The boss always wants to kill me

Pain was nothing, a great opportunity was just around the corner, Cang Bi pressed her lips against it again, and what responded to him was the cold scabbard.

Wuming still replied with two words: "Looking for death."

This early delivery was really frustrating, Wuming seemed to let Cangbi experience the feeling of courting death, and no food was delivered until noon.

Cangbi clutched her stomach, feeling pain inside and out, looking out from the half-opened window sash, there was a small courtyard outside, with the courtyard wall of the neighboring house on both sides, and the door opened on the south side, a single family, very clean, different from the dilapidated courtyard of the previous scholar I don't know how decent it is.Wuming dances his long sword in the courtyard, probing and stabbing, every movement is never muddled, the strong wind brought by the sword makes the spring flowers falling into the courtyard swirl, the strength of the warrior blends with the tenderness of the flying, Brew a unique beauty.

It's a pity that the warrior is a cruel and lawless person.

Cang Bi was full of resentment, and grabbed the quilt: "Xiao Hei, I can't kiss him, can someone else..."

The black bracelet didn't respond.

Wuming danced a few more tricks, the courtyard door was knocked, he unhurriedly put the sword back into its sheath, went into the room, put the long sword in the innermost part of the cabinet, covered his clothes, and changed himself into an ordinary set Dressed in simple civilian clothes, he took the money bag from the closet and stuffed it into the skirt of his clothes. When the door outside was about to be smashed, he threw Cangbi a sentence, "Be honest, don't make trouble." Then he opened the door belatedly.

Cangbi didn't dare to offend the assassin, so she could only sit on the bed honestly and peek out the window.

Wuming rubbed his face, the ruthless expression immediately dissipated without a trace, replaced by a flattering smile, and opened the door.

"Why did you come to open the door? Why haven't you paid the land tax for this month?" A middle-aged man with the appearance of an official came, looking at Wuming disdainfully.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't hear anything in the back room just now." Wuming nodded and bowed, took out the money bag from his bosom, and was snatched away by the officials before he opened it.

The officer weighed the purse, opened it, and raised his eyebrows: "He Lang, I haven't seen you in a month, this is rich." He unceremoniously poured most of the bag of silver into his purse.

"By luck, I started a small business with my relatives and made some money." Wuming took the purse and looked at the rest, "My lord, has the land tax increased again?"

"In this land in the capital, every inch of land is expensive. Look at the next door. There is no family with four or five people. You stand on such a piece of land by yourself. It's not enough to collect these." The official sent his head up, staring at no one.

"Your Excellency said so." Wuming bowed his body and saluted, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, he got up and greeted him, and respectfully sent the official out of the door.

Cang Bi saw that a large amount of broken silver went into other people's pockets, and her heart bleeds for Wuming. If the money is given to Cai Shusheng, the Cai family will be saved from many disasters.

Wuming entered the room, and his expression returned to normal.

"Unknown hero, by what measure is the land tax collected?" Cangbi asked cautiously.

"The higher-ups can collect whatever they want." Wuming threw the money bag on the table casually.

"It's not easy for you to make money. Most of it was given to him, don't you feel bad?" This Shura earned money from knife-edge licking blood. This sum did not get the master's head, and the money and goods he robbed were probably given to the employer. It seems that he didn't make much money. Mr. Yuan's family only has this bag of money, most of which are gone, and he doesn't know how many people will be killed next time.

Wuming didn't take it seriously: "I'm afraid that the money will be handed over to others if he doesn't keep it warm."

Obviously, he was the one who handed over others, so he wouldn't give away all the money, so let's kill people and steal money...

Cang Bi blurted out: "You want to kill him?"

"Look at his good fortune."

Cangbi: "..."

The room was silent for a moment, Cangbi's stomach was rumbling and rumbling, and Wuming went out without saying a word, and came back from time to time, with an extra wooden plate from last night in his hand, with three dishes and one soup on it. meat, and two bowls of white rice.

Wuming pushed the table to the side of the bed, put the food on the table, sat on the bed and ate, saw Cangbi stretch out his hand timidly, and swiped away: "If you dirty the bedding again, I will kill you."

Cangbi was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hands, and Wuming threatened again: "If you can't finish the food, I will kill you."

This request was much easier, Cangbi picked up the rice bowl, her hands were still trembling, but it was much better than last night, and she began to eat tremblingly.

Wuming Xu was afraid that there would be more grievances under his command, and there would be karma in the future, so he just ate vegetarian dishes, and Cangbi, because his life was the most important thing, could only do his best to sweep the meat that was set aside. The skin and flesh damage of the day has been repaired.

Wuming lifted his chopsticks and asked suddenly, "Do you remember who you are?"

"I'm Cangbi." She didn't know her current identity or name anyway, so Cangbi simply gave her real name.

"..." Wuming's face was a little complicated for a while, and he asked again, "Where is the family, how old is it, and who is in the family?"

"Ren from Xiaoyaojie, age... I remember it was 340 years ago, I should be older. My boss Lianyun has broad shoulders and narrow waist, handsome face with thick eyebrows, wise and powerful, and a pair of black eyes. I just want to get in." Cangbi replied truthfully, staring at Wuming's eyes, "Your eyes are a bit like his, but... my boss is much more handsome than you."

Nameless's face darkened.

Cangbi knew she had said something wrong, and hastily corrected it: "No, no, nameless hero, I mean, you and my boss are both handsome in their own way, and you—— are excellent at swordsmanship. If you go to dance on the street, you will definitely Can win the hearts of all the beauties."

Going to dance on the street is not a show.

Fortunately, Wuming didn't pursue these things, and just said: "Nonsense, you hurt your head and can't remember. From today onwards, I will accept you as a disciple, and you will be called Wanggui."

Apprentice?Learn the ability to kill and rob money?Cangbi shrugged her shoulders, trying to save her: "Unknown hero, I have a name, and what do you want to teach me? Killing... well, I'm afraid I can't do things that take people's lives."

"I don't teach you how to kill, I only teach you kung fu. You just learn. Do what I tell you to do. If you want this little life, be honest and be obedient." Wuming said, taking turns with a sharp eye. The shot came, full of deterrence, "I don't want to say it again, forget to return."

Cangbi thought about going back, but now he is given such a name, which is extremely unlucky. In the past, he was also dissatisfied with the name Lian Yun gave himself. Cangbi, he is neither blue nor green. It goes with this name, but no matter how you say it, it sounds much better than "Wanggui", and I can't help but want to fight for it again: "That... the unknown hero, I am not talking nonsense, remember it clearly, my name is Cang Bi."

"Call me Master, forget, return." Wuming gritted his teeth and punched out Cangbi's new name.

"Then forget about it..." Cang Bi was afraid that the knife in her eyes would become a real knife on her neck in an instant, so she had to compromise.