The woman in colorful clothes was sitting at a table. Yaowan brought a bowl of minced pork noodles from the side. When she put it down, she pinched her ears with both hands. After a few oohs, she said, "It's burned to death, it's burned to death."
The woman in colorful clothes couldn't help covering her mouth and burst into laughter. Her voice was as intoxicating as wind chimes, and she joked: "I didn't expect that the big thief Yaowu would even cook his own noodles."
Yaowan took out a pair of chopsticks from the bamboo tube, rubbed the two chopsticks, and then handed them to the woman in Caiyi. The woman in Caiyi took the chopsticks, so Yaowuan took another pair for himself, holding the noodles while urging Caiwan.
The girl in clothes hurriedly ate the noodles: "Eat, eat, eat. When I was a child, my master was away all the time, so I always went to an old woman's house to eat. This is what she later taught me."
The woman in colorful clothes held the chopsticks, looked at the noodles in the bowl, smelled the refreshing aroma, looked up at Yaowuan, and asked, "What about you?"
Yao Wang naturally understood what the woman in colorful clothes was asking, why he suddenly appeared, and how to answer it? Yao Wang could only smile and said: "I, the thief bone has a bad habit, he can't stay out at night
I have to take a walk outside before I can fall asleep.”
The woman in colorful clothes covered her mouth again and chuckled: "Hmph, it's really interesting. The heroes and robbers people call themselves are thieves."
After Yaowan finished sucking the noodles out of a chopstick, he waved the hand holding the chopstick and said: "A thief is a thief. No matter if he steals a few pennies or a priceless treasure, the sin is the same."
The woman in colorful clothes unveiled her veil without any hesitation. She had long, thin eyebrows, unruffled eyes, a straight nose, thin lips, and a pointed chin. The hand holding the chopsticks was green and white jade.
Normally, the mouth is open with white teeth. Even thieves who have seen countless beauties were dumbfounded and kept their mouths open for a long time without speaking.
Seeing Yao Wang staring at her, the woman in colorful clothes blushed slightly, lowered her voice and asked, "Is there something wrong with my face?"
"Madam, madam, madam... Bah, what's going on?" Yaowuan took a deep breath, "Madam, madam, too, you're so beautiful."
The woman in colorful clothes couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle again, her eyes curled up, as pure as a cardamom girl, and she joked again: "It's good to look good, just look at it, don't look like that, I won't be able to eat."
Yaowan suddenly turned into a white shadow and jumped out of the door, but in a few snaps of his fingers another white shadow appeared in its original position. Seeing him heaving a sigh of relief, he said: "Much better."
The woman in colorful clothes stood there stunned, also surprised, but soon she shook her head and no longer paid attention to Yaowu's body skills. She stared at Yaowuan, whose hair covered the left half of his body.
She has a face, and the exposed eye is a bit mean-spirited, but in terms of appearance, it is pretty and lively.
The woman in colorful clothes was a little curious and asked: "I've always heard that Bai Ying's left eye has never been exposed. Does your eye have an eye disease?"
Yaowan stopped eating noodles and looked at the woman in colorful clothes. His exposed right eye was bright for a moment, then he pretended to be confused and said: "No, no, no, my eyes are normal. This doesn't look like me.
Such a handsome man, if only one eye was exposed, he would look even more mysterious and handsome, and even more heroic."
The woman in colorful clothes put down her chopsticks and held her face with both hands, like a girl looking at the person she likes. There was an infinite smile on her face and eyes, and she said with a bit of shyness in her voice: "Then let me take a look. Anyway, you
He also stared at me for so long."
I thought Yaowan would agree to the beauty's plea, but Yaowuan started sucking and eating the noodles again and refused: "No, I still think it looks better if I only show one eye."
The woman in colorful clothes pouted, took up the chopsticks again, picked up the noodles, and said unhappily: "A grown man can still be so stinky."
It was past midnight, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Yaowan accompanied the woman in colorful clothes but didn’t know where she was going. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, and from time to time he would peek at the piano case behind the woman in colorful clothes. That’s it.
There is a world-famous sword hidden in such a dilapidated piano case, the ghost cry among the three.
He originally thought that the person holding the knife was either a man with tiger eyes and a beard even more ferocious than the Fire Rider, or an old woman with gray hair and an ugly face.
Yaowan asked: "I've always been curious. The last time I saw you, it was said that this knife did come from Taohua Temple..."
The woman in colorful clothes frowned slightly and asked: "The last time we met? You mean when you had a fierce fight with the Water and Fire Cavalry? Did we talk at that time?"
Yaowuan also frowned, and suddenly he patted his head, forgetting what he had done. Then Yaowuan rubbed the back of his head and grinned, "Don't forget, I am a thief.
The number one thief. Don’t tell me where your knife comes from, even if you wear it today..."
Yaowan suddenly covered his mouth with both hands, and peeked at the woman in color to see how she would react. The woman in color was not angry, but instead touched her lips with the knuckle of her right index finger, smiled slightly, and said: "Sure enough, men are all
Lewd.”
Seeing that the woman in colorful clothes was not angry, Yaowu felt relieved. He still showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you are lustful. There must be a beautiful woman from heaven to make you lustful."
The woman in colorful clothes frowned slightly and suddenly asked: "So, as long as you look like a fairy, you will marry a man even if he has a heart like a snake or a scorpion?"
Yaowan also frowned and thought for a while, then replied: "This? I've never been married, so I don't know."
Hearing Yaowan's words, the woman in colorful clothes looked slightly lonely. After being quiet for a long time, she asked: "Are you not a man?"
"Yes, of course I am. If I could let go of the world, and you are like this, if my heart is really like a snake and a scorpion, I will marry you home." After saying this, the two fell silent again, and Yaowu laughed and said, "Just kidding, just kidding."
La, how could I let go of Jianghu, right?"
The woman in colorful clothes didn't mind Yao Cai's joke. She just shook her head and said, "I don't understand why everyone goes into the world thinking that they are heroes with their swords."
But Yaowu waved his hand and said: "That's because people in the world don't understand chivalrous people. A chivalrous person is true to his word and is polite and kind to others. He uses his weak body to help the world's injustice, and uses his weak heart to preach the great righteousness of the world. What those people think
, He is just a knight-errant who establishes his strength, creates prestige and blessings, and establishes personal relationships to establish himself as a powerful person in the world."
Hearing that this unruly thief suddenly became serious, the woman in colorful clothes was a little uncomfortable, but she still had a smile in her eyes and said jokingly: "Wow, the big thief Yaowu understands Xia so well, I admire him so much."
Yaowan raised his head and looked at the position of the moon and said, "Well, it's late at night. I'll take you to the inn where you live and I should leave. It's not good for a man and a woman to be alone in the dead of night."
The woman in colorful clothes suddenly stopped, looked into Yaowan's eyes, and finally shook her head and said: "Then you go back, I won't sleep late at night."
Yaowan was confused and asked: "Ah? You don't sleep at night?"
The woman in colorful clothes nodded, waved to Yaowan again, and said, "Then you go, I'll go too."
After saying that, she made a leap under her feet and gradually disappeared into the dark night.
Yaowu stood there in a daze, thinking about the picture he just wanted to get.
An incredible face, so delicate and exquisite, a face that makes people admire. Yaowan sighed and said with emotion: "If a wife can do this, what more can a husband ask for? Don't think about it anymore, go back to sleep."
Back at the inn, Leng Buyu took a letter and gave it to Yaowuan: "Take a look, this is a letter from the whistle here in Hansu City about the famous sword Ghost Cry."
Hearing the content of the letter, Yaowuan was quite excited. He took the letter and opened it while saying: "Gui Cry? Did you mention the girl in colorful clothes who carries Gui Cry on her back?"
Leng Buyu was a little puzzled by Yao Wang's abnormal behavior, and ignored it. His voice was still cold and calm, and said: "The owner of Ghost Cry mentioned it a little bit, and you just went out for a trip. Why are you so excited when you come back?"
When Yaowuan heard this, he was suddenly confused. He chuckled, waved his hand, and said, "No, I'll take a look first, and you can clean your sword."
Yaowu opened the letter, and it read: The black sword Ghost Cry is a demon sword. When it was cast, the bodies of the dead were used as firewood, and the blood of living people was used as water. After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of reincarnation, the sword first became a disaster for the Liang Kingdom.
, the ghost cried and disappeared. In the early years of the Dragon Emperor, rogues dug a black knife in the swamp of the old Liang Kingdom. They presented it to the emperor. The Dragon Emperor thought that the demon knife was unknown and ordered it to be destroyed. In the 20th year of the Dragon Emperor, the famous craftsman Qingfeng Zizhong, the uncle of the Dragon Emperor,
Forging a demon sword. The blood of thirty boys and girls was sacrificed to the sword ancestor...
Yaowu held the letter, his hand trembling slightly, and said, "What kind of sword is this? It's so harmful to the country and the people."
Leng Buyu shook his head and said: "Perhaps you don't know how obsessed that Qingfengzi is with forging knives and swords. The sword in the hands of the Dragon Emperor was also made by him. Although the sword was good, it was still not as good as the famous swords at that time.
God cries, so it is a pity. You will have a good show if you keep watching."
It took ten years for the sword to be completed, tempered with the blood of fifteen virgins and the blood of twenty mothers and infants. When the sword was completed, a baby's cry was heard in the imperial city, and the world knew about Qing Fengzi's evil deeds. The Dragon Emperor broke his uncle's chariot to comfort the deceased,
The demon sword is missing.
Yaowan looked at the content of the letter and remained silent for a long time. After a cup of tea, he reached out and filled himself a glass of water. He raised the cup and put it to his mouth, but he couldn't drink it. He put it down.
Cup, said angrily: "It's too vicious..."
The cold response remained the same, he said: "Let you look down."
Two hundred years ago, the demon sword appeared in the world. It was difficult for famous officials to defeat thirty heroes in the world. When the sword was unsheathed, you could hear the sound of a baby crying, which made people feel like they were standing in front of the gate of hell and heard ghosts crying at night. This is why the name was chosen.
Ghost Cry, later a famous craftsman made a famous sword named Ye Cry.
Yaowu held the letter in his left hand, biting his right thumb in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Is it difficult to write? Why don't I remember this person?"
Leng Buyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Yaowu, and asked: "How many people do you know who died two hundred years ago?"
Yaowan sighed, pretending to be sad and said: "The hero laments his old age. What's even more terrible is that five people have known him for a hundred years. It's really sad."
"Also, let me tell you, I heard that this book is difficult to read. It was just a weak scholar who aspired to gain fame, but later he became a ghost and changed his mind. Maybe there are undead souls in the sword, and it may not be able to control the mind of the person holding the sword."
Leng Buyu saw Yaowu frowning at this moment and was worried, so he changed the topic and asked: "You just went out in a hurry, how come you feel like you have picked up gold when you come back?"
When Leng Buyu suddenly asked this question, Yaowuan panicked and grinned without saying anything. This time, Leng Buyu frowned. Seeing that Yaowuan refused to say anything, he simply pulled out the black
The broken army sword. Yaowu took a breath of cold air, touched the back of his head, sighed, and then became energetic and said: "My fair lady, a gentleman is so brave."