A fresh breeze blew, the morning sun had just climbed out of the clouds to show half of its face, the silent mountain forest was silent, and a few small birds were jumping in the woods.

The smell of cooked food wafted from the small hut at the bottom of the mountain. The hut was rudimentary, with no beds or tables, only a fire pit. There was an iron shelf on the fire pit, and food was being grilled.

Xiaoyaozi walked out of the hut.

Xiong Wei looked at the freshly roasted goat and sweet potato, ran over, and didn't care whether it was hot or not, grabbed it directly, wrapped it in clothes, and put out the fire.

Xiong Wei ran to the door with the food, and Xiaoyaozi had already walked to the river, and there was a raft in the river.

Xiong Wei hurriedly ran out, shouting as he ran, "Master, wait for me!"

Xiaoyaozi took Xiong Wei to board the raft, untie the rope, and prop the raft up to the middle of the river, allowing it to go down the river. He stood at the front of the raft, and Xiong Wei stood behind Xiaoyaozi, looking at the rolling mountains on both sides.

"Master, where are we going?" asked Xiong Wei with a blank expression, having been on his way for a few days.

Xiaoyaozi did not answer him immediately, and said after a long time: "Jianghu." ”

"Master, what are the rivers and lakes?"

"Jianghu is a place where once you go in, it's hard to come out again. ”

"Why is it so hard to get out once you're in, what's inside?"

"There are women, there is good wine and meat, there is money and fame, and there are killings, traps, and conspiracies......"

"What else?"

"You've got a lot of questions! When you get ashore, let's get off the boat. ”

A bright moon hung in the deep night sky, and Xiaoyaozi took Xiong Wei to a small city and found an inn to spend the night.

Xiaoyaozi stood in the courtyard of the inn, looking at the night sky without stars.

The wind was blowing, Xiong Wei looked at Xiaoyaozi in the wind, he felt that the master had always looked weird these days. Xiong Wei thought: Master, there must be something?

"Master, what's wrong with you today?" asked Xiong Wei stupidly.

"Let me tell you a story. ”

Xiaoyaozi looked back at Xiong Wei and began to tell a story, a cliché and tragic tale of revenge.

A beautiful widow with an eight-year-old son was forcibly taken into custody by the city's tyrants who took her in love with her beauty, and threatened her with the murder of her son, and was finally taken over by the tyrants in the city.

The widow endured the humiliation for her son, and never thought that Haoqiang would send her to the county order in order to please the county order, and when she understood that these people would not return her son, she tried to kill the county order but failed, and the county order sent her to death row, and she was tortured to death by the prisoners again and again.

"Master, is this woman you?"

"No, I was entrusted with avenging her. ”

"This little town where we are staying now is where the poor woman died?"

"Exactly. ”

"I see......"

Tears filled Xiong's eyes, but he didn't understand anything. "Master, what about that child's later story?"

"I don't know. ”

"What about the prefectural order?"

"You have a lot of questions!"

The moon hid into the endless darkness of the night, and a gloomy wind blew, adding a bit of desolation, gloom and unease to the county.

In the deserted street, two dark shadows flashed quickly, the black shadows stood under a wall, and the two looked at each other.

These two black shadows are Xiaoyaozi and Xiong Wei.

Xiaoyaozi pointed at himself, and then pointed at Xiong Wei, jumped and jumped onto the wall, and Xiong Wei jumped up with his master. Xiaoyaozi jumped from the wall to the ground with Xiong Wei, and quietly lurked for a while before walking gently forward.

Xiaoyaozi took Xiong Wei around and around, and finally came to a house and stopped. He glanced at Xiong Wei, pointed to the room, and motioned for Xiong Wei to enter. He put his hand on his neck and made another murderous gesture.

Xiaoyaozi jumped up vigorously, flipped forward, and lay on the roof. He gently lifted the roof tiles and looked inside.

Xiong Wei gently opened the door with a knife and pushed the door in.

Xiaoyaozi saw Xiong Wei raise a sword in his hand, and heard a miserable scream. The movements were so neat and tidy, Xiaoyaozi nodded with satisfaction.

After a while, Xiong Wei walked out with a bloody sword, and it seemed that Xiong Wei had completed the task given by Xiaoyaozi.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Master sitting on the eaves in front of him, waiting.

Xiaoyaozi saw Xiong Wei come out, turned around and quickly jumped and walked on the tiles. When Xiong Wei saw the master leaving, he jumped up and left.

The night was silent, as if nothing had happened. Yue'er burrowed out of the clouds again.

Xiong Wei walked behind Xiaoyaozi, and when he saw Xiaoyaozi's shadow in the moonlight, he thought: I am a killer now. Am I a master? He wanted to ask Master.

Xiong Wei quickened his pace and kept up with Xiaoyaozi. "Master, am I a master now?"

Master?

In Xiaoyaozi's heart, among the killers, the real master judging criterion is by no means to invite a bunch of martial arts masters to build a ring, and the two players take the stage to fight and then go head-to-head...... It's who can kill whom.

There are no rules, no restrictions, no morals, as long as I can kill you, I am a killer who is higher than you.

So the danger of the killer is not only the danger of completing the assassination mission, but also the fact that other killers on the leaderboard may list you as an assassination target, because he has to kill you to make him rank higher.

The higher the ranking, the higher the cost of killing!

But the most terrible killer is the killer who is not ranked on the killer list at all.

Xiong Wei is such a killer now.

"You have a lot of questions. Xiaoyaozi didn't reply to Xiong Wei's words, he didn't know how to tell Xiong Wei, and used the sentence "You have a lot of problems" to send Xiong Wei away.

In the summer of this year, it was exactly two years since Xiong Wei apprenticed to the killer Xiaoyaozi to practice swords. In the past two years, Xiong Wei has only practiced one move.

A sword stabbed into the sun.

He never stopped sleeping, never stopped, and practiced this sword day and night. In two years, he stabbed 1.2 million swords.

He didn't fight anyone.

The master also did not impart any experience in combat and assassination.

Master once said, "When you repeat an action for a certain number of times, you will have a mysterious feeling with the action, the sword, and the target you are trying to stab."

Xiong Wei feels this way now.

He felt like he could kill anyone with a single sword.

He even felt that even Master Xiaoyaozi didn't have time to draw his sword under his sword.

Master's sword may be as fast as his own.

But my sword shall not be drawn.

Thinking of this, Xiong Wei couldn't help but smile slightly, and said in a low voice, "Master, you said that your sword is fast, or mine." ”

Xiaoyaozi ignored him and continued to walk.

Xiong Wei muttered to himself while following behind Xiaoyaozi: "Master's sword is to be drawn, Xiong Wei's sword will be faster than Master's sword by a few seconds." ”

Just when Xiong Wei was intoxicated with himself, Xiaoyaozi had already gone far away. Xiong Wei looked at Xiaoyaozi who was walking lightly, and felt that it was still the master's sword fast. Although you don't have to draw your own sword.

Xiong Wei saw that Xiaoyaozi was walking away, and he quickened his pace to catch up.

"Master, I killed the county order for you, and the person who entrusted you to kill him, shouldn't you also thank me? ”

"It's you who thank me later. Xiaoyaozi said coldly this time.

Xiong Wei didn't understand another meaning of Xiaoyaozi's words. Some said to themselves, "Of course I have to thank you, you are my master, you have changed my destiny." He taught me so much swordsmanship. ”

Xiaoyaozi looked at the sky, it was not yet dawn.

"Don't talk, hurry up!"

"Drive, drive, drive!" A man in an official uniform rode his horse quickly, followed by a group of officers and soldiers. Run to the place where Xiong Wei had just killed someone.

Xiong Wei couldn't help but ask again: "Master, who do you guess they are and what are they going to do?"

Xiaoyaozi ignored Xiong Wei's words, and replied thoughtlessly: "Let's go back to the inn first." ”

"We don't go out of town?"

"You have a lot of questions!"

Xiaoyaozi shook his head, turned around and jumped off the eaves, and the two came to the back door of the inn and climbed over the wall to return to the inn.

As soon as the city gate was opened, a group of officers and soldiers came and wrote at the city gate a criminal who had assassinated the county order last night.

Notice: The gates were closed for three days.

Many people were noisy at the city gates.

All day, Xiong Wei didn't go out, and the master didn't let him go out.

He stood in the attic of the inn and watched.

Xiong Wei returned to the guest room, and Xiaoyaozi slept on the bed to rest. Although Xiong Wei had a belly, he didn't dare to disturb Xiaoyaozi's sleep. He sat in front of the bed, holding Feifei and watching, with some dry blood stains on the hilt of his sword.

The sword was inlaid with gems, and Xiong Wei wiped the blood with his hands. Yesterday, I was in a hurry and didn't have time to polish my sword.

Xiong Wei rubbed his sword while thinking about the story that Master told.

Why did Master tell this story to himself? Xiong Wei couldn't figure it out.

A beautiful widow with an eight-year-old son, how could Master know and come to this small town?

Xiong Wei remembered that he had asked, "Master, is this woman who you are?"

"No, I was entrusted with avenging her. At that time, Master said so.

"I don't want to, anyway, I helped Master kill that county order. Xiong Wei thought about it again, and clearly heard the master say, "You will thank me in the future."

The more Xiong thought about it, the more confused he became, did I help Master kill the county commander? Or should I thank Master for letting me kill the county commander? Why did I kill the county commander? What does that cliché and tragic revenge story have to do with me?

Xiong Wei was just thinking: How could Master know this story? A killer should know who he was going to kill? He was sure that Master was a killer, at least once a killer.

"You have a lot of questions!"

Xiong Wei learned from Xiaoyaozi and said.

I'm a killer now, too.

Xiong Wei didn't know that a killer had already stepped into the rivers and lakes.

I'm still a master.

Although the master did not answer, Xiong Wei still thought that he was already a master.

A master is not necessarily a killer, a killer must be a master. Otherwise, he will not become a killer, but will be killed by others.

Killers and masters will attract more killers in the rivers and lakes, which Xiong Wei doesn't know yet.

Xiong Wei is just entering the rivers and lakes this time.

What are rivers and lakes?

Xiong Wei doesn't know yet, and Xiong Wei doesn't know that people are in the rivers and lakes, and he can't help himself.

He sat at the head of the bed thinking about things he couldn't figure out.

Xiaoyaozi didn't fall asleep, he was also thinking: Jianghu, there is no way for him to get out. Now he has dragged Qi'er in, not only by himself.

In fact, no matter who it is, they are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves.

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