Chapter 4 Chapter 4: Assassination on the Street

In the early morning, the rising sun slantly shines on the grassland. The grassland is lush green, with dew on the tip of the leaves. The crystal dewdrops reflect the sunlight, shining like diamonds, bright and beautiful. A clear stream runs across the grass, against the green grass color, like a jade belt. There was a faint breeze blowing over her face, as if she was in a hot spring, warm and very comfortable. There were chirping birds, rustling branches and leaves, and rushing water in her ears. Miss Lan opened her eyes in a daze. , reached out and rubbed his eyes, then turned his eyes and began to look at the surrounding environment.

grassland. Why are you lying on the grass?Miss Lan stayed for a long time, and finally remembered what happened last night. She couldn't help being horrified, and jumped up and screamed: "Rat! There are mice! Jiang Xiaohu! Jiang Xiaohu—" After screaming for a long time, a sleepy voice finally came from behind the big stone on the left. "What is it called so early?" After hearing the sound, Miss Lan ran over, and after confirming that the half-asleep man behind the stone was her husband, she was overjoyed and pushed him desperately: "Get up, get up and watch!"

Jiang Xiaohu was still awake, turned over with his eyes closed, and muttered: "Who is it!" "It's me, I'm your wife!" "Wife?" Jiang Xiaohu was shaken tightly by her, so he had no choice but to open his eyes. After looking at her for a long time, he finally remembered that he already had a wife. After being punched and kicked a lot, I can't even sleep well now, "What's wrong?" Miss Lan panicked: "Didn't you see us sleeping here?" Jiang Xiaohu glanced around, wondering: "What's wrong?" "Of course it's wrong!" Miss Lan let go of him, stood up, her face turned pale, "I remember we obviously slept at your house last night, why did we come out of this city?"

Jiang Xiaohu didn't care: "It's been several years." It turns out that the rumors are true, the Jiang family really has ghosts!Miss Lan only felt a sudden chill rushing up her back, and her whole body felt chilly as if soaked in ice water. It's been a long time. She stammered and asked, "then... shall we go back tonight?" "That's my home, of course I have to go back," Jiang Xiaohu lay lazily on the ground with his hands on the back of his head, looking at her, "If you are afraid, you can go home instead of following me." Miss Lan was silent for a long time, she gritted her teeth: "I'm not afraid."

Jiang Xiaohu blinked: "Aren't you really afraid?" "I have martial arts, I can protect you," Miss Lan puffed her chest out, "You just need to sleep with me tonight, and you don't have to be afraid." Jiang Xiaohu was speechless. Miss Lan ignored his expression, thought carefully, and came up with an idea: "Why don't we sleep too soundly tonight, and figure out what's going on." Jiang Xiaohu watched her for a long time, then suddenly sighed: "Why do you insist on following me? You know, you don't like me at all." "Who said I don't like you?"

"Like me?" Jiang Xiaohu sat up abruptly, stared at her in surprise, opened his mouth wide enough to swallow an egg, it took him a long time to recover, and smiled bitterly, "Then I'm so blessed , Miss Lan, I haven't met you a few times at all, when did you fall in love with me?" Miss Lan was stunned, then blushed suddenly, and stared: "I won't tell you!" When this sentence comes out of a woman's mouth, there are usually only two situations. The first is that you are deliberately acting coquettish and angry to make you anxious, and the second is that you can't find a reason. If you are smarter, you should not ask.

江小湖没有问，喃喃念叨：“打是亲骂是爱，原来兰大小姐是喜欢我，所以才揍我？” "That's right," Miss Lan squatted down, smiling like a flower, "but you have to become more useful." Jiang Xiaohu nodded feebly: "Okay." Someone's stomach growled twice. Miss Lan happily pulled him to stand up: "I'll go to wash up first, and then we'll go back to the city for dinner, then buy some clothes and things, and the rest of the money will be used for your business." The clear stream is clean, and Miss Lan felt sorry for herself. When she was at home, she used the best rouge pollen daily, but now she has nothing.

After muttering and complaining for a long time, she turned around and called, "Jiang Xiaohu, come and wash soon." Jiang Xiaohu panicked: "I won't wash it." "What?" Miss Lan jumped up and stared, "How can you sleep with me at night if you don't wash your face? I don't want such a dirty husband!" "I just don't like to wash my face." As soon as he yelled this sentence, Jiang Xiaohu ran away when he realized the danger. Unfortunately, before he ran a few steps, his ear was caught by a slender hand. "How dare you not wash it!"

"I don't want to wash—" "No!" Miss Lan dragged him to the stream, pressed him to the ground, and poured water on him without any reason. "Don't stop!" Jiang Xiaohu yelled, tilting his head to dodge. Miss Lan got angry, grabbed him by the back of the collar and pulled him up, dipped her hands in water and wiped his face: "I'll see if you wash it or not!" The white and tender hands stroked the nose, eyes, and ears slowly and gently, and the touch felt very good. This kind of skin is already considered top-notch among men, but now it is covered with a layer of water. It is even more beautiful under the reflection, of course, except for those two bruises.

Miss Lan's eyes moved slightly, she suddenly blushed and threw him away, shouting: "I don't care about you, wash it yourself!" "Miss Lan, are you sure you can eat so many dishes?" "I like a lot of dishes." So Jiang Xiaohu stopped talking and ate hard. This is a well-known old shop, with top-quality abalone, top-quality bird's nest, and old-fashioned wine. It is difficult for ordinary people to patronize, so the useless Jiang Xiaohu is very special. It turned out that Jiang Xiaohu really married a beautiful wife!Everyone was whispering, someone pointed to the bruise on his face, showing sympathy, but unfortunately, it was a tigress.

Miss Lan felt a little uncomfortable and touched him: "Hey, you are more refined." "I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat next time." "I have silver, why don't I have to eat it?" "..." After dinner. "Treasurer, check out." Ever since the two of them came in to order, the shopkeeper never left his eyes on the table. Upon hearing this, he immediately reported the bill: "...the total is forty-eight taels." "What?!" Miss Lan lost her voice, "I eat these dishes every day, how can they be so expensive?" The face of the shopkeeper is not very good-looking, but his attitude is still polite: "Girl, just kidding, these are the signature dishes of the small shop. The price of the small shop has always been fair when doing business. Girls don't believe it. You can read the brand and the price tag. It's all written on it." The dishes you eat every day at home are so expensive outside?Miss Lan looked through the menu for half a day, and had to pay the bill obediently. When she walked out of the store, she only had more than fifty taels of silver left on her body. She began to worry about how much she could buy with this money. What about Jiang Xiaohu? In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaohu disappeared. "Jiang Xiaohu—Jiang Xiaohu—" Miss Lan was anxious and annoyed, calling out as she walked. She searched for several streets but did not see Jiang Xiaohu. There was a commotion, and people rushed out of the buildings on both sides of the street. It didn't take long for the street to be full of people. "The wind is light!" "Water City Lord has come out to purchase goods in person!" The wind is light?Could it be the young and promising Tianshui City Lord in the legend?Miss Lan was surprised and delighted, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​looking for Jiang Xiaohu, took a high ground in the crowd, and was ready to admire the demeanor of this legendary figure. From a distance, a neat team came. The team is not huge, it only consists of 20 or 30 people. However, no one dares to underestimate any of them, because everyone knows that Tianshui City Lord has four guards, eight water gods, twelve close attendants, three The sixteen killers are all rare masters in the Jianghu. Several carriages carried supplies, moving forward in an orderly manner, neither too fast nor too slow. The most striking thing is the spacious carriage in the middle. The ceiling is very delicate, like a canopy, inlaid with countless jewels and jade, and the four corners hang down lightly, but this gorgeous carriage has no walls, only a few white gauze curtains hanging down, which are occasionally lifted by the wind, and the figures in it are faintly visible . Who is inside, no one knows. There are four maids standing in each of the four corners of the tent, their toes are light on the crossbar, but they are as stable as Mount Tai, their expressions are calm, obviously they all have extremely high attainments in lightness kung fu, not to mention their appearance is very beautiful, delicate, charming, delicate, glamorous, They have different temperaments, and they are all dressed in white clothes of the same color. They sway slightly with the rhythm of the carriage, floating like a fairy. There was a "tsk tsk" sound of praise from the crowd, seeing that the team was about to pass. Sudden-- "Water and wind are light, take your life!" With a loud shout, a figure suddenly appeared from the upstairs next to him, with a cold light in his hand, like lightning, he stabbed straight at the person in the carriage. Everything happened unexpectedly, and everyone screamed and fled. The carriage didn't stop, and the people in the carriage didn't move. The four maids in the carriage didn't even look at this side. They still maintained their previous indifferent demeanor and stood tall, as if they didn't notice the master's danger at all. The tip of the sword was about to touch the gauze curtain, and the assassin was ecstatic. However, at the next moment, he was like an arrow that lost its strength halfway, and fell softly to the ground with a muffled sound. When he looked again, there was already a blood hole in his throat, and he didn't even have time to snort. The team still marched in an orderly manner, and everyone in it didn't change their faces, and it was impossible to see who made the move. No one pays attention to the losers on the ground. The Lord of Tianshui really lived up to his reputation, and even his subordinates were so powerful. Miss Lan looked enviously at the direction of the carriage, and suddenly a face appeared in front of her, blocking her view. "Who is the wife looking at?" "Jiang Xiaohu!" The carriage disappeared far away, and the crowd gradually dispersed. The corpse was lying alone in the middle of the street. He was in his thirties. Judging by his attire, he should be a professional assassin. He probably took money from someone to do the assassination. The scarlet blood was gurgling, and several criss-crossing rivers had formed on the ground. Miss Lan grabbed Jiang Xiaohu's hand tightly, her voice trembling: "He... is dead." Jiang Xiaohu was also trembling: "This person dares to stab Shui Fengqing, is he a lunatic?" "It's not a lunatic." Miss Lan thought for a while and calmed down. "He must be forced by life, or there is a reason for his last resort. Otherwise, even the most powerful killer would not dare to take this business rashly." Jiang Xiaohu nodded: "He is so pitiful." After looking at the corpse on the ground for a while, Miss Lan suddenly let him go, ran to the opposite side of the street, and stopped the shopkeeper of the coffin shop who was about to enter: "Can you help him collect the corpse?" The shopkeeper was impatient: "Girl, the business of the small shop is not easy now..." Miss Lan is not stupid: "How much money do you want, I will give it." "Twenty taels." "So much!" Looking at the remaining fifty taels of silver, Miss Lan was in a dilemma, should she give it?She hesitated, but unexpectedly a hand stretched out from the side, grabbed a piece of silver from her hand, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said with a smile: "Good shopkeeper, just accept him, it's a merit for you." The shopkeeper recognized him and smiled, "Jiang Xiaohu, so it's you." I've heard that this kid is a man who doesn't care about money, and he is recognized as having no conscience. Back then, when my family members died, he didn't even give a shit, but now he is willing to collect the corpses of people who have nothing to do with him. What a goddamn meritorious deed Well, it's God's shame that someone like him can survive. It's really unreasonable to marry such a beautiful and stupid wife now! Although he laughed at the bottom of his heart, but for the sake of money, he still nodded in response, and asked the shop assistant to carry the body away for embalming. Changxing cloth village. The shopkeeper was dozing off against the counter, but when he suddenly noticed a customer coming in, he hurriedly stood up and greeted the business with a smile, but when he saw the person behind him, he immediately became impatient: "Jiang Xiaohu, come here. What are you doing, do you want to make clothes too?" Jiang Xiaohu smiled lazily: "I won't buy it." "I knew you wouldn't buy it, go out!" "I don't buy it, but someone does." Hearing this, the shopkeeper looked the two of them up and down several times, and laughed: "Which girl from another building is she going to, willing to spend money to make clothes for you?" "I'm not a girl from a building, I'm his wife!" Miss Lan next to her couldn't help being angry, "I want to make clothes for him, can't I!" Encountering white robbery, the shopkeeper was dumbfounded. Hey, Jiang Xiaohu really married a wife? "Sell such rough satin? Those rough girls in my family don't wear it, it will definitely wear it out!" "This moon white gauze...it looks glamorous, but it's not delicate enough to touch, so it's not high-grade." "Xiu Yunluo is okay, but the color is not good." "..." The pile of cloth in front of him was getting higher and higher, and the mouth of the shopkeeper was getting wider and wider. Our Miss Lan Da still had a good taste, and she was obviously not very satisfied with these goods. Finally, the shopkeeper wiped off his sweat, and cruelly took out a piece of silver-red satin from the inner room: "The girl really knows the goods, this is the stuff of the small shop, and the goods from Qiyunzhuang in Jiangnan, if you don't buy them In the eyes of the old man, please go elsewhere." "You have this too!" Miss Lan came to her senses, her eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to stroke, "It's fine and soft, its color is like haze, it really is from Qiyun Village, how much is it?" "Fifty taels of silver per foot." "Fifty taels?" Miss Lan screamed, and slowly withdrew her hand. It took a long time before she asked in a low voice, "Is...is there any cheaper one?" The shopkeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood: "This embroidered cloud is not bad, it only costs thirty taels of silver per foot." "Is there any... uh, cheaper?" The voice was as small as a mosquito. cheaper?The shopkeeper glanced at her, his attitude suddenly became more arrogant, and he sneered: "You can't afford it, and you are so picky. If you buy clothes next time, girl, you may have to look for me before entering!" "you……" "It's been a long time for me!" The shopkeeper complained to himself, ignored her, and walked away with the cloth in his arms. Having never been humiliated like this before, Miss Lan couldn't say a word, she just stood there in a daze, her face turned red and white, tears were about to flow down. Jiang Xiaohu sighed and pulled her: "Let's go." Gritting her silver teeth, she shook off that hand resentfully, and walked out quickly. "Wife..." "Don't follow me!" "Let's go buy some lamp oil..." "What kind of lamp oil to buy!" Miss Lan turned around quickly, her eyes were red, she clenched her fists and greeted him, "How can my husband be so useless, it's all your fault!" While hiding, Jiang Xiaohu called out aggrievedly: "I'm useless in the first place, didn't you know that earlier?" Miss Lan was stunned, slowly retracted her fists, and bowed her head in silence. half a day. "It was my fault, I shouldn't have hit you." She raised her head suddenly, wiped her eyes, and smiled, "Don't be afraid, Xiaohu, let's make money now, as long as you make money, no one will dare to laugh at us from now on. " Encouraged by his wife, Jiang Xiaohu also felt high-spirited: "Okay." "I don't have much money here, only twenty taels left..." Before she finished speaking, Miss Lan froze, her face pale, "Oh no, the money is gone!" "Your jewelry!" Jiang Xiaohu exclaimed. "Jewelry?" Miss Lan immediately touched her head, and the hairpin jewelry on her head was gone. "Damn thief!" "The next time you ask me to meet you, you will definitely beat me to pieces!" "..." Except for the clothes and trousers, there is nothing valuable left in the whole body, even the jade pendant on the waist is gone. This blow is really not small, and compared to the previous embarrassment of the two, it is undoubtedly worse. Miss Lan walked up and down cursing for a long time, and finally calmed down. She didn't care about the dirt, and sat down on the stone steps next to her in desperation, then looked pitifully at Jiang Xiaohu: "We have no money, what should we do?" Jiang Xiaohu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly took out two ingots of silver from his bosom at this moment: "I have it." "Where did you come from?" Miss Lan jumped up with joy. "I pawned the golden hairpin from yesterday." "No wonder I didn't see you just now," Miss Lan suddenly thought of something, and then exclaimed, "That hairpin is a betrothal gift from your Jiang family, how can I take it!" Originally, he wanted to use it as capital to gamble a few more times, but Jiang Xiaohu didn't dare to say this sentence: "I'm afraid you don't have enough money." This time, Miss Lan only muttered for a while, but she finally sighed and stopped worrying about it. Things can be redeemed in the future, and money is the most important thing at the moment. "I seem to be hungry again." "Let's go eat first."