In July, the sun sets like fire.

On a hill in the northwest corner of Jiangcheng University, several small buildings are hidden in the trees, scattered. In the shade of dappled trees, an asphalt road connects several small buildings, and at the other end leads to the teachers' dormitory area not far ahead.

The road is deserted, and insects and birds are singing.

"Boom-"

With the sudden thunder, gusts of wind blew, and dark clouds covered the sky.

After three thunders, the wind lightened a little, and the raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground like falling stones, and crackled on the leaves.

In front of one of the small buildings, there is a small courtyard, on both sides of the courtyard gate grows more than half a person's tall canna, under the rain wash, just wash away the dust of many days, the green leaves look particularly refreshing.

"Ahh

Suddenly, with a howl of ghosts and wolves, a young man in a white T-shirt and jeans appeared on the path, ran into the yard quickly, and jumped under the eaves.

"Mahler's next door, it's raining a little bit."

Luo Ping scolded and took out the key from his already soaked trouser pocket and prepared to open the door.

"You, hello!"

A timid voice suddenly sounded on his right side, Luo Ping was taken aback and turned his head to look over.

This small two-storey building is very old and has a different style from the new building today. The rain eaves in front of the door stretched out to be a meter wide, and there were four pillars underneath, and there was a low railing in the middle of the columns.

I saw a little girl in a royal blue Taoist robe with her hair in a bun, oh, Xiao Dao Gu was standing next to the pillar.

Xiao Daogu is not very old, fifteen or sixteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows, and her big eyes are revealing a hint of nervousness.

"Hello, what's the matter with you?" Luo Ping hesitated for a while, asked her, looked back and forth, and confirmed that there was only Xiao Daogu alone, and was a little surprised in his heart, could it be that she came to turn into a fate?

"Does Mr. Chen Qingyu live here?"

"Yes, this is Mr. Chen's home, do you have something to do with him?" Luo Ping was even more surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that Xiao Daogu actually came to find Old Chen, "But he just went abroad, and he won't be able to come back until three months." ”

The smile on Xiao Daogu's face froze, and the little mouth that had just opened forgot to close, and her eyes were wide open.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind blew under the eaves, wetting the cloth shoes on Xiaodaogu's feet. Luo Ping hurriedly opened the door and invited Xiao Daogu into the house with a smile.

Xiao Daogu also came back to her senses from the surprise just now at this time, hesitated for a moment, and followed him into the house.

When Xiao Daogu entered the door, Luo Ping saw that she was still holding a slender and long thing in her hand, tightly wrapped in a blue cloth, and the shape looked a bit like a long sword.

"You're holding a sword?" Luo Ping asked curiously.

Xiao Daogu nodded stiffly, and involuntarily held the long sword tightly in her arms with both hands. Because Luo Ping had already walked in front of her, his eyes staring at the long sword flashed with excitement.

"Do you know swordsmanship, can you show me your sword?"

Facing Luo Ping, who looked urgent, Xiao Daogu's body stiffened, and she involuntarily took two steps back. In the panic, his foot stumbled on the coffee table, and his whole body lost its center of gravity and leaned back.

Luo Pingxin screamed badly, and hurriedly reached out to help, but Xiao Daogu waved the long sword in his hand and pointed it on the wall behind her, and her petite body was like an iron bridge, steadily across the coffee table, showing extreme flexibility and coordination.

"Phew! Smack—"

Luo Ping's hand froze in mid-air.

His eyes were stunned as he watched the long sword tightly wrapped in blue cloth poke hard at Chen Lao's favorite "Spring Rain Map".

Watch as the glass on the frame shatters into pieces and falls to the ground.

His heart was broken......

Xiao Daogu exerted a slight force in her hand, snorted softly, and simply straightened up neatly, with a beautiful posture.

Luo Ping woke up like a dream and shouted: "biedong! ”

But it was too late, and as the sword was drawn, the frame slammed to the ground.

Asunder!

Luo Ping hurriedly ran over and picked up the broken "Spring Rain Map" from the broken glass on the ground. Looking at the huge hole in the middle, he wanted to cry without tears.

Before Chen Lao left, he patted his chest and promised that everything in this room would be intact. However, as soon as he walked on his front foot, "Spring Rain Map" broke such a big hole, what should I do.

This is a masterpiece that Chen Lao has treasured for ten years.

The value is immeasurable!

"What should I do?"

Luo Ping was dumbfounded, he didn't even know that his little finger was cut by broken glass, and the red blood fell down drop by drop.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Xiao Daogu also squatted down beside Luo Ping, looked at the painting that had been stabbed by herself, her face was pale, and she said timidly.

Luo Pingleng paused for a while, and suddenly became furious, "This is Old Chen's favorite painting, just say sorry and it's over?" ”

He has always had a bad temper, roared, turned his head and glared at Xiao Daogu who was about to get angry. But as soon as he saw her pitiful appearance, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his belly.

Luo Ping sat on the ground with a sad expression, his head was in a mess, and he sighed and said, "Forget it, you didn't mean it." ”

For a while, Luo Ping's heart was in turmoil, and Xiao Daogu was also dumbfounded, I don't know what to do, the room was unusually quiet, only the wall clock on the wall made a ticking sound.

Xiao Daogu looked at the depressed expression on Luo Ping's face, understood that she had made a big disaster, hesitated for a while, took off a pendant around her neck, and handed it to Luo Ping.

"I only have this, I heard my master say it's an antique, and I don't know if it's worth it, you can take it."

Luo Ping paused for a moment, and saw that in the middle of Xiao Daogu's white and small palm, there was a black jade pendant, the size of a copper coin, and the style was simple.

He subconsciously took it, and the black jade ornament was warm in his hand, leaving Xiao Daogu's body temperature, and a trace of fragrance came to his nose. Directly above the black jade is a beast-shaped relief, which is exquisitely carved and lifelike.

In the past few months, under the influence of Chen Lao, Luo Ping has also learned a little about antiques, and he has never seen such a beast-shaped pattern. Suddenly interested, he carefully rubbed the small black jade pendant, and wanted to judge the physical properties of this small piece from the feel.

What he didn't know was that this black jade pendant was given to her by Xiao Daogu on her tenth birthday, and she had been wearing it close to her chest for the past few years, and she had never shown it to others.

Seeing Luo Ping rubbing his hand on it, Xiao Daogu's cheeks were burning, and she was shy, and then her eyes and face were slightly closed, and her mouth softly recited the heart-purifying mantra.

Luo Ping didn't notice her appearance, and after looking at the front of the pendant, Luo Ping flipped it over and looked at the back carefully.

The style of this jade pendant is simple, there are no traces of carving, and the ink color is uniform and rich. Luo Ping once heard Chen Lao say that now the ink jade is extremely precious, and the price on the market is in grams.

Suddenly, the blood stains on Luo Ping's little finger stained the beast-shaped pattern on the front of the black jade pendant, only to see the red light in the eyes of this first-born, angry monster flashed away, and then the blood stains on the black jade pendant were also swept away.

Luo Ping suddenly felt that his little finger was very itchy, and after a closer look, he saw that his finger was stained with blood, thinking that it had been cut by the glass just now.

"You put it away, I can't take such a valuable thing." Luo Ping handed the pendant back to Xiao Daogu, picked up the tissue on the coffee table and wiped the blood on his little finger, but he couldn't find the wound.

Xiao Daogu took the black jade pendant, and there was a touch of blush on her fair face.

"By the way, you came to find Mr. Chen for something, or you can tell me, maybe I can help you."

Luo Ping is 1.78 meters tall, and his wet white T-shirt looks particularly strong when he wears it on his body; Xiao Dao Gu was petite, but she was wearing a wide Taoist robe, and the two of them were huddled together in the narrow space between the coffee table and the wall, almost leaning together.

The air is dark and fragrant, but it is not the usual smell of fat powder perfume, but a faint musk, which makes people feel calm.

Xiao Daogu was embarrassed by Luo Ping, and felt that she was too close to him, so she quickly stood up and said, "I have a letter to Mr. Chen Qingyu." ”

"That's the same for me, when Old Chen comes back, I'll help you transfer it to him." Luo Ping also stood up, carefully put away the damaged "Spring Rain Map", and put it aside.

"No, Master said that I must hand it over to Mr. Chen Qingyu by hand."