Grandma Xiong waved to Liu Ruiying, who was still pondering, and walked out of the door of the restaurant.

It was said that it was the main door, but in fact it didn't even have the door panel. It was so wide open, allowing the wind and rain to flow backwards. The warm season was fine. If it were placed in winter, the whole winery would probably have trembling hands when holding the wine glass. Before it could be drunk, it had already spilled most of it.

The drinkers sitting in the hall seemed to have become accustomed to opening like this, and it seemed that they saw the door without a board, and it seemed that they were opening a gap for their closed state of distress.

Through the door, they can see the lively market and the fireworks of people coming and going, so that they will not sink into the drunken land.

So I simply accepted it, and no one told the boss that if the door is broken, it should be practiced.

Several wandering and embarrassed drunk people had the same tacit understanding at that time.

Her left foot had just stepped over the low threshold and had not yet landed.

A black shadow came from a distance and reached the bamboo basket at the bend of Grandma Xiong's arm.

Grandma Xiong didn't look nervous at all, but slowly moved the bamboo basket that was originally slapped on the right to the left.

The black shadow actually stayed in the air and then retreated backwards.

Liu Ruiying saw it very clearly.

This black shadow was the whip in the coachman's hand.

The whip was extremely skillful and attacked quickly like a black snake, making people unable to defend themselves, and the strength was very clever. The wrists of the whip must have been practiced for many years, and they could stop the soft whip in the air and suck it back.

In this world, very few martial artists have used this unique weapon. Usually, they don’t have swords, but they are swords. What’s more, they are abandoned, and they only rely on their own fists and legs.

Fist and foot are the most convenient, fast and friendly for weapons. Users can clearly feel the physical blow, not as cold and stiff as using weapons.

The power of this long whip is insufficient, and it is impossible for the sword to defeat the enemy in one move.

Compared with fists, it is less friendly and is even more of a choice.

Grandma Xiong continued to walk forward, still using her staggering steps.

It seems that he has not been affected by the attack just now, which has made Liu Ruiying increasingly suspicious and admire him. Grandma Xiong is so old and has such a calm mind and neat hands and feet. She must not be a simple person.

The bamboo craftsman opposite suddenly pulled out a bamboo strip and threw it out at the place where Grandma Xiong was about to settle down.

However, Grandma Xiong's steps are unpredictable.

It's not like the rules of a normal person, and it can't be said that it's such a technique. In short, you think she should fall into the next moment, or it should be here, but in the end she's gone, the feeling of jumping with her foot.

After a slight pause, he barely avoided the bamboo strips.

The groom and the vendor have taken action, and the targets are still grandma Xiong.

They are all craftsmen who work hard to live, but for some reason they suddenly target Grandma Xiong.

Only the thin man in blue robe was still standing there, motionless.

Because Huanong was still standing in front of him, but he didn't want to hurt the innocent.

His heart was quiet and cool at this moment.

It was as quiet as a coffin thrown into the wasteland, and as ice as the river water in the middle of winter. The only interest was Grandma Xiong, and the only concern was Huanong standing in front of her.

He likes this feeling very much, just like usual, with the door open and the window open, enjoying the coldness. Some people like warmth, while others only like the coldness. Because this feeling makes people sober and don’t think about it.

However, when the cold ends, he will want to drink a pot of hot old wine, a slightly hot tub of bath water, or a sizzling sound when the coal in the iron bucket burns when the vendor sells roasted sweet potatoes. But what he wants most is nothing.

There is nothing in my mind, just like a chaos in mythology when the world is not open.

This chaos made him make a lot of mistakes, but fortunately he is still alive.

At the beginning, he did not use a sword, but a stick. Compared to a sword, the stick is not as sharp as it is, and it is less elegant. However, he has only used this stick once.

Now his hands and feet were colder than his heart at that time, and he was sweating... This made him unable to hold anything tightly, whether it was a stick, a sword, or a wine glass. Among the three, he arrived the earliest. Because he arrived at the location in advance, judging the terrain, the wind direction, even a leaf or a stone could have a decisive impact.

The coachman and the vendor both failed, and their eyes were now focused on him.

Liu Ruiying didn't understand.

Why do these three people have to be in trouble with Grandma Xiong?

There is only one reason, that is, the hidden secrets that Grandma Xiong tells her are enough to threaten the lives of others.

Secrets can be regarded as illusory kings above human nature. No matter how big or small or not, when someone hears that others have their own secrets, they will feel guilty, no matter what he has done or missed recently.

No matter how proud a person is, there are always one or two things that are not done well or go against their own hearts. For them, that is a huge secret and a false face, and it will be embarrassing to be exposed.

Everything in this world can be clearly marked, but the price of life is still life. If the lives of others are threatened, then the way to contact the threat is to completely eliminate the source of the threat.

He walked around Huanong, quietly walked behind Grandma Xiong, pulled out the two swords hidden in the flesh from his robe, pulled them out, and stabbed them.

His movements were clean and neat, because he had practiced tens of thousands of times, just to make it be someone else who fell down after taking action, not him. But he killed too many people, with the smell of blood and murderous aura.

Or maybe because I was too devoted and didn't feel everything around me.

The time is just right.

The sword in his hand is a good sword that is selected from thousands of tempers.

Although swordsmanship is not the ultimate skill of a well-known sect, it is the most effective swordsmanship.

But his sword did not stab the grandma Xiong, but chewed the bamboo basket she was slung on her arms.

There were many cloth bags in the bamboo basket. The bags were filled with scrambled chestnuts in the past, but now they were empty shells. However, after these cloth bags fell to the ground, it made a muffled sound, which seemed quite heavy.

Liu Ruiying couldn't help but frown.

He had known for a long time that this grandma Xiong was not simple, and he knew very well that except for the three people at the door who were wearing blue robe, the remaining two were not ordinary grooms and hawkers.

Now it seems that his ideas have been confirmed.

After one of the cloth bags fell to the ground, they could not withstand the beating and suddenly cracked, and the eyes of a golden thorn hurt.

These cloth bags contain empty shells of fried chestnuts, but chestnut-sized and yellow gold.

Liu Ruiying flew out of the window and stood between the man in blue robe and Grandma Xiong.

Grandma Xiong turned her back to Liu Ruiying and sighed a long sigh.

"You discovered it, Liu Shengqi!"

"What did you find?"

Liu Ruiying looked solemn, but she asked with a pretended relaxed look.

"If you find something, you have to ask your own eyes, why ask me?"

Grandma Xiong said with a chuckling.

"I only saw a poor old lady selling candy and fried chestnuts with a bamboo basket full of gold!"

Liu Ruiying said. Grandma Xiong slowly turned around, still chuckling, but she didn't say a word.

The man in a wide blue robe and thin body fell down straight. The blue clothes were quickly penetrated by scarlet blood, and three pieces of black appeared on both sides of the ribs and at the base of the thighs. They were more condensed than the night and more eye-catching than the white clothes dyed blood.

His body could only support him to draw his sword once.

Even though he had contacted many times this time, he still failed in the end.

Liu Ruiying saw that sword very clearly.

The sword has a strong murderous aura. If nothing unexpected happens, Grandma Xiong will definitely be killed with one sword.

But the accident was his hesitation.

No one knew what he was thinking at the last moment, but his sword avoided Grandma Xiong's neck and turned to stab the bamboo basket.

The only thing that can make people change their minds at the critical moment of life and death is the secret that threatens others.

"Since Liu Shengqi said that, I'm going to ask."

Grandma Xiong paused and said.

"There is a law in Zhongdu City that an old man selling candy and fried chestnuts cannot carry a bamboo basket, and the bamboo basket is full of gold?"

What Grandma Xiong said makes some sense. Do things in the world have to develop according to what ordinary people think?

Liu Ruiying couldn't even say a word he was asked about.

As the provincial banner of the Zhongdu Census Department and in Zhongdu City, of course, the law must be the priority. Although Grandma Xiong's words are sharp and mean, full of sophistry and clever, Liu Ruiying has to admit that she said something right. After all, there is indeed no such regulation in Zhongdu City, and even if there is, it will not be so detailed.

They can control others' contacts and whether they violate the law, but they cannot interfere in how others live.

The vendor changed his face when Grandma Xiong called Liu Ruiying. But his body was stiff and could not move. Instead, the groom holding a long whip reacted quickly, immediately stretched out his feet and kicked him hard towards the horse's butt. After the horse neighed, it spread out its four hooves and began to run wildly.

But he ran in the wrong direction, but he drove the carriage and rushed straight towards Liu Ruiying.

Before Liu Ruiying could instruct, Huanong immediately picked up a stone on the side of the road and smashed it at the axle on the wheel of the carriage.

Hearing a crisp sound, the wheels of the carriage were soaked faster than the body and the horse. They disappeared into the darkness and disappeared. The remaining half of the carriage was dragged to the ground by the horse. Soon they couldn't bear the strength and broke apart. The groom holding a long whip was thrown out and fell heavily on the wall.

This groom is really good at it.

After enduring such a severe impact, not only did he not stop at all, but instead turned his arms around, his fingers exerted force, clamped the wall, and rushed to the other side.

The bamboo craftsman was also frightened by the movement and came to his senses. While the wreckage of the carriage was piled up in front of him, he picked up the shoulder pole, supported his body, and jumped over the wall.

Huanong wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Because the horse pulling the cart was shocked by this sudden change, he was rushing around and was about to run from this small road into the bustling street market ahead.

Seeing this, Liu Ruiying didn't care about Grandma Xiong and the two who ran away.

With the help of his feet, he was blessed with energy. In an instant, he moved up and down, and rushed to the frightened horse. He reached out and pulled the reins, then calmed down and used a "thousand-pound pendant" body technique. His feet seemed to have taken root and stood firmly.

The horse was suddenly blocked by such a huge force while running, and had to raise its front hooves high and break the reins. However, it stopped and did not move forward any further.

Liu Ruiying looked ahead, only ten feet away from the crowded street, which was crowded with people, and she was scared and sweating all over her back...
Chapter completed!