The girl in black walked towards the depths of the alley. Occasionally, someone would hang out a festive red lantern. Compared to the others, the girl in the curtain hat did not have the careful preparation of the family, and there was no grass snake and gray thread stretching thousands of miles. She was just so alone.
, broke into the town.
Not far from the alley, stood a young man in brocade clothes. He was holding up a cyan jade seal with both hands. It was the size of a child's palm and was engraved with a dragon and a tiger crouching. Under the sunlight, it shone brightly. There were faint threads inside the jade seal.
Wisps of rays of light lit up. The young man in brocade clothes raised his head and squinted at the treasure in his hand, his face full of intoxication.
Beside him, there was a tall old man kneeling on one knee, carefully wiping the mud from the young boy's boots with his cuffs.
Out of the corner of his eye, the young man in brocade clothes actually spotted a strange girl early on. She was wearing a revealing hat and a narrow green sheath knife. She was walking steadily. It was obvious that she was definitely not a local from the town.
However, the young man in brocade clothes didn't care, and still carefully looked at the ancient jade seal that had been silent for thousands of years. Deep in his heart, he even hoped that the girl would have the idea of seizing the treasure, otherwise it would be too boring.
Anyway, he has obtained two things, and the harvest is far greater than expected. If he doesn't find something to do, he will have no choice but to take the old slave and leave. For this young man, he will feel that something is missing.
Just like when he was at home thousands of miles away in a small town, he was wearing a golden nine-python robe, but unfortunately, one claw was missing.
When coming to this town, each selected person can bring three tokens, which are put into brocade bags respectively. Before handing a bag to the gatekeeper, it is a toll that must be paid out, regardless of the status of the gatekeeper.
No matter how dilapidated the city gate is, even if the monarch of a country or the founder of a sect comes here, he must follow this rule conscientiously. The other two brocade bags and embroidered bags mean that at most two treasures can be taken out here.
Town, otherwise if you find ten or hundreds of treasures here, you must return them one by one. The tokens in the bag are three kinds of special copper coins, which are the winning coins used by the people in the market to celebrate the victory of the Liang Dynasty.
The Spring Festival coins hung on peach charms in the palace every year, as well as the support coins held in the palms of the statues of the City God, are said to be copper coins, but are actually made of rare and unusual gold essence. For most ordinary people "under the mountain", even the official silver coins are not worth mentioning.
It's not common, let alone a heavy bag of "gold", which is indeed enough to make people willing to sell family heirlooms.
The young man in Jinyi studied all the way about three types of copper coins that were not recorded in official history, but could not figure out any way.
Ahead, a girl exuding a cold aura walked straight forward, ignoring the master and servant in the alley.
The boy in brocade suddenly changed his mind, put away the square jade seal, put it into a cloth bag that he had prepared long ago, and hung it around his waist. However, he still stood in the middle of the alley with no intention of giving way.
The tall, fair-skinned old man also stood up and said softly and softly: "Your Highness, this person is a practicing practitioner who has entered the palace and cannot be taken lightly. If he is outside a small town, you don't need to worry about it. But here,
Even our body, which is pure martial arts, is always under the oppression of this world, which is extremely uncomfortable. Once the breath is fully circulated and the acupoints are opened wide, it will be like a river pouring in, and the meridians and acupoints will flood.
Once things get out of control, it will be a small matter if our family dies, but the safety of His Majesty will be a big deal. If due to our family's poor care, His Highness's great cause of cultivating Taoism will suffer even the slightest flaw, how will our family be able to reconcile with His Majesty after we return?
Confession?"
The young man in brocade clothes said nervously: "Grandpa Wu, after you left the palace, you talked a lot. In the palace before, you just recited those few words all year round. It was worse than the stupid parrot my sister raised."
The old man calls himself "our family", and he is groveling in every aspect, especially since he is proud of this in his heart. He can only be a loyal eunuch in the palace.
Seeing that the young master didn't seem to understand what he meant, he had to say more bluntly: "Your Highness, this person in the alley is here and may pose a threat to Your Highness."
The young man in golden clothes smiled lazily and said: "Although I have long heard that on the road to spiritual practice, there are many evils and evils from the three religions and nine schools, many evil ways, and even more heretical ways, but she and I just met by chance. Is she going to kill someone to seize the treasure for the sake of wealth? It is impossible.
Right? If everyone on the 'mountain' was like this, wouldn't it be possible that the world would be in chaos a long time ago?"
The old man sighed. The dynasty at the foot of the mountain and the Immortal family on the mountain seemed to be incompatible with each other, but they actually looked at each other and hated each other.
The young man in brocade clothes was a little disheartened, "Forget it, forget it, blaming this bad debt on a girl is not something a man has done."
The girl walked up to him and held the handle of the knife with her left hand.
The young man in brocade clothes smiled, turned sideways, and motioned for the girl to go first.
The girl in black also slowed down slightly and turned slightly sideways. Her eyes behind the curtain were full of vigilance.
When the old eunuch found the girl's injured hands wrapped in cotton, he couldn't help but frown.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly, the old man shouted angrily, like spring thunder on his tongue, his feet seemed to slip, and the tall figure came to the young man in golden clothes. The old man leaned his back gently, pushed the young man against the alley wall with skillful force, and at the same time opened his left hand.
Open your fingers.
There was a dull banging sound in the palm of my hand.
It turned out that someone used a stone as a hidden weapon and hit the side of the Jinyi boy's head.
The sound was astonishing, and its force was almost enough to penetrate a wall.
The old man smashed a fist-sized stone in his hand, but instead of attacking the assassin, he punched the girl in black with his right hand.
The girl with the hanging sword hesitated for a moment and suppressed the instinct to draw the sword out of its sheath. Instead, she tilted her head, just in time to avoid the powerful and heavy punch.
The force of the fist blow instantly ruffled the girl's veil.
The tall old man changed his straight fist into a sweeping blow, and his fist hit the girl's head.
The fist moves smoothly and smoothly, without any stagnation.
The girl had no choice but to quickly raise her arms, folding the backs of her hands together to protect her ears, showing a criss-cross defensive posture, blocking the path of the fist.
The next moment, the girl slid sideways for more than ten steps.
The girl let out a breath of turbid air, stretched out the hand with more blood seeping into the cotton, and straightened the slightly skewed curtain on the top of her head.
She was a little angry.
The girl turned around, looked at the tall old man who looked around, and said solemnly: "If it weren't for me, he would be dead."
The old man turned a deaf ear, but compared to before, this old eunuch, who was experienced in assassinations and sneak attacks, had reduced the girl's danger level to the second place, and the first place had given way to the attacker on the other side of the alley.
man of.
Of course, apart from the master and the servant, there are only two real outsiders in the alley.
Over there in the alley, stood a tall, thin, masked man.
The arms are extremely thick, with bulging muscles like iron balls.
There were two bags hanging from his waist, filled with round objects.
He just stood there, as if to say that the previous sneak attack was actually just a reminder.
When his cold gaze passed over the girl.
The man grinned, stuck out his tongue, and had hot eyes.
The girl chuckled and said three words.
"return!"
The words just fell.
A sword across the head.
The flying sword came to the girl's side and circled around her rapidly, like a child acting coquettishly.