beg for chivalry

The plain white moon disk hangs in the sky, and the crystal dew on the blades of grass is crystal clear and bright, like stars falling from nine days, reflecting each other.

In a short time, everything was quiet, and the clouds like white gauze covering the moon were condensed in the sky, and there were a few egrets standing among the mountains and fields like thick ink, silently extending their beaks into the streams and rivers.

The sound of wind and water seems to go away in an instant.Yu Qiuxia could only hear the noise in his heart, which could even be called deafening.His gaze fell on Jinwu's face blankly, and he traced the familiar and unfamiliar eyebrows and eyes several times, but he still felt like a dream.

He felt that he might have drifted to the underworld, and only then did he see such a scene of day and night dreams.

"Where is this?" He asked blankly.

"Feng Yuan." Jin Wu said, "You are really becoming more and more stupid like a pig, isn't this the foot of the Tianshan Gate?"

Yu Qiuxia blinked, "I thought if this place is not the 33rd heaven, it is the eighteenth floor of the underworld."

There is no need to pinch himself to confirm whether it is a dream, because he is suffering from broken bones and veins, which can be described as heartbreaking and ecstasy.

He escaped from the Tianshan Gate and returned from the snow and ice.But Jinwu left Jiading and returned to this place, with enough money to go to Dongshi to buy a Xiwusun horse, and Sanniang was still in Fengyuan, so she had to come.

Jinwu sneered and jumped onto the raft.He was standing in the water just now, half of his body was dripping wet, as if he was standing on the edge of the river cleaning things, when Yu Qiuxia looked at it, he realized that he was holding a small straight knife in his hand, the blade was still clinging to blood, and Among the loosened jet-black silk clothes, the bright red blood was particularly glaring.

"Master, you are..."

"Throw away things you don't want." Jinwu held the horn handle, washed the blade in the Zishui River, and put it back into the sheath.

He cut out the Ruyi pattern of Houtianlou on the bone of the lute, but Zuo Buzheng seemed to have expected this at the beginning, the carving was extremely deep, and he could only pick it off bit by bit.He wanted to try to use the snake's blood to fester the flesh, but Sanniang was not there, he never knew what to do, so he had to give up.

Yu Qiuxia saw that the bone was deep in the wound, so she couldn't help gasping, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Jin Wu turned his head and looked at him for a week, "What about you, are you in pain?"

Yubai Knife's third slash is the terrifying Golden Crow. He has seen Yu Qiuxia tied up with bamboo and wooden slats. He can't lift his hands and body. The wrapped cloth is blood red, so he knows it well. Immediately sighed in my heart.

Yu Qiuxia shook her head with all her strength, showing a pale and weak smile. "No pain."

It is not true to say this, and it is not false to say it.Yu Qiuxia had already suffered such heart-wrenching pain, and it was extremely difficult at first, but later she was able to maintain her sanity under such an injury, and even pretended to be indifferent, talking and laughing happily.

"Really." Jin Wu lay down on the raft and said slowly. "Then I don't feel any pain."

They lay on the raft and looked up at the dark sky.The night wind blew over the top of the head, shaking off the clusters of fiery red plump flowers.Fengyuan is dark and dignified. The straight square wall divides the city street like a pan, and only the quiet Zishui river flows with the peace of the countryside.

During the silence, Yu Qiuxia wanted to turn his head to look at his young master, but if he moved slightly, the pain would be too much. He was dripping with cold sweat, after all, he couldn't see the expression of the person beside him clearly.At this time, he listened to the Golden Crow.

"You slipped out from the Tianshan Gate?"

"…Um."

Yu Qiuxia hesitated for a while, but obediently admitted.He was afraid that Jinwu would turn his face suddenly and throw him back into Tianshan again.What's more, he is like a fish on an anvil at this time.

There should have been a thousand words to tell, but at this moment everything turned into a heart-wrenching thread.He stammered a bit and said, "Not far."

Jin Wu nodded, "I'm not far away." Then he asked, "I just heard you say that someone died in your family, my condolences."

Yu Qiuxia said heartily that I thought it was you.But Jin Wu's tone sounded polite and alienated, but it was not as affectionate as before when he was yelling and fighting, so he pursed his lips nervously, not daring to vent his anger.

They were silent again for a while.Silence has always been the most unbearable. You don't say anything, but you have a lot of thoughts in your heart. At the same time, you secretly speculate on the thoughts of others. The more you go, the more anxious you become.Yu Qiuxia felt hot-headed and uncomfortable, but if he said anything, it seemed that he would be defeated like water. At this moment, he really wished that the Golden Crow would punch him again, so that he could prevaricate it with a joke.

Yu Qiuxia felt uncomfortable, and Jinwu also felt puzzled, he was used to this person's slapstick pestering, but now he felt weird.Lying on the raft, he felt that the tree was trembling, and then he realized that it was his heart that was racing.He stared at the stars in the sky, and counted the 28 constellations in Sanyuan, but he was absent-minded.

Every time he couldn't help but sneak a glance to his side, and Yu Qiuxia seemed to notice something, he turned his head expressionlessly and continued to look at the sky absent-mindedly.

Finally, someone couldn't hold his breath and made a sound.

"I saw a headless corpse on the West Street...Young Master, I thought it was you." Yu Qiuxia struggled to pick up the Raksha copper noodle with a bamboo knot, and handed it to Jinwu. "He has wishful tattoos on his body. I thought you were caught by the Wumeng."

Jin Wu took the copper face, without looking at it, and threw it into the water with a wave of his hand.

The water splashed in all directions, disturbing the river of moonlight to pieces.He threw his elbows and turned around.Yu Qiuxia felt a hard knock on his forehead.

"Fool, stupid fool, you don't even recognize my copper face. When did you use your ghostly cleverness? Why is it good for a while and not working for a while?" Jin Wu glared at him, with a faint scar on the corner of his fierce eyes. So Yu Qiuxia suddenly remembered that there was no second cut on the copper surface.

"Then... who is the person in the suitcase?"

"Who knows." Jinwu pulled out a reed pipe, broke it and held it in his mouth, lazily said, "Maybe it's from the Ministry of Water. The name 'Black Raksha' is very useful, and it's better than 'Yasha'." Zuo Buzheng is even more notorious, if one is found and handed over to the Martial League, he will be tortured to death without explanation. Perhaps it was Zuo Buzheng, or Shui Jiu picked a person from the Ministry of Water to die on a whim."

Yu Qiuxia frowned, "But why do you pretend to be a black-clothed Rakshasa to the Wumeng from the Ministry of Water? They are both Houtianlou assassins, why do they kill each other?"

Jinwu's face was shrouded in the shadow of the tree, gloomy and cold: "For example, if you were an ordinary person, and one day you suddenly heard that the most hateful devil in the world was killed by an owl, what would you do?"

Yu Qiuxia tilted his head and said: "Ordinary people will naturally applaud." He thought for a while and added, "But young master, I will seriously mourn for you."

Jin Wu's mouth turned crooked immediately, Yu Qiuxia reckoned that he should be quite reluctant.

"Yes, this is a very pleasing thing, and when the people see the black-clothed Raksha's corpse, they will feel at ease, thinking that the Rakshasa ghost will never do evil again. But if there are rumors released later, Saying that the Rakshasa in black was killed by another extremely evil person, so what?"

A chill suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, Yu Qiuxia tremblingly said, "Could it be..."

The headless corpse on West Street was hacked into pieces, it was so tragic, it is hard to imagine that it was written by the Wumeng.Perhaps that person was brutally tortured once after his death.

If first publicizing the black-clothed Rakshasa's notoriety makes everyone in the world feel fear, and then a person suddenly appears to kill Rakshasa easily, it will definitely make the people of the world even more panic, and even surrender in fear.

Jinwu's voice floated calmly from beside him: "I think Zuo Buzheng is not the person in the dream, but we are still in the dream. When the black-clothed Rakshasa's notoriety is at its peak, it is the day when she will be replaced by Yasha."

The pitch-black silk clothes melted into the dark night, Yu Qiuxia finally turned her head, staring blankly at Jinwu's pale and indifferent profile.

"What do you want, master?"

Tangled expectations took root in his heart, maybe it was to pay off blood debts for relatives and friends, or to let the evil Houtianlou be destroyed, Yu Qiuxia thought, he could not see hatred from Jinwu, and was even terribly calm , as if all the flames ceased in the heart, leaving a pool of stagnant water.

He thought, "Yu Qiuxia" was born to save Jinwu, and there is nothing else.He was a villain who crawled out of the mire, maybe the Golden Crow asked him to break the killing ring of the Tianshan Gate, and he would really break it once.

The sky is full of remnant clouds and dense fog, the stars and the moon are dim, the raft seems to have drifted far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and the lights are dotted at the foot of the mountain like pieces of gold, bit by bit, and faintly swallowed by the night.

Jin Wu said. "I don't want anything."

After returning from Jiading, he became calmer and calmer.Yu Qiuxia could see that there seemed to be a deep scar lying across his heart, and he didn't know whether it had healed or was still dripping with blood.

He suddenly put his hand on Yu Qiuxia's neck and leaned over.A shadow shrouded Yu Qiuxia's face, he raised his head in a daze, and saw the pair of green eyes staring at him.Jin Wu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"What wish do you have? Wang Xiaoyuan, tell me."

Yu Qiuxia stared at his young master's eyes in a daze, but shook his head slowly.

What else does he wish for?All along, he only wanted to find the Golden Crow, as if as long as he did this, he would be satisfied for the rest of his life.

"Liar." Jin Wu looked about to roll his eyes, and knocked his head with his knuckles, "You said it very well last time, what do you want to buy a big house in Jiading, bring a theater building, put landscape painting screens in the house, shop A fluffy blanket. Eat as much as you want every day, and sleep as much as you want every day. 'You have to keep your head down and see you up.' He has an amazing memory, and he can recite almost word for word what he once said.

This made Yu Qiuxia blush with embarrassment.During that period of time, he was really outspoken, and he never spoke out of his head, and he sounded frivolous, but in fact he was too nervous, and he spit out whatever he thought of.

The messy jet-black hair touched his cheeks, with a tingly itching, Jinwu moved closer, and met his eyes, those green eyes were like the clear river and blue sea, somehow there seemed to be a subtle warmth hidden meaning.

Yu Qiuxia didn't dare to move, her weak and warm breath hit her face, already stirring her heartstrings into chaos.

"I have no wish." Jinwu said, his voice was flat but clear. "So I've come to grant your wish."

He stared into Yu Qiuxia's eyes, and said it again in a low voice.

"My wish is to fulfill your wish."

At some point, tiny stars lit up in the dim canopy.The cloud flakes, as if someone had pulled away the tulle, lit up thousands of lights hanging in the sky.The star river is bright and the water is gurgling. They are boating together in the endless river, rising and falling with the waves.

Yu Qiuxia's breath stagnates.

The shadow covering his face suddenly disappeared.Jin Wu got up, facing the wind of the river and looked at the flickering Fengyuan City.In front of the majestic mountain shadows and the magnificent city, the two of them are like dust, but in the open world, they are like mayflies.

They are all lonely people. If you look at them separately, they will not be tolerated by the world, but if you put them together, they will not stand alone and alone.

In the dead of night, Jinwu was standing on the raft looking at Fengyuan's painted walls and red bricks, when he suddenly heard Yu Qiuxia calling from behind: "Master..."

There seemed to be a smile in Yu Qiuxia's words.Because Jin Wu has always been duplicity, and never likes to talk to him what is in his heart, if he wants to talk, he has to go round and round the eighteen bends of the mountain road to give people some clues.

Jin Wu seemed upset and covered his ears, "Forget it! What you just said doesn't count!"

He didn't cover it tightly, revealing the red tips of his ears.Yu Qiuxia smiled and said: "I remember." Then he gritted his teeth and breathed into the bone veins, and also sat up.

Suddenly something cold slipped into his hand, Jin Wu was taken aback for a moment, and then a pair of fingers as cold as ice and snow covered it.When he turned around, he realized that Yu Qiuxia was holding his hand, holding the Yubai Saber in his hand.

This is the world's most famous knife, white as jade, yang and soft.No matter how many intrigues there are, all kinds of open and secret fights, they can't compare to that pure and perfect knife.

Jin Wu was dumbfounded.Even though he was the Houtianlou Assassin who was against the Tianshan Gate, he still held the Yubai Knife in awe, so when he touched the knife, he trembled slightly and was speechless.

Looking at the clasped hands, Yu Qiuxia said solemnly, his eyes as black as jade shone brightly, glowing with water:

"I entrust you with the sword, and I also give you my life. Young master, Yu Qiuxia is your sword, and Wang Xiaoyuan is also yours."

The clear moonlight seemed to be integrated with the blade, and the scabbard was translucent white with a flawless jade color, as if the rest of the world were eclipsed.This is the most famous knife in the world, it is cold with frost and snow, but it is extremely gentle.

After saying this, he suddenly felt lighter.After going through all kinds of hardships and hardships, and experiencing the heat and coldness of the world, just to find the person in front of him and say such a sentence.

The sound of the water is gurgling, and the arbor trees are floating on the surface of the Guangliao River, slowly and leisurely, as if time has never passed, and it stops here.

Unexpectedly, Jin Wu looked at the knife, remained silent for a while, and then loosened his fingers suddenly.

The jade white knife fell on the raft and turned around a few times.Jin Wu looked at it and smiled coldly, "No, I don't want it."

Before Yu Qiuxia could be dumbfounded, he turned to the side with his hips akimbo, and said to the pitch-black river.

"Such a waste."

"Huh?" Yu Qiuxia hadn't recovered from the shock of throwing the knife just now.

Jin Wu turned his head and sneered again. "I said, it's too wasteful. Don't you want to become a hero? You did it in Jiading a few years ago. You sneaked out of the mansion all day long, just because you couldn't chew the storyteller's passages in the tea shop." The story of the broken teeth? Since you want to be a knight, be careful, and don't be a swordsman for a villain like me."

Although Jinwu still had the narrow smile on his face as before, it was hard to suppress the self-deprecating feeling in his words.

In fact, after Jin Zhen's death, he often felt heartbroken and blamed himself from time to time: If he had died earlier before returning to Jiading, wouldn't he have suffered such a pain of bereavement?

The "Golden Crow" survived by keeping the promise it made with the grandpa, but it is always in the pain that life would be worse than death.The dead relatives and friends, the dead souls are like the lingering cold wind, everywhere and elusive.

Yu Qiuxia shook her head and said, "You are not a villain."

Jin Wu said lightly. "If I am not a wicked person, no one in the world will be a wicked person."

Seeing that there seemed to be depression in his heart, Yu Qiuxia understood the disposition of this stubborn temper and admitting to death, so he picked up the Yubai knife, lay down casually, and said. "Well, well, you're a villain."

"If you are a wicked person, then I should save you even more." Yu Qiuxia said seriously, "Persuading the evil and promoting the good is the most important thing to be a chivalrous man."

Jin Wu frowned slightly, and twisted his face away.He plucked another Jia flower and played with it one after another.Yu Qiuxia's cool eyes seemed to be on his back all the time, making him tremble all over and make his back feel hot.

"There are many poor and humble people in the world. If you want to save people, there are plenty of them." He looked at the dilapidated Jiaxu with his blue eyes, and his voice seemed to tremble a little. "All living beings, I am a lot less."

Everything seems to be quiet again.Jin Wu waited for Yu Qiuxia to answer, but the man behind him was silent.The sky full of stars falls on the water, as if the sky and the river are one, the nine-day stars are like beads like tears, the ash trees seem to be floating in the deep sky, the wind and light are intertwined, and the sky and the earth are becoming inseparable.

In the quiet night, a word suddenly came from behind.

"Save everyone, save everyone in the world, and you too."

The moonlight made Yu Qiuxia's face turn paler and paler, and because of this, Jin Wu could see his face clearly, the corners of his eyes shone with crystal light, as if he could not restrain himself from grief, but also wept from joy.

Yu Qiuxia said.

"One more than you, not many."