Jianghu Tired Brigade

The shopkeeper handed over a set of silver needles, nine in total, which were neatly inserted into the acupuncture bag.

Hong Xiao was a little surprised, she thought that the thin needles mentioned by the shopkeeper were embroidery needles, but this whole set was unambiguous: "The shopkeeper also understands medical principles."

The shopkeeper shook his head and said helplessly: "In this remote and desolate place, if you get sick, it's hard to find a doctor. If you don't take precautions, you won't know how you died."

These words made Hong Xiao slightly change her attitude towards her.In this desolate place, the city is dilapidated, lifeless and lifeless. If it were a flood, it would probably be unbearable.

Hong Xiao took the silver needle and thanked the shopkeeper.As soon as he turned around, he heard the shopkeeper say again: "Girl...running away is not a good idea."

Hong Xiao paused, then walked faster.

The shopkeeper laughed softly behind him, and the laughter gradually became louder.

Hong Xiao walked like the wind, and her long hair fluttered gently with her movements, as if she was running for her life.

Has been fled into the guest room.

Xiangsi was still sitting on the bed, staring blankly at a branch of red plum painted on the screen, wondering what she was thinking about.

Hong Xiao's shoulder hit the corner of the screen, making a muffled sound.Her body staggered a few steps forward and nearly fell.

It's been a rough time for her lately.

Hong Xiao took out one of the thinnest needles from the acupuncture bag, and twisted it with three fingers, as if to apply a needle.It's just that she lifted the quilt, and the tip of the needle pierced into the small hole of the small lock impartially.

Silver needles are much easier to use than slender silk.

The keyhole is delicate and complicated, even Hong Xiao spent a lot of effort.

For a long time, neither of them said a word, and the air in the room seemed to freeze, making it suffocating.

"Snapped".

With an inaudible sound, one handcuff was undone, Hong Xiao relaxed, and turned to untie the second one.

With one experience, this one is quite light.

Hong Xiao threw the chain at the foot of the bed, and saw that the green silk rope that had just been placed at the head of the bed was still coiled in place, Xiangsi did not put it away.

Hong Xiao opened Acacia's palm, put the green silk thread into it, and said in a soft voice: "This is left by your master, put it away carefully, if you accidentally lose it, it will be troublesome to find it."

Xiangsi turned her head to look at Hong Xiao, her eyes were glistening, but lost her brilliance: "Could it be that if I transform into her, you won't bother me anymore?"

Hong Xiao's heart skipped a beat, as if his heart was engulfed by the cold in his dantian, it almost stopped.She covered her heart, furrowed her forehead, and it took her a long time to calm down, and her voice could not help but be a bit harsh: "You, what nonsense are you talking about. There is no reason for a person to come back to life after death. You are ten feet old. Hong's disciple just learned her skills, and he won't be her after all." After all, he sighed and softened his temper and said: "You are probably a little tired, just take a good rest and stop thinking about it."

Xiangsi didn't talk to her, but just stared at Hong Xiao.

The more Acacia is so quiet, the more uneasiness in Hong Xiao's heart gathers, making her almost out of breath.Pulled her wrist, rolled up the sleeves for her, and said softly: "Come on, tie up this blue silk rope, so that you can rest for a while, and nothing has happened. Something happened to Yue Li Palace, wait for you to refresh yourself, Let's go and see...and then go."

Acacia's lips moved: "White hair..."

Hong Xiao couldn't hear clearly, heard the two words vaguely, and didn't know what they meant, so he asked, "What?"

Xiangsi said blankly: "Master's hair is white."

Hong Xiao's hands trembled, and even his voice trembled unconsciously, he forced a laugh: "Xiangsi's hair is black, like ink black and beautiful long hair."

Xiangsi lowered her head and said in a muffled voice, "En."

If Hong Xiao has the ability to reach the sky, the first thing to do must be to break Xiangsi's mind and see what she is thinking right now.

However, maybe.Even with such ability, Hong Xiao doesn't know whether he has the courage to look at Acacia's present thoughts.

A good girl's house.

Hong Xiao sighed, after all, he didn't know what to do.

A burst of dry and hot breath came over the surface, with a strong smell of dust and sand.

It is the wind in Mocheng.

Unlike the warmth and coolness in the south of the Yangtze River, the wind in Mocheng has always been dry and hot, with the ancient and boundless desert.

Hong Xiao's long hair was loose, and was blown up by the wind, scattered across the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, the cheeks, and the neck.

Acacia's hair was tied loosely behind her back, and she was guarding her filial piety, even the ribbon of her hair was made of burlap, fluttering slightly in the wind.

Hong Xiao recalled that he was detained in a small courtyard before, and was reading a book when he was free. There was a breeze in the courtyard, the big tree outside the window made a rustling sound, and a leaf fluttered and fell into the study.

Yizhanghong moved Zhang Taishi's chair and sat in the center of the courtyard, her long hair spread out wantonly, like wicker flicking, showing off wantonly.

White skin, black hair, and red dress are as bright as an ink painting.

Her voice was lazily: "The wind blows the trees, is it the wind, is it the trees?"

This is a story in a Buddhist gatha. Two disciples of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng saw the wind blowing and the flag moved. One thought the wind was blowing and the other thought the flag was moving.Hui Neng said: "The heart of the benevolent is moved."

Hong Xiao knew the story and didn't answer.

Now, in the hot and scorching wind of Mocheng, Hong Xiao tightly shut his mouth and did not say a word after all.

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It was just after noon, and the lobby of the inn was still empty, and there was no one there.

The shopkeeper found a stool with four broken legs, sat carelessly in front of the counter that was split in two, and took a nap.

Hearing the sound of someone coming downstairs, he opened his mouth wide, yawned, raised his eyelids and glanced at Hong Xiao, and said, "There are still some ingredients in the kitchen, let's make something to eat."

Hong Xiao walked slowly to the shopkeeper and said, "There are medicinal herbs that can calm the nerves and help sleep."

The shopkeeper shook his head and was about to say no.Not wanting Hong Xiao to lift the purse upside down, opened his mouth, and dropped the small gold and silver ingots on the table.

In this pile of gold and silver, the gold accounted for the majority, the silver accounted for the lesser half, and there was no copper plate.The silver lotus seeds that Hong Xiao took out earlier are also in it.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up a golden ball that rolled down from the edge of the crack in the counter, wiped it with his sleeve, and bit it with his teeth, and then said with a bright face: "I happened to be injured in the first two days. After the wind and cold, there are probably two prescriptions left by the doctor."

Hong Xiao put away the empty money bag.

She walked and spent all the way, in fact, most of the valuable things in the gifts she brought were also exchanged for money, so along the way, there was not a lot of money in the purse.

It was clean like this, but it was the first time since traveling.

Hong Xiao nodded with an expression. Although the corners of her mouth were raised, there seemed to be a thin layer of coldness between her brows. She said to the shopkeeper: "When the little girl wakes up, please give her some medicine." .She is not in good spirits, and the meals should be light."

The shopkeeper took out a rag from the dilapidated counter, spread it out in a square shape, picked up all the gold and silver, and said without raising his head, "Definitely." Then he asked casually, "What is it, girl?" When are you coming back?"

Hong Xiao rubbed the bridge of his nose, and the palm of his hand happened to cover the white breath exhaled from his nose: "Tomorrow... probably the day after tomorrow. In a few days, the situation in Yueli Palace will become clearer. If the shopkeeper can't stay here anymore, go to On Xiejia Street in the south of Jiangcheng, pines and cypresses are planted on both sides of the street. There is only one family with a wintersweet growing outside. The fifth one... probably the sixth one... The lump faces south, and there is a key in the hole, which happens to be able to open the door of that house. The house deed is under the stone table in the gazebo in the middle of the lake..."

The shopkeeper folded a flower at the four corners of the linen cloth, put it in front of his chest in a murmur, covered the protruding part of his chest with one hand, and looked at Hong Xiao vigilantly: "It's a gift of money, and a gift of a house, don't you?" Any unmarried heirs?"

Hong Xiao snorted softly, this time the white air became more clear and solid, and then melted in the palm of her hand under the hot weather of Mocheng, she said: "Even if there is, I will not be older than you."

The shopkeeper smiled mischievously: "Female junior, holding gold bricks. If you are thirty, you can't eat it all in your life."

Hong Xiao waved his hand and stopped talking nonsense with her: "I have no heirs and no next-of-kin, but you have to promise me one thing—the girl upstairs, you will follow her for one year."

The shopkeeper raised his eyebrows: "By..."

"Based on your inn, it can't keep going." Hong Xiao interrupted her: "If Yue Ligong wins, they won't come to you with suspicion? If their opponent wins, those people won't erase this The nasty things that can’t be seen in the war? Not to mention the battle between the two factions, you don’t know some inside information. Since you have the intention of watching the excitement, you are already prepared to be implicated.”

The shopkeeper's eyebrows drooped, and his expression was a little tired: "It's been more than twenty years..."

Hong Xiao's eyes were shining brightly like never before: "You can live in Jiangcheng for another 20 years without worrying about food and clothing."

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth, held the heavy gold and silver on his chest, and replied: "It's done." Then he stretched his eyebrows and smiled and said: "If I miss the appointment, how will you know?"

Hong Xiao raised his dark eyes, looked at the shopkeeper quietly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was calm and quiet: "In the world, there is a most powerful master of poisoning, called Yizhanghong..." The shopkeeper's complexion changed, and he faintly felt Feeling uneasy, Hong Xiao continued: "Everything around her, even if it is a casually dropped thing, maybe there is an unsolved poison hidden..."

The shopkeeper turned pale with fright, and raised his palm to see that the palm that had just picked up the money was swollen a bit bigger than before, and it lay numbly, without any sense of consciousness.The other hand touched around, and half of the face was completely unconscious.

The shopkeeper looked at Hong Xiao wanting to cry, but only saw a tall figure from her back, and the words she left before leaving: "The girl upstairs is her disciple."