beg for chivalry

Tianfu is rushing to the summer festival at this time, the streets are full of noise, red paper lanterns are as numerous as sand, and grease is crackling in the bamboo racks.The crowd lined up like a long dragon, shouting and shouting with the bridge lights up. The lights shone like stars, reflecting the long street like daytime.A single-story platform was set up in the open space, and bright red curtains were hung up. Changyou smeared oil paint on his face, and the barbarians with sheep horn felt hats gathered together to throw the wooden balls used for dancing balls, laughing and laughing. Filled the streets.

It was noisy outside the mansion, but it was cold and desolate inside a thin wall.Standing behind the desk is a man, wearing a golden bead collar and a hibiscus brocade jacket, holding a folding fan in his hand, his eyes are as cold as frost, and he is gazing at the moonlight through the window paper.There is an assassin kneeling behind him, who is close to the servant Shui Twelve, bowing his head respectfully to obey orders.

Yan Jiubian pressed Hanglian's fan, wrinkled out of his mind, and his brows were furrowed. "Have you taken a fancy to Yu Qiuxia?"

The Houtianlou assassins drove back to Tianfu, Yan Jiubian took Jinwu's life as a threat to force Wang Xiaoyuan back to Tianfu, and returned to the mansion given by the leader of the Wumeng League.Both the family recruitment meeting and the Martial Arts League meeting were held in Tianfu, he couldn't leave here, he was too distracted.

Shui Twelve replied: "Half the people from the Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Fire looked at his wing room, and the Ministry of Earth took advantage of the festival to set up medicine hair puppets in the street. If there is an accident, I will light it and call the gold department."

In order to guard the Yubai swordsman at the Tianshan Gate, he had to use the assassins from the third department of Houtianlou, which shows how much Houtianlou fears this person.In order to prevent the slippery worm from running around, Houtianlou even threatened the entire long street with people.Tonight is the temple fair in summer time, and there are huge crowds of people, even if it is jade seeking flaws, it is useless to protect the safety of the whole street.

Yan Jiubian's furrowed brows relaxed a bit, but he still remained worried, and asked again: "What happened to the people who went to the Taiping Bridge, did they kill Jin Wu? Cutting his head is too heavy, so I just take it." It's hard to recognize his ears. Ask the fire department to goug out his blue eyes and come back."

"Huo Nineteen sent the pigeons and said that the matter is over." Shui Twelve said in a deep voice, "He and Huo Seventeen put the gold five into the suitcase, pierced the chest and abdomen, and nailed the suitcase tightly. , tied the stones and sank them into the river.”

Laughter like silver bells floated outside the wall, and several girls in paddy field linen clothes rushed to worship the statues of descendants with mud monkeys, walking as lightly as butterflies.Laughter was heard, Yan Jiubian also smiled slightly, but the corners of his curved mouth did not see the joy that was stained by the temple fair, but it was as cold as frost.

"Is he dead?" Yan Jiubianfang asked, fluttering his fan and shaking his head again and again, sighing with a honey-like smile, "No, he must be dead. One look and one blindness has hurt his internal organs, Even the medicine that Kibe prepared according to Zuo Sanniang's prescription couldn't stop him from getting sick. Even if he ignored it, Jin Wu couldn't survive tonight. Shui Shishi, what I want to ask you is, how did he die? How did he die in such unbearable pain, with a hideous face, bleeding from the sword wound? If I were there, I would have to pinch his fingers off one by one, what a pity."

Shui Twelve lowered his head a bit, "You can learn a thing or two from Huo Nineteen about this matter, he personally killed Jin Wu."

Yan Jiubian licked his lips, still feeling thirsty.He was extremely thirsty in his heart, wishing to fish out Jin Wu's corpse and torture him again.He didn't want Jin Wu to live at all, and seeing that this man was really dying and the sun was dying, he decided in his heart that there was nothing to say through torture.On the one hand, he threatened Yu to seek flaws with Jin Wu's life, but in a blink of an eye, he asked the assassins to kill this long-standing thorn in his side and throw it in the river.

He is not afraid that Yu Qiuxia will reveal his secrets when he asks about the safety of Jin Wu.The faces of Houtianlou Assassins are all similar to Jin Wuji, and with Shuibu's ability to disguise, it's really easy to pretend to be a sick and unconscious child.What's more, after waiting for a while, Zuozhuzhu and Houtianlou's painstaking strategy will be completed, and by then the nest will be overthrown, and even the best in the world will be unable to recover.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiubian chuckled, spread out his fan to cover half of his face, and said with a smile, "Don't worry about the dead. It's very sunny tonight. I just want to see how the temple fair in Tianfu is going and change my clothes for me." .”

Shui Shishi stood up, took off the shirt and ponytail skirt from the wooden beam, and approached Yan Jiubian.At this time, a chuckle was heard suddenly, and Yan Jiubian raised his brows and eyes in a happy mood, and closed his fan. "By the way, you have to take a companion with you when you go to the temple market. The Ministry of Water and the Ministry of Fire must also go with each other."

Hearing this, Shui Shizhen was puzzled.I saw that Yan Jiubian's smile had a deep meaning, he patted himself with the fan, and said, "I am Jinwu, his master. The master wants to take the dog out for a walk, and see the world, is there anything surprising?"

As night falls, the market is like day.The barbarian with curly beard and hair is playing the huqin with a large spoon, forgetting himself completely, and the music is melodious.Those who play the suona, those who play the qin, and those who play the copper cymbals are noisy all over the street. Those who sell floating yuanzi, those who cook red oil and make handmade dumplings, and those who make dumplings are all fragrant.There are thousands of stars in the sky, and countless lamp shadows in the world.The night breeze is slightly hot, and the lights are burning everywhere, adding a bit of fiery joy.

A couple of people are walking in the street.A brocade embroidered dress, a high-spirited appearance, looks like a wandering boy.Another plain linen shirt looks like a servant serving others, but his expression is cold and serene.The two wandered from the street to the end of the alley, and then turned around to take a closer look at the bustling scene of the temple market.Yan Jiubian flapped his folding fan, tossed a small lotus bag in his hand, turned to Wang Xiaoyuan and said with a smile:

"Which guild are you going to see, just say, I have enough money today."

Wang Xiaoyuan looked at his folding fan and remained silent. As he walked closer to Yan Jiu, the crowd always squeezed them together.Looking at it at this moment, one can clearly see the countless silver threads tied around the fan's waist. Can cut off the head of the walker.He knew that Yan Jiubian had no good intentions in inviting him out, to show him the fact that the whole street was under the control of Houtianlou.

Yan Jiubian smiled slyly at him, then turned around suddenly and blocked his footsteps. "Why, look at your gloomy appearance, are you not happy shopping in this temple market?"

Wang Xiaoyuan said: "If I say I am unhappy, what will you do?"

Yan Jiubian smiled and said, "I'm not happy either. This temple market sells Xibei every year and plays old tricks. How can I make people happy? If this street is slaughtered, pour blood into it. Red oil soup, then put it in a cart and sell it on the next street, that’s the joy.”

Hearing these words, Wang Xiaoyuan frowned, this person can be described as extremely inferior, frivolous and full of lies, every word he said was half-truth and half-false.Yan Jiubian said again: "I understand, do you think that I am not your old friend, so you don't want to hang out with me here? But let me tell you, I have long been a Golden Crow. In the eyes of everyone in the world , now I am the daughter of the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, and you are a rough envoy and servant by my side. We are one in the sky and the other in the ground, and there are no more jade-white swordsmen and clothes-snatching ghosts."

He suddenly stopped in front of Wang Xiaoyuan, grabbed his wrist, and said with a smile: "Guess, if you punch me in the street, will others help you hit me, or will they beat you to death?"

Wang Xiaoyuan didn't dodge, and looked up at Yan Jiubian, his eyes were cold and peaceful, like the desolate snow in Tianshan Mountains.

There was a crowd of people, and there was a wealthy businessman from the guild standing by the stage, wearing a double-breasted shirt with jade buttons, dressed in jewels, and happened to catch a glimpse of the two of them.Fu Jia beckoned from a distance, and then ran over with blushing small steps, bowed to Yan Jiubian, and said excitedly, "You...are you Mr. Jin?"

Yan Jiubian didn't answer, but still looked at Wang Xiaoyuan with a smile.That rich Jia said with a smile on his face: "I met the young master by the side of the leader of the Wu League before, and I am an old friend of the leader of the Wu League. I heard that he brought you back by means of Jianghu Order. Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. General Zhen Guo is really romantic afterward." Zhuo Yi, with extraordinary aura!"

Suddenly there was a huge wave in the crowd, the music fell silent, and the voices of the people fell silent. In an instant, it seemed that everyone in the street was looking directly into the future.The performers dropped their belongings in a daze, the actors jumped off the stage, and even the peddlers rushed to them.Surprised and beaming with joy, everyone gathered around Yan Jiubian, surrounding him like a moon filled with stars.

"Golden Crow? That young master from the Golden Mansion?" "I've seen him in the Jianghu Order, and the Martial Alliance Master also withdrew the Jianghu Order earlier, it really is this young master!"

"General Zhen Guo protects the frontier for the people. I heard that this young master is talented and intelligent. He is a rare talent that has been rare in a hundred years. He can teach him today. We have great luck!"

The voices of praise poured in overwhelmingly, and everyone's eyes were filled with respect and joy.Wang Xiaoyuan was so shocked that his face turned pale. He knew that everyone in the Central Plains respected General Zhen Guo, but Jin Wu never mentioned it once. He still thought that his young master should be an annoying person, but he didn't expect to be rejected by him. Spin around frantically.

The clothes-snatching ghost looked at him with a smile, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Look, fame is the most powerful thing in the world. If I were the Golden Crow, I would be favored by thousands of people, what kind of thing?" It’s effortless to come.”

Half of Yan Jiubian's face was buried in the shadows, and the corners of his slightly curved mouth were like the red letter and fangs of a poisonous snake, and he whispered to Wang Xiaoyuan.

"I'm going to kill these people, but they still like me so much."