Zhao Hui was stunned, then nodded.

The young man in white suddenly turned his face, his delicate and immature face was covered with frost, and he said coldly: "You and I are a three-year-old child who is so foolish? When you entered the town, there were three bags of copper coins of 'heaven', 'earth', and 'people'. ”

"Except for a bag of money to buy a road, every treasure you get after that, no matter how big or small, you have to give away a bag. A bag of copper coins, more than 30 coins, less than 20 coins, but are there 12 in your shriveled money bag?"

"Doing business, even this bit of integrity is not talked about, and you want to change opportunities?"

Zhao Hui didn't speak, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a finger gently tapped the tabletop, from slow to fast, lightly tapping the tabletop again and again.

The water droplets that were slowly falling at the corners of the eaves around instantly changed the trajectory of the landing, came to Zhao Hui's side, and condensed into a thin, small, and crystal clear water sword.

If it weren't for superhuman eyesight and careful observation, ordinary people would not be able to see such a small "sword" at all.

With the strength and movement of Zhao Hui's light tap on the table, the small sword galloped out like a lightning bolt and headed towards the façade of the white room.

A chill swept through the small courtyard, and the murderous atmosphere was rampant.

Xiao Bai, who had been standing silently on the side, changed slightly, and clenched his fists, like a tiger bowing down and ready to attack.

However, this tiger seems to be waiting for something.

She remembered a past.

Under the peach blossom tree that year, Xiaobai, who was infinitely looking forward to the outside world and those high immortals, excitedly asked Bai Ma such a question: "What is Childe best at?"

At first, Shiruma replied, "Cut off." ”

Everything in the world has weaknesses.

And what he does best is find it and disconnect it.

The wind rose, and a peach leaf floated down, and the stubble was very smooth, as if it had been cut by a real sword.

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Although the sword is small, ordinary people cannot see it.

But when he approached Shirama, it was with the momentum of the wind and thunder, and the young man's white clothes were hunted.

The wind rose, and immediately after, the scene in the small courtyard that day occurred.

A peach blossom floated down, and the stubble was very smooth, as if it had been cut by a real sword.

The countless tiny swords broke at the waist, and the broken stubble was exactly the same as the peach blossom that fell in the wind.

Zhao Hui's pupils shrank, and he looked vigilantly at Bai Jian, who was lying on the old bamboo chair, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, his lips opened slightly, and he slowly spit out two words: "Southwest Sword Sect!"

In fact, when he saw the sword box behind Shiruma, he already had some kind of guess.

Now the tentative shot confirms that suspicion.

Bai Jian didn't care, as if nothing had happened just now: "Since the first offer was not negotiated, then you will open the price again, how about it?"

Zhao Hui's eyes rolled, and under the urgency of his thoughts, he offered the price again: "Thirty pieces of a bag of gold essence 'Tianzi' offering money, thirty pieces of a bag of 'earth character' gold essence to press the money, plus the Bitan sword, in exchange for your white umbrella." ”

"It's not a white umbrella, it's a landscape umbrella," Shiruma shook his head and corrected: "It's not enough, I still have one condition." ”

Zhao Hui asked, "What conditions?"

Bai Jian said slowly: "Kill someone for me." ”

Zhao Hui shook his head and said, "Since you even know about these copper coins, you should also know that we, the 'sword buyers', are not allowed to kill people here at will." ”

"Otherwise, not only will you be expelled from the town immediately, but you will also have to pay an extremely heavy price, and the characters in the study building will not be easy to mess with. ”

The corners of Bai Jian's lips curled slightly, and he asked, "So, what about the 'sword buyer' killing the 'sword buyer'?"

"Interesting," Zhao Hui narrowed his eyes and asked with a playful smile, "Who do you want to kill?"

Chapter 4: It Turned Out to Be You

Bai Jian thought about it carefully and said: "A young man in brocade with yin and yang eyes, his identity is extremely noble, next to him, followed by an old man as tall as a mountain, protecting him, that old man's name is Hu Shankui, you should know." ”

Zhao Hui narrowed his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little more meaningful, and said, "Eighteenth Prince of Qin, Ji Bai!"

Bai Jian thought to himself: It turns out that his name is Ji Bai.

Under Bai Jian's eyes, Xiaobai once again put the landscape umbrella in front of Zhao Hui.

Zhao Hui looked at the white umbrella on the table in front of him, his eyes flashing with a blazing light, but he didn't nod in the end, but shook his head and said, "The price is too great." ”

Shiruma said with some regret: "It seems that you haven't really known this umbrella yet." ”

Zhao Hui frowned.

This sentence had a deep meaning, but he understood it, so he pushed the white umbrella on the table back in front of Shiruma.

Shiruma smiled slightly, grasped the handle of the umbrella, and then erected the white umbrella and slowly opened it.

A landscape painting of ink painting was presented in front of Zhao Hui's eyes, still like a dragon, like a dragon, like a dragon, and like a dragon.

The four words of "landscape is free", the pen walks the dragon and snake.

There's nothing out of the ordinary, and it's no different than just now.

Zhao Hui was a little puzzled, and thought: Could it be that he misunderstood, this young man in white is just a trickster and a clever person after all?

I saw that Bai Jian faced the umbrella towards Zhao Hui, and then turned the handle of the umbrella.

And this white umbrella suddenly changed under the rapid rotation of the white room.

The mountains like dragons moved, the waters like dragons moved, and the clouds like dragons moved.

But in fact, it is not the black ink that moves, but the white between the inks.

Like white dragons, wriggling and galloping.

It turns out that landscape painting is not a painting, but the whiteness between those inks.

Countless white dragons, swimming or soaring among the inky landscapes.

Zhao Hui thought to himself: This is probably the most moving scenery in the world!

So, he suddenly smiled and said: "It turns out that the painting is not a landscape painting, but a mountain and river painting, and this umbrella is not called a landscape umbrella, but a white umbrella." ”

Bai Jian stopped the rotation of the white umbrella, the white Jiao was scattered, and the mountains and rivers were the same.

He asked, "Is it enough?"

Zhao Hui's gaze at the white umbrella became more and more hot, like a person walking in the yellow sand desert and dying of thirst, seeing a pool of sweet springs.

But in an instant, all this heat dissipated, and there was no trace, leaving only unprecedented calm and sanity.

"The price you opened is high enough, it's just that I am the son of the eldest princess of Great Qin, Ji Bai is the eighteenth son of Great Qin, we are cousins, how can I kill my relatives for a white umbrella, and I am not a cold-blooded beast." Zhao Hui said with a serious smile.

Bai Ma was unmoved, just smiled faintly: "You will." ”

"Why?" Zhao Hui was a little puzzled when he saw that Bai Jian was so confident.

"Yue's country. Bai Ma replied.

It was just three simple words, but it made the son of the eldest princess of Great Qin, who had just returned to absolute calm and sanity, his face changed suddenly, he was angry, and his murderous intent arose.

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At night, Xiaobai closed the courtyard door, looked at Bai Jian who was lying on the old bamboo chair, admiring the passing sunset, stared at those bright eyes, and asked curiously: "Childe, then Zhao Hui, can you kill Ji Bai?"

Shiruma said expressionlessly, "I can't." ”

For a while, Xiao Bai's eyes widened, and he hurriedly said, "Then we will also exchange that white umbrella for him, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

"To deal with Ji Bai, of course one Zhao Hui is not enough, but Zhao Hui is not the only one to deal with Ji Bai, not to mention..."

Bai Jian paused, and said with a serious face: "That Bitan sword is of great benefit to you, because the blue water and cold pool raise Bai Jiao." ”

Speaking of this, he actually laughed happily.

Originally, the small blue sword on Zhao Hui's waist has now reached Xiao Bai's waist.

As she grew older, the white-dressed maid raised her fair-skinned right hand, carefully and gently stroked the Bitan sword on her waist for a while, only to feel a sense of comfort, flowing from her fingers to her heart.

"Hu Shankui is not easy to deal with. Xiaobai was silent for a long time, and suddenly reminded.

"I know. Bai Ma nodded, then raised his right hand and slashed at the air in front of him: "But I'm good at cutting off." ”

Xiao Bai remembered the peach leaf, the peach blossom, and Zhao Hui's countless tiny water swords, so he smiled heartily.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Sixty years of a jiazi, each jiazi is a reincarnation, for some people it is the end, and for others, it is the beginning.

Bai Jian's heart sank slightly, and he said secretly: It's here!

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At dusk, Tu Xin finally delivered all today's letters to every household in the town.

As he walked past the few old locust trees in the town, he suddenly noticed that there was an old man over there, who was setting up a stall there.

The old man was dressed in an old dark blue cloth robe, and a folding fan pinned to his waist did not know what it looked like.

On the table in front of him sat a white bowl with half a bowl of water.

At this time, the old man was chatting with the crowd of onlookers in front of the vendors, saying that he was a "storyteller", and he had saved a stomach full of strange and interesting things, and he wanted to talk to everyone well.

The young man who was digging in the soil, no matter how poor his background was, but he always had a little youthful ambition, and was full of yearning for the outside world.

At the moment when he walked towards the old man, Tu Xin suddenly keenly noticed that the old man glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although it was just the sight of a dragonfly and a little bit of water, it quickly swept by, but Tu Xin still captured it carefully, but like a young man without roots duckweed and catkins, he didn't take it to heart, just regarded it as an illusion.

At this time, the old man, who called himself the "storyteller", began to tell interesting stories about his savings.

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According to the most widely circulated theory in the town, the former royal supervisor Bai Daren, who was not good at business, failed to make a sword embryo that satisfied the imperial court, and relied on that little hard work and family wealth to leave a covered bridge, so he returned to Beijing to report on his work.

Of course, he also left Bai Jian, an illegitimate child, and only bought him a personal maid to take care of his daily life.

and then "entrusting the orphan" to his friend, that is, his officialdom colleague and the mayor of Peach Blossom Town, Wei Ying.

But who would have thought that as soon as the royal envoy returned to Beijing, the sword furnace of the town would be sealed.

The townspeople of the town, as long as they are not stupid, can think of the reason for this after a little thought.

To put it bluntly, everyone knows that the town has ended up like this, and the former royal envoy is to blame.

And the mayor of Peach Blossom Town, it is even more difficult for the mud bodhisattva to cross the river himself, where can he take care of the illegitimate son of his officialdom colleagues, throw away some money, and rush to the capital to make some connections.

It's just that the former royal construction envoy, when he left the town, once scattered all his wealth and built an excellent covered bridge for the town, which can be regarded as accumulating a merit for the town.

So much so that later, the residents of the town also took more care of the lonely master and servant.

But over the years that Bai Jian and Xiao Bai have lived in the town, they have lived in a simple place, and few people will visit them except for the boy next door who is digging in the soil and the teacher who teaches at the school.

But everyone knows that the young man next door who was digging in the soil took a letter delivery errand and was very busy, so how could he have time to hang out with his neighbors.

As for the teaching gentleman, he has been busy writing a book on "Peach Killing" recently, and he will not come to visit.

So who will be the uninvited guest who will suddenly visit at this hour?

The little white fox opened the courtyard door suspiciously, saw a face that was not unfamiliar, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

Shiruma also saw this face, but it was absolutely calm, as if it had been expected.

This uninvited guest is the mayor of the town who went to the capital a few years ago to make some connections and disappeared - Wei Ying!

The handsome man in the white robe and jade belt strode into the courtyard with his hands in his hands, looked at Bai Jian with a calm face, then looked around, frowned slightly, and slowly spit out two words: "Shabby!"

Shiruma's lips pursed and he didn't speak.

Before the surname Bai left, he mentioned a few words, saying that Wei Ying, the mayor of Peach Blossom Town, returned to the town after going to the capital to do some things, and soon took their master and servant to leave the town and rush to the capital.

For the mayor of the town, the one surnamed Bai also asked Bai Jian to be extremely respectful and not to slack off in the slightest.

However, Bai Jian didn't have the slightest good impression of the domineering man in the capital in front of him.

But he still clearly knows that this seemingly ordinary mayor of Peach Blossom Town in the past is far from being as ordinary as he seems, and he is also a special "sword buyer".

The man smiled: "That's it, that poor sour talent surnamed Bai has always been a cautious character, not like a man, but like a girl, otherwise he wouldn't let him do these things." ”

Shiruma didn't make a sound, just listened quietly, but his eyebrows were already a little gloomy.

The man casually glanced at the bag of "Tianzi" support money and "Dizi" pressure money on the table, and then remembered the Bitan sword on the waist of the servant girl Xiaobai, showed a look of disdain, and said slowly: "The son of the eldest princess of Daqin?, heh, Zhao Hui's little bastard, is just a clever trick, and it is not a climate." ”

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