7 Everything and floats
In the same way, the guy's lips are about to grind out of the cocoon in the past two days, and he was disturbed in the middle of the night and his dream turned out to be this sentence again, and he was extremely impatient in his heart, and he still said politely on his face: "Who does the chivalrous man want to ask?" If it was a woman with a black sword, I really hadn't seen it. Nameless is far from here, but there are still several miles of mountain roads, and the two of you can go and ask elsewhere. β
The strong man came back in a circle and took over the topic in a rough voice: "Have you ever seen such a tall little beggar?" β
He compared it on his chest: "Female, very thin, with a little dark skin, wearing a pair of broken straw sandals on her feet, she looks very smart." β
The guy thought seriously for a while, shook his head and said: "Hero, these days, people who can't afford to eat abound, the streets are full of people called Huazi, men, women and children, let's open a store to do business, we have seen a lot of such people, I really don't know which one you are talking about." β
The strong man ran into a wall all night, he was upset, listening to him so foolish, he was angry, took a step forward, and said with a straight face: "That little boy called Hanako has lived nearby since he was a child, and has been wandering around the village and the city, and you don't have much business in this inn, and you can't remember a familiar child?" β
"Chivalry, don't hide it, those annoying little flowers, they don't take a bath all year round, and the stench on their bodies can smoke out for three miles, in my eyes they are like flies on the edge of the pit, I will catch one when I see one, how can I care where they live?" The man folded his hands together and confessed in sorrow, "I really don't know, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Next time, I'll help you keep an eye on the older children when they come, so keep them first. β
The strong man narrowed his eyes, his voice cooled a little, and reminded: "In the early years, an old blind man often took her to sing songs in your inn to beg for a living, you should have an impression. β
"Really?" The guy was stunned, patted his forehead, and suddenly said, "There is such a person." But the old blind man hadn't been here for years. This place is so poor that there are not even a few ghosts, and he can't make a few dollars by playing music with us for a long time, so he guesses that he will go elsewhere to make a fortune sooner. People don't move to death. β
The strong man was furious, suddenly attacked, and grabbed the man's neck with one palm.
The young swordsman raised his hand to stop him and pushed him back with his long sword.
The man's color suddenly changed, he retreated in a panic, and opened his mouth to call for help, but the strong man shouted first: "Stop!" β
The strong man lifted his internal strength, stepped forward, grabbed the man's left shoulder with five fingers, and at the same time covered his mouth and nose with one hand, dragging him back.
The young swordsman on the side roared, "What are you doing! β
The strong man let out a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and continued: "The beggars elsewhere say that the little man owes money to you to help him from time to time, so that he can live until now at a young age, but you say that you don't know him? is full of lies, what does she have to do with her, and she dare not say it to others? β
The guy shook his head violently and let out a few whimpering sounds.
The young swordsman snapped, "Let go!" β
The strong man glanced at the guy and slowly let go of his hand.
The man was free, but he did not dare to move, and cried, "When? Which is talking nonsense in front of you, uncle? Even if I had such good intentions, the store wouldn't allow it. The leftovers of the guests have to be left for us to eat, and if we can't finish eating, we will spoil them, so we will throw them away in the backyard. Who is not precious in these years? The villain himself is much more hungry. I can't squeeze food out of my teeth to give that little flower! If I dared, I would have been beaten to death by the shopkeeper! β
The strong man was furious, and his five fingers exerted force: "I see that you are really toasting and not eating-"
The man didn't have time to scream, but he saw a flash of cold light, and the young swordsman had already crossed the blade of the sword, slashed at the strong man's wrist, and forced the other party to let go of his hand.
The young swordsman couldn't bear it anymore, and said with a gloomy face: "Enough! Let's go! β
The strong man took a deep look at him, regained his reason, put away his anger, and left silently.
The swordsman nodded to the man and trotted after him.
Closing the door, the man sat on the threshold and cried a few more times, feeling sad in his heart, and when he had eased up, he scolded himself: "This cheap skin, is it someone who has provoked again." Tell her to settle down, don't always be smart, and bump into those reckless men. β
He got up and went back, lying on a simple wooden bed, no longer sleepy. He simply took a rag and cleaned the inn.
In the distance, the long river flows deeply, reflecting a faint end of the waves.
The moon has set in the west, the remnants are coming to an end, and the branches and leaves of the old trees hang down thousands of shadows above the young man's head.
The young swordsman stood beside the strong man, thrust the sword in his hand into the soft soil, endured it, and still asked: "Since he insists on refusing to speak, he doesn't want to get into trouble, so do you want to beat him up?" Why are you so anxious? β
The strong man glanced at him, and his words could not hide his ridicule: "If you are in the inn today, if you have the current capacity, you will not fight with them." β
The young swordsman knew that he was wrong, sat down beside him, and hesitated: "Alas, don't mention the old things again. However, I had never heard of any sword pedigrees that Song Huiya was carrying. The cheats of the exercises that do not leave the mountain were all burned to ashes by her when she left the mountain. In my opinion, it is not necessary that the little beggar is really making fun of you and me. β
The strong man said indifferently: "I don't believe that Song Huiya is really ruthless to this point, and he has burned all the accumulation of the master over the generations." She went to the soup to avenge her master, how dare she do such a rebellious thing? It turned out that he quietly left the true inheritance on his body. β
The young swordsman looked at the strange friend and felt that he was already stunned.
The strong man sensed his emotions and didn't care about it, only that he was too naΓ―ve and ignorant to take care of him.
"That little beggar was born in the streets and alleys of the market, begging for the little things of life, and he has to keep his voice down when he says a word, and he is tired of living and comes to you and me to find death? Everyone knows that Song Huiya's sword has her name on it, Xie Zhongchu can't find her body when he rummages through the nameless world, and now it seems that he was picked up by the little beggar, and there will be no mistake. β
He deeply regretted himself: "I was too anxious to scare her away, and I would have known to give her the money." Worrying too much is self-defeating. β
The young swordsman was a little at a loss, his lips pursed and he wanted to say something, but he could only turn out some nonsense. Others don't want to listen, and he doesn't speak well.
The name "Song Huiya" is too big, and if you have a relationship with it, you can become famous all over the world overnight. No matter how much he came up with, others could refute it tenfold.
Not to mention, even he himself could not be moved.
The strong man thought about it for a long time, and the burning heart fire was suppressed by the night wind, and when he saw that his friend was still in a daze, he sighed helplessly: "Forget it, I am also tired after a day of running." Let's go back first. β
The two of them were one after the other, each with their own thoughts, and they were silent.
At the beginning of dawn, the strong man made a roundabout circle and walked into the inn again.
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As the golden light of the morning sun shines through the pavilions and into the streets, the noisy sound and white heat rise in all directions of the town.
The merchant sang all the way through his throat until he passed through a crowded alley, stopped and put away the flat pole.
In the shadow diagonally sat a woman with a hat on her head, pressed low to obscure her face. The cuffs were rolled up, revealing a wounded wrist, and he was quietly eating a piece of Hu Biscuit.
The merchant glanced at him strangely, and the other party seemed to be aware of it, raised his head slightly, and turned towards him, so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and concentrated on packing up the things in the bamboo basket.
In the distance, there was the sound of horses' hooves.
Cangshi City, which has always been secluded, has a new guest today.
The few people who walked in the front were dressed in black suits, holding knives in their left hands, and their long hair was tied high. The spirit between the steps is mighty, high-spirited, and there is a domineering murderous aura on the outside, which makes people feel intimidating and intimidating.
But there was a group of officials who couldn't even wear their clothes neatly behind them, and they dragged down their momentum.
The merchant pondered, not like a person from the government.
The officials in Cangshi City were all flowery, soft bones, and covered with loose skin and flesh, and they couldn't take a punch. When I see a chivalrous man who practices martial arts on the street, if you don't catch up and bow down, you can already be considered backbone, where do you dare to look at people with your nostrils like this.
But the officials in the rear followed them with their horses, bowed their eyebrows and eyes, and obeyed their orders.
Most of them are generals on the border.
The merchant shook his head and moved his things inward to make more room for them.
Song Huiya sat motionless.
A thin breeze swept through her nose, and she smelled a very light and familiar smellβa smell of blood similar to hers.
She casually swept away, and sure enough, she saw dark blood mud on the soles of several pairs of cloth shoes, and she hurried over before she had time to change them.
Where can so many people die? Even the dirt was soaked.
Song Huiya wiped the corners of his mouth, dodged and retreated into the dark alley, and followed in a roundabout way.
The group of useless servants were divided by the black-clothed young man halfway, and only the man at the head led the two brothers into the largest inn in the city.
The two scholars by the window in the corner were drinking tea, and found that there was suddenly silence in the lobby, so they looked at the door and whispered:
"It's so magnificent, this broken place with a grain of rice is really lively recently. A few more can't fit in, and they can't fight each other? β
"The battle is over?"
The scholar sneered: "How can there be any reason to finish the fight?" Your own people are still beating your own people. β
The leader of the general looked around, ignoring the looks on everyone's faces, and declared in an unquestionable tone: "Mountain bandits are rampant here, and the imperial court is still suppressing bandits. Idlers are not allowed to stay. If there is nothing important, leave quickly, otherwise you will be punished as a thief. β
His voice was strong, with internal force, and for a while it was like a bell ringing in his ears.
A group of people from the rivers and lakes came out to investigate, and stood on the stairs on the second floor and looked down.
The black-clothed general strode forward and repeated loudly: "After tomorrow, I don't want to see any outsiders in Cangshi City. Anyone who dares to wear a weapon on the street will be confiscated. Anyone who does not have an official document from the government will be arrested and awaiting trial. Anyone who defies the order will be summarily executed! β
How could the people of the rivers and lakes have suffered such humiliation?
Since coming to this small border city, it can't be said to call for wind and rain, but it can be regarded as majestic. They are famous, and they are happy, and they are all fluttering for a few days, and they are complacent and happy that they have successfully eradicated evil and hoes. Just want to point fingers at random border soldiers?
At that moment, some people were unconvinced: "It's so domineering." β
The two conscientious black-faced youngsters in the back finally spoke at this time, but the words they said were even more unpleasant, and they glared angrily and scolded bluntly: "It's shameless to wait." β
The warrior was stunned for a moment, and reprimanded with shame: "You-"
The black-faced young man didn't say a word, pulled out the knife from the sheath, pointed directly at his face, and didn't give an inch: "What am I?" β
Seeing that the people on the left and right had retreated, the warrior was timid, and turned back to the room, with a damaged face, so he had to step on the steps with a "click" sound.
The scholar didn't care about eating tea, and kept listening carefully with the tea bowl, until this time he made a conclusion: "It's Lu Xiangze's person." β
He raised his head, drank the half-cold tea, and laughed, "Happy! β
The black-clothed general paced two steps in the open space as if no one was around, tilted his head upward, and pursed his thin lips lightly: "If Lord Xie doesn't take the initiative to come out, I'm going to go up and invite." β
The door of the guest room in the middle of the second floor was pushed open, and Xie Zhongchu appeared unhurriedly, and said politely while going down the stairs: "I slept late yesterday, and I only woke up when Xiaoyou came, and I was tidying up my appearance, which is really lazy." β
He looked at this junior, only bowed his head slightly, and asked, "I don't know what the master is looking for the old man?" β
The corners of the young man's lips rose, and he said word by word: "The surname is Lu, Lu Xiangze." β
There was an uproar all around.
The scholar squirted out a sip of tea and splashed his friend on the other side.
The friend didn't care about being angry, craned his neck to look at the front door, and only scribbled his face with his sleeve.
Outside the window separated by a wall, Song Huiya, who was leaning against the wall, followed along. I only feel that this name is slightly familiar, but I can look at the appearance of the general, and it is full of eyes.
"It turned out to be General Lu." Xie Zhongchu said hello and said coldly, "General Lu is not in the border area, why did he come to this small city?" β
He glanced at the old-fashioned young general at the door, and added, "It seems that I only brought a few brothers." Aren't you afraid that the Hu people will set up an ambush here? β
Lu Xiangze laughed. His lines are clear and resolute, with sharp edges and corners, and he has a positive appearance, but he deliberately puts on a smile, but there is a kind of evil taste, especially the murderous intent in his words, which makes people feel frightened.
"Not bad. The cavalry that went ahead brought only about twenty men. If Lord Xie has the confidence, he can try, can he add a few more wandering spirits to the nameless world. After all, I'm looking forward to it, and I'm feeling that it's not refreshing, and I don't have some taste to drink. β