A sword slashes through the mountains and waterfalls.

Collect the sword.

Press down on the hat and put on a chic posture, and without looking back, you will know that the waterfall has been cut off by the sword qi, and half of the mountain will collapse.

Jing Ning held down the wooden sword and prepared to turn around.

A warm big hand fell on his forehead, Jing Ning, who was dozing off like a chicken pecking rice, woke up suddenly, and hurriedly wiped the saliva from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, the temper of the people who came and went in the inn was not very good, and he dozed off in broad daylight, if he annoyed any master, he would be unlucky.

Jing Ning raised his head, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and he saw a smiling face that was blurry and gradually becoming clearer.

"Help me pour a pot of tea, thank you. ”

He subconsciously responded, and was about to stand up in a daze, and then the hairs on his body exploded, and his body stiffened.

I saw the man's face clearly.

Ning Yi smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”

The young man tried to squeeze out a smile to make himself look very simple, and then got up and trotted all the way, serving tea and water, his movements were extremely numb, and at the same time he looked out the window of the inn, it was already noon, and after a busy morning, most of the work was done, he hurriedly took the time to lie on the table and take a nap.

Jing Ning was so tired.

Rushed back from the Mochizuki Well last night, cautious along the way, only came back after the third watch, and had to avoid the father, sneaked back to his room, slept for about an hour, and was woken up when the rooster crowed, first went downstairs to feed the horses in the stable, and then it was the old routine of serving tea and water to boil porridge.

The rivers and lakes in the inn, the density of coming and going is very large, some people come to stay in the hotel, the next morning early in the dust, there are few guests who get up at noon to eat downstairs...... And this man and woman, with a breezy bearing, don't seem to be in a hurry at all, not in a hurry, coming to this barren desert, like a vacation.

Jing Ning muttered in his heart, where could there be such a strange person?

It looks like a fairy couple, and there is not a trace of fireworks on their bodies.

But he could see clearly last night that these two people's cultivation was terrifying, and the second master who went to the Death Mountain was killed by the flying sword in an instant...... I'm afraid that this cultivation realm can only be achieved in dreams, right?

Thoughts are in a trance.

Jing Ning went back and forth, served a plate of neatly cut braised beef, two side dishes, and a pot of tea, and then woke up from the nightmare, squeezed out a simple smile, and prepared to bow away.

"What do you call it?"

Suddenly there was a voice on the other side of the table.

Jing Ning was taken aback.

He lowered his eyebrows, not daring to look at Ning Yi's eyes at all.

The young man said honestly: "A-Ning." ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "A-Ning?"

The young man whispered again, "Jing Ning." ”

Aning, Jing Ning.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person...... Ning Yi hummed lightly and said with a smile: "You and I are quite fateful, and I also have a 'Ning' character in my name, but it's just a surname." ”

"Mr. Ning......" The young man suddenly realized that the other party didn't seem to be as terrible as he imagined, at least he smiled kindly.

Jing Ning also showed a kind smile.

Then he heard Ning Yi's next sentence.

"Of course, I'm not a good person. ”

Jing Ning's smile stiffened slightly.

At the bottom of the table, Pei Yatou pinched Ning Yi helplessly.

Ning Yi immediately sat upright, patted Jing Ning, who was a little frightened, on the shoulder, put some broken silver on the table, and said softly: "Sit down with confidence, idle."

Bored, let's chat for a while. ”

Jing Ning was a little worried and looked in the direction of the counter.

The boss smiled at Ning Yi, and after his eyes touched the broken silver that Ning Yi placed on the table, he nodded his head and hurriedly waved his hand to signal A-Ning to sit down and chat with this guest for a while.

Jing Ning's gaze was a little disgusted.

He will not be polite to the humble man, nor will he be polite to the silver.

The young man directly grabbed the broken silver into his waist bag, sat down generously, and asked pretending to have nothing to do, "What does Mr. Ning want to talk about?"

"Nothing, new arrival, not very familiar, want to ask what is interesting around. ”

Ning Yi smiled and spoke.

"I know this well, fifteen miles to the east, there is an oasis, a bazaar, there are many people, lively, many people come to the inn to stay in the store, most of them want to rush to the bazaar to do some small business, occasionally there are large caravans. The young man took the silver tael, sat on the bench honestly, quite pointed, and chattered that he had lived here for more than ten years, and knew every grain of dust well, and there was some vicissitudes between his words, "There is a small city in the north, and there are teahouses and taverns in the city, but it is too far away, about forty miles? The west side of the original way back, the desert is full of sky, but I know that there is a place, at the junction of the desert, it is outrageous, the whole mountain and water are beautiful, and there is a small waterfall, it is said that there was a sword fairy in the past There has been a stone tablet, it is beautiful. ”

Ning Yi smiled and didn't speak, holding the beef with chopsticks, chewing slowly.

Pei Lingsu was wearing a white hat, not in purple today, but in white gauze, with a sword standing at his side, gently leaning on the leg of the chair, like a quiet fairy out of the world.

Jing Ning didn't realize it, all the way from south to north, from east to west.

Until he finished.

Ning Yi still has that smiling face.

Jing Ning was a little confused and blinked.

"Finished?" Ning Yi smiled and poured him a cup of tea, and slowly pushed it over, "I heard that there is a 'Moon Gazetteer Well' around here, which is very famous, why didn't you say it?"

Cold sweat oozed from A-Ning's forehead, and the fingers he took the tea cup began to tremble.

Ning Yi continued to laugh and said: "And it doesn't seem to be peaceful here, someone told me last night that going to Death Mountain is the biggest bandit leader here...... Is that so?"

Ah Ning cried with a sad face, so he simply didn't pretend, and said weakly: "You all saw it?"

Think about it too.

These two young men and women are powerful characters at first glance.

Ning Yi shook his head and said casually: "Remember, I didn't see anything, and you didn't see anything...... Walking on the rivers and lakes, you must be strict, otherwise you will get into big trouble. ”

Jing Ning was relieved and breathed a big sigh of relief.

He clenched his sleeves, only to realize that the back of his shirt was completely soaked.

"Brother, don't scare the child. Pei Lingsu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

With the cultivation of the two of them, they knew about the boy hiding in the town as early as the beginning.

Ning Yi and Pei Yatou's spirits are so strong, where can there be other people watching within a radius?

Even his shelter could be seen clearly, there was nothing in the dilapidated wooden house, only a tablet...... The poor boy had traveled all night to put incense on his mother's monument.

Ning Yi patted Jing Ning's little head and said lightly: "Don't take those words before, don't take them to heart." I'll stay here for a few days, and your father will open an inn

It's easy, if you go to the Death Mountain, I can pat my ass and leave, and this inn won't be able to escape the trouble at that time. ”

Ah Ning was a little confused, and then immediately understood what Ning Yi meant.

He nodded desperately, like a chicken pecking rice, and then showed a smirk, "Mr. Ning...... Can I call you Mr. Ning?"

Ning Yi shook his head and made a straight face, "No." ”

A-Ning was dumbfounded again.

This young man has a very unique temperament, smart and wooden, struggling to survive in the desert yellow sand, learning to guess people's hearts and be cautious, but he has never had evil thoughts, like a piece of jade.

Ning Yi rarely "teases" a person like this.

He smiled: "It's okay to call me Brother Ning, you don't have to be so angry." ”

"Ning Xian...... Brother Ning. Jing Ning scratched his head, he took out the broken silver from his arms, counted them one by one, put them on the table one by one, and said seriously: "You still keep these silver taels, it is useless, I won't say anything about last night, as for introducing the surrounding scenery, it's just a trivial matter." ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, and he said lightly, "Am I short of money?"

This is said lightly.

In the past ten years, when Ning Yi was poor and destitute in Xiling, he dreamed of saying such things with such wealth as he did today.

He saw the reluctance and embarrassment in the young man's eyes when he put the broken silver on the table.

and decisiveness.

A Ning didn't touch the silver two on the table, he straightened up and asked seriously, "Brother Ning, are you ...... Is it a cultivator?"

Ning Yi smiled and asked, "What do you say?"

Jing Ning's gaze swept over the sword beside Pei Lingsu, as well as the paper umbrella on Ning Yi's waist.

Intuition tells yourself.

This Brother Ning is a very powerful cultivator.

In fact, that night, it was not Ning Yi who took out the sword at all, but Pei Yatou in the carriage, it was just the technique of flying swords, killing people at hand, how could a young man who had never been in contact with Xinghui's cultivation be able to see clearly, even if Ah Ning's eyesight was different from ordinary people, he could only see a series of blood lines rushing out of the throat of the second master of the mountain who went to death.

In his opinion...... This Brother Ning is obviously the master who kills people with a sword.

As for the soft and weak sister beside her, although she carried a sword, she really didn't look like a cultivator.

In Anin's world.

Cultivation is a luxury.

The spiritual energy in the desert is dry, there is no teacher, no door, no demon path, it is difficult to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and even the first realm cannot be broken.

Coming and going, most of the cultivators in the inn were very indifferent, they never bowed their heads, and they didn't pay attention to the fact that there was a humble young man in this inn who was waiting for an opportunity.

So Jing Ning plucked up courage.

With a trembling voice, he pleaded with Ning Yi, "This request may be a bit excessive...... Brother Ning, please, can you teach me some fur kung fu, a little, a little bit. ”

Ning Yi looked at A-Ning calmly.

He looked at this young man who was so similar to himself at the beginning.

There are indeed some similarities.

As long as you have endured hardship...... That's the kind of struggle that comes with you.

That's why he called Anin to the table.

But after hearing this.

Ning Yi frowned.

He shook his head and said two words slowly.

"No, I can't. ”

He denied Anin's request.