beg for chivalry

Five years ago, in the year of Ding You, Jian Chou month.

The wide tank boats are slowly moving in the light of the Gu River, with many masts and white sails paved all the way. The transporters pour out of the wide cabins with sacks of millet and sacks, shouting endlessly, and steaming sweat like clouds.On Matou East Street, there are a lot of pawns and pawns, walking one by one.

I saw a long worm-like line protruding from the corridor, and all the people in the queue were erythema-skinned and haggard people, and I heard a young girl's clear voice in the house saying: "Brother and sister, don't worry, this Artemisia erythema cures erythema The soup is enough. Those who are seriously ill can go to the sickroom with me, and the rest will take the treasure pill and see better within seven days."

Everyone's dark eyes lit up instantly, and some vitality and blood finally appeared on their faces.All those who took the elixir were tearful and thanked repeatedly, wanting to return with all the money on their bodies, but the girl waved her away.But I saw her in a snail bun, and the gold-rimmed red skirt on her body was floating like clouds in front of the medicine cabinet. She was pretty and lovely, just like a medical fairy descending to earth.

Zuo Sanniang was sometimes busy writing prescriptions with a pen, and sometimes made pills and soups for the sick.She heard that there was a plague raging around Haijin, and many people were trapped by it. She couldn't help feeling sad, so she sneaked out of the mountain gate to share the suffering for the people.

Since Jin Wufa drank the Snake Sky tea last time, Zuo Buzheng and Yan Jiubian seemed to be quite indulgent towards her, no matter what her whereabouts were, she was also happy to be free, so they wandered in Haijin all day long.She is familiar with every alley and shop in Laotieqiao, Matou East, Niangniang Palace, Nange East Street, as if she has grown up in her heart, so naturally she does not see the porters she sees every day Yun Ding suffers.

Have you changed anything?San Niang couldn't tell.

It's just that she really felt a lot softer in her heart, she would laugh and cry, she would be annoyed that the cunning craftsman reduced the caramel on the sugar pile, and she would also be happy because the patients with erythema plague thanked her.She felt as if she was stepping on a light cloud, and her body was brisk, and the wind she smelled was sweet.

The transporters bowed their heads gratefully to her, their heads drooping like plump tassels blown by the golden wind.As soon as they lowered their heads, Sanniang suddenly saw a wandering monk in gray cloth standing in the crowd, wearing a brown hat with the eaves pressed down extremely low.This person was dressed in rags, extremely desolate, his body smelled of mud and sweat, and flies and insects were flying around, causing others to shy away.

Someone covered his mouth and nose, frowned and said, "This bald man can't even get rid of the dust on his body, how can he sweep the Buddhist gate?" The crowd backed away in disgust, and the monk turned a blind eye to others, walking heavily, pulling his patched cloth shoes forward go.

But seeing him stepping forward to solemnly accept the treasure pill she handed over, he was caught off guard and said: "Sentient beings have immeasurable benefits and happiness, and the girl has realized compassion." The wandering monk's voice was deep and hoarse, which seemed familiar to San Niang.

Sanniang smiled and said, "The monk speaks too much of the little girl." She stuck out her tongue and said with a coquettish smile, "Everyone has a share in this treasure pill, and it's enough to control it. It doesn't matter whether you speak well or not! I don’t know if I have any kind of compassion, but if you say yes, then count it.”

The walking monk laughed and said, "Since you have compassion, Xia Yu said to the seventh and eighth masters: Miss, this life will not be taken!"

Seven masters and eight masters, black and white are impermanent.The girl was shocked when she heard this, but saw that the man had a frayed chain wrapped around his clasped hands, the mottled gold lacquer on the bergamot knife was still shining brightly, and saw that the monk's hat was wide, obviously wearing a huge head, she couldn't help trembling Said: "Breaking...breaking monk..."

She thought that Yan Xin, the monk who broke the precepts, had already been killed by Jin Wu. She didn't want this man to fall into the release pool and dive into the bottom of the water that day, and survived.

Is this person here to kill me?Sanniang's heart felt cold.

But Yan Xin didn't seem to have the intention of killing her, she just smiled grimly, showing a mouthful of white teeth, put Bao Dan in her sleeve, turned and left.Sanniang looked at his hunched back in bewilderment, the back that stood upright like a green pine seemed to be oppressed by frost and snow, and it was suddenly dying.Without the title of No. [-] in Jianghu, he is just a lonely stray dog, wandering all over the world, with nowhere to live.

After the medicinal soup was divided and the crowd dispersed, Sanniang stood there blankly holding the lacquered wooden spoon.Until a hoarse voice came from the top: "Are you afraid?"

Sanniang murmured: "I...my legs are trembling, I can't stand upright anymore."

The man on the beam said: "What is there to be afraid of? He moves slowly, like a bastard, and I can cripple both of his hands with one stroke. But he doesn't want to kill you, and I don't want to kill him either."

Hearing this mocking tone, she suddenly reacted, raised her head to the roof of the house with her hips akimbo, and said angrily, "Monkey spirit, you're hanging around watching a show again, come down!"

The man said: "It's really nothing to watch. The big-headed old ghost wants to kill the little girl. It's not like that in the current dramas. Drive people away."

The black-clothed Raksha crossed his legs on the beam, biting a big twist, and looked at her indifferently, as if he was watching a show.Seeing him leisurely, Sanniang said angrily, "Why are you here today? Where's Mu Shiyi?"

Every time she goes out of the mountain gate, there are hidden guards around her.In the past, it was Wood Eleven and Shui Sixteen, but today it was Jin Wu somehow.

Rakshasa in black said, "Passing by."

"Come down and talk, my neck is sore!" Sanniang frowned at him, angry and happy at the same time, wishing that he would pass by here every day.

So Jin Wu turned over and got down.He should have landed lightly, but somehow he hooked his toes on the beam, and then he slammed his head on the corner of the long table in embarrassment, with a big swelling on his forehead.The transporter sitting in the shed laughed loudly, Jin Wu stood up covering his head, and looked at San Niang expressionlessly, with half of the twisted twist in his mouth.

Sanniang burst out laughing, reaching out to pat the dust off the corner of his clothes.It's been a long time since I saw him. He seems to be taller, but he is obviously much thinner.After the mask was lifted, there was a pale and haggard face with blue eye sockets, lifeless.

"Are you suffering from tuberculosis?" Sanniang frowned, looking all over him.His forehead was wrapped in a fine cloth, and the cuffs of his military uniform showed the hemp strips wrapped around his wounds, which were still oozing with reddish blood, obviously after another fierce battle.Sanniang's heart trembled, remembering that since he drank the poisonous water last time, he ran around frequently before he recovered from his injury, and said worriedly, "Could it be that my sister asked you to..."

Zuo Buzheng didn't come to restrain her, but he seemed to put all the blame on Jin Wu.Since then, it seems that he was deliberately asked to walk the most dangerous Jiange dangerous pass, the wind and snow cliff, and asked him to hang his life by a thread in the rain of swords and arrows, as if this could make this stubborn man obediently repent.

Jin Wu found a bench and sat down slowly, leaned his back lazily on the edge of the table, and said, "It's okay. I just went to kill a few people."

"How many?" Sanniang asked softly.

"I don't count. I've already killed enough to kill An Sheng, and I can't count the exact number." He said, his eyes wandering in the air.Sanniang knew that this was a vigilant and guarded look, and she was always guarding against open and hidden arrows.Jin Wu turned back to the assassin who licked blood with his knife.

Sanniang sighed, her eyes sore. "I am here to save people, but you...you wipe people's necks and kill people's lives."

"You're so kind, Miss San." Jin Wu shook his head with a mahua in his mouth, his tone was a little cold, "If you want to save someone, just go for it, just reach out your hand. It's not like us wild dogs, who even have to raise the butcher's knife to save someone."

"Are... are you angry?" The girl was worried.

"No."

"Do you think... that I harmed you and made you never live in peace again? Fifth brother, I know that you never want to take human life. You are the big villain among good people, and the little coward among evil people. It is... I am responsible. You." Sanniang didn't yell at him like before, but said with great sadness.

"What are you apologizing for? Assassins kill, it's only right and proper. I do my job, and you live your life. Even the old woman Zuo Buzheng said that I was born with a stabbing knife, and I was made to kill people." Jin Wu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and the stormy waves in his eyes were resting, like a dark sea without light.

"...This is my life."

Sanniang stopped breathing suddenly, her face turned pale.

When she first met Jin Wu, he still had the spirit of a teenager, and told her: He is always going to die, and he must never obey the will of God.But now he has resigned to his fate, Zuo Buzheng has been thinking about pulling out his fangs day and night for four years, and now she has succeeded.

"I only know that life, old age and death are fate. Diseases can be cured, but they are not fate." Sanniang closed her eyes in grief, and said softly. "I wonder if there is any cure for your heart disease?"

Jin Wu didn't speak, he stared down at the stone brick, and suddenly remembered the day he woke up after drinking the poisonous water.

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On that day, Zuo Bu was waiting for him in Guanyin Pavilion, leaning on the wooden railing on the second floor.She is carrying the moonlight on her back, and the dense silver wheel unfolds behind her.In the dark, a group of assassins knelt down, motionless, like a pitch-black tombstone.

The assassins removed the dagger from his waist, and carefully inspected his clothes, hair, hands, legs, and even the soles of his boots.They searched for Jin Wu's throwing sword, short thorns, and locust stones, and shook out a rain of nuclear nails from his pocket.Jin Wu felt that the eyes behind their ghost faces were extremely tense, and they walked around him like fire, afraid that there was nothing wrong.

"Young master, please." After the search, Shui San coldly motioned him to step into the cabinet.At this moment, Shui Liu whispered, "Are you sure everything is fine? Have you checked your mouth? When I met with the landlord last time, he pressed the date-pit arrow on the bottom of his tongue..."

Shui San glanced at Jin Wu coldly: "This time, not even a single hair or tooth was spared."

The assassins were really worried that he would meet Zuo Buzheng.In their eyes, even with bare hands, Jin Wu would always use some weird killing moves.So they even went to pull his hair and pull his teeth, fearing that he would hide the hidden weapon in an unexpected place.

With all the trump cards withdrawn, Jin Wu seemed to have been peeled off by them.But he showed no signs of fear, and walked towards the woman leaning on the railing under the sharp eyes of everyone.

Seeing Jin Wu approaching, Zuo Buzheng suddenly smiled: "I want to kill someone."

She continued with a coquettish smile, "And if this person is killed by me, it will definitely make you sad."

Jin Wu's heart was shocked, but he didn't change his face and said: "I'm sad for you, just wipe your own neck."

No one has ever dared to speak to Zuozhuzhu like this.The assassins raised their heads slightly, a cold light shot out from behind their masks, the subtle sound of swords being unsheathed intertwined together, and their murderous aura pressed towards the black-clothed boy standing with his hands behind his back like a net.

A majestic voice came from the dark place: "Jin Wu, don't be rude to the host."

In the blink of an eye, Jin Wu saw an auspicious ghost standing in the shadows, with only half of the mask left, but the lower half of his face was festered, missing his lips, and his black teeth were exposed, which was even scarier than the ghost mask he was wearing.Jin Wu stared at him for a long while, then said indifferently: "Jin Yi, is the Jiao family's firecracker too bad, or your face frightened the King of Hades and made you come back with one breath?"

This Jin Yi is the head of the Jin Department, the ruthless character among the murderers, the vanguard general in the ruthless character, even Jin Wu, who is a young landlord, has to be a little afraid of him.In the first few months, a few members of the Jin family were attacked by the undecent left to destroy the Jiao family's nest, but they were injured by the group of weird people who devoted themselves to artillery.

Jin Yisu said righteously: "My life is for the host, the host on the left didn't tell me to die, even if I went down to the eighteenth floor of the mud plow, I would have to climb back."

After hearing this, Jin Wu secretly scolded him for being foolish and loyal, and was used to being an unrighteous dog, but he also pursed his lips and did not say a word.At this time, Jin Yi flicked his wrist, and suddenly threw a throwing knife, pointing directly at his eyebrows!

Jin Wu's eyes froze, and he quickly raised his hand to pinch it with two fingers.But seeing that the tip of the flying knife was wearing a stack of paper, he took it off and unfolded it, only to see some people's names written on it. "What's this?"

Zuo Buzheng looked at him with a smile: "It's Zuo Sanniang's life."

Jin Wu exerted force with his fingers and kneaded the paper into a ball. He stared at the woman under the moon and asked word by word: "You want...to kill her?"

He originally thought that the kinship and the deepest affection would make this Yasha hesitate, but unfortunately, the ruthlessness of Zuo Buzheng will always be far beyond his imagination.

She laughed and murmured again. "Are you distressed, or are you reluctant? Do you feel pity for her more, or do you want to take my life?" Zuo Buzheng's tone was brisk and without any haze, like a warm spring breeze.

"She's your sister!" In an instant, anger burned in his heart.Jin Wu couldn't restrain himself, and stared at the left and right eyes as if they were going to protrude from the eye sockets.

From the moment he rescued Zuo Sanniang, he had already had a premonition.He got close to Jin Shiba, so Jin Shiba died and was tortured into ink; he saved Sanniang, so Sanniang would die anyway.

Zuo Buzheng narrowed his eyes, pretending to be regretful and smiling. "You are a fake, and she is also a fake. But Jin Wu...do you know why I cherish you so much? Because although you are not the true deity, you are unique in this world. You are the person closest to Yi Qing, but 'Zuo Sanniang' There are as many people as you want. Here, have you never asked the treasurer of the Tubu? There are hundreds of human skin masks hanging in the library, and each one is more like "Zuo Sanniang" than the current "Zuo Sanniang" .”

"Why do you want to kill her?" Jin Wu's heart felt cold, but he still made a domineering posture.

"Because in this way," the woman named Yasha laughed, "you will be sad."

"That's all?"

"That's all." Zuo Buzheng smiled softly, and said softly as if speaking sweetly to him, "Jin Wu, I once said that everyone around you will die badly. I will let you go to Jinbu Assassins are already the greatest connivance. They should pick your tendons, tongue and eyes, so that you will never escape Houtianlou and spend eternity with me. You are free now, but I want you to know this Freedom has a price, Jin Shiba is the price, and Zuo Sanniang may be too."

Jin Wu's face lost all color, pale as a ghost under the moonlight.The pitch-black night engulfed him tightly like a raging tide, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

"If you don't want her to die, there is a way. Look at the paper in your hand, if you kill all the people on it, I will let her die." Zuo Buzheng said slowly.

With the help of the dim candlelight, Jin Wu vaguely saw the writing on the paper, and was startled.Because he recognizes all the names written on it, or rather--everyone in the world recognizes them.

Looking at the names of the pedestrians, he already knew the number in his heart:

"Fang Bao of Miao Village, avoiding water and shooting fallen leaves and flying flowers."

"Wang Tai, the head of the Evil Man Ditch, is humane as 'love peaches, white plums, smiling spring breeze'."

"Madam Red Candle in Zuichun Garden, Rougong is in charge of the Southern School of Hundreds."

"Heavenly Chuanmen heard people's swords, 49 swords broke Taiqing."

The names of the rest of the people are even more frightening, they are all top five figures in the Jianghu list, and they are among the best among warriors.Jin Wu's heart was already a little numb, and he continued to read with a blank expression, thinking vaguely of the people in the world's comments on these people.

"Hanshan has no merit in martial arts, and he is the leader of the martial arts world."

"Change the moon and palace for a while, move flowers and trees, steal stars and change the moon."

"Holding the wind and palming Huang Mo, you can control the phoenix to the nine heavens, and you can ride the dragon into the ocean."

"National players pass Wennian, three rounds are judged, and the game is ruthless."

Zuo Buzheng looked at him in the moonlight: "How? The top ten names on the world list are all here."

Jin Wu looked up, but she heard her asking again: "I'll give you ten years, can you kill them all?"

When Zuozhuzhu regarded him as Yiqing, even the temple gate was unwilling to let him take a step, but now she is a little disappointed.The black-clothed Rakshasa is a knife of Houtianlou, it would be a pity if it is not used.Zuo Buzheng had long wanted to remove the heroes on the Jianghu list in order to dampen the momentum of the Wumeng, but now it gave her a good reason to leave this job to Jin Wu.

Jin Wu rolled up the paper and said, "It's not a good deal to kill eight people and protect one."

Zuo Buzheng seemed to have read his mind, and said with a smile: "But you will take over this business."

Jin Wu was just silent.He would indeed agree to Yasha's request.No one would believe that he could survive in the hands of the top ten players in the arena, and he himself did not believe it, but Zuo Sanniang would not have survived if it hadn't been so.The battle with the tenth monk who broke the precepts had almost cost him half his life, he didn't know how much he would have to lose his life to fight against this famous martial artist.

Perhaps Zuo Buzheng knew very well that he would never survive these people's hands, so he deliberately made things difficult for him, asking him to retreat despite difficulties.

After a long silence, Jin Wu still nodded heavily.

The woman smiled, because this time he still fulfilled her wish, drank the blood with a knife, and returned to the body of Rakshasa.She looked at him greedily like a loving mother and an ardent lover, her eyes were like a pen, tracing his brows and eyes.

"However, there is one thing I need to tell you." Zuo Buzheng said suddenly. "...You are not going to kill eight people, but nine people."

Jin Wu's eyes widened slightly, and he suddenly lowered his head to look at the roll of paper.Turning around to look, there is still a line of small characters on the back.

The word was blurred under the moonlight, but the strokes were deep, which made him finally understand the meaning.

That was the name of the ninth person he wanted to kill, and it was also the name of the most difficult person in the world.

He murmured, every word that popped out of his throat seemed to be able to crush the spine.

"...Tianshan Gate, jade seeks flaws."

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Finally moved, vomiting blood \(;′□')/