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Chapter 13

The master and servant traveled from the south of the city to the north of the city by car.

Xiaoye was very excited along the way.While listening to her explanation, Mu Dianke silently observed the situation along the road, and suddenly saw a shop on the street full of people, with the word "Chen Ji" written on the door plaque, and asked: "Is this the delicious candied plum you said?" That family?"

Xiaoye swallowed her saliva, and said, "Yes, not only candied plums, but also honey hawthorn, and golden milk rolls are all very delicious."

Mu Dian laughed: "Then tell Ah Fu to stop, you can buy whatever you want, and I'll treat you."

Xiaoye excitedly said: "Really?" He did not forget the well digger when he drank water: "What does Miss San like to eat?"

Mu Dianke thought about it, and finally shook his head.When she was young, she loved the lotus cake and lotus seed dew made by Jin Lianyin herself the most.Later, he fled all the way to Mobei, and often couldn't even eat food, so he couldn't care less about snacks.

As time goes by, I don't have this habit anymore.

Xiaoye happily jumped out of the car.

Mu Dianke glanced at the long queue outside Chen Ji, told Ah Fu to drive the car to the side of the road, closed his eyes and carefully reviewed the terrain layout of the Liu family mansion.

While he was thinking, he heard the neighing of people outside the carriage, making a mess.

A heavy man's voice came: "Where is the little bastard who doesn't have long eyes, dare to run into my son."

Accompanied by the sound of cursing, there was a loud whip sound, followed by a screaming female voice.

Mu Dian felt that male voice was familiar, and remembered that this person was someone close to Liu Shaotong.

On the day Qin Emei hosted the Xinghua Banquet, he showed up to report to Liu Shaotong, because Mu Dian was very impressed with him because of a finger-wide scar on his forehead.

Mu Dianke raised his hand and pulled the car curtain aside.

I saw Liu Shaotong dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, sitting on a white horse with the reins in his hands, with an arrogant expression and impatience in his eyes.

Kneeling in front of the horse's hooves was a woman who was over fifty years old, her face was wrinkled by wind and frost, she looked like a poor and hardworking person, she lay on the ground and kowtowed non-stop: "My lord, please spare us."

On the ground behind the woman was a little boy about seven or eight years old. He had fine features, but his face was very pale, and his thin lips were tightly pursed without a trace of blood.The clothes on the back were torn apart by the whip, and the blurred flesh and blood could be vaguely seen inside.

The boy got up from the ground and hurriedly pulled his grandmother, his clear and innocent eyes were full of humiliating tears.

The man with the scar was full of anger, and shouted: "Little bastard, how dare you be unconvinced!" Turning around behind the child, he raised his hand and gave another whip.

Mu Dianke frowned slightly, and saw a wooden stick whizzing towards the man with the wind, and hit the scarred man's chest with a "slap", the stick trembled and buzzed, showing the strength of it.

The scarred man let out a scream, and was shaken by the force so that he fell off his horse and fell to the ground.

As soon as the wooden stick hit it, it flew back along the way it came. The speed was so fast that only a double image could be seen.

Mu Dianke raised his eyes and saw a handsome young man standing outside the crowd. He was dressed in a loose green shirt, with a lazy expression and an unrestrained and unrestrained air all over his body.

With one finger, the man firmly grasped the hovering wooden stick.

In the entire rivers and lakes, there are no more than five people who can use this stick technique.

Mu Dianke thought for a while, and quickly determined the identity of this person: Han Yiluo, the proud disciple of Li Shufang, the head of Nanshan.This person is a heroic man, unconstrained by etiquette, and is famous for his one-handed stickmanship. He ranks second on the list of top ten rookies posted by Tianji Pavilion.

The scarred man put his hands on the ground, moved his body, but couldn't get up, and cursed angrily, "Which bastard plotted against me?"

Han Yiluo smiled instead of anger, and asked, "Who is the dog scolding?"

"scold you!"

The crowd of onlookers burst into laughter.

The scarred man's face was extremely ugly, he couldn't stand up because he was suffering, and glared at Han Yiluo with an angry face.

Seeing a flash of light, Liu Shaotong flew up, the long sword in his hand was as fast as lightning, and pierced Han Yiluo's face.

Han Yiluo tilted his head, leaned his body sideways, picked and pressed the wooden stick in his hand, and blocked the long sword in Liu Shaotong's hand.

Liu Shaotong's white powdered face became even more hostile. He took a step back, pulled the sword away from the entanglement of the wooden stick, flipped his wrist, and thrust out a sword from his armpit, pointing directly at Han Yiluo's lower abdomen.

Han Yiluo praised: "My little friend's swordsmanship is so fast!" The long stick in his hand followed the sound, blocking this strange move.

When Liu Shaotong heard Han Yinuo calling him a kid, he felt even more annoyed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

With a smile on his face, Han Yiluo swayed the long stick in his hand freely, unleashing several tricks in an instant, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Star Picking Sword? Are you the youngest son of the Liu family?"

Liu Shaotong said coldly: "You know who I am, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy? I can still leave your whole body."

Han Yiluo laughed loudly, glanced at the crowd, and said, "It's really interesting that this kid actually asked me to kneel down for him."

Suddenly intensifying the attack, a long stick danced vigorously, chopping down, sweeping across, stabbing obliquely, and the moves were extremely powerful.Liu Shaotong was forced to retreat again and again.

Mu Dianke subconsciously glanced at the crowd.

Where Han Yiluo's eyes fell, there was a tall and straight young man standing.She was dressed in a silver-white brocade robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a nose as straight as a peak.He obviously has an outstanding appearance, but his temper is very peaceful, and his light is dimly suppressed.Just like a treasured sword hides its sharp edge in a box, the sun and the moon are hidden in the clouds, hidden but not revealed.

Mu Dianke had seen countless people in his life, but it was the first time he saw such a demeanor, and he was slightly taken aback.The man in brocade robe walked up to the child and the old woman, helped them up, and squatted down to check the child's injuries.

As soon as the man's fingers touched the little boy's back, the little boy ran away in shock, clutching the corner of the grandmother's clothes, his pale face was full of vigilance and uneasiness.

Mu Dianke Gujing Wulan's heart trembled slightly, as if he saw himself in the past through this child.

The year she escaped from Luoyang, she was exactly eight years old, about the same age as this child.Begging along the road, working for others, often eating this meal without another meal.

Later, she met a kind mother who gave her a padded jacket and food. After waking up, he found himself locked in a dirty and smelly room with a group of little girls. Only then did he realize that the mother was a godly woman who ran a brothel business. .

She pretended to be obedient to gain the trust of the godmother, and took a chance to overthrow the guards in the yard.

A dozen or so little girls fled together, inevitably there would be a big commotion, and the thugs from the brothel would be chasing them all over the street.Later, the little girls she escaped with five or six were rescued by a benevolent rich businessman. She thought she had met a good person, but later found out that the rich businessman had a habit of molesting girls. Color art is used for banquets and entertainment.

In the middle of the night, she brought a few brave girls, stunned the guard's mother, set fire to the courtyard, and escaped in the chaos.

Since then, she never dared to easily trust anyone who showed her kindness.Be alert to everything around you like a frightened bird, just like this child.

Mu Dianke was about to call Ah Fu to give some instructions, when Han Yiluo knocked Liu Shaotong's right hand on the tiger's mouth with a stick.

Liu Shaotong grunted in pain, loosened his fingers, and the long sword flew out of his hand, coming straight towards the car window.

Xiaoye squeezed out of the crowd with two paper bags in her arms, exclaimed when she saw this, and threw the paper bags out of her arms without thinking.

The tip of the sword was turned by the paper bag, and it was deeply inserted into the window frame.Plum snacks wrapped in kraft paper fell to the ground like rain.

Xiaoye looked at the candied plums rolling all over the floor, almost crying in frustration.

Seeing this, Han Yiluo laughed loudly: "The little girl is very skilled. I will pay you double in return."

Seeing him gloating, Xiaoye got angry and said angrily, "Who wants you to pay for it!" Seeing Ah Fu asking in the carriage in a panic, she remembered that Mu Dianke was still in the carriage, and went to the carriage Run: "Miss San, Miss San, are you okay?"

Liu Shaotong was on the list of famous swords at the age of 15. He was doted on by his parents at home and held by others outside. Over time, he developed a proud disposition.Now that Han Yiluo knocked out the sword in his hand in front of so many people, it was a huge insult to him.Seeing Han Yiluo turning his head to talk to Xiaoye, he didn't care about his demeanor, so he pulled out the dagger in his boot and stabbed it.

Han Yiluo turned back with a stick, and struck Liu Shaotong's wrist impartially, and the dagger in Liu Shaotong's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

After Han Yiluo finished the blow, he pushed out his wrist obliquely, and hit Liu Shaotong's chest with another stick.

Liu Shaotong suffered from the pain, staggered back a few steps, and almost lost his footing.

The scar-faced man came forward to help him, but was pushed away by Liu Shaotong: "Go away! Useless thing!"

Then someone outside the crowd shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, Second Young Master Liu is here."

(End of this chapter)