A piece of paper

The muscular, short man in the carriage had a big mouth and two bulging eyes.

Qiao Hui is very familiar.

A fierce general under the command of Marquis Ning Yuan, he has an unattractive appearance and average skills, but he is more loyal and risk-free.

Huang Shenjiang, who was huddled in the carriage, trembled all over. He opened his mouth and smiled like a baby fish: "If I said that I got in the wrong carriage, would you believe it, Marquis Zhongwu?"

Qiao Hui turned sideways and looked back, his eyes as dark as water under a moonlit night.

Zhou Yiwu trembled unconsciously: "I, I, I don't know why he is here." Facing Huang Shenjiang, his voice was sharp: "Get out of here! Get out!"

Huang Shen shrugged his shoulders, immediately frowned, and prepared to go out.

Qiao Hui raised his long arm and placed it on the frame of the car. He accurately blocked General Huang's path and blew two long and one short whistles towards the roof. After a while, two mute guards in black appeared in front of him. .

Qiao Hui casually put his two fingers forward, and the mute guard followed the order and left.

Qiao Hui took three steps back, just in time to retreat to the pale and frightened Zhou Yiwu, and lowered his voice: "You know who they are, right? They were all pirates before. They used coercion and inducement, killed people and skinned them, gouged out their eyes and ripped their mouths. They were omnipotent. , must be called Huang Shenjiang, who vomits everything clean."

Qiao Hui's voice, originally hoarse and dark, but now deliberately lowered, was like a dark shadow slowly climbing up the wall in the middle of the night.

Zhou Yiwu shuddered: "He, you. If you interrogate him, interrogate me, I, my house is here, I'm going in."

Qiao Hui held out a sword flower with one hand and gently hooked the corner of Zhou Yiwu's clothes: "Cousin, don't leave yet." The sword pointed at the tea shop not far away: "I'll treat my cousin to a cup of ginger honey water—— Qiao Hui smiled softly: "I promise it will taste better than the cup my cousin gave me."

Zhou Yiwu wanted to cry, but she didn't dare. The edge of the sword was pressed against the corner of her clothes. When she moved a little, she could only hear the random sound of the fabric "Zrazra".

She suddenly regretted why she had coaxed Qiao Hui into this alley where no one was walking. She had completely forgotten that she had chosen this narrow alley in front of her house, just to sneak Qiao Hui into the dark alley without anyone noticing. From the corner door, move into the home.
A tea shop not far away served two cups of ginger honey water.

Qiao Hui covered a cup with his big palm, brought it to Zhou Yiwu, and said succinctly: "Drink."

Zhou Yiwu's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he looked at the tight curtains of the carriage hidden in the alley and the occasional swaying shaft. When the shaft moved, Zhou Yiwu's figure also moved. About half an hour later, the shadow got down from the car and walked to the tea shop table. Zhou Yiwu couldn't help but start to tremble all over.

The black shadow gestured, and Qiao Hui calmly read it, his eyes casually scanning Zhou Yiwu.

Zhou Yiwu covered his face in embarrassment.

Qiao Hui chuckled casually, as if tearing off her fig leaf, throwing her remaining self-esteem to the ground like a joke and trampling on it.

She really wanted to die.

Qiao Hui tapped his knuckles on the table and stood up slowly: "Throw the third girl into the carriage, ask someone to knock on the door of Ningyuan Hou's Mansion, and tell her aunt that the third girl and Huang Shen will be in love, and the orphan and the widow are hiding in the house. It's inappropriate to be in the carriage. Please ask my aunt to take the third sister home."

Zhou Yiwu was startled. He was about to lift his legs and run out, but found that his legs were so soft and spongy that he couldn't move at all!
"Cousin, what did you do!" Zhou Yiwu could still speak, but his voice was sharp and miserable.

Qiao Hui walked out without looking back: "I told you, this bowl of ginger honey water tastes better than yours."

The numbness gradually spread from Zhou Yiwu's feet upwards, and he could no longer move his waist, hands, and shoulders!

The numbness of the limbs came as expected, but the overwhelming fear jumped and pierced the back of the head.

The emperor's close ministers! Young talents! How could the cousin who was like an immortal secretly sprinkle medicine in the water while he was bringing her water? ? ? How could such a graceful person do such a despicable thing!

How could my cousin, who had always been so charming and frank, turn into such a vicious and cruel person overnight? ?

Zhou Yiwu whimpered in horror and struggled hard, but couldn't feel his hands and feet.

The dumb guards around Qiao Hui came to hold her up one by one.

Fear made Zhou Yiwu try his best to use the parts she could still move - her voice was fierce and sharp: "Cousin, let me go! Let me go! If you don't let me go, He Xianjin's life will be worse than death!"

Qiao Hui’s back paused.

Zhou Yiwu was overjoyed, leaning stiffly and awkwardly against the mute guard. Seeing that his words were effective, he said quickly: "Cousin, please let me go, and I'll tell you where He Xianjin is now! Just wait a little longer." Yiwu wanted to laugh, but couldn't move the lines on his face: "Then it's really hopeless."

After Qiao Hui paused for a moment, he raised his right hand casually, alternating his two fingers back and forth, looking casual and casual: "Tear off her clothes and throw them into the carriage."

After saying a few words, Qiao Hui walked out quickly.

Time goes back two hours.

Midsummer afternoons always make people sweat profusely.

Shunyifang and Jiqingfang are not far apart, but the territory of the capital is much larger than Jingxian or Xuancheng.

Xian Jin, who had been walking for a long time, wiped the sweat from his forehead, rested his hands on the blue brick wall, and squinted at the bright white sun in the northeast.

The waiter beside him put his hands on his belly and said with a smile: "Are you tired? Why don't you sit on the stall and eat cold locust leaves to cool down?"

Xian Jin waved his hand: "Let's go, try to see all two suitable shops today. When it gets dark, many details will not be visible."

For example, the lighting in the main room, the wood of the furniture, the neatness of the stacking of bricks and tiles, and most importantly, the flow of people during the day.

The store clerk smiled and nodded: "You are really hardworking." Then he began to lead the way to the south: "The next house is not far away, about three miles away. When we get there, let's sit down and drink water, and take a rest. Look at the shop.”

The store clerk looked back and asked casually, "Why didn't the male boss who came with you yesterday come today?" He was talking about Qiqiqi.

Xianjin nodded: "He has something to do." - He went to help Guanshi Zhong's son buy the most fashionable enlightenment teachings in the capital.

It's rare for people to ask for leave, and they will definitely get approval for showing off their money.

The housekeeper nodded and led the way while chatting: "It's really not easy for a girl like you to go from Jing County to the capital to do business - there are only a handful of female bosses in our capital. Zhen from Dexiang House Boss, Miss Luo Ji, please take this path."

The housekeeper smiled and changed the subject: "Are you coming to the capital alone?"

Xian Jin casually looked at the vendors on the street and the surrounding environment, and shook his head: "I came here with my father."

The housekeeper's heart thumped: "Your Majesty, who is your Majesty? A candidate for a scholarship? A Jinshi? An official who has passed the imperial examination? A wealthy businessman from South Zhili?"

Xianjin looked at the long gowns passing by on the street and the restaurant owners in Sanbuyi Store, and shook his head absently: "None of them, he is just a jobber."

The store clerk was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled flatteringly and exaggeratedly: "You are so funny!".

The steps of the housekeeper quickened, and it took only ten minutes to reach the three-mile road. What came into view was a three-entry house in a deep alley. The courtyard was large enough, with a shop in the front and a house in the back. The shop was designed to show gold. The long and wide hall has three floors. The wood of the beams and window lattice is deep and elegant. Although it is located deep in the alley, this shop is very suitable.

Xian Jin walked around the house several times and followed the store clerk into a den behind the shop.

"Although this room is small, it is very useful. It can store some durable goods and it is very convenient to repair the shelves." The shop assistant was still introducing, but the voice gradually became distant, and then there was a "clang". With a sound, the wooden door of the guard room closed from the outside and was locked.

Xian Jin raised his voice: "Brother Mao'er, what are you doing?"

The housekeeper named Brother Maoer bowed at the door to apologize and said with a smile: "I'm sorry! A girl from a wealthy family wants to plot against you, and she gave too much! If you want to blame, just blame your usual routine. Just offend someone! I, Mao'er, am also a person who works hard to make money. If you have any use for me in the future in Sijiu City, please tell me that I'm sorry for you this time. I won't charge you to do it for you!"

After saying that, he stepped back until he could no longer see anyone.

Xianjin stood in front of the door with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, a figure came out of the darkness.

His face was covered with black cloth, but his eyes were eager to try.

Xianjin retreated calmly, loosened and tightened his hand, grabbed the red and blue dagger, and looked at the black shadow seriously and intently: "Open the door, maybe you can save your life."

The black shadow laughed "Jie Jie Jie" and hunched up into a ball. He was thin and wretched. He was definitely not a member of the Lian family. He looked like a street kid who had been picked up temporarily from the street.

"The little girl is pretty!" Black Shadow rubbed his hands together excitedly: "You came to me thinking you were some fat girl or ugly girl! I would rather do this business without money!"

"Little lady, look! There's a big bed in this room!"

As he spoke, he smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Xian Jin's shoulder.

His pale and feeble hands had just touched the golden coat.

But I heard "咻——" "咻——" two arrows shot out of the air from the east and west directions, piercing through the window made of oil paper with great rhythm, and an arrow pierced the black shadow. From the forehead, one shot penetrated the shadow's left chest!

The arrow has no flesh and no blood to splash.

Xian Jin looked at the black figure with an expressionless face and his eyes suddenly widened. After a moment, his pupils were dilated than bean blossoms.

Silly X.

Fortunately, there is a bigger bed.

You will soon be enjoying a huge tomb.

Xianjin bent down and pulled off the black cloth covering the shadow's face, and after sniffing his nose, he saw clearly that the shadow had buck teeth, chin, and pits on its face. It looked as ugly as a toad: Damn, he looks like this. Do you look like you dare to hang out on the streets? Do you still dare to take this kind of order? It's really a worthy death.

Xian Jin calmly took out the dagger, tilted his head to split the lock on the door through the crack in the door, and pushed the door open.

As soon as he turned the corner, he saw Qiao Hui trotting in in a hurry.

After Qiao Hui glanced at Xian Jin up and down, he hugged Xian Jin into his arms and said solemnly: "Coral Archery ranks first all year round. Your accuracy is excellent, so don't be afraid."

Xian Jin was wrapped in the man's overwhelming fragrance of cold pine. After hugging him with his backhand, he smoothed the man's back bit by bit: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not afraid."

The first time it hit my eyes, I was still shaking a little.

The second time I slit someone's throat, I had nightmares for a few days.

This time, she didn't want to say anything except "he deserves it."

See, even if it involves killing people and seeing blood, it is still a matter of being born once, familiar twice, and three times four times, just like brothers.

Xianjin in turn comforted Qiao Hui in a low voice: "Brother Hualou's aim is good, and the other one's aim is also good, one hits the center of the eyebrow, and the other pierces the heart."

Qiao Hui frowned: "Two people? Two arrows?" (End of this chapter)