The moonlight was quiet, He Ping and Fang Bie looked at each other in the moonlight,
The two figures, Fang BuEr and He Ping, who were standing on the roof, cast their shadows in the moonlight.
"So I'm very curious." He Ping looked at Fang Bie: "Why didn't you kill her before?"
"Obviously, you are such a cautious person who is afraid of death."
Fang Bie raised her lips and smiled: "Because I'm not sure that the next one will be better than Lin Xue."
He Ping shook her head: "Another excuse."
Fang Bie looked at He Ping: "Isn't this okay?"
He Ping shook her head seriously: "No, although Lin Xue is very good."
"But." He Ping's brown eyes flickered slightly in the moonlight: "She might let you die."
Fang Bie nodded: "I really don't like uncertainties around me."
"But whether I kill her or let her go back, she will die." Fang Bie stretched out his hand and tapped his temple: "Since she can become my bee wing, then, take her for a ride first?"
"I didn't know you were such a soft-hearted person." He Ping said with a chuckle.
"It's like after getting to know you, I never imagined how you felt when you took seven-year-old me away in that flood." Fang Bie said, "But now I know."
He Ping raised her head and looked at Fang Bie: "Then tell me?"
"That's right, I obviously know it's troublesome, and my heart is already hardened," Fang Bie said.
"But for just a moment, someone hit the softest place in my heart."
"That's why I decided."
"as well as."
Fang Bie looked at He Ping: "Didn't you kill her just now?"
He Ping smiled.
Smiling like a flower.
"Because I like her very much."
The retired assassin said with a smile.
"Tomorrow is your first mission. It seems simple, but it's actually unusual. Please be careful."
Fang Bie nodded: "Yes, I know."
Under the moonlight, master and apprentice clinked glasses and drank to the full.
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At noon the next day, it was cloudy and rainy.
On the bluestone streets of Luo City, pedestrians held oil-paper umbrellas and walked in the drizzle, and ripples appeared on the water.
Although the sky was sunny yesterday, today's rainy weather has nothing to do with yesterday's sunny sky.
Xiaohun Inn, a man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat walked into the inn and sat down by the window: "Where's my buddy?"
Fang Bie stepped forward and asked in the same tone as usual: "This guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel or stay in the hotel?"
If it is normal, there is no need to ask this question, after all, it is noon now, but if it rains, it is normal to choose to stay in a hotel to rest.
After all, it's fine in the city, but if you leave the city, the official road will be a bit muddy and difficult to navigate.
The man raised his head and glanced away, looking at this handsome young boy who was covered in black cloth as a waiter. This man was obviously blind, but he moved as usual in the lobby full of tables, chairs and benches, which made him quite concerned, but when he looked at it again The other diners in the lobby looked like they were used to it, but they felt like they were making a bit of a fuss, so they couldn't help but smile to themselves.
Ning Huaiyuan took off his bamboo hat and placed it on the corner of the table. He had big eyes and looked quite heroic. He was also tall. Through the dripping bamboo hat, he could see a long sword inlaid with rubies at his waist.
Fang Bie had already seen his portrait, but his expression remained unchanged at this moment.
"What special dishes do you have here? Just bring it up." Ning Huaiyuan said, his tone was calm and not aggressive.
Fang Bie turned around and said, "This guest, I would like a bowl of noodles."
Ning Huaiyuan was stunned for a moment: "What noodles?"
Fang Bie replied seriously: "Silly noodles."
"Don't I want a specialty dish?" Ning Huaiyuan was stunned.
"Mudong noodles are our specialty here." Fang Bie introduced seriously: "Don't look at the inelegant name, but they are actually white noodles cooked with grains. They taste fragrant and delicious, are soft and glutinous, nourish the stomach, and ward off cold. Bodybuilding, our store is a small business, and the noodles are sold the fastest. We cooked a whole pot later, so if you want, I will serve you a bowl."
"No silly noodles!" No matter how good-tempered Ning Huaiyuan is, he can't stand Fang Bu's serious introduction: "Do you have cooked beef? Cut it into two plates first and pair it with two bowls of rice wine. By the way, give me ten more roasted noodles. I'll eat them. It’s time to get ready for the journey.”
The Zhou Dynasty prohibited the slaughter of farm cattle, but beef was still sold in various inns, but it was usually cooked old yellow beef. The meat was thicker and the price was higher.
"Okay, the beef is good, cut it into two plates for this guest." Fang Bie sang loudly, and at the same time, he went to the wine cabinet to buy two bowls of rice wine for Ning Huaiyuan. Rice wine is undistilled fermented wine, only It is simply filtered, so the color of the wine is yellow, and its alcohol content is not high. It is also a type of wine commonly brewed by village brewers. The price is not high, but it has great staying power.
"Your wine, may I ask where you are going, sir?" Fang Bie said with a smile, seemingly casually and calmly.
"Don't ask so much, be careful with your tongue." Ning Huaiyuan said, he picked up the wine bowl, looked at the wine inside, first came closer to smell the wine, and then pushed it to Fang Bi: "I'm going to reward you first. Drink a sip."
Fang Bie looked at the bowl of slightly yellow wine slurry rippling in the bowl, and said with a smile: "This wine was ordered by you, the guest, how can I be embarrassed to drink it?"
Ning Huaiyuan looked at Fang Fare calmly, then placed the sword on his waist on the table with a clang: "I'll let you drink."
The Great Zhou Dynasty did not prohibit civilians from carrying weapons, and because of the flourishing practice of martial arts, almost every household had some martial arts. After all, retreating can prolong life, and you can defend yourself as much as possible. Therefore, if you have the conditions, you will learn those three or five moves. .
However, the long sword that Ning Huaiyuan placed on the table had a simple and elegant shape, and the rubies on the sword's grid were shining brightly. It was obviously not an ordinary thing.
"Guest, don't be so angry." Fang Bie smiled and said, "You want a small drink. If you don't mind being dirty, then take a sip and see, guest."
Saying this, Fang Bie took out a small celadon bowl from his arms, placed it on the table, poured out half of the bowls from each of the two bowls of rice wine, put them together, and then drank the whole bowl with both hands.
Ning Huaiyuan sat on the chair and watched Fang Bie drink a full bowl without swaying: "You have a pretty good drinking capacity, go and see if the beef is ready."
After saying this, he picked up a bowl and drank half a sip. It was obvious that he was very thirsty after driving for a long time on a rainy day.
As for Fang Bie, with Ning Huaiyuan's permission, he walked through the lobby and walked all the way to the kitchen. In the kitchen, Xue Ling was cutting beef. When he saw Fang Bie coming in, he raised his head and asked, "How's it going?"
Fang Bie had already suppressed the flattering expression on his face. He looked at Xue Ling's hand cutting the beef and said calmly: "Cut it for me. Don't ask any questions. I'll make a dipping sauce for the guests."
While speaking, Fang Bie dipped his hand in water and quickly wrote two words on the chopping board where Xue Ling was cutting meat. Xue Ling took a quick glance and saw that the two words were written:
"Fake."
Xue Ling couldn't help but look up in surprise, and saw that Fang Bie was already pounding garlic, banging and pounding the garlic juice there.
His expression is like that of an old monk in meditation.
