The storyteller and grandson helped each other to leave after the restaurant turmoil, and the owner of the restaurant knew that this was a big trouble, and he never kept this eloquent old storyteller.

Outside Shengjing City, in a ruined temple, the old man and his granddaughter are taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset to make a fire, hoping to have a warm night in the cool autumn night.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the temple, and the old man hurriedly stood up to block his granddaughter behind him, and at the same time, the girl quickly wiped the stains on the ground on her face and her hands on her exposed skin. This series of operations is so smooth that it seems to have been done countless times, and it has become a habitual action.

Several Jianghu people with swords and swords and hats walked into the broken temple, as if they didn't expect anyone among them, the leader was stunned, and the people who followed also stopped, and a few pairs of eyes looked at the grandson who looked a little thin in the empty broken temple, and was speechless for a while.

The girl looked a little nervous, her dirty hands pinched the corners of her clothes tightly, and her eyes winced as she looked at a few people. The old man said with a sneer: "A few masters, there is still a little space in this temple, please feel free to rest." Seeing that the leader did not respond, he immediately said: "If it is not enough, we will leave, and this will ......."

"No need. The leader finally spoke, and turned his head to the people behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Rest for the night for a while, and continue to hurry tomorrow." The silence of the people behind him should be.

When everyone entered, the old man immediately took his granddaughter and walked to the door with a small cloth bag containing his luggage, gave them the bonfire that had been made, and sat down at the door, which was the place where they slept at night. The leader looked at him, but did not speak, as if acquiescing.

The old man and his granddaughter went out for a while, and when they came back, they brought some thatch that can be seen everywhere, and spread it in the corner of the wall, so that the girl sat inside, and sat on the ground a little outside, and a gust of autumn night wind blew into the temple gate, and was blocked by the old man, and when he arrived inside, it was already inaudible, and several people in the rivers and lakes turned their heads to see, the old man smiled sneeringly, and his thin body trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was cold or afraid.

The leading Jianghu people took off their hats, and they were a man with a square face, I don't know if it was because of the night, and his complexion looked a little dark. He took a thick coat from his bag and threw it to the old man, looking at the gazes of several companions, he said lightly: "Rest early, you have to hurry tomorrow morning." And ......"

"Don't do anything you shouldn't have to worry about, when you go back, the girls in Yanbo Building have a ...... for you to play."

"The eldest brother is right, when I go back, any girl can play. One of the Jianghu people also spoke: "Now, whoever has more rights and wrongs will be really boring......

As the rest of the people should be, the old man and the girl who had never said a word also cast grateful glances at the square-faced man.

The two sides seemed to have reached a certain tacit understanding, and no one spoke anymore and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the old man, who had been sitting at the door to block the cold wind, felt in a daze that someone had touched him, which made the old man wake up immediately, and the big eyes of the girl in the dark were looking at the old man.

The old man lowered his voice and asked, "Hezi, what's wrong?"

The girl pointed outside, and the old man understood in seconds: "Xiao Jie?"

The girl's face was flushed, but it was not visible under the cover of the night and stains. The old man put on the coat given by the Jianghu people, and the two of them tiptoed out.

The square man's ears moved, and he turned over, without the slightest desire to get up.

The old man stood not far away, and after a while, when the girl returned, the two of them walked together towards the ruined temple.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the old man who was walking in front of him sat down, just in time to avoid the knife that was obviously coming towards the vital point.

"Huh?" A person walked out of the shadows, but he was holding a knife in his left hand, he lowered his body, and slashed at the old man again, the girl exclaimed, and subconsciously blocked the old man in front of him, actually wanting to block the knife with his body.

A sword stabbed out of the oblique angle, and the swords intersected, only a soft sound sounded.

"How is that possible?" the man looked in shock at the half-cut knife in his hand, and when he looked up, a cold light flashed in front of him.

"Good...... It's so familiar......" He covered his throat unwillingly, as if he wanted to block the blood that kept flowing out, and vaguely saw a red coat: "Bloody clothes ......"

Lu Xi kicked impatiently, and the world was quiet.

Ying Taoguang walked out of the shadows and looked at the young man who appeared in front of him at some point: "Xia Wanlan, can I call you that?"

Xia Wanlan nodded: "Of course you can." Ying Shizi. ”

Neither of them cared about the grandparents and grandchildren on the side, Ying Taoguang said directly: "What are you looking for me?"

Xia Wanlan smiled: "Ying Shizi, I think you can help in the future." ”

"At what cost?"

"All of a soldier's book!"

Ying Taoguang thought about it, nodded and said, "Well, you can." I did the sale. ”

Lu Xian played a sword flower and slashed at Xia Wanlu with a sword.

The tip of the sword stopped on top of Xia Wan's head and trembled slightly. It's not that Lu Yi keeps his hand, but a pair of skinny palms that clamp Lige in the palm of his hand, and he can't move an inch.

Lu Yi pulled out Li Ge, and the old servant in linen clothes also put his hands together in his sleeves, standing behind Xia Wanlu like a real slave, but neither Ying Taoguang nor Lu Yi would really regard a master who was at least a master of the Qi Yun Realm as a slave.

Ying Taoguang smiled, turned around and left with Lu Xian: "Yes, you are qualified to do business with me." ”

Seeing Ying Taoguang and the two leaving, the hard-working grandfather and grandson trembled, and just when the storyteller was about to kneel down and kowtow to Xia Wanscale, Xia Wanscale's words made the two of them at a loss.

"Gui Bo, these two will settle you down. Be sure to treat it well. Xia Wanlan's face was not real in the night, but his voice was also gentle, and after saying this, he seemed to be a little tired, rubbed his eyebrows and said:

"I'm tired, so I'll go back first. ”

The grandfather and grandson were at a loss, listening to this meaning, it seemed that they would not be killed because they heard something that they shouldn't have heard, although the two of them didn't understand those words in the clouds......

The old servant who was called Uncle Gui without knowing whether his surname was Gui or Gui nodded, and looked at Xia Wanlan, who had already turned to leave, and bent down respectfully: "Yes, tonight has been delayed for a long time, and the son should rest early......

Brother Gongzi, who had walked more than ten meters, did not reply, but just waved his hand, and he couldn't see it very well in this dark night.

The old servant kept a bent posture until the footsteps disappeared completely, then straightened up, looked at the two hard-working people who could not wait for the fate of their grandfather and grandson, and thought hard.

The old man is good to arrange, give a caretaker on a quiet errand, and then give an order. Although no one would believe the words of these two small people in the market, if this omission ruined the child's business, he himself would not be able to spare his old bones.

But this little girl is not easy to do, the slaves and maids in the house are already saturated, and it is easy to be suspected if she is specially arranged to enter the house...... Anyway, Childe himself has no one to serve, and everything is his own old bones who are worried about, so it's better to ......

The old servant looked at the girl again, and the rough stains on the girl's face naturally couldn't deceive the old servant who had experienced a lifetime of hardships, and the old servant smiled, and the wrinkles on his face stretched a little.

"Come with me, this is something that Childe arranged......"

The sky was slightly bright, and the people in the broken temple woke up one after another, but they didn't see the two grandchildren who depended on each other, only saw a neatly folded coat placed at the door, and a silver ticket of one hundred taels was placed on it, as if they were afraid that the silver ticket would be blown away, and a small stone was pressed on it......