The black cloud was pressed very low, so low that it seemed to be pressing on people's hearts.

This is a tavern in Madman Street, because it is afternoon, there are few customers, and the inside of the small guest house looks very dim.

In the corner of the window, on the wine table, which is not too big, is full of small wine jars, some of which are broken, and the fragments are spread all over the ground.

Yan Lingyun's drunken eyes were hazy, and he poured the last drop of wine in the wine jar into his mouth, and he was dissatisfied, and put the empty wine jar on the table dissatisfiedly, but he touched the other three or two wine jars, making a crackling sound on the ground.

With a mouth full of wine, he opened his mouth and drank, "Bring the wine!"

"Young master, stop drinking, we should go home, otherwise Madame will be worried." Ping'er persuaded on the side.

"I want to drink!" Yan Lingyun said vaguely: "Wait for me...... When I'm drunk, I'll ...... Forget the fire, and then my heart will be ...... It won't hurt! ”

Ping'er's heart was sour, she had the heart to stop it, but she couldn't bear to stop it.

Xiao Er sent a few more jars of wine at this time, and walked away. He has seen a lot of drunk customers like this, and as long as someone next to him pays the bill, he is not worried.

Yan Lingyun picked up the wine jar, patted the mud, raised his head and drank again.

Ping'er sat aside and watched quietly, the wound in Yan Lingyun's heart was clearly reflected in her heart, and she wrapped it silently with full tenderness.

Yan Lingyun drank two more jars, and when he was in the third jar, his hand holding the altar was loosened, and the wine jar splashed on the ground with the wine, and the people also fell on the table.

Ping'er sighed secretly and called Xiao Er to settle the bill.

"Folded up, it's a total of five black sticks." Xiao Er said.

Ping'er frowned slightly, the six black cakes on her body were far from enough, she gritted her teeth and said, "You go and call the boss, and I will mortgage the wine money."

Xiao Er left in response.

Ping'er took off a close-fitting heart-shaped jade pendant from her neck, presenting a yellow complexion, giving people a sense of transparency and flawlessness. She stroked the delicate jade with her hand, but there was a deep hidden longing in her eyes.

The tavern owner is a middle-aged man, with a modest appearance and a short and medium figure, which looks a little obscene. He came to Ping'er's side, glanced at Ping'er secretly and greedily, lowered his body slightly and asked, "What does the girl have to mortgage the wine?"

Ping'er shook the jade pendant in his hand and said lightly: "This jade pendant is worth so much money, so it will be worth this wine." Please also ask the boss to keep this jade, and it will be redeemed tenfold. ”

The tavern owner took it with both hands, glanced at the jade pendant in his hand, a trace of joy flashed on his face, but he said: "When I see the girl's jade pendant, it is so valuable, I open the door to do business, and I will keep this jade properly according to what the girl said, and wait for the girl to redeem it."

Ping'er nodded, got up and turned the cloth bag behind her to the front of her, mixed Yan Lingyun, put it on her back, and walked out.

The tavern owner kept looking at Ping'er and walked away, then turned to the back of the counter, rubbed the jade pendant in his hand, and muttered, "This is He's jade!" Look at the color and texture, it should be of the highest quality, and the edge is not visible. ”

He put the jade pendant into his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly said with a fascinated face: "What a charming frankincense, a stunning beauty cultivated, this jade can already be called the best, and it is hard to find!"

The tavern owner looked ecstatic, he couldn't put down the jade pendant in his hand, played with it, and said with a slight frown: "He's and He's, this jade is not only a precious accessory, but also a token." The identity of that woman must not be simple. She said that she would come back to redeem it, and if I swallow it, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble in the future. ”

For a time, between money and safety, he fell into a war between heaven and man in his heart.

After a long time, he said horizontally: "People die for money, and birds die for food." If I exchange this jade for ten thousand gold, it will be enough to enjoy the rest of my life, and it will be better to stoop down in this broken tavern. ”

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, stood against the thunderclouds in the sky, walked out of the tavern, and walked straight towards Langhuanxuan.

Ping'er carried the drunk Yan Lingyun on his back, and under the sideways eyes of passers-by, he quickly walked through the madman street, walked out of the madman gate, and then identified the direction and walked into the reckless mountains.

The sky is not beautiful, and a thunderstorm hit halfway.

The dense chain of lightning appeared and disappeared in the overwhelming dark clouds, and from time to time emitted pieces of blazing light, turning the earth white.

After that, there was a thunderous explosion, like a drum through the sky, which shook people's blood and blood.

It's a heavy rainstorm!

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ping'er carried Yan Lingyun on his back to find a sunken stone cliff and hid in it.

As soon as he hid his body, the heavy raindrops like flying stones fell from the sky, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were in the ocean.

There was a howling wind, rolling up a curtain of rain in the sky, like a monstrous wave, raging in the mountains and forests. The bitter rain hit this sunken stone cliff from time to time, beating the two people in the cliff to a soaked body.

Ping'er protected Yan Lingyun and retreated into the cliff as much as possible, and the bodies of the two were close together, resisting the invasion of the cold.

Outside the stone cliff, the torrential rain was like a frenzy, falling more and more, and it couldn't stop for a while.

Madman Street, Langhuan Xuan.

This is a Qing room on the second floor, more than ten meters square space, there are no superfluous things, a few landscape paintings, a sandalwood tea table, with a set of tea sets, nothing else.

Ji Laopan sat on the wooden floor, holding the heart-shaped jade pendant in his hand, and asked the tavern owner who was standing on the side, "How much do you want to sell this jade pendant?"

The tavern owner hesitated for a moment, then held out a trembling finger and said, "Ten thousand black stripes."

"Oh!"

Ji Lao smiled, threw away the jade pendant in his hand, and said, "Although this is a top-grade Heshi jade, it is not worth the price." ”

"You don't know." The tavern owner smiled a little obscenely, "This jade needs to be smelled to discern its true value!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" An imperceptible light flashed in Ji Lao's eyes.

The tavern owner explained: "This jade has been worn by the woman for many years, and the beauty raises jade, and has raised attractive frankincense, which is not much."

"Yes." Ji Lao replied nonchalantly, "It's better for me to see the origin of this jade, and then talk about its value." ”

He placed the jade pendant in his left palm, stretched out a right finger, hung on it, and a drop of blood, dripping from his fingertips, landed on the jade pendant.

The blood was stained with the jade pendant, but it was like a sponge absorbing water, and it was instantly absorbed by the jade pendant, and the three small characters intertwined with the blood lines suddenly appeared from the jade pendant: Tianji Mansion.

As soon as the three words "Tianji Mansion" appeared, they disappeared, and the jade pendant returned to a transparent and flawless state.

A hint of ecstasy flashed on Ji Lao's face, and he was immediately revealed. He held the jade pendant, looked at the tavern owner and said, "Have you smelled this jade?"

The tavern owner nodded busily, and said intoxicatedly: "Beauty raises jade, I can't deceive you!"

"In that case, go and get the money." Ji Lao said lightly.

"Thank you for being old!" The tavern keeper bowed in ecstasy, and was about to take a step, when he asked, "Where am I going to get the money?" ”

"Don't worry, just wait for me to open the window." Ji Lao snorted coldly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the two windows facing the street opened.

The tavernkeeper was shocked, realized that something was wrong, and said in a trembling voice: "You don't ...... joking"

"Go ahead and collect your money." Ji Lao said without emotion, and the tavern owner was horrified to find that he involuntarily got up from the ground, was held up by an invisible force, came out of the window, and went against the monstrous wind and rain outside, towards the black and oppressive thunderclouds.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound, and he didn't know why he was doing this when he was dying.

The two windows closed silently, Ji Lao got up, put away the jade pendant, and muttered: "I have to go to the Linglong girl and ask, where are the roots of that idiot boy."

The heavy rain outside the cliff was like a waterfall, and from time to time the rain poured into the stone cliff, with a chill, hitting Ping'er and Yan Lingyun.

Yan Lingyun was drunk, and from time to time he said a few mushy words, and Ping'er protected him inside, so most of the rain that hit the cliff was blocked by Ping'er.

The border wilderness is four seasons a year, one warm and three cold, summer is warm spring, autumn, winter and spring are three seasons, one cold is better than a cold.

It was July, and the early cold struck, and the first rainstorm still carried the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Ping'er was soaking wet, and the rain slid through the ends of her hair, dimmering into her neck, causing her teeth to tremble.

The cloth bag in front of her had already been stuffed into it by her and Yan Lingyun. In the cloth bag, in addition to the cloth, it also wrapped the two books bought from Langhuanxuan. There was nothing around her to keep her warm.

In desperation, Ping'er tried to raise the hot stove in his body, but the effect was not good, and the faint heat flow, like a cluster of flames in the cold wind, was extinguished in an instant by the invading chill around him.

Yan Lingyun was hindered by the advice of his great-ancestor Bai Qianshan, so he passed on some of the supreme foundation building method to Yu Ping'er in an obscure way, and did not tell her explicitly. Ping'er does not doubt that there is it, according to the practice of the body, the progress has also been a thousand miles a day, and now, it has reached the level of practicing skin like iron. It's just that in some degrees, it is far inferior to Yan Lingyun.

It's like a heating furnace, when it comes to Yan Lingyun, it is like a big furnace baking in the body, and when it is applied in Ping'er, it can only raise the heat flow.

In this regard, Yan Lingyun was puzzled, and in the end it could only be attributed to his personal physique.

Now, Ping'er is in a predicament because of this. If she can stretch her muscles and move herself, she is not afraid of the cold, but in order to protect Yan Lingyun from the rain, she can't move at all, she can only bear it.

The cold was like a pinprick, pervasive, Ping'er's whole body gradually became numb, looking at the violent rain curtain outside the stone cliff, she instinctively leaned towards Yan Lingyun behind her, seeking a warmth under her hard guard.

A pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her slender and slender waist, and the moment she reacted, they picked her up and turned her inside.

"Young Master!" Ping'er exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Yan Lingyun didn't answer, just like a sideways person in his sleep, holding the screen and pressing it inside, his back blocking the wind and rain outside.