Volume 1 Jianghu Chapter 2 Gentleman's Revenge Ten years is not too late
"Boy, looking at you so embarrassed, it doesn't seem that this trip to get the money is so smooth. β
When the young man, who had a lot of blood stained on his body, staggered back to the tavern called Trouble with a long knife, it was already the third watch, the moonlight was extremely bright, and Sima Yun was leaning on the railing of the tavern diagonally and throwing peanuts into his own mouth, and there was a pot of wine next to him.
After taking out the ten taels of silver with blood in his arms and throwing them on the table, Zhang Mingyue carried one or two for herself.
"You already knew that I killed someone, and that guy wouldn't let me go so easily, would he?"
Zhang Mingyue's face was extremely ugly, recalling the battle just now, he still had palpitations, and Wang Mang was surrounded by two masters, which almost made him unable to get out, and fought hard to fight for the price of half a life, and at the same time gave Wang Mang a knife, counting, this time the work was enough to kill five people, five lives, and the original reward of five taels of silver was added by Zhang Mingyue to himself.
It was you, the king, who were reckless and untrustworthy.
"Well, don't say that, how do I know that guy is such a person, besides, I'm only responsible for introducing you to work, as for whether you want to take it or whether you can complete it is your own business, I don't care. β
Sima Yun turned over and got off the railing, wiped the nine taels of silver with the clothes on his body before putting them in his arms, and took a big sip of wine, he ignored the three or five knife wounds on the young man's body, and asked with a wink.
"How's it going, boy, isn't it exciting to eavesdrop on other people's movements in the corner when they were children? β
Zhang Mingyue's head was full of black lines, if it weren't for the fact that he had long been accustomed to the impropriety and all kinds of evils of this guy in front of him, he would probably have slashed out immediately.
"Don't say it, run for your life, if I kill Wang Mang, the people of the government will chase after me immediately, I don't have the courage to kill officers and soldiers, besides, even if I really dare to kill now, I may not have the ability." β
Zhang Mingyue pointed to a deep wound on his shoulder.
Sima Yun took out a bottle of unknown medicinal powder and applied it for him, and quipped.
"Causing such a wound, at least it is also the sixth grade of martial arts, if it weren't for the fact that the person who used the knife was afraid that your little life would have to be confessed, this Wang Mang wanted to find a replacement for the dead ghost, but he didn't expect to put himself in it in the end. β
Sima Yun shook his head.
"But it's not like I said that you kid, his Wang family has a big business, why don't you get more silver taels? It's good to pay off your debts at one time, and you will live this kind of life of licking blood from the knife edge in the future." β
Zhang Mingyue's cold eight words made Sima Yun relatively speechless.
"I'm a killer, not a thief. β
After being speechless, depressed, and white eyes, and making all kinds of expressions, Sima Yun let out a long sigh.
"Alas, it's only been less than a year since I came to Nancheng, and I have to pack up my things and run for my life. I haven't made enough money in this tavern......"
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Zhang Mingyue vaguely remembered that when Sima Yun brought him back from the desert three years ago, he was twelve years old that year, and he should have been learning the Four Books and Five Classics in the academy at the age of various knowledge, but he followed Sima Yun to make such a life licking blood from the knife edge, and never used a knife to become a martial arts six-grade guy, Sima Yun had asked him countless times why everyone was dying and still holding a knife, Zhang Mingyue couldn't say, he couldn't remember everything before the age of twelve, let alone why he was lying in the desert, he only remembered that he was twelve years old that year, and only remembered that he repeated the three words Zhang Mingyue countless times in his mindγ
And engraved three words on the body of the knife, which can be regarded as a reminder, if this Mingyue is himself, then if he meets the old man, he may be able to think of something after recognizing it, if it is an enemy, it doesn't matter, he can also pick up a line from the enemy, so he will always figure out his life experience.
In the past three years, from the farthest desert in the Northern Wei Dynasty to the southern city in the south, the two have walked through dozens of counties and counties in the south, and still haven't been able to find a real place to live, either natural disasters or man-made disasters, Zhang Mingyue is also happy to live all over the world, but he owes Sima Yun life-saving money but it seems that he can't pay it back, and every time he takes over the work, the remuneration will be discounted by Sima Yun in various names, for example, when he left Nancheng this time, Sima Yun, who had a black belly, was stunned and deducted five taels from nine taels of silver as the funds for escaping from Nancheng this time, that is to say, these five lives were exchanged for four taels of silverγ
After packing up to make sure nothing was left behind, the two took advantage of the cover of night to leave the city and head straight east. It is taken from the eastern sunrise, which represents the meaning of new life.
"I really don't know when this kind of life will be the end. β
After stuning the soldiers defending the city and snatching two fast horses, the two of them were not in a hurry, and walked slowly on the official road.
They were not worried that the officers and soldiers would catch up, in fact, the main task of the officers and soldiers of a county at such a time was to suppress the rebellion of the people in the city caused by famine.
"What, boy, you're tired of living like this after only three years?"
Sima Yun asked with a smile, the east was already white, and it seemed to be a sunny day.
"It's not boring, it's just a little lost and can't figure out what to do in the future. β
Zhang Mingyue brushed the wound on her shoulder, and said softly after feeling a little more comfortable.
"Before I met you, I had a fairly stable job, not very good, at least not to wander around, at that time I had a friend who came to me for a drink at this time of year, but then we lost contact, and he told me that some people are born destined to do what they should do in this life, like you. β
Sima Yun brushed the hair across his forehead to the back, and he glanced at the long knife behind Zhang Mingyue.
"Do you think I was born to kill people?"
Zhang Mingyue faintly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
"Haha, I didn't say, okay, it's better to get down to business first. β
"Serious business?"
Just when Zhang Mingyue was thinking about what Sima Yun was talking about, the two horses that walked to the col suddenly neighed, and they refused to take half a step forward.
"There's a murderous aura. β
Zhang Mingyue instinctively used his uninjured left hand to draw the long knife behind him.
"Interesting, interesting, it's actually a left-handed knife boy. β
The morning sun had just shone on the col, and a long figure pulled out from the corner in front of him, and then a man wearing a black power suit holding a three-foot three green blades came out, and the man had only one ear, and the other ear seemed to have been cut off by a sharp weapon, leaving only a sharp trace.
"I won't ask who sent you here, after all, we must abide by the rules of this business, I will ask you who you want to kill me, or this kid?"
Sima Yun asked curiously.
"My target is a kid with a knife, his knife is engraved with the word Zhang Mingyue, as for you, if you don't want to get angry, get out of here, otherwise my sword is not guaranteed to kill you. β
The man in black just glanced at Sima Yun lightly, and then turned his attention to Zhang Mingyue.
"At a young age, the sixth grade of martial arts, but it's a pity, today is your death. β
"Haha, since the words are all said, then I will be relieved. β
Sima Yun laughed, patted the horse's buttocks, and left, leaving only one sentence.
"Stinky boy, don't say that Lao Tzu is not righteous, this guy with a sword has reached the fifth grade of martial arts, and you don't have a chance to kill him, just remember one sentence......"
"A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late......"
Just as he was waiting for Sima Yun to say something good to come out, Zhang Mingyue almost fell off his horse.
This is a fucking plan to let me run for my life.
Zhang Mingyue secretly scolded the old fox, every time he encountered danger, Sima Yun would first leave him alone and flee, every time his own reaction was always half a beat slower, this seemed to have become a tacit understanding between the two, after successfully escaping, they would always meet again in the agreed place, and this has been repeated for three years.
Where did Zhang Mingyue dare to hesitate, turned the horse's head long knife and slapped it on the white horse's buttocks.
"Let's go. β
The white horse flew out like a sharp sword.
"Hmph, I want to run, can I run?"
The man in black who was missing an ear snorted coldly, the three-foot Qingfeng came out of the sheath, condensed the internal force in his hand, and the long sword roared straight towards the fast horse, and the figure followed closely, not much slower than the horse.
Zhang Mingyue secretly said that it was not good, slapped the horse's back with one hand, and the whole person jumped in the air, and the flying long sword chased the white horse with a sharp sword aura, and the white horse neighed miserably, and his body was split in half from the butt to the horse's head.
Zhang Mingyue had nowhere to borrow strength in the air, so he had to look at the Qing Feng who turned his sword head and came straight towards him, his face turned pale.
"Who the hell said that this is a five-grade master, internal force turns qi, and uses qi to resist the sword, this is clearly already a four-grade martial arts, old fox, this time I admit it, and I can't run away. β
Zhang Mingyue closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the flying sword controlled by the man in black to pierce his chest.
However, the expected pain did not appear, Zhang Mingyue fell heavily to the ground, and the Qingfeng had returned to the man in black at this time, and a woman in green clothes appeared opposite the man in black for no reason, because her back was to Zhang Mingyue, Zhang Mingyue couldn't see her true face clearly, but from behind, the woman was in a green silk shawl, holding a sword in her right hand, which was quite stylish.
Zhang Mingyue, who rubbed her buttocks, reminded loudly.
"Girl, be careful, this guy is a four-grade master, if you need my help, please feel free to tell me. β
"I really need you to do me a favor. β
The woman turned her head and said lightly, the moment she turned around, Zhang Mingyue couldn't help but be stunned, her back was a peerless beauty, her face was a hibiscus out of the water, willow eyebrows, small lips, a tall nose bridge, and a little powder, anyone who saw it would say that she was a real beauty.
Zhang Mingyue was stunned for a moment and came to her senses.
Now is a life-threatening moment, no jokes, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she has to have a life to appreciate it, right?
He said loudly.
"What does the girl need me to do? β
"I need you to go farther, I'm afraid my sword qi will hurt you. β