The girl took out a small bag from her sleeve pocket and carefully put it on the table in front of Boss Yang. She said, "My family is poor with this money." After that, the girl picked her first silver hairpin and put it on the mouth of the bag and said, "This hairpin is my mother’s dowry. I have so much."
Boss Yang is good at kung fu and his hearing is naturally good. He has received money here for many years, and naturally he is also a lot of girls’ wallets. As soon as they rang, he decided that there was only a lot of copper coins in them.
At this time, Boss Yang lifted the porcelain bowl and blew it lightly, saying, "If you have these things, I advise you to give them up. No one will risk such a small amount of money to deal with a very difficult sharp knife player."
The girl didn’t argue at this time. She grabbed the desk bag with her right hand and said slowly, "I can wait."
Boss Yang didn’t speak. He seemed to find another piece of the porcelain bowl dirty, so he bowed his head and went on cleaning the bowl.
From then on, the girl waited outside the wine shop every day. Whenever a swordsman or swordsman passed by, she would hit her bag and ask, "Can you avenge me?"
However, in the western regions, every mature swordsman will know how to measure the value of his life. With such a little silver, the girl who jokes about her life naturally keeps gaining rejection.
The girl has been waiting outside, but first of all, she is a person. It is only natural that a person with flesh and blood must eat and pay for it.
Gu Hong didn’t wait to come to Beikou Mountain Horse Thief, and the girl didn’t wait to take revenge on her. As time went by, Gu Hong’s injury became more and more serious. He refused to make a little effort except eating, and the girl’s money became less and less, even though she never refused to make a little money except eating.
At noon that day, the sun was still hot, and the girl was still waiting outside the wine shop, but Gu Hong came out with a pale face and could see that his injury was getting stronger and stronger.
The silver hairpin that is said to be her dowry was left in the girl’s bag. Yesterday, she didn’t eat all day because this silver hairpin was her last hope. A person can’t live without steamed bread, but she can’t live without hope.
Sunlight shines on Gu Hong’s eyes through the roof that is not tight. Unexpectedly, Gu Hong has always disliked waves and physical strength. Unexpectedly, he looked up at the sun. He slowly raised his right hand, forefinger and middle finger and stretched out side by side, slowly and steadily stabbing at the sun.
Zhang Pingping’s wine is a sweet aftertaste from the far west. However, for Zhang Ping, lonely fingers or swords are far more delicious than this wine.
If a man can stare at the noon sun and stab a sword steadily, then I’m afraid nothing can affect the sword in his hand under the sky.
At this time, Gu Hong suddenly smiled, which was naive and brilliant. If you look at this smile, you will not doubt that it must be a child.
At this time, Gu Hong suddenly walked up to the girl and said, "Do you know that not eating here means that you will die at any time!"
The girl looked up and saw what the swordsman who had refused to give herself bowed her head and waited stubbornly.
At this time, Gu Hong suddenly reached out and held a steamed bun in his hand. Gu Hong’s hand was always clean, and the steamed bun was also clean. Gu Hong said, "Eat it and I’ll kill him for you."
The girl raised her head in disbelief at this time and then handed over the silver hairpin in her bag without hesitation. Gu Hong still handed out her steamed bread without answering it.
The girl shook her head and obviously didn’t take the silver hairpin. Gu Hong couldn’t make her feel that she had achieved her goal.
At loggerheads, a gust of wind made me lose my eyes and dirty my steamed bread.
Gu Hong took the silver hairpin and the girl took the steamed bread. They all laughed because they hoped there would be something else.
A steamed bread may not be enough to fill your stomach, but it can make you live one more day in the western regions.
Watching him slowly walk back to Guhong, Boss Yang bowed his head and wiped the bowl and said, "That swordsman is called Boss Wang because no one in this generation is faster than him."
Gu Hong was still walking slowly and evenly until he reached the table before he said, "I know, but my sword should be faster. Where is he?"
Boss Yang wiped the bowl and said, "There is an earthen house half a mile west at sunset."
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly went to Gu Hong’s side and picked up the silver hairpin he put on the table. He carefully looked at it and said, "An ordinary silver hairpin is not very good. If Wang Lao knows that his head is worth such a hairpin, he will be angry if you don’t kill him."
Gu Hong didn’t look up. For him, this wave of physical strength shouldn’t happen. He is still eating vegetables and eating slowly. It is very regular.
Zhang Ping threw the silver hairpin at the girl and looked at Gu Hong with a smile and said, "It seems that you must be a story-teller. Are you interested in telling me?" Maybe this will bring you unexpected benefits. "
Gu Hong didn’t have a mouth, because he really didn’t want to wave more energy. Wang Laoda’s knife soon killed the boy that day. Three people heard the wind, and the sound was as cold as the wind. One of them was Gu Hong.
The reflection next door to the sunset is lonely. A person walks slowly with his reflection pointing to an arrow, pointing to the girl with hopeful eyes. Half a mile is very short and long.
Zhang Ping drank wine and said to Boss Yang, who was cleaning the bowl, "I guess he will win, but he lost."
Boss Yang is still wiping the bowl without saying a word. Perhaps the real theme of the western desert is to be continued.
Chapter four hundred and six Knights from Jiangnan
Nature is the most magical creature, and the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, which gives the living creatures living in nature the most active instructions.
When the sun sets, the boss of the Western King comes back here with his brothers full of pride. Today, they just sent a caravan through Beikou Mountain, and none of their brothers were injured and got a large reward.
Wang’s surname is Wang, but his name is not Wang, but there are too many people to call him, and even he has forgotten his name.
He is not from the western regions. He comes from the remote Central Plains. When he was a child, decades of wind and sand eroded the years. And Wang’s face was destroyed. His once delicate face cast his lonely knife.
A master should be able to withstand loneliness.
Wang Laoda suspected that he was a master who kept practicing his knife for many years since he could pick it up, until one day he found that there was no one around him who could knife faster than himself, so he became Wang Laoda.
There are willows, peach blossoms, swallows and goldfish in the south of the Yangtze River … There are graceful girls like water and flowers …
After so many years, Wang Lao was tired of never knowing how much money he had. Now he wants to count every copper coin. He has a dream and hope. He wants to take his brother away from the western regions full of killing and death and return to Jiangnan, which is wrapped in flowers and songs.
The beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River was once the same …
The dilapidated adobe house has not been renovated for a long time, but no one has any opinions on the contrary. Everyone is very happy. Although they live in a precarious life all day, Wang Lao gave them hope in Jiangnan, and that is where hope lies.
They often lament that perhaps the luckiest thing in their life is to meet Wang Boss, otherwise they can squander their knives and then squander them until one day they die of someone else’s knife.
Everyone is very happy on their way home because they are one step closer to Jiangnan.
Thirty feet close, Wang Boss suddenly raised his right hand and all the horses stopped together. Everyone believed that Wang Boss must be right.
Slowly out of the dark hut came a figure, slow and steady, with a sword at his waist.
If you pull out a knife, he doesn’t ask anything. In the Western Regions, there is nothing to ask, because you have a sword and blood.
In the distance, a local peak, Zhang Ping, sat drinking wine and smashing his mouth and said to himself, "Absolutely!"
Horses swing their limbs and gallop up at will. More than a dozen horses have swinging steel knives on their backs, especially the steel knives in Wang’s hands are very bright.
The moon is not very good tonight, and there is no doubt that it is a failed moon.
The two lights met violently and collided far away. After that, more than a dozen random collisions came, but the collision behind them was not a sword collision, but a sword collision.
The horse lost its master’s control with its nose ringing, and walked around with its eyes wide. Wanda rode naturally, and it was not an ordinary horse. It was a white horse as white as snow without any impurities.
This is an old horse. Boss Wang Kung Fu doesn’t need the horse’s physical strength to help him defeat his opponent. He likes the old horse’s experience and spirituality. This horse comes from Jiangnan, and he believes that one day he will return to Jiangnan with this horse.
However, the reality is that the white horse takes him back to the Central Plains step by step. The white horse is old and can walk slowly, but he can still return to the Central Plains if he doesn’t stop.
Gu Hong walked slowly towards the wine shop. His posture was very strange. First, he lifted his right foot, took a big step, and then his left foot followed Hu Yi. If a person walked like this in the past, there was a reason that he was lame.
Qian Guhong has never walked like this. Obviously, he was not a cripple before. However, Wang Laoda’s knife was left in the distance. The tip of the knife was a piece of cloth and it was red with blood.
Zhang Ping’s kung fu has always been good, especially his flying skills. When Gu Hong returned to the wine shop, he was already leaning against a bench, eating dried fruits and drinking wine.
Seeing that Gu Hong came in, Zhang Ping suddenly said, "Do you know that you can’t come back today?"
At this time, Gu Hong rarely said, "However, I came back."