Chapter 1 Golden Wind and Jade Dew

Rong Hui's left shoulder was in labor pain, and his arm was sore and numb. He frowned and couldn't help slandering: "Which one doesn't have long eyes? It's impolite to step on randomly!" Although he can't use his strength, he still holds a bunch of wild ** in his palm. He raised his right hand and wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth, caught a glimpse of no one around, and ran to the town.

At this time, just after the Double Ninth Festival, the autumn in the suburbs is cool and the scenery is beautiful, which is a good day for an autumn outing. In late autumn, the morning sun is dazzling and you still can't look directly at it. He lowered his eyes, but remembered the common saying: "Young people spit blood, and the years are not guaranteed. Even if their lives are long, they will eventually be useless." In addition to blaming himself, he hated the master of light skills who used his shoulders as a stepping stone. So he cursed, "Don't hit the young master's hand, otherwise the man will be a slave, and the woman... If the woman is ugly, she will be a prostitute. If she is beautiful, marry me!" While bowing his head and running, he was relieved to see the heavy houses in the town.

Rong Hui slowed down and remembered the three guys who woke him up, one by one, obviously chasing the person who trampled on him. It's better to participate less in this kind of resentment!" So he chose a remote alley, bowed his head and walked quickly.

He has been wandering around the town for many years, crossing alleyways and familiar with the road. When he felt that no one was chasing him again, he dared to slow down. After a while, I suddenly saw a girl in white lying in the corner of the wall. The high wall is like a screen, and the slanted eaves are like a curtain. If you don't walk through the alley, it will be difficult to find it.

Rong Hui was slightly stunned and stopped to look carefully. She saw her long hair covering her face. She couldn't see whether it was beautiful or ugly. I was curious, and I quickly walked to the front end to see. The girl's eyes were closed, her eyebrows were deep locked, she was short of breath, and her ears were red. The whole body is fragrant and sweaty, and the whole body is uncertain. Although he is unconscious, he still holds the scabbard in his hand. The long sword is like pine, and the ears of the sword are like catkins, and it does not lose its sharpness when placed flat.

He is 16 years old. At the age of ten, he was sent to a restaurant in this town. He is a famous apprentice and a bartender. The young man from the same village has reached the age of "shu" or is discussing marriage or has married. And there are many people in the border town, and they dominate the city. Therefore, there is no media and no insurance, let alone a daughter of suitable age.

He wanders around the market all day and rarely talks to girls of the same age. Now by chance, I am more curious to see this girl's beauty. Seeing that there was no one around, he took the courage and reached out to touch the girl's forehead. Her tentacles were extremely hot, and she obviously didn't know anything.

Yong Hui took a long breath and calmed down. Reach out and open the girl's long hair and stare intently. She looks so beautiful that I have never seen it before. Thinking of "dependence on misfortunes and blessings", she boldly touched her face. Her tentacles were as soft as jade, and it was hard to say: "If only such a girl could talk to me a few words with me every day!" As soon as her head was hot, she picked her up and walked away quickly.

He held the "white jade beauty" he had just picked up and took two steps to find that his left arm had strength and his worries were gone. In his heart, he could only hear the slight gasp in his ears and the fragrance under his nose. The neck was sore by the hair again, and itched to the heart, which was easy to use. For a moment, he seemed to have picked up unrivaled treasures in the wilderness, and went straight to the backyard of the restaurant.

Rong Hui's heart was excited, but he thought of a medical book: "The body**, the high fever does not subside, the wound will not stop bleeding, and he will die of respiratory failure without treatment within two hours." At a glance, the girl's left sleeve was indeed stained with blood, but she was pressed by her body from time to time, and she didn't look carefully.

Rong Hui regretted it and pleaded again: "Good girl, good girl, I didn't kill you. You know who has harmed you, but don't pester me again..." But I don't know that just last night, the girl was eavesdropping on the top of an attic. When he heard the key point, he didn't know that he had been noticed.

The three deliberately whispered and said something important. Suddenly, they made trouble and joined hands to throw out three clusters of poisonous darts. Fortunately, she was physically and mentally agile and dodged. Before her body fell, she saw a cluster of poisonous darts flying and hit her where she fell.

She has exhausted her strength, and she is in the air and has no way to borrow. Seeing that he was about to be hit by a poisoned dart, he suddenly pulled out his right hand and pulled out his sword from the bottom of his skirt. Under the bright moon, the sword flashed and woven into a screen. The gold and iron hit each other, "The bell..." sounded repeatedly.

When the three people in the room saw that she was going to fall back to the roof, they looked at each other and joined hands to cast a cluster of poison darts. Her sword kept swinging one by one, but did not avoid a boomerang. The left arm is cold, and there is one more wound.

She didn't know what was in her body and didn't dare to fight. She immediately spread her figure and ran away. The three people were heard of conspiracy, how could they stay alive? A white shadow led two dark shadows out of the cabinet window, jumped to the roof and flew after them.

Last night, on the ninth day of September, it fell at the beginning of the first month. Under the starry sky, in the night, four figures flew over the ridge and chased silently. Although the girl's light skills are good, she is worried about toxins and dares not use too much internal force, and can only get rid of people. Fortunately, he accumulated his childhood skills and was poisoned, and he persisted for most of the night. It was not until the night was quiet that I felt weak and my body gradually became uncontrolled.

She thought that she was unable to get out anymore, so she wanted to find an open place and fight with the three people. So he recognized the direction and went straight out of the town. Escape to the stream, and the three of them were already behind them. Immediately turned around with a backhand sword and fought with the three people.

Both sides have their own concerns and have not done their best. After a long stalemate, she was dizzy, her limbs were weak, and her eyes were full of stars, and she couldn't hold on. When my mind is horizontal, I want to burn all the jade. Although he ignored the toxin attack his heart, he used his unique move and shocked the three people. But "the ants are still alive", and she holds the age of Hua Shao, how can she be willing to die here? I retreated with one blow, and I just want to escape my life.

When the girl fled, she was in the air and saw Rong Hui swaying in front of her, so she flew to his left shoulder as a "stepping stone" to jump again. Her skills were so deep that she only stepped on Rong Hui's qi and blood and fainted on the spot.

The three followed and woke up Rong Hui, and there was no shortage of cross-examination. Rong Hui was shocked and hesitated for a long time. He couldn't say why. The leader, the young man in white, had a unique vision and could see from Rong Hui's internal injury that the girl's strength had declined, and the three of them chased after him.

Rong Hui just received a letter from home, "I know that my brother has ascended to a high place, and there is one less dog dog. After a night of sadness and being bitten by autumn insects, I took advantage of the cool autumn to come to the suburbs to relax and pick a few wild ** to relieve the swelling and detoxification. As a result, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and a fragrant wind passed by. As soon as his shoulders tightened, he fainted.

He was puzzled and felt that the two tiger-backed and bear-waist cross-knife guards were by no means good, so he was anxious to escape for his life. The girl has been deeply poisoned and is still in a deep alley. After a long time, he was bumped into by Rong Hui.

Rong Hui was born in 1928. He has been wandering in a restaurant for many years, and what he has seen and heard includes three teachings and nine streams. At the beginning of the personnel, it is logical. It can be seen that what she picked up was a "sick beauty" and couldn't help laughing at herself: "She is obviously heavy snake poison, and others can't avoid it. Why do I still treat her like a baby and pick her up and run back!" ... Sweating profusely, it is also clearly a symptom of scorpion poison. With a sigh, he was angry and funny: "Alas--what a beauty disaster!" But he thought, "Let's try to save her. If she can't save her, she should be like this, and she shouldn't come to me as a female ghost. If you happen to save her, let her be my wife, sir, and give me back my life. Reborn a girl, just think of it as interest... After two years, I think she can't bear to leave anymore..."

His thoughts were numb, both at the beginning and the imagination: "If I save a man, how can he return me..." So he decided: "The most poisonous woman's heart, if a man is poisoned, he must have hurt the woman's heart first, and he deserves it..." Time flies, and he unconsciously walked to the door of the backyard.

When Rong Hui saw that there was no one around, he pushed the door and broke in. As soon as he entered the door, he remembered that there was still a shopkeeper in the store. He was so scared that his blood flowed back. His hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't help thinking, "Beauty disaster... Beauty disaster!"

The old shopkeeper in the store is surnamed Xiao, and he is known as Xiao Lao. He is not only smart and experienced, good at financial management, but also cynical. He not only disdains the economy, but also hates the people in the world. Usually, I only make friends with the mud stove and sand pot, and enjoy cooking water and tea.

In the past, under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, the fire must be warm and the tea must be fragrant. A few days later, there must be a rattan "drunken man chair" and Lao Xiao must be lying on the drunken man chair. He must narrow his eyes and wait for the last floating leaf to sink to the bottom of the pot.

Rong Hui's heart was shocked and thought: "Even if the old man Xiao is old and refined, it's not surprising. There is also a clerk Yan Liang in the store. He has taught me to read and often called himself 'Mr.'. If he sees it, he will definitely scold himself 'don't look at it if it's impolite, don't listen if it's rude, don't say it if it's rude, don't move if it's impolite. Even if Yan Liang didn't move, there were two guys, Zhang Dali and Zhao Ming, one of whom was as strong as a cow and unreasonable. Another cunning and cunning man is the best at gagging and coaxing. At that time, the group will be excited, and I will have to be killed alive!"

He was in a trance. Although he didn't know how Mr. Xiao would fall, he was also smart and quick. He thought about a set of "urgent and difficult" words before he forced himself to hold up a smile and slowly looked up to the sycamore tree. There was no fire on the stove and no one on the chair. Suddenly, he was as if he had been amnesty. He took a long breath, and his cold sweat had soaked his clothes.

The backyard is a four-in-one system. Xiao Lao lives alone in the upper room, the west wing is changed to a large kitchen, and the east wing is separated into four huts. Yan Liang lived in the first room in the north, Zhao Ming and Zhang Dali to the south, and Rong Hui lived in the first room in the south. Seeing that there was no one around, and he didn't care about the reason, he hurriedly hugged the "white jade beauty" back to the house and gently tapped on the corner of the door. With a squeak, the wooden door closed gently.

The room is small, facing the window and with a square table and board bed. The head of the bed is against the southeast corner, the head of the table is leaning against the northeast corner, and there are two legs standing in the middle. At this time, the sun was bright, and the sun shone through the east window and shone on the old table, making the clay pot pottery bowl on the table particularly elegant.

Rong Hui was full of uneasiness, inserted wild ** into the bamboo tube, put the "white jade beauty" into himself **, and carefully looked at her condition. Seeing that she was ethereal, she couldn't help sighing. I saw that although she was angry, she was not messy. Holding the scabbard tightly in his right hand shows that his perseverance has not diminished, so he feels less relieved.

Rong Hui saw her holding the scabbard in her hand for fear of being cut off by her in the middle of the night. So he reached out to grab it, but the scabbard seemed to grow in the girl's hand. No matter how hard he exerts, he can't take it. Put your hands together and break them one by one. The spring-like fingers were so powerful that Rong Hui couldn't help complaining: "Bad girl... Before you die... Your fingers are hard... What kind of person is easy to learn... You learn to die... You poisoned it... But don't blame me for you don't want to save you." While talking, he used the power of nine cows and two tigers, and then broke them one by one.

Rong Hui leaned his sword against the head of the bed and saw the girl's left sleeve hanging outside the bed, which was bloody and unbearable. He rolled up his bloody sleeves and couldn't help but be shocked. In the sleeve is actually a purple lotus-like arm. He put his sleeve around the girl's shoulder and trembled all over his body.

The girl's whole left arm was black, and there was a scar on her upper arm, and poisonous blood flowed out. Since he was a child, he knew that it was important to stop bleeding and take drugs. He immediately found two strips of cloth and tied her tightly to the upper end of the left arm wound and wrist. The bleeding was still slightly slow.

Rong Hui breathed a sigh of relief and got up and went out. Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, he only heard Zhang Dali bragging with his neighbor at the door of the lobby. He had a loud voice, running his horse and making noise, for fear that the neighbors would not know that he would speak.

Rong Hui was distracted and secretly went to the kitchen to get a bowl of hot water and a bowl of cooking wine. Rinse your mouth with hot water first and spit it directly on the ground. He pulled a small ball of cotton wool from under the sheet and wiped the wound with cooking wine. The cotton wool touched the wound, and the girl's wrist shook violently. Although Rong Hui was not confused, he raised his eyes to see that she was in a coma, and then calmed down and continued to wipe.

The sun goes south, the light and shadow become shorter, and gradually there is no at least a woman's chest. Rong Hui saw that her chest was slightly undulating, and her breathing was weaker. With a sigh, she opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood into the porcelain bowl, and then sucked the wound on her arm.

The blood in the bowl dissolves in water, and turns into a light brown in the porcelain bowl, emitting a fishy smell. The solution accumulates more and more, changing from light brown to dark brown, and finally black as ink. The blood is getting thicker and thicker, and the eyes are dizzy and pungent. The girl's left arm gradually became thinner, from dark purple to light purple, and finally became a light pink arm, which was very beautiful.

Rong Hui held the cooking wine and rinsed it repeatedly before untied the cloth on the girl's arm. Seeing that she was getting angry and weaker and weaker, she couldn't help sighing: "I just sucked the poison on your arm, so I had to try to use the shepherd's grass outside to see if I can relieve the poison on your body. You have been poisoned for a long time, and the toxin has been running all over your blood. If you use the method of bloodletting and detoxification to reduce the toxin content, and then take ginseng and Tianqi to make up for qi and blood, or you can also recover your life. It is not impossible to rescue again. If your physique is too bad, you can't wake up after bleeding..."

seems to be explaining, click and stop. He thought that he had a skin relationship with the girl and saw that she was in danger. He was really pitiful. He no longer regarded her as an outsider and comforted himself: "Look, you are so beautiful. If you die here, not to mention your pity, it's a pity. And try to save you..." When I was about to pay for medicine, I suddenly thought, "I can't spend my money to buy medicine for you. If you don't live, it's a little hard. You should give some medical money. If I save you, you and I will become husband and wife, and we don't need to share anything.

He reached into the girl's skirt and groped for a moment. Although he didn't find the money bag, he encountered a softness. He couldn't help touching it. He was ashamed and happy, and felt that a dying man was too shameless. He quickly pulled out his hand and looked at the three-foot sword by the wall.

The scabbard is carved with dragons and phoenixes, which is lifelike and extraordinary: "Why does this sword also have two catties of fine iron? It should be worth two dollars!" I want to get some silver in the blacksmith's shop, but I'm afraid that this sword is too eye-catching to make people see it and cause trouble.

He weighed left and right for a long time before making up his mind. He reached out and took out a small cloth bag from under the cork pillow, pinched the bottom of the bag with his right hand, and shook it casually. The gold and iron in the bag hit each other, and the "bang" sounded crisply. In response, more than a dozen copper coins slipped out and fell on the left palm in turn. After careful counting, there are 15 pieces in total. Thinking that this was the blood and sweat I saved from a basket of vegetable money, I felt a little sorry. He sighed, poured back the money bag, put it straight into his arms, closed the door and left.