Chapter 33: Rain is rushing

In the summer in the south of the Yangtze River, rain comes suddenly. When Xia Houyi arrived in Huizhou Prefecture, he was just in time for rain. Fine raindrops pricked on the bluestone road, like dense pins. The Wupeng boat runs along the river in the water, and the bank is the white wall of Wuwa and the green willows and red rivers.
Wanchun Tower is on the bank of the river, and several of the paintings underneath are owned by his family. It can be said that it is the largest museum in Huizhou. During the day, they do n’t wait for guests, but they ca n’t let it go. The young boys on duty have to buy fresh vegetables, fruits, and fish, and the chef is busy making fresh cold dishes.
Xia Houyi is a young girl who is dedicated to serving the young lady Yueyu. She is not so heavy and sits under the porch and slacks.
Yue Nu is now the first-class scenery figure in Wanchun Tower, and she has to overtake Hua Kui's lady. Because she is about to marry Lu Qingcang, a veteran who recently returned to Yijin. Last month, Lu Qingcang came to the building to listen to Qu Er, and at first glance he saw the moon slave who helped Hua Kui to hold the piano. This is great luck. It was only a few months that Yuenu was sold into Wanchun Tower. At the age of thirteen, the buds have not yet opened, and she is learning to do miscellaneous things. She did not expect to be caught by Lu Qing at a glance. Cang fancy it.
It was something that girls in the building dreamed of when they were aunts in rich people. I didn't expect to be bumped into by such a little girl as Yue Nu. The girls did not show up on their faces, and secretly did not know how much sour words were spoken.
The 13-year-old girl doesn't know anything yet. She only knew that her father and mother should be sad to sell into the museum, but she didn't know that she should be happy to marry a 60-year-old general. Xia Houyi is for her newly bought Xiaoyi, who will follow her to marry into Lufu. The day before yesterday, the Lu family came to give gifts. In the lights, Yue Nu held up his small face with a big slap and asked Xia Houxi a low voice: "Xiao, are you afraid?"
What am I afraid of, it's you who should be afraid. Xia Hou thought dullly.
But it doesn't matter, Xia Houzhen will kill Lu Qingcang before he touches Moon Slaves, or be killed by him. All in all, this wedding night couldn't be done.
"If you have some spare time to worry about others, you might as well worry about yourself." A familiar voice came from behind him. Xia Houxi looked up and saw Qiu Ye slowly approaching.
He looks like a worm in Xia Houyun's stomach. Just look at Xia Houyun's face every time to know what he is thinking.
"Master Qiu, why are you here?"
"This time, I'm your scabbard. After you and your mother succeed, I will ambush people at the alley to break for you."
succeed? Xia Houzhen was a little faint. He assassinated three times and failed three times. Can it really work this time? Stomping the mud in the flint bricks with his feet, Xia Hou shouted, "Could you go and persuade my mother to let her not do this, I can do it alone. I can die as a big deal, can I be so forced? I ’m okay. If I die, then Lu Qingcang hacked her when she went out. The whole family died in Lufu. What a matter! "
"What your mother decided, ten horses couldn't pull back, I couldn't help it." Akiba knocked on the palm of his hand with the fan bone and shook his head.
"Yeah." Xia Hou sighed, the rain was getting lighter, and Huizhou City showed its face in the mist that was gradually dissipating, as if a thin veil had been lifted. The weather is good, and people should be happy, but Xia Houzhen's heart is pressed by something, and he can't relax quickly.
"Master," he said, looking at the blue sky, "Do you say why we have to do this work, is it interesting? Lu Qingcang is really old and unreasonable, and he wants to marry a little girl home when he is old. Half a life, the South retired from the pirates, the North refused the tile, the first son and the second son all died on the front line. Now it's hard to return to their hometown, thinking of being able to support them for many years. Now, let's kill Lu Qingcang, wouldn't we become sinners of Daqi? "
Akiba sat down and smiled. "Our little sister-in-law is a good man."
"Okay, I know. Garan's life must not be violated. I will complain."
"I shouldn't have told you this, but as long as you don't say it, it's no problem." Qiuye said, "Xiao Ye, do you know who is going to kill Lu Qingcang?"
"His enemies are hesitant. He killed and killed his whole life, and his opponents are bound to be everywhere."
"It's Wattay." Akiba said, "Twenty-eight tribes in Wattay each have one hundred cows and one hundred sheep, and only one head of Lu Qingcang has been replaced. The war has ended, and the court and tile have already been Reconciliation. Lu Qingcang is so old that he will never go to the battlefield again. Watay does not bring any benefit by doing so. But they did not forget the warriors who died on the battlefield and the warriors buried in Lu Qingcang. Even if their monarch forgets, those The woman who loses her husband will not forget, and the child who loses her father will not forget. This hatred can only be eliminated by Lu Qingcang's head. Xiaoying, do you say that Lu Qingcang should kill? "
Xiahou lingered for a long time before he said, "We can't raise so many cattle and sheep in the mountains."
"What's more, there is no right or wrong? There is a hundred generations of life. Yesterday's righteousness becomes today's righteousness, and today's righteousness is tomorrow's righteousness. Let me give you another example. The emperor Taizu rose up in the acres, and both parents He died in famine. But he became emperor, still taxed and carried out, the princes and nobles were high above him, and those who had been the traffickers in his past are still as cheap as dust. What he hated in the past became what he bowed to, and what he sympathized with. Become trampled by him, what the is right and wrong in the end? "
Xia Houyi was not accustomed to learning, and was fainted by Qiuye's head so much. "What the is this, isn't it that he has broken down by himself."
"Because it's your life." Xia Houxi suddenly emerged from behind, straddling her legs, sitting on the edge of Xia Houyi, and biting her mouth, "for example, houses, earth and stone as the base, bricks and wood as bones, and tiles as the top. Where there is a house, there is earth and stones, and someone is destined to stay at the bottom. Similarly, when there is resentment, it is doomed to have Galan, and we are destined to repay the hatred for them. "
Xia Houyi continued: "You don't want to trade in this life, of course you can. You see that Emperor Taizu didn't want to be a farmer, so he broke the uprising and overthrew the previous dynasty. Naturally you can also ..."
Akiba smiled slightly and then said, "Garaan is ruined."
"Just. I'm going to destroy Garland, and we all have to be tortured to death in July and a half." Xia Hou shouted.
"Make choices and bear the consequences. This is the price you must pay to go this way." Xia Hou shrugged. "Otherwise, go to work."
After working for a long time, there is still no way. Xia Hou gasped, "Lightly speaking, why don't you two go?"
"Because we are not good people." Xia Hou laughed and laughed, "I can't help thinking that I can't help but kill the children, and the world stopped the children's cries in the name of Gallo, and they raised a good son."
"Get out." Xia Houyi stood up and rushed into the door and ignored them.
Qiu Ye and Xia Houyi were still sitting under the porch, and there seemed to be chatter.
"How is the injury on your back?" Akiba asked.
The last time Xia Houyu let go of Xie Jinglan, he should have been whipped by eighty-one whip, and he fainted when he hit the thirtieth whip. The remaining whip Xia Houyu suffered for him. But at that time Xia Houzhen's old wounds under the wheel of the runner had not healed, and new injuries were added. After this, the roots of the disease fell, and the pain was often unbearable.
"It's the same, it's okay, don't worry about it." Xia Houhuan leaned Erlang's legs and watched the water drops flowing before the steps.
Qiu Ye looked at her like this, and sighed deeply, and said, "Lu Qingcang is very heavy in killing, and his crime is hard to dissolve. So the person who climbed out of the blood of the corpse mountain became Xiao's first blood, he must Will be the assassin of the world. "
"Do you still believe this?" Xia Houxi smiled.
"To temper the true sharp blade, you must have revenge and blood." Qiu Ye's eyes looked, her eyes were deep. "Xiahou, you know this better than me."
Lu Fu.
Thousands of rain arrows fell into the river between the white walls of Uva, splashing a half-foot-high raindrop, and the world was boiling like a tide.
The wind and rain outside the house were wild, and the spring evening inside the house was warm. Yue Nu's low, low-pitched cry began to rise, and it was hard to hear in the rain.
Under the porch, Xia Hou said, "Can I ask you a question before I die?"
"Say."
"Master Qiu really likes men or women." Xia Hou asked with a smile.
"Get out of you, hurry in." Xia Houyi kicked Xia Hou into the new house. A passing servant behind him exclaimed, "Who are you?" Xia Houyi pulled his sword and turned to seal the last word in the man's throat.
The red candle burned high, and the old but muscular man was kneeling on the bed, Yue Nu covered his face with tears, and dragged red to cover his white body.
Xia Houzhen was a little embarrassed and grabbed his head.
Lu Qingcang got out of bed naked. He is a burly man with scars on his body, like a cricket across his chest. Compared with Xia Houyi, he looks more dangerous, like a ghost from Huangquan.
"I said earlier, I don't want a girl with love in my heart. What I want is a clean girl who is willing to marry into Lu Fu. The old woman is too greedy, and I should have sent some people to explore it." Lu Qingcang stared at him. Xia Houyi, "You dare to come to my Lu Fu to grab someone, but it is bold."
"The general misunderstood. I am not her lover."
"He is my sister-in-law." Yue Nu whispered, like a mosquito.
"Neither." Xia Houyu pressed his left hand on the handle. "I am from Aesculus galan. I am bound to hold the order and send the general to life."
"Ha ha ha ha, it turned out to be Garan." Lu Qing murmured like Hong Zhong. "I saw Garan Kannaro's means eight years ago. He assassinated my helper with a cicada-wing knife. It was a banquet, mine. Bi Jiang held the cup and lowered his head, and everyone thought he was asleep. The banquet was only found when the meridians on his neck had been cut off and blood flowed to the ground. Everyone was too happy to drink.
"Jin Na Luo is my senior."
"My blood debt is so high, it's not surprising that Garan killed me. I just didn't expect them to send you such a baby doll. Why, in your Galan's eyes, the old man can't compare to a small helper!"
"The general's words are heavy, and you will see Garan's sincerity in the next!" As soon as the words fell, Xia Houyi pulled his knife out of the sheath, and Qianji's knife was as cold as frost.
Lu Qingcang kicked to the knife holder, and the long knife volleyed. He jumped out and pulled out the long knife. In the candlelight, the two blades of the knife were grided together, the light flowing on the tip of the knife, cold as jade.
"To kill me, boy, you are not qualified." Lu Qingcang glanced at the direction of the door and laughed loudly, "Let the one outside the door."
In an instant, the two men's blades collided dozens of times. Lu Qingcang's attack was very powerful, and each time Qian Qiandao made a humming sorrow, as if to break in the next moment. The two collided in the snow-like knife light, separated, and collided again. The knife-to-knife connection makes a common and pleasant sound of zhengming. Dozens of times later, the two backed off for a short pause, and Xia Hou's tiger's mouth had cracked.
"You don't look much bigger than Moon Slave. Have teenagers become my enemies?"
"Fourteen years old, that's enough." Xia Houyun gasped.
"What kind of world is this, a fourteen-year-old child is about to hold a knife. Is Nanaba no blue ?!"
"Lust surnamed Lu, no one has taught you not to speak when killing people !?" Xia Houyi hissed and shouted, and rushed to Lu Qingcang, his sword was light and shivering, like a black butterfly with wings as a blade.
Lu Qingcang was not in a hurry to get out the knife, he squatted slightly, hiding the knife behind his elbow. When Xia Houyi approached the third step, he pulled out his sword, and a cold arc flashed on his chest, like a thunderbolt across the sky in the dark night. At the moment when the two handle blades were about to collide, Lu Qingcang turned an angle suddenly, the body followed, the blade made a sour noise when the blade rubbed, and the blade continued to move forward, cutting through Xia Hou's left arm, in an instant The two turned away from each other, and Lu Qing raised his sword and stood.
This subtle change in the blade between breaths can only be used by Lu Qingcang who has been killing for so long. Xia Hou is inevitable to avoid it.
Blood flowed from the wrist to the handle, and the painful pain afflicted Xia Hou's nerves. He heard Lu Qingcang said, "Stop it, boy. You might be able to kill me ten years later."
"Old general, you are so naive. When I step into this place, we are endless!" Xia Houyu turned and held the knife forward, and the black clothes in the candlelight flew like wings, as if flying Moths flare fire.
What's the point of killing? Should Lu Qingcang die?
He didn't know and didn't think about it.
All he knew was that he didn't want the assassin outside the door to die here!
He wants to live!
Outside the door, the torrential rain was like madness. Xia Houyu cut the throat of the twentieth person, and blood spewed like a tide, splashing with the rain on the blade, and flowing down the blood trough. Xia Houyi turned around and faced the terrified domestic servants, and cut off a beautiful knife.
Inside the door, Xia Houyun cut off with a single blade, Lu Qingcang turned to avoid, the table was split in time, and red dates, chestnuts and lilies splashed like rain. This time they no longer used the sharp offensive of a one-to-one victory, but used a spooky streak. The dazzling knife-like light envelops the whole body, and the two are like beasts in a gladiator. They fit and flutter in the moment of collision and separation, without breathing, without stopping, their teeth are sucking blood, and their teeth are now complete.
However, Xia Houyi no longer hit hard. He learned how to change the blade strength of the landing Cang Cang, and twisted the angle at the moment when the blades met, and the blade shifted off the unloading force. So every time Lu Qingcang exhausted his blow, he was cut off by Xia Houyu when he didn't have time to dodge. Dozens of tricks, a lot of small mouths on Lu Qingcang.
When death was so imminent, Xia Houzhen was surprisingly calm.
He clearly knew the gap between him and Lu Qingcang. But after all, Lu Qingcang was old and had limited strength. As long as Xia Houzhen dragged it down, when he was exhausted, it would be Xia Houzhen's chance to win.
In the midst of turbulent chopping, Xia Houyi rushed to the other side again and again, the sword continued, as if never stopping. Suddenly, Lu Qing's ghost charm usually gave a sideways turn, and Xia Houyi's knife fell flat!
When the sword breaks, there is no way to continue. When Xia Houyun was too late to turn around, Lu Qingcang pointed his knife upward and then waved his sword downward, and then fell into a mountain-like slash. The moment suddenly became extremely long. Seeing the mountain-like slash falling slowly, he was about to split his head.
He suddenly understood that Lu Qingcang was not invincible to his continuous chopping. Lu Qingcang just seduced him into an inextricable "potential". After being chopped into a cycle, he adapted to the extremely fast pace and could not change his moves Time was the time for Lu Qingcang to fight back.
This is the real killer. He has a strong sword skill and a strong strategy.
But who said he wanted to stop there! ?
Xia Houyu burst into a stern roar, and he continued to tear continuously, like a sharp blade invisible, piercing Lu Qingcang's nerves. At this moment, he was a lone wolf trapped in a quagmire, sending out a desperate roar, enough to shock the veteran veteran. Just a moment, Lu Qingcang's sword was astringent. But this moment was also enough for Xia Houyi. He crossed the sword forward, and the cold arc flashed across his chest to resist the blow from the mountain.
blocked!
However, a harsh click sounded. The arc broke sharply, and Xia Hou hummed in his head, subconsciously backing down and falling to the ground. There was a severe pain in his chest, and Lu Qingcang's knife ripped a crack in his chest, and blood ran out.
Qianji, it's broken!
His grandma!
Lu Qingcang seized the opportunity to flutter in front of him, and Xia Houzhen picked up a mule and arrived in front of him. Lu Qingcang rode on Xia Houyu, holding the knife in both hands, with the point of the knife pointing down, straight at Xia Houyu's face door. Xia Houzhen gritted his teeth and used a mule to resist Lu Qingcang, the tip of the knife was only an inch away from him.
The blade trembled, approaching Xia Houyi's forehead, and made a wound on his eyebrow, with blood flowing along the eye socket. The tip of the knife continued downward, three inches, two inches, and it was about to reach Xia Houyi's right eye. Xia Houyi saw that Lu Qing's pale eyebrows and dragons had to be flamboyant and his eyes were red, like an angry ghost.
The blood on his chest kept flowing, taking away his strength. Xia Houyi gritted his teeth, and his forehead was blue.
Suddenly, Lu Qingcang trembled, and the force that Xia Houzhen resisted suddenly loosened, and he shoved up, Lu Qingcang fell down from him, exposing the moon slave behind him.
Yue Nu loosened the broken knife in her hand, fell back to the ground and shook her lips. "Not me, not me ... I didn't kill it ... I didn't want it, but ... But I didn't want to marry him ... ... "
Like a string that was too tight for a long time suddenly, Xia Houzhen lost all his strength and couldn't stand up.
Lu Qing Cangyuan opened his eyes and lay on the ground, staring at the slaves. He did not expect that he did not die on the battlefield or in the hands of the assassin, but died in the hands of a fragile woman. Xia Houyi watched his strength slowly loosen, his angry eyes turned into a hollow dry well, and he became an unconscious corpse.
Xia Houzhen took a deep breath, picked up Lu Qingcang's knife and pushed out the door.
It was raining heavily, the bodies in the yard were piled up into mountains, and blood and water flowed across the ground, as if the whole mansion was here. At this moment, Lufu was the sound of wind except the sound of wind. The ghostly assassin turned his back to the rain-filled sky, and his thin back imaged a solitary ancient bamboo.
Xia Hou wiped the blood off his face and called out, "Mother, I won."
Obviously it's over, he doesn't feel a little happy in his heart. Unconsciously, he took another deep breath, taking in the nose.
"Xiao, you are a real assassin." The assassin's voice was a little hoarse. "A man is a self-reliance. A mother can't cover you for a lifetime. You have to learn to protect yourself and protect the people you want to protect."
"mother……"
A long flash of lightning flashed through the sky, like a cricket crack ripped through the sky. For a moment, the world was white, and at that moment, Xia Houzhen saw a dark piece on her back, like dark ink.
She was dressed in black and he couldn't tell the difference. Is it rain, sweat ... or blood?
The answer is quickly answered. On the ground, Xia Houyi saw a dark red blood trail winding around Xia Houyi's feet, crawling like a cold snake, converging with raindrops, and spreading into red ink.
Xia Hou shivered, like the dead leaves in the wind, and his back slowly lowered.
"mother!"