There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 120

Because the fight of the quacks broke a wall of the Xiaohun Inn, so in the short term, the Xiaohun Inn will no longer be able to open for business.

After all, looking at that shattered brick wall always brings up unpleasant thoughts.

Also, repairing a brick wall is expensive.

When everything calmed down a bit, there were only Shang Jiuge and He Ping in He Ping's room.

"Sorry, I don't have any money." Shang Jiuge stood straight in front of He Ping, wearing Xue Ling's old blue clothes, because Shang Jiuge really couldn't wear the clothes he went out with.

After all, it has been washed too many times, and then hit it again.

Miserable.

"But I will try my best to compensate." Shang Jiuge said.

"How do you plan to compensate?" He Ping asked calmly, looking at Shang Jiuge's black eyes.

"That." Shang Jiuge tilted his head and thought for a while: "Let's ask first, how much compensation do we need?"

"50 taels of silver." He Ping said, "By the way, Ningxia has already paid out the compensation."

"Is that woman called Ningxia?" Shang Jiuge asked back, "Why did they kill me?"

"There are not so many reasons in this world." He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge and said coldly. "But you have to pay for the damage you caused."

"Then as long as I can find 50 taels of silver." Shang Jiuge nodded and said, no longer entangled in the issue of Ningxia.

"Yes." He Ping smiled: "I think it's easy for you."

"I don't know, because I never make money." Shang Jiuge said: "I don't need to spend money most of the time."

"Until you earn enough 50 taels of silver, this sword will stay with me temporarily." He Ping pointed to the Fei Ye Sword on the table.

In fact, the price of this sword is more than 50 taels. In the hands of a suitable swordsman, 5000 taels may not be enough.

But this is indeed the most expensive thing on Shang Jiuge.

"Okay." Shang Jiuge nodded and agreed: "Give me three days, no, ten days, and I will collect enough 50 taels to redeem the sword."

"Then it's a deal." He Ping smiled.

Shang Jiuge turned around and was about to leave. He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge's back and said, "Wait a minute."

Shang Jiuge stopped: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course." He Ping turned around, opened the cabinet in her room, took out a gray backpack and two white clothes, and put them on the table.

Shang Jiuge turned his head and looked at the things in front of him: "I have no money."

"You took the sword as a mortgage." He Ping said slowly, "This is something I have used before, and I think you will find it useful."

In Shang Jiuge's dictionary, there is probably no such word as polite.

So she stepped forward and looked at the two white clothes first, and found that the texture was very flexible, and it was wide with many pockets and buckles, which meant it could hold a lot of things, while the gray backpack looked a bit ugly, But the space inside is very large, there are many compartments, you can put all kinds of items you need.

Shang Jiuge frowned: "What did you do before?"

He Ping looked at Shang Jiuge: "Assassin."

If Fang Bie is here, the next move must be to see if there is a hood on the white clothes, and then say what an assassin is called without a hood.

But luckily Shang Jiuge is not Fang Bie.

She nodded: "Mind if I try it on here?"

After He Ping shook his head, Shang Jiuge calmly took off his clothes in front of He Ping, revealing his snow-white almost transparent skin.

Shang Jiuge is a martial arts practitioner, and has practiced swords since childhood, so he is tall and slender, with soft and toned muscles, which can be said to be well-proportioned and slim.

He Ping quietly watched Shang Jiuge take off her clothes without any shyness in front of her, and then put on the white clothes she had prepared for her. Just as He Ping thought, the two were of similar stature, so He Ping Shang Jiuge's old clothes fit him very well, and it was almost impossible to tell that they were other people's old clothes.

"Okay." Shang Jiuge said the word quietly, then moved his body and changed his words: "Very good."

She looked at He Ping and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"Didn't you bring any clothes when you went out?" He Ping asked.

"Forgot." Shang Jiuge said quietly: "It's the first time I went out, but I don't have any experience. I thought I wouldn't die of hunger anyway, so I came down."

"Yes." He Ping nodded: "Also, you are sick."

Usually, if someone says someone else is sick, he may be beaten.

But Shang Jiuge nodded: "It's in the womb."

Saying this, Shang Jiuge turned around and walked out of the house.

"I can cure it." He Ping continued, looking at Shang Jiuge's back.

"No need." Shang Jiuge shook his head and said, then walked out the door with his backpack on his back. "Give me ten days, and I'll make enough 50 taels of silver to compensate you."

……

……

After Shang Jiuge left completely, He Ping sat on a chair, and the secret door on the wall was opened, and Fang Bie pushed the door open to enter.

"I think you saw something interesting?" He Ping said.

"Why do you want A." Fang Bie shook his head and said, "Besides, ribs are nothing to look at, and I didn't even look at them."

"I always feel a little duplicity." He Ping said lightly: "Actually, I kind of want to keep her."

"She is Shang Jiuge." Fang Bie said, "This is not Tongfu Inn, you are not Tong Xiangyu, and she is not Guo Furong."

Don't look at He Ping and said seriously.

"Also, if Hei Wu really attacked you before, what would you do?" Fang Bie asked quietly.

"Although I don't quite understand what you mean, I seem to understand a little more." He Ping smiled and said, "Hei Wu dare not do anything, and he is also afraid of death. If he does, I can kill him."

"What about you?" Fang Bie asked coldly. "Even if you can kill Hei Wu, how long can you live?"

He Ping looked at Fang Bie and smiled: "At least I can watch you marry a wife?"

Fang Bie was silent for a moment: "I know that Shang Jiuge has the same disease as you, and you want to help her, but I don't want to do such a thing that I can't protect myself."

"You know, she is Shang Jiuge."

Fang Bie said twice that she was Shang Jiuge.

Even without saying it a third time, this sentence is really important.

He Ping sighed, "Farewell."

"En." Fang Bie nodded.

"Actually, from the first time I saw you, I felt that you are really mature."

He Ping looked at Fang Bie and said, "Up to now, I still feel that you are very mature, far beyond your age."

"Aren't you still immature, Sister Ping?" Fang Bie smiled and said, "I am a person who is very afraid of death."

"I'm afraid of my own death, and I'm also very afraid of Sister Ping's death."

"Although I know that Sister Ping is a very powerful person, I am not that useless."

"But death is a very unreasonable thing."

"When a person dies, he dies."

"It has nothing to do with martial arts level, age, male or female, good or bad."

He Ping looked at Fang Bie and sighed: "Well, even for your sake, I will try my best to live on."

(End of this chapter)