Chapter 44 Wash Your Hands and Make Soup

Years later, when Wang Xi, the thirteenth disciple of the Sword Lodge, stood in front of that team of cavalry, he would quasi-recall that bright afternoon when the Sang Wen girl took him to pick out a girl, with the same helplessness and the same headache.

At that time, hold the moon building has been the world’s premier sales grotto, a courtyard like the princely mansion of a separate house distributed in the building behind the thin lake on both sides of the lake, there is a thin ice on the lake, ice on the broken snow, snow in the snow, there are countless pieces of crimson petals blown off by the wind from the lakeside waxberry branches.

Yes, it was like blood and snow, cold and icy yet incredibly hot, like the mind of the young powerful figure who wrote the notice. But it was more like a bowl of noodle soup, the white tender waist of noodles floating and sinking in the beautiful noodle soup, the dozen or so corners of dried sea peppers that had been cut open with scissors, brightly red to stimulate the eyes, heart, mouth and nose of the diners.

Wang Xi took a deep breath, rubbed his nose, shook his head somewhat sadly, stood his chopsticks on the table twice, through the noodle soup, picked up a chopstick of noodles, and ate in a meticulous and elegant manner, he ate in a very civilized manner, but at a very fast speed, and in a short while of work, there was only the white noodle soup left in the bowl.

He did not stop eating, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Along with Deng Ziyue returned from Suzhou to the capital to resume orders Sang Wen girl full of gentle face looking at this fortune teller, although not clear why the adults have such an arrangement, but surely this fortune teller is not an ordinary character.

Indeed is not ordinary, born very good-looking, thin lips, eyebrows like a sword, eyes warm and godly, own a peaceful flavor, is now drinking noodle soup, looks also so attractive.

Sang Wenjiu in Kyoto, cold-eyed spectators in the scene, naturally know that eating soup noodles such things are the most people can show the side of the Wen, of course, she does not think that those rude men hula-hula eat noodles what can be worthy of contempt, but look at this fortune-telling young man can eat noodles into poetry in general elegance, the heart also has some strange emotions.

Wang Xi put the noodle bowl on the table, frowned, sighed, eyebrows and eyes breathing all a wave of self-deprecation and helplessness, he turned to Sang Wen, looked at this jaw a little broad, but looked at the extraordinarily gentle woman and said: “You pick the girl for me?”

“Girl and noodle soup, you can always only choose one.” For some reason, Sang Wen felt that the young man in front of him was very cute, and laughed in a harmonious voice, “Since you picked the noodles in the soup, the girl is still forgettable.”

Wang Xi said with a bitter face, “Even if it’s a part-time job, there must be some wages.”

Sang Wen quietly said, “You are not here to work for the lord.”

Wang Xi suddenly quieted down, and after a long time said softly, “This noodle soup has already been drunk, I just don’t understand, with Miss Sang’s status, how could she personally make a bowl of noodle soup for me.”

Sang Wen was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, “The noodle soup that I make, President Chen likes it all.”

Wang Xi was shocked to hear that person’s name, and moved to say, “This is what I am blessed to have.”

Sang Wen gently made a blessing and finally said, “Just please know one thing, sir. Although the noodle soup is too hot to drink …… in a hurry, if you wait for the soup to get cold, it will not be good.”

The girl didn’t know what this sentence meant, just following Fan Xian’s command to faintly bring such a sentence. And Wang Xi is the heart knows what the meaning of this sentence, when the agreement said that before entering the capital, they must bring the head of the small arrow brother to Fan Xian’s body, but now Fan Xian in Kyoto to recuperate for a long time, but they have no movement …… not to mention the sniping in the valley.

The handsome young man who was telling fortunes sighed again, indescribably sad and gloomy, picked up the green streamer by the table with his backhand, and murmured, “But I …… really don’t like killing.”

Sang Wen did not say anything more, about the pattern details of this matter, she is not clear at all, and today with this self-proclaimed iron phase of the fortune teller a meeting, purely Fan Xian want to borrow her eyes that have long experience in the personnel, to see the other party’s temperament quality in the end how.

Very true, very pure, this was all Sang Wen saw from the other party’s eyes.

Wang Xi shook his head and sighed, walking outside the courtyard like a little old man with a stooped body, and when he traveled to the entrance of the courtyard, he suddenly inclined his head and asked suspiciously, “Summoning me here, aren’t you afraid that someone will suspect you afterward?”

“Mr. smart, so will come to me.” Sang Wen said quietly, “Precisely because Mr. Smart, he naturally knows how to avoid the ears of others.”

Wang Xi shook his head again and left the Moon Embracing Building.

Sang Wen went back to his room, and after sitting quietly for a long time, the door of the courtyard was pushed open, and a Han man frowned and came in, asking, “Wen’er, you only came back yesterday, why did you come back to this shitty building?”

This man is not an outsider, it is the very same escort that Fan Xian visited the Moon Embracing Building at night back in the day and slapped away, this jianghu man is infatuated with Sang Wen, so he has always had a sense of disgust towards this Moon Embracing Building.

Sang Wen raised his eyes to look at him, a slight smile, heart although touched by this person’s infatuation, but a should be related to the details of the Lord of the Tisch, or can not allow this person to know, smiled and said: “I am now holding the moon building of the treasurer, do not come here, where can I come?”

Han looked at the large bowl on the table, sniffing the faint aroma coming from inside, could not help but relax his eyebrows, hehehe laughed: “Make me a bowl to eat too, haven’t eaten for a long time.”

Sang Wen glared at him and said, “I don’t have that free time right now.”

The man said sadly, “You do it for others.”

Sang Wen said in a bad mood, “Do you think this bowl of noodles is this good? If you really eat it, I’m afraid you’ll die of sadness.”

Wang Xi was sad to death at this moment, he sat in the store at the entrance of the city, looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him, Ning Rou’s incomparable eyes staring round, even if the noodles are delicious, but if you eat three times a day, it will always make people want to vomit impulses.

So that bowl of noodles he did not move a mouthful, just drinking the tea next to him, one cup after another, like he was extremely thirsty.

Dr. Tea on the side of the cold-eyed contempt for this fortune-teller, thinking that this young man to do something bad, prefer to pretend to be a magician, look at this poor, can only use tea under the noodles.

Drinking a bellyful of tea, the wind and snow has stopped the twilight of Kyoto finally sank, Wang Xi picked up the green streamers, coughed gently, through the gates before the closure of the city, to become the last person out of the city today.

Out of the city northbound seven miles, he stopped on a hill, sat on his butt on a boulder, looked up at the snowy branches in the forest, lowered his head and picked up a large cupped snowflake and sent it to his mouth to chew on it, and then rested the green streamer among the snow, looking at the military camp on the other side of the hill out of his mind.

Kyoto Guard Yuan Tai’s camp.

Wang Xi suddenly inclined his head, a mouth, wow spit out, this spit is spit continuous, will eat today’s noodles noodle soup, and then filled a stomach of tea all spit out.

A mess of unsightly paste was he spit on the clean snow, looking unusually disgusting, especially the faint fishy flavor hidden in it, but also into the nose want to hey.

But Wang Xi did not vomit again, just ate another ball of snow, and then stared at the ground that streak of scrutiny, after a long time sighed: “What a powerful drug, actually can make a person’s body true qi in one day to raise to such an overbearing realm.”

He shook his head in admiration, this drug was naturally placed in the noodle soup by Fan Xian through the hands of Sang Wen, and it must have been Fan Xian who both wanted him to do it and didn’t want anything to happen to him.

This medicine was exactly the same small yellow pill that Fan Xian had taken back then in the territory of Northern Qi, when he had fought against Wolf Peach He Daoren, the two ninth-grade masters, and it didn’t have too many side effects, except for the fact that he would be a bit weak afterward.

Wang Xi of course also noticed this, but still laughed bitterly and said, “The honey of the king, the arsenic of me, this medicine is poison to me, and it nearly killed me.”

Just Fan Xian will not be so kind to help Wang Xi to increase the success factor, as for what he is planning to do, Wang Xi also did not understand.

As night gradually fell, Wang Xi stood up and without another glance at the green streamer beside him, he took the cover of darkness and traveled towards the camp of Kyoto’s guardian Shi Yuantai. The target he wanted to kill had been hiding in that camp, using only the identity of a school officer, and the defense around him was not how tight.

Just Wang Xi really do not like to kill, since the family out, hands never stained with blood, he pity the world, respect for all life, that is, in Fan Xian’s strong suppression, he tried countless times, but also did not have the means to really go to assassinate a person with their own no enmity and grudges.

It was only then that he had continued that cast to this day.

In fact, the ingredient that Fan Xian had added to the noodle soup was a stimulant, he wanted Wang X3 Lang to be able to be braver and more violent, but he hadn’t thought that this ingredient wouldn’t be of much use to X3 Lang, instead it was somewhat harmful.

So Wang XIII Lang is still calm …… and compassionate at this time. It is just that since he has not become insane, and knows that the most powerful thing for an archer is his eyesight, and in the darkness, archery is most likely to be useful, why would he choose this time to strike?

In a corner barracks of the Yuan Tai camp, Yan Xiaoyi’s own son, Yan Shendu, was carefully repairing the arrows with his feather hinges, his hands were incredibly stable, and he repaired the long feathers attached to the tails of the arrows in an exceptionally smooth manner. To do a good job, one must first make good use of his tools, and with a pair of hands that a godly archer should possess, he would be able to repair his arrows to the fastest and most accurate.

Yan Da Dudu had always believed in the truth that children who were far away from their parents could only have real success, just as he had lost both of his parents since he was young and hunted in the mountains for a living, only then did he cultivate such a cruel and hard heart, only then did he get a glance from the young Princess who had gone into the mountains for a trip and brought him out of the mountains to join the line of duty, and he made countless military achievements with his skill and possessed such a lofty position.

So when Yan Shendu was only twelve years old, Yan Xiaoyi kicked him out of the house and entrusted him to the Eldest Princess. The Princess also knows the mind of the number one general under her command, to Yan Xiaoyi although gentle, but never less honed, to be his art after the completion, but also secretly sent into the Kyoto guard division.

Now the Qin family control of the Kyoto garrison division.

In addition to a few senior generals and the Princess’s inner circle, no one knows that Yan Shendui, the son of the Governor of the North, is working as an inconspicuous officer in the Kyoto Guard Division.

Yan Shendu, as his name suggests, doesn’t like to communicate with others, only loves to communicate with arrows, so he doesn’t have any partners in the army, only a group of subordinates trained by his own hands, a group of subordinates who are loyal to the Princess.

That day on the outskirts of Kyoto, he ambushed and killed the temple’s second priest, Master San Shi, which was Yan Shenduo’s first action. He considered the action a success, and because he did not know what happened afterwards, the confidence that had been forcefully suppressed deep within surfaced, believing that apart from his father, no one would be able to withstand his attack from a distance.

Even an expert of the Ninth Grade could not, the length of a weapon’s effective distance determines life and death on the battlefield, this was a supreme truth that Yan Xiaoyi had never forgotten to educate his son.

Because of self-confidence, so arrogant, so arrogant, when he heard that his father and the Jiangnan Road Qinzhi Fan Xian was recalled to Kyoto at the same time, and both sides may have to duel in the martial arts conference which has been suspended for many years, Yan Shenduo could not sit still.

He worshiped his father, but there was also a hint of hidden admiration and jealousy for that radiant little Lord Fan.

All young people in the world were like this, and Yan Shendu was not exempt from it, so he wanted to try what kind of great power that little Lord Fan had, on the one hand to test the depth of the other side for his father, and on the other hand it was hard to resist the temptation, the temptation of being able to shoot the world-famous Fan Xian under the arrows, no matter for his father or for the Princess, Fan Xian’s death was undoubtedly an unstoppable honey.

But he didn’t dare to take action without authorization, because he was a soldier, he wouldn’t make any unauthorized action that would disturb the general situation, he had to wait for the elders’ orders.

The elders commanded, but unusually marvelous is …… commanded himself, actually is that deeply know his bottom, and also deeply fear of their own military elder figure.

Yan Shenduo have big doubts, have big incomprehension, but simply have no time to inform the eldest princess, had to single on the road, in the snowy night to shoot an arrow but was that green streamer blocked.

Several nights afterward, he only found out somewhat helplessly that Fan Xian’s guarding was so watertight that he could not find the slightest opportunity to take advantage of it by secretly watching between the snowy forests, especially since those deadly black riders had been in the vicinity of the Supervisory Court’s caravan, and might plough over the whole mountain at any time.

He then realized that he had underestimated Fan Xian, underestimated the Supervisory Authority, and did not dare to trespass, so he kept retreating, and only kept retreating after firing a fruitless and ineffective arrow, retreating back to Kyoto by the valley, and going back to the Qin Mansion to return to the Qin Mansion to resume his orders, but without being rebuked.

Back to the tent, he fell into deep thought, the elders in the army secretly have each other care, their own into the Kyoto guard would have been the old man Qin nodded the head of things, and not too many people know, the old man Qin …… why let himself go to do this thing that looks a little hocus pocus?

Then it was the news of the valley sniping came.

He is a soldier, his sense of smell in politics is not so sharp, but he is also clear that his father, it seems that he was dragged down by Elder Qin, in other words, Elder Qin was also dragged down by the Rapunzel.

The elders had finally embraced into a group, and he himself was like a protégé whose elders did not speak to each other, but brightened their hearts.

Yan Shenduo shook his head, not really resenting the role-playing, just thinking that under such strong pressure, that little Lord Fan shouldn’t be able to survive for many more days.

He placed the small hinge he held in his right hand on the tabletop, stroking the arrow shaft with his steady hands, squinting his eyes and measuring it for a moment before nodding in satisfaction, taking out the longbow at his side, placing the slender and beautifully feathered arrow on the string, slightly drawing the bow, and aiming it at the empty space within the barracks.

With his small arm slightly shifted to the right, the tip of the arrow pointed at the thick cotton curtain at the main entrance of the barracks.

Yan Shenduo, full of calm, said, “Come out.”

The cotton curtain was slowly lifted, Wang Xi walked in with an apologetic face, not daring to go any further under the threat of that longbow, just standing at the doorway, sighing, “I’m sorry.”

Yan Shenduo’s pupils shrunk slightly as he looked at the figure in front of him, who was about his own age, his eyesight was amazing, and he had long recognized that this person was none other than that Qinghantan guest who had blocked his own soul-stealing arrow on Fan Xian’s behalf before the Snowy Night Clan School.

He knew clearly that although his identity in the guard division was kept secret, and he didn’t have many guards to protect him, but on such a late night, the other party was able to pass through the layers of guards in the Yuan Tai camp and silently approach his own barracks, and his skill was exceptionally advanced.

If in the past days Yan Shendu’s habit, at this time on the bow this arrow he has long shot out, for any want to come to sneak attack their own people, Yan Shendu will let the other party lose their lives.

But very strange, facing this strange character, Yan Shendu did not loosen the string, just coldly said, “Who are you?”

Wang Xi slowly bowed his head and said apologetically, “My name is Wang XIII Lang, and I was ordered to come and kill you. It is not that I am willing, but I am indeed unwilling.”

Yan Shenduo aimed the tip of his arrow at the man’s brow, his hands steady, the bowstring not trembling for a single moment, as if he wouldn’t be tired of a single ounce of strength even if he pulled it for another ten thousand years.

The killing intent carried by the tip of the arrow was already reflected in the other person’s mind, he didn’t think there was anyone in the world who could escape this arrow of his, so when he heard the other person admitting that he was here to kill himself, instead of being panicked, Yan Shendui added a hint of coldness and severity, “Fan Xian?”

Wang Xi made a bow and said helplessly, “Besides him, who else in this world can force me to kill?”

The snow outside the barracks had long since stopped, but after nightfall, the wind rose again, whistling like the desperate wails of mountain beasts, passing through the thick cotton curtains and striking into people’s eardrums. Yan Shenduo looked at this apologetic person in front of him, a chill surged in his heart, why is it that this Thirteenth Lang’s face is not able to see a trace of tension and murderous spirit, but only infinite grief and guilt.

An assassin, what does he need to feel guilty about?

Guilt for killing himself?

Yan Shenduo’s mind was not in turmoil, but he was cold, if the other party was not playing a trick, then he must have the ability to kill himself. Just like in the mountains hunting beasts in general, the face of a child’s arrow branch, a thick skinned bear blind man will remain stable rubbing the bark, incredibly comfortable, because the bear blind man know, that arrow can not shoot dead himself.

Can this arrow of his own kill the thirteenth son in front of him?

For the first time in his life, Yan Shenduo was skeptical about the arrow in his hand, because in the middle of that snowy night, the green streamer had moved.

“Can we talk?” Wang Xi sighed, licked his unusually dry lips and said, “I don’t necessarily want to kill you, if you’re willing to come with me, and never get involved in the things of this world from now on, abolish your own martial arts, break the connection with the world, and let the world think that you’re dead …… Fan Xian also eliminated this breath, and his purpose was accomplished , and I won’t have to kill you.”

Yan Shenduo didn’t laugh, he just thought it was absurd.

So he let go of his hand.

The arrow was like a black thread, swiftly going, one moment it seemed to be on top of Yan Shenduo’s bowstring, the next moment it was already in front of Wang Xi!

Then Yan Shenduo saw a sight that shocked his heart, only to see Wang Xi’s feet move slightly, stepping three times in a row, and after three steps, the whole person returned to the place where he had previously stood.

Where is the arrow?

The branch with infinite wind feather arrow rubbed Wang Xi’s cheek and through the thick cotton curtain, whoosh sound into the endless darkness, with the sound of the wind whistling around, can no longer be heard.

It seemed like three simple steps, but the pupils of Yan Shenduo’s eyes had already shrunk, seeing the subtleties within. To be able to avoid one’s own blistering arrow in such a short distance required not only a terrifying reaction speed, but also an overwhelmingly high level of true qi control to go with it!

What exactly was the other party? Where did such an expert come from? Why was he working for Fan Xian?

Three doubts flooded Yan Xiaoyi’s mind, but his men did not slow down in the slightest, and had already shot out three feathered arrows, transforming into three lightning bolts that shot towards Wang Xi’s upper, middle, and lower paths, while his man lifted up his knife, flipped over, and slashed through the camping cloth at the back, disappearing into the darkness. This series of actions and the three arrows have consumed too much of his energy, he did not have the strength to call for help, and also knew that even if the generals in the camp rushed over, it would be impossible to save himself in front of this mysterious fortune teller.

After the tent, Yan Shendu is still holding the bow and condensing the arrows, but did not shoot, like looking at the ghost in front of Wang Xi, he did not know how the other side dodged the three arrows, and how to rush before his own blocked the back road.

Fortunately, Yan Shenduo’s eyes are sharp, saw Wang Xi’s sleeve dripping blood, the other party is injured, this fact makes Yan Shenduo’s heart a revitalization, seemingly subtle footwork, it is not possible to completely avoid the Yanmen divine arrows!

The sky had not yet fallen snow, the wind whistled past and swept up the remnants of snow on the ground, not unlike falling snow.

Wang Xi glanced down at his sleeves that were soaked with blood, shook his head, and said, “I really don’t want to kill anyone.”

“Then why did you come?” Yan Shenduo narrowed his eyes and asked coldly.

“Because ……,” Wang Xi looked somewhat doubtfully at the night sky above his head, “because I must help Fan Xian, for the sake of the peace of this world, for the balance of the entire continent, for the sake of his hometown, or for what? I must help him.”

“The peace of the world rests on the body of one man? Fan Xian is not His Majesty ……” Yan Shendu’s left leg was slightly bent backward, placing the general against his quiver of arrows as he spoke while secretly preparing himself.

“I have no one left at home.” Wang Xi sighed and said, “To make the world peaceful, I have to help him, so I have to apologize to you …… But in all big times, there is always a need for the sacrifice of the little people.”

Little people? Yan Shendui never look at himself like this, he is the son of the great governor, the heir of Yanmen archery, the future world’s man of the hour, right now just killed a temple’s second sacrifice, his own luster has not yet been fully released, and how can he die?

Wang Xi once again looked up at the sky, as if to look through the thick layer of clouds in the sky to the starry sky, said quietly, “I hope I have not helped the wrong person.”

Looking up at the sky, how can such a good opportunity pass away.

Yan Shendui austere stand up, control the string and shooting, seven arrows in a row, and then one hand touched to the quiver, drew out the last arrow …… on the string, nocked the string, shot!

Seven arrows in the front, but the most intense killing intent of the arrow is hidden in the last.

Yan Shenduo was no longer as satisfied with his own cultivation as he was today, to be able to shoot such a number of seven and one was already the peak of what he could achieve in this life, and even a bit tougher than his father back then, such a horrible arrow attack, he believed that even if the opposite side stood Fan Xian, Fan Xian couldn’t dodge it.

But he had forgotten one thing, everyone’s fighting styles were different. If Fan Xian wanted to kill him personally, he would have sinisterly poisoned and then poisoned and then poisoned again, stabbed close to his body and then stabbed again, and wouldn’t have given him any chance to send an arrow at all.

If Fan Xian were to kill him, Yan Shendu would not be able to keep his body intact, and would die an ugly death.

And this Wang XIII Lang, who seemed gentle and intentional, chose to fight in a way that was actually brave and terrifying in a way that was completely different from his appearance.

Yes, terrifying.

Wang Xi directly swooped over, like a big bird soaring up in the dark night, his wings spread out, strong wind, turning a blind eye to the seven feathered arrows that directly stabbed his body, his pupils let out a keen light, his right hand explored, directly catching that horrifying arrow branch at the very back!

Puffing several times, those arrows pierced through Wang Xi’s body, only his body swam in the air and did not injure the vital parts, only passing through the arm under the shoulder.

With a giggling sound, the last arrow slid from Wang Xi’s right hand, just like a gravity-loaded wheel crushing on a rough road, with an extremely unpleasant friction sound.

A faint burning smell seemed to rise in the night sky, Wang Xi’s right hand was ground to mush by the blistering speed of that lightning arrow, what kind of high speed does this high temperature mean?

However, that arrow finally stopped before it was about to pierce into Wang Xi’s eye socket, only one inch. He just held the arrow with a hand of flesh and blood!

His person had also swept up to Yan Shendu’s body like a flying bird, only one foot.

Wang Xi grunted, reversed his wrist, and thrust the tip of the arrow into Yan Shenduo’s heart, striking like electricity, unavoidable.

Yan Shenduo staggered and collapsed, looking at the blood and arrow in his chest, looking at the bloodied assassin in front of him, he opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything, just like that, he sat down in front of his own barracks, his body twitching feebly for a few moments.

He forgot what his father once taught him, as an archer, the effective distance of the weapon determines life and death, he was still too close to the man in front of him.

Wang Xi gasped and stood in front of him, looking at the archer whose breathing was gradually weakening, and said, “Little Arrow Brother, go on your way without fear.”

Yan Shenduo until the moment when death will come, he realized that he is really just a small person in this big time, but the person who is good at arrows, dying under his own arrows, why is it not a good homecoming? Just …… not willing to ah …… he futilely mobilized his whole body strength, reaching forward, wanting to catch this assassin, wanting to kill each other, wanting to kill the impending death.

Fingertips touched Wang Xi’s belt, touching a piece of cold blood, hooked a thing, the small arrow brother Yan Shenduo finally exhausted his strength, gurgling in his throat, his head turned, and died.

Wang Xi straightened up, loosened his right hand, looked at the palm between the long path of horrible scorch marks, looked down at his body inserted seven feathered arrows, looked at the blood all over his body, could not hold back the pain, trembling voice muttered to himself, “It hurts me to death ……”

Enduring the pain, he took advantage of the night snow and night wind to vanish out of the Yuan Tai camp, returned to the hill, picked up the green streamer, and disappeared into the darkness of the night once again.

A few months later, Fan Xian knew about the sniping experience, and after a moment of silence, he shook his head and sighed: “Thirteen Lang, a fierce warrior, but also a fool.”