after the villain

33.

This was the first time Yan Jingyu slept so soundly.

A habit he had cultivated over the years, he opened his eyes the moment the morning light broke, and a sharp cold light flashed in his phoenix eyes, his body tensed up subconsciously, and he scanned his surroundings.

A strange yet familiar room, a bed with a very faint smell of herbs, two bags on the table have been packed, two cloaks, one red and one black, are casually laid out, and the Eviscerate hidden under it can be vaguely seen. The shiny blade of the knife reflected the cold light.

Climbing the city wall at night, fighting, tea, medicine, and that hand with sharp joints, and moist and calm eyes.

——The memory came back, he realized where he was, what he did last night, and finally he was still on Ji Wuming's bed, covered with his quilt, and fell asleep defenselessly .

Yan Jingyu sat blankly for a while, then suddenly lay back down again, wrapped in the quilt and rolled over inside, then closed her eyes, as if she was about to go back to sleep.

His whole face was calm and expressionless, only his red ears were exposed from the messy long black hair.

Ji Wuming finished talking with Lin Yuezhi last night, and it was almost five o'clock. He was afraid of waking Yan Jingyu, so he didn't go back to the room, but went to the yard.

The boss had already asked someone to clean up the blood in the yard, and since he had agreed not to report it to the officials, he ordered everyone in the inn to keep silent, assuming that this had never happened.When Ji Wuming came to the yard, the surroundings were quiet, only the solemn sound of cold wind blowing dead branches.

He fetched water, threw in the boning knife he got from Lin Yuezhi, watched the blood spread in the clear water, and planned to meditate until dawn.

Mo Gutong went back to the woodshed early to lie down, the temperature in the north was very low in winter, and it had just snowed, and the wind came in from every corner of the doors and windows, making it extremely cold.Even Mo Gutong, who possessed the most masculine inner strength of the Yi Jin Jing, couldn't help wrapping up the dilapidated cotton quilt that the boss kindly provided.

But it's okay, it's not as cold as in southern Xinjiang.

He once said that he was from the old Wu country, that is, the generation at the junction of Jingzhou and Yangzhou, and has now been assigned to Huai County, which is under the jurisdiction of Jingzhou.

Huai County is so named because it is close to the Huai River. His family has two small boats and makes a living on the Huai River.

During Emperor Xuan's rejuvenation period, the bandits were suppressed on a large scale to control the floods. A group of notorious water bandits in the Yellow River were caught and fled into the Huaihe River. His parents and relatives included his younger brother who had never met since he was born on the boat, as well as the sailors and merchants on the same boat. , all died in the hands of water bandits, and their bones were thrown into the Huaihe River, leaving nothing behind.

Huaihe went to business for at least a month, as long as a year and a half. Mo Gutong was seasick, and he always waited at home, but he only waited for the clothes tomb. Later, he was brought to Jizhou, worshiped in Songshan Shaolin Temple, and later He killed his teacher and betrayed the temple, and was chased into southern Xinjiang.

Mo Gutong still remembered that when he first entered southern Xinjiang, he was almost frozen to death in the half-human snow.

"Alas." Mo Gutong stretched out his warm hand under the quilt, and stroked back and forth on his bald head facing the wind. As soon as he put it on, he was shivered by the cold. After a while, he couldn't stand it and shrank back into the quilt .

He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep anyway. Finally, he threw up the blanket angrily, and walked out of the woodshed in three steps.

Ji Wuming's ears moved, and he turned his head to look over, and he was the first to see a bright head under the moonlight.

"..." Ji Wuming involuntarily stared at the walking bald head.

Mo Gutong exhaled hot air and approached with trembling hands, only to see that it was Ji Wuming. He paused for a moment with a strange expression, "Why are you here? Where's Yan boy?"

Ji Wuming was not surprised, he knew that Yan Jingyu had come, and said calmly, "Sleeping."

Mogutong's face twisted when he heard the words, and he said in disbelief, "He kicked you out?"

"No." Ji Wuming looked at him inexplicably.

Mo Gutong realized that his reaction was a little too big, so he quickly touched his big bald head, and muttered in his heart: Good guy, I didn't see it, boy Yan still doesn't care if he is full, no wonder Miss Jiman is in the middle of the night If I didn't sleep and sat in the yard to enjoy the cool breeze, I thought I was injured.

He looked at Ji Wuming's indifferent side face, the pale moonlight fell between his brows, those peach blossom eyes were watery, with a passion that was still on the verge of speaking, somehow fragile and fragile.

The more I think about it, the more I feel like this is the case.When Mo Gutong thought about his usual cold and aloof appearance, he felt uncomfortable.

After hesitating several times, he said clumsily, "Boy Yan is still young and doesn't know how to love others. I see that he always follows you, so he must be a good guy."

Ji Wuming was really surprised when he heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing wrong, so he just nodded, "I know."

"It's good to know." Mo Gutong sighed suddenly, sitting on the ground and looking at the bright moon going west, "There are many storms in the world, and the boats are afraid of falling. It's too difficult to have someone to accompany you, and you may die at any time , The sword is facing each other. Since you find one, treat it well, and you will have both good and evil in the future, and you will not regret it."

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, act frankly, drink wine and eat meat together, don't care about the affairs of the Ming Dynasty today, as long as you can get drunk once, it's once. If you like it, you will do it, and when you are out of love, you will separate. Do whatever you want, don't worry about it." Those sour gossips." He laughed loudly, "If someone is dissatisfied with you, just come and tell the old monk, I will immediately recite the scriptures for him, and ask him to discuss the Tao with the Buddha."

It was the second time Ji Wuming heard someone say something similar, so he couldn't help but glance at Mogutong.

For the first time, in Tianji Valley, the old man also said such words.Although these two people regard him as a woman, Ji Wuming is still a little moved by being protected sincerely.

"It's so fucking cold in the north!" Mo Gutong sneezed, shrugged his shoulders and spat in Wu dialect.

Ji Wuming frowned, stood up, and signaled, "Come on?"

"Warm up." He explained.

Mo Gutong looked at Lin Yuezhi's eagerness to look forward to Ji Wuming, and guessed that Ji Wuming's identity was not easy, and although he had not officially seen him make a move, the occasional gestures he showed could give a glimpse of his extraordinary martial arts. Low.He has long wanted to find a chance to practice with others, but he is so much older than others, if he really wants to speak, Li Yang will definitely point his nose and scold and bully others.

Now that the opportunity came to his door, Mo Gutong would naturally not delay it.

He smashed his fists together, and responded happily, "Okay! It just so happens that I'm very cold, let's warm up by exercising!"

"But I can say my ugly words first. I have always been one and two is two. Since I agreed to fight with you, I won't let you down just because you are a girl. I don't like pity and pity here! And if you are in a hundred tricks Zhong admits defeat and begs for mercy, I won't talk to you, don't cry and complain that I don't care!"

There are not many female heroes in Jianghu, and there are even fewer martial arts masters. Most of them are pornographic, or tied to other talents.

Back then, there were only two women among the seven masters of the martial arts, and Fairy Qiongyu was even older than a aunt. Master Hui Lin was of the same generation as her, but much younger than her. When Fairy Qiongyu died, Master Hui Lin was in her prime.Bai Weiyu appears and disappears like a ghost, very few people have seen her true face, and there are quite a few people who don't believe that she is a woman.

From the list of rewards in Wei Yulou, except for those old monsters who have basically retired, the one with the highest reward is Ji Wuming. He has killed the top assassins of the twelve earthly branches, and he is called the No. 1 evil way. The equally famous Righteous Way No. 1 is the current martial arts leader Yan Guitian. He doesn't make countless enemies like Ji Wuming, and the reward amount was proposed by Bai Weiyu himself, which can also be said to affirm his strength.

Bai Weiyu, the host, personally adjusts the amount of the upstream reward list every year, which can also be said to be an evaluation of the martial arts value of the person who is offered a reward, and it is also a kind of martial arts ranking that people in the Jianghu default.

There are only less than 100 people in this ranking list, and there are many seniors who have retired or disappeared, such as Tu Renbei, who has a reward of 10 taels of gold, ranking ninth.After eliminating these people, less than two-thirds of them are truly active in the Jianghu martial arts world, and among these two-thirds, women can count on one hand.

Among them, the witch Lin Yuezhi ranked the highest. She went to Shaolin alone back then, so even though she hadn't shown up in the Central Plains for a long time, many people still remembered her.Then came Lu Huanxi, a girl with snowflakes, Su Ying, a dancer with thousands of faces, and Lin Yinyin, the most beautiful woman in the world.

It's not that Mo Gutong is arrogant, his strength is not low, if he hadn't killed his master and betrayed the temple, let alone compete with Yan Guitian for No.Even if he realizes that Ji Wuming has extraordinary skills, he only thinks that at most he is like Lin Yuezhi.

His injuries are not healed, and he can only use [-]% of his strength. He thought: It should be a tie.

He never thought that what Ji Wuming showed accidentally was actually based on the premise of his serious internal injuries.

After these days of self-cultivation, Ji Wuming's internal injuries have healed a lot, and he was about to find someone to try it out. Mo Gutong, a big monk with rough skin and thick flesh, came to his door. He said so again, of course he wouldn't polite.

So when Mo Gutong realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

When Lin Yuezhi came back from the outside with a sleepy face covered in morning dew, she saw a puddle of mud with bruised nose and swollen face in the yard.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuezhi, who hadn't slept all night, kicked Mogutong angrily.

Mo Gutong was lying on the ground, his eyes were full of nothingness, and even his smile revealed a bit of compassion that dissected the world.

"Amitabha, I have enlightened."

Lin Yuezhi:? ? ?

……

Ji Wuming beat up Mo Gutong, confirming that his strength has recovered about [-]%, even if he faced Chi Luochan now, he would no longer need to gamble his life like the previous time in Tianji Valley.

When he returned to the room, Yan Jingyu hadn't woken up, but she was a little restless in her sleep, her brows were frowning.

Ji Wuming packed the luggage of the two of them, thought about it, and went downstairs to buy some buns.

As soon as he was about to pay, the well-dressed Yan Jingyu left the inn and walked behind him silently.

"Get up?" Ji Wuming handed him the bun in his hand, "Every stuffing is there, eat slowly."

"Oh." Yan Jingyu pretended to be calm and pinched the oiled paper bag, and quietly blushed her ears.