Chapter 172: The Alcove

Ah Zi nodded, but there was a little drumming in his heart.

Bao'er looked at her just now and still lingered in her mind, but now she wants to let her stay alone with Bao'er for the night, just thinking about it has made Ah Zi start to retreat.

In fact, Bao'er's rebuke was more straightforward and violent than Ah Zi expected.

"Just an ordinary brother and sister relationship?"

As soon as she stepped into the room, Bao'er was met with a question.

Seeing Bao'er sitting on a stool in the middle of the room with a sword in her hand, looking at herself angrily, Ah Zi sighed helplessly in her heart, lowered her head and silently walked to the bed where her burden was placed.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he was pushed across his chest by the hilt of the sword pushed by Bao'er, blocking the way.

"How come I haven't seen a brother and sister in any family as close as you and your eldest brother?"

Seeing Bao'er pressing step by step, and thinking that he would have to get along with her day and night in the future, if he didn't make his words clear at this time, he was afraid that the road in the future would be more tormenting, Ah Zi took two deep breaths and slowly said: "Bao'er, I have known Ah Brown since childhood, this is true, but the love between men and women is not something that can be summed up clearly in three words, if my previous words made you misunderstand, I apologize to you, how do you want to blame me for hating me, I have no complaints." But I'm sincere about Ah Brown, and I'm sure he's ...... too."

Halfway through Ah Zi's words, the sword in Bao'er's hand suddenly came out of its sheath and slashed perfectly in the air, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight towards Ah Zi. Shocked, Ah Zi couldn't dodge even two steps back, and was forced into a corner, so he had to bend his knees and flick his feet. Backwards against the wall, his body rolled in the air, and settled behind Bao'er again.

Fortunately, a few days ago, Professor Ah Brown's soles of his feet still felt like smoke, and under Bao'er's persecution, his skills became more refined, Ah Zi reached out and patted his chest, only to find that the collar on his chest was actually broken by Bao'er's sword at some point, revealing a piece of white skin inside.

She's really moving?!

If he hadn't learned some foot kung fu from Ah Brown before, wouldn't he have been the other party's sword soul at this moment.

"Bao'er!"

Ah Zi was full of grief and indignation, and her eyes were full of puzzlement.

At this time, Bao'er had a deeper puzzle than Ah Zi, and she narrowed her eyes. Raised his sword and froze there. After thinking clearly about where the kung fu master on Ah Zi's feet was, he became even more resentful: "Okay...... Even learned kung fu? It seems that I still underestimate you, a brother-sister love is not enough, do you need to add a master-apprentice love? ”

Bao'er's words became more and more unbearable. Ah Zi was full of grievances and shame. But I don't know how to argue with it. Or should it be said that no matter what he says at this moment, Bao'er will definitely not listen to it, so why bother to defend himself.

Just as he was thinking about it, Bao'er's sword had struck again. Ah Zi couldn't avoid it, and almost ate another sword in the face.

After all, Ah Zi is just a beginner, and the successive attacks on such a domineering swordsmanship as Shang Bao'er can't withstand it for too long, and if he stays any longer, he is afraid that he will be covered in color.

Since you can't beat it, and you can't listen to it, you just go ahead.

Ah Zi took advantage of Bao'er's change of moves to jump out of the door, took advantage of the situation and took the latch of the door with his backhand, locking Bao'er in the house.

"Maybe take a night's rest and calm down, and she'll be able to figure it out."

Ah Zi comforted herself like this, secretly relieved, but turned to look around, now that it was late at night, the doors on both sides of the cloister were closed, how would she spend this long night?

She subconsciously wanted to knock on Ah Brown's door, but as soon as she was halfway there, she was attracted by the movement downstairs.

The hunchbacked blind shopkeeper came out from behind the counter and limped to the other end of the hall.

In the middle of the night, the hall was dark, and I could barely see the situation below by the dim light that came out of Bao'er's room. And the shopkeeper can't see it, so naturally he won't light the lamp, and a sneaky back walks in the dark, which makes Ah Zi's back feel cold.

She shuddered, and was about to turn to go inside, when she saw a faint blue light shining through—the shopkeeper had taken out a piece of Longyan Mine from a dark compartment at the end of the hall.

Longji Mountain is made of dragon rock ore, this ore is not unusual, but only after many generations of orcs will it bring the aura of the orc, that is, the so-called spirit stone.

And the best of the spirit stones is naturally the spirit stone that Ah Zi wears on his chest and was bred by the beast royal family, so although it is only less than the size of his thumb, although this spirit stone is small, it can sense the approach of the surrounding beast clans very keenly.

The spirit stone carried out by the shopkeeper only has a very faint blue light at this time, almost integrated with the blue-black luster of the Longyan mine itself, so this spirit stone is not from the orc royal family, but it is commendable because of the volume of the spirit stone, about three feet long and one foot wide ore needs the shopkeeper's hands to barely lift it, and the distance from the dark grid to the niche has made the lame shopkeeper breathless.

Ah Zi, who was attracted by this spirit stone, tiptoed downstairs to the shopkeeper's side, and stood about three steps away from the shopkeeper without daring to come out, quietly observing the spirit stone that was resting on the alcove.

Although it has been transformed into a spirit stone by the aura of the beast clan, this ore has not been polished in any way, with the unique layers of layers of ore, and even the soil on the mountain that adheres to it has been restored and retained in the crevices on the stone.

The shopkeeper bowed respectfully to the spirit stone and bowed and bowed, and there were words in his mouth.

Ah Zi looked towards the shopkeeper, and it was at such a distance that he noticed for the first time a round scar on the shopkeeper's neck.

This scar was different from the other wounds on his body, because the round depression was so special that it was definitely not caused by accident, but only by someone who deliberately inflicted the damage.

The scar was clearly covered by the blood in the neck, who was so cruel to treat this blind shopkeeper like this? What kind of weapon can form such a scar without killing the other party?

What terrible past happened to this blind shopkeeper?

"Enough of it?"

Ah Zi was thinking about it, and the voice of the blind shopkeeper came for no reason, breaking the original silence, startling Ah Zi to take a few steps back, hitting the corner of the table behind him and making a creaking sound, the teapot on the table almost fell off the edge of the table, Ah Zi hurriedly reached out to catch it, and carefully put it back in its original place again.

"These tables, chairs, and cutlery are all old and antique, so you have to be careful." The blind shopkeeper said, reaching out and groping his way to the table and sat down.

Ah Zi licked her dry lips, and she couldn't stand or sit for a while, so she could only ask embarrassedly, "How do you know I'm here?" (To be continued.) )