Avalanche-[Yuan]

Fighting is none of your business, can't you just lie down? "

Jingui continued to recuperate on the bed: "You don't understand, I have a young male cat, not yet grown up. The old female cat raised by Dahua is amazing, and the cats in the neighborhood have all suffered from it."

Gao Chi helped him cover the quilt, and asked by the way: "Actually, I may have done something that I'm sorry to you. I just want to ask, if one day, you know all about it, will you forgive me?"

Jingui smiled, looking indifferent: "I only have one request, don't touch my family, other than that, I don't care what you like, as long as you don't cause trouble for me."

Gao Chi: "..."

……

After another ten days of raising them, the two lived like glue.

Others are injured for a hundred days, but he is different, his body is in good condition, and he has rested for nearly forty days, which is completely enough, and he feels that the injury is no longer a major problem.

The sun was just right, Jingui was practicing in the yard, holding a mahogany sword in his hand, and transformed into countless sword shadows. When he stepped on the tree branch and flew out, he flipped his left wrist and made a false move. Suddenly, the leaves fell.

Gao Chi sat under the tree making tea and drinking, watching Jingui brother practicing sword intently, the leaves falling all over the sky, his mouth was smiling, and he sipped the tea carefully, then he took out the small bronze mirror that he carried with him and looked at it. People, look at brother Jingui again, he looks leisurely and content.

Jingui turned over and jumped down, put away his sword, sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Gao Chi got up, went over with a cloth towel, and helped him wipe off the sweat, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Jingui calmed down, and smiled at him: "Anyway, there's nothing to sing now, I'm thinking about having a job as well."

Gao Chi pulled him to the tea table under the tree, poured tea for him, and told him to rest first, don't be so frizzy.

Jingui drank the tea in one gulp, complained a few words about the teacup being too small, and suddenly said, "I want to be a killer."

"Puff——" the tea didn't swallow, Gao Chi spit it out, choked on it, and then started coughing...

Jingui touched the sword with a confident look: "Assassin or assassin, I think I can do it."

Gao Chi put his hand on his forehead and asked, "Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

Jingui said with fascination: "When I was young, I loved watching "Legend". I liked Nie Yinniang in it the most. The daughter of General Wei Bo Nie Feng is a legendary heroine." a shape.

Gao Chi looked him up and down, drank tea silently, and didn't answer.

Jingui added: "Nie Yinniang is a female assassin and female killer, and I want to be like her."

Neither is it encouraged, nor is it discouraged.

"I'm a martial arts student. I've practiced Kung Fu since I was a child. Not to mention my superb martial arts, it's still remarkable. How do you see my swordsmanship?"

Gao Chi has never seen Brother Jingui fight against others, whether he is good at swordsmanship, he can't just boast about his own practice, and he can't say that Brother Jingui's swordsmanship is not good, so he just nodded.

"Then do you think I'm strong?" Jingui asked, bringing his head closer.

When Gao Chi saw his face, he thought straight away. When the two were entangled together, he was crushed to the point that he couldn't turn over. He blushed and said in a low voice, "It's quite strong."

Jingui stood up, danced a few more moves, put away his sword, and looked calm and composed: "The martial arts are good and the strength is great, so I consider a part-time job, and I can't waste my good skills."

Gao Chi finally choked out a sentence: "I don't think you can do it."

Jin Gui raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"You can't eat this kind of food."

Jin Guipao pulled his face and looked angry. He regarded Gao Chi as one of his own, so he talked about his plan, and it was fine if he didn't support him, but he even said something he didn't like to hear.

"There are too many people who are good at martial arts and have great strength, but there are only a few who can be killers or assassins."

Holding the sword in his arms, Jingui's aura was at full strength, and he looked like he was keeping away from strangers, and nodded: "Well, continue talking."

Gao Chi wanted to laugh a little, but held back: "You have no murderous intent."

Jin Gui refused to accept it, and with a wave of the mahogany sword in his hand, it directly touched Gao Chi's neck, Gao Chi's expression remained unchanged: "..."

"Murderous aura is not present all the time, isn't it enough to have a murderous aura while working?" Jingui said.

Gao Chi glanced at him: "There are drags and concerns, and I can't do it."

Jingui put away his sword, leaned over and sat beside him and asked, "Do you know about assassins? Tell me what you know."

Gao Chi: "To be a killer or an assassin, first of all, you can't have a family. You are married, and you are going to be a father. There are elders and younger ones who take care of your family. How can you be a killer?" Killers or assassins have their own strict organization, which organization are you going to join?"

"I don't know any organization, how can I seek refuge?"

"If you don't join the organization, how can you take the job?"

"The work that the organization accepts must be expensive and dangerous. I'm going to take on some casual work, and casual work is not dangerous, don't you think?"

"Why do you want to do this?"

"Because the money comes quickly."

"anything else?"

"Nothing."

"So did you get the job?"

"Ready to pick up."

So there is a casual job, Gao Chi stopped talking, and thought for a while: "Have you found a family?"

Jingui laughed: "Part-time job, now I'm free, I'm free, I'm idle, so I can discuss it with you, is it okay?"

This is not a tone of discussion, but a decision to tell him, probably persuasion is useless.

Put it on, the poop that has not been eaten is fragrant, and only if you taste it yourself will you know that poop is not edible.

Gao Chi said: "Then you do it."

"Really!" Jingui laughed as if getting Gao Chi's approval was half the battle.

"Whatever you want to do, just do it." There is another sentence at the end, and it will come back naturally when it encounters a nail, without saying it.

In the past, he often went to Yichun Courtyard and got acquainted with all kinds of scholars. Yesterday, he asked someone to bring him a message, asking him if he was interested in being an assassin.

Jin Guile said: "Drink tea slowly, I'll go out for a while." He put away the wooden sword and said: "Don't wait for me to eat dinner."

Gao Chi: "..."

That night, Jingui went home humming a little tune.

Gao Chi has prepared hot water for a bath, waiting for him to come back and relax.

"Have you received the job?"

"Got it." Jin Gui took off his clothes and slipped into the big wooden bucket, the hot water poured up to his shoulders, it was really comfortable.

"What weapon are you going to use?" Gao Chi was helping him to set his back.

Jingui closed his eyes and put a wet cloth over his eyes: "I've already thought about it. Weapons are too dangerous. If I'm caught, it's a capital offense. I'll use a kitchen knife and call him a kitchen knife hero, okay?"

Gao Chi held back his smile: "Okay, my kitchen knife hero, what did you have for dinner tonight?"

"After eating a bowl of noodles, the boss is too stingy, and I didn't feel full." The boss said yes.

Gao Chi knows the rules of the world, and he can't ask who his family is unless others tell him.

Just bring out the reserved fish soup and pass it over.

Jingui frowned when he saw the fish soup again: "I'm tired of drinking it."

"Be good, fish soup can nourish your body, you have just recovered from an injury and need to be recuperated."

Well, I didn't have enough to eat tonight anyway...

With two kitchen knives on his back, Jingui walked aimlessly on the bustling street.

Gao Chi also wanted to follow to watch the fun, but Jingui asked him to follow and watch from a distance, so as not to disturb his work.

There was a lot of traffic on the road, and I heard that he was working in the VIP building, so Gao Chi sat on the window seat on the second floor of the teahouse opposite, and was going to watch a play while drinking tea.

It is said that it is the first time to work, and the price is cheap.

The street is very lively, there are tall and strong men doing business, there are muscular men selling vegetables, and there are beggars in tatters on the street. As soon as their eyes collided, they switched away from each other.

"Coachman, are you going?" someone asked.

The strong coachman shook his head: "Today is rest, no business."

Hey, what are you doing here without doing business, the man muttered a few words and left.

Jingui crossed his arms and walked around the VIP building for many times, but he didn't see anyone coming. He even suspected that the information might be wrong.

Walking down the street was a wealthy gentleman in a lake-blue satin dress. He was a Han Chinese, about 40 years old, with a fat waist.

coming.

When Jingui saw the target, he smiled and put his hands into his sleeves to meet him.

Gao Chi gestured slightly to the people below.

The hidden stakes are all arranged, and they are waiting to help Brother Jingui deal with the aftermath, but unexpectedly, Gao Chi is again eye-opened.

Jingui walked up to the rich man, and asked with a straight face, "Is that Liu Chuan from Liu's rice shop?"

Liu Chuan was taken aback, and said, "Yes, may I ask if you are..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jingui drew his knife and raised his hands above his head, swung his right arm down suddenly, and chopped the hound's cervical spine.

People who passed by screamed in fright and ran away one after another...

Liu Chuan was even more frightened. Is this young man insane?

I didn't look at the old Huangli when I went out today, but I met a lunatic, what kind of world, he dared to kill his hunting dog in the street, but the lunatic had two kitchen knives in his hand, he was unarmed, and he didn't dare to go up to argue, so he could only coax him away.

The driver next to him was also dumbfounded: "..." He looked up at Gao Chi.

Gao Chi: "..."

Jingui turned his head back, with a cold face: "Someone paid a lot of money to buy your dog's life."

Liu Chuan asked in a trembling voice, "Where did this strong man study? Who is your teacher?"

Jingui took out a cloth towel from his pocket and began to wipe the knife: "I haven't studied."

Liu Chuan hurriedly took out some broken money from his sleeve, insisted on stuffing it to him, and said excitedly: "Mr.