beg for chivalry

The bed was creaking, and the shadows of staggered figures were projected on the paper curtain.The bright tile windows were not closed tightly, and a few wisps of cold morning breeze swayed in, and fell on the body through the paper curtain soaked in frankincense, icy cold.

As soon as Yan Jiubian opened his eyes, he felt pain and itching all over his body.Looking down, his body was covered in bruises and red marks, as if a dye shop had been opened on his body.There was a rustling sound on the bed, several Water Ministry assassins got out of the thin quilt, and the wounds on their white bodies were mottled and mottled, full of traces of the abuse left by the left master last night.

There was a puddle of blood and mud lying beside the bed, and there was no human appearance.But in a short while there will be assassins from the soil department to tidy up this place without leaving any bloodstains.Yan Jiubian glanced at it indifferently, got out of bed and shivered, picked up the clothes from the hem and covered him.Yaksha always loves to toss people in different ways during sex in bed, ranging from skin to bruises to severe cases of head and neck separation.Yan Jiubian is the one she likes the most, even though he tortured him harder than others, he still doesn't kill him.

"Do you still have the ointment, Shui Jiu?"

"No, I have to ask Kibe for some more."

"Be careful, don't be tormented to death by the left master before then." The assassins of the Ministry of Water smiled stiffly at Yan Jiubian, their voices were hoarse.

The assassins straightened their clothes and went out separately.Yan Jiubian gritted his teeth, dragged his tired body up the railing of Guanyin Pavilion, and leaped down.

Yan Jiubian's heart was relieved, but when he stepped on the branch of the ginkgo tree, his foot slipped and he fell flat on his back.

A small laugh came from the side, Yan Jiubian looked up angrily, and saw a few Jinbu assassins sitting around the octagonal pavilion, throwing sabers at him and smiling at him.When Zuo Zhuzhu is not around, they can tease people wantonly. The Jinbu assassins are all ruthless characters who have experienced swords and blood. They look down on the Water Ministry who is doing the trick of selling appearances. They think that the Water Ministry is full of Israeli servants. man's coward.The few people whistled at him contemptuously, squeezed their hands and made a gesture of mating with him, and immediately chirped and laughed like birds.

"Last night we hang out for a long time..."

"...The Ministry of Water...deserves to be oppressed by thousands of people..."

Yan Jiubian's heart became angry, and he quietly pressed the jade wrench finger, and a small opening was opened on the side of the jade wrench, and the silver string could be shot out with a slight push.Maybe he could wrap the silkworm thread around the heads and necks of those assassins without anyone noticing, twisting them to pieces invisibly.

With a flick of the finger, the string flew out instantly, shining slightly in the sunlight.The Jinbu assassins didn't seem to notice, they just whispered some gossip.Yan Jiubian was overjoyed, and hurriedly moved the string to attack them!

Unexpectedly, at this time, a hand suddenly came out from the side, holding a branch folded from the tree and covered with bright red mountain berries. With a dexterous twist, the silver thread he shot was twisted into a group.Unfortunately, before the silkworm thread touched a hair tip of Jinbu Assassin's hair, it was curled up in a mess, and it was pulled back in a whirl.

"I cheated on your mother... who is it!" Yan Jiubian was so angry that he followed the branch and saw the Raksha ghost standing beside him, with the ghost's face on his head, He hugged the hawthorn full of berries in his arms, and held the branch in the other hand.

Jin Wu's mouth was stuffed, and he chewed the sour fruit expressionlessly.After a long time, I finally swallowed a mouthful before saying vaguely:

"Don't do it."

Yan Jiubian was about to burst into flames with anger: "Why is it you again!"

This Raksha ghost named Jin Wu, who was with him, repeatedly spoiled his good deeds. Although he was his supporter, he kicked him on the back hard when he was at Qian's house in Zhongzhou a few days ago, and almost kicked him. Broken spine.Now he is trying to disturb his silkworm thread again, it's really hateful.

"Don't kill people in... the temple... hiccup." Jin Wu spoke with difficulty while eating fruit.

"Who made the rules?" Yan Jiubian sneered, "Zuo Zhuzhu hasn't said that members of the same tribe are not allowed to kill each other, so I can kill one or two people who insult the Ministry of Water?"

Jin Wu said: "I've decided. Because it's dirty here... um... I can't swallow anything."

When he said this, he was still tirelessly plucking fruits from the branches and eating two at a time. He looked like a wok-bodied hungry ghost who hadn't eaten in 800 years.Yan Jiubian was speechless, his eyes fell on his eyes that seemed to be glowing with green luster, and suddenly remembered that he had indeed seen this person in the past.The Raksha ghost in the Jinbu seems to have a talent for killing people, and it may be Hou Tianlou's most powerful knife in the future.

Yan Jiubian's eyes flashed the image of him stepping on the river of blood and fighting with Qian Laogui on a rainy night in Zhongzhou, with a knife in his hand and a sharp edge.But most of the time, the Raksha ghost seems to just stay and doze in the sunflower field of Tongle Temple, and occasionally dig a worm or two from the vegetable leaves to eat.

The clothes-robbing ghost put away the string angrily, turned around to block the noisy jeers behind him, his eyes were red, and he said coldly to the Raksha ghost: "You are also from the Jinbu, did you come to see my jokes? , why don't you get along with them too? I feel in my heart that there is no need for any supporters, you just go up and kill them yourself!"

Jin Wu's eyeballs rolled around for a week before he said slowly, "No."

"Why not? Aren't you all jealous that we can get close to Zuozhuzhu's body and be favored by her?" Yan Jiubian walked quickly to the Guanyin Pavilion, and after turning the corner, he saw no one around, so he snapped at him He shouted, "Aren't you convinced, thinking that as long as we have some skin-to-skin relationship with Zuozhulou and be turned into a red wave, we can gain a firm foothold in Houtianlou?"

The Raksha ghost followed slowly, with a glint in his blue eyes, he suddenly said in surprise: "...you like Zuo Buzheng so much?"

"Then what do I want! Do you want to hate her while being tortured by Master Zuo? You don't know how she treats me every night, stroking everyone from head to toe, and if there is something wrong with my body Like her old love, she will goug it out with bloody hands and throw it on the ground. Afterwards, she will whip her body with an iron thorn whip, saying that she wants to teach us to suffer from her old friend, every time If I don’t like her anymore, I will always think in my heart that I am willing to suffer, and I will die there sooner or later!” Yan Jiubian stared at him angrily, almost He said hoarsely, "How do you understand? People in the Ministry of Finance only kill people with their knives, and the rest of the time they only need to speak quickly!"

Jin Wu didn't stuff fruit into his mouth for a long time, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I understand."

Yan Jiubian was just about to reply that you know what a fart, when he carefully placed the Shanlihong in his arms at the foot of the tree, patted the black silk clothes, and slowly loosened the front.After Yan Jiubian vented the incident just now, he looked at him panting, only to see a piece of pale skin on his chest and neck exposed.There is an extremely deep Ruyi pattern carved on it, each stroke seems to be poured with a thousand ounces of force, like a deep scar on his body.

This wishful pattern was carved with a knife!When his eyes fell on the pattern, the Clothes Ghost not only shuddered.The Houtianlou Assassin used needles dipped in green lotus juice when stabbing Ruyi lines, and the color was extremely difficult to fade after entering the skin.But the person who carved the Ruyi pattern on Jin Wu's body was different, as if he wanted the scar to be engraved into the bone marrow, he scratched and gouged the skin over and over again.

"When I first waited for the Tianlou, I was also tossed by the wrong left." Jin Wu straightened his clothes, raised his head and thought for a while, but his mind was still clouded, "She beat my hands and feet. It was broken, and I was tied to the couch for three months, and I was fed some bitter thick soup every day. After I got better, the old sister wanted to use me up again, and wanted me to stay with her in bed for the rest of my life. "

"…and then?"

Jin Wu picked a fruit from the foot of the tree and stuffed it into his mouth, "The day she wanted people from Kibe to cut my tendons and tendons, I killed all the people she brought."

The Cloaked Ghost shuddered, as if he had heard about it vaguely.The assassins privately had rumors that Zuo Zhuzhu once brought a child back. The child's hands and feet were severed, and Zuo Buzheng beat him so that his internal organs were dislocated. When he brought him back, he looked like a bloody man.But somehow I heard that the child took the opportunity to bite the pair of scissors, and slit the throats of the people in the room fiercely.

Is it him?

Yan Jiubian stared at Jin Wu.The undisciplined and hostile aura in this person are all blended together, it looks sharp, but it is unpredictable.So he tremblingly said: "You...really killed them all?"

"Well, that's why Zuo Buzheng felt that I should do the blood-licking business. I might be a good knife and could kill many people for her, so he let me go to the Ministry of Gold to be an assassin." Jin Wu picked it up one by one. He picked up the hawthorn fruit, wiped it and stuffed it carefully into his pocket, plain and authentic. "But there's always something wrong. She always wants me to find the way in the most dangerous places, and she sincerely wants to kill me."

"So what I want to tell you is that the Ministry of Finance is not that good. Do you remember how many receivers you changed this month, Shui Jiu?"

The Cloaked Ghost took a deep breath and said, "Nine."

The assistants he partnered with had always been assassins from the Ministry of Finance, and occasionally there would be a few from the Ministry of Fire, but they all changed very quickly.Because there have never been long-lived assassins in Houtianlou, the partners who were greeting yesterday may turn into carrion and bones today.

Jin Wu raised his eyebrows in a rare way, and threw a hawthorn fruit into his hand, his voice was still cold, but there seemed to be a smile on his face.

"I will be the tenth respondent for a little longer."

The days are like a shuttle on a loom, and a lot has passed in a flash.In Tongle Temple, there is a lush forest and deep bamboo, and the summer trees are green.

When he had nothing to do, Yan Jiubian began to practice swords.He picked a good steel sword from the Lanqi frame, but no matter what kind of good sword it was, it lost its ability to cut iron like mud in front of Jin Wu, like a blunt wooden branch.The longer we got together, the more Yan Jiubian felt that this man was really a martial arts prodigy, no matter how hard he was, he could see the tricks at a glance.He often used all his strength to kill madly, but was easily kicked over by Jin Wu.But he refused to accept it, so he was beaten more and more, and most of the time he lay down in the sand and was beaten.

Panting for breath, Yan Jiubian fell on his back under the ginkgo tree, the mottled shadow of the sun sprinkled on his face like pieces of gold. "...Tell me, if I am better at swordsmanship than your Jinbu, can the left master ask me to accept the order of the voice and hearing?"

The Houtianlou secret order is divided into three classes, monks, emperors, and shravakas. The shravakas are the highest class, and only the heads of the ministries can receive them on weekdays.Yan Jiubian's eyes are sour, he thinks that those who can receive orders from the voices and hearers are big men, and he also wants to get ahead earlier.

Jin Wu was staring at the rattle in his hand and shaking it, which he bought by the way when he passed by the town when he left the temple.At this moment, Yan Jiubian stood up and stabbed him, and he passed by like a leaf, casually said: "What's the use of asking me? I'm not Zuozhuzhu, I care whether you can learn this sword technique well .Are you some kind of genius who can learn swords while lying here?"

"—Continue!" Yan Jiubian regained his spirits, a carp stood up and turned over, rushed forward and danced vigorously with the steel sword in his hand.

The Raksha ghost smiled, "Lunge, stretch your arms, and raise your sword!"

The two gestured decently among the bamboo reeds, while Jin Wu watched Yan Jiu transform into a sword, and occasionally raised a point or two.He seems to be absent-minded, but he always speaks to the point, and he is familiar with a hundred schools of thought.Yan Jiubian and him practiced against each other for only a few months, but he felt that his kung fu was improved by leaps and bounds.

Sometimes after practicing for a long time, he would sit in the shade of the bamboo and rest for a while.Jin Wu always looks like he is not too tired, and he hangs upside down on the branches to pick a bunch of bright red twisted seeds to eat, and sometimes he goes up the tree to catch birds, goes down the river to fish, and has a lot of fun.This man is like iron, Yan Jiubian has never seen him look tired, and he always kicks him up energetically to make him continue to be beaten.

Finally, Yan Jiubian was exhausted and collapsed on the rocky ground without moving.His chest rose and fell violently, and he gasped for a while, seeing that Jin Wu happened to be sitting next to him with a bag of acorns in his hands, started to chew, and said:

"Hey, you taught me swordsmanship, I'll teach you the same thing."

Jin Wu said expressionlessly, "No need."

"Why?"

"I will know it at a glance, I don't need you to teach."

"..." Yan Jiubian was speechless at first, then got up and looked at him.After looking at it for a long time, he suddenly smiled maliciously, "Yes, but there is one thing you have not seen, and you will not learn it if you see it."

Jin Wu didn't speak, but there was a trace of confusion in Mo Bi's eyes.He swallowed the acorn fruit whole, swallowed it stiffly, blinked his eyes and was speechless.It seems that there is nothing in this world that he can't remember, and there is nothing that he can't learn.

Yan Jiubian crawled over and leaned over to his ear, sprinkled hot breath on his neck, and said mysteriously with a very charming meaning:

"...I will teach you how to go to bed, will you learn it?"