Jianyi City.

Yi, in the ancient language, is the meaning of a small city, Jianyi is the original name of this small city, many years have passed, time has passed, and the people in the small city have changed batch after batch, but this small city has not been abandoned. The people in the city don't know what to do, and someone called this small city Jianyi City for the first time, so Jianyi City is actually a strange name in the literal sense.

There are many similar examples, such as a village around the small city, called Shang Village, but later the imperial court asked for a map of the county, so it directly added the word "Zhuang" after all the villages, so there was a strange name called Shang Village.

Nowadays, few people know the meaning of "yi" in the ancient language, but the name Jianyi Castle has been used all the time.

Today is Saturday, all the workshops in the city are closed, and during the free time of the holiday, there are naturally more people on the major streets, especially the peddlers and pawns are selling their small goods from house to house, and the cries of selling sugar gourds, knick-knacks, and all kinds of pastries are endless.

A girl wearing a short skirt with wide sleeves and a placket ran out of nowhere, she trotted all the way to the vendor holding the straw man, looked at the tempting rock sugar gourd on it, and a desire to eat emerged on that lovely face, but she didn't buy it as if she had any scruples, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help it, took out a penny and handed it to the vendor to buy a bunch.

The child bit the sugar gourd and walked happily towards another street, and after a few steps, she suddenly stopped, and after thinking about it, she turned back and bought two more skewers.

The girl bit the sugar gourd with satisfaction, and walked into Tuochuan Street happily with two in her right hand, the first resident of Tuchuan Street was the famous Su family, the door of the Su family was closed, she took off the sugar gourd that bit the baby in her mouth, stood on tiptoe and picked up the copper ring on the door and knocked on the door, shouting: "Su Jie! Su Jie! Are you at home!"

"Wait a minute, it's coming!" The voice of the boy in the door full of anger came, and after a while, Su Jie was sweating profusely and ran over to open the door naked.

"Ahh Although Fan Yan said this, his tone did not mean the slightest shyness, and he bit off a crisp and sweet hawthorn in his mouth, and he didn't cover his eyes like those ordinary girls, but just grinned and said, "What, I'm being forced to practice by your father today?"

Su Jie nodded, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead with his hand, carefully observed the situation behind him, and after confirming that there was no one behind, he whispered: "My father went to Nafuxi Street again yesterday, and was discovered by my mother. ”

A mature man's voice came from inside the door: "Ah Jie, who is here?"

Su Jie hurriedly opened the door and said to the house: "Dad, it's Fanyan who is here." ”

The man in the house heard this and walked out, he was about eight feet tall, his face was resolute, his hair was tied in a bun with a strip of cloth on his head, but his starry eyes were very soft, it seemed to be glowing with the moonlight in the sky, and his appearance was four points similar to Su Jie, and when he saw Fan Yan standing at the door, his face naturally smiled: "It's Fan Yan, do you have something to do with coming to my house?"

Fan Yan naturally had seen Su Jie's father, and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Su is good." Then she shook her head and raised the three strings of sugar gourds in her hand: "There's nothing wrong, I'm here to play with Su Jie." ”

Su Jie's father's face is indeed good-looking, and the noon sun shines on his hair, shining like gold.

Fanyan's father, Mr. Zhao, is naturally good-looking, but Uncle Su's good-looking is different from Fanyan's father, Mr. Zhao: Mr. Zhao is a kind of gentle and jade-like beauty of a gentleman on the Mo, which makes people feel close, while Su Jie's father is a kind of resolute and strong beauty, so that women can't help but get closer.

"No wonder my father says every time that Su Jie's father can make a living by eating soft rice, Uncle Su is really good-looking. Fan Yanxin said: "But this guy Su Jie is obviously not as good-looking as Uncle Su, maybe it's because Aunt Su is not as good-looking as Uncle Su......"

However, Su Jie's father and son naturally couldn't hear these slanders, and Su's father saw that Fan Yan was coming to find his son, so it was not good to continue to force Su Jie to practice: "Then since Fan Yan is here, you can go out to play, bring the money yourself, and remember to go home for dinner at night." ”

"And, most importantly. He said solemnly.

"Don't go to Fuxi Street again. ”

Su Jie was overjoyed: "Got it!" Directly picked up a string of sugar gourds in Fan Yan's hand and ran out, but was stopped by Fan Yan, he looked at Fan Yan suspiciously: "Could it be that this sugar gourd was not bought for me and A Xiao?"

Fan Yan grimaced at him: "You are very smart, of course you bought it for you." Then she pointed to Su Jie's sleek body and couldn't help but smile: "What I want to say is, you ...... You haven't got your clothes on. ”

Su Jie smiled, and hurriedly ran into the house and came out dressed in clothes.

The two of them who got dressed went out, and naturally walked to the inside of Tuochuan Street, and the trio of the school was naturally indispensable to Ah Xiao, Fan Yan touched Su Jie with his elbow, and asked, "Has Ah Xiao been to you?"

Su Jie said vaguely with a sugar gourd: "On weekdays, this kid Ah Xiao is already coming out, he gets up early every time, why don't you go out so late today, or you go to bed late, or you go out, alas, why do you say so much, don't you just have to go to his house to see?"

The bottom of Tuochuan Street.

Ah Xiao's house is not far from Su Jie's house, just a street away, so the two children didn't spend much effort to walk to the door of Ah Xiao's yard, Su Jie was anxious, ran up and knocked on the door, but no one inside responded.

Fan Yan also shouted outside the door: "Ah Xiao, Ah Xiao, are you at home?"

"Strange, why isn't Ah Xiao at home? Su Jie frowned, "Ahh He sneezed, then rubbed his nose, and said dissatisfiedly: "What a fishy smell, who is so disgusting, it doesn't matter if something stinks, a fishy smell." ”

When Fan Yan heard him say this, he also sniffed it, and said in surprise: "It seems that there is, it seems to be ......."

She pointed to the inside of the courtyard door: "It's the smell coming from inside." ”

Su Jie slapped the wooden door hard and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It doesn't matter if he stinks or not, it is estimated that there are dead rats inside, these are all small things, the main thing is that this Ah Xiao doesn't say a word to me when he goes out to play......"

Squeak –

He slammed the wooden door open, and it was not locked at all.

The two of them saw a large stream of blood in the courtyard directly.

Su Jie and Fan Yan walked in cautiously, looked at each other for a while, Fan Yan pinched his nose, and said first: "Is this blood? Chicken blood or duck blood......?

Su Jie shook his head, saying that he didn't know, curious that he wanted to find out the source of the fishy smell, sniffed carefully, and found that the fishy smell in the house was even stronger, so he pushed open the door and walked in.

Flies were buzzing around in the room, and there was a large pool of red liquid on the ground by the window, and when they arrived in the house, the air emitted a stronger and stronger fishy smell, and the cabinets were still on the ground, Su Jie looked carefully for a long time and didn't see why.

Just as he was about to turn back to Fan Yan to say something, his eyes saw the headless corpse hidden behind the door.

A long silence followed.

"Wow......" The sugar gourd he just ate was spit out by him.

......

"You dare!"

On the path between the rice sea, the one-eyed young man was amazed by the strength of the knife-wielder Lin Jian, seeing that Siniang was about to be cut by a short knife, and he didn't care about the middle-aged farmer next to him, he inserted a wrong step into the middle of Siniang and Lin Jian, and the iron fan on his waist swung out like an eagle strike, repelling the short knife that was about to cut Siniang's arm.

"I said you can't interfere! The middle-aged peasant was a little annoyed, his legs kicked heavily on the ground, and the dust on the ground was suddenly shaken and scattered, but relying on the strength of his legs, his body was already in the air like a tiger pounced, and the iron hoe slashed towards the one-eyed young man with an invisible chaotic air current!

This action was drunk in one go, without the slightest drag.

Roger roared and forcibly lifted the dragon elephant strength in his body, and the arm that was still intact burst out and collided with the iron hoe.

The iron hoe, which didn't look sharp, and Loger's powerful iron fist intersected, and no sound came out, not even the ordinary sound of metal penetrating into the bones, but the result was shocking, the iron hoe directly slashed through the powerful fist, and the fist first saw blood, and then revealed the white bones.

The iron hoe shaved off the entire fist.

"Yuanqi! You're a cultivator!" Roger swallowed the pain and hissed.

In fact, I don't know how many times stronger the vitality of the ordinary forging body, even Ah Xiao, a child who doesn't have much strength, can seriously injure the ghost face thief with the help of the vitality, and the vitality of this middle-aged farmer seems to be stronger than Ah Xiao, and the iron hoe is many times sharper than the wood chopping axe, so he cut off Luo Jie's fist at once.

"Today, you all have to die!"

The middle-aged peasant angrily continued to swing his iron hoe at the one-eyed young man, and shouted loudly: "Lin Jian, do it!"

The iron fan was waved out by the one-eyed young man looking back, Luo Jie was already injured, and his other hand was broken by Zhao Hu, at this time he could only hope that Siniang could block Lin Jian behind. It's not for any other reason, it's just that this middle-aged peasant is a cultivator, even if he is a cultivator at the lowest level, he can cut off his own head with a hoe!

The iron fan swung out and collided with the deadly hoe, without any suspense, the iron fan was smashed by the hoe and shattered, the fan bone and the fan surface were smashed and separated, the hoe's momentum was just a meal, but the momentum was still unabated.

Siniang didn't care about Lin Jian behind her, turned around and forged the knife and cut out, the blade and the iron hoe collided together, and finally broke the momentum of the hoe, and the forging knife was also smashed out of a gap.

"Lin Jian, it's now, do it! Do it!" The middle-aged farmer shouted anxiously.

This opportunity is extremely rare, the middle-aged farmer has accumulated so much vitality in the two hoes just now, the hoe is broken one after another, the iron fan of the one-eyed old wolf and the forging knife of Siniang are broken, if Lin Jian made a move just now, these two people will definitely die!

Lin Jian in the back was indifferent, his eyes were still cold, and he said with a smile: "I'll wait for you to finish fighting, I'll do it again, now it's your turn to fight." ”

The middle-aged peasant is actually not a powerful cultivator, on the contrary, unlike the powerful strength he shows, he is just a low-level talent cultivator in the early stage of his life, the blow just now has consumed all his vitality, if he is facing Siniang and the one-eyed young man now, life and death are unknown!

Lin Jian naturally knew the old background of the middle-aged farmer.

He was a wolf, a lone wolf with a strong sense of vengeance.

Since the middle-aged peasant wants him to pay for his life to consume the strength of Siniang and the two, then he wants the middle-aged peasant to return it. If he hadn't hidden his strength, I'm afraid he would have become Siniang's ghost. He Lin saw that he was not a loyal fool like Zhao Long and Zhao Hu.