After accepting the memory, Shi Lan rubbed his stinging head and sighed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the original owner walked hundreds of miles alone, she was young at that time, and most of the people she met took pity on her when she was young, and they would help her more or less, so that her perception of human nature was always on the good side.

If you haven't experienced the ravages of darkness, how can you know that some people can't just look at the surface.

Xu Jiao is ten years apart from her, even if she was good to her when she was a child, but it was because she had to rely on the original owner to survive in the martial arts hall, now that Xu Jiao has grown up and is doing very well, why does she think that people will still treat her like before?

Now, the original master is just an ordinary sect disciple, even if she has the love of her master and brother, and the resources she holds in her hand are only enough for her own cultivation, and it will not help others at all.

Xu Jiao's life is stable and stable, and since people can come to the door and be received by Wu Ming, who is an elder, it shows that they have mixed well over the years.

I really don't know how the original owner would take it for granted that Xu Jiao would waste ten years of time not to enhance her strength, but to track down the murderer, just to avenge her childhood playmate.

She didn't think about it, why there were so many people in the martial arts hall, why only Xu Jiao survived?

The voice of a woman talking faintly came from outside the door, Shi Lan listened attentively, it was Xu Jiao who ordered the inn guys to bring food up.

After a burst of messy footsteps, Xu Jiao knocked on the door, "Little Sister Shi, eat something first and then sleep."

Shi Lan answered vaguely and opened the door.

Xu Jiao put a few steamed buns and a plate of pickles on the table on the tray, and said with an amiable smile: "It's still some distance from the town, let's go here tonight, the ghost fire is also injured, and he can't run far in one night." ”

Shi Lan blinked her eyes, with a look of trust and dependence, "I listen to Sister Xu." ”

Xu Jiao smiled slightly, covered the smugness in her eyes, and said softly: "After eating, go to bed early, and when the day dawns, we will set off." ”

Shi Lan took a bite of the steamed bun and nodded.

Xu Jiao saw her eating with her head down, so she didn't say more, closed the door, and went out.

The sound of broken footsteps outside the door became farther and farther away, Shi Lan's chewing movements became slower and slower, and after a small sound of closing the door came from not far away, Shi Lan spit out the steamed bun in his mouth.

Worried that there was still residue in her mouth, she poured some more water and rinsed her mouth several times to make sure that there was indeed nothing before giving up.

When the original owner went down the mountain, she was on the fourth floor of the Condensation Realm, although she was injured, it was impossible for her to fall to the Juxuan Realm in a short period of time, and the only explanation was that she was poisoned, and this poison was colorless and tasteless, so people couldn't watch out for it at all.

The purpose of the poisoner is to kill her vitality, and he doesn't want to kill her, this kind of behavior is not like the work of a life and death enemy, the only thing that can be done is to follow forward and back, shush the cold and ask for warmth, and stab Xu Jiao of the original owner in the end.

The night was dark, and through the window lattice, the ground glowed with a silvery white glow.

Shi Lan stood in the middle of the room, and according to the memory of the original owner, he started the Buddha's Nine Transformations Alchemy Technique, which could only be practiced by his own disciples.

The movements of this body technique are weird, the angles are tricky, Shi Lan only did one formula, and he was suddenly burst out of the sharp pain from the cracks in the bones, and tears broke out, but this body seemed to be accustomed to this level of pain, and the movements were carried out in an orderly manner, wisps of invisible breath wandered, circulating back and forth in the body, nourishing the muscles and bones, meridians, epithelium, and flesh under the skin.

An hour later, after the twenty-four fights were over, and after the air flow swam a few times, Shi Lan's clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Shi Lan took out a set of clothes from her baggage, cleaned herself up, scattered her hair again, combed the man's bun, and finally pressed her chest, which was still a little painful, and after feeling that the injury had eased a lot, she looked sideways out of the window.

At this time, the night was as dark as ink, the moon that had been hanging high was tired and hidden behind the clouds, and the small courtyard of the post station was very quiet, only the faint sound of insects came from the grass not far away.

Shi Lan quietly opened the door, and the creaking sound of the wooden planks swaying next door was accompanied by a few rapid and low gasps and the delicate and unbearable humming of the woman.

The corners of Shi Lan's mouth twitched, and she tiptoed, like a dexterous tanuki, quietly passing by the door next door, jumping down the stairs, and turning to the small door by the kitchen.

A moment later, a petite and delicate figure, a few jumps, disappeared silently into the vast night.

Two hours later, Shi Lan rushed to the gate of the town panting.

Half an hour later, the closed door slowly opened, Shi Lan lowered his head, and followed a group of vegetable farmers and vendors inside.

It was still early at this time, and there were only a few shops on the street, Shi Lan shrank to a crowded snack shop, ordered a bowl of hot porridge with two big meat buns, and ate a beautiful meal, and then turned into a shop selling rouge gouache, bought a lot of bottles and cans, and then hid in the alley on the side, and after some rubbing and rubbing, when she came out again, the elegant and beautiful girl had become a handsome young man with a tall figure.

In the early summer morning, the sun was bright, and the clear and handsome young man squinted his crescent-like eyes, looking at the shy and timid appearance of the big girl and little daughter-in-law walking back and forth, grinning and smiling.

The flow of people on the street gradually increased, Shi Lan found a teahouse, ordered a pot of tea and sat by the window with fried beans grinding teeth.

Just after lunch, Shi Lan leisurely listened to the storyteller talk about the deeds of the evil martial venerable Zhang Rulin who shattered the void, and the corner of his eyes inadvertently swept down, just in time to see a pair of men and women looking left and right in a hurry.

Shi Lan squinted, happily admiring the appearance of the two of them with the corners of their mouths turning white and their eyes blue in anxiety.

The two of them searched left and right, and when they saw that there was no one they were looking for, they drooped their heads and turned elsewhere.

Shi Lan threw down a few copper plates, shook the debris on his clothes, got up and quietly followed.

Xiaoping Town is not big, and two hours later, Xu Jiao and Zhao Chao have already turned over all the streets and inns, large and small.

Shi Lan hung far behind the two of them, following leisurely.

Xu Jiao is only on the ninth floor now, Zhao Chao is better, and Ning Zhen is on the second floor, but it is still two floors lower than Shi Lan, so the two of them didn't find that there was always someone following behind two zhang away.

The sky gradually became stained with a touch of red glow, and from afar, I didn't know what Zhao Chao said, Xu Jiao's face was extremely ugly and followed Zhao Chao into a nearby inn.

After Shi Lan and the others took the two upstairs, they also went in and specially asked for a guest room adjacent to the two of them.

At night, the inn gradually returned from the hustle and bustle to the quiet, Shi Lan pushed open the closed window lattice, and easily stepped on the fence to sneak under the next window.

At this moment, the room was silent, and in the dim candlelight, Xu Jiao's figure was reflected in the window.