The food in Qingteng Garden is quite delicious, but the price is on the high side compared to the outside, but it is very cheap for students who can enter Qingteng Garden. Hu Ran had nearly three thousand taels in his pocket, and picked a few of the cheapest dishes, still feeling distressed.

"Young Master, what are you laughing at?What's the matter, is it so funny?" Hu Ran looked at Ning Du puzzled, eager to know the reason.

"I just thought it was funny. ”

"So what the hell is it?"

"Isn't it funny when you're funny?"

Hu Ran thought for a while and said, "Not necessarily." If someone on the street steps on a watermelon rind and slips, I think it's funny, and if you slip, young master, I don't think it's funny. ”

Ning Du also thought about it and said, "It does make sense. I won't laugh anymore. ”

Whether it was the first time he met outside the Qingteng Garden, or the second time he met in the cafeteria when he had dinner with Pang Jiushan, or even this time in class, he felt that Bingjian's desperate but hypocritical appearance was really funny, and the reason why he was willing to bet with the other party was that he didn't want to have too many entanglements in the future. But after listening to what Hu Ran said, he decided that he would not laugh at this kind of thing again in the future. If you haven't experienced what the other person has experienced, you shouldn't use your own ruler to measure everyone.

"By the way, young master, isn't the fat man here, why don't you eat with us?"

"He didn't come today. ”

"Didn't you come? Could something be wrong?"

"Didn't you say that he would always come. ”

Hu Ran immediately smiled happily: "I'm still very smart!"

After lunch, after a round in the Qingmei Garden, Ning Du went to find Shang Chonggu, and Hu Ran went to play by herself, she also thought about a very delicious mushroom, and went to the corner to search for it.

Passing by the Forgotten Pavilion, Ning Du glanced inside, stopped for a moment, and then walked to Shang Chonggu's school, he was going to learn his sword from Shang Chonggu this afternoon. There was a lot of dust in the school, and the windows were very old, and it was obvious that no one had come here for a long time, but there was a spot on the ground that was brighter than the rest, and there should have been a regular visitor there. Ning Du waited for a long time, and Shang Chong came to the ancient world.

"Let's go, we don't have to take classes here, let's go somewhere else. ”

In addition to the four teaching branches, Qingteng Garden also has several independent parts: Forget to Return Pavilion, Lower West Building, Ink Garden, and Firefly Snow Lake. Shang Chonggu took Ning Du to Yingxue Lake, and the plank road was built on the side of the lake, and there were not many people who usually visited, so there were only two of them on the plank road at this time.

"Some nonsense Sima E will tell you, you just do what I say. Shang Chonggu raised his hand, leveled with the water, bent his fingers, and popped out.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, a line appeared on the surface of the lake, running from east to west, and disappeared without a trace after only a moment's pause.

It's just a line, without any intuitive impact, and you can't see it from a distance, but Ning Du can feel it, but everything on this line will be penetrated. This line is an incomparably sharp long sword! Even if there are thousands of troops on this line, they will be killed!

"Did you learn?"

"Nope. ”

"Look at it again. ”

Shang Chonggu flicked his finger casually again. It happened that a fish jumped out of the lake and coincided with the line. The line passed through the fish, and the fish was fine, fell into the lake, and swam away.

"Did you learn?"

"The fish didn't die. ”

"Not dead. ”

Ning Du thought for a moment and said, "I still need to watch it again." ”

Shang Chonggu once again casually popped out a finger, and a line appeared on the surface of the lake again, disappearing in a moment.

Ning Du stood for a long time before he raised his hand, stood still, concentrating, bent his fingers, and popped out.

Wow!

Three paces away, a large splash suddenly broke out on the surface of the lake, and an unlucky little fish immediately floated on the surface of the lake, its belly cracked, and its death was quite ugly.

Ning Du gasped and held his trembling right hand with his left hand to contain the pain. The finger he used to play was now completely red and swollen, as if it had been struck countless times by a red-hot hammer, but fortunately it did not ooze blood.

"My sword is called 'Fei Chong'. You're now practicing the simplest finger flicking sword in 'Chong'. What do you think of what it takes to rush?"

"In Qu. ”

Shang Chonggu glanced at Ning Du and said, "When is the fish not dead, you come to me again." ”

"Good. ”

Hearing the answer, Shang Chonggu flicked his sleeves and left with his hands behind his back. What he should have taught has already been taught, and the rest is what Ning Du should do.

A dead fish suddenly floated on the surface of the lake, which was the fish that Shang Chonggu had bounced on his second finger before. At that time, the line did run through the fish, but it took a long time for the fish to die because the line was fast enough.

Ning Du looked at the dead fish, stood on the plank road and thought for a long time, and then the pain was relieved, so he raised his hand again, pressed his thumb on his ring finger, and bent hard.

The wind is light, and the surface of the lake has only fine scale-like ripples.

Flick your fingers.

Bang!

A splash exploded on the surface of the lake.

Cold sweat broke out from Ning Du's forehead, and his left hand couldn't hold his right hand, so he had to hang down. At this time, a strong feeling of weakness suddenly hit him, and he had to squat on the ground.

After resting for half an hour, Ning Du stood up again. Although the middle finger and ring finger that he had played before had been restored to their original state, Ning Du didn't dare to use them again, he knew that if he used them again, they would be scrapped.

Flex your index finger and pop out.

Bang!

The surface of the lake exploded.

Ning Du took a few quick breaths, endured the pain, rested for a moment, did not hesitate, and flexed his little thumb.

Bang!

Ning Du took a step back, his entire right hand trembling uncontrollably. He felt as if his right hand had been broken into countless pieces, and the pain caused was like countless sharp swords shuttling wildly in his hand, making him sweat on his forehead. The feeling of weakness also made him unable to support his body, and sat down again.

Shang Chonggu didn't say it, and Ning Du didn't know, a beginner should have rested for three days if he flicked one finger, but Ning Du flicked four fingers in half a day, and the pain he endured during this period was only clear to him, and his entire right hand seemed to be broken into countless pieces.

Half an hour later, Ning Du looked at the surface of the lake, thought for a long time, raised his hand, was level with the water, bent his fingers, but did not pop out again.

The bell rings, representing the end of school in Qingteng Garden.

"I can't practice anymore. Ning said a word alone, and then went to the Gewu Pavilion to find Hu Ran and prepare to go home for dinner.

Ning Du and Hu Ran walked out of the Qingteng Garden together, turned around the vegetable market, bought some food, and walked home.

"Young master, I heard that you made a bet with someone. Hu Ran walked around the Qingmei Garden, and naturally heard a lot of words, and the most talked about in the afternoon was the bet between Bing Jian and Ning Du.

"Hmm. ”

"Is it a win?"

"It's not. ”

"Oh. Hu Ran ate her fried sugar cake with confidence.

"Why don't you ask me what I bet?"

"It's okay if you don't gamble, but if you lose, you'll be in trouble!"

Ning Du looked at Hu Ran with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but say, "Next time, I'll gamble with someone!"

——

Fei Liu never thought that he would be able to survive. Although he was sent to the north to build the Great Wall, he was also very happy. In broad daylight, 200 people cut people on the streets, such a bad thing, without dragging the old mother of his family out and killing him, it was already the limit. He couldn't think of how many taels of silver could be exchanged for his cheap life.

A conscription of nearly 100 men moved slowly towards the north, whips and rebukes rang out from time to time.

At this time, a cavalry chased after him from the south, talked a few words with the officers and soldiers, and shouted: "Who is Fei Liu?"

"I am. ”

The man immediately rode over, dismounted and said, "My young master said to rest assured that your old mother has someone to support." After speaking, he leaned over and said: "This road has been completed, you can come back after a year and a half of going to the Great Wall, you can rest assured." Your brothers are all arranged. ”

Fei Liu's brain burst out, tears welled up, knelt facing south, and shouted: "Great kindness, death is retribution!"

"This is a hundred taels of silver, put it away. The young master also told me a lot of things, and I couldn't send them again. Take care, brother. And when the man had finished speaking, he mounted his horse and raised his whip, and immediately went away.

Fei Liu kowtowed heavily.

......

The boss of the Golden Dragon Money Village looked at the 10,000 taels of silver tickets in his hand, sneered, and said: "What is this? This is considered compensation for me? I was almost beaten to death by destroying my money bank, and then I was compensated for 10,000 taels? ”

The steward looked at the other party and said in a steady voice: "In the business field, you have talked about love? You don't know the risks of the money bank? You don't know how your money came from? You didn't expect today's outcome? Your Jinlong money bank was ruined, in the final analysis, it is your own business." There are some things that are not half-hearted when you say them. ”

The boss of Jinlong Qian Zhuang turned his face and smiled, and said, "It's my small belly chicken intestines." Xuanhemen sent charcoal in the snow, I will never forget it!"

The steward responded with a smile, Quan Dang didn't hear what the other party said before, and continued to discuss other things.

......

Yulong Street was as lively as ever, drunken and teasing passing women, masked hiding in the corner and talking closely, happily even knocking on the tiles and singing on the spot...... However, these people are uninhibited, and they dare not go to the upper floor to spread wild.

The climb looks old, not very tall, with a total of five floors. The first floor is a restaurant, full of tables, and it is messy when no one is around, and it is even worse when eating; the second floor is a gambling game and women, which is also messy, and even a little smoky; the third floor is a six-hall hall, which is cleaner; the fourth floor is very quiet; and the fifth floor has not been up.

The ninth master of Yulong Street, which is often said, lives on the fourth floor.

At this time, there were eight chairs on both sides of the living room on the fourth floor, and eight people were sitting, shouting loudly. It wasn't until the ninth master came out and sat in the middle of the high chair that it quieted down.

The ninth master looks like he is sixty years old, his hair is combed very neatly, but he can't hide the old age that is revealed, and his handsome face is also stacked with wrinkles and spots, which is the same as when he was young. It's just that the majesty is increasing day by day and becoming more and more restrained, which makes people indescribable but can feel it clearly.

"Let's talk about it. The Ninth Master sat down and said slowly.

"Dongjin Palace did something strange this time. Even if 100,000 taels were collected, it was not worth the trouble to suppress this matter, and only a few death row prisoners were killed and impersonated. ”

"I don't think so. Where is this? At the feet of the Son of Heaven! So many people have been slashed and killed and reported to the Son of Heaven? That is not a simple matter for the 100th person, it will take thousands of heads! Who wants to poke this matter up? When the big thing is turned into a small thing, and the small thing is turned into a small thing, everyone is happy. ”

"Yicai Hall, Xuanhemen, there are a lot of people behind it, if you really copy it, it will be shaken for most of the day. Dongjin Palace may not want to take this risk, so it is better to take this opportunity to gather a few more people. ”

“......”

Listening to these clichés, Jun Jiuye did not show a disappointed look, he tapped the chair with his fingers, and said slowly: "Okay, everyone go back." Lately - pay more attention. ”

"Yes, Ninth Master. ”

When everyone left, the attendant said in his ear: "Ninth Master, Xiaogui will be back in two days." ”