After being discharged from the hospital, the two now have nothing to do, so they go back to their respective homes.

Yang Jian wrapped the broken sword in a gray cloth and carried it behind his back, looking quite chivalrous.

On the platform, Yang Jianmu escorted Wang Tian into the train, waved his hand, and was about to leave. But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a beautiful girl getting out of the carriage in front of him, and then, he couldn't take his eyes off.

It's not that Yang Jian is lustful, but this girl is too attractive: she has blue hair, up to her waist, fluttering in the wind as the girl moves. A slightly antique outfit makes her look so different. The most eye-catching thing is her noble queen-like temperament.

The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old, but she has a figure that most women envy. A bundle of ribbons is tied around the slender waist that can be held in Yingying, and it is conceivable that there is absolutely no fat on the small belly.

As if sensing Yang Jian's gaze, the girl turned her head to look this way. What kind of eyes are they? A pale purple color, breathtaking.

Yang Jian subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look at him. Then there was a faint chagrin, so many people on the platform were looking at her, how could they feel my gaze alone? But when Yang Jian raised his head again, he couldn't find the girl anymore.

After searching for no result, Yang Jian had to give up and turned out of the platform. It's a two-hour bus ride from here, and if you can catch the bus, you'll be there before noon, so you can cook at home and save money on a meal.

It's just that along the way, Yang Jian's mind was still on the girl. If you really want Yang Jian to describe it, it can only be two words, perfect. Before that. Yang Jian never felt that there was a person who could be described as perfect. No matter what, a person is flawed, but today, Yang Jian's concept has been completely subverted.

on a coach. Yang Jian felt a little tired and fell asleep in a daze. may be due to the reason that he misses it too much, the girl that Yang Jian dreamed of is just the content of the dream, which is not too good.

"Die." The girl said coldly, as if the cold queen was announcing the death penalty for criminals. It's just that the person who came to be sentenced to death was Yang Jian.

The girl just stood there, motionless. But Yang Jian felt that the air around him was like a soldier of the queen, and he was ordered to kill him.

Yang Jian pulled out the broken sword behind him, pointed at the girl, and looked directly into her purple eyes for the first time: "Don't force me to kill you if I force me again." ”

But the girl looked at Yang Jian and smiled disdainfully. Although her smile was full of sarcasm, Yang Jian still felt that her smile was so beautiful. The girl moved her red lips and said word by word: The sword is not used to kill, but to kill people. Yang Jian lowered his head, and was horrified to find that the sword had been inserted into his chest at some point. But not a drop of blood flowed, but flowed along with the golden lines on the broken sword's body. It was slowly absorbed into it.

The blade of the sword became more and more red, as if it was about to drip blood. And what Yang Jian didn't know was that the broken sword that penetrated his body was slowly growing the tip of the sword as it continued to absorb his blood.

When the tip of the sword was grown, it was extremely sublimated, and the blood light flashed away, and then, it all converged in, and the entire sword turned jade white, and the sword qi that soared into the sky burst out. At the same time, this is also the time when Yang Jian's body falls......

Yang Jian suddenly woke up, looked at the surrounding environment, and found that he was still on the bus, so he breathed a sigh of relief. "It turned out to be a dream!" Yang Jian took off the broken sword wrapped in cloth behind him and put it in front of him. Only then did he realize that the clothes behind his back had already been soaked with cold sweat.

"I don't know why I have such a dream, sword, sword, what secret do you have?" Yang Jian frowned, the previous dream was too weird, and it was so real. And that girl, who the hell is it?

Looking at the familiar street outside the window, Yang Jian knew that he was almost home. He shook his head and shook out all the strange thoughts in his head. Why do you think about being an orphan so much, and now that you are helpless, it is most necessary to find a job to support yourself as soon as possible.

When he arrived at the station, Yang Jian stood up, suddenly felt dizzy, and almost fell back on the seat, holding his head to adapt for a while before recovering. Strange, feeling dizzy when standing up after sitting for a long time This should be a symptom of anemia, although Yang Jian's living standard is not high, his body is still quite healthy, and he has never had this symptom before. But fortunately, there was nothing major, and Yang Jian didn't think too much about it, so he got out of the car.

After leaving the station, Yang Jian took a taxi to the vegetable market to buy some food. Before leaving, Wang Tian gave Yang Jian a thousand yuan, jokingly saying that it was a commission for hiring him to go on an expedition. Yang Jian was very moved, and felt that the luckiest thing was to make this brother. It's not that it's because of this thousand dollars. Although Yang Jian is poor, he is not a greedy person. What touched him was that this brother not only helped him for free, but also found various reasons for himself, taking into account Yang Jian's self-esteem. Of course, if it wasn't particularly needed, Yang Jian wouldn't have accepted Wang Tian's help casually.

Back at his home in the slums, Yang Jian sighed. My house is too dilapidated, even if it is placed in a slum, it is considered very poor. But who made himself an orphan? Abandoned by his parents since he was a child, it was the old man Yang who picked up Yang Jian, and because Yang Jian's left hand was engraved with a sword-shaped tattoo, he was named Yang Jian. But when Yang Jian graduated from junior high school, Yang Lao also passed away, and Yang Jian was helpless and alone from then on.

It's just strange that the tattoo doesn't seem to be engraved, but directly on the flesh. In other words, this was originally grown out of flesh, that is, birthmarks, and the only clue for Yang Jian to find his parents. But Yang Jian didn't know his parents, even if his parents recognized Yang Jian by birthmarks, they abandoned Yang Jian before, and now they probably don't want to recognize it.

Back at home, Yang Jian took down the broken sword behind his back and put it on the only cabinet in the house, and then went to the kitchen with vegetables to cook. In fact, Yang Jian originally wanted to return the broken sword to Wang Tian, but Wang Tian had to use Yang Jian and the sword as a reason for his fate, and resolutely refused.

In fact, Yang Jian's craftsmanship is still good, after all, eating is his own business, and he can't embarrass himself no matter what.

After a while, two home-cooked side dishes were freshly baked. Yang Jian was still unambiguous about eating, first wiped the table that had been covered with dust with a rag, then brought out two home-cooked dishes, and then went back to the kitchen to serve rice.

However, when Yang Jian came back with the rice, he was so frightened that he almost threw the rice in his hand. Because a girl was sitting at her own table, holding a broken sword in her hand, and she was taking a bite of a small dish and putting it in her mouth as if no one was around, and was leisurely savoring. Although he was obviously just eating two home-cooked side dishes, in Yang Jian's eyes, what he saw was a cold queen enjoying her lunch alone.

Maybe it's because of the previous dream. Yang Jian was a little scared of a girl, and stayed there for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Sit down." The girl sensed Yang Jian coming and pointed ahead. The pleasant voice seemed to be able to knock on people's psychology and wake Yang Jian up.

"Huh? Oh. Only then did Yang Jian react and sat down opposite the girl. Eat, you're welcome. The girl said lightly. Yang Jian seemed to think that the girl was the master here, and his momentum weakened.

No, you can't be so passive anymore, Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Yang Jian didn't ask who you were or why you were here, because Yang Jian knew that the girl definitely didn't come to him to chat, but with a certain purpose, so he went straight to the point. If it weren't for that strange dream, Yang Jian might have hoped that the girl would stay a little longer, but now, I wish I could send this big Buddha out as soon as possible.

"I'm here for it. The girl raised the broken sword in her hand. The sun shone through the window on the sword, shining with dazzling brilliance, "Can I take it with me?" The girl said in a consultative tone, but there was a sense of unquestioning in her tone.

Yang Jian hesitated for a while, but finally made up his mind: "No, this is a gift from a friend of mine, it is very valuable to me, and I will never pass it on to others." "Not to mention that this sword is extraordinary, even because of Wang Tian, Yang Jian can't give this sword related to dragons to others.

"Under no circumstances, what if I exchanged with you a wealth that you could never spend in your lifetime? Or something else, beauty, power, all that. The girl said coldly, without a trace of waves on her face, she was very calm, but the words she said were shocking. But Yang Jian said without hesitation: "I said, this is something given to me by my friend, and I will never exchange it for these." "If ordinary people are really moved, but for some reason, Yang Jian is very open to these, and I don't know what made Yang Jian such a mentality.

Looking at Yang Jian's resolute eyes, the girl's expression finally changed, but the surprise on her face only disappeared for a moment, and she regained her calm.

"Hmph." The girl snorted coldly, and then said, "The things on Kunlun Mountain are also embarrassed to say that they were given to you by a friend, I want to know, which friend of yours can have such great ability?" ”

Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and his heart turned upside down: How did she know, who was she?

"You must be guessing how I know!" The girl said confidently, "It's actually very simple, legend has it that four people were eaten by monsters, but I found out that there were six people you went on the expedition with, a tomb robber, two surveyors, a veteran, and you and your brother, and that veteran is not simple, he can even hold a pistol." ”

Yang Jian's face turned pale when he heard this. Not to mention that Wang Tian's father hired these people, although he would not be too secretive, there were absolutely few people who knew about it, and Yang Jian only knew about the army's possession of a pistol. The girl didn't seem to see Yang Jian's expression, and continued to say lightly: "After the four people died, Wang Tian's father asked people to spread rumors, saying that they were dragged into the water by monsters, but what I didn't expect was that there was really a water monster in the Yaochi of Kunlun Mountain, and your sword was not something that ordinary people could make, and you didn't carry this sword before you went to Kunlun Mountain, so I'm sure that this sword came from Kunlun Mountain, and it was related to that monster."

Looking at Yang Jian, who had clearly shown her panic, the girl smiled unexpectedly, her smile was so beautiful, and it was like a hundred flowers blooming in an instant, which was eye-catching. But in Yang Jian's eyes, it was like a devil's smile, it was so dangerous.

"Well, if you agree now, the conditions I made before will still be true." The girl regained her composure and said. Yang Jian was secretly frightened, and silently reminded himself in his heart: This is an obvious coercion and temptation, and I must not be fooled.

"I'm sorry, I refuse." Yang Jian looked at the girl and replied lightly.

At the moment when he said the answer, Yang Jian suddenly felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot. The girl's purple eyes gave Yang Jian endless pressure, but Yang Jian also straightened his waist and did not admit defeat.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the girl smiled. This was the second time Yang Jian had seen her smile, but it was completely different from the previous one. This time the girl's smile gave Yang Jian the feeling of a smile between friends, looking extremely sincere, at the same time, Yang Jian's body was also under pressure, but Yang Jian suddenly found that his legs were actually trembling slightly, not that he was afraid, but like he had been carrying weight for too long, suddenly unloading the weight, and his legs were a little out of force.

"Since you really don't want to, then I won't force you, if you change your mind in the future, or if you encounter any unsolvable difficulties and need help, you can come to me, but if your sword falls one day, you must notify me as soon as possible." As she spoke, the girl stretched out her slender hand and handed Yang Jian a card.

Looking at the white and tender little hand, oh no, it's a card, Yang Jian hesitated, but still took it. The card is heavy, scalded with dark gold lace, and I don't know what material it is made of. The most eye-catching thing is the somewhat illusory-looking figure on the front of the card, which is a person's back, giving Yang Jian the feeling that it is like a fairy walking in the air, free and easy, detached. It seems that you can see him if you look closely, but you can't see it clearly anyway. Yang Jian had to sigh that the card was finely made, and a picture could do it like this. Below the fairy shadow, there are two big characters of "Seeking Immortals", which seem to have been originally written with a brush, but they were imprinted on the gold card in some way. Behind it, there is also a picture, but Yang Jian can't read it, it is estimated that it is a map or something.

Yang Jian put away the card, now is not the time to study. But when Yang Jian raised his head, he found that the girl had put down the broken sword and walked to the door, leaving only a back for Yang Jian, and then disappeared.