beg for chivalry

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There was a sudden silence in the Linshui restaurant.The man in black wearing the flower-eating ghost mask was slumped lazily on the table, but now he got up energetically, and knocked on the table with a porcelain cup.After Wanshitong finished telling a story about the Yubai Swordsman, he felt a little dry, took a round pot from the cabinet and poured water to drink.

As soon as Tu heard what Wanshitong said, he unconsciously became interested, stretched out his ears and propped up his elbows, and threw all the previous rough words aside.He mossed the stubble on his chin and said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Wan, according to what you said, that Yubai swordsman and our...young landlord are embracing each other, and want...to share a grave with each other?"

He had heard that the jade-white swordsman and the black-clothed Rakshasa were sworn enemies, and they would be jealous if they met on a narrow road. The battle on the cliff two years ago was chewed up several times by the storyteller.Some people said that the two of them had a grudge because of love, and some said that the two of them had a bloody feud between them.But in the words of Master of Everything, they are not only not rivals, but also very close.

Wanshitong's expression was dull, but when he narrated the story, he looked decent, his spirits were high, and when he took a break, he suddenly became a wooden figure again.He just said calmly: "Wan can't tell lies."

But Tu Yi spat on the ground first, and cursed secretly: "You little bastard." He didn't know who he was scolding.He scratched his disheveled head and asked again. "Mr. Wan, these things sound mysterious, how did you know about them?"

He wondered if the know-it-all would be happy to listen to the room, lying on the tiles and corners with his ears eavesdropping when others were doing things, so that he knew everything.

"Wan Mou understands everything, so he naturally knows."

The scholar said again, his expression unchanged.This person looked weak in writing, with a stagnant expression, and he could not be called a talent with a broad mind, but he somehow made people feel unfathomable, and every word he uttered was convincing.

"Ha, I didn't expect them to have such a relationship." Tu Yi laughed dryly as if he was choking, "Well, it seems that the Ministry of Finance doesn't care about us masons who do rough work. I haven't seen it for a year or so. Once the young master, otherwise these embarrassing words would have spread."

When people from Tianshanmen and Houtianlou bumped into each other, they could only wash their blood with blood, but the two of them were able to hug each other and become friends with each other.If the storyteller learns about this past event, he must swallow his voice and hold back his tears, and criticize the words to the fullest.

He pondered for a while, and let go of the two people who were like glue, and then asked, "What's the matter with the Lao family that you mentioned?"

The channel of everything: "The Luo family is a side branch of the Mu family. The Mu family is good at medicine, and the Lao family uses Gu as its essence. The current head of the Lao family is Dan Lao. This person's whereabouts are uncertain and he is not on the list."

"Damn, you know how to hide better than Houtianlou." Tu Yi patted his leg, angrily. "That's all, one less thing to add, can calm the waves, and it's not my turn to solve him."

Passepartout stared silently at the disheveled man.He was dressed in rough clothes with disheveled hair, smelled of alcohol, and his clothes were covered with patches, looking extremely desolate.If it weren't for the flower-eating ghost mask wrapped around his waist, no one would believe that he came out of the murderous Houtianlou assassins. Everyone would think that this person is contemptible and superficial, but Wan Shitong feels that he has something in his stomach, and he should have been someone else. Some appearance.

The afterglow of the setting sun sneaked in through the crack of the door, adding a layer of gold to the stool.Tu Yi's side face was also brightly reflected, obviously he should be a rough man, but he had a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, shining brightly.He had seen a person like this before. Although his eyebrows and eyes were not very similar, his demeanor was exactly the same.

This should be a man who can surprise him.The know-it-all thought.

At this time, Tu Yi was already knocking on the gaping bowl with his chopsticks, and shouted like every beggar, "Sir, are you still talking about it? The matter of jade seeking flaws has just started, and it can't be stopped." ah."

"Of course it is." The scholar nodded, "Your Excellency's words are true, and this is the beginning of the story of Yubai Swordsman."

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Two years ago, Fengyuan City.

Since early in the morning, the courtyard has been extremely noisy, before the incense clock rang, Zuo Sanniang was startled by the noise outside.Someone banged on the wooden lacquered door and shouted loudly.

"Girl, Miss San, Miss Zuo, please do me a favor and answer."

The man couldn't make a sound, but kept on talking one after another.Sanniang covered her ears and endured it until she washed herself, but the man was still yelling outside.The mansion was a hundred steps away from the Qimen, but the man was unyielding and insisted on yelling for half an hour without leaving.It caused the assassins in the courtyard to gather in front of the door like a flock of crows. Everyone drew their swords and looked around, thinking whether to get rid of the man behind the door as soon as possible.

Zuo Sanniang stepped on her silk embroidered shoes and moved over impatiently. Her little bun hadn't been done yet, and her black hair was hanging messily on her shoulders.Seeing the assassins standing behind the door, they crossed their hips and said angrily, "Which rascal is he? Why haven't you kicked him out?"

In the past, the assassins who killed people with sharp knives now gathered in front of the door like a swarm of rats.

Mu Shiyi explained her doubts and said coldly. "It's the Jade White Swordsman of Tianshan Gate."

All the assassins stood standing with their swords in their hands, looking at each other in blank dismay.They also had some self-knowledge, they knew that if the person behind the door moved recklessly, there would be no return, so they had to wait for the little master to make a decision.

When Sanniang heard this, she became very angry. She knew that the man had been sneaking around the surrounding area for the past few days, trying to get in through the brick wall of the bamboo garden, and seized the opportunity to grab the white-bone pine branches and climb up the greenery. tile roof.She pushed aside the crowd, stood in front of the door, cleared her throat and said, "The one outside!"

"Yes!" The man behind the door answered quickly.

San Niang said. "You don't agree with your heart. You don't want to see me, but you want to see Brother Wu, so you want to use me as a cover. But I don't want to see you."

She saw Yu Qiuxia wandering around the house like a dog a few days ago, she knew that this person was brazen and shameless, and she didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly. hold on.

The voice outside the door stumbled and said: "I... I fell in love with the girl at first sight. There is a beauty, and I will never forget it... I don't see her for a day, and I think like crazy..."

An out-of-tune ugly ditty floated over the wall, vague and really unpleasant, and everyone felt chills for a moment.The first time Sanniang encountered Feng Qiuhuang who sang like a ghost crying, she hurriedly reached out her hand to plug her ear hole.She nodded to the left and right, and the assassins raised the hinges, and the lacquered door leaves slowly opened.

But there was no sign of Yubai Swordsman outside the door, only a little beggar in ragged clothes squatting beside the dumpster, holding a piece of hemp paper in his hand.

"Who is this?" Sanniang frowned, knelt down to look at the beggar, and asked, "Where's Yubai Swordsman?"

The little beggar ignored her, and continued to follow the lyrics on the paper in a random manner: "The phoenix is ​​flying, seeking the phoenix from all over the world..."

This kid had learned how to crow a rooster in a rich family, knew how to sing a song, practiced oral art well, and could imitate any voice. At this time, the singing and speaking were [-]% similar to that of Yu Qiuxia.That's all, the beggar opened his mouth with missing front teeth and said cheerfully, "Uncle Wang gave me two pennies and asked me to read the words written on the paper here. He said he was going to find an old friend, so he ran away early." La!"

Sanniang said in a daze: "Run away? Where can I go?"

"Wang Daxia can go up to the sky, drill into the cracks in the ground, and reach everything!" The little beggar laughed while blowing his nose, "Wherever he wants to go, I can't stop the Jade Emperor!"

Yu Qiuxia has a lot of friendship with the beggars in Fengyuanli, and Sanniang knows about this.He was born with a flirtatious air, and the gauze and white clothes at the Tianshan Gate couldn't hide it, so the helpless disciples who begged for food and drink were happy to help him run back.

Zuo Sanniang and Mu Shishi looked at each other for a while, and suddenly realized that the scoundrel had turned his back on him to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and couldn't help jumping anxiously, calling out to the black-clothed assassins surrounding them.

"Go and watch by the fence, not a single gnat is allowed in!"

The green bamboos are lush, the vines are like waterfalls, and there is a stone hall sitting in the courtyard, surrounded by greenery.The assassins all ran to the painted door, and there was no sound here, and a needle could be heard.At the end of the path is an ancient well, covered with a layer of locust leaves.

Not long after, the wooden manhole cover suddenly pushed up a gap, a pair of bright black eyes looked left and right in the shadows, and seeing no one around, just now stretched out his hands from the dark place to cling to the edge of the pottery.

Yu Qiuxia crawled out of the well wet, wrung out his sleeves and tied them to his arms, and grabbed a wicker to prevent accidents.He didn't dare to bring a knife today, because it was too heavy, which hindered him from doing some stealthy things.The noise was gathering in the front yard, and now he could take advantage of the opportunity to run around.

He walked past the ancestral hall, jumped on the tip of the bamboo bone door, and crawled into the corridor like a cat, and soon disappeared without a sound.

The assassins ran here and there, but they couldn't even catch the slightest sign of Yubai Swordsman.Zuo Sanniang felt anxious when she heard them scurrying around like headless chickens and reporting indiscriminately.So she hurried to the west wing to see if her fifth brother was safe.

The wing room is empty, only a canopy bed with the door panel dropped, not even a chair.The water agarwood curled up from the bed furnace and lingered in the room.Jin Wu was wrapped in a silk quilt, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was burning red, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

But his ears were very sharp, before Zuo Sanniang entered the door, he had already grasped the sheath of the short knife beside the pillow, heard that it was her, and then quietly put the knife back.

Sanniang came over and touched his forehead, it was as hot as a branding iron, as if she wanted to burn her fingers.Jin Wu squinted at her, then shrank back into the silk quilt.

"Fifth brother, are you better?" She asked softly.

Jin Wu was sweating a little, but he was still wrapped in a thin quilt unconsciously, as if falling into a cellar of ice.The illness came and fell, and the illness went to spin. He had been busy fighting for two years without a day's rest, but at this moment he couldn't hold on anymore.Maybe it was because the scimitar of the Duhetai iron cavalry was too heavy and broke his bones, or maybe it was because Chun Xiaosan, who killed thousands of swords, had a chance to take advantage of his serious illness.

"Okay." He said sickly, he lifted half of his head but dropped it back, he really didn't want to get out of the soft quilt for a while.Raksha ghosts are not afraid of the sky and the earth, but they are very afraid of the cold.It should be spring outside, but he always feels like winter in this room.

"After the medicine is cooked, I'll bring it to you."

"Don't..." Jin Wu hesitated, he thought for a while, "You have to bring the medicine, I..." He thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out how to threaten her.

Zuo Sanniang's prescription forced him to drink it and vomit a few times, either it was so bitter that he became salty, or after drinking it, he would feel drowsy and dream lingeringly.He had forgotten that this girl followed the path of fighting poison with poison, and what was poured into his mouth was some strong poison.

Sanniang is always unhappy: "You are not afraid of injury, you are not afraid of death, but you are afraid of taking medicine?"

Jin Wu said. "...I'm afraid of tossing."

Their eyes met and stared at each other for a while.Sanniang poked the tip of his nose and said, "Don't move until the injury is healed! Don't pay attention to Shui Jiu, he can't spit out ivory. Don't turn over, or it will crush the bone. You have to drink all the medicine, and don't pour it into the ditch!" She wriggled her fingers, thinking about it distressedly, "And, and..."

Just as she was thinking, Jin Wu had already wrapped herself into a ball, moved to the wall and fell asleep soundly, as if she didn't pay attention to her at all.Sanniang was so angry that she reached out to pull his quilt, but he dodged away, unable to catch him.After the girl left sullenly, he poked his head out from between the tents, then retracted quickly, and lay lazily on the bed.

Sanniang went out and stepped into the corridor, several black-clothed assassins rolled down softly from the eaves, knelt down in front of her, and respectfully reported. "Miss San, I searched both the front and back yards, but I still couldn't find the whereabouts of Swordsman Yubai."

"Look for him! You have to find him even if you dig the ground!" Sanniang waved her hand, "Report good news but not bad news, don't rest until you find him!"

There was a lot of noise and noise in the courtyard, as if the sky had been lifted.But Jin Wushen was tired and his eyes were tired, and his eyelids were getting heavy.Wanxiang is slightly cool, like a layer of thin silk gently covering his body, trying to wrap him in a dream.During this period of time, he was waking up, and Sanniang's medicine made him dream frequently, sometimes the spring was as deep as the sea, but in the blink of an eye it turned into bitter wind and bitter rain.

He was a little dizzy, and often couldn't tell whether he was awake or asleep.Sometimes I see myself leaning in the firm arms of a man, wandering along the stream to watch the begonias, admiring all the flowers in Sichuan in one day; She lost the knife and didn't want to practice anymore, so she winked and mocked.

Too far away, these picturesque scenes are too far away from him, out of reach.Jin Wu stared blankly at those shadowy figures, his eyes suddenly felt a little astringent.But he couldn't cry, because blood can flow, but tears cannot fall.In an instant, only the bone-piercing ice cold wrapped him tightly.

Half asleep and half awake, it seemed that someone was calling his name in a low voice, and then gently pushed him. "Master, Master."

Jin Wu was hot, and he was a little confused. He curled up against the wall a little more, but a hand touched his forehead, which was as cold as jade, which made him shiver.The vague voice said, "I forgot, you are afraid of the cold." Then he lowered his hands.

"... San Niang?"

The assassin shuddered, managed to open his eyes, and scanned the room for a week, but there was no one around.Jin Wu stretched out his hand and touched his painful head, the forehead was still cold, and he called again in a hoarse voice, "Shui Jiu?"

Zuo Sanniang sometimes comes to deliver soup and medicine.A few times when he was seriously injured, it was Yan Jiubian who changed his bloody clothes and wrapped them in fine cloth.But now there is no one in sight, only the smell of water agarwood diffuses in the room, like a cool breeze blowing on the face.

Jin Wu wondered if he was burnt out, and then he got into the quilt and lay down in a daze, his hot mind was thinking wildly: only when he was sick could he take a rest, and he didn't have to deal with the tigers and wolves on the Jianghu list , and there is no need to help the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Water clean up the mess.Thinking about it this way, he would rather be sick and crooked in the wing room every day, sleep soundly with his head depressed, and be a carefree lazy person.

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to go back to sleep, Jin Wu suddenly felt weird.The silk quilt was bulging, and there was a rustling sound from time to time. Someone swam over nimbly like a snake, wrapped his hands and feet in a slippery way, and stuck to his back. At first, it was as cold as snow, and then it was warm and soft.The breath brushed against the back of his ear, crisp|itchy.

The Raksha ghost jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, and grabbed the leather sheath beside the pillow.He was vigilant and in a hurry, ignoring his injuries, he just shouted: "Who!"

Fiddled with the silk quilt for a while, then suddenly a head popped out, dressed in white and snowy, it was the jade white swordsman who was hunted here and there by the assassins.This person ran all over the front and back yards, but now he sneaked onto Jin Wu's bed.

Yu Qiuxia propped up her thin quilt with a playful smile, and stretched out her hand to hold Jin Wu's knife-holding wrist, only to see his pair of black jade-like eyes were shining, and there was a slight dimple on his face.

"Shh, young master, just pretend that you are dreaming right now."

He lay on the bed and looked at Jin Wu, and held out his fingers seriously. "I'm afraid you're cold, so I'm here to warm you up."

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I'm signing a contract here!Thanks to the little friends who have been supporting me all the time, without you I can’t hold on (wipe away tears) I’m really grateful (*/?＼*)