Pick up trash and be a good person in the world of martial arts

Xin Yi may not know whether Ximen Chuuxue is willing to change into a skirt, but he knows that Lu Xiaofeng is not.The man had a solid foundation in his mind and knew Ye Gucheng's location, so he left in a hurry.

"You always don't want to hear me finish."

Xin Yi sighed and asked the buddy to take him to the room.

The next day, Xin Yi asked the buddy for a wooden board and a brush.He wrote 'Gambling Game' on the wooden board, and found another wooden board to write the names of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

"You post these. If someone asks, they will say that it was written by the plane merchant Xin Yi. If you think anyone will win, then leave your name under the name."

This was originally what Xin Yi wanted Lu Xiaofeng to do, but this guy ran too fast, and he didn't even let Xin Yi finish his sentence.

The little guy's hands and feet are very nimble, he hung up the signboard, and stood beside the signboard solemnly.

Xin Yi pulled the guy next to him and asked, "What's this guy's name? He's quite clever."

The old man said: "A few days ago, I recruited a new job called Jiang Yu, and my hands and feet are nimble."

Xin Yi nodded, and he went to the second floor, intending to sit there and see who would answer the gamble.

The old man hurriedly said: "Young Master Xin, do you want some snacks and tea?"

Xin Yi didn't answer, but the old man smiled and led Xin Yi up, brought tea and snacks, and thoughtfully opened the window on the second floor, just in time to see the river fish downstairs and the three simple wooden boards.

The dark red hawthorn cake is very appetizing. Xin Yi leaned against the window and looked downstairs casually.

At this time, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at Ximen Chuuxue's Hefangzhai. The wooden board was hung up and it was crowded with people.

Everyone respectfully clasped their fists in the direction of the second floor. Seeing that the big man on the second floor didn't say anything, they seriously looked at the three dilapidated wooden boards.

"Young master, is this wooden board written by Mr. Xin Yi?"

Jiang Yu was dressed in gray sackcloth, and this was the first time he was called a little prince by a proud Jianghu hero.

Jiang Yu said: "I'm not a young master, and this board was indeed written by Mr. Xin. Mr. Xin said, this is a gamble. If you think who can win, you can leave your name under the board."

For a while, the crowd was a little noisy.

Everyone wants to have a relationship with Xin Yi, but no one wants to be the first person.After all, they don't know how the game is played.

The voice got louder, and Xin Yi on the second floor swallowed the last bite of pastry, and finally began to speak.

Xin Yi said lightly: "I wanted to watch a little fun, but you made me watch a big one."

With slender and fair hands resting on the dark red window sill, a black head poked out slightly, Xin Yi looked at the quiet people below with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The arrogant and confident Jianghu people can be said to have stopped their chaotic conversation.They all looked straight at Xin Yi, with surprise and fear in those eyes.

Xin Yi said: "Look at this, it's not very good. It's afternoon, and I don't want to be disturbed by other voices."

The sun was just right, the sun was hanging high, and the Jianghu people couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

They saluted quietly, lined up cautiously, and one by one left their names on the wall under the wooden boards of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng.

Jiang Yu sighed, "It's the first time I've seen such an obedient knight-errant."

It was also the first time seeing Xin Yi.

The best thing to manage is the common people, and the most difficult to manage is the Jianghu people.Because the common people want to have food and live a good life, but the people of Jianghu are willing to do what they like even if they don't have a good life.

When it was dawn, there was still an endless stream of people from the rivers and lakes writing their names.

Xin Yi laughed and said: "If it happens on August [-]th, you guys keep this wall well and pull a few red ribbons, maybe you can just sit around and collect money for sightseeing."

The old man should hurry up.

Xin Yi was a little tired, so he went back to his room to rest after eating.

The next day, when the sky was bright, Xin Yi returned to the second floor to continue watching.

The old man did not follow today.

In the past two days, more and more people left their names, and everyone did not forget to buy a piece of Xinyi's favorite hawthorn cake when they left. The old man was so busy that he was dizzy.

As soon as he went upstairs, Xin Yi was hugged by the knights of the rivers and lakes.

Finally, someone started asking boldly today.

"Tang Tianzong, may I ask Mr. Xin's explanation for this gambling game?"

Xin Yi is a person who doesn't like trouble, he does things very simply, and speaks very simply, he said: "If you win the bet, I will do one thing for you, and if you lose, you will do one thing for me." thing."

Tang Tianzong asked again: "But you can do anything."

Xin Yi smiled, he pretended to be surprised, and said: "You all say that I am a good person, so naturally I can't do bad things, and I don't do unfaithful things."

As soon as these words fell, the knights all suddenly exclaimed.Everyone added their names quickly and urgently.

In the afternoon, this road is full of impatient Jianghu people. Seeing that they can't write on the wall, they grit their teeth and write on the ground.

for a long time.

When the sky darkened, the group dispersed.However, they were forced to disperse, a group of swordsmen dressed in Jianghu, on this road, forcibly separated the road that one person passed.

The visitor went up to the second floor with a clear goal.

"Master Xin, long time no see."

Xin Yi, who was drinking tea, nodded slightly. He only glanced at the person who came, and then played with the tea in a leisurely manner.

The person who came was the little emperor who was supposed to be in the palace.

The little emperor: "Young Master Xin didn't expect me to come here."

Xin Yi was quite surprised, but he didn't care, the little emperor didn't have any energy in him, only the unspoken sentence of "a beautiful woman, why can't she be a thief" made him a little worried.

Xin Yi said: "I'm a businessman, and I'm only surprised by people who send money."

The little emperor slapped his thigh and said loudly: "Coincidentally! Today I will send you money."

This made him interested, Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, and tilted his head to look at the little emperor.

The little emperor took out a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Xin Yi's hands with great interest: "Master Xin, take a look, this is something that makes money. I asked Lu Xiaofeng to take a few ribbons and distribute them to those who enter the palace on August [-]th." , I will give you these again today. The money you earn is all yours, I just hope that Mr. Xin will protect me a little on August [-]th."

The meaning of this is easy to understand. The little emperor didn't want to do business, but wanted Xin Yi to help him.

It's just that Xin Yi is not a person who is willing to do white work.He still looks down on this kind of money.

Xin Yi said: "I want one-tenth of your luck."

The twilight is all together, and the lights are just coming on.

The little emperor had already left happily. Xin Yi casually threw the little emperor's cloth to the old man, told him to sell it tomorrow, and prepared to go back to the room.

However, before he left, someone stopped Xin Yi.

Jiang Yu put his hand on Xin Yi's and said, "Mr. Xin, these are the hot biscuits I bought from the street. You have to try them."

Xin Yi turned around, his face was cold, the plane businessman didn't like someone he didn't know to touch his hand.

He looked at Jiang Yu coldly, and it took a long time before he took the hot biscuits and went to the room.

"no next time."

A voice sharper than a sword fell into Jiang Yu's ears.

Night is blacker than ink.

Xin Yi bit the biscuit and opened the door.

There was a 'click' sound.

The first thing Xin Yi saw was not the dark room, but Ximen Chuuxue, who was miserable and white.

Xin Yi was stunned, he took a bite and said coldly, "Why are you here?"

He never knew that the sword god had the potential to pretend to be a ghost. Sitting in a dark night wearing a miserable white dress, with a cold face on his face, he was even scarier than a thousand-year-old female ghost.

"Tomorrow, I will compete with Ye Gucheng."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was neither soft nor heavy, and only Xin Yi could hear it clearly.

There was a long silence.

Xin Yi had a small idea in his mind, but before he could make sure, he heard Ximen Chuuxue speak.

Ximen Chuuxue: "You have to go with me tomorrow."

Xin Yi: "I thought you didn't want me to go with you."

If it wasn't for Ye Gucheng's rebellion for the sake of his own people, he probably wouldn't let the competition between these two people become known.

In the life-and-death duel between the two swordsmen, Xin Yi thought they didn't want anyone to follow, but Ximen Chuuxue asked him if he wanted to go.

"I also thought that I didn't want you to go." Ximen Chuuxue's voice was neither cold nor warm, but there was an inexplicable emotion. He just stared intently with those eyes that hadn't seen a few people carefully. Looking at Xin Yi, "But I feel that I should come to see you."

The moon is almost full tonight.

Xin Yi suddenly felt a little bored in the room, he said: "Let's go outside and talk."

A swordsman in white and a young man in blue went out the door.

The yard of Hefangzhai is not big, but there is a tall Metasequoia planted there.

Xin Yi stood under the tree, staring at Ximen Chuuxue carefully.

This man is called the Sword God, not only because of his superb sword skills, firm will, and such a beautiful face.

Xin Yi likes beautiful things, whether it's beautiful flowers or beautiful people, he seems to know Ximen Chuuxue's thoughts, but he doesn't seem to know anything.

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was still calm, he said: "I just came to see you."

Xin Yi's expression became weird, he was not sure: "Do you really want to see me?"

Xin Yi suddenly understood Ximen Chuuxue's thoughts, as if a bird learned to fly and suddenly became enlightened.

Sword God's mind is difficult to understand, but also easy to understand.

Xin Yi said in a complicated mood: "I know, you still want to see Xin or once."

No wonder Ximen Chuuxue came to him suddenly, no wonder she said these words to him.

It turned out that he was looking at Xin Yi's face and thinking about Xin Yu. After all, Xin Yu could be regarded as leaving without saying goodbye, and Ximen Chuuxue happened to be thinking about Xin Yu.

'I really understand the mind of the martial arts world. 'Xin Yi sighed.

The moonlight is getting colder and colder.

After a long time, Ximen Chuuxue's voice came.

"I want to see him too."

There are very few things that Ximen Chuuxue can't let go, only two people can't let go, one is Xinyi and the other is Xinhe.He was worried that Xin Yi, who was easy to lose, would really get hurt because of Xin Or, so he wanted to meet Xin Or and let the two of them talk a little more.

'Hey'

I don't know whose sigh sounded in the silent night.

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