Ling Xian looked at her like this, helping her drive away the trouble, but Cai Wenxi was moved and happy, and she was more compliant with Ling Instant's words, and she was more energetic than usual, and she was learning with Ling Instant to deepen her internal strength, and an uninvited guest came, and a sword drew a gap between Cai Wenxi's feet, fortunately the empty courtyard where she was practicing martial arts, otherwise the craftsman would have to invite more people.

Without saying a word, it was a fight, the collision of sharp blades stirred up a wave of qi, Ling Xian didn't know where to hide, Cai Wenxi turned over the gap to avoid before finding the person, and actually went to the wall of the courtyard next door to watch the play, sure enough, this master-apprentice friendship is better not to go to the front row, after all, the ups and downs are too big.

One day was so open-minded, but Ling Xian was lazy, looking at Cai Wenxi's movements as if a puddle of mud had become a person, dragging her body with no strength left to go back to the room and lie down, closing her eyes are all the moves used by the strong people who came to compete today, not to mention, as Xiaobai said, she can indeed learn a lot from competing with the strong, and it is also beneficial to her refinement of the ice spirit, but this day is one of them, which is more frequent.

Listening to the movement of the magpie song, he turned inward, his eyes were closed, and he couldn't hear what Ren Quege said, and he didn't react, so he asked the magpie to cross his waist and pout and complain.

"Isn't it young lady who wants to learn how to make sachets? I'm lazy again at the moment, when will I be able to learn! Didn't the lady say that she had to do a lot! ”

stared at Cai Wenxi like a dead fish, and let her go, so she had to sigh lightly and fetch water to help her freshen up and change her clothes, and then listen to the breathing of the collapsed person, as if she had fallen asleep.

—— ——

patted the twenty-four documents in his arms, shuttled through the forest with a small team of warriors, and came to the door of Mrs. Wu's house who lived halfway up the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the dilapidated hut in front of him, Cai Wenxi and the dozen or so warriors behind him couldn't stop the doubts on their faces, and they didn't dare to make a move when they stood there.

The wood used to build the house is estimated to be a hundred years old, decayed to black, none of them are complete, all are potholes, the roof suddenly has a big hole, just a simple thatch, it is estimated that a gust of wind will be blown away, and then look closely, the other boards are not much better, there are a lot of small holes, when there is a thunderstorm, what is the difference between this and standing outside the house?

The warrior behind him slowly leaned forward, leaned into Cai Wenxi's ear and whispered, you don't need to look at that face to know what it looks like.

"Captain, is there really anyone living here?"

Listening to the warrior's hesitant voice, Cai Wen snorted and replied inaccurately.

"Yes."

He took a step forward, and as soon as his hand was raised in mid-air, he was not next to the broken door panel, and with a bang, the door panel fell off by itself.

Everyone was instantly vigilant, jumped back in unison, and stared at the hole without the door with the hilt of the sword on her waist, a rickety old lady with no hair left, and even more so no teeth.

A pair of Luo Huan legs trembled and stepped out, a pair of eyes didn't know whether they were open or closed, anyway, they were covered by the folds of the face that drooped down, and the corners of the mouth were raised, it should be smiling.

"Oh, why did you pay this door back, young man, can you help the old lady lift me up?"

Everyone looked at the old lady on crutches, and they all relaxed their vigilance, Cai Wenxi lifted the door panel according to the old lady's words, looked back at the other warriors, and was about to whisper to them to install the door, the door panel in her hand was cut in two, and she subconsciously raised her foot to catch the fallen half, but the result was that her feet were a little harder, and the door panel that was already two halves was now four halves.

Stiffly glanced at the old lady's expression, and then said again, and immediately turned around and ordered the samurai to find a good wood to repair the old lady's house, and helped the person to go to the house with a smiling face, promising that the house would be repaired in a while, and we would go into the house to rest for a while.

The inside of the house is not as dilapidated as the outside, and although the various furniture can be seen to be old, it is still intact and can be improvised.

Helped the old lady to sit down, and while asking her if she was Mrs. Wu, she leaned in front of her eyes to look carefully, muttering in her heart that this look is okay, but don't take the paperwork and can't see it clearly.

Listening to the old lady's teethless words, she was quite clear, and she answered word by word that she was Mrs. Wu, asked Cai Wenxi what was the matter with her, staring at the old lady's eyes lit up, yes, the old lady's head was not muddy, and she didn't have the leisure to talk to the old lady, so she sat next to her, took out the paperwork and put it in the old lady's eyes, and her eyes were expectant.

"Old lady, I am a warrior from the Mountain Lord Palace, I have something to ask you for help with today, can you help me see what these documents are?"

The old lady didn't hear a reply, and while talking to the old lady, she held the document and shook it back and forth under the old lady's eyes, not wanting the people around her to suddenly raise their hands and slap her on the back of the head, but it made her stunned.

"Oh, what can I see if you shake like this, I'm an old lady."

touched the back of his head, and when he heard Mrs. Wu's words, he couldn't help but look at the people around him again, and his hand strength was not small.

The samurai outside has carried a new plank, a few dismantled and a few are loaded, the division of labor is clear and orderly, Cai Wenxi holds the paperwork and waits for the old lady to reply, a moment passes, the old lady still has no expression, and she does not speak, the samurai outside have begun to repair the roof, some can't sit still, cough lightly and are about to ask, the old lady finally opened her mouth.

"These, it's a genealogy, look at this word, it should have been handed down a hundred years ago, and people today don't write it like this, you can also take a look, these few sheets are almost the same, what father Chen Tiao, son Chen Yi, these are surnamed Feng, well~ There is also a surname Yang, it is always the genealogy of the three families."

Cai Wenxi followed the old lady to take a look, her face gradually became clearer, she took the three stacks in her hand, asked the old lady again what the bottom few lines were written, took out the charcoal strip of the booklet from the bag, concentrated on memorizing, and took the three pages of the written paper in her hand and flipped it back and forth.

Is this considered revenge?

Picked up the booklet and thanked the old lady, and turned out three pendants and asked the old lady to help take a look, muttering that she would not ask her to help the old man, raising his eyes to see the samurai on the roof moving neatly, so that after a while, he was half done, and promised to repair the old lady's house today before leaving, so many smiles, the dream of the father and mother was killed or the first time to show it, the face seems to be uncomfortable, the muscles and facial features are not very cooperative, how to see how awkward.

"This pendant, I didn't see anything, the words engraved on it are the name, this pattern, just a favorite object, right?"

Seeing the old lady stuff the pendant back into her hand, looking at it repeatedly, there is still a suspicion in her heart, if it is only a pendant, the relationship between the eight poles and the eight poles can't be hit, why are they all there, and they are so similar.

The last wooden board was nailed, Cai Wenxi temporarily put away the thoughts in her head, raised her eyes to look at the new house, praised the ability of the samurai, thanked Mrs. Wu again, asked her to rest, and took the samurai back to the palace.

—— ——

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

Turning around and shouting at the samurai beside her, in the blink of an eye, it was dark all around, the heat wave on the shop was gone, and she sat on the bed.

A candle flame hurriedly came to the edge, and the curtain was lifted, reflecting the confused and panicked face of the magpie song.

"Miss, but a nightmare? There is no fire in the county lord's mansion, but do you want the slave to tell the kitchen to cook some white fungus lily soup? ”

Cai Wenxi panted heavily, lowered her head and held her head with both hands, the voice that came out was a little muffled, and she only asked Que Ge to go to sleep in the next room, and soon lay down again, ignoring her again.

The light faded away, the whole body became dark again, and the faint heat of the candle flame also left, it was already summer, why was it so cold in the bed.

The eyelids of the dead seemed to be imprinted with the fire in the sky, and she opened her eyes fiercely, and she couldn't help but curse in her heart, and it was the same when she returned! Always wake up at that critical time, how can the good mountain lord palace suddenly catch fire, the accident is still man-made, it has something to do with the yellow, and you have to wait until the next time you fall into a dream to know, and the next meeting, I don't know how long it has been in the dream, one or two days, ten days and half a month, just don't blink and change the season, the same ordinary world, how can it not be similar to this side.

But there was no sleepiness, I got up again and lifted the brocade quilt, stepped on my shoes and went to the ground, casually pulled a short robe and draped on, gently pushed the door and walked into the courtyard, turning into a sword, and the silver light instantly crossed the flower bed in the courtyard to add some color, and the wind galloped in the air to leave the sound of brushing the wind, so until dawn, listening to the crisp crowing of the rooster, and brushing the long hair mixed with sweat and clinging to the face.