Slap!
In a dark alley, a short and skinny man was dragging a woman. The woman was struggling non-stop.
The short and thin man slapped her and said fiercely, "It's all your fault, you jinx. I lost money and it's all your fault. I'm going to sell you today!"
Jian Wushuang squatted at the entrance of the alley and looked at the scene. He had no intention of helping, mainly because he felt that the short and thin man should have no problem dealing with a woman.
"No!" Jian Wushuang shook his head. He was thinking too much.
The short and thin man grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her all the way in the snow. When they passed by, Jian Wushuang silently stretched out his stick and tripped the short and thin man.
"Ouch!" The short and thin man fell on his head and his teeth fell out.
Blood flowed out of his nose. The short and thin man let go of the woman's hand and covered his nose. He turned his head and saw a beggar smiling at him. He was so angry that he jumped and scolded, "You beggar, how dare you trip me!"
As he spoke, he waved his fist at Jian Wushuang.
Although he was almost out of strength due to hunger, Jian Wushuang had mortal experience and his swordsmanship was very dexterous.
Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, the seven-foot long stick could be used as a substitute.
Although he didn't use much strength, he hit the short and thin man's Achilles' heel and knocked him unconscious.
Jian Wushuang slowly got up and saw the woman squatting on the ground and sobbing softly. He said gently, "Sister-in-law, is your house nearby?"
The woman didn't look up at him, but raised her hand and pointed at the alley.
"It's cold outside, let's go back first!" Jian Wushuang grabbed the short and thin man's hair with one hand and supported the woman with the other.
Two slippery marks were left on the ground.
After sending the woman home, Jian Wushuang looked at the shabby house in front of him and then at the short and thin man in his hand.
"Do you have clean clothes?" Jian Wushuang asked.
The woman had also stopped crying. However, when she saw the short and skinny man who had fainted and thought that he would sell her off the next day when he woke up, her heart was filled with despair.
When she heard that Jian Wushuang wanted clothes, her heart moved. First, she took out a set of clean and tidy clothes from the shabby cabinet. Although there were many patches on it, it was very soft. It was better than what Jian Wushuang was wearing.
"Here!" The woman handed the clothes to Jian Wushuang and saw Jian Wushuang's face clearly. He was nine feet tall, had broad shoulders, and had distinct facial features. Her heart was filled with grief. How could such a good man be a beggar?
After changing into a clean set of clothes, Jian Wushuang washed his dirty face. Only now did he look like a human being.
Jian Wushuang turned to look at the woman and said, "I'll take care of this person for you. Consider it as buying these clothes!" “
These two should be husband and wife. The short and skinny man was a gambling addict. He gambled until his house was bare. Those who lived in the east of the city were all rich people. It was really difficult for him to become like this.
In order to prevent this short and skinny man from continuing to cause trouble, he could only punish him with justice.
He hadn't done such a good thing for a long time.
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he dragged the short and skinny man out of the door.
The other party was a woman. How could she have the intention to kill? It would be bad if he said too much.
Jian Wushuang dragged the short and skinny man. In his heart, he was also thinking about how to deal with this scum.
Killing a person was too easy.
However, after killing a person, it was important to make others think that the person committed suicide.
When he turned the corner, he found an abandoned ancient well by the wall.
He had an idea in his heart. It was normal for a drunkard to fall into a well in the middle of the night.
In order to prevent the short and skinny man from waking up again after falling into the well, Jian Wushuang dragged the short and skinny man to the side of the well. After hearing a crisp crack, he threw the short and skinny man into the well.
Splash!
There was no water in the well!
However, it was fine. He would just treat it as falling to his death.
Jian Wushuang patted the snow off his hands. For a moment, he didn't know where to go. He shook the three copper coins he got from the short and skinny man in his hand.
In the mortal world, three copper coins could buy a few steamed buns. However, in the middle of the night, other than some restaurants, there were no other places to sell things.
However, with three copper coins, he couldn't even afford to drink a mouthful of hot water in a restaurant.
Jian Wushuang glanced at his clothes. After covering the patch, he could be considered a normal person.
Thinking of this, he walked towards the restaurant he just passed by.
Outside the house, snow was falling and the cold wind was bone-chilling.
However, inside the house, it was as warm as spring. There were delicious dishes.
Jian Wushuang crossed his arms in front of his chest, covering the patch on his chest. As soon as he walked in, a quick-witted waiter came up to him.
"Sir, please come in!" The waiter bowed with a respectful expression.
If the waiter knew that Jian Wushuang only had three copper coins on him, he probably wouldn't act like this.
This time, he came to eat and dash.
"This is it!" Jian Wushuang specially chose a seat near the window, so that he could escape easily.
The waiter didn't say anything. After wiping the stool and inviting Jian Wushuang to sit down, he asked respectfully, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
"Three jin of cooked beef here. Cut another three jin and pack it for me. Also, two pots of wine!"
Not only did he have to eat his fill, but he also had to think about the next meal.
After the waiter left, Jian Wushuang put down his hands. He looked at the window and touched it. The paper and wood weren't very strong, so it shouldn't be a problem.
The beef was quickly served. It looked like it had just been fished out of the braising pot. It was still steaming. Although Jian Wushuang was very hungry, he didn't wolf it down to avoid suspicion.
He drank a mouthful of wine first. Seeing that no one was looking, he started to eat. His mouth was full of oil.
Ordinary people couldn't eat three jin of beef, but Jian Wushuang ate until he was 70% full.
When he finished eating, the waiter was very tactful. He sent a packed portion to him, wrapped tightly in oil paper.
"Also, get me a bowl of meat soup!" Jian Wushuang took the packed beef and touched his mouth.
The waiter didn't suspect anything and replied, "Okay!"
Just when the waiter disappeared from his sight, Jian Wushuang stuffed the packed beef into his arms. He directly put it on the table and kicked it toward the window.
Jian Wushuang was obviously an ordinary person, but after eating and drinking, his strength was not small. He kicked a hole in the window and jumped out through the hole.
This sound attracted the attention of many people. They all looked at Jian Wushuang and saw that there was only a hole in the window. The cold wind blew through the hole.
The shopkeeper, who was dozing off at the counter, heard the loud sound and immediately woke up. However, Jian Wushuang was long gone.
When the waiter who served Jian Wushuang came from the kitchen with the hot soup, he was stunned.
After a while, he reacted. Someone was eating and dashing!
A few jin of beef was not worth much. The broken window cost enough money to buy ten jin of beef.
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