Ghosts are not evil

Chapter 21

Du Yumen met his gaze, and hurriedly avoided it. He never mentioned his life experience to others, nor did he look at himself in pity. Since Liu Feng wanted to hear it, if it could save his life, it didn't matter.

Du Yumen said in a deep voice: "It's just an old-fashioned story. The beautiful Hu Ji fell in love with a down-and-out scholar who went to Beijing to rush for the exam. After falling in love, he handed over his savings for many years to the scholar. Talented, she went to high school in one fell swoop, and when she was named on the gold list, she married another person. The proud Hu Ji found that she had the flesh and blood of a scholar, and decided to raise her alone. She returned to her hometown and worked as a maid in the king's account. After the child, he died in depression."

Du Yumen couldn't help laughing bitterly when he said that, Liu Feng was speechless for a while when he saw him like this, the people killed by Ming Ye often had many enemies and countless tragedies, and he was moved by him alone, if he said he had no other thoughts, who would believe it? .

"People from foreign lands are not welcome anywhere. The descendants of people from the Central Plains are doomed to be bullied by tribal children. My mother died early, and no one can protect me. A merchant customer took a fancy to me and used five tiger Pi exchanged me, took me to the Central Plains, taught me singing and dancing, and taught me how to please guests. Later I learned that my biological father was working in Hangzhou. I raced horses with Enke, and he allowed me to go out for three days on my own if I won.”

Du Yumen said and looked at the corpse on the ground: "I sneaked in in disguise, and when I saw him, I felt worthless for my mother. This man, how could He De let her pay for her life."

Courageous and resourceful, and measured in danger, Liu Feng deeply felt that this person could hand it over, so he took out the golden sore medicine from his bosom and handed it to Du Yumen, while asking him: "Are you going to kill him when you enter the mansion?"

There are carved beams and painted buildings here, sinking into the water and falling into the moon, he, Li Duzhong, surrounded by birds and birds, lived a life of extravagance.

My mother and son were displaced, living under the fence, far away from life and death.

Whether Du Yumen resents or hates, admires or envies, there is no way to know: "I just want to meet him and see what kind of person he is."

Du Yumen thought that this swordsman was cruel and ruthless, so spare his life today, no matter what he plans, he is nothing to be afraid of.

Du Yumen bit off the bottle cork with his teeth, and sprinkled the wound medicine on the wound. It hurt slightly, not as much as before, and asked with a low smile, "Are you pitying me?"

Liu Feng felt a little tired today, and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong quickly: "I don't pity you. Even if I let you go, if you go out and let the servants in the mansion see you, you still won't survive. If I take you out, what will you give in return?" I."

Du Yumen got up and picked up the ivory folding fan on the antique shelf, and put it in his arms. The clothes in the closet were scattered and he couldn't wear them, so he had to pick them up before taking off the Qingluo embroidered skirt. Gold, silver, jewels, or this body, it is up to you to choose, and everything outside the body is not as important as a small life."

Hearing this, Liu Feng looked sideways at him, put his arms around Du Yumen's waist with a naughty smile, and whispered beside him: "I want you for my use."

Du Yumen simply leaned into his arms, if it could be a simple matter that can be settled by appearance, why not do it.

With a wave of Liu Feng's long sword, the lights were extinguished, and the room was instantly dark, with only the moonlight flowing in it: "This place is not suitable for staying for a long time, I will take you out."

Time passed by like a passing time, several months passed by, Du Yumen had no chance to see Liu Feng since the end of the year. I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in this killer gourd, and I almost want to forget him.

Liu Feng took an order in the building. This person started from nothing, colluded with important officials in the court, smuggled salt and iron, and also traveled in the rivers and lakes. He had many enemies, was assassinated many times in his early years, and was quite vigilant.

Liu Feng has followed him secretly since he went out to do business, and he had no chance to attack him all the way. Knowing that he will arrive at the boundary of Yangzhou in two days and will stay in Fanlou, he went to Fanlou to find Du Yumen tonight.

It happened that Du Yumen had a guest tonight, so Liu Feng watched the erotic palace on the beam of the room. The two white bodies were tightly fitted together. He couldn't help panting in a low voice, and begged for mercy: "Grandpa...don't do it..." His legs were wrapped around his waist but there was no looseness in the slightest.

Liu Feng watched the blood surge, and for some reason, out of breath, he jumped off the beam and knocked the person on Du Yumen unconscious.

Just when Du Yumen arrived, the guest officer limp on his body, looked up and saw Liu Feng, he had to hold back his breath, and felt embarrassed again, turned from shame to anger, laughed back from anger, pushed the person away, opened his legs, Pulling out a stream of semen, he stretched out his hand to wipe his crotch, looked up at Liu Feng, and Liu Feng clasped his wrist and pressed it on the pillow and questioned: "Isn't there any shame in doing this kind of work?"

Du Yumen seemed to have heard some extremely ridiculous joke: "Shame, do you feel ashamed when you kill someone with a sword?"

Liu Feng kept him speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, his teeth itching with hatred, pulled the quilt under his waist, and wrapped him up: "You are crazy, let's see how I deal with you in the future. "

Du Yumen was originally angry, but this made him amused, he couldn't move his hands, he shrank his feet and touched the place where Liu Feng's crotch (harmony) was about to move, and he said hotly, "Take this to deal with me?"

Liu Feng was very angry, moved his feet away, turned back and pressed on the couch, slapped Du Yumen's buttocks with a "slap": "Stop being a monster, let's talk about business."

Du Yumen buried his head and laughed muffledly: "Tell me, what's the business."

Liu Feng's voice sank, he couldn't help but put his palm through Du Yumen's hair, intertwining his fingers: "I want you to help me take a life."

Du Yumen suppressed his smile, turned his head and asked him, "Who is it?"

Liu Feng leaned over and whispered in his ear: "This person's name is Jiang Xu."

Du Yumen was upset, he turned over and rolled inside, facing him with his back: "Jiang Xu is my regular customer, he has always been generous in his actions and treated me very well, I can't bear it."

Liu Feng leaned against the bed, chewing these words over and over in his heart, is he reluctant? If he spends enough money on him, he will be reluctant: "If someone offers 10 taels of gold to buy his life, he will definitely die, sooner or later Rather than dying in someone else's hands, you might as well give him a ride."

Du Yumen turned around suddenly: "10 taels of gold? Are you kidding me?"

Liu Feng squinted at him: "Do I seem to be joking with you?"

Du Yumen hesitated for a while, 10 taels of gold can attract as many people as they want, but they won't be able to keep it: "Okay, I promise you."

Two days later, Jiang Xu did exactly as Liu Feng said, he stayed in Fan Lou, and said as soon as he entered the door: "Madam, the old rules, from today onwards, Yumen no longer needs to receive guests."

The bustard twisted her handkerchief and covered her mouth with a smile, "Young master Jiang is really an idiot." There were still countless silver taels in the bag: "Hurry up and invite brother Yu."

In a blink of an eye, I saw Du Yumen appearing on the fence, lightly dressed and holding a fan, beckoning Jiang Xu to the wing.

Du Yumen's stature is slightly taller than Jiang Xu's, and he is used to being frivolous, so when he hugged Jiang Xu's waist, he became a little thinner: "Why did it take so long this time?"

Jiang Xu put his hand on his shoulder, raised his chin slightly and kissed (me) on his lips (truth): "I've been delayed by something, do you miss me?"

Du Yumen leaned over and embraced him, opened his mouth and lightly bit the back of Jiang Xu's neck: "I miss you all over my body."

Jiang Xu stretched out his hand to untie his belt, fondled it a few times, and pushed him into the screen: "Come take a bath with me."

The hot soup had been prepared a long time ago, and the two big men were squeezed naked in a bathtub, inevitably next to each other. Du Yumen took off Jiang Xu's hair crown and put it aside, combed his long hair for him, and chatted casually: " How old is Feng'er now."

When mentioning the only son in the family, Jiang Xu's face became a little more loving. He leaned into Du Yumen's arms and pressed his forehead to his cheek. Only by Du Yumen's side could he be so relaxed: "Ten years old."

Du Yumen put Jiang Xu's washed long hair into the water, and kissed Jiang Xu's forehead delicately: "You are often not at home, is Feng'er crying?"

"No, his mother took good care of him." Jiang Xu was indeed tired, and rushed all the way, he hadn't seen Du Yumen for a long time: "You can serve me tonight."

Du Yumen chuckled lightly and said: "You just came here, I feel sorry for you, I don't want you to serve me."

Jiang Xu shook his head and laughed straight: "Your mouth."

The next day, Du Yumen said that he was tired of staying in the house, and wanted to go to the lotus pond water pavilion on the outskirts of the city at night. Indistinctly, there are shadows in the pavilion.

Murderous intentions are everywhere, Du Yumen sees that the situation is not good, puts his arms around Jiang Xu's neck, and sends (not) kisses to send each other off.

Liu Feng has been lurking here for a long time, seeing that the figures in the curtain do not know each other, the kiss is so embarrassing, why is it difficult to let this go, he suddenly has a murderous intention, and takes advantage of the night As a cover, he quietly wiped the neck of the guard in front of the pavilion. (also socialism)

After parting lips and tongue for a while, Jiang Xu sensed that something was wrong, he protected Du Yumen behind him, raised the curtain, and fell down in front of him alone, without a sound, Jiang Xu shouted: "Come on!"

Looking back, several masked men stepped back and forth in the air, Liu Feng was used to this scene, he gave a low drink, raised his sword to meet him, and the twisted sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, like gold and jade hitting a stone, raising his knees to press his belly, once he heard a muffled sound , Diao stabbed the sword with the hook, piercing the flesh and blood, drew the sword back, and splashed a bloodstain on the ground with his hand.

Du Yumen pulled up his skirt, hugged Jiang Xu and asked, "What happened?"

Jiang Xu held Du Yumen's hand and comforted him, "It's nothing, it's just the grievances and grievances of Jianghu." But he was a little uneasy in his heart. He only brought a few people with him when he came out tonight, and he left a few in Beppu, so he didn't know if he could bear it. live,

Seeing Liu Feng trapped in it, Du Yumen withdrew his hands to feel for the folding fan in his bosom, and the knife hidden in the handle was a gift from Liu Feng for self-defense.

The masked man came over the water, Liu Feng swung his toes and kicked, the flat sword stepped right and cut a person's throat, hooked his leg and kicked the attacker sideways, only the sound of two ribs cracking, the ribs were broken and dirty, the visitor spit blood, fell to the ground dead.Since one enemy is many, it is not suitable to stay in the battle, so Liu Feng withdrew and went straight to the pavilion.

People die for money, birds die for food, Jiang Xu, don't blame me for being cruel.

Du Yumen's left arm hung from Jiang Xu's armpit and hung on his shoulder. Jiang Xu was completely defenseless against him. A short knife pierced out of his throat without warning. Twisting the knife edge with his wrist, the person in his arms swallowed twice before he was out of breath.

Du Yumen fell to his knees on Jiang Xu's shoulder.

Liu Feng opened the curtain, and Du Yumen raised his head to look at him, his eyes flickering. Seeing this situation, Liu Feng was stunned and surprised, and he couldn't prevent people from behind him from attacking Du Yumen. Du Yumen was not a kind person, but Never harming anyone's life, the sword was dazzling, and he couldn't dodge it, exclaiming: "Liu Feng!"

In desperation, Liu Fengfeng blocked the sword with his shoulder, held the wrist bone of the man and pushed the sword deep, dropped the sword and choked his throat, until the man's hands and feet fell to the ground, threw it aside, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Du Yumen settled down, put Jiang Xu'an in place, and supported Liu Feng to sit on the stool, with the long sword still on Liu Feng's shoulder.

Du Yumen tore off the cloth, hung it between his arms, and pressed his fingers on both sides of the sword spine, pretending to be calm: "Be patient."

With the sword drawn out, hot blood splashed on the face, scorching the heart.

The long sword fell to the ground with a clanging sound, Liu Feng was dressed in night clothes, no matter how much blood was shed, Du Yumen couldn't see clearly.

Liu Feng turned his back to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't ask you to kill him." Looking at the blood on the corpse, Liu Feng couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "Have you ever seen so much blood? This kind of ... dead Blood."