The little beggar was confused.

A piece of gold that walks around, will it really not know that it is gold?

What's more, there are a few people who can set off stormy waves in the backwater Cangshi City and can be called a thousand gold, except for Song Huiya, a world-famous hero with a mixed reputation?

But Song Huiya's tone was too bland, and the little beggar couldn't distinguish the deep meaning of her words for a while, thinking that she had guessed wrong, turned sideways, and asked anxiously, "You...... Daxia, do you know a person named Song Huiya? ”

Song Huiya's internal organs seemed to be experiencing fire, his blood seemed to be about to be evaporated, and his brain was in chaos. When I spoke to her, my thoughts drifted away, and I listened to each sentence without thinking too much.

Listening to her ask like this, I realized, oh, it turns out that I am someone else's Hongfu.

She laughed to herself, her sloppy gaze condensed slightly, and then a little darker, surging obscurily in the silence. The thumb pressed against the lettering on the blade of the sword, rubbing back and forth along the outline, and there was an indescribable fear that seeped from the depths of the bone marrow.

All she knew was that she had killed someone.

Killed many people.

But I don't want even a little beggar on the street who doesn't know how to learn has heard of her notoriety.

She is not afraid of danger and despair, but she is really afraid that she has a blood debt that she can't pay off, and she has committed many crimes, and she has no place to shame.

She was afraid that she mistakenly thought that she was standing on the top of a vast cliff, with an abyss in front of her and on the left and right, and whether she lowered her head or raised her eyes, there were mountains of corpses piled up on all sides, and they crawled out of the pile of bones one by one, and dragged her by the ankles, trying to pull her to pieces.

Song Huiya shuddered violently, and woke up from that brief vision, as if he had walked through the two worlds of yin and yang. The remaining panic suppressed all her messy distractions, and there was a rare clarity in her mind.

She wiped the cold sweat with her index finger, swept away the broken hair on her forehead, and asked quietly, "Do you know her?" ”

The little beggar still didn't understand why she was silent for a long time, and immediately exclaimed: "How can I know such a big person? I don't even know if he's a man or a woman! ”

Song Huiya fell on the thousand-foot peak in vain, and laughed when he heard the words: "Then what are you mentioning her for?" ”

"I heard it in the city." The little beggar didn't notice her annoyance in the slightest," said the people from outside the street. ”

She leaned forward, clasped her hands to her mouth, and said in a mysterious voice, "Do you know why she is so valuable?" Not only is it worth it, it's worth a big general! ”

Song Huiya frowned, thinking that she was talking nonsense, and asked, "Why?" ”

The little beggar pretended to be profound, and said vaguely: "Because she has killed many people." ”

"Oh?" Song Huiya expressed surprise when he held the venue: "How many?" ”

The little beggar said with a straight look: "If she kills a Hu person, she will kill a Han person." ”

Song Huiya: "?? ”

The little beggar opened his hand and instructed: "For every ten people who die in the rivers and lakes, nine are killed by her." ”

Song Huiya: "......"

The little beggar listened to her dumb speech, thinking that he was deflated, even if he couldn't see her expression, he was very proud, and lay on the ground and laughed: "I'm talking nonsense! Hahaha! ”

Song Huiya's fingers pressed on the hilt of the sword, and he endured it without unsheathing.

The little beggar laughed for a while, and he was also obedient, and without waiting for Song Huiya to teach him a lesson, he repeatedly begged for mercy in a long voice. Then he recounted what happened in the tavern today.

She has a good memory, although some of the words are completely incomprehensible, and "what" and "what" are omitted, but she can convey seven or eight points vividly.

When Song Huiya heard that the young swordsman was counting her exploits in the limelight, the same thought came to his heart, and he said disapprovingly: "Meritorious deeds." ”

The little beggar didn't understand a word, so he plucked out his ears and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Song Huiya thought for a while and pulled out a simple word: "Love to be famous." ”

"It's good to be able to believe the words of those people. Whoever takes it seriously is a fool. It's all the same, for better and for worse. ”

The little beggar sat unorthodox, holding his red and swollen feet with both hands, and bent down to puff at his feet as he spoke.

"What's more, what is not in vain? How can something that has really been done be called false? You Jianghu people fight to the death, aren't you just fighting for a good name? In order to be worthy of the word 'hero', he can even give his life. Although I don't think this is something that a normal person can do, why is it the same rule that when you go to Song Huiya, you are only allowed to be scolded, and no one is allowed to praise? ”

She paused before she remembered and asked, "Did you just say Song Huiya, or is that old thing of thanks?" ”

Song Huiya felt that he was confused by the truth, and he was also stunned, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was even more curious: "You don't like that Xie Zhongchu?" ”

"He's a great guy!" The little beggar said this, but his attitude was very disdainful.

Song Huiya was shocked to find that he didn't understand this child so well, and even felt a little ashamed of himself because of ignorance, and humbly asked: "Why? ”

The little beggar snorted and said disapprerovingly: "If anyone scolds me behind my back, I hate to nail him to death with a mouthful of spit!" Except for one kind of person, I don't bother to lose my temper with him. ”

Song Huiya understood: "Dead people? ”

"That's right!" The little beggar slapped the dirt on his feet and said in an old-fashioned manner, "He is not reasoning with people at all, he is just telling everyone that he is a great good man." I want to have his status, I can speak better than him. I can boast of myself as a flower! Unlike that Song Huiya, the nonsense that a three-year-old child didn't believe could be spread all over the street, and someone came out to say that she was good, and she was scolded and beaten by the guests of the whole tavern. Look at it, even if you hear a sentence or two, they all say that she is in love with fame. ”

She raised her head, couldn't control her mouth, and scolded the person opposite by the way: "You are stupid to read, right?" ”

Song Huiya's face was sunk in heavy shadows, and his body was upright and motionless. The little beggar listened to her take a deep breath, and then whispered, "Little finch, ......"

The little beggar had goosebumps all over his body, and said, "I was wrong." I'm not talking about you. Daxia, you are very smart, I haven't studied, and everything you say is very ...... What is the contempt? Very despicable words. How can I have you adults-"

"No!" Song Huiya interrupted her categorically, "You're right! ”

Little beggar: "......"

Song Huiya couldn't help but praise again: "Little Sparrow, although you only live as long as other people's fingernails, you can understand it better than some people who have lived a lifetime." ”

The little beggar was flattered and said in confusion: "Thank you...... Thank you? ”

Song Huiya didn't know what happy thing he had in mind, and laughed intermittently.

The little beggar felt a little embarrassed, and asked for confirmation again: "You...... Don't you really know Song Huiya? ”

Song Huiya stopped laughing, changed his hand holding the sword, and said resolutely and forcefully: "If I knew her, I should be the one who killed her." ”

The little beggar laughed when he heard it, relying on the limited field of vision, pretending to make a grimace, shaking his head and boasting: "Yes, yes, you should be a heroine who fights with swords and rivers and lakes, and is very majestic!" What is Song Huiya? If you meet you, it will be just a burst of slashing, and you will be forced to kneel and beg for mercy! ”

She clasped her fists with both hands and learned vividly: "Hero, please let me go, I will never kill people or do evil again." I will give all the money on my body to those little beggars who have nothing to eat, and I will give you a pension in the future! Do you think it's okay?! ”

After that, he immediately ran outside the house and squatted at the door with his head in his hands.

But Song Huiya didn't react, didn't even change his posture, and only gave her a look of disgust.

The little beggar stayed for a while, and he couldn't stand the cold, and crept back again. I didn't get beaten up, I was really unaccustomed to it, and I asked up and down: "Hero, are you really not angry?" ”

Her eyes widened, and she howled, "You don't hold your breath in your heart and want to wait for a while to kill me directly, right?" ”

"Tsk." Song Huiya was annoyed, "Say one more thing, and I'll beat you." ”

The little beggar was relieved, clutched his chest and smiled, "Okay! ”

…… How can anyone be so cheap?

After confirming that the person in the temple really would not kill her, the little beggar settled down in his heart, found a dry place to lie down, and wanted to continue sleeping on the previous dream.

Only then did she remember that the dilapidated house was still cold. No matter how she rubbed her feet, it was cold, and she couldn't feel sleepy at all.

Tossing and turning several times, the little beggar turned over and sat up again, and shouted at the opposite side in an angry voice: "Hero? Heroic ——! ”

Song Huiya didn't bother to respond.

The little beggar knew that she must have woken up, and asked herself: "Hero, I ask you something, don't be angry." Have you ever eaten human flesh? ”

"Nope." Song Huiya opened his eyes, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Nope." The little beggar grabbed his unconscious feet, shook his body and said, "But one year there was a heavy snowfall, and many people came from outside the city, all of whom were displaced people from the north. I heard one of them, named Hua, say that they were beaten in by the Hu people, and all the people were arrested. The group of brutes set up a big pot on the street, and they picked the children with thin skin and tender meat, and threw them in one by one. At night, a group of dogs sang songs around the cauldron, drinking wine and eating meat. If you can't finish eating, you will divide it, and force other people to eat it. directly scared that old flower half crazy. When we finally got to us, we fell mad in the middle of the night, ran out crying, and froze myself to death. He said that human flesh tastes similar to pork, and it is very fat. He only took a bite, and spit out all the sour water he had been drinking for days. ”

Song Huiya listened absentmindedly, and when she finished speaking, she asked the most irrelevant sentence: "Have you ever eaten pork?" ”

"No, I don't like meat." The little beggar pinched his arm and said with a grin, "Look at me so dirty, if they want to eat me, they will have to wash for a long time, it should be fine." ”

She quieted down, as if waiting for Song Huiya's answer.

After a long time, Song Huiya asked, "What?" You want to scare me? ”

The little beggar haha: "No! Hero, you are well-informed, how can you be scared by my little child! I'm just talking about it casually. ”

Song Huiya asked, "Are you afraid of the Hu people?" ”

The little beggar said truthfully, "I'm afraid." ”

People who can eat people are the most terrifying demons in the world in her heart. After the old flower died, she had nightmares for several nights. Later, he found a place to bury him, and went to see it every day, for fear that someone would dig out his body and eat it.

"I'm not afraid." Song Huiya's voice was still hoarse with a hint of sickness, but there was also an inexplicable firmness and warmth, and he smiled lowly, "Hearing you say this, I just want to kill them." ”

The little beggar finally fell silent.

After a long time, the little beggar thought that Song Huiya had fallen asleep, moved his legs carefully, and wanted to lie down, when he suddenly heard her say: "You are very smart." ”

In so many verbal arguments, only one thing was grasped - Song Huiya hated the Hu people. So the twists and turns were tactful, and the verification was repeated again and again.

This is very similar to Song Huiya: if you suspect something, you don't listen to others, just watch it yourself.

"It's a pity that it's not smart enough." Song Huiya said regretfully, "Otherwise, you shouldn't have such a strong curiosity." ”

The little beggar was so creepy that he was anxious to clear himself: "I'm not smart! I don't know anything! I don't know who you are! All I know is that you're a good person! I'm not going to ask anymore! ”

Song Huiya asked, "Who did you go out to find today?" ”

The little beggar said without thinking: "I didn't look for anyone!" ”

"That's the best." The corners of Song Huiya's lips rose, and he said slowly, "According to what you said, there are people in the world who respect me, there are people who hate me, and there are people who avoid me like snakes and scorpions, all of whom are gathered in this small city......"

Her final voice gradually deepened, and there was a kind of chilling coldness, and she sighed, "I'm really afraid that your life is not hard enough." ”

The little beggar was first annoyed by her coercive tone, and his heart was stirred several times, and finally he calmed down, his shoulders collapsed, and he smiled stiffly: "The person they are looking for is Song Huiya, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

"Just remember that." Song Huiya said, "You are still so young, I also hope that you can live a little longer." ”

The little beggar hung his head, hugged his legs, and clutched his leaky trouser legs.

Song Huiya said, "Come here." ”

The little beggar resisted a little, and it wasn't until Song Huiya repeated it again that he walked towards her slowly.

She knelt on the ground, holding her head in her hands and covering her ears. Wrong body to avoid the vital point, ready to be beaten by the other party.

But I only heard a sound of rustling, and then my body was warm, wrapped in a robe with the smell of blood, and was hugged into my arms.

There seemed to be a gentle breath, and he whispered in her ear, "Sleep." ”

Song Huiya's body was hot, and the little beggar slowly lost himself in the warmth he had never felt before, like touching a round of sun on a cold day, and soon fell asleep.

·

In the depths of the night, the dirt road was sluggish, and the young swordsman and a strong man were tired, looking left and right from time to time, and their spirits were tense. When they approached the only lighted inn on the side of the road, they stopped one after another, raised their hands and knocked on the door.

The man's eyes were worried, and when he heard the knock at the door like a drum, he secretly cried out and hurried to greet the guests.

"Two knights, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

The strong man looked through the vat at the door one by one, and when he saw nothing, he went around the corner to search.

The young swordsman leaned against the door, drowsy and said, "I want to ask you about someone." ”