beg for chivalry

The mountains are winding, the blue river is sparkling, and the clouds like goose feathers are floating in the sky.Little Wupeng swayed slowly on the river, passed Jiading and Wuyang, and drifted towards the south gate of Tianfu.There are often some cargo ships here, bringing some rice goods into the city, and shuttle back and forth on the river like a shuttle.If you are empty-handed, you only need to pay the boatman two hundred Wen to sleep comfortably in the cabin, swaying in the microwave all the way to the south gate.

Zuo Sanniang curled up in the shed with her knees in her arms, and buried her face in her knees.She seemed to be asleep and woke up, and after a while, she touched the colored glaze flower hidden in her heart.The glazed flower originally had a small cover, and when it was lifted, there was a hole in it for putting dried flowers, with a faint fragrance, it was the favorite small object of girls' families.Now the dried flowers were poured out by her, she stuffed the Huandan in, and carefully closed the lid.

She stooped out of the boat tent, and saw the sky high and the river wide in front of her eyes, the mountains and waters, the warm wind blowing on her face, softly passing by the skirt of her hair, and she was as insignificant as a mayfly in the green peaks towering into the sky.The sight is both familiar and unfamiliar. Mashan, which was once overlooked day after day in Jiading Jinfu, was left behind and turned into a purple ink shadow of vines.

A sense of melancholy came to my heart suddenly, and my chest felt like being tightened. She was getting farther and farther away from her hometown, and Huan Dan was the source of this melancholy.Zuo Sanniang held up the glazed flower to look at the sunlight, and saw that pill shining brightly in the light, it looked like a drop of congealed blood in the glazed flower.She abandoned her hometown and relatives and friends for this little Danwan, and she seemed to be able to see her father and mother, as well as the valley people on the bank watching the farewell figure when she closed her eyes for a while, and everyone's eyes fell heavily on her. , as if to crush her shoulders.

"Baby, the south gate is coming soon. There are many people there, so I'll let you stay here." The boatman held a reed pipe in his mouth and said vaguely. Wu Peng reached the shore.

San Niang was slightly startled, and said with a smile, "Thank you." She touched a few hundred Wen for the boat, handed it to the boatman, and jumped off the boat.

On the boat that docked, there were sellers of black papers, and Zuo Sanniang had some money, so she bought a guide and sneaked into the city gate.Fortunately, there are so many exiled people, it is too much for them to check one by one.The people who checked Luyin looked at the document in her hand and saw that she was only carrying a small bag, so they waved her impatiently and let her in.

The city was full of noise and joy, the streets were bustling with warriors carrying swords, the voices of people were buzzing, shoulder to shoulder.It was the dog days at this time, and there were people who cut the meat with lamb legs tied up in front of restaurants, and some who used bamboo poles to yell Tian Siyi in front of tailor shops.People in five-color clothes floated past like colorful clouds in front of them, dazzled Zuo Sanniang.She vaguely remembered that the house where the Golden Crow was imprisoned was next to the Pugong Temple, so she hurriedly followed the pilgrims to squeeze past.

As she walked, Zuo Sanniang felt agitated in her heart.She couldn't help but recall that when she left Tianfu that night, Jinwu leaned against the pillar and smiled weakly at her face, which seemed to be burnt into her heart brightly.I don't know if Yan Jiubian tortured him again after she left, and whether her blindness has eaten his internal organs again?Just thinking about it a little bit, her heart ached like being cut by a blunt knife.

But before walking a few steps, she caught a glimpse of a row of hemp paper pasted on the earthen wall, which was the Jianghu Order issued by the Wumeng, with portraits of people offering rewards painted on it.She squinted her eyes carefully again, and suddenly her face turned pale with shock: the person drawn on the paper was wearing a peach heart bun, with a pair of watery almond eyes, it was her face!

Two ground sticks carrying wooden stiles put their heads in front of the Jianghu order pasted on the wall, looked at it for a long time, and muttered: "On weekdays, what you are looking for is a big black-haired man who murders and robs goods, or a lost family boy. Young master, why is it replaced by a female doll now?"

The Wumeng does not often issue Jianghu orders, and sometimes they do not issue them once in two or three years.But if Jianghu orders are issued, no cunning and cunning murderer can escape the snare.The members of the Wumeng are all over the world, and there are many heroes.If anyone uncovers this decree, he will be rewarded and rewarded by the leader of the Martial League, which often attracts heroes from all walks of life to rush to win it.

That stick usually hangs around with the officials, and he can read a few words, so he immediately read thoughtfully: "Arrest: Zuo Sanniang, a native of Puting, Lingzhou. This person has an affair with Houtianlou, and poisoned 110 people." Seven people, if anyone reports their whereabouts, they will be rewarded with a thousand copper coins, and those who catch them will be rewarded with 400 taels of silver."

"That's right, this doll looks delicate and tender, how can it be a snake? I have lived to this age, and even the chickens dare to be slaughtered in the butcher's shop."

The other stick laughed and said, "Then you're still messing around here!" He looked at the hemp paper several times carefully, his eyes glistening with desire, and said, "What about 400 taels of silver, if I catch you If you miss this girl doll, wouldn’t it be hair!"

It turned out that Yan Jiubian was pretending to be the Golden Crow to hang out in front of Wu Wugong, the leader of the Martial League, and lied casually, saying that he was poisoned by Zuo Sanniang, and wanted to borrow the hand of the Martial League Get rid of her.Wu Wugong also doted on his nephew in his heart, he believed this, and immediately ordered Jianghu to arrest Sanniang.

When Zuo Sanniang heard what these two people said, she felt her heart jumping with fear, her heart pounding against her chest.She hurried to the other side of the street with her head down, touched the bag, and there happened to be a green cloth scarf that the people in the valley warmly stuffed for her when she returned to the valley, and it was embroidered with delicate patterns of banyan trees.She hurriedly wrapped the scarf around her face to cover her face, and tied a small knot behind her head.

But just now she buried her head in fastening it, when she raised her head, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a face close to her eyes.

Suddenly her heart skipped a beat, Zuo Sanniang took a step back suddenly, her back was hairy, and sweat was streaming down her heels.The face she was looking at had a pair of narrow eyes, a broad nose, sharply pursed lips, and a mustache. It looked like a rogue-headed man.Looking at this person with an oxtail knife on his back and a fire-patterned silk ribbon on his arm, it seems that he is still a member of the Tunri Gang of the Northern School.

This man was staring at him before she put on the scarf just now!Zuo Sanniang shuddered all over, stepping back in the crowd warily.

The man from the Tunri Gang looked Zuo Sanniang carefully, and there seemed to be a sinister cold light in his narrowed eyes.He raised his hand and unfolded a crumpled Jianghu order: "Hey, girl. Have you seen the person above?"

It was her face that was painted on Jiang Hu Ling.Zuo Sanniang trembled all over, and shook her head slightly for a long time.

"Hmph, but I see," the man smiled sullenly, his body suddenly swelled up, his hands shot out like lightning, and attacked Zuo Sanniang, "...I have seen you before!"

He recognized himself, and wanted to lift his scarf!Zuo Sanniang was terrified, and ducked into the crowd.The crowd seemed to set off a turbulent wave, and countless feet in straw sandals moved chaotically in front of her, sweeping and colliding with her.

Suddenly, someone screamed: "It's the devil on Jianghu Order!"Zuo Sanniang felt as if she had been crushed left and right by a millstone, bumped by legs and feet as dense as a forest, as if being grabbed by the neck, she couldn't breathe.

She stumbled and escaped from the crowd, turned into the alley next to Sihetou, and fled desperately.The human voice clung to her behind like a fly, she ran until her stomach became sour, and her face was red with beads of sweat.After staying in the winding alley and running wildly for a long time, the surrounding area was finally cleared up, Zuo Sanniang was panting like a donkey, all she could hear was her own heartbeat and the movement of the lamp in front of the hall next to the wall, preparing to sing the lamp tonight The rustle of play.

The streets were impassable, and everywhere there were people looking for her with Zhang Jianghuling in their hands.

Zuo Sanniang rested for a while, and walked slowly against the wall somewhat dejectedly.After thinking about it for a while, she knew that this order of the world must have been set up by Yan Jiubian's family. He didn't need Hou Tianlou to show up to raise suspicion, but he could kill people with a knife, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

There is a dense camphor forest beside the Pugong Temple, and the stone road winds up and disappears into the green shadows.The sun shines from the wooden Luan head-on, like tens of thousands of white silk threads, and a little bit of light dust surges among them.In the past few days, there was a relative gathering, and the pilgrims gathered at the side of the martial arts field, at most offering a few sticks of incense in front of the stone path, the place is so clean that no one sets foot.

Sanniang stepped onto the stone path with her tired legs.She avoided the warriors patrolling the street like a bereaved dog, and sneaked into the camphor forest beside the temple.Just go through the stone path, and you can go to the house where Jinwu is locked.

The woods were quiet, and the insects' chirping was weak, and one piece rose and another fell.She stepped on the grassy slope covered with camphor leaves and carefully approached the wall surrounding the house, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure standing on the small blue tile like a crow.

Zuo Sanniang stuffed her fingers into her mouth quickly, and she didn't cry out at that moment.She was dripping with cold sweat, and her heart was beating wildly as if it was going to be torn apart.Little by little, she squatted down to the railing of the stone path, and grasped her arms tightly.

It was an assassin in black, his face was covered with a Xiuli ghost mask and a fin-eared leopard mask, which was frighteningly cold.The assassin squatted on the eaves of the house, looked left and right, and looked around coldly.He held a gun in his hand, if he saw his figure, he would be hit by the iron bullets in the gun and his head would be torn apart, bloody and bloody.

It doesn't work here either.A sense of despair clung to Zuo Sanniang's heart like a vine.She had thought that the house should indeed be guarded by assassins, how could she, a girl with no martial arts and no strength to restrain a chicken, be able to defeat this group of evil spirits in fine armor?

Panting for breath, she moved carefully on the stone path and exited the camphor forest step by step.Zuo Sanniang squatted in front of the velvet stone lion, pulling her hair in distress and despair.Everywhere is a dead end, she can't enter the house.Even if he got the return pill, he couldn't send it to the Golden Crow.

Feeling anxious and aching in her heart, Zuo Sanniang walked to the Pugong Temple in a daze, her steps faltering.What else can she do?Who can drive the assassins away and deliver the medicine to the Golden Crow for her?Every time he got poisoned, he was so miserable, and he didn't know if he was still alive at this time. He must have suffered a lot during the time she left.If he had suffered the heart-piercing pain once, no one would want to suffer it again, but he would do it every night.

There were scattered footsteps coming from the side of the temple.Zuo Sanniang turned her head to look, and was first surprised.The people who came were a group of Taoist priests in white robes and snow belts, offering incense in front of the tripod.Apart from them, there were no other pilgrims in the temple, and this group of Taoist priests was quiet, they pursed their lips and kept silent when offering incense, only the rustling of their robes could be heard.Swords were hung on their backs and waists, and a string of jade beads was tied to the hilt, which jingled when they were slightly dragged in the wind.

——He is from the Tianshan Gate.

Zuo Sanniang suddenly came to his senses, and jumped up from the stone steps happily.

She thought of a way to enter the house. Everyone in the world said that Tianshan Gate and Houtian Tower are incompatible, and there are many old-fashioned and warm-hearted people in Tianshan Gate. As long as these Taoist priests are asked to lure away the assassins from the house, she will be able to escape with the sick Jinwu. .Why didn't she think of it?Tianfu is approaching the Martial League Conference during this time, and heroes from all walks of life gather here, and Tianshan Gate is no exception.

The Taoist priests finished offering incense in front of the incense tripod and entered the Buddhist hall neatly.Zuo Sanniang saw a person approaching from a distance, wearing a white gauze hat on his head, his face dimly hidden behind the gauze curtain, with a long snow-white knife tied around his waist, looking idle.Is this person that Yu Qiuxia or who?

Sanniang had seen the appearance of the Yubai swordsman in the past, but now she couldn't get rid of her tongue when she saw it, she hurriedly jumped up from the side of the stone road and ran over, saying:

"Hey, hello! Wang Xiaoyuan, why are you here, and why are you dressed like this?"

The man paused and turned slightly to look at her.Zuo Sanniang saw that he didn't speak, the more she felt that he was a cowardly man, the more angry she became.She also hoped that Wang Xiaoyuan would be able to help Jinwu when he remembered the past, but unexpectedly, he slipped back to Tianshan Gate without saying a word, leaving Jinwu alone in the cold house.

Zuo Sanniang said angrily: "Why don't you speak? Are you afraid that I will ask you where the young master is? You stupid guy, you don't want to tell me when your head is recovered, and you are wandering with Senior Zhu!"

The Taoist priests at the Tianshan Gate stopped walking into the hall, turned around and stared at the two of them.

Sanniang suddenly felt a little strange.The eyes of this group of people were cold and rigid, and their eyes were like pitch-black pools of ink, without waves of sadness or joy.A chill crept up her back, she tilted her head, leaned in front of the person wearing the gauze hat, and asked worriedly: "...Wang Xiaoyuan?"

In an instant, a chill hit my heart suddenly.

It was a wonderful sense of shock that she had never experienced in her life. She heard the sound of blood gurgling in her body, and the dull sound of a drum beating in her heart.But after an instant, all the sounds seemed to return to dead silence, and the extreme cold and scorching heat engulfed the body, crushing the flesh and blood in severe pain.

Zuo Sanniang looked down, only to see a shining blade piercing her chest.

Hot blood trickled down the blade slowly like a snake, and turned into thick blood beads on the edge of the blade.She couldn't speak, and could only moan intermittently from her throat, and then slid down little by little, like a rotten leaf struggling to fall off a branch.Her strength was draining, and the world seemed to be turning into a dark icehouse. She was falling, falling into the boundless, dark sea.

When she fell down, a colorful scene like a horse riding a lantern flashed in her mind.Sometimes it was the time when I was young and playing carefree in the Valley of Ten Thousand Doctors, and sometimes it was the time when I was bickering with Jin Wu in Houtianlou.Being a little maid in the Jin Mansion is also very happy, because Jin Wu always thinks that she is not doing a good job, so he takes over the work, and the monthly money given to her can make her a daughter in other villages.

Looking back, the past was full of apricot blossoms, spring rains, and bright skies. The only unhappy time was when Jinwu was sad.His mouth was tightly locked, but there were many things hidden in his heart. He always stayed quietly by the railing, drinking and blowing in the air, his eyes were as green as a still pool, without wind or waves.There are also the figures of her parents and Gu people saying goodbye to her loudly on the bank. They are shouting to her earnestly and with tears in their eyes, wishing her a safe journey.

At the moment before she died, Zuo Sanniang saw only the figure of the man in white pulling the knife from her chest in the dim field of vision.The blade trembled slightly, leaving thick bloodstains on the green brick.

Behind that gauze hat seemed to hide a pair of cold eyes like a bird of prey, taking her life and death into view mercilessly.