Alternative Jianghu Adventures

Facing Shang Yue'er's innocent eyes, Xia Yun was stunned for a while, because no one had ever treated her like this in the first half of her life.The old man, known as the master in name, also ran out every three days. When he came back, he brought some money to Xia Yun and practiced a new martial arts move. By the way, he guided the only apprentice so that he would not go crazy or starve to death on the street.

Xia Yun is like a weed exposed to the wind and sun outside. He grew up eating the food of his neighbors, but all the families are poor.Ever since she learned "Lingboweibu", she has always sneaked into the street to steal rich people's things and distribute them to everyone. She has never encountered such a thing of being fed food.

She did a somersault in the air, landed steadily from the wall, and jumped in front of Yue'er in two or three steps. She got close to her in a wicked way. A pair of black and white eyes can see the truth and falsehood.

It wasn't until Yue'er blushed unconsciously that Xia Yun laughed, and reached out to wipe the sugar stains from the corners of Yue'er's mouth.

I wanted to rub the little girl's head with my hands, but suddenly found that Yue'er was half a head taller than me, the outstretched hand paused in the air, then turned to rest on Yue'er's shoulder, and without any guilt, put the sticky His right hand was wiped clean from front to back.

"Master, I brought it to you because I saw that you hadn't eaten it. I can keep this kind of food for myself. Anyway, I can buy it anytime." Xia Yun smiled.

Well, as long as you have money, you can buy anything.

Xia Yun rolled her eyes, she was still an eight-year-old child after all, the little thoughts hidden in her heart finally couldn't hold back, she reached out and snatched the pouch that Yue'er was wearing, and looked into it carelessly, "It's so beautiful My wallet, let my sister see how much pocket money is in it?"

Xia Yun poked inside, but there was nothing there, only a moon-white round jade pendant was placed inside, her enthusiasm was cut by half immediately, she turned the jade pendant upside down in her hand, and said with a frown, "What the hell is this?" Hey, it's not a good idea to hold silver in a good purse, but I want to hold this crap."

Naturally, Xia Yun the soil turtle does not know that this bluish-white jade pendant with the word "Joe" printed on it is made of high-quality Hetian jade. From her limited knowledge, it is at best a low-quality one sold in the grass market. Jade pendants, the cheapest ones are ten cents each, and are specially sold to those poor scholars who love vanity and say nonsense like "Zhihu Zheye" in front of illiterate peasants.

"My mother gave it to me, don't take it away!" Yue'er snatched the jade pendant from Xia Yun's hand angrily, and stuffed it back into her purse, "My mother said, this is a token left by my father, and it cannot be taken away." Give it to anyone else."

"Tch, I don't care much about my sister!" Xia Yun curled her lips, and her eyes shot privately in the empty courtyard except for Yue'er.

Strange to say, this was the second time she had come in in broad daylight.

There are not many rich families in this generation, and Yue'er is the first decent mansion.But there is not even a plaque in front of the door, and there are no servants in groups that are often drawn in the scriptures. It seems that there is only Yue'er in Nuo Da's courtyard, even if Xia Yun has never seen the rich family.

No matter what kind of soil turtle is in the compound, he knows that this is absolutely wrong.

One must know that there are seven or eight people in the Wang family butcher who is so poor that she lives next to the small broken house!

"You are the only one in your family?" Xia Yun asked puzzled.

"There are also mother and housekeeper," Yue'er counted with her fingers, "Mother and housekeeper always come back at night and go out in the morning. Before they leave, they always lock the door and tell me not to go out. The talking old grandma would only unlock it at meal times and come in to bring me meals, and when I lived here in the early years, my wife taught me to read and write... Other than that, there was no one else.”

After hearing Yue'er's story, Xia Yun attributed it to the eccentricity of the big family and didn't think much about it. Guessing that it was already past noon for lunch, Xia Yun came up with a plan and went to Yue'er and whispered, "Hey, it's a long time before noon. There are still two or three hours before your meal, do you want to go out and play?"

"Eh?" Yue'er didn't realize it, half of the candied haws was still bulging in her cheeks, she looked surprised, "Out, out?"

"Well, I'll take you out!" Xia Yun nodded heavily, and said with a smile, "There are so many fun and delicious food outside! Such as fried white sausage, jujube cake, Double Ninth cake, clove chaos, fried eel noodles, steamed cakes, Shortbread, three fresh noodles, silver cold pottery...it's much better than candied osmanthus cake!"

As soon as Xia Yun reported the name of a snack, Yue'er's eyes lit up, and she suddenly felt that the candied haws that she had just raved about were tasteless.

Xia Yun strikes while the iron is hot, "Let's go! Take me to the place where your silver is kept!"

"why?"

"You're stupid! How can you buy things without money!" Xia Yun stood on tiptoe and couldn't help tapping Yue'er's head, pushing and looking into the room, "Let's go, let my sister take a good look around you Home. My sister has never lived in such a big yard since she grew up!"

It is easy to find a place to put money.

The entire mansion is in a square layout, facing the Vermillion Bird in the front, leaning on the Black Tortoise in the back, the Azure Dragon on the left, and the White Tiger on the right. The house facing west and east belongs to Yue'er. All the treasures were not kept in the main house, but placed in the lowest room facing east from west.

When Xia Yun pushed the door, because there was no one living there, it was a newly built house, after all, there was no scene of dust rushing in when the door was pushed open, but a few particles dancing up and down under the sunlight still made her hit a few times in a row. sneeze.

The square cash box was stacked neatly in the corner of the room, and the chain was not even connected. Xia Yun was useless even with the iron bar to unlock it.

The moment Xia Yun saw the cash box, he jumped on it like a money fanatic. At the beginning, he kept putting money into all the containers that could be carried, until finally Xia Yun, who had filled less than half of the money box, was really unable to take it with him. I'm not willing to put down part of the silver taels.

She thought that she could come to pick it up at any time anyway, but before she left, her eyes still glanced at the side room where the money was kept from time to time.

The most painful thing in the world is having money but not being able to take it all.

Xia Yun, who was only eight years old, realized at this moment that many poor people spend their entire lives unable to understand the pain of the rich.

Xia Yun took Yue'er all the way across the field ridges and arrived at the market road in the center of the capital.

Xia Yun's lightness kung fu is very fast, even walking on the muddy ground with a person is just a breeze, not even leaving any shoe prints.

Although it won't reach the point of "walking on the snow without a trace", at least it can reach the point of not disturbing the birds and beasts.I don't know how good the martial arts are, but the lightness of this kick is enough to save her life in a duel with second-rate masters.Looking at the 42 counties of Kyushu, counting the age up to 15 years old, there are very few younger generations who can match.

Xia Yun put his internal energy on his right arm, held Yue'er by the collar—Yue'er was a head taller than her, and looked nondescript—put Yue'er on the ground like a chicken, and clapped his hands Hui, who does not exist, put his hands on his hips and coaxed, "How about it, it's amazing!"

However, Xia Yun did not get Yue'er's support.

Yue'er's eyes stared blankly at the crowded market.The smell of sweat, the smell of meat,

The smell of fat and powder is mixed together to form a unique pyrotechnic gas that blows away the scent of green grass in the suburban fields, and various small vendors shouted endlessly——

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"Delicious meat buns, no meat, no money, little girl, do you want to try it?"

"A fine silver hairpin from the Western Regions, according to my aunt, it's quite suitable for you, why don't you wear it?"

"This is the butterfly stone incense produced by the Miao people in southern Xinjiang. Look how good it smells. Do you want to try it?"

"..."

Shiliu was dragged by Xia Yun to shuttle through the surging crowd, bumping into several passers-by one after another, before Shiliu had time to apologize, he was dragged away in a hurry.

Xia Yun held the candied haws that Shiliu gave her in his mouth, gnawed two of them within a few steps, and finally pulled Shiliu to a stop in front of a butcher shop.

A bull was drawn crookedly on the greasy tattered white cloth, and it was tied to the wooden stake of the stall like this. The word "meat" was drawn with a brush on the place next to the bull, exuding a strong bloody smell together with the stall. .

"Hello, Uncle Niu, we meet again." Xia Yun grinned at the stall owner.

Niu Er, the butcher, put a machete on the chopping board. He wore a blood-stained dark bunt and his face was full of savage flesh, showing a savage air. Seeing Xia Yun approaching, he widened his eyes and said in a rough voice. , "You stinky girl with white stripes, you dare to come here? I bought meat with a total of five taels of silver from me three months ago, and I agreed to pay the money in three days, but now it's just showing up! Pay me back the money!"

Xia Yun was taken aback by Niu Er's aura, and couldn't help taking a few steps back, took out the silver taels from his pocket, and said with an apologetic smile, "It's not that you don't know that I don't have a lot of money recently? Look, isn't this Did you get the money?"

Niu Er counted the money, feeling a little surprised, he didn't expect Xia Yun, this brat, to actually have the money to pay back, could it be a fake?

As if seeing through Niu Er's doubts, Xia Yun patted his chest, "It's absolutely true. When did I, Xia Yun, backtrack?"

...Aren't you turning back less frequently?

Hearing Xia Yun's familiar bragging tone, Shiliu couldn't help but roll his eyes blankly.

"The extra money counts as the meat I bought this time." Xia Yun didn't give Niu Er a chance to answer the conversation, and said to himself, "Two catties of high-quality lean meat, and two pig's trotters to take away, with pepper and cinnamon Pickled, sesame brown sugar soup base, plus five kinds of aromatherapy of osmanthus, lotus, pear, peach, and plum—is there any?"

Shiliu was listening, dumbfounded, how could such a weird thing exist?What a strange smell it really is!Isn't this difficult for the strong?

Unexpectedly, Niu Er raised his eyebrows, and his "ferocious" face was a little more surprised, "Yes, but it seems that you have made a lot of money this time, and you are willing to buy such an expensive product!"

Xia Yun chuckled, showing two small canine teeth, hooking Shiliu's neck, narrowing his eyes, "Good luck, if you meet someone who takes advantage of you, please stop talking nonsense and just pack things up."

Niu Er raised his machete, shouted, and cut off the part Xia Yun wanted from the upside-down pig with the delicacy of a butcher cutting a cow, took out a few sheets of greased paper from the cabinet under him, and handed it to Xia Yun—— The whole process was done in one go, and Xia Yun didn't even finish eating a candied haws.

"Thank you, Uncle Niu!" Xia Yun took the package, glanced inside inadvertently, and saw a small bulge in the interlayer between the meat and the meat—it turned out to be a small porcelain bottle mixed with flesh and blood!

Leaving the butcher shop, Shiliu watched curiously as Xia Yun took out the porcelain bottle, wiped off the blood stains two or three times and put it in his arms, he couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

Xia Yun smiled mysteriously, "Have you ever heard a nursery rhyme?"

"What nursery rhyme?"

"Little chipmunk, stealing candlesticks, ran from east to west, from north to south, from house to house; ran and ran, to the river, saw old cows eating tender grass; grasshoppers jumped, flew on the grass, jumped to the moss stone slabs; board piles, branches broke, birds flew surprise from the sky;

Dive into the water and catch the fish; the cat on the shore watches behind the snake..."

While speaking, four or five children clapped their hands, hummed an unknown tune, jumped up and down and bumped into Shiliu's body and ran away like a loach.

This is the most widely sung nursery rhyme in the 42 counties of Kyushu.

"That's it." Xia Yun spit out a fruit core casually, "You should have sung it when you were young, right?"

Sixteen nodded, "But what does this have to do with what I asked?"

"Rats scurry around, with footprints all over the 42 counties of Kyushu. It is an organization similar to an escort agency in the Jianghu. It usually does the work of passing messages for people, but if it is a small item that is carried with you, it can also risk your life to help you send it to the destination; This cow eats grass, and what it eats is actually Baicao. It is a mobile place of Baicaotang - it sells ointments for traumatic injuries on weekdays. '."

Sixteen was taken aback by what Xia Yun said.

"The sentence about the grasshopper jumping on the stone slab, the slate refers to the best material, and the wooden branch is the sword... This refers to the famous weapon guild 'Wood and Stone League'; birds, fish, and cats correspond to the three worlds of sea, land and air, meaning to go up There is no news that Qiongbi has fallen into the underworld. This group of people does not know that it is the well-known intelligence agency 'Fengge' in the Jianghu.'”

Xia Yun pointed casually, and saw a grasshopper standing on a stone slab engraved on the signboard of a shop selling cloth, "Here, a weapon seller."

And next to the cloth shop is a small shop selling jewelry. A stone cat is squatting on the stone slab on the ground, and a birdcage is hanging interestingly on the eaves. be cheerful.

"This is the Bee Pavilion." Xia Yun waved to the proprietress at the door of the Bee Pavilion, quickly threw a small cloth bag, and shouted, "Aunt Liang, I brought this from Nanjiang, good luck!" Earrings made of silk and silver, see if you like them!"

The woman known as Aunt Liang also caught the cloth bag with one hand, and when she opened it, her eyebrows and eyes were bent.

Shiliu was intimidated by Xia Yun's vast network of contacts, and his brain, which quickly absorbed Xia Yun's news, immediately realized that the painting on the white cloth of the butcher's shop just now was an old cow.

"Those who walk in the rivers and lakes, these are basic common sense, do you hear me?" Xia Yun squinted at Shiliu, who was almost fainted, and said with a smirk, "Aren't you going to walk in the rivers and lakes? This is the first one I gave you, sister." class!"

Xia Yun took Shiliu along the street slowly, saying hello to acquaintances from time to time, and finally stopped in front of an inn

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The thick black ink on the wooden plaque made of pear wood engraved several vigorous and powerful characters, showing a free and easy spirit.

"Pleasure Inn."

Sixteen was shocked by the word, and unconsciously read it.

Here Xia Yun stepped into the inn with his sixteen front feet, and the street they passed by just now was still full of people.

Aunt Liang from the jewelry shop took out a few taels of silver from the cloth bag that Xia Yun threw to her. On the inside of the cloth bag, there was a line written in small letters, "A merchant who sells jewelry, the lady was killed, check the authenticity."

"This girl wants Boss Qian to help her write again!" Aunt Liang smiled helplessly and shook her head, "Can't you learn by yourself?"

And not far on the other side.

A child ran up to the grandfather of the sugar seller, wiped his nose and pointed at the biggest mouse-shaped sugar man.

I saw the mouse stepping on the oil lamp, with its tail raised high, with a cheerful expression, and it seemed to be alive.

"Grandpa, I want that sugar man—" the child's voice was soft and soft.

Unexpectedly, the old man just chuckled, "It's been a long time since this candy figurine, how about I draw a new mouse for you?"

"Okay", the child nodded, and with a twist of his finger, he pointed to the candied haws sticks that were placed next to the booth, hesitating for a moment, "I still want this..."

"The one who draws sugar figurines also sells candied haws?"

Obviously not the voice of a child.

"This is my old lady's business... The old lady went home to make lunch, so she left it to me, an old man, to take care of it."

The old man smiled, took a spoon full of malt syrup, and drew a little mouse without an oil lamp with ease. He had just sent the child away when he heard the cold male voice from above his head, "...I want this Mouse, can you sell it?"

The old man looked up, and saw a man wearing a half-mask wearing a plain robe, his brows and eyes were like swords, and the exposed eyes were indescribably cold. He said unhurriedly, "Where does the young man want the mice to run?"

"I'm not going anywhere," the visitor glanced at the candied haws placed next to the old man, "I'm a trustworthy person."

"Is the sun going over the mountains?" The old man didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Come across the bridge in the shade." The visitor immediately responded with a signal.

The old man slowly took out a letter from the small cabinet under the syrup, and handed it to the person, "Two qian silver, the person who went to pay has already paid, welcome... next time to patronize."

The visitor strode away and unfolded the letter paper, only to see that there was only one line written in the delicate handwriting on it:

"The target is dead, there are hundreds of pursuers, let's disperse and hide for the time being, and wait for everyone to gather as planned."

The man raised his head, and the paper in his hand instantly turned into dust, scattered with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

The author has something to say: ... Well, I don't know why I can, take the time to code this chapter...

Then, um, so many words before I knew it...