what are your orders?"

She summoned Xiao Er and told her, "Go get some goat milk."

The waiter hesitated for a while, "Guest officer, we... don't have goat milk here."

"...Is there any mare's milk?" The horses are the most common at the moment, and she can't believe that none of them have given birth to cubs!

"Guest officer, what a coincidence, the mare in our store...is still young and has no milk..."

"...Then what exactly do you have here?"

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry, you are a good baby."

"To be honest, we don't have any milk in our store. Guest officer, is rice paste okay? This child must be hungry." The shop waiter looked at the child in Hua Mingyu's arms.

"Go, go!" Hua Mingyu listened, as if grasping at a straw, she hurriedly asked Xiaoer to get it.

"Okay, let's go down now, little one. I'll bring it to you as soon as the kitchen is done."

"Wow wow wow..."

"Hey, don't cry, I want to cry if you cry..." I have to quickly find someone who is willing to adopt him, "I'm afraid it's not a girl who can cry like that."

Hua Mingyu lifted his swaddling clothes, and silently verified that it was indeed a boy...

"Whoa... whoa whoa!"

He was okay if he didn't move, but when he moved, he cried even more terribly, and his little hands were not quiet, they kept shaking from side to side.

Hua Mingyu took a deep breath, don't get angry, don't get angry, getting angry tends to make you old, and getting old doesn't look good.

If Brother Feng is here, maybe he has a solution.

"Xiao Er, aren't you alright?" Hua Mingyu yelled downstairs while leaning on the railing.

"Here we come, the guest officer is here!"

Xiaoer walked up with a bowl of boiled millet paste.

Taking a bowl of millet paste and finally getting rid of this little ancestor who wiped out the enemy by crying, Hua Mingyu was moved. God knows he didn't cry very much before. She thought he was a good baby, and his feelings haven't eased yet!

"Xiaoer, you go and invite a nanny over tomorrow morning."

Xiao Er hesitated for a long time, and then choked out a sentence: "To tell you the truth, Mrs. Wang is about to give birth, and all the grandmas in the city were invited to the mansion by Mrs. Wang, saying that after the child is born, she will choose the one she likes the most. A wet nurse. So, guest officer, there are no wet nurses in our city now."

???

Hua Mingyu was holding her breath tightly in her chest, and if she couldn't get out, she threw the broken silver to the waiter, "Understood, you go down! Prepare rice noodles for me from now on."

The money was given to her by Jiang Feng before, but fortunately, the money is still hard currency after the change of dynasty.

"Hey, okay, sir, you have something to order."

Hua Mingyu rested her chin on one hand, looked at the noise source who fell asleep contentedly after eating, "If only you were so quiet all the time, you'll be a little devil when you wake up."

She figured it out. After the end of the Yuan Dynasty, time has moved forward again. Now it is the Southern Song Dynasty, Mongolia has not yet risen, and the Jin people are still clamoring with the Southern Song Dynasty.

There were conflicts between the Southern Song Dynasty and the Jin people, but they lived in peace for the time being.

There are many famous people in the Jianghu, Iron Palm Gang, Quanzhen School, Beggars' Gang... This sect is quite different from what happened in the future, but the Beggars' Gang is endless.

No one has ever heard of the Huashan Discussion of Swords. Could it be that it was done in secret?

It seems that I still have to inquire about it. If I want to know about this written test, I may need to make a name in the world?

In short, while looking for someone and fighting...

Next to him, the baby bar smacked his lips, an unconscious sound.

Hmm... I still have to find a nanny for him. I hope he can be more peaceful these days.

***

"Brother, may I ask where this is?" Jiang Feng asked the passers-by with a frown, slightly at a loss.

Passers-by were stunned for a moment, seeing that he was not dressed like an ordinary person, he looked like a martial arts practitioner, he was handsome and handsome, and his behavior was even more extraordinary.

Jiang Feng was still wearing the Taoist uniform of the Wudang sect, and the passers-by took a few steps away, "This, this Taoist priest, this is Niujia Village, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Feng pondered for a moment, the clothes of the people here were different from before, and I don't know what year and generation it was, and Mingyu, they were separated again.

"Then dare to ask brother, what dynasty and generation is this place?" Jiang Feng asked.

Passers-by saw that he really had no intention of hurting anyone, so they replied: "It's the Song Dynasty."

"Song Guo. I see, thank you, brother."

"Farewell." Jiang Feng saluted, bid farewell to passers-by, and walked towards the village.

The passer-by, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled, and murmured: "It's strange, there are still people who don't know the age, look at Zhou Zheng, and don't know what happened to this person in the past ten years. You didn’t avoid the world like this.”

Jiang Feng walked all the way to the entrance of the village.

Before leaving, Mingyu did not explain the details to him, and now that they have separated again, how to find someone is also a problem, but Yi Mingyu's character will definitely not be unknown.

Yang Tiexin and his sworn brother Guo Xiaotian were drinking together, when the Jin soldiers invaded, they were forced to leave and moved to Niujia Village together, where they lived in seclusion, seeking an opportunity to serve the country.

It's a pity that heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes, treacherous ministers are in power, good officials have nowhere to go, and the two brothers have no ambitions.

Just as he was raising his glass, he saw Jiang Feng coming from afar.

"Brother Guo, look, is that the Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect?" He pointed.

Guo Xiaotian had never seen anyone from the Quanzhen Sect before, but he saw the person in a neat Taoist robe with a long sword on his back, and guessed: "Maybe, the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect have always been righteous people, why don't we treat him to a drink?" A glass of wine?"

"Exactly, brother, just wait, I'll call the Taoist priest." Yang Tiexin got up and ran over.

"Taoist, this Taoist!"

Jiang Feng was thinking about how to rendezvous with Hua Mingyu when he suddenly heard a stranger shouting close to his ears.He looked up.

In front of him was a burly man, dressed in a coarse short jacket, with a faint smell of alcohol in his breath, and he only smiled heartily at him.

Jiang Feng stood still, cupped his hands and asked, "What's the matter with this brother? Jiang doesn't know you."

When Yang Tiexin heard it, he seemed a little reckless, and said embarrassedly: "My eldest brother and I," he pointed to the man holding the wine bowl at the wine stand, "I want to invite the Taoist priest to have a glass of wine, and I still look at the Taoist priest." Don't be disgusted."

Jiang Feng was startled, then smiled and said, "Thank you, brother, for your kindness, I'm..."

"The Daoist should not despise us brothers." Yang Tiexin said again.

"...Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient."

Jiang Feng followed him to the wine table.

"Here, Jiang Feng, may I ask you two?"

"My name is Yang Tiexin. My ancestor is Yang Zaixing, a famous anti-golden general. This is my brother Guo Xiaotian, who is a descendant of the hero Guo Sheng in Liangshanbo. We both admire the high righteousness of the Quanzhen priests, so we are here to ask for advice." Have a long drink and talk."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng coughed a few times, "To tell you the truth, I am not a teacher of Quanzhen Sect. You two may be disappointed."

Guo Xiaotian and Yang Tiexin looked at each other awkwardly.

Guo Xiaotian hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter, no matter what sect you are from, Daoist Master, the two of us just want to buy you a glass of thin wine today. Don't mind Daoist Jiang, it's because the two of us were a little reckless."

"Yes, yes, please sit down, Taoist priest, please sit down, Taoist priest. Our two brothers are going to invite you to drink a glass of wine today."

"I would like to drink with the two heroes." Jiang Feng sat down, raised the wine bowl, and clinked glasses with the two.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0700:03:05~2020-04-0823:54:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Shen Tiantian;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of pink and light flowers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!