Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are troubles, and if there are troubles, they must be solved. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Roll up your sleeves and do it yourself, beat your nose and face are swollen, and roll up in mud, which can also reduce the hatred in your heart a little. It's just that how can someone with status do such a thing? The feud between life and death is not something that can be ended by a scuffle in the market.

When the conflict of interest is irreconcilable, and it is not possible to find the government to declare, there is a market where there is demand, and the killer industry came into being.

Speaking of the Moon Black Hall in the rivers and lakes, it is really known to everyone, every year, ** on the killer list, always among the best, when you meet the same registration number, the voices of the people in the Moon Black Hall are a few points louder than others. Wen died in the war, Wu died in the battle, and the killer died on the front line. If you have to go, you have to come, and the reputation that Moonblack Hall has enjoyed for decades in the Tao is by no means for nothing. For the training of new blood, that is very important.

On the outskirts of Jinling City, at the foot of the Purple Mountain, there is an unknown hidden place, where the Moon Black Hall secretly trains killers, and they all enter this door from ignorance and ignorance. Some of these children are street orphans, and some are children bought from human teeth. There are also children who are abducted from the homes of the rich and powerful, and these daughters, when they grow up, are often sent back to their own homes, and the church only tells them that this is a false identity, but the family can often recognize from the birthmark eyebrows, and the business is easy to do and the pay is quite high. It's just that if these children discover their true identities and want to break away from the Moon Black Hall, they are often chased and killed by the torture hall to clean up the door, or they can hide for a year or two, and finally they will die.

For as long as she can remember, she has been staying in the small courtyard, not knowing her name and surname, and her companions all have a straight face, not talking to each other, if it weren't for the shouting during the practice, she thought that everyone was dumb. Every day, I either stand on the stake or punch and kick, which is extremely boring.

When he was five or six years old, he was taken to another yard to learn weapons. One day, when she was practicing, she watched the autumn wind blowing the yellow leaves and the geese flying south, she couldn't help but smile, and then she had a sharp pain in her legs, and she was whipped fiercely: "Who allowed you to wander away when you practice!" No food is allowed today. "Well, if you don't eat, you won't eat," she sighed.

It was late at night, the stomach was rumbling loudly, and the children, who had been tired all day, slept soundly, as if no one heard them. She pressed her stomach, sighed, just turned over, someone patted her shoulder, she jumped up in shock, by the faint moonlight that fell into the room, it was a little girl with a familiar face, who didn't seem to have spoken much, what does it mean to suddenly pat it at this time? The little girl looked at her nervous appearance and took out a steamed bun from her pocket: "I saw that you were fined and had nothing to eat, so you secretly brought it out, eat it quickly, don't let others see it." ”

After taking the steamed bun, she didn't even have time to say thank you, so she stuffed the whole steamed bun into her mouth, almost choking, and the little girl smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, eat slowly." Three or two swallowed the steamed bun, and she took the little girl's hand: "Thank you, if I didn't have you, I would starve to death." ”

"Where did you starve to death so quickly, hehe, my name is Ye, what's your name?" The little girl looked at her with a grin.

Speaking of what to call, this is a question, there is never a name, no one will call it anyway, get up with the instructions to eat, practice martial arts and sleep, everyone is together, what do you want your name for. She scratched her head: "Why is it called Ye?" Who started it? ”

Ye stood by the window and pointed to the tall old tree: "Look at the leaves flying and flying freely, you can go wherever you want, how good." The one sleeping next to you is called Butterfly, the one that goes over is called Yan, and there are a few boys named Crow, Peng or something......"

It turned out that everyone didn't ignore each other, but they were too autistic, except for themselves, everyone had a good relationship, and after staying for more than a month, she didn't even notice at all, she couldn't help but be very interested in whether she was an idiot or not.

"Daze again, what's your name?"

After thinking about the name for a while, I remembered that "Jin" was written on the door of this courtyard, so I casually said: "Jin, my name is Jin." ”

"Huh? What a strange name. We all think you're terrible, you don't talk or laugh, no one pays attention, I didn't expect you to be so funny eating steamed buns. ”

"Hmph, what's the fun, sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow."

That being said, Kim was so excited that he didn't fall asleep, and after so long, he finally had a friend who could talk, play, and steal steamed buns for himself.