The butler's eyes widened as he looked at the arrow that flew into the girl's heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The imaginable scene of flesh and blood did not appear, and the girl was still sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, a white chess piece floating quietly in front of her. The arrow with a cold glow hit the chess piece, as if it had encountered an impregnable wall, and it could no longer advance for half a minute.

Finally, the speed ran out and fell.

Tonghui Realm!

The assassin outside the wall widened his eyes and saw that this girl, who might not be even sixteen years old, was already a cultivator of the Tonghui Realm!

Between the wisdom and the first acquaintance, the difference is more than ten times, the vitality enters the body and opens the wisdom gate, and since then the cultivation has been a thousand miles a day, and the sea of qi in the body is majestic, and it is no longer a beginner who only has a weak divine sense and the power of a blow.

The man turned and fled as fast as he could, and the butler rushed out of the door and chased after him, and the two disappeared into the night without a sound, and the sleeping men in the courtyard also woke up and went to the courtyard. The girl was still sitting on the edge of the bed, but the hand holding the game trembled slightly, her face was a little pale, and the frightened puppy lay on the edge of the bed and shivered.

She looked at the assassin lying in the corner with a complicated expression.

"I... Murdered?"

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Jiang He spent the night last night at the lady's house, and of course, slept in the stable.

It was not yet dawn, only a faint glimmer of morning light.

The housewife had woken up and made a pot of porridge for Jiang He, who sorted out his bags and asked the housewife for a leather pot bag and a piece of jerky.

He handed the money to the housewife, who looked at him and smiled.

"These things are not worth a few dollars, so don't be polite, sir. ”

Jiang He shook his head and put the money on the table, a bowl of porridge just now had already warmed his body, and at this moment the morning fog had not dispersed, and the sky was still a little cold. He looked at the sky, put the bamboo basket on his back, and prepared to go out.

"Sir, where are you going so early?" the housewife wiped her hands on her apron and sent her door.

Jiang He pointed to the west, then to the bamboo basket, and then bowed to the housewife in thanks.

The housewife suddenly called Jiang He to stop, and she led the horse out of the stable.

"Sir, go on horseback. It's 800 miles to Kyoto. ”

The horse was yellow-brown and brown, and its fur was very finely combed, and the woman looked at it carefully in normal times. Jiang He hurriedly shook his head, but the other party had already handed the reins to him.

"This horse has been raised for more than a year, and my husband doesn't ride it often, so it's hard to keep it. ”

Jiang He took out the silver taels in his arms and stuffed them into the housewife's hand, but the housewife waved her hand and returned half of the silver taels to Jiang He, saying: "The road is difficult, Mr. prepare more money and food, my horse is worthless." ”

Then the housewife tightened the saddle a little more and patted the horse's back.

"It's better to come to me as a guest when Mr. De gets famous. ”

Jiang He no longer pushed, bowed and thanked again, and led the horse out.

The morning light was brighter, and the houses on the roadside were already curling with smoke. The brown horse snorted, and Jiang He touched its fur, to be honest, he couldn't ride a horse.

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When the first morning light illuminated the dark night, the old butler returned to the courtyard.

The young lady was sitting in front of the mirror, and the maid Xiu'er was carefully combing her hair.

The old butler entered the door and knelt down in front of her, "Miss, the man is dead." ”

As soon as the comb in Xiu'er's hand stopped, she slept too hard last night, but this morning she still knew about last night. The young lady sensed her emotions and whispered, "Xiu'er, it's okay. . . Continue combing. ”

Then he looked at the old butler who was kneeling on the ground, "Butler, find something." ”

"I don't have a clue, but the arrow from last night was an arrow from the Military Aircraft Department. ”

The Military Aircraft Department only creates weapons and equipment for the Royal Forest Army.

The Imperial Forest Army is directly ordered by the imperial family, and it is the most elite army in Kyoto City, and the housekeeper can't help but feel a chill in his heart when he thinks of this. The young lady shook her head, it was hard to imagine that someone from the Imperial Guards would come and assassinate her.

"Butler, get up quickly. ”

The old butler still refused to get up, and kept his head down.

"Miss, let's go. The men and horses were ready outside the city. ”

"Really?" Xiu'er looked at the butler with a happy face. As long as she returns to Kyoto, she will not be bored to spend time in this courtyard every day.

Xiu'er was a little excited, forgetting that she was still combing Miss's hair.

"Xiu'er!"

The girl grinned in pain and scolded loudly.

"Oh, miss, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The little maid hurriedly apologized and gently smoothed the girl's hair.

"Get up, butler. The girl looked at the butler, thought for a moment, and then said softly, "Pack up and leave." ”

The butler glanced up at the girl, then got up and went out in response.

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Jiang He tumbled off his horse and led his horse forward, the scorching sun on his head.

My ass hurts.

He shook his head, wondering how the people on horseback could read while riding. His basket was full of books, except for dry food. If someone who doesn't know anything about this world and culture wants to take the Kyoto exam, if others know, they will only think he is a madman.

A hundred miles further on the road is the mountain road, take the trade road, cross the Qinshan Mountain and then go west to Kyoto. Jiang He pulled out a map to make out the direction, and this cowhide map showed only rough drawings of mountains and lakes, as well as important towns. You have to go to the next town before dark, or you will have to spend the night in the wilderness.

Jiang He rubbed his ass and turned over on the horse... At the same time, a horse-drawn carriage outside Dushui City slowly drove out of the west of the city.

Upstairs, Li Tingshi stood quietly in front of the railing, and behind him stood the embarrassed county magistrate Chen Youzhi.

"Master Li, it is said that the painter went out of the city yesterday. ”

Li Tingshi looked back at him and asked, "Where did you go?"

"I don't know. ”

Chen Youzhi sent people to ask overnight last night, the soldiers guarding the city only saw Jiang He going out of the city from the east gate of the city, but after leaving the city, it went in all directions, who knows where he went?

Li Tingshi sighed, "If you can meet it, send a letter to the city guard and county order of the nearby suburban county to find this painter." ”

"I should also reply, if there is a letter, please trouble Lord Chen to communicate in time. He looked at the surging Jinjiang River and instructed Chen Youzhi behind him.

"Don't bother. Chen Youzhi replied respectfully.

A wave of Jinjiang water rolls south, rolling up the waves and not stopping.

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In the evening, Jiang He finally found a hotel.

Standing at the foot of the mountain weathered, the flag at the door has been blown by the wind and the sun is a little unrecognizable, and only the word hotel on it can be vaguely seen.

Jiang He knocked on the door, and it was an old woman who opened the door.

"Sir, do you stay in the hotel?"

Jiang He nodded, and the old woman led the horse to the stable and bolted it to hered.

The courtyard is a bit old, and there is a pond in the courtyard with a few aquatic flowers and plants. The two-story wooden building, the downstairs is already full of customers, a few small tables are placed in front of the house, some people are eating and drinking in front of the table, and no one cares about the river that has just entered the courtyard.

The old woman had already tied her horse and led the river upstairs. There was no room on the second floor, Jiang He chose the innermost room, pushed the door open, and the room was filled with a faint musty smell.

"If you want to eat wine and food, come downstairs and tell my old man, and the money will be settled tomorrow when he leaves." Then the old woman went downstairs.

Jiang He put down the bamboo basket, straightened the bed, took out the quilt from the cabinet, lit the candles, and sat on the edge of the bed to read.

Until late at night, he felt a little hungry, so he took out the bread, poured a pot of water and ate it, when he was full, he blew out the candle and lay on the bed, he thought about the life of these days, from the past to the past, he was a little confused, but this confusion slowly faded, more of a new novelty and joy.

Now, it's a new beginning.

Live and live well.

Kyoto may have something he doesn't know waiting for him, he believes in fate, but he doesn't believe in fate.

It's always something in the dark, very mysterious.

He rolled over. What is it like to cultivate the Tao?

There seemed to be some people coming next door, a little noisy, and the wooden building on the second floor creaked when it was trampled on, and it took a long time to quiet down.

The night was already deep, and it was as cold as water.