The woman giggled and squinted her eyes at the white-clothed scholar opposite her, her eyes full of pity.

"I think you are a hero who is pretty good at pretending. You don't even give the face of the young master of the Liu family. Do you want your sister to live in Yunlong in the future?"

After the scholar in white smiled, he looked at the woman silly again, and said word by word,

"Aren't I scared? When those big men came, I couldn't stand up, so I had to continue pretending. But I was pretty good at acting, and I didn't even notice that those people."

"You kid are all twenty-seven, why are you so uneasy? My mother said to you for marriage, why are you here again?" The woman pushed his hair behind her ears, her eyes full of pampering.

"It's not just to avoid this. I've told my parents that I have to do it myself. You think, my brother is three sons and one daughter, and our Shen family is a successor. It doesn't matter whether I get married or not. Sister, didn't you let our parents carry their grandson?" The scholar in white knew that he had made a mistake and quickly covered his mouth.

"Hmph, you kid, you pulled me back again! Alas, we siblings have been kissing since we were young, and I didn't expect that the same would be true in this matter." The boss's wife's eyes were distracted and she was thinking.

"Sister, I heard that Yunlong has opened a new brothel, which seems to be called 'Yu Shuiyuan'," the scholar laughed and continued,

"The name is very explicit. I think the girl inside should be good. Give me some money and I will go to visit. Maybe I will get you a beautiful sister-in-law back!"

"I'm coming out again and forgot to bring the money. No wonder I drank this pot of wine for the middle of the night. Don't do anything randomly, don't think I love you and you won't be willing to join you!" After saying that, the woman took out a lilac purse purse from her arms, and without looking at it, she threw it all over to the scholar.

"Save some money, you guy!"

The scholar got the purse and was very happy, and said with a smile.

"Don't you know me yet, hehe!"

The woman stretched out her jade hand and bounced it on his forehead.

"Isn't it just for those elegant prostitutes who are not selling their skills? Last time, the Sima boy was caught in a blue nose and a swollen face, and he still had no memory!"

"Sister, I won't mention this matter anymore!" The scholar was a little angry. He was afraid that he could only act like this in front of this sister.

"Okay, OK, go and have a rest."

The woman handed the scholar a key. The scholar took it, played with both hands for a while, and then said,

"Sister, do you really have to wait for that old man? He can really kill that big head?! Those people are so fierce. I don't believe that he, a bad old man, can still have such ability!"

The woman shook her head and smiled,

"Don't worry about this, it's not your business. Go and rest."

The scholar took the key and shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the backyard. Everything was extremely casual. I thought it had been here more than once. The woman waved to the friend and signaled that they could retreat. She looked at her half bowl of wine and was stunned. After a long time, she came back to her senses. Looking at An Xiaoyi, who was carrying a black stick outside for a few steps, she said in confusion.

"Are you new here? Why haven't you gone back to rest yet! There are no guests!"

An Xiaoyi knew that the boss's wife was talking to him, so he walked forward a few steps, followed by a despicable shop clerk, Su Baiqing. In fact, this woman didn't know that it was not just Xiaoyi Baiqing, but there were many people in the hall staring at this side.

"I don't know what kind of person the old man is, and what role he wants to kill. I don't know if I should take care of it, nor do I know if I can. I still couldn't stop him." An Xiaoyi seemed a little helpless.

The woman saw that there was another person behind him and smiled.

"So there is another one behind! Why do you care about him? He is a good murderer, and death will be retribution."

An Xiaoyi shook his head,

"I think the old man must have some difficulties in killing people. He looks like he is not a bad person."

The woman burst out laughing,

"Ha, how can you see how good or bad people are? Can you tell who kills people like a lot of people? Can you tell them even if they kill people for money? They are extremely ridiculous, haha, extremely ridiculous."

"So I want to see more of this world."

"But this world is going to die."

"To die less."

“…”

The woman's eyes were bright, and she looked at the black boy and showed a little joy. She looked at Su Baiqing next to her and smiled slightly.

"What's the name, when did it come."

"An Xiaoyi, she is Bai Qing, my younger brother. We have been here less than half a month. Old Uncle Gu, Aunt Gu, and brothers are taking good care of us. Boss, this is the first time we have met!"

"An Xiaoyi, An Xiaoyi, well, a good name, few strokes, easy to remember." The proprietress looked at Bai Qing, pulled her hands up, and patted her gently twice.

"Your sister is so handsome. Look at this dimples, you will definitely be fascinated when you grow up."

Su Baiqing blushed. It seemed that in front of these experienced women, her job as a man was only deceiving herself. The boss lady was like this, and Aunt Gu was too. I am afraid that the mother-in-law who gave the needle and thread could also see it at a glance. The boss lady continued,

"An Xiaoyi, you can't bully her, otherwise I can't spare you!" She signaled the two of them to sit down and walked to the counter to pick up an empty bowl. An Xiaoyi was wondering why these women like Bai Qing so much, but when she heard the boss's wife call him,

"An Xiaoyi, can you drink? You must know that most of the people who travel around the world are generous and drink very well."

"Can I drink it? I secretly drank Grandpa's wine at the age of six." An Xiaoyi smiled all over his face.

The boss smiled heartily,

"Then I'll give you a bowl first."

An Xiaoyi took the bowl and drank it all in one go. The boss's wife poured half a bowl into his bowl.

"Let's drink this half bowl when the old man comes."

"Yeah, OK."

The boss lady looked at him again, with a confused look on her face.

"Your black stick is so strange, why are you carrying it all the time?"

An Xiaoyi touched the black stick with his hands behind his back and said,

"Yes, this is the only thing that my grandfather left for me. I have always carried it with me and never left my hand. Boss, have you known Mr. Fan before?"

"Yes, there was another person at that time... Hey, let's not talk about it." The boss's eyes were full of melancholy.

Seeing her expression, An Xiaoyi guessed it almost completely, so he stopped talking. The boss's wife stopped talking to him, and instead talked to Bai Qing about something bad about it. Xiaoyi was left aside and couldn't get into the mouth.

The night was deep, and An Xiaoyi added a red candle in the lantern to illuminate this small place in the lobby. The moon shadow by the window had already changed direction, but it was always so quiet and clear. There were occasional barking of dogs in the distance, which made the night quieter. The door was empty, leaving two fingers wide gaps, and the breeze blew gently, slightly opened and closed.

It was already long since I came to the age of 19, but An Xiaoyi was not sleepy at all. His heart was ups and downs, a little worried and excited. Su Baiqing was unwilling to go back to rest by herself, so she was hugged by the boss's wife. At this time, she was sleeping soundly. If many men had such a blessing, they would be willing to live for three years less.

The candlelight shook slightly, and a figure flashed to the table. He saw that he was covered in blood and his face was extremely pale. The person who came was Fan Renliang. He placed his sword on the table, picked up his half bowl of wine, took a sip, and breathed out a long breath.

"Can't die?" The proprietress whispered to the old man. She looked at Bai Qing in her arms again, and thought that it was disturbing the little girl.

"I'm afraid I can't live anymore." The old man replied with his wry smile. He gently stroked the sword on the table with his hand. He saw blood all over the body of the sword sheath, and there was a slight red light under the candlelight, and the red light flashed gently with the candlelight.

"This kid, you've been waiting for me here too."

"Yes, Senior Fan." An Xiaoyi stood up, his eyes wafting.

Fan Renliang narrowed his eyes and stared at the black stick behind Xiao Yi, with a look of relief on his face.

"Call grandpa."

"Uh, grandpa?!"

"Well, good boy. Please keep this sword for me. It has been walking with me for more than 40 years, killing thirty-nine people in total. Most of them are evil people, and they are still good swords." Fan Renliang pushed the sword to Xiao Yi for about a century, and then said,

"This sword is my favorite in my life. I never leave it. The old man is useless. I will give you a younger generation, so I can make it a good marriage with you."

An Xiaoyi took the sword and gently pulled out the sword body. He saw it emit a faint red light, and the light and shadow were breathtaking.

"What is its name?"

"Candle Shadow."

"Well, I'll take good care of it."

Fan Renliang shook his body slightly and turned his gaze to the sleeping Bai Qing.

"It was a joy to see this girl, and the old man also gave her something." After saying that, he took out a bone flute from his arms. The bone flute was about one foot long, dark gray, just like the leg bones of ordinary poultry, but a little longer. There were black ropes hanging on one end of the flute body. Although the color was not pleasing, it was extremely delicate.

The proprietress took the bone flute and gently placed it in Bai Qing's hand. Bai Qing pursed her lips, showed a dimples on her cheek, and then she drooped her head into the proprietress's arms and continued to fall asleep.

Fan Renliang looked at her with pity in his eyes. He nodded slightly and pulled the sparse beards on his chin with his hand. An Xiaoyi looked at the old man seriously, only to feel that he was no different from ordinary old men. He had white hair, white eyebrows, white beards, wrinkles on his face. When he smiled, he gathered a lot of eyes, his hands were thin, and there were some dark spots on it. He smiled very kindly, just like his name, but who would have thought that this old man was the cold-blooded killer who was terrified. An Xiaoyi suddenly felt sad and couldn't bear to look at him again.

I was speechless for a moment, and I could only hear the sound of water. It was caused by the blood dripping from Fan Renliang's abdomen. Although I was tightly tied, the blood still soaked the belt and slowly oozed out. I think there must be more than one wound on the old man's body.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, and the fire illuminated the entire streets and alleys. The leader held two swords in his hand, and blood dyed red white shirt. It was the young master of the Liu family. Young Master Liu kicked open the main door, and everyone behind him held torches and surrounded the four people on the table. The lights in the whole lobby were shining, just like the day. The young master of the Liu family was already angry, full of anger, picking up the two swords and slashing at Fan Renliang. The boss lady picked up Bai Qing and handed it to Xiao Yi, blocking the young master of the Liu family, and whispered,

"He is already a dying person, let him drink the last half bowl of wine."

Fan Renliang coughed lightly and spit out a large mouthful of blood. He picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, as if he had spit out blood to accommodate half of the sake wine. A small piece of silver was quietly placed beside the wine bowl, which was the money for the wine. He sat upright, slowly breathed out, murmured,

"The grass is green, the grass is yellow, no good people come..."

An Xiaoyi sat opposite the old man, looking at his eyes with a little sadness, joy, regret, and deep apology. Finally, there was no reluctance in his eyes, and there was no pain. Everyone stood there on the spot, and the old man lowered his head, his eyes gradually dimmed, and there was no more anger. Tears dripped in An Xiaoyi's eyes and fell on Su Baiqing's cheek. She woke up from her dream and was frightened by this scene. She grabbed Xiaoyi's collar tightly, stared at the blood-stained old man opposite, and cried out. The crying sound was accompanied by the crackling sound of the torch, which lasted for a long time. It was not until this time that she realized that there was something in her hand, which was the foot-long bone flute.

"Young Master of the Liu family, you are dead, so just hand over the body to me for disposal. He is just a killer, not an enemy. You should also know the rules of the world. Please give your best and don't let me make things difficult for you."

The young master of the Liu family raised his swords and stabbed straight at the old man's body. The boss raised his left hand and flew out his wine bowls, hitting the two swords respectively. The young master of the Liu family was boosted by the power of the flying bowl and stabbed outward.

"Young Master Liu, the man is dead, why bother?"

"Hahaha, hahaha..." The young master of the Liu family seemed crazy and laughed. He threw away his swords and walked out the door step by step. One person picked up the swords, and the rest followed him and slowly retreated out.

"I'm afraid my Liu family will never be able to rest again from today..." The young master of the Liu family roared, all of which were desolate. Everyone was getting farther and farther away, leaving only a trace of moonlight in the street, which was extremely cold.

In the distance, a big man staggered, apparently seriously injured. He walked to the Yanyu Tower, looked up at the full moon in the sky, tilted his head, and walked in.

The boss's wife was not surprised at all when she saw him. She invited him to the table and poured a bowl of sake. The big man brought the wine bowl and drank it all in one mouthful. The boss's wife poured another bowl.
To be continued...