Zhang Yu asked him to send the information to He Quanquan, but Ning Yue didn't know where He Quanquan was. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Ning Yue's only understanding of He Quanquan is that He Quanquan's nickname is Shiquan Sanren, which is the most special one in the Tianshogun's gold medal catch.

In addition to the profound martial arts, the biggest ability is estimated to be the governance of a stable side. And He Quan is a Qimen Dunjia, a warlock, and is proficient in astrological divination. When Ning Yue came to Shuzhou, he deliberately looked at the information of He Quanquan, if this person focused on martial arts, his achievements would not be like this.

Not knowing where He Quanquan was, Ning Yue naturally couldn't send the information out. The contents of the wax pill are written in the Tenshofu cipher, and it only says the name of one person, plus an address.

Nestled among the mountains outside the city of Sichuan, a quiet mountain village lives in isolation. Tucked away in the mountains and valleys, there are hardly any outsiders who come here, and of course they rarely go outside.

The small mountain village is called Xiaoyin Village, as his name suggests. It lives a semi-secluded and semi-farming life. But because the land is so barren that the villagers cannot be self-sufficient from farming alone, the men of the village sometimes go into the forest to hunt with homemade bows and arrows.

In Ning Yue's view, Xiaoyin Village is an ordinary village that can't be in an ordinary place. Ning Yue led the horse with one hand and slowly walked towards the canyon. The outline of the village in the distance is already very clear. On both sides of the mountain road, there is also barren farmland that has been carved out. But even so, there are still many busy figures working in the fields.

Few outsiders came, and Ning Yue's arrival attracted the eyes of everyone in the farmland on both sides of the strait, and they straightened up and looked at Ning Yue.

"Housheng—where are you from?" an old man patted the dirt on his hand and walked slowly.

Ning Yue stopped and turned her face with a smile, "I'm from Jiangzhou." ”

"Looking at the place where the afterlife is going, it seems that he is going to our village? My village is in the ravine, what is the matter with the arrival of the afterlife?"

"Visiting friends!"

"Lao Yu is the village chief of Xiaoyin Village, may I ask who is the surname of his friend in the future?

"I'm looking for Xiaodong, do the old man know?"

"Xiaodong?" the old man's face suddenly became a little unnatural, and after a long time, he said with a smile on his face, "There is indeed a person named Xiaodong in our village, but ...... He passed away three years ago...... I'm afraid I'm going to run for nothing......"

"Oh, is it?" Ning Yue stared at the old man's face with a calm expression. Suddenly grinned, "I didn't expect Xiaodong to be dead anymore......?" Shall I go and pay a respect?"

"That's fine...... Housheng, I'll show you the way!" the old man said with a smile, leading Ning Yue towards Xiaoyin Village while knocking on the side to inquire about Ning Yue's identity. Ning Yue casually made up some identities to fool the past, and after a while, the two entered the village. Walking through the village, the old man took Ning Yue to the foot of a mountain.

"You see, this is Xiaodong's grave—" said the old man, pointing to a deserted grave.

Following the old man's finger, it was a simple earthen bag. The green grass almost obscures the entire wooden tombstone. Seeing Ning Yue's puzzled expression, the old man smiled a little awkwardly.

"Xiaodong has no relatives alive, and his grave is no one to take care of it. ”

Ning Yue nodded, tied the horse to the crooked neck tree on the side and walked up to Xiaodong's lonely grave, neatly removing the weeds on the grave to reveal the tombstone that had been weathered. On the tombstone, only Xiaodong's tomb is a monotonous big character, and it is crooked.

took out a pot of wine, gently sprinkled it on the grave, and mourned for a while before Ning Yue slowly raised her head, "Old man, which family is Xiaodong's home?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the nearest dilapidated thatched house, "This is this one, no one has lived in it for three years, and it hasn't collapsed yet." ”

The information is up-to-date, and the Xiaodong mentioned in the information should not have died three years ago. Ning Yue was extremely sure of this, if the intelligence ability of the Heavenly Shogunate could not even find out a person who had been dead for three years, the Heavenly Shogunate would have been removed from the list a long time ago.

Ning Yue didn't continue to speak, although she knew that the old man wasn't telling the truth. led the horse to the edge of Xiaodong's thatched hut. The thatched hut is really broken, and if you blow it, you really wonder if it will fall directly? Approaching the thatched hut, a strong smell of rot came to my face. And inside the hut is also cobwebs beams, not to mention beds and the like, not even a stool.

In later life, after Xiaodong's death, his belongings were divided among the villagers. He has no relatives and no reason, and no one inherits these things, so ......"

"Understandable!" Ning Yue smiled freely, "Can I stay here for a few days?"

"This ...... It's not inhabited here...... Why don't you live in the little old man's house, there is still a vacant house in my house. ”

"No need, it won't take much time to renovate this house!" Ning Yue refused, and the little old man watched the old man leave.

Although I haven't built a house, I still have no problem tinkering with it. Those who practice martial arts are ingenious. Ordinary people need to work for a day or two, and it is only an hour for a martial arts master.

It only took Ning Yue an hour, and the entire house, which seemed to be about to collapse, was renovated and renewed. Even the tables, chairs, and wooden beds inside were rebuilt by Ning Yue.

When it was dusk, the old man came with a quilt. Maybe Ning Yue left a good impression on the old man, and the old man seemed very hospitable to Ning Yue.

An outsider suddenly came to Xiaoyin Village, which aroused the curiosity of the whole village at first. But after a long time, I found that Ning Yue also had two eyes and one nose, which was no different from others, so I gradually faded my curiosity.

The sun rises and the sun sets. This is the law of Xiaoyin Village. Ning Yue has lived here for these days, and she has gradually become accustomed to the life of Xiaoyin Village. Ning Yue didn't have a field, but she had to eat. Therefore, I often go deep into the forest to hunt some game, and come back to exchange some food and daily necessities with the villagers.

The evening glow filled the sky, and halfway up the mountain road, a sturdy man carried a wild boar weighing at least five hundred pounds down the mountain road. The wild boar is like a mountain on its shoulders.

For ordinary people, such a wild boar may not be able to be dragged even if it is carried. But the strong man carried the wild boar, as if he was fighting a cotton bale. Facing the sunset, walking with a relaxed step.

"Yo--such a big boar! Gangzi, how did you catch it?"

"Lao Zhang, this wild boar is also stupid, I climbed a tree and it wanted to hit me. The teeth snapped into the tree, and I knocked them to death with a few sticks. You go back and tell everyone to come to my house to share the meat!"

"Okay-" Lao Zhang didn't say a word, picked up the farm tools and ran towards the village. In a few moments, the whole village was in an uproar. Everyone ran out with baskets and basins and rushed to Gangzi's house.

Perhaps, this is the happiness of the peaceful mountain village, for them, as long as there is something to eat, it is already very satisfying. Compared with the competition for fame and profit outside, here, Ning Yue seems to have returned to the Yishui Township when she was a child.

Gangzi's pig killing level is quite high, and he saw a pig divided into pieces by him. And the weight of each piece is about the same, even if you weigh it, there will not be much difference.

The villagers each took a piece of meat and left happily. Looking at the smiling faces of the villagers, Gangzi suddenly had a comfortable smile on his face. I picked up a towel and wiped my face, picked up the rest of the meat and whistled and walked into the house.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, the whistle stopped, "You're here again?"

"What a clever knife, if you don't cut a pig, but a human...... There are few people in the world who can hide from it. Ning Yue sat on the eaves and said with a smile.

"What kind of knife technique is not knife method, this is just killing pigs! If you insist on knife method, it is also a knife method of killing pigs. Mr. Ning, how many times have I told you that I am not Xiaodong, Xiaodong has long since died......"

"Do you think there is anything special about this mountain village?" Ning Yue said abruptly.

"This has been the case in Xiaoyin Village for hundreds of years, and it has also been the case in tens of thousands of villages in Shuzhou. What's so special?" Gangzi casually draped his coat over his body and replied indifferently.

"Yes, this little hidden village is so ordinary. Suddenly, there is an extraordinary person with profound martial arts and exquisite sword skills? What you say is a matter of course? If the knife techniques of killing pigs are so skillful, the butchers of the world would have dominated the martial arts long ago. ”

As she spoke, Ning Yue turned into catkins and floated down gently, looking directly at Gangzi's rugged face with a serious face, "You are not Gangzi, you are Xiaodong!"

"Xiaodong is dead, you recognize the wrong person!" Gang Zi snorted dullly, ignoring Ning Yue and walking into the kitchen to make a fire to cook.

"Where did the thousands of brothers of the Shuzhou Heavenly Shogunate go? Where did the Shuzhou Governor go for the whole year? How did the Shuzhou Heavenly Shogunate fall? Who did it?" Ning Yue asked word by word at the door of the kitchen, "Don't force me to torture, you should know the interrogation methods of the Heavenly Shogunate!"

"I don't know all of this you asked! My name is Gangzi, not Xiaodong. Whether you use it or not, I will say that. In the kitchen, there was the sound of Gangzi humming.

"You-" Ning Yue was furious, but in an instant, she remembered Zhang Yu, who committed suicide in order to make her succeed in breaking through. Slow ...... Ning Yue's heaving chest gradually subsided, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"The brothers of the Tenshofu lived the life of street rats in Shuzhou, and were chased and killed by Emei. In fact, if you don't say it, I also know that it was Emei who destroyed the Heavenly Shogunate, right? Do you know, half a month ago, I met Zhang Yu. Do you know what happened to you?"

Without waiting for Gangzi to reply, Ning Yue continued, "He was abolished by Zhuo Bufan of the Hui Sword Sect. I took him to break through, but he killed himself in front of me in order not to drag me down. I guess there aren't many brothers in the Tenshoku who are still alive, right? If you really want to live the rest of your life here peacefully, then I won't force you. I'll leave early tomorrow morning to give you the night to think about it!"

After speaking, Ning Yue's figure turned into a streamer and disappeared. Gangzi carried two plates of hot dishes and put them on the square table in the courtyard, and looked around and saw Ning Yue's figure. Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile and exhaled a breath of turbidity.