Chapter 1428: Sword Squire

Lin Tian asked this, the purpose was not to care about the origin of the little fox, he wanted to know who the woman in black with the sword was, even if he wanted to do it with Qingshuang Pavilion in the future, he would know himself and the other. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o M）

He pretended to be casual and asked, "Old woman, if I'm not mistaken, that woman is carrying the Qingshuang Sword, what is her identity in the Qingshuang Pavilion, and why would she help you bring the offering fruit?"

"The young man's eyesight is not bad, and he can still see that it is the Qingshuang Sword, and as for her identity, she is the swordsman of the Qingshuang Pavilion. The old man said casually.

Hearing the new term "Sword Attendant", Lin Tian's heart moved, and he asked again, "What does the Sword Attendant do?"

"The duty of the sword attendant is to guard the Sword Pavilion and guard the Green Frost Sword and the Purple Electric Sword. The old man seemed to know everything, and he didn't hide it from Lin Tian, and he would answer all questions.

"I see, no wonder her skills are so profound, it seems that she is still above Tang Ziqing. Lin Tian said tentatively.

The old man smiled, didn't seem to see Lin Tian's temptation, and continued: "No, it seems, her skills are originally above Tang Ziqing, this child, her life is hard, she has no parents since she was a child, and other relatives are unwilling to raise a girl, and she was adopted by an old couple who picked up rags. ”

Unfortunately, the old couple died of illness, and she became a street child, mingling with beggars. Before the age of ten, I followed the beggar to beg and suffered a lot of human affection, and when I was ten years old, I met her by chance and brought her back to the Qingshuang Pavilion, and since then she has been cultivating in the Qingshuang Pavilion. ”

"She is extremely talented, and she is deeply loved by the elders of Qingshuang Pavilion, maybe she has been accustomed to seeing people's warmth and coldness since she was a child, and she looks cold on the surface, but she actually has a kind heart. She was grateful for the upbringing of the Qingshuang Pavilion, and volunteered to become the swordsman of the Qingshuang Pavilion, guarding the Sword Pavilion for the rest of her life until her death. ”

The old man spoke in a very flat tone, but to Lin Tian's ears, it was a little shocking, maybe a kind of resonance from his life experience. The early death of parents, the abandonment of loved ones, the death of adoptive parents, and the begging of young children are unthinkable for other children.

Many teenagers are very rebellious and go against their parents at every turn, but they don't know that they have the happiness of their parents, and they are nothing without their parents. Fortunately, the black-clothed female swordsman was adopted by the Qingshuang Pavilion when she was ten years old, which also confirmed from the other side that the cabinet disciples of the Qingshuang Pavilion were all orphans.

"It turns out that she was adopted by you, no wonder she respects you so much, it seems that the old woman is very good at eating in Qingshuang Pavilion, why would she succumb to Qinglan Garden to sweep the floor?" Lin Tian asked strangely.

"You kid, I'm just an old woman, what can I do if I don't sweep the floor, besides, what's wrong with sweeping the floor, people live clearly, sweeping the floor is as carefree, people live in a daze, and they are confused in everything. The old man glared and said very well.

Being educated by such an old man, Lin Tian could only continue, and then asked, "I don't know what that female swordsman is called?"

In fact, Lin Tian still wanted to ask, what do you call your old man, but it was very uneducated for a junior to ask the name of the old man of the "grandparents" generation in person, so he turned to inquire about the female swordsman in black.

"Before the age of ten, I don't know what her name was, but after the age of ten, her name was Tang Muling. The old man glanced at Lin Tian, then turned around and walked outside the hall, leaving this sentence when he walked to the door.

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart that this name was too unlucky, but he didn't say it, because the name "Tang Muling" might still be given by an old man, so he couldn't judge it in person.

When he turned his mind, the old man had disappeared outside the door, in the middle of the night, it was not safe for the old man to go out, Lin Tian hurriedly shouted: "Old woman, where are you going?"

The old man's angry voice came from the dark night outside the door: "You kid asked what a funny question, the ground has been swept away, and the story has been told to you, if you don't go back to Qinglan Yuan to sleep, will I stay here all night!"

This little old woman is really temperamental, Lin Tian shook his head and smiled, I don't know what her identity is in Qinglan Yuan, if she has a high status, but in Qinglan Yuan, her position is not as big as Shen Danxi, anyway, it is strange.

After the old man left, the hall became more empty and quiet, the candles swayed slightly with the night breeze blowing in, and the shadows in the hall were colorful, adding a bit of tranquility.

Lin Tian was bored, walked out of the main hall, walked around the ruins, the front hall, the middle hall, the apse, the corridor, the attic, there was no one, the short-lived little fox, and there was no trace.

The old man was gone, and probably went back to sleep as she said. When he finally returned to the nine-story pagoda, it was already in the middle of the moon, and when Lin Tian thought that he would have to wait for a long time, there was a sudden sound of "bang-la-la" under the canyon.

This sound was very familiar to Lin Tian, because he had just heard it before, it was the sound of an iron chain straightening and pulling out of the water.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a big iron chain to hang in the canyon again, and after a while, a figure faintly appeared in the fog, stepping on the chain.

With a slight jump, the figure floated onto the edge of the cliff, Lin Tian hurriedly walked over and said, "Aunt Wang, it's hard work." ”

It was Wang Wanxi who came from the opposite side, and she was the only one. Wang Wanxi waved her hand lightly and said with a smile: "We ancient martial artists, this point of going back and forth is nothing." ”

As he spoke, the iron chain began to vibrate again, then sank, and disappeared into the fog of the canyon after a while, which also showed that no one came out again, no Tang Ziqing, no eldest lady, and no second miss.

As if seeing Lin Tian's disappointment, Wang Wanxi chuckled: "I can't see your eldest lady, worried?"

"She's not from my family, and as a friend and bodyguard, it's not unreasonable to worry. Lin Tian confessed, didn't he come to Qingshuang Pavilion to find out why the mother and daughter of the Xiao family lost contact?

"I didn't see the Xiao sisters either. Wang Wanxi seemed to be a little serious and said, seeing Lin Tian frowning for a while, she smiled and said: "Tease you, the Xiao family sisters are fine, but I really didn't lie to you, I didn't see them." ”

"What's the matter, the eldest lady and the second lady are not in Qingshuang Pavilion?" Lin Tian asked.

"Let's talk as we go......" Wang Wanxi gestured and said, "After I entered the Qingshuang Pavilion with Tang Ziqing, I met the Tang Pavilion Master, and from the Pavilion Master's mouth, I got accurate information that Man Xue and Man Xuan were both in the Qingshuang Pavilion and were fine. ”

"Then why ......" Lin Tian hurriedly asked, but Wang Wanxi waved her hand and asked her to finish her words.

"I also probably know about Man Xuan, they follow Tang Ziqing's master, and they are in retreat and can't come out for the time being. As you know, Man Xuan's problem is more tricky, and probably Qingshuang Pavilion hasn't found any effective treatment yet. Wang Wanxi said seriously.

After finishing speaking, she didn't look at Lin Tian, but turned her head to look ahead, and a trace of hesitation flashed in the depths of her eyes.