beg for chivalry

Bingzhou is the ancient capital of the Nine Dynasties, and it is an important town in the north.The city is high and the pool is deep, and the streets and alleys are wide and narrow, winding and straight, scattered all over the city.Although the city has the air of a royal family, it is not lacking in the atmosphere of the market, and it is even more lively at this time.

It was a summer drought, and everyone gathered in the Dragon King Temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. The procession of carrying pavilions and parading through the streets filled the streets and alleys like a long snake. I saw an iron rod erected between the heads of the crowd, and several phoenixes were stepped on the iron ears. The child in the python suit was golden and red and purple, tied around his waist with a white silk tied to an iron rod.When the bamboo strips rolled the Xiqin, they danced lightly, up and down like butterflies.

The streets are crowded with people, bubbling with noise, but Sihetou is clean.No one noticed that a few dark lines dripped from behind the gold-painted screen door, and the blood gathered into snakes, crawling on the floor tiles.A bunch of plum-like blood splattered on the window paper, and there was a thick rusty smell in the wind.

A few crow-like figures crouched on the eaves, they were Houtianlou assassins carrying swords.The assassins glanced at the courtyard casually, and whispered to each other: "Have you killed all the people in this family?"

"It's over. An old woman, an old man, three servant girls, and a fish that slipped through the Tianshan Gate." Another assassin counted with his fingers. "It's ridiculous to say that that day after the boy from the mountain gate escaped from Tianfu, he hid in the Hori room, daring not to see the light all day long, thinking that he would escape our arrest..."

All the assassins burst into laughter, shook the blood off the sword, and slowly rubbed the blade with a fine cloth.They carefully compared the pages copied from the name book, and the Ministry of Fire transported the corpses of the disciples of Tianshanmen who were massacred that day into the mountain to dig pits for burial. go.The sword grids of the Tianshanmen disciples all have names and surnames in seal script, so identifying their identities is a piece of cake.

Someone stood up, stretched casually, and asked, "Who is going to kill next?"

"British government, Xu Fan. The Ministry of Fire sent a secret letter, saying that he was not found among the corpses. The man's name at the Tianshan Gate seems to be..."

The assassin flipped through the name book impatiently, closed it in his palm with a snap, and said with a sneer, "...Yu Yiwei."

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In the street, there are crowds of people, with their sleeves turned into a cloud, and their eyes are full of moving heads.Vendors rolling dough and selling pancakes, shopkeepers steaming meat in front of the fire stove, and blind beggars talking on bamboo boards, yelling five times and six times in a row, like a vast ocean.

Yu Yiwei was pushed to and fro in the crowd, her hands and feet were sweating profusely.He touched the skin of his face, and he could feel the uneven scars through a silk surface.

This face was affixed to him by Shui Nineteen, saying that it was the best one chosen according to his original face shape.It took too much effort to shape it with plaster, and now he is wearing this fake face, which coincidentally has a [-]% resemblance to his original face.

Shui Shijiu walked beside him carelessly.Now they looked like a pair of little bastards in pepper brown clothes, wandering unrestrainedly in the street with whistle sticks on their shoulders.It's just that the whistle stick is hollow inside and hides a dagger, so that it can kill people without anyone noticing.

"I...are we going to kill people?"

Yu Yiwei asked in a low voice, feeling pain in his tightly clenched fists.Now that he is the Houtianlou Assassin Huo Shiqi, naturally what he did was not good.

"Yes, there are a few of your fellow countrymen in the Tianshan Gate, just let us clean up." Shui Nineteen shook the name book in his hand, and smiled, "Look at your reluctance, and you still don't want to Let’s do it? If you don’t want to be the victim, you will be the victim.”

Seeing that Yu Yiwei's face was still pale and he shook his head frequently, he said again: "Do you know the best way to dispel other people's concerns about you? That is to kill people. The more people you kill, the more you will look like a ghost like us .”

This person's words seemed to be wrapped in the poison of honey glue, taking the opportunity to enter through the cracks in his heart.Today, he is no longer under the control of the law. He has killed people with a sword in a wine shop, and he has also repaired the swords and firearms used by other assassins, and his hands have long been stained with the blood of sin.

"I don't want... to kill people." Yu Yiwei shook his head stubbornly.

Shui Nineteen seemed regretful, and sighed, "That's all. Even if I don't force you to do this, someone else will force you to go to that step."

Yu Yiwei suddenly turned his head and met his eyes: "This is my hometown. I don't want this street to be stained with blood."

"Who wants to let their homeland be stained with blood?" Shui Jiujiu shrugged and smiled, but there were a few sighs mixed in between his words.I saw his eyelashes fluttering, and there seemed to be sparkling water in his pitch-black pupils. "But you are really enviable. I still... still don't know where I was born."

These words made Yu Yiwei's heart twitch slightly, even though separated by Zhang Si's face, he could vaguely picture in his mind the appearance of Shui Jiujiu talking to him with his real face and crying.

But he stopped his thoughts very quickly, let out a breath and calmed down slightly.It is heard that the assassins of the Water Department are all the most captivating people who are close to monsters, and they are the most able to confuse people with words and expressions.Sure enough, Yu Yiwei glanced at the assassin beside him, only to see that the man was not at all sad, and the loss just now seemed to be fleeting.

"... You are not lying to me just now, are you?" Yu Yiwei said helplessly, "From your accent, it seems to be from Yuyang area. Besides, 'Tangxiamian' is a famous wine in Haijin, aren't you from Haijin? "

"Well, you saw through it." Shui Nineteen smiled frankly, with a hint of cunning, "But next time, I won't let you guess."

The crowd was boiling like a river, shouting and drinking ebb and flow, one after another.The two of them were like the fine sand in the long river, being slapped by the crowd in the middle, and they were washed away in a short while.

Yu Yi didn't turn his head to look, just in time to see a few old men with crutches squatting in Qingwa Alley, as if they were excluded from the crowd.They ate the steamed cakes in their hands alone, and their envious eyes lingered on the people parading the streets.For a moment he was in a daze, as if he saw his father squatting at the entrance of the alley, waiting for him to come back amidst the desolate wind and rain.

A sense of loneliness suddenly surged into his heart, swallowing his limbs and bones.Since he went to the Tianshan Gate, it has been a long time since the dew has turned to the frost.He hasn't seen his father for a long time, and he doesn't know if his father still remembers his unfilial son.

There was a babbling sound coming from the alley, Yu Yi was not awakened by the sound from his own thoughts, and followed the sound.I saw a wooden door by the earth wall slightly open, creaking in the wind.

He took a closer look, but was suddenly astonished like a thunderbolt.Maybe it's because everyone focused their attention on the parade line, and didn't notice a pale hand protruding from the slightly opened door!That hand was soaking in a pool of blood, limp and weak.

Shui Nineteen squeezed over from the crowd, nudged him reproachfully, and said with a sneer, "That's the place we were going to, there was a Tianshanmen disciple hiding there, but there was someone who was there before us. Let’s do it, but looting of food and work is common in Houtianlou. The more you kill, the richer the reward you get.” He thought for a while, and added dissatisfiedly, “Look at you walking slowly on the road. After delaying for so long, Tun Tun let the bounty slip from our hands!"

Yu Yiwei was sweating all over, and it wasn't until this moment that he truly felt that Shui Shijiu really didn't belong to him.Even if he promised not to mention his real name to the others, Shui Shijiu grew up in the gutter of Houtianlou after all, and when he mentioned the murder, he was extremely natural and innocent.

"Then what should I do..." He opened his eyes wide, muttered and backed away from the alley, not daring to take another look at the blood-stained door leaf.

"I have to rush to the next place, it's better to strike first." Shui Nineteen spread his hands and said helplessly.

next place?Cold sweat broke out on Yu Yiwei's forehead, he was sure that there were not many of his fellow countrymen in the Tianshan Gate, if a few had been murdered, then his family might be the next one!

He was terrified, and looked around in panic, but saw that the surrounding streets were extremely familiar.Not far away is Houjia Lane, where the lecture hall and bookstore are exactly what he remembers.Through the winding stone alley, his family's courtyard is at the other end.

Should Shui Nineteen be stopped?For a moment, Yu Yi was panicked, and his heart turned like an electric shock. If he begged Shui Jiujiu in a good voice and kindly here, would the assassin spare the lives of his family members?

"Shui Nineteen, I want to ask you something..." After thinking again and again, Yu Yi opened his mouth tremblingly.

The assassin only looked around curiously, as if he was more interested in the girl in the street parade, and said briefly: "Say."

Yu Yiwei was apprehensive, trembling, and asked in a low voice: "Can you... let my family go?"

"I...I know it's not good to ask you for this matter, you are also a person in Houtianlou. But I am just a wimp in the Tianshan Gate, I can't do anything, and everyone makes me a laughing stock. I have no ambition , I just want to go to Houtianlou to eat and die, and save some money to buy a house for my father. My father is just a dilapidated old man who can be seen everywhere. He has no money and power, and he hasn’t seen me for five or six years. Tianshan He didn't know anything about the door being destroyed..."

He was clumsy, struggling to defend himself, his eyes were flushed with anxiety, and beads of sweat were oozing from his face.Probably this is because he has been so painstakingly begging for help in his life.There was a lot of noise, and he was not sure if the other party could hear him clearly.Shui Shijiu was still staring at the gravy steamed cakes held by others with great interest, his eyes were full of greed, he stretched his neck and wanted to sneak into the crowd, as if he was deaf to his words.

"That's right! I'll give you money! I'll pay you all the monthly money for next month and the next month!" Seeing Shui Shijiu put on a thoughtful look, he walked towards his house with a whistle stick With his head dangling in the stone alley, Yu Yi was so anxious that he blushed and stopped in front of him. "Wouldn't the reward be less for killing one less person? I'll pay you double or triple for the less!"

The two were relatively silent.After a long while, I heard Shui Jiujiu smiling, but said firmly.

"No."

His heart turned cold for a moment, Yu Yiwei stood there in a daze.

"How can Houtianlou's secret order be violated so easily? It's not like you haven't heard of Zuolouzhu's method. If one person escapes, then our Ministry of Water will also be able to pay for it. Why should I fight for your father?" my life?

"Aren't you a little greedy and aggressive, thinking that since I promised to be your friend, I will really treat you in everything? I am an assassin in Houtianlou, and I am ruthless and cruel." Shui Jiujiu's eyes behind the silk seemed to be The secluded deep pool, bottomless, stared straight at Yu Yiwei.Although he was smiling, the corner of his mouth was like a crack, from which sharp white teeth appeared, as if he was going to be torn apart and eaten into his stomach at any time.

"...If I let your relatives and friends go, how will you repay me? How determined are you to keep someone in Houtianlou's hands?"

The footsteps of the two stopped abruptly in the crowd, Shui Nineteen turned around and smiled at him, quietly put his fingers on his chest, and drilled slightly like a chisel.

Yu Yiwei trembled, listening to the ghost's whispers while trembling.Shui Nineteen leaned forward and whispered in his ear: "In order to save your father, what can you do? Dare to enter the execution room of Houtianlou, and they will use 'Kodanhua' and iron armor to pierce through your chin. Do you still not say a word in your head? Do you dare to be thrown into the dog pit, to be bitten and chewed into a skeleton?"

The words were stuck in his throat, Yu Yi was still tongue-tied, unable to utter a single word.

Shui Shijiu knew his appearance well, and immediately smiled wickedly: "Look, you are so weak. Not only is your sword skill weak, but your mind is also not strong. You dare not try anything, and you dare not give up. Still wanting to protect others, it's really greedy." He changed the subject, "But, if you want me to help you, it's not impossible."

These words made Yu Yiwei's heart tremble slightly, and he felt a little relieved.But at this moment, Shui Jiujiu smiled cunningly, his eyes were like sharp swords wrapped in honey, piercing straight into his heart.A sense of ominousness lingered in his heart, as if he was being coveted prey by a poisonous snake, and was tightly imprisoned by the snake's body.

"I'm helping you this time, and I owe you a big favor. You should also know that what we in the Ministry of Water are practicing is Aiki in the room. I just entered a stagnant situation and made no progress. "

Shui Jiujiu suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Yu Yiwei's head, his fingers tightened like iron clamps, and whispered softly in his ear as if he had ulterior motives.The voice was clearly audible in the noisy crowd, and when it hit the ear, it seemed to have a thrilling echo. The assassin smiled and said:

"I can't go into your house and kill people. But you have to... Give me your night."

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There is a National Day extra, in the latest chapter of the extra |?ω?｀)