Jianghuxing

Along the way, she was in a good mood, and she kept humming the tune in her mouth, and we came to a relatively large county town, and she went directly to the second floor of the restaurant, so panicked that I was busy looking in my pocket to see if the money was enough. Lu Bu asked people to move the money from the state and brought it to me, it was for cultivation, not for drinking with girls, eating and spending indiscriminately, and there was no plan to go back, so there was no way to make a difference.

The flower-clothed woman shouted at me upstairs: "Do you eat fish?" I took my clothes bag and walked upstairs, thinking to myself that this is also a kind of practice, to hone my ability to receive people and things.

She sat down at the window on the second floor, with four side dishes on the table, and was boredly fiddling with the fish on the plate with chopsticks.

"In this poor place, there is nothing delicious and the fish is not fresh, I thought Hebei was poor enough, but I didn't expect it to be worse here. "

The fish was so big, drizzled with sauce and placed on a plate, topped with colorful side dishes. I hadn't touched meat for many days, and my mouth was already watering.

She poured me wine too: "I salute you, you saved me several times."

I hesitated, "I'm sorry, I don't drink."

"People dare to kill, but don't they dare to drink wine? Besides, a girl can't refuse to toast you."

She began to laugh and drank her wine as she hid her face. I had no choice but to take it up and drink it all, and the spicy taste seeped through my mouth and into my stomach, followed by a scorching regurgitation. I slammed my mouth and kept puffing, and she smiled and gave me a piece of fish: "Eat some to suppress the smell of wine." I

began to gobble it up. At first, she still served me food from time to time, but later she found that it was too much of a problem for me to eat by myself, so she drank there while I buried myself in eating.

She leaned against the window and hugged her knees and said: "The fish in the north grow slowly, so the meat is particularly rough and firm, but the meat is better because it has more spines and less prickly, which is very suitable for people with a temperament like you." After crossing the Yangtze River, the fish are cooked quickly, and it is also related to the weather, the fish there can be caught at any time, all of them are small, but they are extremely tender, and they taste like milk cakes on the grassland. Hey, have you ever eaten milk cake?

I shook my head, wondering if the fish could still be called meat if it didn't taste strong? She saw my guess, dipped her chopsticks in the wine and wrote on the table repeatedly: "You old man, you only know how to eat enough, and you don't know what 'good' is." After a few years, when you become an official, your taste should be better.

"No matter how big an official is, he must first eat enough. It's good to have meat to eat, and if you can still eat all-you-can-eat meat, then I don't have any requirements for life.

She laughed, and we listened to the chaotic footsteps in the restaurant, and we went to see two men with guns rushing up the stairs. The woman in the flower dress smiled and said, "People's minds are always changing. For example, today you will no longer be merciful and spare those who deserve to die.

Before I could understand what she meant, I saw that the man with a broken arm who I had let go yesterday also come up from the stairs, pointed at me and said fiercely, "He killed all the brothers and sisters!"

The two gunmen shouted, and rushed over with their guns in their hands. I wanted to sneak out of the window and lure them downstairs to beat them up, so as not to break the things in the restaurant and lose money. But thinking that this girl in flower clothes not only sat next to her, but also drank a lot of wine, I was afraid that after I left, she would be caught by the man with the broken arm, and it would be bad if she killed her directly in order to vent her anger.

I kicked a shot away and a shot in the other, and the two guns spun around, adjusted the angle, and stabbed up and down at the same time. My knife stood by the window, and I reached for it, and I was shot by the gun again and again, and I almost touched the nine-ring knife several times and almost got a shot. So I was empty-handed.

The woman in the flower dress seemed to have drunk too much, and when she saw that I was in a hurry, she couldn't stop laughing: "Waist, waist, waist move, don't be so rigid, two wooden guns are just two, either cut

off the head of the gun or cut off the head of the person, you don't have to be tired!" I heard her talk crazy and knew that I must be drunk, and I thought to myself, isn't my knife in my hand, why do you want me to chop the gun and cut the head!

I picked up a bench and held it in my arms, waving it against them. The two spears clanged into the bench I held up in front of me, and I threw them forward so hard that they jumped away, and by the time they came to their senses, I had untied my sack and carried the nine-ring goose wing knife in my hand.

It wasn't until now that I realized that these guys of more than ten pounds were the guts of the Jianghu people in their hands.

When people have courage, they are naturally no longer afraid, and I take the initiative to step forward and slash left and right, and there is nothing to fear with one enemy and two. Since killing all the mountain thieves on the mountain that day, I have become very bold, and I think back that most of them have fought more with less, so I have also developed Xi, such as who should be cut first when this knife goes out, whose kung fu is harder, whose courage is more ruthless, and gradually find some rules. Actual combat is really the best teacher, which is probably the reason why Lu Bu insisted on letting me come out.

These two gunmen had learned three more styles than the man with the broken arm, and they had seen these kung fu before, so there was nothing to be afraid of in this fight, so it was natural to pick up the head of a spear with a knife, and then turn around and cut off a person's head with a knife. The man with the broken head of the gun cursed and turned around and ran, leaving the man with the broken arm stunned at the top of the stairs.

He didn't move, I didn't move, I don't know what he was thinking. Suddenly he turned around and was about to flee, so I chased after him in two steps and slashed him with a single sword.

The shop has already reported to the official, and the onlookers downstairs were pushed by the guards who rushed to the scene, and the noise spread upstairs. I turned back to look for the woman in the flowered dress, and when I saw her straddle the windowsill and look down, I suddenly waved my hand with joy, and turned to me and said, "I can't stay here, let's run away from here!"

I reached out to catch her, afraid that she would accidentally fall off the window, and without shouting the word "hey" in her throat, she jumped out of the window with her other leg. I chased to the window and saw that she was already walking gracefully down the road, towards a person lying on the ground.

The guards broke through the onlookers and broke into the restaurant, I tried to grit my teeth and jumped down from the second floor, rolled around on the ground, got up and chased after the woman in flower clothes. When I came to her, I found that the person lying on the ground was the one who had escaped after I cut off the head of the gun, and someone had slashed him on the back, and when I looked closely, his spine was broken, and the wound was deep and cruel.

The woman in the flower dress shook her head, and then walked forward, I stepped forward and grabbed her: "Don't run around if you drink too much, follow me!"

Her expression was slightly surprised, and I pulled her away before she could tell the difference. Out of the county seat, we avoided the avenue and went to the middle of nowhere. She sobered up a little from the wine, and laughed at me: "The more you walk, the more desolate it becomes, what is your intention to take a girl to such a place

?" "I'm hiding from the officers and soldiers, what's the intention!" A

dirt road in front of me winds up the mountain, and I hesitate there for a while, and the woman in the flower dress asks beside me, "Do you guess it is a thief's den or a common people?"

"Just find a place to rest here and wait for me. If it's a thief's den above, I'll take them and come down to you, and if it's a common people, I'll inquire about a family, and if it's done, I'll come down to pick you up, or I'll send you up the mountain to live with the people." "

What if you don't come back?"

I was speechless, as if I had never considered this kind of problem, and I had been blindly and recklessly, thinking that my life would not be too different from others after all. It's like the bandits will die, the guards will die, and I've escaped death among them so many times, and in my subjective consciousness the world revolves around me, so I should be the most unique of all things.

I said to her, "If I can't come back, you can go to the Jinyang Assassin Mansion to find someone named Lu Bu or Zhang Liao, and tell him that I can't come down the mountain here, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

She nodded: "Then I'd better go up with you, don't let me say one, two, three when they ask about me." I

didn't want her to follow, but she begged again and again, and said what to do if she was kidnapped by a passing robber at the bottom of the mountain. After saying it a few times to no avail, I had to take her with me, and repeatedly told her to protect herself or run away as soon as possible if she was in danger, and she just laughed.

When I went up the hill and saw a few simple thatched huts and small fields, I felt a little calmer. A few villagers chatting in the fields looked a little nervous when they saw us coming in, and kept looking this way. I went to ask them if there were any people from the old woman's village, and they were all quite vigilant, dodging and avoiding answers.

At this moment, a whistle sounded at the bottom of the mountain, and then the whistle quickly approached, and each time it sounded, it felt a little closer to us. Before I could figure out what was happening, I saw a man in a suit leap in front of us from the bottom of the mountain, about three or four feet away, and even a tiger and a leopard could not jump out of such a distance at once. The man stood still and whistled again, and I realized that he had been signaling.

When I was still wondering if this was the chasing officer and soldier, twenty or thirty people ran up from the bottom of the mountain one after another, and when I saw the spears in their hands, my heart brightened, and I was still the group of unsuccessful disciples under Tong Yuan's sect for a long time.

I remembered that the person who had one of my hands cut off said that because Tong Yuan's conditions were too harsh, he simply learned martial arts and then occupied the mountain as the king or fell into the grass to become a coward, relying on his own ability to oppress the people, which can be regarded as free.

More than 20 guns were pointed at me, and the man who was flying in the whistle was carrying his hands but not holding a weapon. A person next to him said to him: "Senior Brother Ding, this kid is this kid, killing many of our senior brothers back and forth." Master said that the latest trial was changed to him, and whoever can kill him will be considered to have passed the entry. As

soon as Senior Brother Ding wanted to speak, he saw another figure jumping by, and after falling to the ground, he let out a long roar, followed by more than 20 people with long swords in their hands, and the tip of the sword rose up, all pointing at me.