Early that morning, when Xiong Chen was still practicing his 1,280,000 sword in his dream, Xiaoyaozi was already washing rice and making porridge under the stove, he rarely got up so early in the past two years, and rarely cooked by himself, but today, it was an exception.

When the rooster crowed, Xiong Chen reflexively jumped up from the bed, grabbed the unsheathed long sword placed next to the pillow, and stabbed into the air in front of him with a whoosh.

The sword qi was huohuo, the room was cold, outside the half-open window, the bamboo leaves fell, and under the tossing and turning of the surging sword qi, they turned into a verdant mist, scattered inside and outside the bamboo forest.

There was a loud applause, and Xiaoyaozi leaned on the edge of the threshold, holding a few fresh shallots dripping with water, and looked at his apprentice with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad...... It's domineering enough, you can send out such a fierce sword aura in an instant, it's enough to be a haunting killer. ”

Xiong Chen turned around and looked at Xiaoyaozi with a surprised face, he had followed his master for more than two years, and he had never seen him get up early, and today was an unexpected surprise.

"Master, isn't it...... Want to go out?"

Xiaoyaozi is very satisfied with Xiong Chen's sensitive reaction, this kid is not only immersed in sword practice, but also practicing his brain synchronously, such a disciple goes out, and his Xiaoyaozi has a bright face.

"Well, get up, we'll be off in an hour!"

Xiong Chen was like a vigorous monkey, and he rushed to Xiaoyaozi with an arrow step: "Master, where are we going?"

"Jianghu, the real Jianghu, you have been practicing the sword for two years, and it is time to see what Jianghu is. ”

Xiong Chen buried his head in the clear water, and the spiritual platform that was still chaotic slowly woke up with the washing of the water, and he raised his watery face.

"What are rivers and lakes?"

Xiaoyaozi touched his smooth jaw, when this disciple didn't practice swords, he was a questioning doll.

"Jianghu, it is a world, a wonderful world, with blood and tears, with high spirits, but also with an embarrassed world, if you step into this world, you must walk with its rhythm, otherwise, you will become a fine dust, blown away by the wind..... No trace will be left. ”

Xiong Chen wiped the water droplets from his face and looked at Xiaoyaozi, who was preaching happily: "Master, haven't you also been in the rivers and lakes for decades? Since you have not been blown away by the strong wind, then the disciples will naturally not be able to blow away." ”

Xiaoyaozi walked into the stove, put the chives in his hand on the cutting board, picked up the kitchen knife, and gently cut the green onions.

Looking at the green onions tumbling in the pot, Xiaoyaozi felt in vain: "The rivers and lakes have been mixed for decades...... I'm used to holding a sword that kills, but I can't even use a knife that cuts vegetables...... Bear baby, you say, am I old? ”

Xiong Chen used tongs to extinguish the fire in the stove, the heat of this porridge is enough, and it will be old if it is cooked again.

"Ageless...... If you really feel old, then you can come back to the bamboo forest, sit on the stones every day and listen to the birds singing, cook a pot of porridge under the stove when you are hungry, and go to bed when you are sleepy.

Xiaoyaozi sneered and said indifferently: "There are only two ways for the people of the rivers and lakes to retreat, one is that you are high, everyone is prostrate at your feet to worship you, waiting for someone stronger than you to appear and pull you off the altar...... This road is a bit tragic, but it is the destination of most people in the rivers and lakes, and I ...... In the future, it may be the same way back. ”

Xiong Chen sighed, took out two large bowls from the cupboard and put them in the basin, scrubbing them carefully, the rivers and lakes are unfamiliar to him, and he doesn't know much about it.

After drinking white porridge, Xiaoyaozi changed into a soft white robe, but Xiong Chen was dressed in a cyan short clothes, and the long sword was in his hand, and the two walked out of the bamboo forest with the dew that never disappeared.

"Master, which way?"

"South. ”

"Where?"

"Li Jiadun. ”

"Do what?"

"Kill, earn gold. ”

"Who gave the gold? How do I not know?"

"Nonsense, naturally it's the silver given by the employer, in addition to eating and sprinkling every day, you practice swords, how do you know?"

"Why kill people?"

"It's a matter between the employer and the person who is going to be killed, it has nothing to do with us, there are only two things we have to do, one is to kill people, and the other is to collect money. “

"But should that man be killed?"

"You're asking too much, it's not your business. “

Xiong Chen shut up, after all, Xiaoyaozi was his benefactor and his teacher, since there were some things he didn't want to say, then he wouldn't ask.

But a quarter of an hour later, Xiong Chen asked another question: "Master, you have earned so much gold, where did all that gold go?"

"Good boy, are you calculating the whereabouts of your master's hard-earned money so quickly? ”

"I'm just asking casually, I want gold and silver, and I'll earn it myself, I won't ask you for half a copper plate, you can rest assured. ”

Xiaoyaozi looked at Xiong Chen with a smile and said, "You want to earn gold and silver, don't you?" Then this assassination mission will be handed over to you, if you can come back to see me alive at the third watch tonight, the reward for this time will be yours." ”

"Kill whom?"

"Li Jiadun's rich man, Li Tianwei. ”

"Good. ”

On the third watch of this night, Xiaoyaozi leaned on the big shame tree outside Li Jiadun and counted the stars, there were many stars tonight, especially bright, he counted and counted, and he was confused.

"Three thousand nine hundred and eight...... No...... It was three thousand six hundred and seventy-six...... No, it's four thousand and three......"

There was a wind blowing, bringing a faint murderous aura.

The murderous aura came to an abrupt halt seven feet behind him.

"Okay?"

"Alright. ”

Xiaoyaozi picked up a heavy package from the stone beside him and threw it backhanded.

"Three hundred taels of gold is enough for you to buy three hundred acres of land to build a manor. ”

Xiong Chen held the package in his hand and smiled gloomily: "What is the difference between three hundred taels of gold and three hundred copper plates? Even if I build a magnificent manor, there is no one to live with me, isn't that a waste?"

Xiaoyaozi laughed, and the wild birds perched on the big shame tree were frightened by his shrill laughter and flew away.

Xiong Chen opened the package, and his face was dyed golden with the lovely golden color, and he picked up a gold ingot and put it into his arms, and then wrapped the rest of the gold again.

"Master, how many steamed buns can you buy with this gold?"

"Many, much more. ”

"I left one ingot, enough for the two of us to buy rice, oil and salt, and with the rest of the gold, I plan to buy all the steamed buns and distribute them to those who are homeless, poor, and sick, do you think so?"

Xiaoyaozi looked up at the bright starry sky and said lightly: "The gold is yours, you can dispose of it as you like, you don't need to ask me." ”

Xiong Chen smiled, put the gold at his feet, and raised his head to look at the sky.

"Master, is there a lot of business like this?"

"It's not much, maybe four or five orders a year. ”

"Where are we going after dawn?"

Xiaoyaozi smiled and patted Xiong Chen's shoulder, this kid is so tall, I originally wanted to touch his head, but this has to stand on tiptoe, this is a loss of dignity for the teacher, I can only pat the shoulder.

"How about going to the city and having a good meal? Anyway, you have a lot of gold on you, and you can't eat enough of you. ”

"Good. ”