I want to cultivate swordsman

After leaving the shop, Xu Zhiqiu took his cousin to Qingliu Street.

I plan to meet the antique dealer who specializes in ghosts.

However, I wandered around Qingliu Street for a few times and did not meet them. I asked people around, but no one knew them. They only said that they had never set up a stall here before, and today was the first time. They left half a quarter of an hour ago.

There was no other way, so Xu Zhiqiu had no choice but to go back home and follow the same route.

This day, he didn't leave the courtyard again, and practiced in the house with peace of mind.

Late at night, approaching midnight.

The courtyard of the second uncle's house was pitch black, but the uncle and aunt hadn't rested yet. From time to time, there would be slight noises in the room where the two lived, which seemed to be the sound of the bed board shaking.

Although there were doors and walls outside the house as barriers, Xu Zhiqiu could still hear clearly, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed alone.

After two quarters of an hour, the movement stopped completely.

Xu Zhiqiu said in his heart that his second uncle had good physical strength, then pushed the door out, climbed over the wall, and walked into the darkness alone.

As soon as Zishi arrived, Xu Zhiqiu came to the gate of a mansion, and the word Zhao Mansion was written on the gate board.

That's right, this is the residence of Zhao Hanqing, the county magistrate.

It's really an official residence, with a large scale, three entrances and three exits, and it is illuminated at night. It is very grand. It is difficult for ordinary people to buy such a house even if they have money.

However, although the outer wall of this house is high, and there are guards patrolling outside, Xu Zhiqiu can't help it.

He jumped up, shuttled between the pillars of the eaves and corridors, his body was elegant, and he disappeared without a sound, and no one noticed it.

Finally, it landed on the edge of the roof of the inner courtyard, waiting silently.

.........

It's three quarters.

A gust of cold wind blew in the small courtyard, and the golden bells hanging under the eaves could not help but ring, making the house unsafe.

Zhao Liangcai, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, groaned twice irritably, and muttered in his mouth: "Shaobing, go and remove that damned bell for my young master, it's so noisy!"

Then turn over and go back to sleep.

But the ringtone is not only not low, but it is getting louder and louder, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Zhao Liangcai, whose sleep was disturbed, was immediately annoyed, and walked off the bed with bare feet, cursing, and pushing towards the door, intending to remove the bell himself, and also intending to kick Shaobing's dog's legs hard.

But just as the door was opened, the bell that had been ringing before suddenly stopped.

It was quiet outside, without any sound.

"Shaobing!"

Zhao Liangcai yelled, thinking it was Shaobing, he removed the bell, but when he looked around, he couldn't see Shaobing at all, and the golden bell was still hanging under the eaves.

"Damn it, why didn't it ring again!"

With a low curse, Zhao Liangcai turned around to go back to the room, when he turned his peripheral vision, he saw a beautiful figure appearing in the depths of the corridor.

At first, he thought that he had misread it, after all, he had just woken up from sleep and was still a little confused.

But after rubbing his eyes, he realized that he was right, someone really appeared in the corridor.

And a young and beautiful woman.

Wearing red clothes, she was extremely beautiful, even the oiran in the Zuichun Tower would be pale in comparison.

Zhao Liangcai has seen the world, he once boasted about Shaobing, saying that there is no girl in Lin'an County who can really captivate his heart, but now he is so fascinated by the beauty in front of him after just a glance, There is even a feeling of being hollowed out.

"Girl, beauty..."

Zhao Liangcai's Adam's apple wriggled, like talking in a dream.

Hearing his call, the woman in red came slowly, with light steps and graceful figure.

While walking, there was a scent of rouge coming out of the dress, which made people feel drunk after smelling it.

Coming to Zhao Liangcai, the woman in red stroked her hair with her fingertips, and said softly: "Let's take a look, my lord, does this hairpin look good on my body?"

Zhao Liangcai, who was a little dazed by the scent of rouge, rolled his eyes and looked up. He saw a jade hairpin stuck into the bun of a woman in red, with a beautiful mandarin duck carved on the end. The style was familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Where have you seen it.

Seeing that he was dumbfounded on the spot without answering, the woman in red said again: "Young master, why don't you speak? Could it be that I think the concubine is ugly and unworthy of this jade hairpin?"

Zhao Liangcai shook his head hastily, and said eagerly: "Young lady wears it very nicely, she deserves it, she deserves it."

"Since it looks good, why don't you come closer and have a look, young master."

The woman in red showed her face and smiled, and Zhao Liangcai's little rationality was drowned in this smile.

He walked towards the woman in red, staring at Yuhan obsessively.

At the same time, there was a voice in my ears, full of affection and sweetness: "Does the young master like concubines?"

Zhao Liangcai responded without pause: "I like it."

"really?"

"really!"

"The young master would like to be with you for the rest of his life and marry a concubine?"

"willing……"

He blurted out a single word, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed. The originally empty courtyard was suddenly full of people, with happy characters on the wall, red lanterns hanging under the eaves, some people were playing suona, some people were congratulating, it was very lively.

The clothes Zhao Liangcai was wearing also changed into a groom's outfit in the blink of an eye, with big red flowers on his chest, which was extremely festive.

Beside him, a woman in red is wearing a phoenix crown on her head, her face is painted red, she is coquettish and beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people gathered around and surrounded the two of them to worship and get married.

"A bow to heaven and earth,"

"Second obeisance to the high hall,"

"Husband and wife salute each other,"

"Send to the bridal chamber."

As the ceremony officer recited aloud, Zhao Liangcai was surrounded by people and sent into the bridal chamber. When he left, he looked at the smiles on the faces of the people around him and felt that something was wrong, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what the problem was.

Then Hun'er was called away by a gentleman, and he didn't think about anything anymore.

In the bridal chamber, the cabinets and the floor were covered with red candles, and there was still a charcoal fire burning in the basin, but the people in the room could not feel any warmth, and their bodies were shivering from the cold.

Zhao Liangcai let out a breath of white air, lifted the bride's red hijab, looked at the smiling face under the phoenix crown, and was completely infatuated.

"Miss..."

With a soft call, Zhao Liangcai stretched out his fingertips, wanting to touch the bride's cheek.

However, as soon as the fingertips came out, they stopped in mid-air, his whole face flushed red, his eyes widened, the red flower on his chest became heavier and heavier, and the red rope wrapped around his neck became tighter and tighter, making it difficult to breathe. I feel uncomfortable.

"My lady, my lady, cough cough..."

The sudden change made Zhao Liangcai struggle hard, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't change the fact that the red rope was getting tighter and tighter.

A few seconds later, the veins on Zhao Liangcai's neck bulged, and the things in front of him gradually became blurred. He could only shout with all his strength to ask for help, but the woman who had just married him was unmoved and just sat on the bed Edge laughs alone.

A weird smile that sent chills down the spine.

At the same time, in a small corner of the magistrate's mansion, the biscuit, who was in a hurry to urinate at night, came out of the room to urinate, and then saw his young master lying in the snow struggling hard, with his hands choking his neck, looking like he was about to suffocate. tragedy.

"Master, what are you doing!"

Shaobing was anxious, and rushed over in a panic, but was blocked by a woman in red on the way, and the scene of worshiping and getting married appeared in his eyes, and it didn't take long before he, like Zhao Liangcai, grabbed his neck with his hands and fell on the snow. Struggling in the ground.

On the roof of the inner house courtyard, Xu Zhiqiu looked at the two figures in the snow, but was not in a hurry to make a move. He tapped lightly on the edge of the bricks and tiles with his fingertips, counting the time in his heart, until the two people's faces turned livid, their eyes rolled out, When he was about to lose his hold, he got up and stepped into the courtyard.

"break!"

A low shout like Xiao Sha Donglei sounded in the ears of the master and servant.

The shock made the two of them tremble slightly, and their internal organs throbbed.

In an instant, the bridal chamber, candles, lanterns, and wedding invitations in Zhao Liangcai's eyes were all shattered, and he sat up suddenly as if waking up from a dream, with horror and unwillingness remaining on his face.

The same goes for the servants around him.

After a few breaths, the master and the servant finally came back to their senses, and looked at Xu Zhiqiu who suddenly appeared in shock.

"It's you!" Zhao Liangcai was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"That beggar from a foreign country!" Shaobing followed up with the second half of the sentence.