beg for chivalry

On the eighth day of May, Luoquan in Zizhou.

A row of low eaves stands beside the narrow street. The blue and gray tiles are dripping with last night's rain, and when they fall into the water beach, they make a crisp sound like a wind chime.Sitting in twos and threes under the eaves were inviting girls with Luoyang flowers on their heads. The translucent white beads fell on the pleated skirts, soaking round water stains, which made the girls shrink back into the shed with their bamboo stools.There are often some prostitutes in the streets and alleys. They earn a few bucks and put on gauze clothes that look like cicada wings in early summer, revealing a part of their white arms that are partly visible. whitening.

The prostitutes often stay by the street, attracting the men they like, and then tenderly take their arms back to the house.They may have to spend their whole lives in the gray streets and alleys, but they will never step into the street.The reason is that there is a pink and white stone wall, which surrounds a pool of clear water, winding corridors and elegant halls. The halls of the Zuichun Garden stand in a magnificent manner, with golden windows, embroidered doors, and spring screen brocade tents, covering the first floor of the music. In a dream.

But now in the Drunken Spring Garden, green willows are blowing on the stream, singing and dancing, and there is a winding corridor under the eaves and corners of the high-rise buildings.There were two people walking side by side in the corridor, talking in low voices with the laughter of the girls.The strange thing is that both of them are dressed in black silk military uniforms, with smoldering copper ghost masks tied around their waists, which are incompatible with this pink and rouge place.

One of them has disheveled hair, a bearded face, and his front is wide open. He is walking staggeringly with a straw shoe woven from straw.The man returned to his usual slovenly appearance, and with drunken eyes he flipped the paper on the red pottery wine jar and muttered, "To be honest, I never wanted to go to a place like Hongfen Brothel, but now I'm being accepted by you." Abducted onto a thief ship."

The other person closed his eyes, his face was cold and indifferent, and he said: "Your board and lodging here are all paid by me. The least money is paid, but the most complaints are made. It really is a virtue like your son."

Mrs. Wang smiled, and moved to his side, "I can't rely on a rich boss to support me. But I have something to ask. This question has been on my mind for a long time, and I want to vomit it."

This person always has the air of a stick that he is used to in the streets and alleys, and he is clinging like glue. He is exactly the same as Wang Xiaoyuan, with an endless annoying energy.

Jin Wu stopped in his tracks and stared at him steadfastly: "Say it."

"Is your illness real or fake?" Mrs. Wang rubbed her chin and said, "I have ambushed some Tubu men in Chengyi, pretending to be bullshit sticks, just because I am afraid that something will happen to your medicine jar. .It turned out to be useless in the end, and you jumped out of the coffin by yourself."

He thought of the Golden Crow who was carried out of the carriage by the assassins of the Ministry of Fire, his face was pale, and his whole body was as weak as if his muscles had been pulled and his soul convulsed.It is said to be fake, but it looks very real, and no actor can act like that.

"Half-truth, half-false." After a moment of silence, Jin Wu said.His gaze crossed the vermilion lacquer railing and landed on the ups and downs of the water, where the blue algae leaves stretched out in the water, sinking into the clear waves from time to time. "During the period when I was locked up in Tianfu, people from the Ministry of Water took care of me. They took Zuo Sanniang's prescription to make medicine for me, trying to restore my body to be interrogated by Yan Jiubian, but But in fact, it's not."

Mrs. Wang scratched her head: "Why?"

Jin Wu suddenly turned around and smiled slightly.His face was immersed in the shadow of the porch, his blue eyes shone with an indescribable coldness, he looked a little bleak, "Because the prescription wasn't Zuo Sanniang's, I changed it."

This sentence was unremarkable when it was first heard, but it exploded in people's minds like a thunderbolt from a clear sky after chewing on it carefully.Mrs. Wang was speechless for a moment, blinked a few times, and then said slowly:

"You... poisoned yourself?"

"That's right. The people in the Ministry of Water couldn't understand medical prescriptions, so I added a few flavors to it and made it into a poisonous soup. At that time, Yan Jiubian had the Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Fire in his hands, and he was able to get along with Jin Yiling." It was difficult for me to take care of Zuo Sanniang, and Yan Jiubian would have been much more relaxed if she looked very sick. Therefore, during that period of time, I was really sick and almost died. "

Jin Wu said, frowning as if recalling something unpleasant, suddenly turned his head and glared at Mrs. Wang, "Yes, I was well ill, but your bastard is really hateful, almost killed me."

Mrs. Wang laughed out loud, her eyes narrowed into small slits, and she jumped on tiptoe like a monkey.The terracotta jar in his arms trembled, and the wine spilled on his bare chest, filling the air with a strong and intoxicating aroma of mulberries. "Who do you know Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu has never given you his name, but why don't you call Lao Tzu 'Tu Yi'?"

Just at a time when a small class was walking slowly along the corridor with a nanmu tray, Jinwu called her to stop, took two white porcelain wine cups from the wooden table, and put them on the corridor railing.Taking advantage of the opportunity, he grabbed the wine jar in Mrs. Wang's arms, tore off the sealing paper, and poured two cups of mellow Bashanqing.

Jin Wu lowered his head and poured wine, and said, with a faint smile on his face, "I saw you in Jianghu Order, so I naturally remember it. Evil Mangou ran away from his family a few years ago and was left without a leader. Houtianlou Shuibu heard it." He sneered again, "...not to mention that your virtue is exactly the same as someone, it's hard not to recognize him."

The summer wind patrols the courtyard, blows the grass and bright flowers, and the green lotus like a jade plate taps the surface of the pool lightly, crushing the pool of light.The slightly stuffy wind rushed into the corridor pillars, blowing the black clothes of the two of them rattling.

"It's really a skill to bear the humiliation and bear the burden of burying in Houtianlou for several years." Jin Wu raised his glass, "Toast to you, the king."

Mrs. Wang picked up the wine cup, "No need, no need, we are all the same, son-in-law."

Jin Wu's hand paused, "What did you call me?"

"Hey, why are you hiding it? The story of your love affair with that little brat in my family is almost spread all over Houtianlou, and I heard it from outsiders in Pengmen." Mrs. Wang waved her hand nonchalantly, " That kid has been a loser since he was a child, and he has always eaten more than he earned, and he can't sell for a few bucks, so it's better to find a rich master to be with him. Well, a foolish son-in-law with a lot of money."

"..." Jin Wu's eyes were suddenly fierce. He always felt that he was not very angry with Mrs. Wang. Before that, he still had a respectful look, so he considered his words a little bit. Now he finally showed his true colors, and he wanted to scatter fire on Wang Xiaoyuan. Also give birth to a copy.After a long while, he held back a few words at Mrs. Wang, "... poor bastard!"

He remembered that he used to pretend to be a girl and sold Yu Qiuxia to the Zuichun Garden. At that time, Yu Qiuxia complained that he was sold by others. It happened several times when he was young. Now that he thinks about it, it must be this way. Good work by a sloppy man.

Mrs. Wang yelled and strangled his neck with her arms, "Hey, why did you talk to my father-in-law! To be honest, if it weren't for the little oil on your body, I would still love to sell that bastard into a brothel!"

The two were playing around on the porch, and the other person who was sitting not far away almost knocked over the teacup.Yu Yiwei was sitting on the porch stool, covering his head and face with soap gauze.He was sipping on Huamaofeng, looking at the scattered poplar flowers in the garden.Jin Wu and Wang Tai came from far away, arguing about something and pushing and shoving. He was so nervous that he rolled the cup in his left and right hands. When the two were approaching, he stood up abruptly and stood straight in front of them. .

In front of these two people, Yu Yiwei always felt reserved.One used to be the head of the Wicked Ditch, and the other was a black-clothed Rakshasa full of crimes. He was just a wimp who could only be beaten by soldiers and crabs. For a while, sweat dripped down his back like rain.

"Hey, why don't you leave." Mrs. Wang booed and waved her hands when she saw him. "Aren't you from the Tianshan Gate? There's nothing to stay here, so go back quickly. My son-in-law's money is enough for me alone."

Yu Yiwei murmured, "I...I can't go back."

It seems that the news that the disciples of the second bead of the Tianshan Gate were exterminated has not yet spread.It's no wonder that Yan Jiubian did a lot of work this time. Not only did he slaughter all the passers-by in the inn, but he also transported the corpses to the mountains and dug a pit for burial.He and Yuzhi Xu once risked letting some people go, but the Tianshan Gate was considered hopeless.

Mrs. Wang frowned: "Why can't you go back? Didn't the legs come from your body, or did you lose the burden to go on the road?" Then she stretched out her hand to touch the belt of the Golden Crow, trying to take out a purse from there, "Hey, east bed Quick son-in-law, look at his pitiful appearance, lend this kid some money."

Jin Wu dodged, folded his hands and looked at Yu Yiwei indifferently: "It's fine to stay here, this is the territory of the Southern School, it's better than going out and being caught by Yan Jiubian."

These words sounded particularly reassuring, Yu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body suddenly lost strength, and he relaxed after being tense all this time, his muscles felt heavy and sore like lead.Sleepiness invaded his body like a colony of ants, biting his mind, he wanted to just lie down on the stone bricks and sleep for a long time.

The Tianshan Gate was destroyed, Yu Zhixu and other disciples died before their eyes, and his junior sister was kidnapped by a group of ghosts. He reluctantly cut off half of his face... Now he only hopes that these are just a nightmare, and he can recover when he wakes up from the dream.

Yu Yiwei stood there in a daze, when a gust of summer wind blew past quietly, he blinked vigorously, and became dizzy for a moment, as if he was in an illusion.In front of you, you can only see the grass and green shade, the mountains are green and red, and the garden is full of fragrance.Qionglou Jinge, dancing, feasting and singing are better than fairyland in the sky.For a moment his eyes were dry, and after blinking a few times, he shed tears unknowingly.

Can he stay here?With the southern faction under his control, he no longer has to sit on the ground, eat and sleep in the open, and no longer has to be suspected by the assassins of the Houtianlou, like a fish in a pond and a swallow, always in fear.He is alive, and this alone is as lucky as the blessings accumulated in three lifetimes. He has successfully escaped from the clutches of Houtianlou!

The blood rushed to his head, Yu Yi was so elated as if he was not out of breath, he hurriedly took a step forward and said impatiently: "I...I want to stay in..."

But before he finished speaking, he stepped on the crack of the knocked stone bricks, staggered and fell, gnawed on the mud, and stared at him.When he opened his eyes, he saw something slipping out of his arms, bouncing on the ground a few times, circling around and then stopping in front of him.

——It was a copper coin tied with a red thread.

Although it looked worn out, with mottled scratches, it had been carefully and preciously wiped by him.When he took the copper coin from the man, he didn't know that it was the last token left by the man.

In a trance, Yu Yiwei seemed to be in the hot and gloomy streets and alleys of Tianfu again, with big birds chirping, pill bells jingling, and the spicy aroma of hot sauce lingering in his nostrils.Yuzhi Xu took his hand and walked ahead, then turned back to stare at him suddenly, his dark eyes seemed to be full of thoughts.Yuzhi Xu frowned slightly, his expression still calm, and he solemnly stuffed the copper coin into his hand.

This is the evil spirit item in Qian Zhanshu in western Sichuan. Yu Zhixu gave it to himself, and he really suffered a disaster and died in that deep and tragic night.

Yu Yi didn't look at the copper coin, tears suddenly flowed down like a dam burst.He still can't live comfortably, he saved the remaining disciples of Tianshanmen.The person Yu Zhixu wants to save will never be a wimp and soft-headed person. Yu Bingzi is still suffering in the hell surrounded by ghosts, and he can't run away.

"...I want to go back to Houtianlou." Yu Yiwei sniffled, closed her eyes cruelly, and gritted her teeth.

Mrs. Wang and Jin Wu were arguing disrespectfully, and they stopped immediately after hearing what he said.It was easy for Yu Yiwei to escape, but it was even more difficult to go back. This time, the people in the Ministry of Fire were wiped out by the Ministry of Earth. Maybe Yan Jiu became more suspicious and walked on thin ice in Houtianlou.

Jin Wu was silent for a while, and said, "Let's talk about it first, you go back to save people, but we don't have so many people to lend you. It will take a few lives to confront that woman from Zuo Buzheng, so you just have to go back one by one." People go back."

"It's okay, I'm used to it by myself..."

Yu Yi didn't twist the corners of his clothes, and there was bitterness in his smile.He closed his eyes and wiped away the tears with his sleeve, the remaining half of his face was still slightly distorted by fear.He plucked up his courage and pretended to be relaxed and said, "The face is shaved, what else can I do, let's go all the way to the dark. I'm going back to Tianfu now to see if I can get past the assassins. Thank you two big brothers for your help." rescued."

Trembling, he bowed to the two, turned around and took a staggering step.Even though it was early summer, he felt a little cold.He's going back to the wolf's lair again, I don't know if it's bad luck or good luck this time?

"...Xu Fan."

Jin Wu called him from behind, Yu Yiwei turned his head abruptly, only to see the corner of the man's mouth curled up in a rare way.Jin Wu's expression softened a little, and he said: "You are not a coward, let alone a wimp, you are a capable person."

So far, he has waded through the sea of ​​blood several times and seen the miserable situation in the world. He thinks that his mind should be a little stronger than ordinary people.But now, after hearing this, his eyes that should have been dry and had just shed tears just now seemed to be filled with tears again.

"I don't care," Yu Yi turned around and walked into the whimpering wind, "As long as I can save people, it doesn't matter if I am a human or a ghost."