40. Caiyunhuashang

The nickname "Witch" was used, which frightened the fat boss so much that he turned pale and did not dare to say anything further.

Then I knew that Junior Auntie's reputation was still the same as before.

However, the fat boss's face was blue and his lips were pale, and he was shaken a few times when he was frightened. A few years ago, the mention of the witch Ming Suwen in the world was not only frightening but also a big headache. If you mess with the little master's aunt, you have to choose one of several options, whether you want to hire a master, abandon your family and join Shaolin, or dig a hole and bury yourself on the spot. Who doesn't know that the witch Ming Suwen is unparalleled in martial arts, unparalleled in beauty and scheming, and the most terrible thing is that her backstage is mysterious and unpredictable.

According to rumors, the leader of a certain unlucky evil gang went to the streets one day to look for Mrs. Yazhai, but he did not dare to set his sights on the young master's aunt. I accidentally stepped on my junior aunt's shoes while walking...little flowers fell off my face. Overnight the entire gang changed their ways. From then on, bridges were built, roads were built, and bookstores were built, and everyone visited them to wish them good fortune. The whole gang will never dare to say a single bad word again for the rest of their lives. Since then, it has been renamed Shanniang Gang, which is the abbreviation of "Wish the Ming girl good luck and longevity every year, Kangning Gang".

According to rumors, there was a young master who was a famous martial arts master who coveted the beauty of his young aunt. I swore not to marry my junior aunt, and I swore that I would not be a human being. He posted a hero post asking the witch to fight him for a bet tomorrow, and asked heroes from all walks of life to bear witness. Three days later, the heroes gathered to watch the play. The young master tremblingly changed his name to "I am not a human being", and the matter was over.

According to rumors, there was a wealthy man in the water business who was afraid of the young master's aunt, so he made an appointment with some tough guys in the world to deal with her. The eighteen large ships connected together are known as the Iron Lock Crossing the River Formation. Eighteen ships were burned down by a fire overnight, and they fell into the sea together with the tough ones. There has been no news until today...

In short, the backstage of the witch Ming Suwen is unfathomable, and her hands are astonishingly hard. All kinds of strange stories happened.

People in the world are very concerned about her background, and there have been many speculations about her background. Some guessed Wudang, some guessed Lushan Sword Temple, some guessed that it was Shalian, another guessed that it was from the Demon Cult, and some even guessed that the young master's aunt herself was the incarnation of the master of Yuntian Palace.

Don't guess, we did it.

I remember that the fire was set by the Grand Master's father. He was so happy. As for the Wudang Demon Cult, it was naturally a rumor created by a handsome, smart, and handsome man.

Since we are secretly supporting our little aunt, the rumors about the witch are getting weirder and weirder. Later, it was said that she almost really became a female devil who disturbed the world. It worried us so much, but the junior aunt herself liked this nickname quite much and didn't take it seriously. It’s just that since then, no one even believed the junior aunt’s claim that she was from Daluoshan. On the contrary, he firmly believes that this is an evil action that throws dirty water on the right path.

I didn't want to wait any longer, so I picked up my little sister-in-law and swung herself to the door. I opened the door and went out.

The fat boss was stunned when he saw my handsome body, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"A watchdog, so good at it."

Madhu, let’s have a good chat! !

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I have been in this town for three days.

My junior aunt and I have already done things like singing on stage, racing with tigers, interrogating Zhou at night, etc. The town asked us to make such a fuss. Sometimes we thought heroes were coming, and sometimes we thought it was a ghost. It made people panic.

However, as soon as the play was performed yesterday, the news that the witch Ming Su Wenjia had arrived had probably spread.

It is not convenient for the two of us to go out, so we will stay in the inn today.

But my junior aunt never had a free day, and she always had to find something to do even in the inn.

She wants to paint today.

Today, the junior auntie was wearing a long, close-fitting dress that was easy to move around. Her shoulders were slightly exposed, and her thick black hair was tied into a delicate braid in front of her chest, making her look even more charming.

Su Wen and everyone sat in front of the case, holding paintbrushes in their hands, squinting their eyes slightly, and comparing my left and right arm spans, very seriously.

And I could only stand obediently and wait for my little aunt to finish her addiction to famous poets and painters. My junior aunt bought a large number of jewelry and clothes, including men's clothing. I picked one piece at random and put it on for me. It fit me in every size and length. Only then did I realize that it was carefully selected by my junior aunt, and it was not random.

Actually, I didn’t really want to be a reference for my little master’s aunt.

Because although the junior aunt is very talented in playing music, chess, and reading, she is not very good at painting... It should be said that her artistic sense is relatively unique, or her sensibility is too delicate. But painting... she is not very good at it.

But since my junior aunt has even bought me clothes, who will go to hell if I don’t?

"Don't move around...it's almost done...it's not true! Don't sleep!"

The behavior of the little junior aunt this time was very different from the previous frivolous behavior. Each stroke is drawn with great care, and as soon as I feel like sleeping, it wakes me up immediately. She turned her pen slightly, and in a moment her shoulders came out, and her legs came out... But her eyes were placed at the end, especially the finishing touch.

In my mind, her work was completed step by step. When her white hands put the last stroke, even the painting in my mind was completed at the same time.

Ah, what a handsome me...

"Hmm...that feels good."

The little auntie raised her head and glanced at me, then looked down at the painting. He lowered his head as if a little shyly, his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was happy as if he had found some treasure.

"I like this painting. It's the best one I've ever painted."

The junior aunt put down her pen and suddenly said slowly.

"It would be great if it was this interesting every day."

I said, "We're tired of staying in this town, so let's change places. Anyway, there are many towns along the way south, so we don't have to worry about running out of interesting places."

"Of course that's good. If you just play for a few more days, you won't be able to catch up with them."

I spread my hands and said, "For the sake of my little auntie's happiness, let them wait. It's not like I haven't waited before. Luo Ming himself has been waiting for ten years. Do you still care about this little time?"

"You are full of lies. If you put down the important responsibilities of the school, my eldest nephew will whip you twice if he doesn't come down from the mountain." After saying that, he smiled. If there is spring in the room, it can only be described as bright and unmarried.

The junior aunt leaned lightly on the back of the chair, seeming to recall the events of the past few days, with a faint smile on her lips.

"I'm not that ignorant. I haven't seen you for a long time and I just miss you. I don't want to delay you from doing business. Besides, you are a grown man and it's really unreasonable to run behind me all day long."

"I know." I rolled my stiff neck and said with a smile: "You have never been a person of no importance in my heart. In the whole Daluo Mountain, when it comes to being reliable, I'm afraid not many people can come to my house. Junior aunt."

But it seemed that my junior aunt didn’t expect to be praised by me. She stretched out her thin neck as white as a swan proudly, but her eyes did not look at me.

"If you want to say it's unreliable, I don't think there are many that can match you. I've been here for three days and I don't have any insight at all. Do you know why I want you to come to Cuiwei Town with me?"

I answered honestly.

"Just having fun."

"wrong."

I thought about it and answered deeply.

"Coveting my beauty."

My junior aunt spat at me: "You are so pretty, why do you need to go to a different place?"

"That's just for fun and my beauty."

"You can be more serious."

I thought about it for a while, but couldn't come up with any reliable clues, said Tanshou.

"I only know that my junior aunt will go out for a short period of time every night. She will steal from others and steal some things. If the reason you mentioned is related to this."

The junior aunt looked at me provocatively and said with a smile: "You have discovered it as expected. So, you have been pretending to sleep these past few nights. What a good boy, you have learned to lie to me."

"I was worried that it would be dangerous for you to go out alone, so I had to be careful. But when you went to steal things, the two women's martial arts skills were far inferior to yours, so I was relieved. I didn't say anything after that, because I was waiting for you to explain to me. ah."

However, the junior aunt was quite pleased with it and said happily: "I discovered the people from Qiushui Jianmen."

I frowned and said in shock: "Qiu Shui Jianmen?"

Who is this...?

Just when I nodded pretendingly, expecting to trick my junior aunt into saying a few more words, my junior aunt waved her hand: "Ah no, you probably don't know this sect has a short history."

"..."

It's okay, it's not the first time that I've been embarrassed in front of my junior aunt.

"The Qiushui Sword Sect first appeared in the world more than ten years ago. It was an assassination organization. It was all composed of women."

"Assassination organization? How dare you call it Jianmen. How does the assassination alliance discipline its subordinates?"

The junior aunt blinked: "They are not affiliated with the Killing Alliance."

"Not a member of the Killing Alliance? Such a killer organization... really has no future..." I honestly expressed my feelings, and the junior aunt laughed.

"In terms of strength, they are indeed incomparable to the Killing Alliance. However, their assassination success rate is 100%, and they have never failed so far. But what caught my attention was not their strength. It was their background.

The Qiushui Jianmen are all women, and they all use swords, so they are named after the Jianmen. But their existence is like lightning in the fog, appearing occasionally only when they start killing people. The rest of the information is all lost and mysterious. I have investigated them carefully. It was finally confirmed that these people were from a branch of Yuntian Palace. "

The three words "Yuntian Palace" suddenly hit my ears, and my heart couldn't help but sink.

The junior aunt did not miss my reaction, but continued as if nothing had happened.

"When I came from the capital, I discovered the traces of the two killers from the Qiushui Sword Sect. I wanted to capture them in one fell swoop, but when I was visiting the spot, I heard them mentioning Southern Xinjiang. Although I didn't listen carefully, I had an intuition that it was about you. Related. So I kept an eye on it, hoping to catch big fish in the long run. Then I followed them all the way south. I will take you wherever they go. At the beginning, our route was the same, until they changed their route to Cuiwei Town, and I took you You took a detour.”

"So this is ah."

I just said that my junior aunt seemed to be deliberately following a certain route when she went south, but I couldn't tell why. It turns out there is this relationship between them.

I thought about it for a while and asked again.

"But I remember that you seemed to have stolen their things. What did you steal?"

"It's not stealing." The little junior aunt smiled slyly, "Why do you call it stealing when it comes to scholars? Besides, I left something for them. This is called stealing a dragon and turning it into a phoenix."

I was a little confused when I heard it, but at this moment, there were two sounds of washing outside the window, and two slender figures quickly broke through the window with their body movements. The two swords stabbed the little junior aunt, fell into my hands, and asked me to slap the two of them. It became a rolling gourd.

Say it again in slow motion, these are the two female killers whose things were stolen by their junior aunt. Half an hour ago, they set out from where they lived and walked all the way to our window. They eavesdropped on our conversation but failed. After taking a few deep breaths, they rushed in and wanted to do something bad to the little aunt, but I had been waiting for them for a long time. As soon as they came in, they asked me to pat the ground. .

The two female killers didn't know what was wrong, nor did they know why the sword thrust in. The next moment, they were hugging each other and rolling on the ground.

stunned.

The junior aunt said: "It's not true. These two people are quite important. They should be kept alive."

I nodded and then focused on the two of them.

This female assassin from the Qiushui Sword Sect has a very different style from ordinary killers. Both of these ladies were wearing pink dresses, not the tight-fitting black clothes the killer wore during his assassination.

When I looked at their appearance, I found that both of them were good-looking, gentle and delicate, and even behaved quite generously. Although the two of them had swords in their hands, they broke in through the window. But it is not uncommon for women who learn martial arts in the martial arts world to get angry and take action. If the junior aunt hadn't told them that they were killers first, I would have thought that a lady from some family had made a grudge against us, and I couldn't think of any way to attack them.

The most puzzling thing is their eyes. The changes in their eyes are so flexible. From anger, confusion, panic, forced calmness, worry, to anger again. The changes in emotions were so vivid, as if the blood of the people they killed had not darkened their hearts at all. This is not the look a killer would have.

Is there any killer like this in the world? Not to mention their assassination success rate is an astonishing 10%.

But apparently their reaction was not slow. They stood up again, looked around and found their junior aunt.

Both swords pointed at her and said angrily.

"You witch! Don't even think about escaping."

Even the voice he spoke was high-pitched, without any hidden meaning.

One of the two women said angrily: "How dare you steal our mission map!" I then realized that my junior aunt had actually stolen the map they used for their mission.

"It's okay if you just stole it, but why did you leave the ghost-drawing talisman to mislead us? We almost broke into the Beggar Clan's territory!"

...So it turns out that the little junior aunt left behind a map that she drew by herself? The nearest Beggar Clan territory is a hundred miles away from here. I said there was no movement last night. Where did they get diverted...

The junior aunt was smiling at first, but when she heard this, she retorted rather unconvincingly.

"I obviously drew a new one for you based on your map. How could you mislead me?"

The two of them seemed very angry.

"Nonsense! Who can understand this crappy map of yours! Hey, sister, what is on her table? Is it a map?"

The two assassins caught a glimpse of the portrait of me drawn by my junior aunt and thought it was a map, so they approached it to look at it.

The little junior aunt said anxiously: "You are not allowed to look!" But she was too late to stop her.

The two people looked at each other and were stunned at the same time, showing an expression that was almost frightened to tears.

I also took the opportunity to take a look.

"Ah, you are not allowed to see it unless it is true!"

"..."

The junior aunt crossed her arms in annoyance and said angrily: "I hate it. You said you can't watch it. But you have watched it anyway, so why don't you give me some advice?"

The junior aunt glanced at me for a moment, as if she was acting coquettishly.

"How is it...have you made progress?"

Well, progress has been made, indeed a lot.

No wonder these two killers are so angry that they come to kill people.

I remember that the previous paintings were not so strong.

I just want to ask a question, do you need a day to paint just this painting? ! !

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