Chapter 106 Come, Fight Me
In the days to come, Chen Jiu would mostly go out to kill demons, and when he had nothing to do, he would sit in the general's mansion and chat with Zhao Shuo for nothing.
The two have very different personalities, but they have something to talk about, and they can often hold two jugs of wine and talk boastfully.
The woman likes to put one foot on it, put one hand on it, and then tell Chen Jiu about her feat of attacking the city on the battlefield, and then raise her eyebrows and say to Chen Jiu.
"I didn't kill you last time. I'm in a good mood. Next time, I won't stop."
Chen Jiu nodded quickly, then waved his hand, "Don't blame me, blame the wind."
Zhao Shuo frowned, and said contemptuously, "I'll kill the wind too."
To put it bluntly, I really want to kill the wind.
Chen Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then rolled his eyes at the woman, "Why don't you have a seizure?"
Zhao Shuo cast a glance at him, said nothing, got up slowly, walked towards the back of the house, then took advantage of Chen Jiu not paying attention, gave him a kick, and walked away quickly.
Chen Jiu turned his head to look at the woman walking away, and grinned, speechless.
Zhao Shuo is an extremely independent woman. If she is serious, her words will not allow others to resist.
It was as if she wanted Chen Jiu to practice boxing with her now. Chen Jiu agreed to practice boxing, and if he disagreed, it was also practice boxing.
The guest in blue shirt had no choice at all, so he could only nod in agreement.
Zhao Shuo didn't take advantage of him, he just stretched out one hand, "I only use this one hand, don't hide your secrets, practice boxing with me with all your strength, it's okay to get a little injury."
Chen Jiu asked: "Really use all your strength?"
The woman raised her eyebrows, "You look down on me?"
The old housekeeper was terrified watching from the sidelines, but he didn't dare to go up to persuade him, so he could only run away and watch from afar.
The woman's golden pupils were shining, and she was unparalleled in domineering. She clenched a fist with one hand and shouted: "Come, fight with me!"
In an instant, the martial arts of heaven and earth were sucked into the sea like a rainbow, and entangled in the sleeves of the green shirt. The broken arm wrapped around the martial arts, and suddenly there was a golden arm.
Chen Jiu raised his fist, shining golden light, "Okay."
The woman was taken aback.
The green shirt man punched the woman backwards and flew a hundred meters into the wall.
Zhao Shuo got up from the ruins, her brows were furrowed, her golden pupils were ablaze, and she was full of arrogance. She spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted at Chen Jiu.
"Stand still."
Chen Jiu didn't know what to say, and nodded blankly.
The woman punched him so that he flew backwards and fell into the pond. Then she clapped her hands and snorted, "It's even, no more fights."
She couldn't beat it anyway.
The man in green shirt got up from Huzhou, grinned the corners of his mouth, Wu Yun shook the water droplets from his clothes, shook his head, and went to kill the demon without fussing with the woman.
The city has always been unsafe, with evil spirits appearing endlessly and killing them endlessly. It seems that the sentence has really been fulfilled, where there are people, there are evil spirits.
When Chen Jiu was killing a demon, a disheveled scholar found him, knelt down and kowtowed to him, pleading.
"I beg Mr. White Fox to help me."
Chen Jiu was still holding Xie Xun's head in his hands, his golden pupils were shining, he looked down at the kneeling scholar, and asked, "What's the matter?"
The scholar raised his head, his expression blank and sad, "My wife is gone, sir, can you help me find it?"
Chen Jiu was silent for a moment, the golden light in his eyes slowly dissipated, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not."
The scholar kowtowed heavily, and with a bang, his head was firmly pressed against the ground, begging tremblingly, "Please sir..."
He whimpered, "I promised her that we would live and die together, how could she be willing to leave me and leave first, she won't."
The scholar's expression was dull, and he repeated sadly, "Definitely not."
Chen Jiu sighed, and asked, "What are the characteristics of your lady? If I meet her, I will pay attention."
The scholar shook his head with a blank face, "I don't know."
Chen Jiu frowned, raised his palm slightly, a large force of martial arts gathered in his palm, and grabbed the scholar's head.
Wu Yun came out of the scholar's head with a layer of faint yellow evil spirit.
With a flick of Chen Jiu's hand, his martial luck and evil spirit collapsed at the same time. He looked at the scholar, "Where did you come from?"
With tears in the corners of the scholar's eyes, he replied blankly, "At home."
"Take me to your house."
The scholar hesitated, "But I have to find my wife."
Chen Jiu replied: "First start looking at your home."
Hearing the words, the scholar got up suddenly, first followed the etiquette, thanked Chen Jiu, and then took him, anxiously rushing home.
The two of them didn't walk very far. The scholar's house was in an alley beside the Huai River. It looked very dilapidated.
After the scholar entered the room, he was even more sad, perhaps because he was thinking about others when he saw things. He stood in the room and kept covering his face with his sleeves to hide his tears, not wanting Mr. Baihu to see the joke.
In fact, when the lady was here in the past, although the house was dilapidated, everything was in good order, far less messy than it is now.
It's just that the lady is gone.
The scholar wiped away his tears again, and then he didn't care about it any more. He started to put those cheap red makeup, and put them neatly in a pile, so Mr. Baihu couldn't let Mr. Baihu see the joke.
The more the scholar was placed, the more tears in his eyes, and finally couldn't help it, hugging the red makeup that the lady usually used, sitting on the ground and weeping.
Many times, he hated himself, hated himself for being a scholar, the most useless poor scholar, earning a little money by helping others copy books, and couldn't even afford the cheap dresses his wife liked.
What he hates the most is why he stepped forward and said those two sentences when he met his wife.
Wouldn't it be much better if I didn't say it?
But how could he bear not to speak?
But after talking about it, I can only give my wife such a life. In the end, even my life is unknown. It is really hard for my wife, it is hard.
Scholar useless?
He whimpered.
It's just that he's useless.
Chen Jiu glanced at him, then turned his head suddenly, went out of the house, stood in the alley, looked up towards the end of the alley.
It was foggy.
There was an indistinct thin figure there.
Chen Jiu raised his palm slightly, gathering martial arts in his palm, dispelling the fog around him, raised his foot on the bluestone road in the alley, and walked slowly towards the figure.
The closer you get, the bigger the fog.
As it approached, Chen Jiu raised his brows slightly, and it turned out to be a woman's figure.
The woman bowed to Chen Jiu and said respectfully, "Thank you Mr. Baihu for taking care of my husband."
Chen Jiu's martial arts dissipated, and he asked a question that he already knew the answer to.
"you are dead?"
The woman nodded, "Dying in the foggy weather on the Huai River, I became a foggy man who was neither human nor ghost, but it was great to be able to look at my husband from time to time."
Chen Jiu replied: "The scholar is looking for you."
The woman smiled, "The fog is too thick, and my husband can't find me."
She smiled sadly.
The fog gradually thickened, and the woman's figure melted into the fog, and disappeared with the fog.
Chen Jiu sighed, but he didn't feel much sadness, just because he saw too much suffering in the world and was used to it.
What's more, he himself is also one of the sufferings in this world.
He raised his drooping sleeves and smiled wryly.
Living in a cage for a long time, they are all miserable people.
All bitter.