The woman in colorful clothes sat at a table, brought a bowl of minced meat noodles from the side, and pinched her ears with both hands when she put it down. ”

The woman in colorful clothes couldn't help but laugh, her voice was as intoxicating as a wind chime, and she quipped: "I didn't expect that the big thief would cook his own noodles." ”

Xiao Yu took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, rubbed the two chopsticks, and then handed them to the woman in colorful clothes. The woman in the colorful clothes turned out to be chopsticks, so she took another pair for herself, and urged the woman in the colorful clothes to eat noodles quickly while sandwiching the noodles: "Eat, eat, eat, when I was a child, the master was absent all the year round, so I kept going to an old woman's house to eat, which is what she taught me later." ”

The woman in colorful clothes held the chopsticks, looked at the noodles in the bowl, smelled the refreshing aroma, looked up at the delirium, and asked, "What about you?"

Delirium naturally understood what the woman in colorful clothes was asking, why he suddenly appeared, and how to answer this? Delirium had to smile and said, "I, the thief has a bad habit, and when it comes to night, he can't stay still, and he has to walk around to fall asleep. ”

The woman in colorful clothes covered her mouth again and chuckled: "Hmph, it's really funny, the heroes and thieves in people's mouths say that they are thieves." ”

After sucking the noodles of a chopstick, he waved his hand holding the chopsticks and said, "A thief is a thief, whether it is stealing a few pennies or stealing a priceless treasure, the sin is the same." ”

The woman in colorful clothes did not shy away from lifting the veil, with long willow eyebrows, unwavering eyes, plus a straight nose, slender lips, and a pointed chin. The hand holding the chopsticks is green and white jade, and the mouth is white and white. The thieves who had seen countless beauties in Allure were also dumbfounded, and they didn't speak for a long time with their mouths open.

Seeing that she had been staring at herself, the face of the woman in colorful clothes turned slightly crimson, her voice lowered, and she asked, "Is there something wrong with my face?"

"Mrs. Mrs. Mrs······· Phew, what's going on. He took a deep breath, "Mrs. Mrs., it's beautiful." ”

The woman in colorful clothes couldn't help but cover her mouth again and chuckled, the corners of her eyes were crooked, as pure as a cardamom girl, and she joked again: "If you look good, you look good, look at it, don't look at it, I can't eat." ”

Suddenly, he turned into a white shadow and rushed out of the door, but with a few flicks of his fingers, another white shadow appeared in the original position, and when he saw him, he sighed and said, "It's much better." ”

And the woman in colorful clothes was stunned and surprised, but soon she also shook her head and no longer paid attention to the problem of her presumptuous body. She stared at the delirium, her delirious hair covered the left half of her face, and although the eyes that were exposed were a little shy, she was also good-looking and godly.

The woman in colorful clothes was a little curious, and asked: "I have always heard that Bai Ying's left eye has never been revealed, do you have an eye disease?"

Xiao Yu stopped eating noodles and looked at the woman in colorful clothes, his exposed right eye was instantly bright, and he pretended to be confused, and said, "No, no, no, my eyes are normal." No, someone as handsome as me would not look more mysterious and handsome if he only showed one eye, and his heroic demeanor would be even worse. ”

The woman in colorful clothes put down her chopsticks and held her face with both hands, like a girl looking at the person she liked, with infinite smiles in her eyes on her face, and a little shyness in her voice: "Then you let me take a look, anyway, you have been staring at me for so long." ”

I thought that the beauty would agree to the begging of the delirium, but how did I know that the delirium began to suck and eat noodles again, and refused: "No, I still think that I only show one eye to look better." ”

The woman in colorful clothes pouted, held the chopsticks again, and also picked up the noodles, and said unhappily: "A big man is still so stinky and beautiful." ”

The hour had passed, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Accompanying the woman in colorful clothes in vain, he didn't know where she was going, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, and from time to time he would peek at the piano box behind the woman in colorful clothes. It's such a dilapidated piano case, but there is a world-famous knife hidden in it, and the ghost crying in the three cries.

He had thought that the man who wielded the knife would either be a man with a tiger's eyes and a beard more hideous than the fire rider, or an old woman with white hair and an ugly face in the ravine.

"I've always been curious, the last time I saw you, I said that this knife was indeed from the Peach Blossom Temple······"

The woman in colorful clothes frowned slightly, and asked, "The last time we met, did you mean when you had a hard fight with the two horsemen?"

Xiao Yu also frowned, he suddenly patted his head, and forgot what he had done. Then he touched the back of his head and grinned and smirked: "Don't forget, I'm a thief, the number one thief in the world." Don't tell where you came from, even if you're wearing it today······"

Delirium suddenly covered her mouth with her hands, and peeked at the woman in colorful clothes to see how she reacted. The woman in colorful clothes was not angry, but touched her lips lightly with the index knuckle of her right hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Sure enough, men are lustful." ”

Seeing that the woman in colorful clothes was not angry, her heart was relieved, and she still showed her white teeth and smiled: "It's okay to be lustful, there are always fairies and beautiful women who make you lustful." ”

The woman in colorful clothes frowned slightly, and suddenly asked: "So as long as you look like a fairy, even if you have a heart like a femme fatale, a man will marry home?"

Xiao Yu also frowned and thought for a while, and then replied: "This? I haven't been married, I don't know." ”

Hearing the delusional words, the woman in the colorful clothes looked slightly lonely, and after being quiet for a long time, she asked, "Aren't you a man?" 80

"Yes, of course I am. If I can let go of the rivers and lakes, you are like this, if you are really like a femme fatale, I will marry you and go home. After saying this, the two were silent again, and laughed and said, "Joke, joke, how can I let go of the rivers and lakes, right." ”

The woman in colorful clothes didn't mind the joke of the presumptuous talent, she just shook her head and said, "I don't understand, why all people set foot in the rivers and lakes and think that they are heroes in the world of swords." ”

But he waved his hand and said: "That's the world that people don't understand chivalry, chivalry, words are trustworthy, courtesy and kindness." Help the injustice of the world with a weak body, and say the righteousness of the world with a weak heart. What those people think, they are all right, they are blessings, they have personal friends, and they are just rangers who are strong in the world. ”

Hearing that this unserious thief's bones suddenly became serious, the woman in colorful clothes was also a little uncomfortable, but she still had a smile in her eyes and teased: "Wow, the big thief still knows so much about chivalry, and the little woman admires it." ”

Xiao Yu looked up at the position of the moon and said, "This way, it's late at night, where do you live and send you to the inn accommodation first, I should also leave." It's not good for lonely men and widows to be quiet in the dead of night. ”

The woman in colorful clothes suddenly stopped, looked at her delusional eyes, and finally shook her head, and said, "Then you go back, I don't sleep in the middle of the night." ”

Confused, he asked, "Ahh

The woman in colorful clothes nodded, waved her hand again, and said, "Then you go, I'll go too." ”

With that, she took a leap under her feet and gradually disappeared into the night.

The delusion stood there, always thinking about the face that he couldn't get when he saw it, the face that was so delicate and wonderful, and it was admirable. He sighed and sighed with emotion: "If you can marry a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for? Don't think about it anymore, go back to sleep." ”

Back at the inn, Leng Buyu took a letter to Xiao Yu: "Look at it, this is a letter from the whistle here in Cold Crisp City, about the crying of the famous knife ghost." ”

Hearing the content of the letter, Xiao Yu was quite excited, took the letter, and said while opening it: "Ghost crying?

Leng Buyu was a little puzzled by the abnormal appearance of the delusion, ignored it, his voice was still cold and flat, and said: "The master of the ghost crying mentioned it slightly, you just went out once, why are you so excited when you come back?"

When he heard this, he was suddenly a little confused, and after smirking, he waved his hand and said, "No, I'll take a look first, you wipe your sword." ”

When I opened the letter, it was written: The black knife ghost crying is a demon knife, and when it is cast, the body of the dead is used as firewood, and the blood of the living is used as water. After nine hundred and eighty-one days of reincarnation, the knife became a disaster in the Liang country, and the ghost cried nowhere to be found. In the early years of the Dragon Emperor, the ronin dug a black knife in the swamp pond of the old Liang country. Dedicated to the emperor, the Dragon Emperor thought that the demon knife was ominous, and his life was destroyed. In the twentieth year of the Dragon Emperor, the Dragon Emperor's uncle, the famous craftsman Qingfengzi, recast the demon knife. It is the blood of thirty boys and girls to sacrifice the sword ancestor······

Holding the letter, his hand trembled slightly, he said, "What kind of knife is this, such a disaster for the country and the people." ”

Leng Buyu shook his head and said, "You probably don't know how obsessed that Qingfengzi is with forging swords and swords. The sword in the hand of the Dragon Emperor was also made by him, although the knife was good, but it was still not as good as the famous sword god at that time, so it was a pity. You have to keep watching to have a good show. ”

Ten years of swords, quenched with the blood of fifteen virgins, twenty mothers and infants. When the sword was completed, the imperial city heard a baby's cry, and the world knew the evil deeds of Qingfengzi. The Dragon Emperor split his uncle to comfort the dead, and the demon knife was nowhere to be found.

He looked at the contents of the letter and was silent for a long time, and after a cup of tea, he reached out and poured himself a glass of water, raised the cup and put it to his mouth, but he couldn't drink it into his mouth. Putting down the cup, he said with some resentment: "It's too vicious······"

The cold reaction was still the same, and he said, "Let you look down." ”

The demon knife appeared in the rivers and lakes two hundred years ago, and it was difficult for the famous scholar to defeat the thirty heroes in the world with this knife. As soon as the knife is unsheathed, I hear the baby's crying, which makes people feel like standing in front of the ghost door and crying at night. It was named Ghost Cry, and then a famous craftsman created a famous knife called Night Cry.

Holding the letter in his left hand, he bit the thumb of his right hand in his mouth, and said a little vaguely: "Why don't I remember this person?"

The corners of Leng Buyu's mouth were slightly hooked, he looked at the delirium, and asked, "How many dead people do you know two hundred years ago?"

He sighed, pretending to be sad: "The hero sighs for old age, and what is even more terrifying is that five people know it in a hundred years, which is really sad." ”

"In addition, I will tell you that this book is difficult to read, but a weak scholar is determined to make a name for himself in the examination, and then he has to cry and cry. Maybe there are undead souls in the sword, and it is not necessary to be able to influence the mind of the person holding the knife. ”

Seeing the delusion at this time, Leng Buyu frowned and worried, changed the topic, and asked: "You just went out in a hurry, how did you come back as if you had picked up gold?"

When he heard Leng Bu and suddenly asked like this, he panicked for a moment, grinned and smiled and didn't speak. This time, he frowned coldly, and when he saw that he refused to speak, he simply pulled out the black broken army sword. Xiao Yu gasped, touched the back of his head, sighed, and then was in good spirits, and said, "My Fair Lady, good gentleman." ”