Suzhou is the headquarters of the Yishui League.
Ye Ziyun traveled to northern Hebei when he was young, and met a group of good brothers who cared for each other with all his heart, and formed the "Yi Shui League" because of the generous and tragic heroes in the land of Youyan since ancient times. Headed by Ye Ziyun, everyone followed him to the south and gradually developed into a pivotal force in the Jiangnan martial arts.
Luo Yin has always been a loner and doesn't like restraint. Ye Ziyun firstly knew his friend's temperament, and secondly, he was also a person with very clear distinction between public and private affairs, so he didn't let him get involved in the internal affairs of Yishuimeng. In addition, the two are one body, regardless of each other, everything under Ye Ziyun's name, Luo Yin can also dispose of it at will.
Ye Ziyun has no relatives alive, and the family business left behind is under the care of loyal old family members. Before Luo Yin left for Mobei, he did not move at all.
Butler Ye is already old, and he was very sad when he saw Luo Yin. He was relieved to see a young man who was the same as Ye Ziyun in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of the person who passed away. He watched his little master grow up, and everyone said he was a talented person, but he died young, and there was no peace behind him, and the monument was destroyed and the grave was dug.
He guessed that Luo Yin's return this time was also related to the little master's affairs, but he didn't ask any more questions. Hearing that Luo Yin wanted a small and inconspicuous house, he hastily said that there is a ready-made house, the place is not big, usually there are three or two people cleaning it, if Luo Shaoxia wants to live, he will appoint some suitable people to come over.
Luo Yin said that she is used to being alone, and there is no need for someone to take care of her. The old butler said what he said, so he asked those people to clean up the house and go to the suburban village to help.
Luo Yin nodded and thanked Old Man Ye. He knew in his heart that if the old man of the Ye family saw the person he brought back, he might cause a big commotion.
Ye Ziyun was assassinated and died, which was witnessed by many people in Yishui League. His funeral also shocked the entire martial arts world. All sects, big and small, sent people to express their condolences. What happened a few days ago attracted the attention of all corners of the world. There was a lot of discussion in the middle, and Yi Shuimeng was also shamed and humiliated.
Even he, a person who wanders outside the various factions in the rivers and lakes and is not very clear about his movements in the martial arts, felt that the rain was coming as soon as he entered Suzhou City.
At this time, if there is a person who looks like Ye Ziyun but mentally retarded, and is brought back to Suzhou by his old friends, I don't know how the world will speculate on this matter, and how many rumors will arise.
Luo Yin was standing at the bow of the boat, and the oarsman was at the stern. The boat was walking leisurely along the water alley. The water turned and gently swayed out of the stone bridge hole.
The young man standing at the bow closed his eyes slightly, only hearing the slight and sharp sound of breaking through the air coming towards him. His expression didn't change, and no one else could clearly see how he moved. The long sword had already appeared in his hand, and he swung the hidden weapon as thin as a cow's hair down in one fell swoop, and then met the black shadow that sprang out from the bottom of the water.
Hearing a muffled groan, the leaping figure fell into the water again in an instant, a dark red mark turned up on the surface of the water, and it meandered towards the front of the river.
Luo Yin withdrew his long sword and did not go after him, as if he didn't care whether the man died or fled, and he didn't care about the other party's origin and purpose at all.
At this time, the ship has also arrived at the port. The boatman who was rowing the oar was quite old, and presumably he was a well-informed person. Although his face was a little pale, his hands were still steady.
After the boat docked, he took the boat money from the young man and saw that there was an extra ingot of broken silver, saying that it was for him to drink a bowl of wine. The boatman knew that it was money to scare people, so he thanked him happily, and went away with the boat.
When Luo Yin saw the restaurant by the river, he remembered that it was past noon and he had missed his meal, so he walked in. About halfway through the hour, there were few drinkers, and Xiao Er saw him rushing over to greet him warmly.
The hot summer heat had not subsided, and he lost his appetite. He ordered a pot of tea and ordered a few common snacks at random. Because he was worried about something, he wanted to leave before he finished drinking the tea, so he called Xiaoer over to pay for the wine, and was about to get up, when three people walked by.
The leader was a young man in brocade clothes, laughing and wanting to invite Luo Yin to drink with him.
Luo Yin didn't raise his eyes to look at him, he hasn't drunk alcohol for more than a month.
The man was not annoyed, he still smiled and said: "Just now I accidentally saw the young man's swordsmanship, it was amazing, and I want to make friends with the young man."
At this time, there were no other drinkers in the restaurant except them. The man glanced at him, and Xiao Er, who was standing by the side, met his sharp eyes. He hurriedly turned and walked away, thinking to himself: This young master is not good. Deal with it, don't look at the smile on the face, but there are knives hidden in the eyes.
A follower behind the young man in brocade clothes stepped forward, held up a heavy box, opened it, and it was full of gold.
Luo Yin only glanced at it without changing his expression, and asked, "Do you want to make friends with me, or do these golds make friends with me?"
The man laughed loudly and said: "Young Xia is such a cheerful person! A certain person from outside the customs has never seen such a fast sword in his life. He is willing to buy a long sword in Young Xia's hand with a thousand gold and kill someone for me."
Luo Yin was born in the north, but he seldom made friends with others, and he didn't know much about the forces outside the pass. In comparison, although he didn't interfere in the affairs of the Yishui League, Ye Ziyun's brothers had all been introduced to him. Most of the leading figures, he has probably met face to face, but he is familiar with them.
However, considering the generosity of this person, he must have some background. Even if such a person wants to find a first-rate killer in the Tao, it is not difficult, and somehow he has his eyes on him.
There are many cases of paying for murder in the world, and there are even mysterious organizations that make murder a living. Although their whereabouts are secret, there will always be a way for people who can become their customers to find them. Killers don't ask why, as long as someone can pay them, they can kill.
Luo Yin stood up, picked up the long sword, and wanted to leave. The smile on the face of the brocade-clothed young man withdrew, and he pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Could it be that the young man is not satisfied with the price?"
Luo Yin finally looked back at him and asked, "Is that your sword?" There were two people behind the young man in brocade clothes, and one of them was holding his long sword in his hand. He was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled and said: "If the young man takes a fancy to this sword, he should offer it with both hands—"
Luo Yin cut off his words, and said calmly, "I don't sell my sword. You want to buy a murderous sword, why don't you keep the cheap price for yourself?"
Young Master Jin Yi blushed when he heard the words, before he could speak again, he heard the young swordsman say again: "But to buy your sword, you don't need thousands of gold, about one copper coin is enough."
"You can keep a good coffin for this daughter, and it will be useful no matter who you are burying."
There are many hawkers in the alley behind the house, and pedestrians shuttle back and forth, which is quite lively.
He stood under the eaves, looking at the bustling market not far away.
When Luo Yin returned home, he saw him standing there for an unknown how long. Slowly approaching, the appearance that fell into the eyes was the same as before, but the expression was dull, which made the whole person less angry.
"Want to go out and have a look?"
While blurting out, Luo Yin immediately laughed at himself in his heart, could he still respond? However, for a moment he almost suspected that he was wrong, how could he see a look of timidity on this face, this kind of expression was impossible to appear on Ye Ziyun's face, and the person in front of him, unexpectedly Emotions and expressions
"Thinking...but..." He didn't know what fear was, but he was instinctively confused, "Am I... am I different from them?"
Luo Yin never asked him to hide in the house, because he didn't understand before, and because he found that he had a natural fear of daylight and sunlight. Even now, he is no longer a soul that may dissipate at any time, he will still consciously Standing in the shadows, in a corner where no one would notice, I looked at the liveliness and bustle outside with curiosity and envy.
He didn't know that he was different, and he forgot about race and position, such as "not my race", but he had an instinct, warning him that he would be excluded from the world he yearned for .
The confusion on his face was still slightly dull, but the moment that fell into Luo Yin's eyes was extremely vivid. He took a step forward and held his hand, leading him into the room together, without missing his turn. Looking back reluctantly. People come and go in the market, walking in groups of twos and threes.
"You, do you want a partner?" Is it because he has been negligent for too long, even if his consciousness is not complete, he will gradually feel the outside world
"What is a partner?"
"...someone like you."
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