Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 25 Murderous!
In a street-facing alley outside Biyuefang, it was deep and cold, dark and humid, and cockroaches and ants were rampant.

A decaying pavilion that has not been repaired for many years stands silently.

The building is full of smoke, hanging beams surround the roof, and the smell of medicine is pungent.

"Cough cough."

On the moldy and rotten mattress, there was a weak coughing sound. Looking at his weak and gray appearance, it seemed that he had been suffering from illness for a long time. If it wasn't for the beating sound of his heart, he really doubted that he was about to die, and his life would not be long.

There was a sound of trampling, and the eyes of the person on the bed were slightly opened, as if waking up from a dream.

A long-bearded middle-aged man dressed as a servant came from the mist and stood still in front of the bed. His eyes were dim, his sleeves flicked, and after throwing out a scroll, he whispered softly: "Kill this person."

The sick tuberculosis slowly turned his head, and then his pupils shrank suddenly, his heart was suffocated.

After a long silence, in the smoky moldy house, a hesitant voice suddenly sounded: "Are you going to rebel?"

The servant had no expression on his face, and said slowly, "Should I accept this job or not?"

The tuberculosis ghost turned his eyes around his face, and managed to force a smile: "Three baby pills."

Infant pills can help cultivators break through the Qingdan realm and step into the infant refining realm.

I have counted the whole Taikang, but I can't find a few.

The servant's eyes were sharp, as if he hadn't expected that the consumptive man dared to open his mouth like a lion, and he said sullenly: "Aren't you afraid of taking your life, and enjoying it if you don't?"

The tuberculosis ghost exhaled foul breath, ignored him, and just said to himself: "Floating people kill people, the price is always fair."

Not much to say, if you are willing to give, I dare to kill!

The servant's face was cloudy and cloudy, and there was a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

But in the end, he returned to indifference, and said in a dark voice: "I will give you one first, and after killing this person, I will bring my head to get the remaining two."

The sick tuberculosis seemed to know the rules, "Yes."

The servant snorted coldly, shook his sleeves and left.

A sandalwood box burst out of the mist with a whoosh, and the sick ghost suddenly got up, caught the wooden box with quick eyesight, and opened it with a snap.

A round golden pill the size of a soybean was lying quietly inside.

His eyes were hot, but he didn't swallow it right away. After re-sealing it, he put it in his bag.

Sit up again, pick up the scroll, and look at the person in the painting.

If it's not Yasukuni Prince Xia Houchun, who else is it?

On the right side of the portrait, there are two lines of poems hanging: "A nobleman from the Tian family sits on half a knee, why should he beheaded and acupoint his chest?"

The sick tuberculosis ghost's eyelids trembled, he took a deep breath, and muttered to himself: "These royal children, when they kill brothers and sisters, their methods are more ruthless than each other. But killing the crown prince is really not easy to do."

Immediately after he tidied it up, he moved like a cunning rabbit and meandered down like a swimming dragon, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, let alone lifeless.

After sniffing lightly with his nose, he found a direction and disappeared into the crowd.

If any of the neighbors in the neighborhood saw this scene, they would definitely curse angrily. The damn tuberculosis has cheated us for so many years.

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Biyuefang, a lantern riddle stand.

Xiao Jiyue happily accepted the brocade lantern.

She looked at the old stall owner with great interest, and hurriedly said: "Boss, boss, guess what next?"

Goatee smiled slyly and coughed twice, "Next, let's stop guessing word puzzles and read poetry instead!"

He pointed to a flawed white jade that glowed with pure white and weak light, "Follow the next five sentences, and you will get this jade."

There was a young man who was arty and flirtatious, and said disdainfully: "What kind of broken jade is worth five masterpieces from me?"

Someone seconded it, half probing and half sarcastically saying: "That's right, five more sentences? Is there something mysterious about your broken jade?"

The old stall owner chuckled, smacked his lips, and shouted, "Listen up!"

"What is the second line of 'Brocade quilt fragrance'?"

Everyone frowned slightly, and muttered that they had heard all the bad poems before, but Xiao Jiyue hummed twice, and blurted out without hesitation: "It's the sill bamboo knocking on the cold jade!"

She proudly said: "This is "Mandarin Duck Pillow with Clouds and Green" written by an official named Cai in the previous dynasty."

The poem is very biased and rarely circulated, but she happened to know it.

Surprised by the surrounding audience, the old stall owner nodded and said with a smile: "Not bad."

"Did you guess right? It seems that there are two tricks."

A woman was jealous of Xiao Jiyue. After looking at Xia Houchun, she deliberately said loudly: "It may be a hoodwink, who knows."

His companion had long been fascinated by Xiao Jiyue's fascination, and he immediately said in displeasure: "Try a word?"

The woman raised her eyebrows immediately: "You!"

After stroking his beard, the old stall owner continued to laugh and said, "The front couplet of 'Fly low and fly away'?"

"Mandarin ducks smash the shadow of apple blossoms!" Xiao Jiyue said proudly.

The old stall owner said leisurely: "A couplet where males and females accompany each other?"

Xiao Jiyue frowned and raised her eyebrows: "Shui Su Yun Fei has no fixed time".

This old guy, it seems that drunkards don't care about drinking.

She glanced at Xia Houchun, only to see him frowning slightly.

The old stall owner seemed to have his ears trembling, and suddenly smiled. After nodding, he said to Xia Houchun with a smile: "The beauty is by your side, can you, my lord, go hunting in Weicheng and show off your glory?"

Xia Houchun's pupils froze, he grabbed Xiao Jiyue's arm and walked away.

Xiao Jiyue exclaimed, and shouted: "My jade pendant!"

The stall owner pushed aside the crowd, "Go ahead!"

Talking about throwing the jade pendant to Xiao Jiyue, she smiled broadly and shouted: "Thank you, stall owner."

The two immediately disappeared into the crowd.

At the right time, a beggar hid himself in the crowd beside the stall.

The old stall owner stared at the beggar leaving, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, and then murmured to himself, unexpectedly all the three religions and nine streams gathered in Taikang, it really is a mixed bag, not very peaceful.

He completely forgot that he was also one of the Jiuliu.

On the other side, Liu Wenzhen was flustered by Xia Houchun's dignified face, and said nervously, "My lord, is there something wrong with the stall owner?"

Xiao Jiyue was also dissatisfied with his self-assessment, and snorted softly: "Why, seeing that I won Jindeng and Baoyu by guessing characters, are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, just say it, let's go heads-up!"

Xia Houchun didn't answer, but only asked: "What is the previous sentence of General Hunting Weicheng?"

Xiao Jiyue was startled when she heard the words, and subconsciously said: "The wind is strong and the horns are bowing."

She continued to mutter: "The grass is withered and the eagle's eyes are sick, but the snow is as light as a horse's hoof."

Er, she gasped, her eyes widened: "You mean, someone wants to kill us?"

There was a lot of people's voices in my ears, bustling, shoulder to shoulder, Xia Houchun's eyes sank, and he said: "No, they are already killing!"

Liu Wenzhen's face was ugly, and she said in shame: "This servant deserves to die, it's my servant's negligence!"

He didn't even feel the killing intent!
Xia Houchun took off Xiao Jiyue's cloak, took a simple sackcloth, and said to Liu Wenzhen in a low voice, "Let's go separately!"

Liu Wenzhen shook her head with a dignified face, "No, the young master's safety cannot be compromised, how can a slave and maidservant leave their duties without authorization?"

Xia Houchun thought so too, he didn't know the strength, identity, and cultivation skills of the person who came, so he couldn't mess up at this time.

At this moment, a faint glow passed by his ear.

At the same time, a crisp cracking sound sounded.

Xiao Jiyue exclaimed and fell into Xia Houchun's arms.

It turned out that the flawed jade won from the lantern riddle booth just now saved their lives.

Liu Wenzhen's figure disappeared in a flash, and a streak of blood splattered.

"Killer!!" A panicked high-pitched voice suddenly sounded.

The crowd immediately exploded and seemed to flee.

Xia Houchun held Xiao Jiyue's hand tightly, and Xiao Jiyue also curled up in his arms.

He pursed his lips and said nothing, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Strong magic power surged in his body, but it was useless.

I have only been in this world for a few days, and my house was ransacked and I was stabbed, so it's too dangerous.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a beggar hiding in the crowd.

I saw the other party grinning, and a figure flickered before disappearing again.

Killer!
The first thought that came to Xia Houchun's mind!
Someone hired a murderer to take his head!
(End of this chapter)