Alternative Jianghu Adventures

"Ah, it's raining again."

Early in the morning, Xia Yun finished washing and busily arranged the tables and chairs, finally got everything ready before opening the store, and then unlocked the wooden lock of the door, pushed the door, and the pattering raindrops outside flowed along. The wind, with the slightest bit of catkins floating directly into her eyes.

"I'll go, Shiliu, hurry up, help hand over the handkerchief." Xia Yun blinked and shouted at Shiliu.

"It's the rainy season, there's nothing I can do about it." Shopkeeper Guo came down from the stairs, saw Shiliu quickly took out a square clean white handkerchief from his pocket, and said with a smile,

"I think you deliberately picked Shiliu to be your little maid. You have only been here for three days, and you are protecting her. I think Shiliu almost gave you food."

Xia Yun and Shiliu have been officially on duty for three days. During the three days, Xia Yun's waiter has done impressively - after all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and his legs and feet are much more agile than ordinary waiters. I won't "Zun Zun" go down to a small inn to do chores.

Therefore, Xia Yun's performance has become the best among all the employees.

Xia Yun chuckled, took Sixteen's handkerchief, and there was a woman's unique body fragrance from it. Xia Yun then deeply felt that it was too rough for a girl to not even have a handkerchief to wipe her face, and it was rare to be thick-skinned one red.

"Thank you... the shopkeeper, you can pull it down, you have made my little sixteen do less work! It's not because my little sixteen is capable, cut it, you are still laughing at fifty steps."

After letting go of his vigilance, Xia Yun gave Shiliu a name of "little". Apart from intimacy, he also formally included him in his "protection scope".

"You must be poor." Shopkeeper Guo shook his head, and the words turned around, "I see that you are dressed like this today, what do you want to do?"

Three days ago, Xia Yun took people to the Ganpao hall of Yuelai Inn. Of course, dark red bunts were not acceptable, so he changed into a coarse linen jacket with black and white stripes.

But today Xia Yun is wearing a black undershirt under the sackcloth. The sharp-eyed shopkeeper Guo has never seen anything, so he can naturally guess that it is a black night suit. I'm afraid I'm going to be restless again.

Xia Yun chuckled, "Anyway, I'm still in Shenyuan Pavilion for my main job. The 100 taels will be paid, which is much better than running errands with you."

Shopkeeper Guo immediately reacted, frowning slightly, "Who are you going to kill again?"

"The Wang family that has disturbed the Dragon King Temple area recently." Xia Yun is not afraid that Mrs. Guo will know, "In the past three days, I have heard some news from the guests who are playing, and I have bought all the equipment, and it is almost time to make a move. gone."

"You..." Shopkeeper Guo hadn't said the word "be careful", when he saw the old Zhou Tou, who came to the inn every day to tell stories, was holding a dilapidated oil-paper umbrella from a distance in the rain, holding the umbrella in his hand. A folding fan with a ghostly handle came leisurely.

"This nonsense old Zhou is here again?!" Xia Yun's eyes widened.

"The traitor Lu Kun can become a loyal minister in his mouth. No one in the Jianghu knows that Lu Kun is fucking trying to usurp the throne, and sent someone to seize the throne and force the palace to kill that stupid old emperor——

Anyway, neither of them is a good bird, but it's too obvious to step on each other!

And the story about the jade broken sword shadow, I think it is probably made up, right? "

"Keep your voice down, but it's just for me to eat, you really have no taboos about being a storyteller," the shopkeeper Guo lowered his voice, seeing that Lao Zhou was about to enter the door, with a smile on his face, "Let the court know that he is such a People blatantly slander Lu Xiang, even if he has ten heads, he is not enough to kill..."

Aunt Guo raised her voice suddenly when she said this, "Yo, old Zhou got up early enough... Xia Yun! What are you still doing here? Although I gave you a day off today, didn't I still let you go?" Did you go to the rouge shop to get the rouge and bring it back? There is still Shiliu, look at Xia Yun, lest she run to the back to steal wine and drink before going!"

Xia Yun secretly winked at Mrs. Guo to express her gratitude. Knowing that she couldn't get used to Old Zhou Tou, she sent her away immediately, out of sight and out of mind, took Shiliu's hand and took the oil-paper umbrella by the door, and fled. Also rushed out the door.

With the sound of rain outside, a thin layer of water mist condensed in the air, wrapped in the early morning grass fragrance, which shocked people.

Xia Yun, who was a head taller than Yue'er, naturally took on the heavy responsibility of holding the umbrella. It took another quarter of an hour after he took the makeup powder bought randomly by shopkeeper Guo from the rouge shop.

At this time, the small vendors outside—especially the small vendors who started to sell breakfast—had been supported one after another.

Xia Yun's heart skipped a beat, he had a bad idea, and in the next moment, Shiliu had already brought him to a booth. Shiliu pointed at the wontons just wrapped, and stared at Xia Yun with his pretty eyes.

"..."

"No." Xia Yun felt helpless.

joke!Finally saved enough money just enough to buy a pot of daughter red!She doesn't want to waste money on this kind of wonton that is short of weight!

Sixteen continued to stare.

"...No." Xia Yun pretended to be calm.

"Ahhh, I'm so annoying!" Xia Yun finally couldn't hold back anymore, pressed a few copper coins in front of the small vendor with a livid face, and threatened with murderous intent, "If you dare to put less meat on me, I won't slaughter it you!"

An hour later.

Shiliu held an osmanthus cake in his left hand, and roasted cold noodles in his right, followed by Xia Yun, who was drinking mulled wine—of course he couldn’t drink Nurhong, but the shop’s own rice wine, which was plenty and enough.

"Hey!" A domineering voice came out from the alley, with a bit of a lewd smile, "This early in the morning, the two little girls... but where are you going? Why don't you be happy with my brother and us ?”

Alley, no one, perfect place to kill people.

The scene seemed familiar.

*** (Time and space are interlaced, the dividing line of the sixteenth month of the month)

"You, who are you!" Little Xia Yun frowned, she had already drawn the long sword out of its scabbard with her right hand, looked at the two strong men who suddenly came out, and subconsciously protected Yue'er behind her.

Since bringing Yue'er out secretly last time, it's like opening a prison.

Xia Yun can't wait to be taken out of the high courtyard wall by Yue'er's begging every day, Xia Yun never refuses anyone, anyway, every time he goes to Yue'er's house to take a little silver and distribute it to the poor people in the capital, and the rest is Just follow Yue'er and keep paying.

Anyway, it's several times more than what she earned from stealing rich people on the street before.

This day, Xia Yun was usually taken by Yue'er all over the city looking for food, and the two of them walked around to a small dark alley. Seeing the two strong men popping out suddenly, they were really shocked.

——Looks like a new face, no one in the city dares to provoke the "hooligan tyrant".

However, there are more and more refugees recently, and Xia Yun talked about these two people in large numbers, and the focus in his mind became more and more biased.

She heard from her master that it was not peaceful recently, but she did not expect that such a large number of refugees had poured into the capital at the foot of the emperor in recent days.

The world is unfair.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over your money!" The two men sternly shouted, thinking that the two little girls were easy to bully, they suddenly became angry, and Xia Yun interrupted before they could say the last part of the sentence, "Bah!Bully me, Xia Yun!You deserve it too! "

"Xia Yun..." Yue'er hid behind and pulled Xia Yun's clothes quietly, and asked in a low voice, "You...you dare to kill people...? "

"I haven't killed..." Xia Yun replied in a low voice. The eight-year-old pretended to be calm and swallowed his saliva, "But, but the master said that learning martial arts is for self-protection. It is also inevitable.”

The whispers of the two fell into the ears of the men, and the two men laughed, "I'd like to see whether your sword is for cutting clay figures or real people!"

As he spoke, he rushed towards Xia Yun from left to right.

Cold sweat dripped down Xia Yun's back, he swung the long sword in his right hand, and slipped his foot, he slid two or three feet forward!

She took a deep breath, shouted loudly, and with a move of "meteor chasing the moon", the long sword in her hand slid around the neck of the man on the left like a dragon, and immediately the man's blood flowed three feet, and he died!

The slippery blood flowed down the blade to Xia Yun's palm, making her feel that the hilt of the sword was sticky immediately. From the corner of her eyes, she caught another man intending to rush towards Yue'er. "Feiyan Going Back to Nest" turned around, took advantage of the opportunity to thrust a barb, and the tip of the sword pierced straight towards the man's heart!

Yue'er screamed, then seemed to lose her voice, and was speechless for a while.

Xia Yun was also dumbfounded.

She was beaten half to death by her master every now and then, and she always felt that she was not good at learning, so she only wore a sword to brag on weekdays, and she really didn't have a chance to test her strength.

Even if the master occasionally pinches his long white beard and praises, "Your aptitude is considered outstanding among the younger generation. It can be said that there will be no rivals in the past few decades." No less.

What's more, the two men were just ordinary people with strong bodies and didn't know any kung fu, so they were naturally killed by Xia Yun like cutting tofu.

Xia Yun was a little dazed, the sword in his hand weighed a thousand catties as if it had captured a person's soul, but then he remembered the teaching of his master that "the sword lives on and the sword dies", and he didn't dare to let go.

After being stunned for a moment, he pulled the sword out of the man's body and returned it to the scabbard.

Looking at that ugly face and feeling that he had done nothing wrong, Xia Yun looked into Yue'er's eyes and asked tentatively, "Yue'er... he, they are all bad guys, I, I shouldn't have done anything wrong, right? ?”

Yue'er finally found her voice, still in shock, "I don't know...but, the master said, in troubled times, it's all right to do justice for the heavens, to eradicate violence and bring peace to the good, to kill people and steal goods, as long as you have a clear conscience."

"...What do you mean?" The illiterate Xia Yun scratched his head in confusion.

"Probably, it means that I did nothing wrong." Yue'er hesitated.

A child who is only eight years old can't understand the righteousness of an adult's family and country. It's just because the master said so, so he remembered it like this. Who would expect a "lady who doesn't leave the door and doesn't step out of the door" to understand the meaning of "troubled times" What about the meaning?

Xia Yun made a muffled sound, and the guilt that was like silk in her heart dissipated in an instant. She wanted to laugh like usual, but she always felt that she couldn't laugh, and finally gave up.

"Why don't you go back today? I have blood on my body, so I have to change clothes." Xia Yun asked.

Yue'er shook her head violently, "I don't want it, I'm the only one at home, and there's nothing fun to do."

"Then why don't I take you to my house?" Xia Yun thought for a while, completely forgetting what happened just now, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, with a natural smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself ,

"That's right! I'll take you to my house! Those puppies must be introduced to you! They're all well, we can play together in the future!"

"...You son of a bitch?" Yue'er is still not used to the vulgar words that come out of Xia Yun's mouth from time to time.

"...It's the little buddy who played with her naked buttocks!" Xia Yun chuckled.

Yue'er's face turned red immediately, "You, can't you speak more politely? You are not allowed to use such words when speaking in the future."

"Cheng Chengcheng," Xia Yunman said nonchalantly, "You are the eldest lady! If you have money, you are the uncle! I listen to you!"

"You said it!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say, I won't say..."

***

When Xia Yun drew out the sword with his left hand, he was in a daze. He didn't pay attention, and let someone cut his right shoulder with a dagger—fortunately, it wasn't her dominant hand.

She suddenly came back to her senses, realized that she was still fighting, and subconsciously made a move of "Meteor Chasing the Moon", like history repeating itself, the man fell to the ground.

After two or three strokes to finish off the remaining people, Xia Yun looked back at Shiliu and smiled nonchalantly, "Are you okay?"

"You, you're injured." Sixteen pointed to Xia Yun's bleeding right shoulder, his face full of panic.

"It's okay." Xia Yun casually poured the wine from the jug onto the wound, which was considered clean. The pain from the alcohol's penetration into the flesh made her grin her teeth, but her tone was still brisk, "It's just a small wound..."

"But, you, aren't you afraid?" Shiliu was frightened by Xia Yun's indifferent appearance, and glanced at the passerby who died in a miserable state, and immediately couldn't bear to look directly away.

Realizing that Shiliu hadn't accepted the dead couple, Xia Yun said seriously, "Sixteen, don't you think that now it's really a world where one doesn't offend me and I don't offend others?"

"I……"

"What do you think Jianghu is? Walking on the road anytime, anywhere, someone may stab you without asking why, maybe it's because of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in your hand."

Xia Yun pointed to the unfinished sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Shiliu's hand, and there was a three-point reminder in his smiling eyes, "It's fine if I didn't take the initiative to go out to kill people. If you don't kill the idiot who sent someone, he will kill him." You, why should I be afraid?"

She walked up to Shiliu two or three times, held the sword in her left hand, and touched the tip of the sword to Shiliu's neck, and said with a smile,

"Look! It's that simple! If you want to go out of the world, you have to face this situation at any time - do you know why I only let you practice basic skills after peeling corn and not ask you to move? Because you haven't go this way.

On the road of rivers and lakes, killing someone is the only way to get started. "

Shiliu was too frightened to speak.

"Tonight you will come into the Wang's house with me, the head of the Wang's family, and you will kill." Xia Yun shook his left hand, retracted the sword, and said with a smile, revealing two small canine teeth.

The author has something to say: In this article, there will often be plots of reality and memories...*** means that time and space have been transformed, and * is the normal transition scene of the current time period...because when I write, my mind is full of The sense of picture like a TV series, sometimes there will even be a picture of recalling reality overlapping... I haven't found a suitable way of writing to express this. everyone forgive me

Finally, the caring little angel may have noticed that Xia Yun now uses a left-handed sword, while when she was a child... she used a right-handed sword...