Rainy night, noodle shop!

Clean stone streets, simple houses, simple and honest craftsmen......

Tonight was the fifteenth, and the moon climbed up the treetops, shedding a faint light from the dark clouds, and then shining through the stagnant water outside the door on the dilapidated signboard.

Yang Chun noodles!

This noodle shop only sells Yangchun noodles.

A bowl of sanmon.

A handful of fine noodles, half a bowl of broth, a glass of water, five-dollar lard, a spoonful of soy sauce made by the noodle shop owner, and two crisp cabbages on top.

Noodles are ordinary, but on a rainy night with the coolness of autumn, in this dilapidated town, there is nothing more satisfying than a bowl of hot Yangchun noodles.

If you can add two poached eggs, a plate of crisp pickles, a plate of salty peanuts, and a pot of warm wine, the feeling is almost better than that of a living fairy.

Li Jinyu is a person who knows how to enjoy, and generously paid a silver or two, asked the owner of the noodle restaurant to run errands to buy snacks, and by the way, he booked the restaurant for a whole night.

It won't be too peaceful here tonight, and it's better not to get involved with the craftsmen who do business honestly.

It was obviously not only Li Jinyu who wanted to eat hot noodle soup on a rainy night, but when Li Jinyu drank up the noodle soup, there was a sudden explosion at the door.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open.

A man with an ugly face with a shoehorn and a scimitar at his waist, about thirty years old, with a trace of blood on his body, appeared at the door.

The scimitar on his waist is not a grassland scimitar, but is bent from the handle, which looks very strange, and there is only one person in the entire rivers and lakes who uses this kind of scimitar.

——With the "ferocious and vicious" crane in the clouds, the "Qiankun thief" Hua Yunlong, the "flower butterfly" Hua Chong, and the "four flower thieves" Tian Boguang.

At the same time, it is also the goal of Li Jinyu.

Li Jinyu saw Tian Boguang, and of course Tian Boguang also saw Li Jinyu, and his eyes couldn't be taken off.

Handsome!

It's so handsome!

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, the complexion is like jade, warm and clear, not stained with dust, the eyes are bright, like a demon like a fairy......

If you put on a woman's dress, it will definitely be better than all the beauties that Tian Boguang has experienced in his life.

Even the stinky catcher who is chasing after him is inferior to this man in some ways.

Such a handsome son should never appear in such a humble noodle restaurant.

Especially at this time, there is only one person in the noodle restaurant, and even the owner of the shop does not know where to go, which is even more strange.

Tian Boguang held the handle of the knife in his right hand and shouted: "Dare to ask this son's surname?" Where is the noodle shop owner? Bother the boss to come out and make a bowl of noodles. ”

"There will be a murder here tonight, so in case of innocent people, I asked my boss to go home and sleep."

"Oh? What homicide? ”

Tian Boguang took a step forward with his left foot, and his right foot was slightly accumulated, and he had already put on a posture of drawing a knife.

"Tian Boguang will die tonight."

"It was for me."

Hearing this, Tian Boguang was no longer afraid.

He had seen many stunned people, all of whom had fallen under his scimitar.

It's just that this kid is too handsome, and if he kills him with a knife, it will be too wasteful.

Tian Boguang touched his chin with his left hand, sat opposite Li Jinyu, and said with a smile: "Why did you kill me?" ”

"For the money."

"How much?"

"Twenty-two and five-penny silver."

"Just for two or five dollars?"

"A month ago, you passed by a small mountain village and made a case and left your name."

"I'm a little impressed, that girl tastes good."

"You may not know that the woman could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by hanging herself.

The woman's parents sold their property, a total of 227 coins of silver, and guarded the stone pier at the entrance of the village every day, and kowtowed to ask for help when they saw a martial artist holding a sword. ”

"You answered."

"Yes."

"Why only two-two-five?"

"The remaining two coins of silver will be used to buy fragrant flowers and candles."

"Boring story."

"Are you ready to die?"

"Kill me? Why did you kill me? If you want to kill Lao Tzu, there are not a thousand but eight hundred, Lao Tzu still lives well, why should you kill me, a rabbit! ”

Tian Boguang looked at Li Jinyu coldly, as if he was looking at the stupidest fool in the world.

"I once heard a joke about how you are a really bad person, much cuter than some hypocrite, and even some idiots who called you a 'fake bad person'.

At that time, I even had a slight feeling of being persuaded that you could be saved.

Now I understand how stupid that joke is, how can you change it......"

Before the words fell, a flash of knife light had pierced through the broken table and slashed at Li Jinyu's neck.

As a flower thief who has been rampant in the world for more than ten years, in addition to the necessary eyesight, the biggest characteristic is to be cautious and cautious, in addition to not messing with people who can't be messed with.

Since entering the noodle shop, Tian Boguang has been accumulating strength and has been observing Li Jinyu's state.

Li Jinyu was as immobile as a mountain at the beginning, even if he recounted the tragedy, there was no slightest wave, only when it came to "how to change", there was a trace of fluctuation.

Tian Boguang keenly grasped the slightest fluctuation, and drew his knife out of the sheath without hesitation.

His fast knife is the foundation of walking the rivers and lakes, and the knife is as fast as a storm, and even the air seems to be repelled by the knife qi, revealing a thin vacuum.

Tian Boguang looked at Li Jinyu proudly, and seemed to be able to see Li Jinyu's death.

It was a very tragic death.

The blade slashed his throat, the knife cut his neck, and his head flew to the top beam, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the smell of blood was clearly audible throughout the town.

Miserable!

It's miserable!

Refreshing!

It's so cool!

But that's just a fantasy!

At the moment when Tian Boguang took out the knife, Li Jinyu's right arm moved slightly, and a cold light that was bleaker and more ethereal than the moonlight rose in the noodle shop.

Tian Boguang felt a tingling pain.

It was a very weird sting.

It can't even be said to be a sore spot, but it is like a gentle hug from a stunning beauty.

It's so light, so soft, so intoxicating, I want to indulge in this gentle feeling forever, and I don't want to wake up again.

Tian Boguang's strength was lost in an instant, and the only remaining strength could not be exhausted, so he could only fight to the last bit of vitality, lowered his head and looked at his heart.

He had a short knife stuck in his heart.

A short knife as thin as a cicada's wing.

There is no trace, there is no shape, and it is as soft as a hair.

The blade of the knife pierced into the body, stabbing the heart, stabbing the vitality, but not even a drop of blood flowed out.

"Wen ...... Gentle...... This is...... Wen ......"

Tian Boguang's vitality was about to run out, and he said the word "gentle" intermittently.

When a person dies, if he can't achieve the same end, he must at least be a ghost and understand who and what tricks he died under.

Li Jinyu originally wanted to pretend, but just as she wanted to open her mouth and pretend to be forked, she suddenly smelled a burst of aroma, and the coldness on her face instantly turned into a warm smile.

This is not the aroma of drugs, but the smell of body.

Here she comes!

The beauty is here, who still has the heart to care about Tian Boguang!