After several spring rains, the water in the stream rose by several poles.
The girl squatted beside the stream and washed her face with clean stream water.
From time to time he looked at the man sitting on the stone.
Li Pingan took the erhu and played it leisurely.
It's rainy in the south, and it rained almost half of the days Li Ping'an came.
No wonder the literati who come here can always write some sad words about spring and autumn.
With this weather, it's strange that I'm in a good mood.
The girl rubbed her feet and took a break.
Because she knew that there was still a long way to go.
"Eat something."
Li Pingan put away his erhu and handed the cake in his hand to the girl.
The girl thanked her and started eating in small bites.
After eating, he hid the remaining small piece in his arms.
Li Ping'an asked curiously: "Why are you hiding it? We have enough food."
The girl said, "I'm used to it."
When they are in Liuyue Pavilion, let these abducted girls use all their means to entertain the guests.
If the target is not met, they will not be given food and will be locked up in a dark room.
The girl developed this habit and secretly hid some on her body when she had food to eat.
After being locked up in a small dark room, it won't be so uncomfortable.
"How old are you this year?"
"Thirteen."
Li Ping'an was silent, it was smaller than he had guessed.
"Where is your home?"
"Ningjiang."
"What do parents do?"
"Dad is an official."
Along the way, the girl was a little cautious.
But after walking for a while, we gradually became familiar with each other.
"Uncle, what do you do?"
The girl stepped on the dirt road with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
"Me?" Li Pingan smiled lightly, "I am a killer."
"Killer?"
"Just use money to do things." Li Ping'an explained.
"Whether...good or bad?" the girl wondered.
Li Ping'an hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes, we'll do the work if you give me the money."
The girl lowered her head, "At that time... the person who arrested me said that he also used money to do things. Uncle, if bad guys give you money, will you help them?"
"It's hard to say." Li Ping'an said casually, "Is it good or bad to divide the money?"
After a day's journey, the night was dark.
The rain suddenly started again, and fortunately a farmhouse appeared in front.
The farmhouse has been abandoned for many years.
It looks like a small mound, with grass about half a person's height covered all around.
Walking into the farmhouse, Li Pingan lit a fire.
The food was roasted by the fire.
Li Pingan picked up a piece of baked potato and blew on it with his mouth.
The ashes floated to the fire like a cloud of mist.
The girl took a small bite and looked satisfied.
"Old Niu, where's the miso?"
Lao Niu took out a big bottle.
Li Pingan took a spoonful of sauce and said, "Try this."
The girl blinked and took another breath.
The sauce looks very unsightly, but it tastes very delicious.
Then he smiled sweetly and said, "It's delicious. Where did you buy this sauce?"
Lao Niu smiled proudly, this was all done by Niu Niu.
Lao Niu set up the pot and prepared to make a pot of hot soup.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
The old wooden door made a creaking sound.
A young man wearing white clothes, with a cold face and a sword on his waist walked in.
Immediately, four more people rushed in behind the young man.
"Excuse me, it's raining outside. Take shelter here." The young man's voice was low.
"Please." Li Ping'an said calmly.
The five people sat down opposite Li Pingan
The girl looked at them with some fear.
The east wind blew and drizzle came.
Waves of light thunder rang in my ears.
The cold young man stared at Li Ping'an's face, then looked at the girl.
"What a coincidence."
Li Ping'an smiled, "It's indeed a coincidence."
The first person to strike was the man on the far left.
He held a short knife in his hand and a wide belt around his waist.
It leapt over like a tiger, its blade bringing up a strong wind.
However, before he could hit Li Ping'an, a certain acupuncture point was pressed with a bamboo stick.
A light blow caused him to fall heavily to the ground.
One person wanted to overturn the iron pot.
The sword flashed past his wrist.
With a "click", the man's wrist had been cut off.
"ah!!"
The dim firelight flickered on and off, and the sound of wind was mixed with the sound of tinkling.
The flash of swords and shadows cut through the silence, and the air was so solid that it made people breathless.
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and now there were only two sounds in the house.
One is the sound of a knife cutting flesh.
The other was the sound of blood splashing, like the sound of wind.
The next second, all sounds disappeared.
Li Ping'an held a knife in his hand, like a crutch, supporting his body.
The whole body merged with the knife and stood in front of the girl.
Four corpses were lying on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood quickly spread.
The cold man held a long sword in his hand and stood in the darkness in a corner of the room.
Monk?
The two faced each other silently, waiting for the next opportunity to take action.
The girl did not scream in fear, but covered her mouth.
Huddled in the corner, trying not to cause trouble to Li Ping'an.
The wind blew the broken windows, opening and closing.
There was a loud noise, and the sound was not only harsh.
Suddenly everything went dark, and the fire in the room went out instantly.
It was pitch black and dead silence.
Apart from the sound of the wind, there was only the sound of blood pouring out.
The two of them struck at the same time, their swords intersecting and making a crisp sound.
There was a lingering sound, and both of them were fighting fast.
The girl huddled tightly, not daring to move.
It was only a moment, but it felt like it was like a year.
"Huh~"
With a gentle blow, the fire lit up again.
Li Ping'an's face appeared in the bright firelight.