Verse 4: Mourning Day

The girl was innocent, with her right thumb against her chin and her other three fingers against her cheek, calmly watching the three of them fight. At this time, when she heard Mo Junyan telling her to run away, she smiled slightly and said, "When you defeat the three of them, let's go together." ”

Mo Junyan couldn't cry or laugh, and thought: "This little girl doesn't know about affairs, and she doesn't know that the situation is sinister. When she saw that I had defeated Ruan Jin, she wishfully thought that I could also defeat Shi Bingchuan and the other three...... This is ...... How can that be?"

Shi Bingchuan has been paying attention to the girl's movements, just for fear that she will take the opportunity to escape, and after listening to the conversation between the two at this moment, he unconsciously smiled and said: "This little girl is stupid, everyone should deal with the stinky boy first." Shi and Luo Yingnuo sounded, and the judge's pen and Pu Dao danced more anxiously.

Ruan Jin pulled his dislocated right hand back into the socket, but he couldn't find a wooden board to fix it, so he could only put his right arm close to his waist, and then drew a long sword with his left hand and stabbed at Mo Junyan. He lost the move in the box, and he was annoyed and angry, and scolded while making a move: "Stinky boy! What kind of demon method, Lao Tzu will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!" His left hand makes the sword inconvenient, and his right arm is very painful, and the sword technique can only exert the usual power of thirty percent.

Mo Junyan was alert, dismantling the tricks while walking around the tree, dodging the Pu knife and the long sword. But it's a pity that Shi Bingchuan and the surnamed Shi are quite agile, and they dodge and chase after him a few times, but they still block his direction.

Mo Junyan swung his sword hard, but the four of them pressed it tighter and tighter, and there were fist style and pen shadows all around, which almost overwhelmed him. Mo Junyan was not discouraged, and secretly thought: "It seems that I can't escape, but I can't save this little girl, even if I die, I won't be reconciled! But, but what can be done?"

At this time, the sky was already light, Ruan, Shi and the other four people's eyesight was less limited, and the faster their moves, Mo Junyan's jumping and dodging became slower and slower. At this time, he raised his arm to open Shi Bingchuan's "Miyun Boxing Method", but there was a big gap in his back, and the judge surnamed Shi poked straight down, Mo Junyan couldn't dodge, and his left shoulder was immediately poked, and a puddle of blood splashed out.

Mo Junyan snorted miserably, his right foot was unstable, his body was knocked down, and it turned out that Shi Bingchuan swept sideways and kicked his right ankle. When Mo Junyan fell to the ground, although he used his long sword to frame the Pu knife, his shoulder and back were injured, and the strength in his hand weakened a lot, but the blade was not completely opened, and it was still a cut on his chest.

Mo Junyan looked back and saw that the girl was looking at him with concern, and regretted in his heart: "Can't you save her after all......" He turned his head and saw that the two judge's pens had been pierced into the "Jizhong acupoint" in his chest, and he muttered to himself: "This pen is about to come down, and my life will be gone, hehe." Before he died, he turned his head again, wanting to look at the girl again, but this turn almost made him jump: the pale white figure disappeared the moment he looked back twice!?

"Ah!" a scream shook the mountainside, a hoarse roar like that of a wounded beast. Then, a figure fell on its back, his hands spread out, and two judge's pens rolled out of his palms. Mo Junyan was stunned, and it was the Wang Wu faction expert surnamed Shi who fell to the ground, his throat had been pierced by a sharp sharp object, and blood was gushing out.

Mo Junyan looked at the light white figure next to the corpse in a daze, with a look of disbelief.

The eleven or twelve-year-old girl got a pair of Emei thorns out of nowhere, and the tip of one of them was stained with blood.

Shi Bingchuan, Ruan Jin, and the man surnamed Luo were all at a loss, completely unaware of what had just happened. The corner of the girl's left mouth curled, and her right eye revealed a sense of disdain, then turned her head and secretly winked at Mo Junyan with her left eye.

"You, you ......" Mo Junyan was speechless, so he heard the girl laugh coquettishly: "Hehe, I'm sorry little brother, you can bandage the wound first, and see how Xiao Wai avenges you!"

As soon as her words fell, her body was like an arrow off the string, Emei stabbed one after another, the surnamed Luo roared, and the Pu knife danced wildly, only listening to a few crisp sounds of "Ding Ding Kong", and then a few muffled snorts, the girl who called herself Xiao Wai had swept behind the Longmen faction with the surname Luo.

The man's eyes widened, obviously not believing that all this was true. He held the Dingpu knife in both hands, knelt on both knees, and inserted the handle into the soil, followed by a total of sixteen acupuncture points on his chest and lower abdomen, and in order from top to bottom, gushing blood springs out one after another. His throat made a "ho-ho" sound, his face distorted, and the blood fountain continued to spray, as if he wanted to drain all the blood in his body before he would stop.

The man surnamed Luo suddenly screamed, his expression stopped, and his body did not move, only the blood fountain gradually decreased, but it still did not stop.

Shi Bingchuan was stunned and said, "Brother Luo, you ...... You ......" He stepped forward to probe Luo's snort, and he was already out of breath. His hands trembled involuntarily, he slowly raised his head, looked at the girl, shook his head, and muttered: "You, you are not from the Nangong family!

The girl named Xiao Ai pursed her lips and said with a look in her eyes: "Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, earthquake is thunder, Xun is the wind, Kan is water, separation is fire, Gen is the mountain, and Dui is Ze." Gossip can be divided into eight days. She paused and continued: "A bright moon shines in the water, only to see a shadow disappearing, the fool should go down to get the money, touch it and touch it for nothing. "She speaks brilliantly and has a crisp voice. Mo Junyan was still pondering the meaning of her last few words, and Shi and Ruan had no intention of exploring what she was talking about, but they clearly understood her original sentence: "Gossip can be divided into eight days." The meaning!

Ruan Jin said in a trembling voice: "You, you are the one who picks the star tower......! You, you, you are...... Kan Aitian!?" The girl listened, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Hehehehe, that's right, you finally guessed right, I'm Kan Aitian." ”

Kan Aitian looked at Ruan Jin and Shi Bingchuan and seemed very happy, she smiled and said: "The short old man surnamed Ruan, if I wasn't Kan Aitian, who do you think I am?" Ruan Jin didn't know if it was because of the violent tremor of the dislocated arm and the prolapse out of the socket, or because of the courage of Kan Aitian, one of the eight days of the Star Picking Tower, the beads of sweat on his forehead kept coming out again: "I, I thought you were just Nangong Jiu's little maid, but, but, I didn't expect you to be the killer of the Star Picking Tower for eight days...... I—I'm so stupid. ”

"Hmph, hahaha, if it weren't for this girl's deliberate miss, with your three-legged cat's kung fu, how could you hold this day?hehe, but if you hadn't caught me here, I wouldn't have come up with any good way to kill Nangong Yuan......" Kan Aitian's right index finger pointed at Sakura's lips, looking innocent and abnormal, if Mo, Ruan, and Shi hadn't seen her kill Shi and Luo with their own eyes, they were afraid that she would still be treated as an ignorant girl who had not yet reached adulthood.

She turned her head to Mo Junyan again and said, "Little Brother Mo, if you don't come to save me, they will take me to see Nangong Yuan tomorrow." What's so great about this rectangular old man's yin palm, it can't hurt me at all. When I saw Nangong Yuan, I killed him, and the task assigned by the landlord was completed. It's a pity that you and that sister saved me, but it will take me a lot more effort. She said with a slight annoyance, paused, brushed Liyun's sideburns with her left hand, and said, "Well, it's not fun, how can we kill Nangong Yuan now?" Hmph, he can't hide all the time, and the landlord won't let us come to the door to kill." Hey, whatever! ”

When Mo Junyan heard her say that he was killing, his expression remained unchanged at all, as if he was facing three meals a day, and he was thinking: "This girl is only eleven or twelve years old, and she is already one of the eight days of Star Picking Tower, but I am afraid that the lives of people under her hands are not hundreds but eighty." Mo Junyan recalled: "When this girl killed Shi and Luo just now, her technique was extremely fast, especially the pair of silver Emei steel thorns, where did they come from?"

Kan Aitian giggled: "You short old man, you have always bullied me in the past few days when you arrested me, and beat me at every turn, although I like water, but I am soaked by you, and I am uncomfortable to death." Ruan Jin and Shi Bingchuan couldn't help but shudder, thinking: "This time I fell into the hands of this little demon girl, I don't know what vicious methods she wants to use to deal with us." ”

Kan Aitian seemed to read what they were thinking from their eyes, and said softly as if comforting a small animal: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't let you soak in water, at most, let you become a 'spring', and let a few more wisps of blood spring out, let me appreciate it." As she spoke, the smile on her face slowly retracted. Mo Junyan saw that the hem of her skirt rose without wind, and knew that she was about to break out and hurt people, so he hurriedly said: "The girl has mercy!"

Kan Aitian's Emei thorn had already pierced Ruan Jin's left shoulder pipa bone, and when he heard Mo Junyan shout, he retracted half an inch. Ruan Jin reacted and hurriedly took three steps back, so as not to be pierced through the pipa bone. "Brother Ruan, stay in the green mountains, don't worry about running out of firewood, let's withdraw!" Shi Bingchuan saw the opportunity very quickly, and hurriedly helped Ruan Jin to run down the mountain quickly. Kan Aitian looked at the backs of the two of them, and it was really effortless to chase and kill the two, but she was puzzled in her heart, so she didn't pursue them.

Mo Junyan had slight injuries on his shoulders, back, and chest, but he had slowly stood up at this time, sighed, and said, "You have already killed two people tonight, so spare them." ”

Kan Aitian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said suspiciously: "Little brother, they were ruthless to you just now, why do you still want to help them say good things?" She jumped up and ran in front of Mo Junyan, and looked at him from top to bottom and from bottom to top several times.

Although Mo Junyan's figure is not tall, it is also the height of a normal adult man, a girl in her teens in Kan Aitian, less than five feet tall, only to his chest, if you want to look directly at his face, you need to stand on tiptoe. Mo Junyan was embarrassed by her, blushed, took two steps back and said, "Girl, I, I ......" He was nervous, and he couldn't think of any words, he was very surprised.

Seeing his embarrassment, Kan Aitian was happy, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, little brother, I know, you are the rotten good person that the landlord said, stupidly for what morality and etiquette, in order to uphold what justice, he did not hesitate to throw his head and spill blood." But Xiao Ai is not a good person, and Xiao Ai doesn't like good people, because Xiao Ai is a bad person. ”

Mo Junyan saw her kicking her toes, and a trace of unbearability surged in his heart: "Isn't a girl of her age supposed to be carefree?, how could she become a killer?" He said softly: "Girl, you are not a bad person, if it weren't for your mercy, then Ruan Jin and Shi Bingchuan would have been two corpses, if it weren't for you, Mo would have also died in Huangquan." ”

"I didn't show mercy to my subordinates, I just felt comfortable seeing that they were afraid of me, and if I killed them all once, I wouldn't have to play next time. Her words were very natural, it was the tone of a girl of such age, but when Mo Junyan heard it, there was a chill. Kan Aitian glanced at Mo Junyan, she seemed to feel Mo Junyan's strange eyes, and suddenly her expression was gloomy.

She pursed her lips and said, "Little brother, I know you look down on me, but Xiao Ai is like this, Xiao Ai doesn't understand anything, but Xiao Ai only knows that others are good to Xiao Ai, and Xiao Ai will be good to him." When Xiao Ai was five years old, I was abandoned by my parents, and I can't remember what they looked like, and I don't know why they don't like me or why they don't want me. I only remember that it was very cold at that time, Xiao Ai was very hungry, but there was nothing to eat, Xiao Ai was very cold, and she could only hold a pile of snow, but the snow was also cold, so cold that Xiao Ai slowly lost consciousness. Later, when the snow melted, Xiao Ai woke up and saw the landlord. It was the landlord who adopted me. Since then, he began to teach me to kill people, so that I would not be bullied by others, so Xiao Wai only listened to the words of the landlord, and I would kill whoever he asked me to kill. I started killing people when I was seven years old, I'm eleven years old this year, and counting these two people tonight, Xiao Ai has already killed ninety-three people. ”

"Five, seven, eleven, ninety-three......" Mo Junyan listened to her silently, he didn't know why, he felt that every word and every sentence of her hidden a sense of pity. His opinion of her in his heart was also changing subtly, and he said: "I can't blame her, she is still just a child, a poor child." Thinking about it, he couldn't help but step forward, stretched out his right hand and gently stroked her head, and said softly: "I know, it's not your fault." ”

"Hee-hee, little brother, you can call me Xiao Ai, the landlord calls me that. Kan Aitian grabbed his hand, and then grimaced at him, if it weren't for the fact that she still had the Emei thorn in her hand, others would not have recognized her as a killer.

Mo Junyan suddenly asked: "By the way, when I helped you cut the rope, I didn't see the Emei thorn in the girl's hand, it stands to reason that Ruan Jin and they had already searched for you......" When he said this, he suddenly felt that the word search was quite rude for a girl, so he hurriedly stopped.

Sure enough, Kan Aitian snorted, and his face immediately turned indifferent.

Mo Junyan secretly screamed that it was not good: "This really offended her." ”

He was about to apologize, but he heard Kan Aitian say: "I just said, I call Xiao Ai not a girl, why don't you call me Xiao Ai, do you also hate Xiao Ai!?"

Mo Junyan laughed when he heard it: "It turns out that she is angry for this." ”

He hurriedly said: "I'm sorry for Xiao Ai, I forgot for a while, I'm sorry." ”

When Kan Aitian heard the name he wanted to hear, he immediately turned his worries into joy, pulled Mo Junyan to sit by the tree, and said, "Little brother, you have a good look." ”

As if she was fiddling with her beloved toy, she put an Emei thorn on the ground, held the other in her hand, twisted her hands on the Emei sashimi, only to hear a soft sound of "snort", the tips of the two ends of the thorn actually retracted into the sashimi, and one Emei thorn instantly turned into a silver steel pipe the length of chopsticks, and then she shrunk another Emei thorn into a silver steel pipe, holding a section in each hand, hooking it with her index finger and spinning it, looking at Mo Junyan with a smile.

Mo Junyan suddenly realized and said: "It turns out that your Emei thorn is equipped with a bracket, and you can retract the tip of the thorn into the tube body with just one twist." Then he stuffed the silver pipe into his boots, and it was difficult for Ruan Jin and the others to find out. ”

Kan Aitian really inserted the silver tube into the boot, clapped his hands and smiled: "Little brother, you are so smart." Mo Junyan solved one puzzle, and two puzzles followed, and said: "I see." It's just that Ruan Jin and the others tied your hands tightly, even if you saw Nangong Yuan at that time, how could you take out the Emei thorn?" He deliberately didn't mention that he helped her cut the rope, and he didn't mean to take credit.

Kan Aitian had already seen it, turned around and pulled out the hemp rope cut by Mo Junyan from the sack, looked at him with bright and innocent eyes, and said, "Little brother, you tie me up." Mo Junyan was stunned, not knowing why.

"Come on, come on, just like the short old man tied up Xiao Ai just now. ”

Mo Junyan will mean: "It turns out that she is going to show me." Then he twisted her hands behind her back and tied her with hemp rope a few times.

Xiao wailed and said: "It's too loose, tie it tighter." ”

Mo Junyan saw that there were still a few strangulation marks on her wrist, and knew that they were left by Ruan Jin when he tied her, so he couldn't bear it, and said, "It's good for you to demonstrate it, there's no need to be so serious." ”

"Okay. Xiao Ai sat down, her hands slowly moved to her hips, Mo Junyan only felt that her arms were slowly getting longer, and she didn't know if it was an illusion or what, Xiao Ai's feet were slightly bent, and her sitting body was gently raised, and her hands went around her thighs and calves, and instantly shortened back to her lower abdomen.

She glanced at Mo Junyan and said, "How is it, it's easy, right?"

Then she flipped her wrists with both hands, and she didn't know what method to use, and the hemp rope fell off on its own. Although Mo Junyan did not tie the hemp rope tightly, it was indeed a dead knot.

Mo Junyan couldn't help but admire: "I heard Master say that this should be a kung fu called 'yoga' from the Western Regions, right?"

Xiao Wai said: "That's right, it's the art of 'yoga', this is the Bishop Lou me, there are 60 people in the 8th day and 28 places in the Star Picking Building, and there is only a small mourning meeting." ”

Seeing Mo Junyan nodded, she blinked her big eyes twice, and said, "Little brother, do you want to learn, Xiao Ai can teach you." ”