In early March, the sun was shining outside the building. Zhiqiu got up early that day. Seeing the sunshine outside the house, he jumped up and tried several sets of boxing. It was not so much a boxing technique as a random boxing. The fight was completely disorganized, and the left and right side was decent, but his messy footwork betrayed him.

"I feel so refreshed after one set!" Zhiqiu had been fighting for only half an hour and was panting. After the fight, he still sank into the Dantian and closed his abdomen and gait.

"Oh, Xiao Zhiqiu, if a child of three or four years old saw you like this, he would probably cry and beg you to accept him as his disciple!" A crisp voice came from outside the door, and as you could see a dark green girl coming in.

After entering the door, the dark green girl was not polite, flipping left and right, as if she treated this as her home.

Zhiqiu had no eyes this time, but just rubbed her eyes. She did not reply to her words just now, nor did she stop the dark green girl from turning things around.

In the yard, there were only two houses except for a well, and even the tables and chairs were not complete. I really don’t know what to do. Zhiqiu secretly walked out of his belly. But then he stretched out two fingers, put his left and right hands on his face, squeezed upwards, and a smile finally appeared on his pale face.

But the smile is a bit cunning.

"Miss Yun! Long time no see us! I'm so pleased you!" Zhiqiu endured the displeasure in his heart and still greeted him with a smile. The dark green girl took out a candied haws and knocked them hard on his head, "Why haven't Xiao Zhiqiu come to the mansion to look for me recently? Have you been playing with other girls?" After the girl knocked, she walked around Zhiqiu with her hands behind her back, constantly scrutinizing up and down.

March in Suzhou still has a hint of coolness. The breeze sneezes calmly. As the dark green girl kept spinning around, Zhiqiu didn’t know where to go. He suddenly recalled the conversation he met a girl at Confucius Temple for the first time on the Mid-Autumn Festival evening three years ago:

"Hello girl, my name is Zhiqiu, a leaf Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu is the one that Zhiqiu."

"oh."

"Miss, how could she go to the temple alone in the long night?"

"Get out, I'm in a bad mood today. If you don't leave my sight within three seconds, you will feel better."

"Hello girl, this young master is from the Taihe Mountain lineage and has a little understanding of fortune-telling. I wonder if I can calculate two fortune-telling for you?"

"This is true? How do you calculate it?"

"Simple! Please stretch out your hand."

So on that Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhiqiu was beaten by a girl so hard that he couldn't get up the bed the next day.

This was when he used his stolen punches.

Zhiqiu only knew that the dark green girl was surnamed Yun and named Ruojin, and she was familiar with the relationship with the prefect of Suzhou. He once thought she was a distant relative of Prefect Xue. However, in the past three years, he heard that Yun Ruojin was lukewarm in his attitude towards the prefect, and he guessed that the relationship was not simple.

But for some reason, Miss Yun has been in Suzhou for several years, and since the night he was beaten, Yun Ruojin has often come to his small dilapidated house to play, as if he has no other companions. He always comes to teach him a lesson every time, and as he grows older, every time Zhiqiu thinks he can fight with him, Yun Ruojin presses him to the ground like a walk in the garden.

Therefore, since last year, Zhiqiu respectfully called her Miss, and said that she was a young man. Yun Ruojin liked to wear dark green, but the hairpin she wore was red. The big green and red look sometimes really made Zhiqiu feel nervous. It can be seen that Qiu still has to appreciate it carefully every time he saw Yun Ruojin.

Today is early March, it is reasonable that Miss Yun will not come. Although Yun Ruojin has not come for two months, Zhiqiu still knows that she is basically coming at the end of the month. So he asked weakly: "What's the matter with me, Miss?"

The dark green girl played with her fingers and her eyes turned from Zhiqiu to the roof. "Your roof is ragged, why don't you repair it?"

Zhiqiu felt something was in his words, but he couldn't say it. However, he still said with a thorn in his mouth: "The little one has no money to repair it, so he let it blow the wind and rain. What's the matter if my little broken house leaks?"

"So this is the reason why you want to participate in the Yushui Street organization? Because you don't have money, you can join a broken organization and go stealing and robbing?" Yun Ruojin's face suddenly changed, and his already fat baby face was trembling slightly.

Zhiqiu knew that this was a sign of her being angry. He didn't know where she learned the news, but what was even more strange was why she was angry? But then he replied: "Miss Yun, our organization will not steal or rob."

Seeing that the girl was still staring at her, Zhiqiu added: "You also know that this silly man, although he has a little irritable temper, he always wants to hit people. But he is generally a good person. No matter what, he has been to Qiyun Mountain before..."

The dark green girl thought for two seconds, but she still said, "I don't care, you can't go anyway. Besides, how do I know whether the big man in the second household is good or bad? Could it be that he took you to die and I watched helplessly?"

Zhiqiu didn't know why he was a little angry.

"Miss Yun, what do I do with you when I do this?" Zhiqiu said this, he didn't know that he would say such "hard" words.

Yun Ruojin obviously hadn't heard Zhiqiu call her "girl". He didn't come back to his senses for a while, so he was silent for a long time. She looked at Zhiqiu with a little disappointment, shook her head, turned around and walked to the door and said, "You can't deal with a swordsman in the north of the city. Their background is not simple. They have a swordsman from the capital. You can't even beat the three-level martial artist who practices boxing. What's the difference between going and sending death?"

Then Yun Ruojin stopped slightly, his voice a little cold: "I have to stay in Gusuzhou for at most half a year. However, this small broken courtyard is the last time I have come."

Zhiqiu didn't feel much in his heart when he heard this, but his eyes did not squint in habit. Instead, he opened his eyes widened for the first time. "The people in the martial arts world said that people are about to die, and their words are good. Then I want to say..." He moved his steps forward again, probably three steps away from Yun Ruojin.

"Yun Ruojin!"

"Huh?" The dark green girl was obviously a little stunned. She was called a name by Xiao Zhiqiu for the first time in three years. She was not in a state of anger because she had no time to think.

After the scene solidified for five seconds, Yun Ruojin came to his senses and was about to take another string of candied haws and knock Zhiqiu on the head. Zhiqiu then said, "Then I want to say... I'll pay you my best wishes for the last time!" Then he said, and he imitated the maid's appearance of doing great fortune. It looked very funny.

Yun Ruojin laughed out loud, as if he knew the young man very well. He didn't want to worry about whether this statement would come true. "I don't care about other people's lives or death, the families on Yushui Street don't care, and I don't care about the life and death of "Yi Daoke". I only care if there is a fool imitating the maid to salute me next time. So... Xiao Zhiqiu, I still hope you don't go." As she said that, she walked out of the small door and walked into Yushui Street. As the distance continued to go, the voice gradually became smaller and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Zhiqiu frowned and pressed his temple with his fingers. As if he was savoring the words of the dark green girl. After thinking for a few minutes, he felt that he couldn't figure it out, so he picked up the candied haws that Yun Ruojin gave him and ate them in a few bites. "Comfortable!"

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There is a big tall fish sold in the market in the east of Suzhou City. Its skin is dark and over eight feet tall. The neighbors saw the tall man from afar and felt that this person was a little stupid. No matter who he met, they would smile. Sometimes when he came back from the stall, he found that there were a few fish missing in his fish basket, and he didn't care.

The tall man's family did not live here, but was in the poorest area of ​​the city south. Because he was far from the market, he got up at 4 o'clock every morning and took the fish he caught the day before and walked to the market east of the city.

That day, the tall man was carrying a fish basket as usual. Just as he was about to go out, a man in black called him: "How do you sell sesame cakes from the east of the city?"

The tall man was a little puzzled. He had a fish basket behind him, so he shouldn't ask this question no matter how much he asked, and how did he know that he was going to the east of the city. He smiled and smiled: "I don't know, I am a fish seller, you have to go to the east of the city to ask the price of sesame cake."

After hearing this, the man in black said nothing, shook his head and said, "How to sell the sesame cakes from Yushui Street?"

When the tall man heard this, his brows frowned slightly. He slowly put down the fish basket and his fists gradually tightened. He thought to himself: "The man in black was waiting in Yushui Street so early in the morning, and obviously came to me. I can only get up so early in the entire street. First, I asked the Shaobing in the east of the city, and then the Shaobing in Yushui Street. But there were no Shaobing in Yushui Street, only seven families. Could it be that the "one swordsman" in the north of the city sent someone to find trouble? He always faced the man in black, thinking about how to quickly put him down.

Just as the tall man was about to punch, the man in black continued, "Forget it, in such a big Gusuzhou, there is no need to sell the cakes."

"Brother, if you want to eat the sesame cakes from Suzhou, you have to buy them in the west of the city. The sesame cakes from the Qiao family in the west of the city are good and cheap. Three taels of silver are enough, and one tael of apricot blossom wine is served. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Zhiqiu couldn't sleep well last night, so he got up early today. Just as he was about to practice a set of "boxing" when he heard this strange conversation outside the door. He heard the sound and knew that someone was a silly tall man, and another person's voice was a little mature, so he hid outside the door and eavesdropped.

When he heard the man in black say that there was no need to sell the sauce cakes, he couldn't help it. He could insult Suzhou, but he absolutely could not insult the sauce cakes! So he blurted out this sentence and walked over immediately.

It was Mianzhi, the second household in Yushui Street, who looked at Zhiqiu, and there was a hint of undetectable smile in the corner of his eyes. He looked at Zhiqiu without saying anything, and his expression was elusive.

The man in black looked at the pale man in front of him, and then recalled his previous words, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He started and turned around, then walked and said, "Thank you, little brother, I will come here again if you have the chance!" Three or five seconds later, he left Yushui Street.

Zhiqiu looked at the silly man, lowered his head guiltily, bit off the candied haws hard, and said vaguely: "Amian, what happened last month..."

"What happened last month? Why didn't I know nothing?" Mianzhi forced himself to hold back his smile and stared at Zhiqiu.

"Okay, I told the fourth brother before! I joined you, so you won't care about the past. By the way, do you know who the man in black just now?" Zhiqiu bit off another candied haw.

"If nothing unexpected happens, that person is on the secret list." Mianzhi squatted down and carried the fish basket on his back, then walked away and said, "I only know that if you didn't answer this sentence just now, we all have to die here."
Chapter completed!