Since Zhang Ye was let go by Jiang Xiaoyu, this place was naturally no longer safe, and Jiang Xiaoyu naturally wanted to change places and continue to hide until he recovered from his injuries.

In the process, Jiang Xiaoyu had an afternoon to find a safe hiding place, and then go to an inn to get the information he paid for.

For Qingshan City, Jiang Xiaoyu is quite familiar.

Several remote cities in the southern region of the Xuanzhen Continent are all within the scope of his activities, and as a thief, he naturally has to understand the truth of the three caves of the cunning rabbit.

As a player, in order to prevent the enemy from making a surprise attack when he is not online, he should know how to set up a safe house.

Although there is an inn that is safe, it is not a long-term place after all, and it is easy to be followed and attacked after going out, and it is more reassuring to have your own safe house.

Jiang Xiaoyu bypassed this slum and came to a house near the tavern in Qingshan City.

This is the safe house he had set up a long time ago.

Now in this place, after a short stay, he is more at ease.

You know, not long ago, the second and third children of the Zhang family had a fierce battle with him not far away, and who would have thought that he would slip away and then slip back?

The most dangerous place is the safest place, and this is called dark under the lights.

Whether it is the boss of the Zhang family or Zhou Haoran, they all think that Jiang Xiaoyu will inevitably run away and dare not come back, how can they think that this unpopular thief in their eyes is holding a fire in his heart, and even thinking about planning to release this fire completely?

Jiang Xiaoyu sat on the bed, continued to cross his legs, seized all the time, and recovered from his injuries.

After a few moments, he looked at the sky and saw that it was already slightly dark, and it was dinner time again, so he decided to quit the game for a while.

He pushed open the door and entered the kitchen, and after making a table of dishes, the old man Bai was almost finished with his work, and Granny Ma also finished playing the last round of mahjong, and the two returned home at the same time.

The old man Bai is a mechanic, and Jiang Xiaoyu's family relies on the old man Bai to repair daily machinery and supplies for others to live.

Granny Ma has no job, and her daily life depends on playing mahjong, occasionally winning some money for the whole family to live a luxurious life for two days, and occasionally losing so much that the whole family can't even afford to eat.

However, despite such ups and downs in living standards, Jiang Xiaoyu has never been hungry once since he was a child.

The three of them sat down, picked up chopsticks, and while eating, Granny Ma spoke.

"Xiao Yu, you should have reached the peak of a four-star martial artist, and you are only one step away from a five-star martial artist."

Granny Ma sandwiched a piece of meat, put it in Jiang Xiaoyu's bowl, sandwiched another piece of meat, put it in her mouth, and said while eating: "Do you know why you can't take this step?" ”

"Why?" When it came to his own strength, Jiang Xiaoyu didn't dare to get distracted, and immediately listened with his ears up.

"Because you lack understanding."

Old man Bai picked up a piece of back to the pot and interjected casually: "Don't look at the young people nowadays who have a high start, and their early cultivation progress is much higher than that of our generation, but I am 100% sure that most of these people will be weak in the later stage, or even stop moving forever." ”

"It's all because of a lack of understanding?"

Jiang Xiaoyu knew what Old Man Bai meant, but he didn't understand why he said this, so he frowned and said in confusion, "What is perception?" ”

"Perception is the understanding of life, the world, and nature." Old Man Bai said earnestly, "The path of martial arts is not only about refining the body, but also cultivating the mind. ”

"Cultivating the mind?" Jiang Xiaoyu chattered.

"That's right." Old man Bai said, "I haven't assigned you homework for a long time, you go to the rooftop tonight to practice the basic sword technique, and you won't be allowed to sleep until I am satisfied." ”

"What?"

Jiang Xiaoyu's little face instantly fell: "This is too abusive to young people." ”

"Then practice until you go to bed the next morning." Old man Bai said.

"Let's practice until you're satisfied." Jiang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said to Old Man Bai, "I have confidence in myself. ”

After half an hour, I was full of wine and food.

Jiang Xiaoyu walked up to the rooftop with a kitchen knife.

The old man Bai took advantage of the fact that Granny Ma was washing the dishes and didn't pay attention to this, picked up a playboy magazine from I don't know how many years ago, and followed him slowly and beautifully with a bottle of Erguotou.

Two taels of wine after dinner, live to ninety-nine, this is the life motto of the old man Bai.

Jiang Xiaoyu turned a blind eye to Old Man Bai's actions.

Under the subtle influence of the old man Bai, although he did not become a little pervert, he became a little drunkard, and from time to time he would drink with the old man Bai.

The only problem is that he is worried about the amount of alcohol, once he drank to the point of drunkenness, and lifting the kitchen knife is a set of basic knife techniques, playing Huo Huo Shengfeng, and under the extraordinary performance, he almost took advantage of the old man Bai not paying attention, and cut off his intact third leg.

Since then, Old Man Bai has forbidden him to drink.

Jiang Xiaoyu swept over the magazine in the old man's hand with some hot eyes, glanced at the second pot head in the old man's hand, and then sank into the dantian, the whole person calmed down, and brandished the eight methods in the knife.

Sweeping, splitting, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, sudden.

Whoosh!

The kitchen knife broke through the air, the strength was enveloped, and the knife was flying.

After a set of basic knife techniques, Jiang Xiaoyu exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi, feeling that there was still a surplus of true qi in his body.

He glanced back at the old man Bai, and saw that the old man Bai was sitting leisurely on the recliner, with the second pot head on the ground, still immersed in the Playboy magazine, from time to time Mei Zizi lifted the wine bottle and raised his head to drink a small sip, ignoring his practice, and suddenly felt a little helpless.

So I continued to practice the basic knife technique.

Half an hour passed, the bright moon was already high in the sky, the shining stars began to blink, and the evening breeze blew gently.

Jiang Xiaoyu had been sweating profusely from practice, and he felt a little exhausted, his wheezing voice became louder, and his true qi was slightly insufficient.

"Huh?"

Old man Bai noticed that Jiang Xiaoyu was a little exhausted, and when he saw Jiang Xiaoyu's gasping appearance in front of him, his eyebrows gathered slightly: "No, not yet." ”

"Where can't you?" Jiang Xiaoyu felt that Old Man Bai was deliberately embarrassing him. He knew very well that his basic sword technique was not bad, even if he didn't look bad compared to the school teacher, but why didn't he pass it when he came to Old Man Bai?

"No is no way, where there is why." Old man Bai said lightly.

Jiang Xiaoyu pursed his lips and did not refute the old man Bai.

After a few breaths, he let the true qi in his body go through a few cycles, and after the soreness in his limbs eased slightly, he swung the basic sword technique again.

It's been a long time again.

"No, still no." Old man Bai said.

Jiang Xiaoyu frowned, a little angry in his heart, but he still didn't say anything, didn't be lazy, and continued to practice.

Another moment.

"Nope." Old man Bai seemed to only be able to say two words.

Jiang Xiaoyu took a deep breath.

There was already anger in his heart, and under the constant stimulation of Old Man Bai, even if he was a person who was not so easy to get angry, he would not have the slightest complaint at this moment.

Jiang Xiaoyu still didn't say anything, but when he practiced the basic knife technique, he worked harder and more attentively.

What he didn't see was that the old man Bai on the side saw this, and the corners of his lips, which were covered by magazines, began to rise slowly.