"Jiangnan month, the night is full of West Building."

"When the clouds fall, the ice spits, and the waves sink deep into the jade hook."

"When will the circle be off..."

The evening breeze is blowing, and in the attic in the backyard of a courtyard somewhere in Pingting County, there are curling piano sounds and tactful singing sounds, which make people feel as if they have come to the windy and moonlit night in the south of the Yangtze River.

In the attic, the dim light shines through the window, reflecting a graceful figure.

On the soft couch by the window, Xia Zhiqing knelt on a long table, ten slender jade fingers like green bamboo, plucking on the strings of the guzheng, her red lips opened softly, and she sang softly.

"Stomp, stomp..."

The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the sound.

After Xia Zhining entered the attic, she ran all the way down the stairs to the second floor.

There is a low table next to the long table.

There was a teapot on the low table, a cup of half-drunk tea, and a plate of preserved fruits.

Xia Zhining came to the low table, sat on the ground, picked up the half-drunk tea, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Sister, I learned an interesting thing today. ”

Xia Zhiqing glanced at her sister, left her hands from the strings, twisted a piece of preserved fruit with her fingers, took a shallow bite, snatched the teacup in Xia Zhining's hand, and said, "Can't you pour it yourself if you want to drink?" With my cup. ”

"Sister, between you and me, what else do you and I have, didn't we all say that we would marry the same Langjun." Xia Zhining raised her hand around her sister's neck and giggled.

"Zhining." Xia Zhiqing's face was slightly red, and she scolded lightly: "It was a joke when I was a child, and I can't take it seriously." ”

"I don't care, I'm serious anyway."

Xia Zhining stood up, came to the sword stand, and picked up her long sword.

Chokew-

The sword is unsheathed.

Xia Zhining picked a sword flower, raised her crystal pointed chin, and said: "And sister, if you choose Ruyi Langjun, you must satisfy me, like the rotten Confucian scholar who couldn't carry it on the shoulders that my sister fell in love with before, it will never work, if you can't fight, forget it, and you still have a poor and sour face..."

"Zhining."

Xia Zhiqing raised her eyebrows.

How can there be a woman who doesn't have a spring, especially since she is already nineteen years old, and she has already reached the age of getting married, so she naturally has a favorite object, but she was destroyed by Zhining.

According to Zhi Ning's words, those who want to marry their sisters, Wen, must surpass their sisters, Wu, must win against her.

This kind of condition is naturally extremely harsh.

Xia Zhiqing is known as the first talented woman in Qingzhou Mansion, and she writes good poems, and there are only a handful of people who can compare with her in the entire Qingzhou Mansion.

And those who can surpass Xia Zhiqing have no achievements in martial arts.

So much so that to this day, the two are still in the boudoir.

Seeing her sister's indifferent look, Xia Zhiqing sighed lightly and diverted the topic: "What's interesting?" ”

The sword is sheathed.

Xia Zhining sat down, put the long sword on the low table, supported her cheek with one hand, and picked up the tea that her sister had just poured with the other hand, and said with a smile: "I heard that recently there was a bad star in the county who specializes in killing people from the Qinghe Gang, and in two days, he killed fifty or sixty people from the Qinghe Gang, and they don't know who the murderer is, what he looks like, they don't know, they are so scared that they don't dare to go out of the city recently, haha..."

Xia Zhiqing listened quietly, although she was not interested in this kind of fighting, killing and killing, but it was good to be used as a novel to pass the time.

"I heard that the cause was that a hall master named Chen Hu of the Qinghe Gang was killed on the way back, and none of the younger brothers under him were alive, and the money box he was carrying was also taken away by the murderer." Xia Zhining sat up straight, tapped her fingers lightly on the low table, and said:

"Sister, I heard that this Chen Hu is not a good person, in the fish and meat township, robbing the people's daughters, it must be a lot of evil things, and then I met the local chivalrous people and hugged each other, I really didn't expect that there would be such a person in this dirty Pingting County."

Xia Zhining's eyes lit up.

is different from her sister Xia Zhiqing, she is not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is a popular reader, but she is good at dancing and playing with guns, especially the chivalrous men who punish evil and promote good in this novel, and always think that one day she can meet this kind of person.

Hearing this, Xia Zhiqing was a little supportive, she couldn't understand what her sister was thinking about every day, she looked down on the people at the bottom all day long, she was in a bad mood, and she even called these people a pariah and vented her grievances at them.

However, he admires the chivalrous men who help the people at the bottom to come forward, and even trample on the law on this basis.

"Zhining, you're here again, whether it's a gangster or a gang villain, Daddy doesn't like these people the most." Xia Zhiqing sighed and said.

"Ugh." Xia Zhining also sighed, lay on the low table, and said, "I don't know when I will be able to leave this place, I finally heard about an interesting person, but I don't know who he is." Sister, I want to go back to Nanyang. ”

……

Two days later.

Fukuzawa Village.

[+1 for the number of swings, +1 experience for the Demon Breaking Knife Technique.] 】

In the courtyard, Chen Mo withstood the cold wind and slashed the Tang knife.

After breaking through to the eighth grade, Chen Mo maintained 20,000 knife swings per day for the past two days.

Demon Breaker (Intermediate 164521/200000).

The cellar was handed over to Zhang He to dig, and the space inside was greatly expanded.

In order to prevent the collapse, a lot of firewood was taken and put on top of it as a support.

It may be that he slaughtered the Qinghe gang in those two days.

Recently, the Qinghe Gang has been a lot quieter, and they have not sent people out of the city to search the village.

Just when Chen Mo thought that the turmoil of this matter had passed.

The next day, Chen Mo slashed the Tang knife in the courtyard as usual.

Zhang He, who was supposed to come over to widen the cellar as usual, ran over in a hurry, and said with a panicked expression: "Brother Mo, it's not good, the people from the Qinghe Gang are here again." ”

Chen Mo's face tightened, and after listening to Zhang He's words, there were dozens of people who came this time, and all of them were armed with big knives and strong crossbows.

Zhang He leaned into Chen Mo's ear and whispered, "Brother Mo, will the Qinghe Gang already know that we did it, so they came to the door." I also heard them ask the villagers if there were any great people in our village. ”

"I shouldn't know yet, if I don't know it yet, if I don't know it directly, I should still search, don't panic, relax."

Chen Mo whispered, turned around, Han Anniang was looking at him nervously, vaguely seemed to have guessed something, and whispered, "Uncle..."

Chen Mo smiled and pretended to be relaxed: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Chen Mo gave the dagger to Han Anniang and asked her to hide in the cellar.

After that, he buried the Tang knife in the vegetable field, removed the handle of the firewood knife, pinned it to the waistband of his trousers, covered it with cotton clothes, and waited quietly with Zhang He for the Qinghe gang to come.

Soon, a group of people from the Qinghe Gang searched outside Chen's house.

This group of people is similar to the last group of Qinghe Gang.

After entering the house, he rummaged up and down the whole house for a while, found the property, and took it in front of Chen Mo.

The difference is that this group of people should have been specially trained and cooperate with each other tacitly.

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