The wind rises in the west of Luoyang

kick.She knew that she was very close to the murderer, but her sore leg was so painful that she couldn't stand up.Can only rely on the ground, resigned to fate.

"Let you die on the road to Huangquan understand, you shouldn't talk nonsense, especially you shouldn't mention Wen Xiaoyue and tarnish her," said a cold and distant voice, and then warm liquid splashed onto Chuchu's face superior.

The storyteller's throat was sealed with a sword, perfectly interpreting what it means to say that disaster comes from the mouth.She trembled with fright, confirming that the voice was really very close to her.

She felt the man approaching her, "Can't you see?", he asked.

Chu Chu nodded mechanically, he raised his hand, the silk felt soft and itchy, it was him wiping the blood on her face. "Scary," he said.

She tried hard to open her out-of-focus eyes to see the person in front of her, but she only saw a vague white outline.She froze there, not daring to move.

After an unknown amount of time, the man wiped the blood off her face, lifted her up from the ground, and walked away.

On the way back to Shuiyunfang, she was still in shock.What did the storyteller say wrong, which caused the murder?Why did that person let her go?Could it be that the land of her house is a haunted house, and everyone who appears here will die?

Just as she was thinking, a girl's crying mixed with shouting and cursing reached her ears. "Don't hit daddy, it hurts!" "I beat you to death, you money-loser. I have raised you for nothing for so many years, and you can't even sell it!"

"It's a crime, you have to sell your own daughters," the chattering comments of passers-by drifted into her ears.I don't know what happened to old man Ma, and whether he owed money to the gambling house again.

Chu Chu couldn't bear it, and walked over following the voice of the people, took off the bracelet, fumbled it into the girl's hand, and held it tightly: "Go home with your father, no matter what obstacles you encounter, this money is enough for your father The woman will endure for another three to five years."

The girl's father kowtowed in gratitude, and took the girl away with the bracelet.

Immediately, an old lady kindly reminded her: "Little girl, don't be kind, this man is an old gambler, and your money can't stand him."Chu Chu smiled: "It doesn't matter."

A familiar and cold voice sounded: "This kind of beast who buys and sells children is in vain as a father. If you saved her today, she will still be sold tomorrow."Was it the one who started the killing in the teahouse? Did he follow her all the way?

"Maybe she still won't be able to escape the fate of being sold tomorrow, but I bumped into her today, and I can help her as much as I can, at least it can keep her a stable and good life for a while, it's always good," Chu Chu replied.

"There are a lot of things like this in the world. If you help one person, can you help everyone?" An indifferent voice said.

"Little girl Pu Liuzhizi, how dare she try to save all the miserable people in the world? She is just an unfortunate woman who doesn't want to see more misfortunes in this world," Chu Chu smiled wryly.

"Okay, I'll help you."Before he finished speaking, he strode away.

She had a bad premonition in her heart, and quickly exclaimed, "Don't kill him!"

The man had already walked a few feet away, and stopped when he heard the words, "You don't want to help her?"

"God has the virtue of good life, and killing people is always, after all, not very good," she said timidly with a little fear.But she is very clear in her mind that only when the girl's scumbag father dies can she truly escape the fate of being betrayed.

"What if I say that I want to go against the trend and go against the heavens?" With such a rampant words, in his future, there will be a kind of wild and unruly taste.

"But, but there is always another way," she ran out of words.

"You're deceiving yourself and others," the man didn't stay any longer after he finished speaking, and walked away.

In an instant, she felt a strong smell of blood again, and she knew that he was back.

He kept silent, "Valley of the Wicked?", she asked.

"You are very smart", the other party appreciates.

"Can I go with you?" she asked.Her intuition told her that she was a little special to him.

"Why?" The other party was a little surprised.

"The valley of the wicked, the valley of the wicked, once you enter this valley, you will never suffer again." She vaguely guessed that the middle-aged man was Wang Yifeng himself, and she wanted to gamble with the heavens to get rid of this shattered life.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you too?"

"I am afraid, but I am even more afraid of being manipulated by others to live like a walking dead. I want to have the power to choose, to go my own way, and to avenge my parents."

"Why are you crying?" The other party was silent for a long time, so long that Chu Chu thought he had left.

Was it because she cried in the teahouse that her life was spared?She wanted to say that she felt pity for the pair of hard-fated lovers, but thinking of what happened to the storyteller, she was afraid that she would suffer disaster if she said something wrong, so she dared not say it after all. "I miss my dead parents" is also an honest answer.

"Silly girl".He agreed, and Chu Chu wept with joy.

Fang Qingya

It's another spring.Luoyang City, the night is still young.

One year spent similar, each year is different.It has been more than five years since Chuchu followed Wang Yifeng into the Valley of the Evil.The old man Ma was still begging in Nanshan Lane in the west of the city, but the young people in Luoyang came and went, and came again and again.

The gamblers at Fengxiang Casino also changed wave after wave.A few months ago, a young guard came to the gambling house. It is said that he is a disciple of Chunyang.At this time, the young man was walking alone on the quiet street in the middle of the night, frowning.

His appearance can't be called handsome, but he has a sense of righteousness and a trace of childishness, which makes people want to get close to him at first sight.He had just returned from seeing old man Ma outside the city, and he was very worried.

In his dying years, old man Ma lives alone in an old tent with air leakage.When he found the old beggar, he was tremblingly dragging the leg that was broken half a year ago because he owed gambling money, preparing a simple dinner in his small tent.A pot was set up in the middle of the tent, and a few pieces of yellowed and rotten cabbage were floating in it. There was no oil and water, and salt was the most extravagant condiment.

This old gambler owed a lot of money to Fengxiang Casino, the owner put down his words, and if he couldn't get the money, he would break his other leg.

Fang Qingya felt sad for a while, he was unwilling to do this.He is an orphan, he grew up in Chunyang Palace, and he has always kept in mind the teachings of his master Luo Feng——Jingxu and his lineage are all upright people.Ever since he and others got into trouble due to quarrels, he has never forgotten the responsibility of being a decent sect of martial arts to "eliminate the strong and support the weak, rob the rich and help the poor". How could he do such a cruel thing to such a widowed old man?

"Old man, do you have any living relatives? You owe the money to the gambling house and don't pay it back. The owner of the house Yang put down his words this time and wants to give you another leg. You should go to your relatives and run for your life."Fang Qingya will not hurt him today, but there is no guarantee that other thugs will not send someone.

Unexpectedly, if old man Fang hadn't heard of it, he continued to bustle with his dinner.

"Old man, I only have this silver on me. You owe too much money, and I can't help you fill this hole. Take these broken silver and go!" He took out all the money on his body and raised The tone urged.

As soon as the old man heard the silver, he immediately reacted. His eyes lit up, he licked his tongue, and quickly fished the silver into his pocket with his chicken claw-like hands.He smiled obsequiously at Fang Qingya: "Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky. God wants to break one of my legs, and I can't hide from it. With these few taels of silver and a couple of taels of wine, I can enjoy myself happy".

Fang Qingya was stunned, shocked by his shameless behavior, but still couldn't bear to see him being chopped off, and continued to persuade, "If you don't leave, the owner will really send someone to break your legs!".

Seeing that he was cheated by Yinzi and didn't utter insults, old man Ma anxiously advised him to leave quickly, Qing Ya couldn't help but look at him differently.He squatted on the ground and stirred the cabbage in the pot, squinting his eyes and watching him from the sidelight.Seeing that although he was wearing a guard uniform, he was combing the hair of a Taoist priest and holding a sword in his hand, he was a little surprised.

"A little Taoist is a person who practices martial arts? When does a good famous family become a gangster? It's interesting." He deliberately provoked him.

"I'm a disciple of Chunyang, and I'm a guard at Fengxiang Casino. How can I be compared with Xiaoxiao and others!" Fang Qingya blushed when she was told.

Old man Ma understood: "Young man, as the saying goes, 'When a man is about to die, his words are also good'. My old beggar has done all the evil things in his life, and he deserves the thunder. To put it bluntly, you are a thug, a running dog of the underworld, don't mention your background to anyone again. Otherwise, you will have a lot of words, and the decent family will not tolerate you one day."

After saying that, he issued an order to evict the guest, and no matter how Fang Qingya pleaded, he ignored it.

Fang Qingya had no choice but to return without success.Paper can't hold fire, and sooner or later, Village Master Yang will know that he didn't discount Old Man Ma's legs.He couldn't persuade old man Ma, he was so worried that he tripped over his foot and almost fell down.

"Help me", a flamboyant hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed his ankle.

Fang Qingya was quite frightened, she calmed down and took a look, and saw a young woman about 20 years old lying on the ground, her skin was as white as snow, and her body was covered with scars.After she yelled for help, she passed out again, still holding a sword tightly in her hand, lying in a pool of blood.He squatted down, tested her breath, and was overjoyed that there was still help!

He carried her back to the residence of the gambling house, and secretly healed her without telling anyone.

That day he had a quarrel with other disciples in Chunyang Palace and caused trouble, he was afraid of hurting his fellow disciples, so he had no choice but to go down the mountain.He grew up in Chunyang since he was a child, and he knew nothing about the colorful world outside, and he had nowhere to go, so he wandered everywhere, bumped into walls everywhere, and suffered a lot from wind and frost.