Cannon fodder "attack" development system

The general leader of Shengjiao's branch in Yucheng, Huzhou, is surnamed Xu. He has a slightly fat body and is quite friendly. He always smiles and looks naive. merchant.Everyone called him Mr. Xu, and when Qiao Wangshu came here, he followed everyone to call him Mr. Xu.

Recently, Qiao Wangshu found that when he was walking around in the city, there was always a person behind him. That person followed him secretly. He was so sneaky that he was not a good person. He originally wanted to kill him directly and secretly. , when he took the knife to the man's neck, he found that it was the young man who met the gangster when he entered the city that day, so Qiao Wangshu, who had even cut the man's neck with a knife at the time, thought about it and didn't do it again. Get on with it.

It wasn't for any other reason that he didn't do anything, it was just that Qiao Wangshu simply thought it would be troublesome to kill this person.He clearly remembered that when he entered the city that day, the ruffian who molested him looked frightened when he saw this person. The identity of this person should not be simple. If he killed this person, things might become very troublesome .

He is not afraid of killing, he is just afraid of trouble.

Qiao Wangshu is very afraid of trouble, especially the trouble that needs to be dealt with after a random murder.Because random killings are unplanned, Tongtong will leave a lot of traces, if someone comes to him because of this, it will make people feel very annoying.

He didn't have much expression on his face, the knife in his hand was pressed against Young Master Du's neck, it had already scratched Du Xiaogong's skin, and blood dripped down along the blade.

Qiao Wangshu's eyes stayed on the other person's face, and he looked at the other person quietly for a moment. The knife was still not put away, and his tone was flat: "It's you. I recognize you. What are you doing with me?"

The young man in brocade clothes was speechless, Qiao Wangshu turned around and put away the knife with a cold expression: "Master Du, don't follow me anymore. Swords have no eyes, next time maybe I can't control the strength in my hand, and you will die .”

After returning home, Qiao Wangshu described the process of the matter to Mr. Xu in very simple sentences, and then asked: "Will it be troublesome to kill this person?"

Mr. Xu choked, and under the light of the candlestick on one side, the "little girl" had an indifferent expression, obviously the tone of gossip, but the content was completely opposite. Asking about the murder was like saying "do I want to eat this mung bean porridge again?" Just add a spoonful of sugar to it" general attitude, because the attitude is too cold, so it makes people's teeth sour than those murderous reactions.

It's not that he sympathizes with Mr. Du, Mr. Xu just sighed with emotion. It should be Mr. Pianpian saving the beauty, but now it's as if he took the wrong script. It's not right.

While cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks, Manager Xu said to Qiao Wangshu: "I still can't kill him. The father of Mr. Du is the leader of the current martial arts alliance. If he moves, he will have a grudge. The focus of the teaching has always been the Qiao family. In vain It is very bad for the church to be criticized unnecessarily by making grievances."

After hearing this, Qiao Wangshu nodded, expressing that he knew it. However, the development of the matter did not stop because Qiao Wangshu didn't provoke the precious son of the martial arts leader's family.

The young man surnamed Du found out Qiao Wangshu's foothold in the city, and he actually came to him during the whole day.

At the beginning, I only dared to walk back and forth a few times, and then I gave umbrellas when it rained, bought food, flowers, and jewelry, and squatted at the door of the shop every day.

Qiao Wangshu's mission in Huzhou this time has nothing to do with fighting and killing.The branch of the Holy Church in Yucheng, Huzhou is mainly engaged in business. Of course, there are occasional killing tasks, but there are no such tasks in the near future. If there are any other tasks recently, they are at most given to them. The disciples of the Holy Cult who went to Yucheng, provided accommodation and food, and then took a cover or something.It was also because of this that Qiao Wangshu had to help Mr. Xu in the store, and whenever he was in the store, he could meet Young Master Du.

Young Master Du came over every day, but he didn't dare to come up and talk to Qiao Wangshu. He just asked someone to bring things in. He stood at the door by himself. When Qiao Wangshu took the box and looked back, he was shy. Smile shyly.

In fact, Qiao Wangshu lost all the things that Young Master Du sent over every day in private. He never touches things of unknown origin. , he didn't want to talk about it, so he had no choice but to ignore it as much as possible.

It was spring at this time, and there was a lot of rain in spring. During the whole summer, Yucheng seemed to be soaked in water repeatedly.

The spring rain was pouring, there were few customers in the store, and when there was nothing to do, Qiao Wangshu stood under the eaves and looked at the sky.This is a habit that I don't know when to develop.Rootless water falls from the sky, seemingly endless.Sometimes there would be one more person by his side, Young Master Du, and the two of them just stayed under the eaves without talking.

The rain in mid-April was particularly heavy, and the stagnant water that fell on the ground caused splashes, and the air was so full of moisture that even people's clothes were soaked.Qiao Wangshu was standing under the eaves, and Young Master Du was squatting. The accumulated water splashed on the hem of Young Master Du's clothes, his hair was also wet, and his whole body was soaked as if he had fallen into water.

At that time, the two of them were silently under the eaves amidst the rustling of the rain. When the spring thunder sounded, a puppy limped over from around the corner. It was known that something had stuck its leg. The puppy Woooo yelling, drenched all over and hid under the eaves where the two were, squatting right next to Young Master Du.

The rain was so heavy that the puppy barked twice and then began to shake its hair. Young Master Du was inevitably thrown with dirty water all over his face and body. He wiped his face and turned his head. The dog shrank silently under his sight, took a step back, looked at him with wet eyes, and barked "Woo", looking very pitiful.

Du Xiaogong looked at this rather humane puppy, a little dazed.

With the sound of the rain, Qiao Wangshu looked sideways at the people and dogs squatting beside him. They were all equally dirty, wet, and pitiful. He wanted to laugh, and he did. It was a smile, and this smile happened to be captured by Young Master Du.

Young Master Du has been wandering around Qiao Wangshu for so many days, but he has never seen him smile, but now that he suddenly sees him, he is just dumbfounded, with an exaggeration of a tingling sensation like electricity passing through half of his body, As soon as his mind became hot, what he was thinking in his heart came out directly: "Miss Wuyou, you look so pretty when you smile."

The smile on Qiao Wangshu's face faded when he heard the words, Young Master Du suddenly came back to his senses, realized what he had just said, stood up at a loss, and explained: "No, Miss Wuyou, I didn't mean that, I ..."

In the spring rain, Qiao Wangshu looked back at the color of the sky covered by the rain, and his voice was a little cold: "I know." He said, "Mr. Du, there are still some things that need to be dealt with urgently in the store, so I will go in to deal with the affairs first. Excuse me." .”

The wooden door behind him was gently pushed open, and then closed again.

"No, worry-free girl..."

The closed wooden door blocked sight and unfinished words.

The heavy rain never stopped, leaving behind the dirty little stray dog ​​and Mr. Du who only hated himself for talking too fast, looking at each other from both sides.Young Master Du was heartbroken with remorse, and felt that it was over, "Miss Wuyou" must think he was a very frivolous person, he almost wanted to burst into tears.

Qiao Wangshu stayed in Yucheng, Huzhou from March until the New Year at the end of the year.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, he received a gift from Song Guan from Shengjiao, and when he opened it, it turned out to be exactly what he had imagined, it was a small dragon carved from jade, and it was fat and lifelike.

Every year during the Chinese New Year, Song Guan would give him a jade carving of small animals, starting from the little mouse of the Chinese zodiac to this year's little dragon.

Qiao Wangshu still remembered that on the New Year's Eve when he first entered the Holy Church, Song Guan wanted to give him something but was unprepared, so he asked him what gift he wanted with some embarrassment.At that time, he was looking at the singing stage set up temporarily in front of the gate of the Holy Church, on which singing and dancing were held, and Song Guan was sitting next to him. Another world away.

At that time, he thought of his mother for no reason. His mother always used jade materials to carve all kinds of trinkets for him, so he told Song Guan about the small animals he wanted to carve. Sure enough, Song Guan presented him with a jade carved animal every year as promised.

He thought of this and closed his eyes, no longer thinking about those things in the past.

During the Chinese New Year in Yucheng this year, the whole city was full of jubilation. Mr. Xu took out his privately stored wine and invited everyone to drink together. This is true for other guys, but when it comes to Qiao Wangshu , only gave a small glass, because she felt that Qiao Wangshu was a "girl", she seemed to have never drank alcohol in ordinary times, and she had such an indifferent image, so she didn't dare to make mistakes, and only gave a small glass of meaning.

This was the first time Qiao Wangshu drank. The sound of firecrackers in the yard kept ringing, and the slightly pungent spirit entered his throat. He was unprepared for the first sip, and swallowed it too quickly, so that he choked.When the wine entered his stomach, his body seemed to be on fire, burning hot, and Qiao Wangshu's cheeks were stained red.

He thought he liked the taste.

After the excitement of the New Year, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Before returning to the room, Qiao Wangshu asked Mr. Xu for an extra jug of wine.There was no moon this night, and he was in his back room, sitting with his legs bent on the edge of the window sills half a person's height, holding a jug.

The sky outside was as dark as splashed ink, with only a few stars that made people feel pitiful. The cold wind did not feel cold on the body. Qiao Wangshu drank the wine without taking a sip. The stars in the sky were faint, and it was always quiet He drank and suddenly laughed.

Qiao Wangshu smiled and leaned his face on his lap. A shadow curled up on the window sill of Guye, and the wine jug fell to the ground without warning. The fragrance of spirits in the room fell, and the laughter stopped. There was no sound for a long time.

After a long, long time, Qiao Wangshu stretched his hand into his bosom, and there was a brocade pouch next to his heart. He took out the brocade pouch, and found out the little dragon with jade carving inside, and then he put the little dragon like this Hold it in your hand.

Such a small little dragon can be held with one hand. Qiao Wangshu held it too hard, his knuckles turned white, his fingernails were embedded in his palm, blood oozes out, and there is nowhere to vent his emotions. The little dragon in his hand is so tight.

The night is boundless, like an emotion that suddenly arises for no reason, Qiao Wangshu suddenly leans on the window sill and throws the jade dragon in his hand violently.

Downstairs was the dead and silent lotus pond, and there was only a ruined trace left in the winter. He heard a slight sound, the sound of something falling into the water.After all the festive hustle and bustle in the surrounding area before, there was only dead silence. Qiao Wangshu heard the sound of falling into the water, so his heart seemed to be empty. He buried his face between his knees, closed his eyes, as if Curled up like a wounded little animal.

It was a low sniffling sound at first, and then eventually it got out of control.On this moonless night, Qiao Wangshu didn't know why he was crying so sadly, why he was crying, he thought, tears are such cheap things, just like his turbulent and boring emotions on this winter night.

On the second day, when it was daylight, Mr. Xu got up to wash up and opened the door at the bottom of the building. He stood in the yard and stretched himself. Suddenly, he saw a person climbing up from the lotus pond full of withered lotus leaves. It was really scary. It was enough, but when I took a closer look, I found that it was Miss Wuyou. Mr. Xu's eyes almost popped out: "Miss Wuyou?! You... what, what?"

"Girl" was drenched all over, but after getting wet, the picturesque feeling became more prominent, like a dewy apricot blossom in a spring morning.The black hair was sticking wetly to his cheeks. Qiao Wangshu's face was so white that it almost seemed to be transparent. He lowered his eyes and blocked all the emotions in his eyes for a while. Qiao Wangshu said : "My thing fell into the water, so I went down and fished it up."

Manager Xu said "Oh", thinking that this must be an extremely important thing. Although Yucheng is not as cold as in the north, and the lake never freezes in winter, the water is extremely cold. The cold air seems to be able to penetrate into the bone marrow of a person, at least he is very reluctant to go into the water. If you think about it this way, Mr. Xu can only come to the conclusion that the lost thing must be very, very important to the worry-free girl. thing.

He looked at the "little girl" who was drenched all over, and hurriedly pressed the doorway: "Although the girl has internal strength protection, you should go in and dry it quickly. I will let someone boil hot water, and soak it for a while." Soup. I will prepare the ginger soup in the East Kitchen, and the girl will get it when the time comes."

Qiao Wangshu was quiet for a while, then raised his eyes and said softly, "Mr. Xu, please."

Manager Xu smiled naively: "It should."

Then he shifted his gaze slightly and saw something in Qiao Wangshu's hand.

——It’s a little dragon carved from jade.