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"Master..."

"Hey, master." Duan Jiuyan stopped in front of a stall buying hairpins.

Song Wentang followed Duan Jiuyan, wearing a cat face mask on his head, holding a bag of fried chestnuts in sugar in his left hand, and unfinished candied haws in his right hand.

"Master, this white jade hairpin looks so good... huh? There's another word here... Tang, Master, look there is a word Tang on it." Duan Jiu said.

"Yes, Haitang's Tang." Song Wentang glanced at it and said.

"It's Master's Tang, how much is it?" Duan Jiuyan asked.

"Young master has good eyesight. This hairpin is made of high-quality white jade. The Tang character on the hairpin represents lovesickness, and it can be given to the woman you love." The last sentence was said softly to Duan Jiuyan by the peddler.

"This jade hairpin only costs [-] Wen." The peddler said.

After paying the money, Duan Jiuyan took the white jade hairpin and walked and looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "Bright and bright moon, a humble gentleman."

11.

Begonia has words, lovesickness heartbroken.

12.

Song Wentang didn't expect Duan Jiuyan to say such a thing one day, he was a little surprised, and then Duan Jiuyan said: "A jade hairpin is a gentleman, master, this hairpin should be regarded as my apprenticeship gift!"

Song Wentang smiled helplessly, accepted Duan Jiuyan's hairpin, and said, "Thank you."

As the saying goes, a day of learning is like a year, but a day of playing is not enough.

As night fell, Duan Jiuyan and Song Wentang had just left the city gate, and the city of Beiping behind them was bursting with fireworks, making it beautiful.

However, this beautiful scenery was only for a moment, and then the people in the city became chaotic and fled in all directions. The bustling Beiping City just now was silent for an instant.

Duan Jiuyan and Song Wentang stopped.

Duan Jiuyan didn't notice anything strange in the city, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

"No! There's something wrong with the fireworks!" Song Wentang completely lost his usual composure, and ran into the city recklessly, Duan Jiuyan immediately followed.

13.

The alleys in Beiping City were full of twists and turns, but Song Wentang's speed remained the same.

Duan Jiuyan didn't know how many turns he turned, and finally, Song Wentang stopped in front of a small courtyard.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and under the moonlight, fireworks bloom wantonly, making the quiet and dark courtyard a little lively.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Song Wentang was rather cautious. He pushed open the gate, looked at the quiet dumpling, and walked slowly forward.

At the gate of the courtyard, there is a peach tree with winding branches and slanting side branches. It stands there bleakly in this winter season, just like the courtyard is lifeless.

Duan Jiuyan followed Song Wentang into the yard. Although the yard looked lifeless, it smelled faintly of crabapple flowers after entering.

Song Wentang pushed open the door, carefully lit the candles, and the room became slightly brighter. Duan Jiuyan saw clearly that the room was full of potted plants, and crabapples of various colors were placed around the house. Presumably, the crabapples in the yard were fragrant. It is also because the yard is also full of begonias.

Song Wentang walked to the bed, and saw a woman sleeping peacefully on the bed. The woman was dressed plainly and looked about forty years old, but the years had been very gentle to her, and her face could still see the beauty of the past.Duan Jiuyan thought this woman looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

When Song Wentang saw the woman sleeping peacefully, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly to Duan Jiu, "Let's go."

Duan Jiuyan wanted to ask who this woman was, but he saw Song Wentang's eyes were sharp with a cold light. At this time, Song Wentang was like Duan Jiuyan had never seen before.

Duan Jiuyan opened his mouth, but in the end he followed Song Wentang quietly without asking.

Duan Jiuyan thought that Song Wentang was going back to Beique, but Song Wentang didn't, but went to the north of the city.

14.

In the north of the city, there is a large art hall called Nianhua Art Hall, where rich and noble people and some children of the rivers and lakes who look like useless people often have fun here.

There is a large round platform in front of the Nianhua Art Museum. The girls from the Nianhua Art Museum will dance on this round platform when the oiran is selected every six months or during the New Year's festival.

The sound of Beique is on the mountain outside Beiping City, and Duan Jiuyan is a disobedient master. He often sneaks down the mountain to play. Naturally, he has heard of the Nianhua Art Museum in the north of the city, but the sound of Beique is strict, although Duan Jiuyan is naughty , but I can tell the good from the bad, so I have never been to the Nianhua Art Museum.

A grand fireworks made the whole city of Beiping silent, but the closer you are to the north of the city, the more you can hear the melody.

But this tune is not as lively as in the past, it is a miserable tune, it seems to be sung by a heartless man and an infatuated woman.

But at this time, Duan Jiuyan didn't care about any heartbroken man and infatuated girl, because the air pressure around Song Wentang who was walking in front of him was getting lower and lower, as if he couldn't relieve his anger if he didn't kill anyone. It's not the usual Song Wentang who is gentle and gentle like jade, the master who compromises everything when he acts like a baby.

"Master...Master, what's wrong with you?" Duan Jiuyan asked cautiously.

At this time, Song Wentang remembered that Duan Jiuyan was still by his side, and softened his affection a little, rubbed the head of Duan Jiuyan who was nearly five centimeters shorter than him and said: "It's okay, don't be afraid, the master may not take care of you after a while, you be careful."

"En." Duan Jiuyan nodded sensiblely.

Song Wentang walked up to the round stage, and watched the women dancing on the stage with cold eyes. The melodious and sad dance steps were a great insult to Song Wentang.

The women on the stage stopped when they saw Song Wentang in the audience, and one of the women who seemed to be the leader came to the front and looked at Song Wentang under the moonlight.

15.

"Hehe," a woman teased, and said, "Sister Liu, this...this really looks exactly like Mr. Wen back then."

The person called Sister Liu is the leader of this group of women, and her full name is Liu Qing.

Liu Qing glared at the teasing woman, snorted coldly, and said to Song Wentang, "Xiao Yezhong, where's your mother?"

Song Wentang stared fiercely at the woman in front of him, and said coldly, "Wuchen!"

Immediately, a snow-white sword appeared in Song Wentang's hand. This sword was as clean and spotless as Song Wentang himself.

Liu Qing looked at the sword in Song Wentang's hand, snorted coldly, and said, "Girls, let's move around."

Song Wentang held the sword and flew onto the round platform. Liu Qing and the others looked weak, but their kung fu was not bad at all.

Before Duan Jiuyan could react, a fight broke out on the dancing stage.

Although this is not the first time Duan Jiuyan has seen Song Wentang make a move, he is still shocked. After all, daily practice is different from real killing. Who would have thought that Song Wentang, who is usually gentle and gentle, would kill with a knife, regardless of gender. Without hesitation, almost instantly, but it is still a bit difficult to deal with these women.

Duan Jiuyan summoned his Wuhua Sword and flew over to help Song Wentang.

Song Wentang didn't expect Duan Jiuyan to be so courteous, so he waved his palm at Duan Jiuyan, and shouted, "What are you doing here? Go down!"

Duan Jiuyan was swung down by Song Wentang before his feet landed on the stage, and was even scolded by Song Wentang. He was instantly filled with grievances: "Master, what are you doing?!"

Song Wentang didn't answer him.

Chapter 3

◎16.

Song Wentang's speed is extremely fast, Duan Jiuyan hasn't seen clearly yet,◎

16.

Song Wentang's speed was extremely fast, before Duan Jiuyan could see clearly, Song Wentang had seriously injured two of the girls, but at the same time, Song Wentang's abdomen was also cut with a sword, which was very obvious on the gray and white clothes.

But Song Wentang's speed remained unabated, the long sword swirled in Song Wentang's hand, and after cutting across a girl's artery, he immediately bent down, stabbing the sword behind him, avoiding a blow.

But at this moment, a long needle pierced Song Wentang's heart unexpectedly in the dark, and Song Wentang had no time to dodge. Finally, the long needle pierced at a position less than two centimeters away from the heart.

There was a drug that could paralyze people on the needle, and Song Wentang felt dizzy for a while. He tried his best to gather his mind and force himself not to fall down.

"Master!" Duan Jiuyan saw that Song Wentang was injured, all the grievances were washed away, only worry was left, but Song Wentang just gave him a cold look and said, "Don't move!"

After the words fell, Song Wentang raised his sword and stood up again. The long sword was stabbing at Liu Qing. Liu Qing quickly retreated, and the other girls rushed up immediately. The others hit the round platform, Liu Qing was seriously injured, clutching his aching chest, he said in embarrassment: "Get out!"

When everyone withdrew and only Duan Jiuyan and Song Wentang were left in the north of Nuo Da's city, Song Wentang finally gave up his compulsion and half-kneeled on the round platform with his whole body supported by the sword.

"Master, master..." Duan Jiuyan quickly stepped onto the round stage, his master was covered in blood.

Song Wentang didn't have much wounds on his body, so most of the blood belonged to those women, but Song Wentang was still wounded to the vitals. Before Song Wentang could see Duan Jiuyan's worried face clearly, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything. .

"Master!"

Duan Jiuyan hurriedly hugged the fallen Song Wentang with a worried face.

Song Wentang has been Duan Jiuyan's master for two years. Song Wentang is Duan Jiuyan's chosen master, so Duan Jiuyan listens to Song Wentang very much. Full of fame and glory, but without a master.

17.

In the bustling and bustling city of Beiping in the past, every family shuts the windows and doors tightly at this time, and dare not even turn on the lights.

On the empty street, Duan Jiuyan walked towards Beique Shengqi step by step with Song Wentang covered in blood on his back.

It's said that boys don't cry easily