In late spring, it was very late in the dark, but today it was dark early because of the rain.

When Ning Du and Hu Ran were having dinner, the rain fell, dripping, not in a hurry or slow.

After eating, Ning sat alone under the eaves, quietly thinking about the question, he had been thinking about it for a whole afternoon, four days to be exact, and still had no clue. Hu Ran finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, picked out two crispy cucumbers, handed them to Ning Du, and sat under the eaves.

"Young Master, you still can't think of it?"

"Not yet. ”

"Just fold your hands and count them, and see what you saw when you were one year old, what you saw when you were two years old, and what you saw when you were three years old...... There's always the biggest one!"

"Hmm. Ning Du bit the cucumber in his hand and looked at the night. He seemed to think of something, but he couldn't think of a specific appearance, like he couldn't sneeze out.

Soon there was a commotion in the pouring rain, smoothing the whole sky, and anyone in any building was immersed in it. The small traders and vendors complained a few words, closed their doors early, and the pavilions and buildings became much more idle. Soon, only the sound of rain could be heard, and it was inevitable that the literati under the rain curtain would be much more emotional.

Ning Du retracted his gaze helplessly, he still couldn't think of it, and said to himself: "Two old things." ”

Hu Ran yawned and said, "Young Master, you go to bed early." ”

The chaotic sound of rain squeezed out Hu Ran's voice, Ning Du didn't seem to hear it, and let Hu Ran go back to the room by himself. He thought silently for a moment, and was about to go back to his room, but he stopped as soon as he turned around.

The chaotic and chaotic rain seemed to be more urgent, and the sound became denser, carrying a thick moisture, and began to wrap around every pore of the person.

In the chaotic sound of rain, Ning Du seemed to hear a dull "poof" sound, which should be the sound of raindrops on the cloth. How big of a cloth does it take to produce this sound, and how close is this big cloth?

There are people outside the courtyard walls!

There are a lot of people!

I don't know when, this courtyard has been surrounded by people!

Ning Du took a light breath, turned around, stepped out of the threshold, stood outside the door, and closed the door with his backhand. A door blocked the sound of rain and allowed Hu Ran to sleep peacefully in the house.

The rain fell from the eaves and weaved into a curtain that slightly blocked out the sound of the rain. Ning Du stood in front of the rain curtain, looked at his hands, and whispered to himself: "After being beaten for so many years, I don't know if I will beat others." ”

Click!

Three people climbed over the wall, stepped heavily in the water and mud, jumped suddenly, and rushed straight towards Ning Du at the door. I'm afraid that before the sound of landing came, the three people with short knives in their hands had already rushed over. The three of them are obviously well-trained, and they definitely have a lot of lives on their hands.

Three pebbles pierced through the rain and struck at the three strong men.

Burst!

The stones flying at high speed turned into powder at the moment when they were about to approach the strong man!

There are cultivators on the other side, too!

Uncle Yan jumped off the roof, stood in front of Ning Du, and shouted in a deep voice: "Hurry up!"

Regarding the division of the cultivation realm, Ning Du was still not very clear, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to defeat even those who had just stepped into cultivation. At this time, he should have listened to Uncle Yan's advice, immediately turned around and ran away, and fled to Xuanhemen to find Pang Jiushan, but he stood behind Uncle Yan and did not move.

The three black-clothed masked men had already rushed in front of him, and Uncle Yan raised his hand and formed a sword with two fingers, cutting through the raindrops and also cutting the throats of the three strong men.

Laugh at!

Blood is raging!

The three men in black slammed into the ground, smashing out a shallow depression, quickly surrounded by blood, and their broken throats were still making a strange gurgling sound.

At the same time, blood also flowed from Uncle Yan's right arm. At the same time that Uncle Yan shot to kill the man in black, the cultivator hiding in the shadows also made a move, and a silent flying sword almost killed Uncle Yan, and the sword disappeared after a blow, and it could no longer be captured.

The six men in black climbed over the courtyard wall and, without hesitation, immediately rushed over.

"Let's go!" exclaimed Uncle Smoke.

"Can you go?" Ning Du asked rhetorically, and said calmly, "The other party uses ordinary people to lure you into making a move, and then sneaks up on you, which shows that the other party is not too bad with you." If I can find that man and stop these people, can you kill him?"

The gap between ordinary people and cultivators is too big, Uncle Yan's victory or defeat is the key to everything, only by letting Uncle Yan kill the other party's cultivators, Ning Du can survive. In an instant, Ning Du judged the situation.

Uncle Yan was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes!"

"Get out of the way!"

Uncle Yan took a big step and got out of the way.

Ning Du stared at the six black-clothed people who rushed over, retreated slightly, pressed his foot against the threshold, and suddenly exerted his strength, breaking through the rain curtain and rushing into the rain.

"Can you kill him?" these words echoed in his mind, giving Uncle Yan an unprecedented determination. He closed his eyes and didn't listen to any sounds, only concerned about the flow of vitality between heaven and earth.

The other party was able to transfer so many people, and transfer one cultivator, or even two, obviously to come prepared, and the purpose would definitely not be Uncle Yan, because Uncle Yan was not worth it, then it could only be Ning Du, so there were two possibilities: one was that Ning Du had a secret, and the other was because of the top of the Qingteng Garden.

But now Uncle Yan can't think about it so much, he can only trust Ning Du now, and kill the opponent who is also in the second realm with all his might, this is the only choice.

Ning Du's front foot suddenly turned horizontal, his body was short, like a ski, and he crashed directly into the six black-clothed people.

Bang!

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"Young master, young master, this month's accounts are out, do you want to take a look. The old butler for many years was knocking on the door, and there was a bit of anxiety and worry in his voice, because the numbers on the accounts had reached a shocking level.

Pan Yunqi shouted angrily: "What is the noise! Can't you look at it tomorrow? What accounts do you have to read tonight?"

The old housekeeper was silent, retreated into the rain, did not hold an umbrella again, drenched in the rain for a while, and left silently, like a dead leaf that had survived the harsh winter but would still be torn off by the spring breeze.

Pan Yunqi paced back and forth in the room, but he couldn't be quiet. In the afternoon, he proved through "The Old Man and the Scholar" that Ning Du was the one who replaced Pang Jiushan for the exam, and Uncle Yan, who originally protected Pang Jiushan, now changed to protect Ning Du, which made him even more sure of his guess, so he immediately planned tonight's kidnapping. It's just that this kidnapping, can it go smoothly? Even if he moves so quickly, will Pang Jiushan notice it? If there is a mistake, what should he do? Can he win with all the gamble?

After combing through his arrangements countless times in his mind, he felt more and more as if he had missed something, but he couldn't find the real mistake, and Pan Yunqi's heart became more irritable.

The knock on the door rang again.

"I said I don't look at the accounts, I don't look at the accounts! Are you deaf! Pack up my bedding and go back to my hometown!" Pan Yunqi roared uncontrollably.

However, the delicate voice of the maid came from outside the door: "Young master, the third aunt invited you over, saying that she made soup for you." ”

"Don't go!"

The maid was stunned for a moment, pushed the door and walked towards Pan Yunqi, and said, "Young master, everything has to be done slowly, don't you? The maid raised her finger and lightly scratched Pan Yunqi's body, as if to help him sort out his clothes.

The green tendons on his face gradually faded, Pan Yunqi took a few breaths, and said softly, "I'll go over now." ”

The maid smiled, shook Pan Yunqi, and happily went to the front to lead the way. No matter how he sorted out his thoughts, Pan Yunqi still couldn't settle down, but at this time he had to take a step and go to the third aunt's residence. Everything has to be talked about when I come back from my aunt.

......

"Young Master, it's time for you to rest. Uncle Tong quietly put away the account book. "These things should be left to the bookkeeper to do. These days, we're in the market. If this momentum continues, we may be able to become the number one big shop in Tiandu. ”

Pang Jiushan's buried head did not rise, and said with a smile: "Uncle Tong, please help me make a cup of strong tea again." ”

"Young master, it's already a child's time, and you forgot to drink the last cup of tea. ”

"It's not too late, I'll watch more tonight, and tomorrow my father will be able to watch less. I still have to look at these exchanges, and they are thriving, but they are also full of dangers. The building is high and easy to collapse. ”

Uncle Tong sighed, turned around to make tea, and quickly brought it to the table. Pang Jiushan took the tea, yawned, and said, "Uncle Tong, you are also tired, go back and rest." Remember that there is a pot fire in the house, and on this rainy day, it will not be good if you have back pain. ”

"Hey, young master. Uncle Tong agreed casually.

"Uncle Tong, what's wrong, something?"

"There is something I was afraid that the young master would bother, so I didn't tell you. Yesterday, someone went to Yulong Street to inquire about the young master's exam. I was going to tell you about this when I got to know it, but the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong. ”

"Ning Du?!" Pang Jiushan suddenly put the teacup on the table, Huo Di stood up, staring at the air in front of him, his expression was extremely solemn. Somehow, his temples suddenly jumped violently, and a sense of danger for no apparent reason made him extremely uneasy.

The sound of rain outside the window seemed to be a heartbeat, hitting the blood vessels on the forehead again and again.

"Young Master, is something wrong?"

Pang Jiushan, who was distracted, suddenly turned his head to look at Uncle Tong, and said categorically: "Uncle Tong, you wake up your father immediately, and immediately send someone to inform Fei Ye, Uncle Zhong and Lao Ye!"

"Young master......" Uncle Tong just wanted to ask if it was really necessary, but he noticed that his young master had never looked dignified, he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter, and ran out like a fly. The young master, who never had the heart to disturb the master, let himself wake up the master first at this time, how serious is this matter?

The solemnity on Pang Jiushan's face did not dissipate at all, he turned to look in the direction of Gualiu Hutong, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "I hope I guessed wrong." ”