The shopkeeper in Xiao Su knocked at the door and told me that I was having a nightmare when his little darling girl came back safely. The two big men in black, one with a knife and the other with an axe, cut my head like radishes. I was still in shock after being woken up by Su Xiao's shopkeeper. What happened last night was a nightmare. Those people are wishful thinking in my dreams, and they are so real. The red plum blossom-shaped birthmark on the left arm is bloodthirsty red with a red glow and a dull pain.
Little dream girl doesn't remember what happened these days. She thinks she just slept and woke up in bed. It's like all the other missing girls in the town came back safely, but no one in such a big town noticed. Early in the morning, the night watchman found two men in black standing at the gate of the inn in the west of the city. He got scared and went to the police. Who knows those two people were dead until someone touched them.
I listened to all this with trepidation. If all this is true, then it must be Tang Shuangxiu and the mysterious man with black veil who saved me. I absently wiped the table, and the shopkeeper in Xiao Su and his dream girl were flirting with each other. Sue old manned called me several times, but I didn't hear it. Sue's wife-in-law felt that something was wrong, so she dragged me into the hall and asked, See you every month. Are you unhappy that Li is pestering my son?
Mrs. Su has been treating me like a daughter for so many years, and it was also my idea to dress up as a woman and go to the restaurant to help. She has long wanted to marry me to boss Su, and then buy a big house to live a good life. It's just that Boss Su didn't know that I was a woman, but she was still thinking about the little dream girl who looked mediocre, and asked her mother-in-law to persuade me to get my daughter's body back quickly many times, so as to avoid her husband being taken away by other bad women. I have no reason not to marry boss Su, and there is no reason not to marry him, which makes me trouble sleeping.
The man with black veil comes at night, and Tang Shuangxiu is like a follower. The man came, and so did he. Now the town is not peaceful and there are no guests at night. Sue, the shopkeeper, went to take wine home for the guests. I went to the backyard to warm the wine and pour it for them silently.
Get out of here with me. The man in black said, you go and get everything ready now, and we'll leave at once.
Who are you? Who are those people? Why did you save me? Where are you taking me?
I'm the one who saved you. Those people hurt you. They found you. I want to take you to a safe place. He finished his wine and turned to Tang Shuangxiu. I want to take her away.
Tell me who you are first. Why should I give you the plum blossom fairy? Tang Shuangxiu is holding a glass. I don't even know how the Ponzi brothers died. If this gets out, my touted reputation will be bad.
Hair. I just used one of her hair to go through the dead hole in their bodies.
Hair? Tang Shuangxiu wry smile, it seems that I can't stop you from taking her away.
He drank another glass of wine, saying that he might never drink the full moon tower again. Yue yuejian. You should pack your things and come with me now. They are coming this way.
I think these two people must be suffering from persecution paranoia in their brains. I hesitated for a long time until they finished drinking a pot of wine, then said, sorry, gentlemen, we are closed. Please come back tomorrow.
If you want blood, don't go. Black veil stood up and walked out the door.
I don't know your name yet.
Yan Qian Qiu.
I don't know what you look like yet.
We'll find out later.
The men I have contacted most in my life are Su Lao and Xiao Su. Every day, the shopkeeper Su is calculating how much money the room bought, how much clothes and jewelry the proprietress Su bought, and how the salary of another stupid man was reduced from two pieces of silver to one and a half yuan. As soon as the shopkeeper Su opened his mouth, Confucius said: My fair lady, a gentleman is good. People like Yan, in addition to helping the strong and the weak, have only heard storytellers in teahouses, flying over the eaves and walking over the walls, coming and going without a trace.
When the plum blossom fairy comes, it is a blessing or a curse.
If you want blood, don't go.
The milky color of the pork ribs and taro soup cooked by Mrs. Su suddenly turned red. I gave a scream and the bowl fell to the ground.
See you next month. Are you okay?
Nothing, godmother. The soup on the ground is still milky white, and my left arm suddenly hurts. The red plum blossom birthmark seems to radiate bloodthirsty light. I think I have to make one thing clear. My mother must be hiding something from me, which has something to do with the red plum blossom birthmark on my shoulder. The mysterious Yan and Tang Shuangxiu, who claim to know what's going on in the world, came to more than just a simple trip.
Opposite Longfeng Inn, open for business. It turns out that the coquettish flower shop owner always greets guests with a smile. As soon as she saw me, she immediately pulled longer than a horse's face.
Yo, what brings the little fly here?
This flower girl doesn't like me at ordinary times, and the smell of wine is not afraid of the deep alley. The rice wine mixed with water in her inn can't compare with the mileage in the full moon building. So his rice wine was all mixed with water into his man's stomach, and his stomach ached badly in the middle of the night, so he had to see a doctor and spend a sum of money.
Flower Niang, I'm not here to quarrel today, but to find someone.
The guest is waiting for you in room one. Flower Niang gave me a hard stare. You little fly wouldn't have come into my shop if the guests hadn't been generous.
It turned out that Tang Shuangxiu knew I would come to him, and this man had the ability to leave a big impression on me. The moment I opened the door, all my admiration turned into birds in the sky, and the whoosh disappeared. The person in front said amitabha first, holding the beads in the cassock.
Sorry, abbot, I went to the wrong door.
Please stay, benefactor Lin. I have been waiting for you for a long time.
Abbot, I will never become a monk or get a haircut. Are you looking for the wrong person?
This patroness, I want to tell you a story. After listening to this story, it is not too late for you to decide whether to go or not.
I immediately retreated to the door. The old monk has a wide network of contacts. If he wants to be bad to me, I'll immediately shout indecent assault and see where his face goes.
Who are you? How did you know I was a woman?
The old monk smiled. I know more than you think!
I want to hear more about it.
The old monk went to the window, where it had just stopped raining, and the street was wet and refined. Sue small shopkeeper that worthless figure still absently looking at the door of the restaurant dream girl, the old monk sighed, that was more than 30 years ago.
Thirty years ago, before I became a monk, my concubine in the north made a living by selling firewood. At that time, there was a blacksmith in the city, and his sword was very sharp, so many Jianghu knights came here to buy his sword. He's just not satisfied. His wish is to forge a unique sword in the world. Every day when I send him firewood, he will leave me half a pot of wine. Once he went to his blacksmith's shop, he was very happy and bought more pots of knives. He said that he found an ancient scroll that recorded the method of practicing samadhi.
Samadhi is really hot? I opened my eyes wide. Isn't that what storytellers do?
Not bad. It is said in ancient books that if Samadhi true fire and goddess are used to fill the sky stone, plus a pious and delicate heart, you can build the most powerful sword in the world and bury the heavenly sword.
Isn't the goddess of mending heaven a legend?
Patriarch, these many legends are not groundless. If there is no goddess to repair the stone in the sky, it just happened that a woman was killed halfway. Women's fairy clothes are fluttering and graceful, and dry wood and fire soon give birth to feelings. They fell in love and became relatives. It's just that if the woman is an ordinary woman, she can find the goddess who fills the sky. Blame the blacksmith for a moment, and spill the beans for a moment. The first Excalibur in the world has not been made yet, and everyone in the Jianghu knows it.
Who the hell is that woman?
The plum blossom fairy has come. Is it a blessing or a curse? The old monk shook his head, closed his eyes and said amitabha.
What does she have to do with me? Tang Shuangxiu always calls me Plum Blossom Fairy. Is that woman my past life? Although I feel ridiculous in my heart and the plum blossom birthmark on my shoulder can also be interpreted as coincidence, I vaguely feel that my comfortable life has come to an end and a huge conspiracy is approaching quietly.
If you want blood, don't go.
As soon as I tossed my head, the old monk spread out his palm, only to feel that the peach stone necklace was safely held in his hand as soon as his neck was cold.
What a plum blossom fairy. The old monk shook his head, leaving you in this world can only bring trouble to innocent people.
What do you mean? I don't understand! I am anxious to get my necklace back. No sooner had I touched the sleeve of the old monk than I was thrown to the ground. A force grabbed my neck and dragged me into the air. The old monk has a kind expression and kills without blinking an eye.
Help-the word "help" is squeezed out of the jaws.
Baby, don't blame the old woman for being cruel. If you have any questions, ask your mother after you die. If she had regretted it, she shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place.
Empty city
I really thought I was going to die this time. My eyes are pink. I saw the moon and fireflies on Taoshan Mountain in taoyuan village. I saw my mother, as beautiful as spring flowers in March, watching me practice my sword in front of the stone house. She is full of worries and vicissitudes. I saw it the first time I saw Mrs. Su. She held out a warm hand and smiled to wipe the dust off my face. I saw Yan, and my body fell softly in his arms.
A second before I completely lost my consciousness, I was still wondering why I saw the man named Yan. I didn't know until I woke up that I was really lying in his arms. He held me in his arms and strode out of the city as if someone as heavy as me was just an embroidered pillow.
Where are you taking me? ! I struggled to jump out of his arms neatly.
Leave this room and go to a place where no one has found it.
What about my godmother and them?
Sue, the old shopkeeper, always gives the wrong change in a muddle. Sue, the shopkeeper, hasn't married the girl she likes, and my foster mother is old. If I leave, who will pull out the white hair for her old man who loves beauty as much as life?
Yan ignored me and just dragged me forward like a walking corpse. When I was angry, I took off his hat. When the black veil fell to the ground, I immediately held my breath. At this second, even a little wind is disturbing. I thought he had a scarred face, so I wore a veil to cover up his ugliness, but I didn't expect to cover up his handsome face.
I was really excited, so I helped him put on his hat and walked back. I'm confused. Maybe he knew I was a stubborn person, so he followed helplessly. This town is so quiet that there is not even a dog in sunny days and during the day. My heart is pounding, the door of the full moon building is wide open, and the tea on the table is still foggy. The whole hall is dead. My footsteps are the only color.
Keep the change, it's already empty.
Tang Shuangxiu's voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the lobby. I was surprised and hid behind Yan.
He drank an altar of thyme by himself and pointed to an unsigned letter on the table.
Yan sighed slightly from behind. I opened the letter, which contained Mrs. Su's hairpin.
See yue-see:
If you want to save the whole town, please heartbreak people.
What is the relationship between the red plum blossom birthmark on Lin and the plum blossom fairy? Who is the old monk who tried to kill her? Who is this heartbroken man who took the whole town away? Mysteries are as brilliant as mysterious plum blossoms. The talented woman Shui Qianmo will dedicate to your most touching ancient Xianxia novel. Please look forward to the next issue of "Flowers flying over the Swing"). Bring back scrolls and goddess mending stones before the full moon on August 15.