Chapter 7 Young people are frivolous

According to the usual routine, the bandits dropped anchor first, jumped back and forth and fell to the deck, and the whole ship shook and sank violently.

The leader of the big sword and golden horse straddled the railing of the boat, moving back and forth into the crowd with a long knife, his arm suddenly stopped in one place, and his eyes lit up and said: "Yo, beauty, is this boat yours?" ”

Zhao Qingmiao's willow eyebrows were raised, and her eyes were condensed. She hurriedly put on a cardigan bandeau dress when she left the cabin, and she didn't care about bunning her hair before she could do so. Now the long hair is draped over her shoulders, and the group of water bandits staring at her have complicated expressions, and some of them have evil eyes.

Zhao Qingmiao's hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched into a fist, his knuckles were white, and he said noncommittally: "The ship is indeed mine, the goods are for you, let us go." ”

"Hehe, the beauty is very cold." The leader stretched out his tongue and swept his lips, then turned back to his men and winked.

One left and one right, the man with a big waist and a round waist planned to go up and capture Zhao Qingmiao.

Zhao Qingmiao took two steps back, and Chang Xi stepped forward, standing with his hands around his chest, and raised his legs sideways to send two feet to them.

"Ahh "Ouch!"

Chang Xi made a move to cut off his children and grandchildren, and the effect was immediate.

The faces of the two subordinates turned pale and red in an instant, beads of sweat oozed from the corners of their foreheads, and their words began to curse incoherently.

"Dead, dead girl, dig up your grandma, grandma's !!" "Look at me, I have to pick your skin!"

Don't look at Chang Xi as a girl, she has been by Zhao Qingmiao's side all the year round, and she has a good temper that is not arrogant or irritable after early practice.

"What are you doing, my young lady said, take the goods, and don't do anything else!"

The black hair hung down on his shoulders and rose with the wind, and Zhao Qingmiao's face was heavy and calm.

"No rules." Who is talking about it, who is clear.

It's a pity that the water bandits don't even talk about the reason, how can they understand the rules.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader smiled and forced out a fierce appearance: "The little lady has a wild temperament, and today the master wants to be a person, so tie me up!" ”

"Up!" At the sound of an order, the bandits raised their guys and prepared to kidnap people.

The catastrophe is coming, the boatman and the sedan chair driver are all eating the Zhao family's meal, even if they are afraid, they still pick up the nearest stick, and plan to go out to block it.

The two sides stood facing each other with angry faces, the moonlit night was solemn, and the river wind lifted the clothes and drummed.

"Whew!" Suddenly, there were torches waving in the crowd, and sparks flew out.

Someone dodged out of the way, and Shen Xiao took the opportunity to approach with a torch. He looked up sideways, and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "Miss, you will move in a while, and you will hide back in the cabin." ”

Every word clearly fell into Zhao Qingmiao's ears.

The "crackling" flame exploded again.

She seemed to draw a circle of ripples in Pinghu in her heart, and looked at Shen Xiao's side face with doubt: This stupid boy has known herself for less than a day, one leg must be crippled, if you really want to move, can you take care of yourself?

Shen Xiao secretly slandered: What kind of compassion did you move? How can we grasp that we can defeat the crowd with one?

He is now facing Shen Ling's body is the biggest failure, and his kung fu is empty and has no internal strength. But now it is all grasshoppers in the same boat, even if he doesn't stand up, he can't escape the fate of being caught by the bandits.

At first glance, the leader saw a half-lame black-faced boy standing out, and immediately laughed, and after laughing, he mocked: "Stinky boy who has not dried up, if you don't want to die, hide away." Dare to talk to the master again, send you down the river to feed the fish! ”

This sounds strangely familiar. Shen Xiao's lips seemed to be smiling, his eyes were deep and restrained, and his whole body was like a sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time, waiting for his master to sharpen it and remove rust.

"Then you can try." The tone was as cold as frost.

How could the leader bear such contempt, raised his eyebrows, roared "look for death" with full anger, and slashed at it with a long knife.

The river is choppy, and the wind and waves crash against the side of the ship.

A long knife slashed left and right, and the silver mangs were cold and silent. With a heavy slash, the figure dodged and quickly let it pass, and the fall of the blade was comparable to cutting off the corner of the young man's clothes.

Shen Xiao panted, his green tendons were bulging, his face was as heavy as water, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. He knew that such a movement would aggravate his foot injury, but he could only try his life.

The leader suddenly realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously turned around and turned back-

It was at this moment that Shen Xiao danced the torch and kept drawing circles in the air, 'whirring' tongues of fire scurrying around, and light and shadow overlapped. The bewildered leader was dazzled and impetuous, and raised his long knife again to slash into the air.

Shen Xiao retracted his arm and threw the torch in front of him, and the torch rolled in a circle and rushed straight towards the leader.

"Master!" The bandits exclaimed.

The leader was so frightened that he raised his arm to block it, but the spark still scurried onto his clothes and burned all at once. He threw his long knife and rolled on the spot, extinguishing the fire on his body.

The scorched smoke blows with the river breeze, leaving no aftertaste.

The leader breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that the stinky boy wants you to look good-just about to get up with the knife but his hand was empty, and his back was already cold and sharp, and his heart suddenly became half cold.

"Don't move, my hands shake when I'm nervous, and it's not fun to pierce you with a hole."

Shen Xiao's handsome eyebrows were a little hazy and indistinguishable under the faint moonlight, as if evil was not evil. The hilt of the knife was held tightly in his hand, and with a little effort it would be possible to burrow into the rough flesh of the leader.

The situation had been reversed, and Chang Xi hurriedly pulled Zhao Qingmiao back.

"Stinky boy, knives don't play like this, as long as your boat is still in this river, you can't escape." The leader was still trying to save face, but he didn't dare to struggle and move.

Shen Xiao's eyes were gloomy, one hand pressed the back of the leader's neck, and the hand holding the knife was a little heavier.

The leader flinched, and the coarse cloth shirt was torn open by the blade, revealing a trace of blood.

The atmosphere was solemn, Zhao Qingmiao said abruptly, "Shen Jiu stop." ”

Shen Xiao was sneering, and when he heard this, he turned around and asked, "Let him go?" These people won't let us go easily. ”

"When you enter my Zhao family, you have to abide by three rules. The first is that you have to listen to me. Zhao Qingmiao didn't explain, just looked at Shen Xiao fixedly.

—Who has Shen Xiao heard besides the Holy Decree?

His throat was dry, and a deep unhappiness clung to his chest.

"Yes, listen to Miss." After speaking, his expression was solemn, his hands were loosened, and he saw that the leader stood up and threw the long knife over, while he turned sideways and looked at the dim river.

The firelight was flickering, and Zhao Qingmiao stood and stared at Shen Xiao in the light and dark: This kid looks docile, why is he so stubborn? Sure enough, it was a teenager.

"Take it, take it for me!" The leader was unsettled, and shouted at his men to tie them up.

The people on the merchant ship were quickly tied into zongzi, and the two were tied to a rope, and at first glance they looked quite like grasshoppers on a rope.

Except for a few bandits who were left to guard the people on the merchant ship, the rest turned back to their black sailing boats, anchored and pulled the broadside, and pulled the merchant ships to continue along the waterway.

Chang Xi looked around with a nervous face: This time is going to be over, and the next step is definitely to be taken to the thief's den.

She looked at Miss, then at Shen Jiu, and found that the two of them had calmly closed their eyes and recuperated.

A whimsical thought suddenly occurred in my heart: these two people have a tacit understanding.