[Sword Three] In the days when I was forced to become Wanhua

The next morning, as soon as Su Qian opened the door, she saw the smiling tiger lying on the stone slab in front of his door with a miserable face. He had finished practicing a set of boxing exercises, and he found gauze on his head from nowhere and wrapped it up neatly. It's neat, and you can tell at a glance that the technique is sophisticated and neat.Seeing Su Qian coming out to greet him, he said, "Sir, you're up."

Su Qian nodded. He was coming out of the room, and he was tying his own hair as he came out.Su Qian's long hair, which was usually left to scatter, was now tied into a bunch with a rope, hanging obediently behind her head.There is also a sword hanging from his waist, without a scabbard, the sword body is bright, with a blue shimmer, it looks like it is hanging on his waist casually.This sword is Yuan Weizhixuan, and it is daytime, the sword body features are not very obvious, if you don't look carefully, you can't see anything - even if you can see it, it's nothing.Smiling Tiger saw that Su Qian was still wearing a sword and tying her hair!I thought to myself, could it be that I didn't cut it last night, so I have to use all my strength to continue cutting it today?Thinking of the long sword in the yard with only a hilt left, I felt my scalp go numb, and I jumped more than a foot to the side with one step, and my eyes were aggrieved.He shouted: "Sir, you..."

"Morning exercise." Su Qian was struggling with the hair rope. Hearing this, she glanced at him, touched the hair rope that was finally tied tightly, and walked to the open space in the courtyard to start morning exercises.This is the bad thing in ancient times. Without rubber bands, God knows that no matter what kind of hair ropes and hair bands made of silk and cotton threads, they will not work well.With a smile on her face, Su Qian is using the most widely circulated swordsmanship in Jianghu, even if it is a hammer or a whip, she can perform two moves.Su Qianxi has Zixia Kungfu and Taixu Sword Intent, even the most common three-talented swordsmanship, he can also practice a little bit of the true meaning of Taoism.After a few gestures, the smiling tiger also looked itchy, looked left and right, ran over and pulled out the sword that Su Qian threw on the ground yesterday, and came back to greet Su Qian.

Smiling Tiger also used the Sancai swordsmanship, the moves of the two overlapped bit by bit, and in the end they were almost the same, as if they had crossed paths.Smiling Tiger's face became more and more unsightly. After practicing a set of swordsmanship, Smiling Tiger touched the gauze on his head, and asked with some embarrassment: "I don't know which senior brother is in front of him, so I offended you."

Su Qian could also see that the sword skills of the two were in the end the three-talent swordsmanship that had not been passed on to the outside world, and only the disciples of Chunyang could get in touch with it.Su Qian didn't count his seniority with him, if he did, he would have to go to the five Chunyang sons, but he is not a serious disciple, he has never even worshiped a serious mountain, so it would be useless to talk about it, so he folded his sword and cupped his hands and said: "So He is a high-ranking disciple of Chunyang, and he is polite under Wanhua's sect."

After only one sentence, both of them fell into an eerie silence.The cook poked his head out from the door and asked: "Sir, are you eating at home today or outside? ... And Sir, can I come out?"

"Naturally." Su Qian thought for a while and said, "For home use, prepare more meat and vegetables."

"Success! The cook is still warming barley porridge, please remember to use some." The cook agreed repeatedly, and hurriedly packed up his things and went out to the morning market to buy vegetables.

Smiling Tiger waited for the cook to leave before slowly saying: "Brother, they won't stay for dinner."

"Then pack it." Su Qian crossed his sword across his chest again, with sharp brows and arrogant eyes, he said, "Again?"

"Come!" Smiling Tiger probably hadn't fought against his fellow disciples for a long time, so he readily agreed, raised his sword, and the two of them created an aura at the same time.

"—Swallow the sun and the moon!" The smiley tiger's heart was revealed, and what was there to hide? For a while, the small courtyard was full of sword energy, and the aura was rampant. At the end, Su Qian broke the long sword in the smiley tiger's hand with a single sword. The smiling tiger jumped high like the one whose tail was stepped on: "I'll go, this sword is so good, why did it just break like this!"

"My God!!! Mr. Su, you should not be too cruel! This is your sword! This sword is very, very good. It is the first time in my life that I have seen such a good sword—"

Su Qian stood with her sword in her hand, took a piece of handkerchief in one hand to fetch water from the pool beside her, and slowly wiped it from the bottom of Yuan Weizhixuan to the top. I don't feel bad."

When the two of them were drinking a bowl of porridge in the yard, the cook and the black-faced man happened to arrive together. They walked inside with a whimper, and within a few steps, they saw their own third child with a pity-faced face. The big man first looked at the gauze on the smiling tiger's head, then said in a slow tone, "What the hell are you doing, old man?"

"Boss, I didn't do anything wrong..."

"Did you cut the sword marks in Mr. Su's yard by himself?"

Su Qian sat at the table and was drinking porridge. Hearing this, she raised her head and smiled slightly, "Exactly."

The black-faced man asked, "Is the third son alright?"

Su Qian glanced at the smiling tiger, and he clasped his palms secretly and bowed to Su Qian. He saw it and said, "It's okay, the third master is a very lucky person, and it's not so easy for the king of hell to take his life away." .”

After the black-faced man heard this, a relieved expression appeared on his expressionless face, "The third son's mother entrusted me to take care of the third son before he died. If something happened to the third son, I would really feel bad about it." Damn, tell me...thank you, Mr. Su."

"So, the third master is...?"

The black-faced man nodded and said, "It's the dog."

Su Qian was delighted to hear this, what's the situation with this smiling tiger, the father doesn't know that his son's internal energy is not so easy to hang up?The smiling tiger is still yelling at the boss one by one?

The smiling tiger pulled his face and shouted: "Boss, why did you expose me? It was agreed at the beginning. You talk about my mother with my mother, and I talk about our own with you. How can you say it again?" I am your son! Do you think your son is crazy?"

Diao Shaoyan laughed at him from the side: "That's the boss's generosity, let your son of a bitch jump around all day without calling daddy."

The smiling tiger looked at Diao Shaoyan pretending to be indifferent, and said in a decisive tone: "If you hadn't carried me to see Mr. Su yesterday, you would have died long ago."

Diao Shaoyan chuckled: "Come on, hit your sixth uncle!"

Although the black-faced man was still expressionless, Su Qian could feel the horrific expression on his face—maybe he was expressionless because he was too bad at expressing himself.

The black-faced burly man said: "Mister makes me laugh."

……

In the afternoon, the round and friendly boss of Wuxian Fang took five Wuxian balls from his own chopping board, put them on a plate, and sneaked into the house.When he entered the room, there were five tablets side by side, in order: Uncle Liu's immortal throne, Mrs. Huang's immortal throne, Fourth Grandpa Bai's immortal throne, Mrs. Hu's sixth grandma's immortal throne, Fifth Master Chang's immortal throne .

After the boss entered, he enshrined the dish in his hand in front of the spirit tablet, respectfully lit three sticks of incense, and muttered: "Bless you all, I hope that the business of Wuxianfang will be better and better... the better it is... ..."

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It was night, Su Qian heard the knock on the door again, so she went out to answer the door.

Thanks to this group of guards, his reputation may have spread in the past few days. Everyone in Yangzhou City knows that there is such a Mr. Baiyao who lives in the south of the city. After dark, some people who are not convenient to show up often come to him for treatment. two.Today outside was a man in black, wearing a bamboo hat, his face was completely covered by black veil, when he heard Su Qian standing in the door, he knocked on the door again and said: " Long Yu Shoal, please extend your hand a little bit."

Su Qian opened the door and saw that the man was still wearing a mask inside the bamboo hat, so she knew that things were not so simple.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a merciless request. I also ask my husband to save... my wife." The man in black said.

Su Qian nodded, showing no sign of resistance—very few doctors are willing to treat women. One is that men and women must guard against it, and the other is that women have always been treated by doctors, and men are often inconvenient. According to the old concept, women are so filthy, many doctors and doctors are unwilling to treat women. Thinking about it, I know that coming to seek medical treatment in the middle of the night is probably not a common disease.

Seeing that Su Qian was so talkative, the man in black lowered his head slightly and said, "Thank you sir, why don't you come with me then?"

"Wait a minute." Su Qian said, "I'll go back to my room to get some things."

"No, I have ... offended everywhere." The wife of the man in black was afraid that she was really sick, and she couldn't wait any longer, so she grabbed Su Qian's waistband and jumped up with light kung fu. Take him galloping in the dark night.

Su Qian came out to answer the door only wearing a coat, nothing else, even Yuan Weizhixuan was thrown at home, and she forgot to resist when she was lifted up suddenly.But having said that, it was the first time for him to be carried away in mid-air - the rain ink sculptures in the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers are not counted, those idiot sculptures can only run away with people - he also felt a little strange, so he didn't move.

The man in black is very good at lightness kung fu, even if he brought a person to fly over the wall, it wouldn't be too difficult. Su Qian originally wanted to let him go by himself, but the man in black was so good at light kung fu, Su Qian simply didn't say anything , pretending to be a melon... no, a weak doctor.

Not long after, the two of them arrived in the north of the city. Although the curfew had already passed, they could still hear singing, dancing, and playing in the houses on both sides.The north of the city was very chaotic, and most of the kilns, brothels, and prostitutes in Yangzhou City gathered here to do business.At this moment, there is no one on the road here, but there are bright red lanterns on both sides, and the sound of prostitution is endless.

The man in black took him to the back door of a small house, which looked like an ordinary house, but there was a pale pink lantern hanging at the back door, which was a unique sign of prostitutes.Most of the houses in this alley hang such a pink lantern at the back door. The man in black finally put Su Qian down at the door, and opened the door without changing his expression.

After entering, Su Qian praised secretly, there was nothing to be seen from the outside of the house, but as soon as one entered the door, one could find that the house was probably carefully crafted, the patterns on the bricks and the grids on the corridors were quite Suzhou. Garden smell.

The man in black led Su Qian all the way to the main house, surrounded by servants. Seeing that it was the man in black who was leading Su Qian, they all saluted and went about doing their own things as usual. It can be seen that the man in black often Come on, the servants who come here often know the man in black.

When they arrived at the main house, Su Qian smelled a faint smell of blood.The man in black opened the innermost door and said softly: "Please come in, sir. The medicinal materials and utensils are all ready, sir, please use it as you like."

Su Qian nodded, the furnishings in the inner room are very simple, just like the bedroom of an ordinary boudoir girl, but the bed curtain is a set of big red embroidered curtains with mandarin ducks playing in the water, which is a bit strangely thick.He opened the curtain and saw a thick smell of blood rushing towards his face.

The whole bed seemed to be soaked in blood. Su Qian thought that the person on the bed would be a famous courtesan with excellent sex skills, but she didn't expect it to be a woman in fine clothes.She was wearing a black tights, wrapping her graceful body at a glance. The two peaks were tall and straight, and her appearance was beautiful, but Su Qian didn't have much time to appreciate it, because the wound on the woman's abdomen was too scary.

The clothes on the woman's abdomen have been torn apart. The originally snow-white and flat abdomen has almost been dug open at this time. Exposed organs can be seen.

"It's really tricky..." Su Qian murmured.