Xiang Qiubeard here seems to be more accustomed to being called Xiang Ling.

He was wearing an old military robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, and he was sitting on the corpse with a pulled face and a very unhappy look on his face.

"I'm lazy? I'm just lazy." He tapped the soles of his shoes, "Didn't you say there were bandits? In the end, they ended up carrying dead bodies here."

The soldier next to him kicked him: "What happened to the dead body? Xiang Ling, you can also lift the dead body. Don't forget that last time you fought with the remaining rebels and almost killed everyone."

"Someone else almost killed me, okay?" Xiang Ling became even more angry and raised her sword, "I said one person would fight ten people, but they didn't help me, and they almost knocked me out. As a result, everyone was killed.

They were surrounded, right? In the end, instead of relying on me to break out of the siege, I beat them back."

The soldiers nearby laughed and laughed, "Don't brag", "You can beat a ghost", "Last time you said one person would fight ten people, Mr. Nan gave ten people, and beat you like a dog."

Xiang Ling tapped the ground with her sword: "That doesn't count. Those ten people set up a formation with shields, spears and crossbows. That doesn't count."

"It doesn't matter!" An angry shout came, "Xiang Ling, you are gathering people to be lazy again!"

Upon hearing this shout, the soldiers gathered around Xiang Ling immediately lowered their heads and dispersed.

The general leader standing in the distance looked at this side with a serious face, surrounded by guards.

"Xiang Ling, if you don't obey the military orders and are lazy and slippery, get out of the Yingwu Army!"

Xiang Ling stood up with his head lowered, inserted his sword back into his waist, followed the other soldiers, and lifted up a corpse. Seeing that the general was no longer paying attention, the soldiers around him smiled lowly at Xiang Ling.

"Xiang Ling, what are you afraid of? Just get out of here."

"Yes, you didn't always want to leave, saying that you would go to Sword Ranger Quartet."

Xiang Ling snorted: "What can I do if I get out? Walk around with my sword." He lowered his head and looked at the corpse he was carrying. The corpse was wearing a military robe, exactly like the one he was wearing. "The soldiers of Jiannan Road will kill them if they say so."

If you kill him, the banner of the Jiannan Army will be changed to that of the Yingwu Army. There is nothing in this world that can lead you everywhere with your sword."

A soldier next to him kicked him: "Xiang Ling, say what you should say and say less of what you shouldn't."

The other soldiers beside him also glared at him and took a few steps away, fearing that they would be harmed by him.

Xiang Ling curled her lips and kicked and walked away without saying anything.

Li Minglou smiled when he saw Xiang Ling like this. It turned out that Xiang Ling was a soldier under Xiang Yun. He didn't look like he was doing well. The soldier's uniform he wore was old and his swords were ordinary. He was also teased by his companions.

, not the slightest bit arrogant as a knight-errant.

Li Minglou stood outside the door and watched Xiang Ling move the body and clean the floor. He was busy from day to night. He didn't rest in the evening and was driven to patrol and guard again.

Such a big thing happened in Xiang's house. With a word from Xiang Yun, the government officials obeyed their orders, and martial law was enforced inside and outside Taiyuan Mansion.

After the dust settled, the people in the city resumed walking, but the area around Xiang's house was still under martial law and no idlers were allowed to approach. However, there were always bold people watching and snooping.

Xiang Yun has a reputation of benevolence and loving the people, so as long as these people don't break in, they will not be dispersed and threatened by soldiers and horses.

Xiang Ling is one of the soldiers responsible for guarding the surrounding area.

"Will food be delivered soon?" He weakly asked the soldiers beside him, holding a long spear, "I've been busy all day and haven't even drank a sip of water."

The soldier next to him sneered: "That's a pretty idea. Who brings you food? Do you think you are doing something big? It's just a look at the street. You can eat after your duty is over."

Xiang Ling was annoyed: "Then we are left with cold food and cold dishes. Watching the street is not a trivial matter!" He looked around again, "Why are there only guards like us and no patrols? This defense is not tight."

Another soldier leaned against the wall and laughed: "Just show off. Taiyuan Mansion is under the control of the Marquis, so there is nothing to be wary of."

Xiang Ling said: "Of course there won't be a large number of soldiers and horses, but what about assassins? A single-handed assassin can be everywhere and penetrate every hole."

The soldiers all laughed, "What kind of assassins are there?" "Where do assassins come from these days?" "Even if an assassin comes, what will happen?" "Xiang Ling, don't you also call yourself an assassin ranger? I remember you weren't even ten in a row.

I can't beat any soldier."

Xiang Ling said angrily: "What does the assassin have to do with whether he can defeat ten soldiers? The assassin is not about killing a few people. The assassin only needs to kill one person."

The soldiers waved their hands, "Then I will leave such a powerful assassin to you."

Xiang Ling was too lazy to talk to them anymore. She held her spear and looked at the street in front of her. Her eyes scanned the people on the street little by little. There were men, women, old and young. Under the cover of twilight, they crowded together and whispered and pointed.

As we got closer and closer, some people boldly asked the soldiers what happened.

The crowd was getting bigger and bigger, and the streets were noisy. Some people were arguing because they were watching the excitement, "You stepped on my foot," "Oh, you broke my foot." They pushed and cursed, attracting people on the street.

The soldiers looked over, and someone called out to Xiang Ling: "Do you think these two are assassins? They deliberately caused chaos."

Xiang Ling looked over there: "No."

The soldiers laughed and said, "Take a closer look."

Xiang Ling ignored them. Li Minglou looked at him and found that Xiang Ling looked wary, but not at the two people fighting, but at the crowd gathered around to watch the fight.

In the crowd, some were shouting, some were applauding, some were afraid, some were covering their eyes

The person who covered his eyes opened his fingers slightly and looked towards Li Minglou through his fingers.

So far away, the dusk was dim, but the sight was very dazzling. Li Minglou stood up, and Xiang Ling had already passed through her, holding a spear and walking forward.

"Everyone stand back!"

"Take these two away from me!"

The police patrolling the streets also heard the noise and came over. They caught the two men and took them away, driving away the onlookers on the street.

Xiang Ling stopped and Li Minglou stood beside him. The gaze in the crowd had disappeared.

Interesting, did you discover that there was really an assassin? Li Minglou looked at Xiang Ling. Xiang Ling's eyes were roving on the street. His eyes were bright in the dim light. At this time, Xiang Ling changed from the Xiang Qiu bearded person she knew.

become a person.

However, Li Minglou's expression returned to dullness, so what does it have to do with her.

She wanders here, neither alive nor dead, unable to save her relatives or kill her enemies.

The dim light was quickly swallowed up by the night. Xiang Ling finally ended her watch. She rubbed her belly and looked for food. The food was already cold. Xiang Ling chewed a few mouthfuls and threw it away. She quarreled with the soldiers who were cooking.

Fighting, cursing and looking for something to eat

Li Minglou followed him blankly through the barracks outside the Xiang family's house, passed through an alley guarded by guards, and came to the street. The street was not as bustling as it used to be. All large and small shops were closed, except for a few here and there.

The lights were on in the restaurant, but there were no customers. Pedestrians passing by were walking in a hurry.

Li Minglou suddenly discovered that Xiang Ling did not go to the restaurant to find something to eat. Instead, she ran across the street to an alley and walked around randomly.

What is he looking for?

Li Minglou followed numbly and watched as Xiang Ling finally stopped in front of a grocery store. Although the store's lights were on, the door was closed.

Xiang Ling didn't knock on the door, but just kicked her over.

The door panel fell down with a sound, and the light poured out. Someone at the counter inside was frightened and turned around. He held a mirror in one hand and covered his face.

"Sir, it's closed. What do you want in such a hurry?" he asked in surprise.

Xiang Ling stood at the door, holding the knife in her hand: "I want you!"

The man made a sound, moved the mirror to reveal his face, and the lights dimmed instantly.

His face is fair, with long eyebrows and thin lips that are a little red. The rouge in his hand is sweeping across the end of his eyes, leaving a trace of crimson.

Li Minglou was startled, Uncle Min.

Li Min looked at her and smiled, his eyes moving: "You want me? You are so ugly, you can't afford me."

He was slender and weak, and his voice was soft, but Xiang Ling's figure stood so tense at the door that Li Minglou could hear the creaking of his bones.

"Martial law in Taiyuan Prefecture." Xiang Ling said, "Who are you? Where do you come from? What do you want to do?"

Li Min pouted, raised the mirror to his eyes again, and gently rubbed the remaining powder on his lips: "Didn't you see? It says on the door, Grocery Store, of course I am a businessman selling groceries, Taiyuan Prefecture

Martial law doesn’t even say no business is allowed, you little soldier.”

He poked half of his face out from behind the mirror, looked at Xiang Ling and blinked.

"Are you here to blackmail me?"

Xiang Ling held the knife and walked slowly forward: "Don't pretend to be crazy like me, you open a grocery store? Then why were you hanging around Xiang's house and snooping before? The two people who collided were probably your fault."

Li Minglou suddenly realized that that line of sight in the evening was Li Min.

Li Min put his hands on the counter and looked at Xiang Ling who was walking in step by step. He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Okay, there are so many guards and generals, but you are the only one who noticed me. What did I do before? It's not like being a soldier.

of."

Xiang Ling said: "A certain person is a ranger."

Li Min chuckled: "What kind of ranger are you?"

When Xiang Ling finished speaking, the person rushed towards him like a cat. The knife in his hand brought out a cold light. With a clatter, the person fell like a cat again. The light of the knife followed closely behind. The person hit the wall and slipped, while the knife wiped the ground.

Holding his shoulders and sinking into the wall.

With a clatter, a small mirror fell to the ground.

Li Min was still leaning in front of the counter and clapped his hands gently: "It's true that young people nowadays call themselves knight-errants just by wielding a sword and dancing with it a few times. If I praise you for being able to spot me, do you still take it seriously? What if it wasn't for you?

I asked you to discover it, but you can discover it, let alone chase me and find me."

He walked over and picked up the small mirror that had fallen on the ground. He saw a crack in the small mirror and felt distressed on his face.

"What a pity for this mirror."
To be continued...