Chapter 22
Gong Jiu carried An Xin into the carriage parked at the door. An Xin seemed to still be able to hear the screams in the building. An Xin looked at Gong Jiu and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
Gong Jiu said: "What do you want to do with the person when he is caught?"
"Why are you asking me? I'm not the victim?"
An Xin didn't notice the hidden weapon and thought Gong Jiu's behavior of flipping the table was a subconscious stress response to danger, so she didn't understand why Gong Jiu asked.
Gong Jiu asked her if the murderer was targeting her, but she had been here for so long, only went out a handful of times, and didn't even know a few people. How could it be possible...
"It can't be Long Xiaoyun, right? He sent people to kill me right after we got back, and even hurt innocent people." An Xin thought to himself that the only person in this world that he had enmity against was Long Xiaoyun.
Gong Jiu denied, "It's not him, he doesn't have the courage or the ability."
Long Xiaoyun's martial arts is not very strong. This kind of person can only become a little unknown person in the world. Only by saving the seriously injured Li Xun Huan can he become famous in the world in the name of Li Xun Huan's sworn brother. . He carefully manages his reputation as a righteous man outside, and will not provoke them who don't know the details without being completely sure.
What's more, that man was not weak in martial arts, nor was he weak in Qinggong. Otherwise, how could he still escape from his sword? However, if this person dares to make a move in front of him and disturb his mood, he will never be able to escape.
"It's not Long Xiaoyun, then who is targeting me? Are you sure it's not targeting you?"
An Xin thought hard and couldn't think of anyone with whom he might have enmity. To let the other party carry out such a vicious attack, it might be more likely that Gong Jiu would enmity.
Gong Jiu glanced at An Xin lightly and said casually: "Against me? Don't worry, we'll find out when we catch the person."
An Xin was silent for a while and said, "Will they report it to the official?"
Gong Jiu knew that people in Anxin's country had trust in the government and would approach the government when encountering difficulties, but this was not Anxin's country. "I don't know, it depends on how famous she is, right? If the murderer's martial arts is not weak, it should be poisonous." Let it be under the control of the six gates."
If an ordinary prostitute dies, not many people will care. If a more famous prostitute dies, perhaps there will be a few benefactors to ask a question.
"Six doors? Jinjiuling?"
Speaking of the six doors in Lu Xiaofeng's legend, the most famous one is Jin Jiuling. An Xin vaguely remembers that Jin Jiuling had a crush, who was the younger sister of Red Shoes. Among them, the boss of Red Shoes poisoned ordinary people indiscriminately... ..
An Xin frowned slightly and guessed uncertainly: "Do you think it was the boss of the red shoes who did it?"
Gong Jiu didn't realize who it was for a moment. He wouldn't even remember such a small person, "Who?"
"Let's call him Gongsun or something. He can also do the sword dance. Moreover, in the novel, this person is good at disguise, ruthless, and has many vicious nicknames. The one that impressed me most is Grandma Xiong, because she can also play the role in "Roasted Chestnuts with Sugar" Poisoning, indiscriminately poisoning ordinary people." What impressed An Xin most about the red shoe boss was poisoning the fried chestnuts.
Gong Jiu reminded An Xin, "Why do you think of her?"
"Because you mentioned the Six Doors, I thought of Jin Jiuling." An Xin looked at Gong Jiuling and said, "I always feel that you are like the hero of the novel. Going out must trigger some plot, and those who appear must be famous. Surnamed, this is the world of mixed martial arts, so I can always think of a few people to give the right medicine. For example, if we meet an unusually good-looking monk now, I will definitely guess whether this person is Wu Hua."
Anxin didn't notice that the traveling carriage passed by a young monk wearing moon-white monk robes. The monk heard his name from the girl on the carriage and turned to look at the carriage going away, feeling quite puzzled.
Gong Jiu seemed to be amused by An Xin's words. She laughed a few times and looked at An Xin. The smile did not reach her eyes. "I remember that I am the villain. If I am the male protagonist, then who is Lu Xiaofeng and who are you?"
Anxin didn't notice anything was wrong with Gong Jiu, "We are now in the world of martial arts, where anyone can be the protagonist. You have read those fan stories, right? The protagonists in those articles are not necessarily the protagonists in the original novels. Don’t take yourself too seriously, and don’t take yourself too seriously. No one is a supporting character in other people’s lives. I am definitely the protagonist in my own life. If you say which novel I am the supporting character in I don’t admit it. I may not be as good as others, but I live according to the lifestyle I want. Everything I do and think is based on my own wishes. Sometimes, don’t be too cautious. Dig into the very end and get nothing in the end.”
At the end of the story, An Xin felt a little disappointed.
Gong Jiu asked doubtfully: "Is there such a person around you?"
"No, when I think of the characters I like, many of them were obviously good people at the beginning, but because of these and other factors, they ended up in bad situations."
Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and clenched his fists, feeling that Anxin was playing tricks on him, but it turned out that Anxin was really sad for those characters and felt depressed.
When he returned home to his place of peace of mind, Anxin seemed to have forgotten what happened before and resumed his life at home.
Gong Jiu returned to Anxin's villa the next morning. Anxin lay on the lazy sofa in the study and read a book, accompanied by the melodious music.
Gong Jiu knocked on the door and came in. When Gong Jiu approached, An Xin smelled a faint smell of blood. An Xin frowned, sat up, looked at Gong Jiu, looked up and down, and saw Gong Jiu. There seemed to be a few drops of dark red in the corner of the moon-white dress.
Gong Jiu followed An Xin's gaze and looked down, looking at the little traces that couldn't be found without looking carefully. Killing intent flashed through his eyes, "Ah, I didn't notice it. I'll go change my clothes first."
An Xin looked at Gong Jiu strangely and quickly turned away from the closed door, not understanding Gong Jiu's behavior.
Gong Jiu came here to look for her for something, right? Why did he just change clothes when he found a few traces? Is that little trace of blood? She wasn't sure about the trace, but believed that her nose must have smelled of blood.
Gong Jiu changed her clothes from head to toe and reappeared in front of An Xin. An Xin looked at the brand-new Gong Jiu wandering around the world. Gong Jiu must have clothes to put out his hands and food to open his mouth outside. He cannot bring servants or maids with him when he comes to this villa. , I must have to change it myself from head to toe. I really want to know how Gong Jiu takes care of herself. Did she go out of her way to learn it?
"What are you thinking about?"
Gong Jiu could tell by looking at An Xin's wandering expression that he was distracted again. She really wanted to open up this person's mind and see why he was so distracted and thinking about all kinds of irrelevant things.
"Did you tie your hair yourself?"
"Want to see how I do it?"
"Is that okay?" An Xin looked at the delicate silver hair crown on Gong Jiu's head.
Gong Jiuxiao looked at An Xin's heart, "What do you think?" This smile was not friendly at all.
An Xin still had a sense of crisis, and was instantly frightened, "What do you want from me?"
Gong Jiu smiled sincerely this time, "Your brain does come in handy sometimes. If you catch someone, he will be the person you want."
An Xin's expression turned cold, "Have you ever asked her why she did this?"
Gong Jiu remembered the ridiculous reason that the woman lying on the ground covered in blood had to say with difficulty, and repeated: "She said that she thought a prostitute was not qualified to dance the sword dance, and the people who came to see the prostitute dance should also die. We It happened to be the time for her to do it. She originally planned to do it at night, and those who came to watch the dance would randomly poison themselves. She happened to know that we had reserved the venue, so she did it directly. She also poisoned the snacks, etc. After you kill us, go kill those prostitutes who are learning sword dancing."
It's hard for An Xin to understand, "This kind of person, this kind of person... why... still live in the world."
"Do you want to see her?"
"Why do you want to see her? Is she not dead yet?"
"You still have a breath, what do you want to do with her?"
An Xin looked straight at Gong Jiu and asked seriously: "Disposal? Am I qualified to dispose of it?"
"Of course, if you want her to die or send her to the government, all you need is a word."
An Xin took a deep breath, looked at Gong Jiu, and said softly: "Then destroy her martial arts, make her unable to move, and send her to the government to announce her crime."
Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows and asked, "Don't you ask to kill her? She wants to kill you. If you hadn't eaten that cake, I wouldn't have saved you right away due to her poison."
"Why kill her? She relies on her martial arts skills to kill ordinary people at will, so let her have a taste of being an ordinary person without martial arts, make her crimes public, and let the families of the victims know the murderer Who is he?"
Listening to An Xin's revenge, Gong Jiu grinned wider and wider, and laughed louder and louder. He stopped laughing under An Xin's extraordinarily calm eyes, and said with a smile: " It seems that you are not very kind and know how to kill people and punish people. Let a person who relies on martial arts to act recklessly lose his martial arts and let others slaughter him."
"I have never said that I am a kind person. Without you, I would not even be qualified to retaliate against her." An Xin laughed at himself: "I am not a good person, nor a bad person. Nothing happened like this." I won’t care about the things in front of me. People have to act according to their ability. My only goal is to go home safely. What about you, Gong Jiu? You are good at martial arts, the prince of Taiping, and with these modern knowledge, you can become the world’s leader. First or emperor, to you it is all a matter of time, right? Why would you listen to me and deal with someone like this? What is your goal?"
Gong Jiu's smile faded, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, "My goal? I said my goal is to kill all the time-travelers, do you believe it?"
"I believe it, and I also believe that you could have killed me directly when I went out, but you have kept me here till now, and even cast a poison on both of us. Although you are the one who cast the poison, you have a way to undo it. But aren’t you afraid that my brain will twitch and I will commit suicide just to not be controlled by you?”
"Then you can?"
An Xin shook her head, "No, I won't do it until my life is not threatened or becomes unbearable."
"Since it's not to the point where you can't bear it, why do you have to explore my purpose? Apart from this Gu, am I not treating you well?"
"Because I think you are trying to seduce me, or please me." An Xin touched her chin and thought for a moment, then found a word that she thought was suitable. "Although the way you please me is different from others, I should Doesn’t it feel wrong?”
