Chapter 22 Small Plot

Chapter 022

In "Jianghu", hidden weapon techniques are the most difficult to practice, much more difficult than bow and arrow shooting.

Archery uses arrows and wooden bows to exert power, but hidden weapons all depend on the user's internal strength, eyesight, and technique, all of which are indispensable. In addition, the investment is many times higher than that of bows and arrows.

A set of 'Willow Leaf Flying Knives', a total of thirty-six pieces, is priced at ten taels of silver in the weapon shop, which is several times more expensive than a pot of arrows (twenty arrows) for one tael of silver! I was happy to invest nearly three thousand taels of silver in it, and only raised to the eighth level, that is, I threw away nearly ten thousand throwing knives. This kind of consumption and investment is still very stressful for a newcomer.

but……

Now that it has reached this point, Kaixin doesn't intend to stop there. He wants to get money no matter what, and upgrade "The Willow Leaf Flying Knife" to the ninth floor.

At present, some relatively advanced tasks that come in quickly are dangerous to a certain extent, and are too difficult for newcomers. Most of the players' sources of income come from wild beasts or division tasks.

The number of money missions in the teacher's mission is very small, and Kaixin doesn't intend to go from the flow to grab the pitiful beast resources with a group of newcomers. As a last resort, he can only focus on the more dangerous suburbs outside the city...

Beast!

There should not be many people who dare to try bandits and the like.

The happy target is the bandit.

Because although the value of the beast is more expensive, it needs to occupy the space of the Qiankun bag, and it is very inconvenient to transport it back and forth. It is much more convenient to pack martial arts cheats and so on.

After leaving the city, I am happy to come to Suzhou Creek, which is more than ten miles away from the city...

There was a small boat parked by the river, and a healthy old man in a bamboo hat, with his back to the river bank, was fishing leisurely.

"Boss."

"Here you are, guest officer, are you going to cross the river?" The boatman quickly put away his fishing tackle, got off the boat and pushed the boat.

"Yes, please excuse me."

Happy to say thank you, and boarded the boat.

"Hehe, you are being polite."

The skill of the old boatman was good, the boat sailed very smoothly, and when it reached the center of the river, the honest old man seemed to be in a good mood, and opened his voice to sing the tune...

With a smile on his mouth, he sat cross-legged quietly, listening as the boat swayed.

There are no gorgeous and beautiful tunes, no soft and heroic waves in the tune of the boatman, but the simple singing and floating on this leisurely and calm river have another kind of heart-shattering touch.

Rocking the boat for decades...

Occasionally yelling the boatman's tune is probably the only pastime and entertainment for these simple boatmen.

but.

Who can tell clearly, is this a kind of sadness? Or is it the happiness that ordinary people cannot find and obtain?

There are so many rules of the world, and other people's opinions, Chuangong will not pay attention to it, and there is no need to pay attention to it...

With the swaying of the boat, and the tune of the boat, I felt happy and felt my mood suddenly relaxed. I gradually stretched out and sat on the side of the boat, looking straight at the quiet river with the sword, and the hero's scarf floated backward with the wind. , an indescribable enjoyment.

Not long after, the boat docked.

After paying the fare, I was happy to go ashore.

At this moment, a little girl ran up the trail on the riverside wharf. Her body was covered in mud and dust, she stumbled, and when she saw the boatman, she bumped into the boatman's arms and cried loudly:

"Xiaohuan? You're not staying at home, why are you here..."

The wrinkled boatman was in a hurry, as if realizing that something bad had happened, he hurriedly asked.

Kaixin saw at a glance that he had broken into a small plot, and was "lucky" to trigger it, so he frowned immediately, but did not leave in a hurry.

The girl Xiaohuan raised her heartbroken face, and while crying, spit out the bad news intermittently:

"Woo... Grandpa! Mother... Mother, he was captured by the bad guys,

Dad was also injured by them, and he was still vomiting blood... Woo... Grandpa, those villains also said that if we report to the police, our village will be burned down next time... What about Xiaohuan? Xiaohuan wants a mother..."

The boatman suffered greatly and stomped his feet again and again:

"It must be the gang of thieves who killed thousands of knives in Heifengzhai, and they came to the village again to harm people."

"Xiu Niang, what should Xiu Niang do!"

The honest and honest boatman who had been rowing the oar all his life was a little confused for a while, and he didn't know what to do, so he hugged his granddaughter and cried.

"Are you willing to help Lao Chuangong rescue his son and Xiaohuan's mother?" As expected, the system sent a prompt at the right time, making him feel embarrassed and happy.

The latter frowned.

If it's just killing a few little thieves, he can do it. It's easy to save the boatman's son. A pack of Jinchuang medicine can cure the disease, but he has to go to Heifengzhai to rescue Xiaohuan's mother...

To be honest.

So far, no player who can break into Heifeng Village to save people has yet to be born!

There are at least a hundred or eighty heroes in a village. Even if the "Blue Shirt Gentleman's Sword" Gusu City is famous, it is impossible to deal with a group of bandits whose strength is not inferior to that of hooligans. The senior bandit.

Reason tells Kaixin that this task... cannot be accepted.

but.

If you want to blame it, blame everything in "Jiang Hu" for being too realistic. Kaixin has no way to ignore the girl Xiaohuan's heartbroken sobs and watch the old boatman walk away helplessly in tears.

Black Wind Village!

That being the case, let's go for a break.

At any rate, I also learned good Shaolin Changquan, Jiugong Bagua Sword, and Willow Leaf Flying Knife, and comforted myself happily and somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Old Chuangong, Xiaohuan, get up first!" Walking in front of the two people who were embracing and crying, he said happily, "Heifengzhai is an evil town, and as a child of the Murong family, I am so happy that I can't just sit idly by, how about this?" , you take me back to the village first, save Xiaohuan's father, and then find a way to rescue Xiaohuan's mother."

"Really...really?"

The old Chuangong wiped away his old tears, and the resounding name of the Murong family gave him a glimmer of hope.

Xiaohuan also poked her head out of her arms, looked at the boy in blue shirt with a sincere and determined face, showed joy, and nodded her head vigorously.

The only thing that can't be happy is being happy...

On the way, he had to consider how to deal with the hundred or eighty bandits in Heifengzhai.

"...The bandit who killed a thousand swords!"

"God is blind!"

Under the leadership of the old boatman, Kaixin came to a small village near the river not far away. There were only about 20 households here, and the door of one of them was crowded with people, and all kinds of cynical curses could be heard from afar. .

"The village chief is here, give way quickly."

A group of people at the door quickly retreated to make way for the sad-faced Old Chuangong and Xiaohuan.

Kaixin followed into the back room. A man was lying on the bed with a bloodless complexion, staring blankly at the roof. He seemed to be the 'Xiaohuan's father' who lost Xiuniang.