Baichuan Pavilion's nest in Autumn City is an inn.

From the shopkeeper to the shopkeeper, they are all people from Baichuan Pavilion.

These people witnessed the usually bullish Second Pavilion Master being chased by a woman with a double bun and a soft sword like a silver snake.

The two of them went all the way from the gate of the inn to the backyard, bypassed the dilapidated wooden door that concealed people's ears, passed through a row of ink bamboos, and entered the room of the pavilion master Meng Shuilan.

Meng Shuilan's room was very simple, and it even looked a little shabby. There was nothing in the room except a bed, a set of tables and chairs, a wardrobe box, and a washbasin. Oh, and on the table was an oil lamp, a stoneware cup, and a kettle with a corner missing.

And Meng Shuilan was lying on the simple bed made of a few pieces of wood, and her body was covered with a gray-blue thin quilt with two patches sewn on.

His complexion was very bad, and he was bruised, and he looked really terrifying, as if he was dying soon.

As soon as Meng Tianqing entered the room, he immediately sat on the chair, lying on the table, panting heavily. Sweat flowed down his face, and the whole person looked as if he had just come out of the water. The most terrifying thing is that his short fight, which is not bad, turned into rags. As he moved, strips of thin white tender flesh were revealed.

Meng Tianqing touched the sweat on his face, threw out a string of crystals casually, and said breathlessly: "I...... My brother ...... My brother is here. ”

A soft sword appeared from the doorway, trembling like a swimming silver snake.

When Meng Tianqing saw the sword, his body was so cold that his hair stood on end, he immediately stood up from the stool, leaned against the wall, and begged with a wailing tone: "Don't shake, okay?!" ”

Tang Jiaren poked her head out, grinned, and said, "I'm used to shaking, and if I don't shake for a while, it's uncomfortable." ”

Meng Tianqing turned his head and pressed his head against the wall.

Tang Jiaren raised her legs and stepped into the house and asked, "What's wrong?" Do you want to cry? ”

Meng Tianqing said in a heavy nasal voice: "Cry a ball!" ”

Tang Jiaren smiled, shook the soft sword and walked to the side of the bed, and said, "Look at your brother like this, there is indeed not much time." Do you want to send him to lie in the coffin now, or do you want him to return to his light and jump for two more days? ”

Meng Tianqing turned around, glared at Tang Jiaren with those watery eyes, and said, "Didn't we say okay?" ”

Tang Jiaren let out a meaningful "oh", stood still beside the bed, and lowered her eyes to look at Meng Shuilan, who was like a gossamer.

The soft sword trembled in front of Meng Shuilan, and I felt panicked when I heard the voice, not to mention that the sword blade occasionally scraped the tip of Meng Shuilan's nose, leaving a feeling of pain. All in all, maddening.

The sweat on Meng Shuilan's forehead oozed out, and the person slowly opened his eyes, turned his eyes a little, and looked at Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren raised the soft sword a little, smiled toothily at Meng Shuilan, and said, "Wake up?" ”

Meng Shuilan said weakly: "Can you ...... A soft sword...... Take? He opened his mouth to speak, revealing two slender zombie teeth.

Tang Jiaren asked, "What is this?" With a hand, he pulled out the two dentures from Meng Shuilan's mouth.

In order to achieve a realistic effect, Meng Shuilan put a lot of effort into sticking her dentures, and was pulled out so rudely by Tang Jiaren that she whimpered in pain.

Tang Jiaren looked at the dentures, and knew in her heart that Meng Shuilan was trying to scare herself, but she didn't scare her. She threw the fake Ya to Meng Shuilan's pillow, pretended to be surprised, and said, "Ah! I heard your brother say, you're going to die of illness, why do you still have dog teeth? I've heard that only those demons who can take on human form will sacrifice their original form before they die. He took a step back, shook the soft sword in his hand, put out the driving, and said to Meng Tianqing, "This person is not your brother, he is a dog spirit!" When I subdue him with this trembling soft sword in my hand, you quickly take the boy's urine and force him to show his dog's tail! With that, he shouted and rushed to bed.

Meng Shuilan was indeed sick, but not to the point where she couldn't survive. He just lay on the bed, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. Why did he lie here and suffer, but the fruit trees bloomed but accompanied the autumn moon to wander blindly. This will not work!

Yes, Meng Shuilan got the news that Qiu Yuebai boarded the flower boat and called away the fruit trees to bloom. He dragged his sick and crooked body for a while, trying to win the sympathy of the fruit tree first, and then scare her. Unexpectedly, I was almost scared half to death by her.

Where does Meng Shuilan dare to continue pretending to be sick? He immediately got up, raised his hand and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" ”

Tang Jiaren shook a soft sword so tightly that Meng Shuilan was trapped on the bed and couldn't move. She said: "Give an unassailable explanation, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!" ”

Meng Shuilan hurriedly said: "A certain is Meng Shuilan." Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you. A certain person is really sick, and he really can't stand this kind of toss. ”

Tang Jiaren looked at Meng Tianqing.

Meng Tianqing said: "What do you think I'm doing? Let's go and subdue the demons! ”

When Meng Shuilan heard this, she scolded angrily: "Meng Tianqing, who gave you the courage to be disrespectful to the pavilion master just now?!" His eyes suddenly widened, and he laughed, "What's wrong with you?" Picked up by a dog? ”

Meng Tianqing's eyes rolled, and he flattered Tang Jiaren: "He scolded you for being a dog." ”

Meng Shuilan's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "Rest your anger and stop your anger...... Collect the sword...... ”

Tang Jiaren learned Meng Shuilan's tone and said, "A certain is serious!" Hurry up and give some unassailable explanation, so that someone believes that you are a human being, not a dog. Otherwise...... Oops, my hands are a little sore. ”

Meng Shuilan immediately covered her face with her hands and begged for mercy: "Grandma, isn't it okay to make a mistake?" ”

Tang Jiaren shook his head: "You are certain to be wrong." All it takes is an unassailable explanation. ”

Meng Shuilan swore that he would never use the word invulnerable in writing anything in his life. It's so sad!

Meng Shuilan was forced to be unable to do so, so she had to say: "A certain undresses to show you, a certain is not a dog spirit." ”

Meng Tianqing said disdainfully: "What a shame! ”

Meng Shuilan roared: "You get out of here!" ”

Tang Jia said: "Indecent! ”

Meng Shuilan laughed: "The things between literati and ink writers are all integrity and style, how can they be talked about." ”

Tang Jia said: "Indecent! ”

Meng Shuilan's smile stiffened, and she said stiffly: "If you have to say that, I ......" smiled flatteringly, "Do I admit that it's not okay?" Auntie, you have a soft sword in your hand, and you can't lose anything from this face that makes thousands of women's hearts move. ”

Tang Jiaren stopped the soft sword.

Meng Shuilan let out a long sigh.

Tang Jiaren changed her hand and grabbed the soft sword, and began to tremble again.

Meng Shuilan wailed: "What kind of trouble is this?!" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "I'm tired, change my hand." ”

Meng Tianqing laughed and said, "The first time my sister took the sword, she trembled so impermeably, she can be called a genius." ”

Tang Jiaren turned her face, glanced at Meng Tianqing with the tail of her eyes, and said, "Well, you're right. ”

Meng Shuilan immediately said: "Tianqing, what you said is not true. Blossom Girl...... ”

Tang Jiaren corrected: "The fruit tree blooms. ”

Meng Shuilan's face stiffened, and finally said: "The girl with fruit trees blossoms, she is amazingly talented, beautiful, martial arts, unparalleled in the world!" ”

Tang Jia said: "Well, you're right. Instead, he asked, "What do you mean by being beautiful?" ”

Meng Shuilan's eyelids jumped twice, and finally replied: "That is to say, you are the most beautiful woman in the world." ”

The corners of Tang Jiaren's mouth opened, revealing a slightly embarrassed smile, and said, "Well, you're right. ”

The corners of Meng Shuilan's mouth trembled, squeezed out a flattering smile, and said, "Look, your slender jade hands, are they sour?" Let it go, don't get too attached to it. ”

Tang Jiaren sighed lightly and said, "I'm waiting for an impeccable explanation, why is it so difficult?!" ”

Meng Shuilan wanted to cry. He frowned and said, "In the end, how can you prove that someone is a person?!" You say. "It seems to him that this catastrophe cannot be escaped.

Tang Jiaren smiled and said, "Tomorrow at noon, you kick on the high place, shout three times, endless ancestor, fierce as a tiger; Endless women, glamorous in the world! ”

Meng Shuilan stiffened and asked, "Is this ...... All right? ”

Tang Jiaren said: "Okay." ”

Meng Shuilan's eyes stared at the shaking tip of the sword tightly, and asked, "Do you feel a little out of tune?" Do you need to change it? After saying this, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth!

Tang Jiaren asked, "Do you have a good idea?" As he spoke, the tip of the sword moved forward a little more.

Meng Shuilan was so frightened that she immediately hid back, and the back of her head was pressed against the wall, for fear that Tang Jiaren would not have the right head in her hand and scratch his face. He said, "Be careful, hold the soft sword steadily." ”

Tang Jia said: "I know." You say, "Do you have a good proposal?" ”

Meng Shuilan hurriedly said: "You have thought about it very well, and it can be called unprecedented and unprecedented." ”

Tang Jiaren frowned and thought, "Why do I feel that it is a little bit unsatisfactory?" ”

Meng Shuilan tried to be very serious: "Look at the expression on someone's face, how serious." ”

Tang Jiaren moved the soft sword away from some positions, looked at Meng Shuilan's eyes, and then said, "It's almost serious." With a slight twist of his wrist, the sword turned back in front of Meng Shuilan, shaking it so loudly that it made a rattling sound.

Meng Shuilan leaned back again, looked at Meng Tianqing, and motioned for him to act at the opportunity.

Meng Tianqing poured a glass of water and muttered, "You asked me to come over to her." ”

Meng Shuilan retracted her gaze hatefully, looked at Tang Jiaren, clenched her fists and said: "Endless ancestor, fierce as a tiger; Endless women, glamorous in the world! ”

Tang Jiaren smiled proudly and praised: "Good! "Collect your sword.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened.

Tang Jiaren took a soft sword for the first time, although he realized some doorways, but because he was too playful, his wrist suddenly became sore. Archery is about missing a thousand miles, this soft sword twisting is more uncontrollable, the slightest inappropriateness of the force, the blade will twist to unexpected places.

Because of such a small sore numb in Tang Jiaren's wrist, the soft sword deviated from her grasp and cut a small inch-long cut on Meng Shuilan's left cheek.

Blood, gushing out.