XIV. Riots

As soon as you enter Izumoso, there is a large square. When Lin Zexuan walked into Izumo Village, there were already many people gathered in the village, and those people were all in groups of three or five, gathered in a pile, greeting each other with smiling faces, as if they were all old friends who had known each other for many years. Only Lin Zexuan stood alone in the crowd, and he didn't know anyone.

As Lin Zexuan was looking around aimlessly, a clear voice interrupted his thoughts. "Qin Wenchuan, the eldest disciple of the Xiahuashan Sect, seeing that his brother's bearing is extraordinary, he must be a son of a famous family, I don't know if you can tell me the name?" A tall, thin and elegant young man took several of his junior brothers and sisters and arched his hands, and said to Lin Zexuan.

"Ah, junior brother Lin Zexuan, from Liaodong. Lin Zexuan bowed to Qin Wenchuan very politely.

"Oh, brother outside the gate. Qin Wenchuan thought in his mind, there didn't seem to be any famous sect gangs outside the gate, the polite expression on his face was gone, and he looked at Lin Zexuan very arrogantly: "This martial arts conference is either a famous senior in the rivers and lakes or an outstanding young talent in various famous factions, but not everyone can come to eat and drink." “

Lin Zexuan was a little angry by Qin Wenchuan's superior appearance, but he didn't quarrel with him head-on, but just deliberately said: "Brother Qin is right, but the younger brother hasn't eaten a full meal for many days, I heard that to participate in this martial arts meeting, Izumo Village has enough food, and I can't help but be tempted, so I can only come and see." “

Qin Wenchuan looked at Lin Zexuan with a smile on his face, and didn't seem to care at all about what he had just mocked, so he said, "Hmph." With a bang, he flicked his sleeves and left, looking for the next person to make friends with.

"The people here are very powerful, if you want to participate in the competition, you will suffer a big loss, you will suffer from the injuries and the disabled, you better go, I have saved some silver, enough for you to eat for only a few days." A petite, very cute little girl held a few broken shadows and said to Lin Zexuan with a sympathetic expression.

"Zimo, don't talk to strangers casually, come here. Qin Wenchuan squinted and made a stern voice.

"Eh, here we are. The little girl had no choice but to throw the silver into Lin Zexuan's arms and ran to her senior brother.

"Eh, this girl" Lin Zexuan didn't have time to excuse herself, and the girl named Zimo ran away.

"Hurry up, or you'll get hurt. A voice that sounded very pleasant to Lin Zexuan came over.

"This girl is so cute. Lin Zexuan smiled helplessly, thinking to himself.

Not long after, the owner of Izumoso appeared on a temporary tournament platform in the center of the square, causing a wave of excitement among the crowd.

The owner of Izumoso, Kou Laoqiang, is a pot-bellied and shrewd man, and few people dare to look at him, as if he will see through it at a glance.

Kou Laoqiang saw that there were so many people in the audience, and his face was full of smiles. He said loudly to everyone: "Thank you heroes for coming to participate in the martial arts conference held by Kou someone. There is no other purpose for holding the martial arts conference this time, just because our northern martial arts have not been ranked in the past 20 years, and we take this opportunity to let the newcomers of the martial arts show their heads, and the seniors of the martial arts will discuss the high and low. The day after tomorrow, the martial arts meeting officially began, and the friends who came to rest in the village first, recuperate, and show their skills the day after tomorrow. “

"Okay, thank you for your hospitality. The audience thanked Kou Lao forcefully.

"Hehehe, everyone eats and drinks well in the village, please forgive me if there is any inconsiderate hospitality. Kou Laoqiang squinted and said happily.

Lin Zexuan quickly received a wooden plaque that read "Group C, Baishan, Lin Zexuan." Because Lin Zexuan claimed to others that he was from Baishan in Liaodong, others had never heard of him, thinking that he was a little-known small sect, so he was classified into Group C, which was the worst in strength. Of course, the treatment of this group C is also the worst, and the other people in group A and group B are big fish and big meat, and they live in a single room. Only Group C has only one meat dish in the food, and the residence is also a Odori shop, which is the treatment of the Izumo Zhuangding. Of course, Lin Zexuan doesn't care, it's enough to eat enough, just sleep on the ground.

Originally, Kou Laoqiang only planned to invite the famous families in the north to participate in this martial arts meeting, but it was Izumo Zhuang's eldest lady Kou Xinyin who insisted on keeping Group C, because she believed that the masters did not necessarily come from those famous factions, and the people who entered Group C should be some unambitious and down-and-out martial artists, and it could be regarded as a good deed for them to have some good food.

Lin Zexuan had never slept in so many people's rooms, and the snoring sound in the room was like thunder, which gave him a headache. No, Lin Zexuan had no choice but to get up and go out, wanting to breathe outside.

The fresh air outside the house made him feel a lot more comfortable. Just as he was enjoying the rare cleanliness of the night, a commotion broke out not far away. Lin Zexuan hurriedly rushed to the commotion crowd to see what was going on.

"The assassin is on the roof, chase after him. A crowd flew to the roof.

It turned out that he had been assassinated, Lin Zexuan thought.

"Why haven't you left yet, isn't it dangerous not to say it?" It was the girl named Zimo who spoke during the day.

"It turned out to be you, girl, I was curious and came to take a look, what's wrong?" Lin Zexuan said to Zimo salute.

"It seems that someone is going to assassinate the owner of Kou Zhuang, it is said that he is still a haunted master, you go back to the room quickly, the sword has no eyes. Zimo said with concern.

Khan, do I look so weak? Lin Zexuan was speechless for a while.

"Thank you for the girl's relationship, dare to ask what the girl is called?" Lin Zexuan asked Zimo softly.

"I am a disciple of Huashan, Xie Zimo. Zimo arched towards Lin Ze.

"Well, in Xia Lin Zexuan, then I'll go back first, and Miss Zimo should also pay attention to safety. Lin Zexuan couldn't help but look at Xie Zimo's face and said.

"Well, okay. You get in the house, it's too dangerous. Xie Zimo smiled sweetly.

Kou Xinyin, who lived in the innermost part of the villa, also heard the sound of the commotion outside, and also got up from the bed, put on a thin veil and opened the window, and looked out. As soon as she opened the window, she saw a dark shadow flickering in front of her window. It seemed that the dark shadow didn't expect a window to open suddenly, and looked back at Kou Xinyin. This person was dressed in black for the first trial, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, and it was the assassin who planned to assassinate Kou Laoqiang.

The two looked at each other in the moonlight for several seconds. The Assassin hurriedly turned sideways, spun around, and flew towards Kou Xinyin's window.

Kou Xinyin was stupefied by the assassin and allowed the assassin to fly into the window and pick her up. At this time, it was just a gauze dress draped over Kou Xinyin, who was wearing a belly pocket and obscene pants, and the yarn was half-untied, revealing a pair of fragrant shoulders and a smooth white and tender back.

The assassin sucked in the scent of Kou Xinyin and said, "You're so beautiful. “

Then he looked at Kou Xinyin's pair of jade feet. Just now, Kou Xinyin hurriedly pushed open the window to see what was happening outside, a pair of shoes were not put on, and only one shoe was hurriedly stepped on with his left foot. "It's so cold on the ground, how can you be barefoot, you will freeze. The Assassin continued.

At the same time, he carried Kou Xinyin to the bed, held her left foot with one hand, took off the pink silk embroidered shoes, carefully examined Kou Xinyin's left foot like white jade, and then gently covered her with the quilt. Running out of the window with the shoe, he gently dropped, "Goodbye." “

Kou Xinyin lay on the bed and froze, if it weren't for the fact that she was indeed missing a shoe, she couldn't believe that the scene just now was real. Kou Xinyin's first reaction was to shout for someone. But when I thought about it, this disheveled man, hugged by a big man, didn't I want to be innocent anymore?Thinking about it, I quickly took out a new pair of shoes and stuffed the remaining shoe into the innermost layer of the cabinet.

All night, Kou Xinyin's heart couldn't be calm. It seems that the Assassin had robbed her of not only one of her embroidered shoes, but also one of her hearts.