Some people in the town who really couldn't stand the sleepiness began to take off their clothes and shoes and lie on the bed, closing their eyes, but always feeling that the light representing wealth penetrated their thin eyelids.

Being sleepy but unable to sleep is an incomparably complicated and heart-wrenching matter.

After a long time of entanglement between whether to sleep Meimei in the quilt, or to light the lamp and just close your eyes and survive, a bad word came after a long time.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil!" If you blow the lamp and pay it back, can you really cut off your wealth?"

The sound of a rope began to be heard in the room, and then the lights went out, and the snoring soon rang out.

In the past many years, the lights have not been extinguished, and in the coming year, I have not seen any more wealth to come to that half, and occasionally I have not encountered any major disasters when I go to bed early for a few years.

But customs are customs, and there will always be people to keep them. There are always people who regard it as an old custom, and the past is over.

No one cares if a light is turned off in the town, but if the fire in an inn is extinguished, Xu Chang'an's party, including the shopkeeper, is really more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

Everyone's eyes stared directly at the furnace in front of Yan Weichu whose flames were getting smaller and smaller, feeling the front hall that was gradually darkening, and their heartbeats couldn't help but start to get nervous.

At this time, even the most 'discerning' monks did not dare to step forward to fill a piece of firewood, and everyone had to keep praying in their hearts that the plague god would go home for the New Year as soon as possible.

Yan Weichu's face was gloomy, and his hands on the periphery of the fire couldn't help but clench.

"I'll ask again! Which of you is going to get him down?"

Everyone pointed to Xu Chang'an.

Seeing this, Xu Changan's face was bitter, and he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Wait a little longer..."

Yan Wei Chu stood up violently, "Wait for the dawn to be bright! You guys can't wait!"

Actually, we can't wait...

The more you wait, the more tormented it becomes.

However, Xu Changan still had to wait, because Yang Hejiu was not sleeping upstairs.

Although Hua Rong didn't know how far he had traveled, he had also ridden his horse for a day, and Yang Hejiu would get noon tomorrow when he went and came back.

But this is just Xu Changan's algorithm.

The monk's algorithm is even more exaggerated. According to the monk's thoughts, the two of them went to the country of Qi for their honeymoon, and if they could come back alive after the group participated in the entrance test, it was estimated that they would meet the two of the newlywed Yan'er in a certain city in the country of Qi.

Just when everyone gave up waiting for Yang Hejiu to come back and turned to think about how to deal with this stalemate, Yan Weichu spoke again.

Yan Weichu sat down again, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's the same with him or not, I came to let you do one thing." ”

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what your old man asked the little ones to do, you just hurry up and leave.

As for whether to do it or not... That has to wait for Yang Hejiu to come back and then refuse.

"Please, please. The monk didn't think about it, and hurriedly spoke.

......

Yan Weichu blinked his old eyes, as if he was considering whether he could believe the words of these rabbit cubs without Yang Hejiu's promise.

"There's a girl, you should have seen it. ”

"Huarong!" everyone replied in unison.

As early as when they met Huarong, they were thinking about how a weak-looking woman could escape hundreds of miles from Yingdu City, and thought that in the end, everyone was surprisingly unanimous, that is, there must be nobles to help.

On the day of the Chinese New Year, Yan Weichu was still staying here, and now it seems that the noble person is very likely to be him.

Yan Weichu nodded, "There are some things that I can't do, but you can." ”

Everyone became more and more curious about what this Yan Weichu had to do with that big Si Nong, although they knew that what he said should be dangerous, but this did not prevent them from asking what was going on in their curiosity, as for whether to do it or not was another matter.

Looking at everyone's unusually expectant eyes, the man always felt a little unreliable, and said in a deep voice: "Manly man, if you agree, you must do it!"

A monk, a teenager, and two young girls.

The shopkeeper's face was confused, and he stretched out a finger and subconsciously pointed at himself, obviously thinking that Yan Weichu's words were said by himself.

Xu Changan hugged the black sword tightly and said timidly: "Why should we help you?"

Yan Weichu shook his head, "It's not helping me, it's helping you survive on your own." ”

Being threatened like this, some people will endure it, and some people won't. Lin Yingxiu frowned slightly, clenched the spear and stood up and said coldly.

"Dare to ask Lord Yan, will the 150,000 soldiers of Western Chu have an end in front of the southern army of our town!"

"The whole army was wiped out, and there was no end. ”

"Dare to ask Lord Yan, can the powerhouse of the Nine-Foot Tianhe Realm be invincible in my Dachang Dynasty!"

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, and it cannot be invincible. ”

"Dare to ask Lord Yan, the millions of people of the Chu State may live in peace in the face of my anger!"

"Blood flowed and there was no way to live in peace. ”

There is no end, you can't be invincible, you can't live in peace.

Such words were frankly admitted from the mouth of the first swordsman of the Chu State, which shows that these words are no longer just questions that can be questioned, but facts, and facts cannot be questioned.

Lin Ying stared at his eyes, frowned and gradually relaxed, these three or two simple sentences of dialogue revealed a simpler answer.

"You don't dare to kill us. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he began to laugh, and the laughter was ugly and ugly, like the newly changed red lantern at the door, dyed by the wind and snow, and quickly melted by the flames inside, and covered with folds.

"I already admitted it when we first met, I don't dare to kill you. But I don't know if this kind of thing can be trusted, and now I still say the same thing, for the sake of the 150,000 soldiers of Western Chu, for the millions of people of Chu State, for the sake of the old man's life and for your own sake, you had better not believe it. ”

It's still the same threat.

It is indeed a threat, but it is very useful, when a former number one swordsman of the Chu State loses even the sword and name in his hand, then everything that may be restrained by him may no longer be restrained.

He is willing to talk to his people because he has the Chu State behind him, but no one knows how binding the national situation and the security of the Chu State are to him.

Most people are reluctant to gamble their lives easily, but Lin Ying doesn't belong to most of them, and neither does Yan Weichu.

Lin Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyebrows disturbed the cold wind outside the window.

"If our identity does not involve the Chu State, you have a ninety percent chance of doing it. ”

Yan Weichu's fingers twisted lightly, and the sound of the sword drowned out the sound of the sword.

"Ten percent. ”

Lin Ying looked at him, the warning and danger in his eyes were swept away, and he threw the silver gun in his hand on the floor of the front hall.

"When you meet for the first time, you should have a 50% chance of doing it. ”

Yan Weichu looked at her, and his eyes, which had been sunken and godless since he was in middle age, suddenly began to brighten.

"Less than forty percent. ”

Lin Ying looked at him and took out a sharp knife hidden in his waist that was ready to deal with trouble when he couldn't carry a spear.

"Now that someone is staring at you, the odds have narrowed to 20%. ”

Yan Weichu looked at her, a smile began to appear on the corner of his mouth, and his old eyes became brighter and brighter.

"It's only one percent. ”

Lin Ying still looked at him, holding the sheath in his left hand, pulling out a sharp knife with his right hand, and throwing it forward at will.

"Mr. Nine is not upstairs and will not be back anytime soon. ”

Yan Weichu was still looking at her, and slowly stood up from the stove, full of interest.

"I know, it's still a percentage. ”

Lin Ying no longer looked at him, staring at the stove where the fire had become faint, and there was disdain in his eyes.

"It's only one percent. ”

Yan Weichu still looked at her, his right hand lightly rested on the handle of the Pu knife, and his eyes began to have a playful meaning.

"So, you're going to bet?"

Lin Ying retracted his gaze, stomped on the ground with his right foot, and the dagger thrown on the floor rose into the air, and his right hand swung forward at will.

"I'm only betting 20%. ”

The dagger stabbed at him.

Yan Weichu nodded, leaned forward with his left hand, easily took the knife, and drew a blood mark on his right palm. With a slight flick of his fingers, the dagger returned, and he looked down at the blood stains on his hands with a slight satisfaction.

"Now there are three. ”

The dagger stabbed into the wall, and a strand of hair slipped down his shoulder. Lin Ying did not move, and his emotions did not panic at all.

"Bet!"

The cold wind outside the window suddenly rose, and the fire in the house gradually subsided.

The group was frightened, and the two of them were in a hurry.

Jiang Ming was still sitting in place, looking at Lin Ying who was looking at Yan Weichu and couldn't help but start admiring, it was really commendable that such a girl could have such courage, even Lin Ying, who could have stayed out of the matter, how could she be embarrassed to be afraid again?

But the other three obviously didn't think so, and they didn't understand more and more whether this was too bold or a brain pump?

Coax him away with a good voice first, and then make a decision when Yang Hejiu comes back?

And people haven't said what they want to do yet, you can get a few percent when you come up, at least you have to listen to it first!

Yicheng you are still unwilling to gamble you have to anger him to give the entire sancheng xu changan is more and more sure that there is something wrong with what place this girl designates.

The monk and the shopkeeper hugged each other and trembled, regardless of whether the shopkeeper believed in Buddhism or not, but the two of them now believe in the same thing, and they kept muttering 'Amitabha'. ’

As early as when she fought against Xu Chang'an in the southern realm, when she didn't know what the two of them were in their hearts, and there was no chance to refer to them, she could choose without hesitation when there was a great cultivator of the Upper Three Realms standing behind her, in order to fight with the strong.

She was not without self-knowledge, she knew that she couldn't catch Yang Hejiu's sword, and she also knew that she couldn't catch Yan Weichu's knife.

When the first swordsman of the Chu State switched to a sword, no one would think that he was a waste if he couldn't hold a sword, and the knife was still sharp.

Psychological warfare is also combat, and in many cases it is far more dangerous than white-knuckle warfare.

When she met Yan Weichu for the first time, she didn't bet, it was because Yang Hejiu was standing in front of her, she didn't have a chance, and Yan Weichu wouldn't cross Yang Hejiu to gamble with her junior.

But now that Yang Hejiu is not here, whether she is unwilling to be at the mercy of others or wants to fight with Yan Weichu, she is willing to gamble with the number one swordsman of the Chu State.

And she has to gamble a little bit, in her opinion, Yicheng is really too unreasonable.

Now Sancheng, she gladly accepts!