Luo nine needles

Chapter 137

The clamor and applause continued one after another, attracting countless people to run around, and the courtyard was full of people.

The two people who were walking were knocked tottering.

Zhu Chuan's face, which was wearing a mask, became even more tense, and his eyes were wary of everyone around him.

"Don't be so nervous," Huo Lian said.

Zhu Chuan looked back and saw that Huo Lian also had a mask on her face, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that it was the same as before.

Lao Sui is not good at craftsmanship, and he can't hide the beauty of the governor at all.

After he was proud, he became more nervous and looked around again.

"What are you afraid of? I've met many people who ransacked their homes and exterminated their clans before." Huo Lian said in a low voice.

Especially when going to the ancestral home of the rich and powerful, the clan that has been multiplied for hundreds of years is almost the local emperor. Countless people are watching, crying for injustice, crying, and even glaring at each other.

At that time, Zhu Chuan was indeed not afraid at all, but this was the meeting place for Mo Tu.

He looked at the people around him, old and young, dressed in different ways, they looked like ordinary people, but they might all be Motu.

Ordinary people are different from Mo Tu, Mo Tu is too dangerous.

It can be said to be surrounded by a pack of wolves.

Huo Lian only brought him to this kind of place, and no one told anyone. Neither the imperial court nor the soldiers and guards knew what they were doing. If Motu found out, it would really be bullying .

No matter how powerful the governor is, he can't hold back these poor and vicious disciples.

"If you want me to say that there is no need to come and see it in person." Zhu Chuan said in a low voice, "We can just wait outside. Liu Yan can't do things well, so it's not too late for us to do it."

Huo Lian didn't reply, she stopped in front of a hanging calligraphy and painting, and commented: "The writing is pretty good."

The people around heard this, and nodded their heads one after another, and some enthusiastically pointed forward, "There are even better ones, written by that lady."

that lady?

Huo Lian glanced at the speaker.

No name, no surname, only address that young lady, who can understand.

But someone immediately responded, "Is that lady? Has she also written?"

"Yes, yes." "It was just posted today." "Go and see."

The people around him rushed forward immediately, Zhu Chuan was shaken again by the impact, that lady?Huo Lian also followed in a daze.

There is a picture of characters in front of it, which is not very eye-catching, only a small square full of moon and a round screen, simple and elegant.

"What's so good about this?" Zhu Chuan muttered, "It's very ordinary."

"This is double-sided characters." Huo Lian said.

What does double-sided character mean?Some people around did not respond.

Huo Lian took a step forward, stretched out her long arm, and turned the round screen with her hand: "Look—"

When the round screen is turned around, there are also characters on the back, not the other way around, but the right and small characters, which are different from that side.

The onlookers made a sound of surprise, and immediately rushed forward.

"Two pieces of paper put together?"

"A paper!"

"I know it's the same as double-sided embroidery!"

Double-sided embroidery is rare, and double-sided writing is even more unbelievable.

After Huo Lian finished turning the screen, she backed away, hearing the titles one after another.

"That lady is amazing."

"That young lady is in a martial arts show—"

The crowd flocked to the other side again.

Huo Lian looked up and heard louder noises over there, mixed with howling, which was different from the usual atmosphere of stage martial arts.

The so-called play is naturally fun, it can make people exclaim, but it is more about laughing.

The din at this moment was full of excitement.

Huo Lian followed the crowd to that side, and Zhu Chuan became more nervous. Not only were there more people here, but at a glance, he could see many people who were different from ordinary people. Weapons were hidden, and several people were wounded and bloodstained.
This is the legendary ranger, the lawless desperado who annoys and annoys the government the most.

Zhu Chuan held down the weapon hidden in his waist.

Huo Lian stood still among the group of people and looked towards the stage. There were two figures intertwined on the stage, a golden young man, a green and simple and slender woman, a long knife and a bamboo pole.

Amid the noise, bamboo poles and long knives collided with each other.

Accompanied by the staggering, the two got closer.

"I know that Bailou Town is besieged." Gao Xiaoliu whispered, "I went to see it myself."

The long knife moved forward, but it couldn't get close to the opponent's chest. The bamboo pole was soft and tough against the knife.

The eyes behind the smiling mask glanced at him, picked up the bamboo pole, the knife and the person whirled together, and fell to the ground with a bang, splashing up dust.

The audience also burst into loud applause, mixed with fanatical roars of "Fight!"

Gao Xiaoliu's long sword that landed on the ground blocked the bamboo pole that was attacking, jumped up with the help of the fish, and kicked Qixing.

Qixing dodges, and Gao Xiaoliu slides over her shoulder.

"I'll investigate this matter." Gao Xiaoliu said, "It's faster to start from the Bai family."

The bamboo pole buzzed behind him, like a thin sword piercing through the air, and like a long whip being whipped down.

Gao Xiaoliu blocked with a backhand, and over the sound of the bamboo and the knife clashing, a female voice was heard: "Okay."

At the same time, there were deafening applause from the audience.

Gao Xiaoliu leaned back and turned over, followed by the bamboo pole, entwining him like a chain, and the figure also entangled him.

"Is there anything else?" The female voice asked again in the ear.

Gao Xiaoliu landed on the ground, swept the long knife down the plate, raised his head and smiled: "No more."

The smiling mask looked down and said hello again.

"Then I'm done."

Accompanied by these words, Gao Xiaoliu saw the bamboo pole in her hand vibrate.

The bamboo pole disappeared in the eyes, replaced by countless phantoms.

The breath around was pierced and stirred, Gao Xiaoliu could feel the tingling pain on his face, and the breath made his nasal cavity tingling.

He raised the long knife, saw the flames splashing everywhere, the knife flew up with a buzzing sound, and left his hand.

Bloodstains suddenly appeared on the tiger's mouth.

The blue shadow pierced through the air, ripples swayed, Gao Xiaoliu was lifted from the ground, and he fell towards the stage.

Accompanied by loud applause, Gao Xiaoliu lay down on the ground.

Fortunately, that power only made him lose his combat power, lifted him up, dissipated instantly after landing, and even helped him before dissipating, avoiding the pain of the impact.

Gao Xiaoliu was lying on the ground, raised his hands, and saw that his hands were covered with blood, and hot blood flowed from his mouth and nose, the old lady Bai rushed over and yelled, the doctor and more people surrounded him.

In fact, the blood was all blown out by the sword energy, and it was not a serious problem. It was not as severe as the impact of falling from the stage to the audience.

Seeing the woman standing on the stage through the crowd, she looked at him with a smiling mask, and then raised the bamboo pole in her hand.

"I won," she said.

There was a lot of applause from the audience, and a girl ran to the front and jumped up and down.

"It's my bamboo pole—" she cried, laughing, "It's my bamboo pole—"

Gao Xiaoliu also laughed, it was him who took advantage.

If he hadn't talked to her at the beginning, he would have been kicked off stage earlier.

She let him fight on the stage for so long, which is really glorious.

Grandpa Bai stood by the window and stretched out his hand to pat it, sighing.

"How did such a person come out?"

Zhike was full of worry: "Blood is all over my face, I don't know how it hurts."

The rich man Gao was the calmest. He even smiled and said, "It's okay, the bleeding is okay, the real serious injuries don't see blood."

Grandpa Bai snorted, "You can still laugh."

He didn't finish his sentence when someone knocked lightly on the door, "My lord, Young Master Little Six is ​​looking for you."

Grandpa Bai frowned, and looked out the window, the stage was still crowded and noisy, but the winners were gone, and Gao Xiaoliu, who lost, had already been carried down, and all the members of the Bai family followed down.

Such a big thing happened—lost and injured, even though he was arrogant and disobedient, he was still his mother and uncle at this moment, so he still wanted to find him.

Elder Bai shook his clothes with a bit of arrogance, and was about to say, "I'll go and see—"

There was another sound outside the door.

"Is uncle here? Don't bother to go back and forth, I'll just come here by myself."

Grandpa Bai's face froze immediately.

No, the so-called looking for uncle is a lie!

When Gao Xiaoliu made a fuss, Mrs. Bai obeyed, not to mention she was still so injured, she immediately urged people to look for him, the servants would not dare to delay, they would come to look for him, Gao Xiaoliu took the opportunity to follow and blocked the door.

A servant outside the door exclaimed, "Ah, son, what are you doing?"

The boy's voice stopped, as if he had been kicked unconscious, and the door was knocked again.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong.

"Uncle, are you in there? I'm coming in—"

(End of this chapter)