Chapter 2: Sword in Mother's Hand, Youzi's Clothes 1

Looking back a little, you can see someone quickly hiding in the roadside restaurant.

Wei Tanyi sneered, held a new cup of tea in his hand, and continued to circle around.

In recent days, there have always been people following them quietly. If you want to ask, you can't figure out the purpose at all. An antique dealer is at most rich, but you don't see those people to stop them. Wei Tanyi is really a little curious about their purpose.

Although I know the position of everyone behind me, it doesn't mean that those people's tracking skills are not good, but they want to follow him in this way, which is too light of the enemy.

It's better to show up quickly and explain your intention. Except for tea, there is nothing that can't be transferred.

While thinking about this, he chose some things along the street that looked unattractive but were likely to be of great value, just like the uncle who sold soy milk. The jar that I don't know what it was can sell at least fifty taels of silver.

"Hight!" With a roar, the slow-flowing crowd suddenly made way as if it had been split.

Running in front is a teenager, but he looks like a fourteen or fifteen years old, but his thin body seems to have infinite power and blows over like the wind. It was no one else chasing behind. It was Han Ruqi and a group of bodyguards in the patrol. Compared with the teenager's strong physical strength, they looked a little inferior. Han Ruxu grew up in the harsh training of Zizhitang since he was a child, and he still couldn't run away from a child, which hit his self-esteem.

The crowd had dispersed very much. Han Ruxu simply forced the teenager with several ups and downs and reached out to grab him.

The teenager also felt that someone behind him was about to catch him. He rolled away deftly on the spot, grabbed a person watching the bustle by the roadside, and quickly put the dagger in his hand on the man's neck.

The scene suddenly deadlocked, and Han Ru stared at the teenager - and Wei Tanyi, who was held hostage by the teenager. At this time, he couldn't tell what it was like. The prisoner was so young that he felt distressed, but at the same time, he was angry that he was threatened by him. On the other hand, the appearance of Wei Tanyi made him feel that he was not ordinary bad luck, but he was glad that the hostage was not women and children.

The followers chased after him, and one of them was hot-headed and pulled out his knife and was about to come forward.

"Don't come here!" It was not the teenager who spoke, but the Wei Tanyi that he put a dagger against his throat.

After Wei Tanyi drank back the bodyguard, he said with a sneer, "Lord Han, I don't want to die yet. Can you please retreat a little?"

This made Han Ruxu can't wait to go up and wear two knives directly.

"This little brother is bold. If you don't mind, would you like to go to the shop with me for a cup of tea?" There was a safe range in front of him, and Wei Tanyi turned his head slightly and asked the teenager who held him hostage.

"Less, less talk!" Although the teenager's tone is fierce, he seems to be strong and hard outside. Obviously, it's not a recidivist. It's much easier to do this, Wei Tanyi thought in his heart.

Glancing at Han Ruxu, who blew his beard and stared, Wei Tanyi continued to seduce him: "I know that you have no grievances or enmity with me. It's nothing more than self-preservation. How about it? I can save you." The last four words were negligible, and no one could hear them except them.

The teenager seemed to hesitate for a moment. Wei Tanyi had turned to Han Ru and said, "Lord Han, this little brother is the son of an old friend Wei, and now he has committed an accident. I don't know if he can give it to me first. If he is persuaded him to plead guilty, won't it be easy to lose both sides?"

Han Ruxu originally wanted to sneer, but he looked like he had met for the first time. How could he secretly say a few words and become the son of an old man? There was definitely something wrong with it. However, Yongningfang is originally a place where commerce is prosperous and people are chaotic. It is very likely to affect civilians here. It's better to let him go and dare to play tricks and smash that shabby shop.

"Let them go."

Several bodyguards immediately protested.

This head is still not at peace, and the other side has taken the opportunity to escape - it is not so much that the teenager took Wei Tanyi to escape, but that he almost hung on Wei Tanyi's arm and was led away by him.

"Encircle Yuezhai immediately!"

***

Taking the door, Wei Tanyi opened the dagger around his neck and said easily, "Don't worry, there are only you and me in the store. If I want to kill you, you will be dead when you meet me, so you don't have to be so alert."

The teenager did not relax because of his words. He always clenched the dagger in his hand and watched him walk around.

"Tsura is a rare good tea. Tea merchants often have to travel through the mountains and rivers for half a year before they can transport a batch back. Do you want to try it?" Wei Tanyi added water to the sand and lit up the stove.

"No." The teenager refused very abruptly, but he couldn't help looking at everything in the store. Except for the Duobaoge in the empty room, it seems to be full of tea utensils. Is it possible that this is a teahouse? If so, how can there be only one table?

Aware of the teenager's thorn, Wei Tanyi gently raised the corners of his mouth. First of all, we need to gain his trust.

At this moment, the outside of Yuezhai has been densely surrounded by bodyguards. Even the inner room without a back door has been guarded outside the window.

The teenager gradually relaxed, and he didn't even notice it until Wei Tanyi handed over the tea bowl. Don't worry, if I were going to poison you, you would have slept in the dark. Seeing that he refused to drink, he laughed again.

Maybe this strange shop is too peaceful, or maybe the shopkeeper is too gentle. The teenager feels that he has been bewitched by something unknown. Looking at a bowl of steaming tea juice in his hand, the thirst brought by the rush surged up again.

The market price of Chuiluo is extremely high. Even Wei Tanyi is only willing to hold a bowl of slow taste. Seeing that the teenager drinks like a whale swallowing a cow, he can't help frowning.

But if you can get it, it is still a good deal.

After drinking three bowls in a row, the teenager was finally satisfied and no longer asked for it, and his whole body was in the chair. Running and nervousness made him exhausted. At this moment, when he relaxed, it was difficult to cheer up.

"You come out at your age. You must be short of money at home, right?" Wei Tanyi also held the hot tea bowl in his hand and began to ask.

"I'm not short of money. I just want to kill people." The teenager's answer was clean and neat.

Such an answer is unexpected. Wei Tanyi took a sip of tea and asked, "I just saw that your skills seem to be good. Do you have any skills?"

"When my father was still alive, he practiced a little in order to work well in the future." After the teenager answered, he was suddenly stunned - why did he have questions and answers to this person? The hostility that had just dissipated suddenly surrounded again.

For good, Wei Tanyi didn't continue to ask.

The room was so quiet that he could only hear the sound of breathing. The teenager soon sat still and lingered for a long time before pretending to ask in a fierce tone, "What do you mean by saying you can save me just now?"

Wei Tanyi looked like he had just said this: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot the purpose of inviting you to come." With that, he walked around to the backyard.

The teenager sat blankly and waited for a while for Wei Tanyi to come out with a flat box in his hand. Here are fifty taels of silver. With that, he opened the box, which contained five ingots of silver ingots neatly, and I couldn't remember who sent it.

Seeing these silver teenagers, he was stunned for a moment, and then his tone was even worse: "Why do you show me this?"

Wei Tanyi smiled slightly: "Of course, I want to buy the dagger in your hand."

"You, do you want to buy a dragon mother?" The teenager was surprised and looked around, "You...this is..."

"This is an antique shop. I'm not joking. The dagger in your hand is at least a hundred years old. It can be regarded as a antique of the previous dynasty," Wei Tanyi put the box on the desk and gently pushed it over. "How about it? Sell it to me, you can buy a better weapon, chivalrous and righteous.

The teenager lowered his head: "I didn't want to be chivalrous and righteous."

Wei Tanyi didn't seem to hear his words. He just looked down as a consideration, and then said, "If you don't think it's too little, I can add another twenty taels. It should be okay this time, right?"

"No, it's not a matter of money."

The teenager spread the dagger in the palm of his hand and stared at the cold blade. After a long time, he said, "I don't need money. I just want to kill people."

"You just said that."

The teenager put the dagger on the case and seemed to have completely relieved his guard. He put his elbows on his knees and looked at the floor. He said to himself, "My ancestor is a blacksmith. This dagger is the most proud work of my father's grandfather when he was young. It is said that later, my grandfather and father used it to test the sword. If it can be cut off by it, it will never be put on the shelf."

Wei Tanyi nodded: "So, because of the heirloom, can't you change hands?"

"...hmm." Somehow, the teenager seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding.

"I see. How about exchanging more expensive weapons with you?" Wei Tanyi said and walked towards Duobaoge.

The teenager looked at him puzzledly, watching him pull out a short knife from the bottom of the dark, and turned around and pulled the knife out of his sheath. The room, which seemed a little dark due to the closing of doors and windows, was illuminated by the light of a knife in an instant, although it was only a very short moment.

"This is a white rainbow," Wei Tanyi waved it casually. A pot of orchids originally placed a few steps away was cut off in the air, and the rest of it did not move. "At that time, it was hidden in the belly of the fish and accompanied by the hero to assassinate the faint king. Since you were a blacksmith, you must have heard of it."

"Is this really Bai Hong?" The teenager stood up in surprise and stretched out his hand. Wei Tanyi put the knife in his hand without hesitation.

The teenager repeatedly looked at the ancient famous blade in his hand and seemed to love it. The businessman looked at the right time and asked, "Well, Bai Hong is in hand. Even if it is regarded as an heirloom, he will not be ashamed of his ancestors, right?"

Unexpectedly, the teenager heard this and returned the short knife to him: "No, even Bai Hong, I can't change it."

"Why is that?"

The teenager returned to the desk and held his dagger in his hand: "The dragon mother hasn't tasted the blood it wants most. Until then, I can't give it to anyone."

As soon as the words came out, Wei Tanyi had nothing else to say. He just nodded: "Well, I'm not a strong person. Since you say so, I can't force you."

"If the business can't be done, will you ask those officers and soldiers to come in and arrest me?" The teenager seemed to show a sneer.

"How come," Wei Tanyi put away Bai Hong and Yin, and then smiled at him, "Stay here tonight for the time being. Since I promised to save you, I will definitely keep my promise."

The teenager looked suspicious: "Are you really so kind?"

Wei Tanyi seemed to be distressed: "I can't help it. Who told your ancestors to have a relationship with me?"

***

Midnight.

The guards who surrounded Yuezhai were all so sleepy that they fought with their eyelids, and they haven't seen anything strange in this store for most of the day.

"Let's cheer up and keep an eye on it." Han Ruxu was walking back and forth and suddenly stopped to a bodyguard standing dozed off.

The bodyguard was so scared that he stood up straight, but he couldn't help complaining, "Your excellency, why didn't you just rush in and hit him off guard?"

"What do you know?" Han Ruqi was not angry. "The rags in there are broken casually. You may not be able to sell yourself." Thinking of his bad luck, he felt as if he was angry with others, so he added, "The shopkeeper has an unusual relationship with the prince, and he can't afford to provoke him." It's a reason.

Sure enough, the bodyguard was convinced and shut up and stopped talking.

At this time, the door that had been closed suddenly creaked open, and the guards guarding the front door immediately put their hands on the handle of the knife.

Wei Tanyi just took half a step at the door with a basket, and the sharp blade was aimed at him. What do you want to do?" Han Ruqi stared at him.

"Can Lord Han put away the murder weapon? Wei will be afraid to see these things." Wei Tanyi said, but his expression did not mean to be afraid at all.

"Lesss," Han Ruqi put the knife back to the sheath with a black face. "Where are you going to go so late?"

"Of course, it's the night market!"

Han Ruxu jumped a blue vein on his head: "Go to the night market? Where is the prisoner you took away?"

Wei Tanyi pouted to the door carelessly: "I'm sleeping in it. Lord Lao Han and everyone will protect him when I go out for a while.

Unable to find a reason to stop it, Han Ruxu could only watch the white shadow float towards the west city, and immediately ordered the two bodyguards to follow, and be sure to write down his words and deeds.

At this time, the door of Yuezhai was slightly open, and it was dark inside. Han Ruxu hesitated for a moment and decided to go in and have a look. It would be bad if the cunning shopkeeper had designed a trick to let the teenager escape.

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Original poem: "Youzi Yin", the line in the hand of the mother, the clothes on the body of the wanderer.