Chapter 16 Chapter 15: The Mysterious Couple in the Corner

Ximen Chuuxue has never blown snow before, no matter where the snow falls, he will not blow it, probably no one in this world can blow snow. What Ximen Chuuxue blew was blood. The blood of his sword, the blood of his enemies. The water in the basin is still warm, with the aroma of gardenias. Ximen Chuuxue had thoroughly washed every inch of his body. Right now he's changing his hair, trimming his nails. He has already prepared a brand new set of clothes for himself, from the underwear socks to the outer gown are all white, as white as snow. He had even fasted for three days, eating only the purest and simplest food and pure water.

Because he thinks what he is going to do now is the most sacred and holy thing. He is going to kill. Zhuangyuan Restaurant is the largest restaurant in this place, with the best business, the most people, the busiest and noisiest.Especially in "Fankou". "Fankou" means when everyone wants to eat. Now it's time for dinner, the champion upstairs was noisy like a big pot of sugar-fried chestnuts.It was as lively as a big pot of assorted dishes, but now it suddenly became quiet. Because two people came up the stairs. The first person to come up was a wildly beautiful big girl, healthy and strong, full of elasticity and wildness all over her body, but also so wild that she looked terribly beautiful.

Such a woman should have attracted a lot of attention, no matter where she appeared. But today was different, the people in this restaurant didn't seem to even look at her. Because the second person who came up caught everyone's eyes in an instant. This person's face was pale, thin, indifferent and proud, and he was dressed in white clothes like snow. This person seemed to carry a cold air that was colder than ice and snow, which could freeze everyone's voice and smile. Of course, these two people are Sikong Zhaixing and Beef Soup. No matter where Sikong Zhaixing appears, he won't be noticed, he doesn't like being noticed at all.

He just likes to do what he wants to do quietly without anyone noticing. What he wants to do is usually "stealing". How can a man who is always in the spotlight steal?How can you steal the king of the king? If a person who always attracts attention only steals, he will not appear in a brightly lit restaurant now, because he is already lying in a small, small and dark prison cell, hoping to Tomorrow morning there would be a little sunlight coming in through the little window high above the ground, so that he could catch bugs and lice. A man who professed to be very experienced in this field once said that if you have only two or three lice on your body, they will bite you so badly that they will itch to death.But if there are two to three hundred lice on your body, no matter how they bite, you will not itch, even if they all bite hard, you will not even feel itchy at all.

Do you believe it or not? Was Sikong Zhaixing originally a person who attracted attention?No one knows, because no one has seen his original appearance. Everyone only knows that no matter where he usually appears, he always looks like a grandpa who doesn't care for his grandma. Even if he kneels down and begs someone to take a look at him, no one will. But today is different. Today he is not one of those annoying, poor people who don't even bother to look at him, and today he is not Sikong Zhaixing. Today he can even say that he is not a human being, because today he is Ximen Chuuxue.

In heaven and earth, the unique Ximen Chuuxue. Heaven and earth, a unique sword. The sword is in the waist, like an arrow in the string. Before the age of thirty, Ximen Chuuxue's sword was always hung obliquely on his back, tied on his back with a very ingenious and practical knot, and that strange-looking long and narrow black sheath. Because he felt that only this method of saber could keep his movements at the most sensitive state, and also allow him to draw his sword the fastest. Now "sensitivity" and "fastness" are no longer what he pays attention to. In this, he is completely beyond, beyond himself, beyond the sword.

Beyond his own limits, beyond the limits of the sword. "Transcending" is by no means an easy task, let alone easy, no matter what you want to surpass, you must pay a price. Quite a price to pay. Taking a bath, changing clothes, binding hair, trimming nails, such things as Ximen Chuuxue would never do. Famous celebrities, famous prostitutes, and famous women of various identities may all be the ones who do this kind of thing for him, but he doesn't do it himself. Because he is a nobleman among men, a god among swords. Lu Xiaofeng even said: "Ximen Chuuxue is not human at all."

What everyone likes, he doesn't like, what everyone does, he doesn't do. He seemed to be far away from the world, his sword had cut him off from the world. He himself would have preferred it. Unexpectedly, he still "met", met a girl, met a girl who made him have to return to the world. No one can avoid this kind of thing, not even Ximen Chuuxue. So he also did some "human" things-meeting, falling in love, getting married, getting married, and having children. He even, he actually has human feelings. So he almost lost, almost died, and defeat means death. In the battle of "Night of the Full Moon, Top of the Forbidden City", he almost died under the "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky" of Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City.

Ximen Chuuxue can die, but he cannot be defeated. Ximen Chuuxue's sword will never be defeated, and will surely become one of the legends of mankind. This is what he must maintain, because it is not only his responsibility, but also his destiny. So he must be "fascinated" again, the god of swords. So he must be separated from others. So after his wife gave birth, after the woman he loved the most gave birth to his only blood, he separated from them. That's the price he paid. Ximen Chuuxue put on his sword silently, and walked out of the narrow door that only belonged to him.

No matter where this door is, it belongs to him, and belongs to him alone. Because he is Ximen Chuuxue. Because this door is the door of life and death. There is a bright moon outside the door. Sikong Zhaixing was already calling Lai. The clerk in the store has been standing respectfully and straightly by the side waiting for him to order. Although he is standing straight, his legs are still trembling a little. But after he called Lai, the chap changed a little. The dish that Sikong Zhaixing wants is—— "A plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of boiled tofu, two boiled eggs, two steamed buns, and a pot of water."

In this world, there are countless stores in towns and villages in cities, restaurants, noodle shops and small restaurants that sell wine and food in every place, let alone the number of guys in these buildings and shops. The only thing we can be sure of is that no matter where you are, no matter what kind of shop you are in, no matter what kind of guy you are, when you hear that a customer can order such a few "dishes", his face will change , it is strange that it does not change. The guy in the Zhuangyuan Building, looking at Sikong Zhaixing's expression now, is like a playboy suddenly discovering that he is an eunuch.And he was an eunuch with a woman by his side. Although Beef Soup's expression wasn't so surprised, it wasn't so miserable, and it wasn't too bad. She couldn't help asking Sikong Zhaixing: "What did you order for us to eat just now?" "Are you deaf?" "I'm not." "I called something just now, didn't you hear?" "I heard it." Miss Niu said, "I'm just a little skeptical." "What do you suspect?" "I doubt you." Niu Niutang said, "I doubt you are the king of stealing kings who spend money like water." "Oh?" "It is said that although the thief king never steals valuables, he has more money than anyone else." "why?" "Because he stole things that others asked him to steal." Niu Niu Tang said: "And no matter who wants to ask him to steal things, he has to pay a lot of money. It is said that once he stole a piece of money for one person." Toilet, that person actually gave him 50,000 taels." She asked King Sikong Thief: "Is there such a thing?" Sikong Zhaixing sighed: "If there is a beautiful and cute little girl who must say that there is such a thing, how can I say no?" Beef Soup laughed. Her smile looked neither like cow, nor like meat, nor like soup. If someone must say that she looks like a bowl of soup when she smiles, then this bowl of soup is definitely not beef soup, but a bowl of very sweet lotus seed and lotus soup with red dates. "If he can earn 50,000 taels by stealing a toilet, shouldn't this king of thieves be rich?" "should be!" "Wealthy people are usually relatively small people! This person is an exception." "Oh?" "What's more, he spends money just like Lu Xiaofeng, sometimes even faster than Lu Xiaofeng." "It's not a skill to be able to make money, it's a skill to be able to earn and spend money." Sikong Zhaixing said: "If you can spend it or not, you're a jerk, if you can earn it or not, you're a bastard!" Miss Niu smiled. "Being an asshole seems to be better than being a bastard!" "that's for sure!" "So you are a bastard," Miss Niu said, "You are neither a bastard who can spend but not earn, nor a thief who makes a lot of money. You are just a bastard who can make money but can't spend money. A The super big bastard." Sikong Zhaixing seemed to be dumbfounded by the scolding. He had never been scolded like this in his whole life. He is the king of stealing, just like Ximen Chuuxue is the sword god, just like Lu Xiaofeng is Lu Xiaofeng. For people like them, it is already polite not to scold others, so how can they let others scold them? Is this Miss Niu already drunk? "Are you drunk?" "I drink white water, how can white water make people drunk?" Miss Niu said, "I'm just wondering, how can a person who can earn 50,000 taels for just stealing a toilet be in a relationship with a good-looking and handsome man?" When the lovely woman eats dinner, she only calls Bai." "White?" "White vegetables, white tofu, white steamed buns, white water." Miss Niu sighed: "In my opinion, that dishonest and honest monk must eat better than you." "why?" "If you only eat this kind of food, how can you have the strength to give birth to a young monk!" Sikong Zhaixing didn't smile, but sighed. "Now I know why that Lu Xiaoji likes you." Sikong said, "Your tone of voice is almost as if you were cast in the same mold as him." "Is he Lu Sandan or Lu Xiaoji?" "Both." Sikong Zaixing said, "Sometimes he is also Lu Xiaoniao and Lu Xiaogou." "I understand what Lu Xiaoniao means, he really does fly like a bird." "Humph!" "But I don't understand Lu Xiaogou." Miss Niu asked, "Why would someone call him Lu Xiaogou?" "Because his nose is sharper than a dog's, he can smell a pile of poop eight thousand miles away." Miss Niu wanted to laugh, but she held back and stared at Sikong Zhaixing for a long time with a straight face. "What about you? Are you Sikong Zhaixing, or are you eating shit all over the place?" Sikong was stunned, "How could I be eating shit all over the floor?" Miss Niu certainly has her reasons. "All over the place is to Sikong, and picking stars is to eating shit. You can match every word." Miss Niu said, "Besides, the things you eat are not much better than shit." "You were wrong this time." Sikong was not angry: "I ordered these things to eat only because I am not Sikong Zhaixing at all now." "Then who are you now?" "Ximen Chuuxue." Sikong said: "It's also very good to treat Ximen all over the ground, and eat shit to Chuuxue." "That's pretty damn good," one said. "Good enough to eat a lot of shit and get stabbed." There is a table in the corner of the restaurant, sitting a couple, they are very old, the husband is thin and dry, the wife is white and fat, the husband is sad, and the wife is smiling. There are many couples in this world like this. If the husband and wife are both enthusiastic about doing "one thing", the husband will always suffer a little bit. If the husband makes his wife happy, he will usually become thin and dry. Sallow and thin. The husband and his wife were originally sitting in a far corner, but suddenly, the sallow and emaciated husband was already sitting on the chair next to Sikong Zhaixing and Miss Niu. Those words about eating shit and being knifed were of course what he said. Of course, Sikong Zhaixing had to ask him: "Did you just say that I was going to be stabbed?" "yes." "Why should I be stabbed?" "Because you're not Ximen Chuuxue." The old man said, "If you were Ximen Chuuxue, I'd be eating shit all over the floor." Sikong Zhaixing was stunned again. The old man was sitting far away, and the voice of him talking to the beef soup could not even be heard at the table next to him.The old man heard it. Who is this old man? If Sikong Zaixing knew who this old man was, he would faint immediately. ——Heaven and earth, what could make Sikong Zhaixing faint?