When Chen Ping'an was about to run out of the yard, the girl in black suddenly shouted, "Wait, I have something to tell you." ”

Chen Ping'an pretended not to hear, and when he was about to open the courtyard door, the girl raised her voice, "Chen Ping'an!"

Chen Ping'an had to turn around and run back to the threshold, her face was already a little rudder than before, but her voice was still a little hoarse, and said: "First, after we outsiders came to the town, although as I told you before, our physique is stronger than ordinary people, but other than that, we are no different from you. Second, outsiders are not allowed to kill people here, once violated, no matter what the reason is, they will be expelled, doomed to nothing, this price is very large, so big that it is beyond your imagination. Third, you also have to think clearly, we, outsiders, when it comes to a critical moment, even if we are fighting empty-handed, we will definitely take action, after all, it is the most fundamental thing to survive. ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked, "Does it mean that to do things, you must act quickly?"

The girl in black grinned, her radiant face and shining eyes seemed to make the whole room bright, she patted the green scabbard on her knee, and nodded: "Yes! Shoot quickly, faster, even the fastest! For example, I am a saber and a sword, I will be the fastest person in the world, whether it is drawing a sword or drawing a sword!"

She paused, and suddenly changed from an impassioned distant woman to a girl next door who wanted to show off, squinting and smiling and asking, "Hey, do you know how many there are in this world?"

Chen Ping'an looked dazed.

The girl also seemed to see that the young man was not interested, and suddenly became bored, and waved her hand to drive away: "It's better to buy the jar back, I'll wait to drink the medicine." ”

Chen Ping'an's pace of leaving the courtyard this time was slower and much more stable.

Not long after he left Mud Bottle Alley, the unlocked courtyard door was gently pushed open, and the black-clothed girl in the room opened her eyes, she had just breathed in a strange way, and looked at the door, as if she were facing a great enemy.

The flying sword in the snow-white scabbard on the table was suddenly silent, but there was an extra aura of slaughter invisibly, as if the current spring cold could freeze bones and kill.

The maidservant girl walked leisurely to the door, just like the usual neighbors who walk through the door, she did not cross the threshold, poked her head into the house, looked around, and turned a blind eye to the black-clothed girl with a horizontal knife on her knee on the small bedboard.

Zhigui looked at it for a long time, and finally saw the big living person, and said with an innocent face: "This sister, who are you? Why are you sitting on Chen Ping'an's bed, I haven't heard that he has distant relatives." ”

Ning Yao glanced at the uninvited girl, then closed her eyes and ignored it.

Seeing that she was pretending to be deaf and dumb, Zhigui was not angry, but just shook her head slightly, pursed her lips, and looked disgusted.

She glanced at the snow-white sword with its scabbard on the table, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a deep hatred and fear, and there were faint golden threads swimming wildly in her pupils. The servant girl hesitated for a moment, but still raised one foot, ready to cross the threshold, suddenly withdrew her foot, coughed, and pretended, "I'm in." If you don't speak, you don't object, right? Yes, this was originally Chen Ping'an's house, and I have known him for many years...... It doesn't matter, we don't have anything to talk about anyway, I'm just here to see if there is anything missing, we are about to move out, many things can be left to Chen Ping'an, you don't know, he has had a hard time these years. ”

chattering and longing, let her and Chen Ping'an look like childhood sweethearts.

When the maidservant entered the room, the wind was calm, and she went straight to the small table, and sat down on the stool, and the corner of her eye kept turning on the sword.

At the same time, the girl in black also took out the three pieces of paper left by the young Taoist to Chen Ping'an, carefully observed, and tried to figure out a little way, but unfortunately she looked at it carefully twice, but she was still unable to do it, and said in disappointment: "These words are really not ...... Flavor. ”

She clearly remembered that on the long wall in her hometown, there were eighteen intermittent characters, all of which were carved by someone with a sword, and each word contained the majestic momentum of suppressing ten thousand demons.

When she was a child, her greatest hobby was to stand in the middle of a certain stroke of those big characters and look up.

Therefore, for the town's four-character plaque "angry bullfighting", the girl really can't look down on it.

The maidservant Zhigui turned around, quietly straightened her slender waist, folded her hands on her knees, and tried her best to make herself more like a lady, facing the girl in black, she smiled and said softly: "Alas, girl, you are too careless." ”

Ning Yao couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Zhigui sighed, touched his chest, and pretended to be surprised, "Girl, you can speak our dialect." ”

Ning Yao asked again, "Do you have something?"

Zhigui stretched out his hand and pointed at the long sword on the table, "Yours?"

Ning Yao frowned and was silent.

The girl in black didn't speak, and Zhigui didn't care, she stood up and walked to the corner of the wall, looking at the bottles and cans on the wooden shelf, those worthless belongings, the maidservant girl looked very carefully.

When he was an apprentice potter, Chen Ping'an walked barefoot through all the mountains and rivers around the town, going to the mountains to dig soil and chop firewood, and running up and down the mountains very fast. As long as others are willing to teach him something, whether it is superficial or obscure, Chen Ping'an will spend twelve points of effort to do it, as for how far he can do it in the end, Chen Ping'an doesn't care, of course, he can't manage it if he wants to. Just like Old Man Yao taught him the art of porcelain burning, he always picks and searches, and never wants to come up with a real trick at the bottom of the box, but as long as Old Man Yao says it and does it, Chen Ping'an will do it very seriously. Later, Liu Xianyang taught him to make wooden bows, fishing rods, etc., and Chen Ping'an also learned meticulously. Song Jixin next door has always spoken meanly, saying that Chen Ping'an's habit, according to the book, is called doing his best to obey the destiny of heaven, but it's a pity that Chen Ping'an has no good life at all.

Zhigui waved his hand and said with a bright smile: "Let's go, let's go, girl, you can take care of your injuries." If you need to, shout, my name is Zhigui, and I live in the yard next door. ”

Ning Yao's face was expressionless.

The maidservant left the house, walked to the courtyard, and muttered in a voice that the black-clothed girl in the house could just hear, "It's not much to look at." ”

Ning Yao also said softly, intentionally or unintentionally, "This name is so cheesy." ”

When Naka-gyu closed the courtyard door, he was a little forceful and slammed.

Ning Yao closed his mind again.

The visit of the strange girl, Ning Yao's heart was unwavering.

However, she really doesn't like this town, especially the cultivators who come here to seek opportunities, intrigue, flies and dogs, saying that they are immortals, but they are just standing on the mountain, not how tall they are.

In the heart of the girl Ning Yao, the avenue should not be so small.

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After the straw sandals boy walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, the sunlight was a little dazzling, he stretched out his right hand to cover his forehead, and exhaled softly.

Then he began to jog, his steps were brisk, even if he had passed through the streets and alleys many times, he was still not tired, after all, for the teenager who was accustomed to going up the mountain and going down the water, this distance was really not worth mentioning, and the real hardship was to go up the mountain to burn charcoal, a dragon kiln needed to use up twenty or thirty thousand catties of charcoal every year, especially when it rained heavily, living on the mountain to chop wood and burn charcoal, it was really a sin, the boy had almost died in a charcoal kiln that collapsed during construction. Almost all of the things that the teenager has done over the years are manual work and some skills, but after getting started, he purely relies on strength to eat, so the thinness and weakness of the teenager on the surface is just an illusion, and he has an inner toughness that has been tempered by thousands of tempers.

Chen Ping'an stopped at a crossroads, leaned back against the wall, squatted down, kept his hands in a fist, and fastened his straw sandals with the other.

At this moment, the young man's heart was like water.

It's just that some miss the only friend in town.

That guy once secretly showed off to Chen Ping'an, saying that his grandfather told a story that when his grandfather was a child, he saw someone standing on the bank of the stream, and just trotted a few steps, and jumped over the entire stream in one step. Later, Liu Xianyang and Chen Ping'an went to try on their own, picked a narrowest section of the stream, the two of them retreated at the same time to run, and jumped at the same time, but Liu Xianyang, who was a few years older than Chen Ping'an, jumped and quickly fell into the water, and then found that there was a black shadow overhead, swished, continued to move forward, and finally landed far away.

After that, Liu Xianyang never mentioned any immortals who crossed the river in one step.

After that, Liu Xianyang knew that Chen Ping'an would often go to the stream by himself, running, jumping, taking off, leaping, and falling.

The boy approached the other side more and more every time, and he never got tired of it.

Once I couldn't help but secretly watch from a distance, and when Liu Xianyang saw that shocking scene, he felt that the swarthy boy at that time seemed to be different from the stupid person in his impression.

When the boy leaps over the stream, he is like a snake catcher that often hovers in the sky of the town.