Fight wits and courage with drama masters every day

The first time they met was at the market on West Street. At that time, he heard that there was a stationery shop on West Street. Their ink had a strange fragrance. He heard that it was made from flowers. He was really curious, so he went alone. West Street.

The West Street Bazaar is a well-known lively place in the capital, and his family would not come here at all in the East Street. He really had a good time that day, and by the time he remembered to buy ink, it was already late.

West Street is different from East Street, it is more lively here at night, he struggled to squeeze through the crowd to the stationery store, when suddenly he heard someone behind him tell the thief to stop.

He didn't think that he was calling himself, so he rushed forward, and suddenly he was hit by someone. When he turned his head, he saw a beautiful girl rushing out of the carriage, rushing up with her bare hands, and knocked herself down. On the ground: "The little thief is calling you."

thief?Xuan Xing was pressed to the ground and stared blankly at the girl riding on him, bah, no, it's a boy.

It's all because of Shen Jue's fancy dress that day, when the corner of the skirt flew off, he thought it was some girl, until he heard the scolding clearly.

Xuan Xing looked at him: "Little thief, did you call me?"

"I'm calling you, little thief, run away after stealing something." The boy pressed on him firmly, "Return the things."

Xuan Xing was so angry that he was dying: "You see clearly, am I a thief if I dress like this?"

Shen Jue just came to the capital, before the carriage got off, he acted bravely first, seeing what he said, he also looked at this man's clothes, a blue embroidered robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, not only dressed well, it shouldn't be Which son is it?

When he first came to the capital, he didn't know anyone, so he offended his father first, what should he do?Shen Jue panicked to death, but his hands were even more forceful, pressing Xuan Xing firmly to the ground.

"Little thief, let me see if you still run or not?" The person behind who called the little thief to stop finally ran in front of the two of them, "You've been caught, let's see if you still run."

Shen Jue looked at the owner, then looked at Xuan Xing on the ground, his heart became ruthless, and he kept on doing one thing: "Look, you stole something, return it to the owner."

Xuan Xing looked at the middle-aged man with mischievous eyebrows in front of him, struggling under Shen Jue's hands: "I didn't steal anything, I didn't steal anything."

"Still stubborn?" The middle-aged man pointed to the money bag on his waist and said, "This money bag belongs to me."

purse?

Xuan Xing struggled to look at his waist, only to see that his original white purse had disappeared, and what was hanging on his waist was a coarse brown purse. He was taken aback and shouted: "Where is my purse?" ?!"

The middle-aged man didn't bother to talk to him, and took his purse back from Xuan Xing, cursing: "The ghost knows your purse, you dress so well, and you steal people's things, where did you steal this clothes from?" of."

"I didn't." Xuan Xing was furious, struggling to shout at the boy riding on him: "Get up, I didn't steal anything."

Shen Jue was dubious, a little uncertain, seeing Xuan Xing struggling so hard, he gave him a slap on the chest without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Xing curled up on the ground in pain from this punch: "Ahem, you hit me, but you dare to hit me."

Shen Jue froze, looking at his fist, he remembered that he didn't seem to use much force, why is this person so ungrateful?

The middle-aged man originally wanted to drag Xuan Xing to see the official, but when he saw that he was beaten limply on the ground, he didn't dare to drag him any more. Shen Jue looked at Xuan Xing at a loss.

"Hey, are you okay, I just touched you lightly."

"It hurts, my heart hurts."

"Aren't you sick to blackmail me?" Shen Jue let go of his hands and feet in a panic, trying to help him up from the ground, but he didn't expect that he just let go, and Xuan Xing, who was still lying on the ground crying for pain, suddenly She bent her knees and pressed him somewhere.

Shen Jue broke out in a cold sweat all of a sudden, Xuan Xingxia was extremely black, after putting the man down, he turned over and instead rode on Shen Jue's body and swung left and right, punching him in the face one by one.

Shen Jue covered his face with his arms, and his lower body was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself: I saw you looking good, but the punch just went to my chest. I didn't expect you to hit me in the face. If I don't hit back, I will Not surnamed Shen.

At that time, Xuan Xing hadn't practiced martial arts yet, he was in Taixue all day long, even though he managed to gain the upper hand with skill, he was still pushed by Shen Jue, pressed to the ground and beaten up.

When Shen Yu broke through the crowd and came over, the two of them had already been beaten to shame, Shen Yu quickly pulled the two of them apart, and in front of Xuan Xing, beat Shen Jue to apologize to Xuan Xing.

Shen Jue was beaten by his elder brother, but he didn't hum, but looked at him with bright black eyes, as if he hadn't beaten enough.

Xuan Xing patted the ashes on his body, preventing Shen Yu from beating Shen Jue: "This is our business, I hope elder brother will not interfere."

Shen Yu clapped his hands a few times, and seeing that the child had such an idea, he stopped and asked, "Then you see how to solve it."

"One month later, we will fight again at the gate of this teahouse until the winner is decided." Xuan Xing looked at Shen Jue and gritted his teeth, "I will take revenge myself."

"Okay!" Shen Jue also agreed, "You are not allowed to pretend to die, and you are not allowed to play tricks."

"Once a word is said, it is hard to follow." Xuan Xing raised his hands, "High fives are a promise."

Shen Jue muttered in his heart that people in the capital had a lot of things to do, while high-fiving Xuan Xing, Shen didn't stop them when he met them who seemed to be able to handle the matter well.

After setting the time for deciding the outcome, Xuan Xing turned around and left, ignoring the obstruction of Shen Yu who wanted to take him back to cleanse, until Shen Jue suddenly called out: "What does your purse look like?"

Xuan Xing stopped in his tracks, turned around and said, "It's white, embroidered with bamboo."

"How much is it?"

"Twelve taels of silver."

Shen Jue was speechless when he heard so much money, my boy, his allowance for half a year is only so much, so this person is really a thief, right?

Xuan Xing seemed to see what he was thinking, his eyes were not red when he was beaten and framed just now, but now they suddenly turned red: "I am not a thief, I did not steal money, my family has money!"

Shen Jue looked at him and chuckled: "Okay, I know your family is rich, so you don't have to yell like that."

Xuan Xing had never been so ashamed in public in his life, he ran away in a hurry with his head down.

Although he didn't go to the appointment later, but if he has free time, he will go to watch Shen fight the arena. The young man is like a dragon, and the spear is surging. His face is as famous as his gun. Will not work.

When he saw Shen Jue again, he didn't doubt whether Shen Jue had changed his appearance or covered up his appearance, but after all, there were still similarities with before, at most, his current appearance was not as dazzling as before, and he would no longer be mistaken for him. The possibility of recognizing a girl.

But seeing this face suddenly today, he suddenly realized that he still had the illusion of recognizing him.

His hand holding the sword was shaking, looking at Shen Jue who hastily retreated into the distance, he stopped in his tracks: "You..."

He closed his eyes: "Who sent you here?"

The man retreated to a distance to guard against Xuan Xing's attack again, seeing him stop, he couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, and smiled: "Of course I want to come by myself."

"Come and come, who allows you to have such perverted thoughts?" The words fell to the ground, and at almost the same moment, Xuan Xing's sword was almost at the man's neck, and the scimitar blocked it, making an ear-piercing buzzing sound under the moonlight.

Xuan Xing was really angry to the extreme, and his sword went to the vital point. The man blocked it a few times, and saw Xuan Xing's killing intent. When the scimitar in the other hand was about to be unsheathed, there was a sound from the roof. There was a burst of applause.

"The two of you are very interested. Let me feast my eyes on the martial arts competition in the Moon Tower." Another person appeared, Xuan Xing immediately retracted his sword and turned around. Looking up, he saw that person was wearing night clothes, covering his face completely. This looks more like an assassin than the man just now.

As soon as Xuanxing turned his head, he saw that the place where people were standing just now was empty, and the officers and soldiers of Dali Temple who were ambushing downstairs all chased the assassin just now, and there were only two of them in this place, "You did it on purpose?"

The assassin standing on the roof sat down on the spot and said with a smile: "No way, there are too many people in ambush, my lord, I dare not come."

"Just now... can we talk about it now?" He originally wanted to ask the assassin's Yirong face just now, how did they know Shen Jue's real appearance?What are you doing to test yourself?Is he with you, or are you just trying to kill him?

Xuan Xing held back his doubts, but he had to suppress them and settle the business first.

"Your Excellency, first tell me what you know." The assassin said again.

This time Xuan Xing did not raise his sword again, he was silent for a while and said, "Are you from His Majesty?"

Assassin: "Exactly."

"What evidence?"

Something was thrown from above, and Xuan Xing caught it. It was a token with a jade seal on it. He looked down for a while, and then threw it back: "Is the investigative king here?"

Assassin: "Zhu Xiaming."

Sure enough, Xuan Xing turned to look at Liuye Lake below and said, "According to Wang Zilai's confession and portrait, there is only one person in the capital whose appearance fits his description, and he is a doctor who lives in Niujiao Village outside the city. He only enters the city when he sells medicinal materials. After checking the streets he has been selling medicinal materials, he enters the city by the south gate, sells medicines on the east street, buys some daily necessities on the west street, and then leaves the city. Ten, high-ranking, who can be involved with the Mobei Army, I made a list."

A thin note was held between his fingertips: "Now it's your turn."

The assassin straightened his body, looked at the paper in Xuan Xing's hand, and repeated what Wang Cilai said last night. Seeing that the people below had no objections, he jumped down and took the paper from his fingers.

The wind came from the roof, blowing Xuan Xing's face, and shouted away again, followed by the faint medicinal fragrance, but this time there was a smell of blood in the medicinal fragrance.

This is the right taste.Xuan Xing thought involuntarily, but was soon stunned.

What was he thinking just now?Is this the right taste?What is the taste?

He recalled the thoughts that flashed through his mind at that moment just now, this time he was really stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at the assassin standing far away, just staring at him like this , to find some similarities from it.

"I have heard for a long time that the adults are both talented and intelligent, and the adults are able to do this nonsensical matter so quickly, otherwise we should cooperate." After reading the note, the assassin moved his mind. Seeing that Xuan Xing did not answer, he couldn't help asking He said: "My lord?"

Xuan Xing's fingers trembled, and he controlled it for a long time before he managed to stabilize his voice and said, "Is the injury serious that day?"

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