In fact, it was full of alcohol, and Ning Yi walked out of the room to close the door. The woman frowned slightly and listened to the footsteps, and for a moment, she opened her dress in the light, and the strips of cloth dyed red covered her chest layer by layer, and in several places the strips of cloth had been broken. From the shoulders above to the lower abdomen below, the skin is full of blood, some of which coagulate into blood scabs, crimson She, with the shocking wounds, the scars in front of the body are quite light, there is a one on the back and hands that may have hurt the muscles and bones, when the clothes dragged down, the coagulated blood scab was torn open again, she pursed her lips and endured, but most of the wounds on her body were not bleeding at this time, they actually stopped by themselves.

The woman twisted the strip of cloth in the basin, frowned slightly and began to wipe the blood from her body. The bean-like light, the clumsy sword, and the woman wiping her body in the humble room...... A moment, on the other side of the wall, Ning Yi also sat down on the stool, looking at the lights in the room, the woman could probably hear his movements, paused slightly, and then continued to wipe the wound and apply the wound medicine powder to the wound.

"This was originally an abandoned garden, and usually no one came, if it was before, it might have been searched when it was searched, but I have rented it, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Next door is Yushan Academy, and then there is a small bamboo forest, and there is a small river that crosses from there, which is not wide. On the other side of the river, there are first two restaurants, expanding a triangular residential area, the alleys inside extend in all directions, if someone wants to chase it there, it should not be easy, there are Changxing Street, Changye Street next to it, and then pass, the road leads to the south gate...... On the other side of the yard is ......"

With his back against the wall, Ning Yi slowly spoke, introducing everything around him, and the woman was quietly medicated over there, listening, and after a while, she said, "You are a disciple of the Daomen?" ”

"Huh?"

"There are so many alchemy things out there."

"Oh, it's not alchemy, I should be a Confucian disciple, these are Gewu."

"Should?"

"Yes."

“…… Why do you know that I am under the carriage? ”

"On New Year's Eve this year, when the girl was fighting on Suzaku Street, she was watching from a distance of dozens of meters nearby, and later in the restaurant, the girl dressed as a maid and poured wine over there."

“…… I remember. The voice sank slightly, and on the other side of the wall, the woman who was wiping the wound slowly stopped, waved her right arm, grabbed the hilt of the sword on the small table, and stabbed it backwards. With a pop, the earth and stone shot out from the other end of the wall, and the blade pierced the earthen wall and stopped at the side of Ning Yi's face, Ning Yi smiled and glanced at it.

"You were the scholar who wrote poetry that day...... Follow me for what?"

"Today you follow me." Ning Yi said this on the wall, and the woman on the other side of the wall was slightly stunned, "But you should understand that I have no evil intentions." ”

In a moment, the woman pulled the blade back and placed it on the table, the light shining through the gap between the long sword.

"But why do you want to follow me? What are your plans? ”

"Except because of Song Xian...... I want to learn martial arts under it. Ning Yi said frankly. The wall was stunned for a long time, as if stunned by this answer*, and after a while, the voice softened a little: "Nonsense*." ”

"It's the truth, I learned from the next careful Mu Wu*, and I wanted to know what the legendary advanced martial arts of the Dao were like......

"You're quite talented?" A voice from there interrupted him.

"Well, it's hard to say it yourself......"

"That day, upstairs, everyone asked you to write a poem, and you wrote a poem, and everyone had nothing to say...... You talents, you have always looked down on martial arts, you are also a talented and learned talent, and you are also famous, and now you say that you want to practice martial arts, and you are also advanced in martial arts. You don't go into battle, you don't fight with others, you just play tricks, I don't believe it. ”

The woman said lightly, but there was no emotion in it, just stating these words. Ning Yi thought about it, heard the sound of the bell outside the city faintly, and laughed: "Indeed...... Nothing to use. And I heard that advanced martial arts have to start from the child's practice, more than ten or twenty years, and every day is not embellished to achieve success, right? ”

"You are indeed past the age of martial arts."

"Regret." Ning Yi smiled, "Actually...... In the next good lattice thing. ”

“…… Gewu? ”

"Well, it's to study everything and then deduce and use, for example, the alcohol you use to clean the wound has been cooled and distilled several times, and it is only a little extracted at present, but if it is used to make wine......

The time is not early, Ning Yi said something casually, waiting for the time to pass, in the room inside, the woman was dealing with the injuries on her body, occasionally saying a word absentmindedly, after all, the clothes and pants on her body were all blood, and she was still on the side when she took it off, Bai She's bandage was tied to her chest, and it was wrapped around her shoulders in circles, and even on her thighs and right feet were wrapped around a few times, she hesitated for a while, and finally put the robe on her body, she took off the veil at this time, and her pale face was weak, but she was still vigilant. ,

After a while, Ning Yi said: "It's too late, if you don't go back, I'm afraid the family will come to you." Come back tomorrow morning, the girl is injured, rest early. ”

Ning Yi waited for a while, there was no answer from there, he extinguished the lamp, and was about to walk out, and then said: "By the way, if the alcohol lamp is to be extinguished, just take a cover from the side to cover the flames, if you use a blow, I am afraid that it will explode, after speaking, push the door out, and then close it gently."

The door of the room inside was gently opened, and the robe was gently pulled with her hand, the woman walked out barefoot and silently, frowned and looked at the door, and then walked to the door and opened a crack, and looked at the courtyard, Ning Yi had already left the courtyard gate, and after a while, the sound of the carriage sounded, and gradually disappeared.

There was the sound of insects chirping in the grass in the courtyard, and the stars blinked under such a night, the woman looked at the direction where the carriage was leaving and frowned and thought for a while, and looked back at the room outside, there were all kinds of things on the shelves, bottles and cans, she only glanced from inside when she woke up before, so she thought it was a place for Taoist alchemy, and only then did she see more things in the room. In a slightly open place, a few tables were lined up in long rows, strange iron shelves, strange iron buckets, pipes, instruments that people couldn't understand at all, a black She wooden board hung on the wall at the end, the strange symbols of the white She, starlight shining in through the window lattice, spilling on the pages on the table and the open rice paper, and the brush clattering on the pen stand......

The night breeze blew in through the opening of the wooden door behind her, blowing her already messy hair and slightly large robe, under which only the outline of her body was wrapped in bandages, and the woman closed the door with her backhand, walked all the way back to the room, holding her sword and knees, curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep...... I shouldn't be gone out tonight......

On the way to the side gate of the Su family, Ning Yi took a few deep breaths, thought so, and then laughed.

Because she has no clothes to wear......

Of course, the most important thing is because of her injuries, an official like Song Xian died, and it won't be long before officers and soldiers will set up cards everywhere in Jiangning, and under such a serious injury, she can't get out of Lu for the time being.

Judging from the way this woman arranged for the envoy to open Song Xian's personal guard, she is not a fool, she knows how to weigh it somewhat, so she will not suddenly be stupid.

The most important thing is that if you talk about it later, it will inevitably give people the impression that the whole plan is for this matter. He is past his age, but he doesn't want any first-class masters, and he hasn't even thought about running the rivers and lakes or going to the battlefield or anything.

This matter, first say it, and then dilute it as much as possible with other elements, but it seems frank and unrestrained, as long as this hurdle can be passed, it will be peaceful and stable when it is mentioned in the future. If you put it in the future and cause the other party to be unhappy, people really feel that they owe you a favor, maybe they will think that you are planning against her and perfunctory you.

Tomorrow is to make a good impression and let her stay......

After coming to the Wu Dynasty for so long, it was the first time that he had taken the initiative to think about planning things, and it felt similar to the feeling of negotiating with people to pull orders or sell ideas before, first of all, people should feel sincere. All the way home, through the side door through the path, looking at the past from a distance, there is no light in the small courtyard where I live, it is estimated that Tan'er's master and servant have not come back, Xiaochan doesn't know if Lu Dao has slept. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw the girl sitting in the central pavilion.

Neat bangs, a white dress with broken flowers, the girl sat there thinking about something, her hands clenched into fists on her knees, giving people the feeling of clenching her teeth, and the light of the stars sprinkled down from the sky and shone on the girl's focused side face. Ning Yi looked at it for two seconds, the girl's eyes moved, then she looked over and stood up.

The night breeze blew on the skirt, and the girl stood there and looked at her in a daze, this is not like the bouncing Xiaochan who is wrapped in a bag on weekdays, but like a more mature Xiaochan, who is always hidden behind her on weekdays, and this feeling lasted for two seconds.

"Aunt ......"

The first syllable sounded, already choking, and tears rolled down the girl's eyes, and she raised her hand to rub it, and suddenly she was already crying.

"Uncle......"

In the midst of the crying, Xiaochan ran over from there, threw herself directly into his arms and hugged him, almost pushing him back a step. Ning Yi hugged her back and muttered a sigh.

"It's back......"

"Uncle...... Where the hell have you been......"

Under the night, the crying girl seemed to be a little shorter, so she changed back to the previous Xiaochan......