Wang An walked for a few days, and when he arrived at the mountain on this day, he suddenly felt a chill on his face, and when he looked up, the rain was falling in the air.

The mountain is steep, there are many trees on both sides, the branches are luxuriant, the rain crackles and most of it falls on the leaves, and a small part splashes down from the gaps, and it is very cold on people's faces.

Water trickled down the trunk of the tree and ran down the ground.

Some of the ground in the mountains is paved with bluestone steps, and some of the bluestone is gone. It was flooded by the rain, and it was even more slippery.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if they are knights, they must be extra careful when walking on such a road.

Fortunately, the weight of two or three people on Wang An's various counterweights together is a real step by step, but it is not disturbed by rainy days.

After walking for about two hours, seeing that he had reached the top of the mountain, Hengyang City was in the distance, Wang An stood under the tree, took out the dry food in his bag and chewed it.

This kind of dry food is just coarse salt mixed with flour baked, and it is extremely coarse in the mouth. However, compared to the food on the ground floor, it is delicious, and when you are thirsty, there are raindrops dripping from the trees, and there is a fragrance of leaves.

As the so-called heart is in Bodhi, Wang An has succeeded in cultivating mystical exercises, and in the past few days, he has gradually mastered the internal force operation method of destroying the heart. The heart is comfortable, and all the pressure that has accumulated on the ground has been swept away, so I am very happy to eat, and I feel like I have eaten a dry food out of a big meal.

At this time, most of the pedestrians on the road were martial arts knights who went to Hengyang to watch the ceremony, and they were in a hurry, feeling that the rainy road was difficult to walk, and they were anxious. I just saw Wang An, a freak who treats eating and sleeping in the open as enjoyment, and treats him like a fool.

Wang An didn't care about the eyes of others, seeing that one piece of flatbread had been eaten, he pulled out the second flatbread, thinking that he had entered Hengyang at night, and he didn't know if he could find a secluded place.

In the past few days, he has been sleeping outside, and he has no time to cultivate well and operate his internal strength. Thinking that he is about to meet many masters, before that, he must recharge his energy and improve his strength to the peak.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard the voices of a group of women chattering from the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, the rain was dripping, the air was fresh, and even the voices of these women sounded particularly ethereal.

Not long after, a group of nuns came up, all of whom were not very old. Dressed in a wide coat and holding an umbrella, he talked as he walked, and occasionally a few people laughed.

Some of these little nuns were very white-looking, especially the ones who held umbrellas, their wrists were as slender as boneless, and the water around the umbrellas was sprinkled thinly, as if their wrists were transparent.

What slightly surprised Wang An was that none of these little nuns were weak, and they all had breath flowing on their bodies, which was clearly an internal force. Moreover, the internal force is pure and not mixed, and it is obviously not the internal force exercise of a small sect.

These nuns are among the rivers and lakes, and the worst is also a third-rate master.

It's not that Wang An has never seen women, and these women also have beautiful eyebrows, but none of them can make Wang An feel "the center of life", not to mention that at this time he is more concerned about his martial arts progress.

If the strength is strong, there is naturally no shortage of women, and if the strength is not enough, it is natural that women cannot be kept.

No one taught him this truth, but he saw a lot on the ground floor, and he naturally knew it in his heart.

So just surprised, Wang An stopped looking, but lowered his head and ate his own things.

Those nuns were stunned when they saw Wang An standing under the tree and eating, followed by a few people covering their mouths and snickering, and vaguely heard these people say something like "so stupid, so rude".

Wang An ignored these people, and just finished eating the last piece of bread on his body. Suddenly, I felt no more water splashing on my body, and I thought the rain had stopped. I looked up in amazement, and then I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old little nun standing in front of her, and the umbrella in her hand was holding above Wang An's head.

This little nun is not tall, and because of this, if she wants to cover Wang An with an umbrella, she needs to stand on tiptoe, which is extremely laborious.

Seeing that her internal strength is pure, it is obvious that she is extremely hard in her cultivation, and she is stronger in martial arts than other nuns. However, compared with the current Wang An, her physique can be called weak, and she actually stands here with an umbrella for herself......

Wang An smiled: "What do you do?" ”

The little nun said, "If it rains too much, you will get sick." ”

The little nun's voice is as crisp as a yellow bird, and she listens tactfully, and she is an obvious beauty, and if she is replaced by someone else, most of them will be grateful.

Wang An just smiled, took the umbrella, and asked, "What if you get drenched in the rain?" ”

The little nun said: "I pray to Guanyin Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva has great powers and will definitely not make me sick." ”

She probably rarely talks to men, and what she said just now is already a great deal of courage. At this time, his face was flushed, and his body was trembling slightly.

It just so happened that one of those nuns shouted: "Yilin, don't come back soon!" ”

The little nun hurriedly saluted Wang An and hurried to her team. Because the road was slippery in the rain, I almost fell.

Wang An looked at the back of the little nun and smiled again.

I heard the women muttering again, and most of them were complaining about the little nun named Yilin: "You are kind, that is a fool, what do you care about him?" ”

Yi Lin tried to distinguish: "Guanyin Bodhisattva Pudu sentient beings, and must not care who is a fool and who is a genius. I saw him standing alone in the rain eating dry food, presumably without relatives and no reason......"

Something was said later, but the group of people walked away and gradually became inaudible.

Wang An casually put away the umbrella and glanced at the handle of the umbrella, on which were written the words "Hengshan Yilin".

"This Hengshan faction is also from the Wuyue Sword faction, and I will definitely go to Hengshan to see her, and when I see you next time, I will return this umbrella to her."

Wang An inserted the umbrella behind him, took out another teacup, took a cup of water to the sky, leaned on the trunk of the tree, squinted his eyes and sipped the water, as if he had drunk a fragrant tea that was unparalleled in the world.

When others saw that he had an umbrella and didn't play it, he took a cup to catch the rain and drink, and they immediately felt that Wang An was not only a stupid person, but also a madman.

After drinking a glass of water, Wang An washed his hands through the rain, and suddenly saw a person, about 1.8 meters and above, as if he was his own height, with a long knife hanging on his waist.

Although the knife was not unsheathed, Wang An always felt that there was a sense of blood in it.

What's more, although this person is wearing thin-soled fast boots, the edges of the shoes are actually dirty.

If you are not mistaken, this should be the kind of "light work" in this world, but I don't know what grade this person's light work is.

seemed to feel Wang An's gaze, and the person also cast a glance.

Through the layers of rain, the man's eyes were still extremely sharp, as if he wanted to cut a hole out of Wang An's face.

Wang Anxin was shocked: "This person's internal force is like a quick knife out of the sheath, extremely sharp. In this world, his strength should be close to the ceiling of a second-rate master. It's the first master I've seen in so many days! ”

The man seemed to have something else to do, and he didn't care about Wang An, so after a glance, he withdrew his gaze and then stared at the front tightly. I didn't know what I saw, so I hurried down the hill and disappeared behind the rain curtain.

After another moment, a tall man came up from the bottom of the mountain, with a rectangular face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a wine gourd on his left and a long sword on his right waist.

Like Wang An, he didn't play with an umbrella behind him, but he held another wine gourd, drinking while walking in the rain, uninhibited.

Seeing Wang An standing under the tree and washing his hands with rainwater, the man seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he just raised the gourd in his hand to Wang An Yaoyao to signal.

The two smiled at each other and didn't speak, which was regarded as a meeting in Pingshui.

Wang An drank all the rain in the cup, and thought in his heart: "This person is actually about to have the strength of a second-rate master, and his strength is higher than that of the two people in the Qingcheng faction. Sure enough, the closer you are to Hengshan, the more masters there are. ”

There were not many people walking on the mountain road on rainy days, and when this person went down the mountain in the rain, the back was even more sparse and there was no trace of people.

By the afternoon, Wang An was about to walk out of the mountain, and no one had followed him for a long time.

At this time, the rain gradually stopped, and the empty mountains were lonely on all sides, even the finches had already returned home, except for the sound of Wang An rustling on the ground, only the sound of water droplets falling on the trees accompanied him.

Wang Anzhi didn't feel lonely.

He didn't feel sad when he was alone on the ground floor before, but when he arrived here, the empty mountains and cuigang were even more unprecedented, and his mood was extremely lively.

When I heard the sound of rushing water, I realized that I had unconsciously walked out of the valley, and the mountain in front of me was gentle, almost equal to the flat ground.

According to the habit of the past few days, Wang An took out the water bladder and walked towards the sound of the water. It's better to pour a bag of water before entering the city than to beg for water in a place where you don't know the place.

The sound of the water came from a small stream, probably because of the rain, and the water was slightly muddy.

However, compared to the ground floor, it can be called pure water.

Wang An bent down, the water bladder went deep into the bottom of the stream, and he didn't fill much, and suddenly saw something floating on the water from the upper reaches and swaying down.

When he arrived in front of Wang An, he was stunned for a moment.

This is the material of the nuns' clothes at noon, and the edges are very neat, as if they have been cut off by a sharp blade in an instant.

Wang An reached out and grabbed the triangular strip of cloth, making sure that it should be the corner of the sleeve of the tie shirt.

Looking up at the upstream direction of the stream, the corners of Wang An's eyes narrowed slightly.

The corner of the sleeve was cut off by a sharp blade, and it was obvious that those little nuns were in trouble, otherwise who would go against their own tie for no reason? That little nun named Yilin is a good person, and when they are in trouble, Wang An naturally can't sit idly by.

After collecting the water bladder, Wang An moved his neck, thought about it, and walked up along the stream, his iron boots rustling on the weeds at the water's edge.

Night in the mountains comes very early.

I could still see some light just now, but when I walked back to the mountain, I couldn't see much far.

Fortunately, the empty mountain was silent, and after a while, I vaguely heard someone talking in front of me.