On the long street, as the two women fought their horses away, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed after experiencing an unbelievable scene for them, and when Di Xinchen took his eyes off his right hand that had just held the sword, there was no trace of the man in black around him.

"Brother Xinchen, you really don't blame me this time," Jing'er justified every time she got into trouble, "It was they who scared me on a horseback rampage, causing me to overturn the gift I prepared for you." ”

Di Xinchen looked at Di Xinjing, who was covered in muddy water, subconsciously took a step away from her, and then looked at the broken cage containing crickets in her hand, and suddenly had a bottom on the ins and outs of this conflict, "So, the crickets that are originally worth ten cents, do you find someone to pay one or two gold?"

"Ah, how do you know. Jing'er's face flushed, and the words in her heart came out of her mouth, and she quickly pretended to be pitiful and wiped her tears to justify: "They don't look like poor people, and they caused me to fall, and this clothes are dirty..."

"Stop..." Di Xinchen didn't bother to listen to her defense, the story behind it was nothing more than a word of disagreement Jing'er instigated the guards to do it first, but the two girls were not easy to mess with, but scared Jing'er once, Di Xinchen stared at Jing'er's hand and broke the cricket cage very speechless, the first gift this girl gave was a goshawk, the huge cage took a few people to lift, and then the gift slowly became smaller, from the pigeon to the lark, now they are all sent to the cricket, according to this, Di Xinchen has no doubt that Jing'er will give him an embroidery needle if he is in a hurry.

Seeing a team of city guards and Jing'er's guards from a distance rushing over when they heard the news, Di Xinchen quickly took out the silver to compensate the stall owners who were still cleaning up the mess around him, and turned back to Jing'er and said, "You go back and change your clothes first, don't go to school today, I will take a leave of absence from Mr. for you." ”

"Well, I haven't given you a gift yet!" Jing'er, who has been relieved of the crisis, has returned to her arrogant nature.

"My eldest lady, if you cause less trouble in the future, it will be the best gift for me. After Di Xinchen finished speaking, he waved to the two maids beside Jing'er, signaling them to take Jing'er back.

After doing this, Di Xinchen left the injured guards, led the two maids to leave here before the soldiers arrived, turned the street to find a clothing shop, took off the robe on his body and bought a green shirt to change into, and then hurried to Zhiyantang.

Today's matter, I'm afraid it won't take long for it to spread all over the city, plus the injured guards, Di Xinchen didn't think about hiding it from his parents at all, he could only downplay the danger of this matter in front of the Qin clan as much as possible, and alleviate her worries, for example, discard the robe that was torn by the sword like now, or let the Qin clan know that the ghost gate was closed, I am afraid that he would faint directly.

Zhiyan Hall has more than 20 large and small halls, a whole row of green bricks and green tile houses, the green trees and flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom, Di Xinchen has been in class for a long time when he comes back, and the sound of reading is melodious, but when he walked to the school that belongs to their group of Di family children, it was quiet, except for the old scholar sitting on the bookcase with a book and sighing, there was not even a child of the Di family below.

"Collectively truant?" As soon as this idea came up, Di Xinchen quickly overturned it himself, the children of the Di family are naughty and domineering, but they still dare not skip school collectively, so now that they are not here, there is only one possibility, something big happened to the Di clan, is it because of the relationship between the black-clothed swordsman and the disciples of the Xuanzong of Cloud City?

In an instant, Di Xinchen had countless thoughts in his heart, and he greeted Mr. with a little apprehension.

Mr. raised his hand, and said with a lonely face: "Go back, early God Master sent a letter, Yuncheng Xuanzong will recruit disciples once every five years, and the disciples under the age of twelve of the Fan Di family will all go to Yuncheng Mountain to participate in the selection, and the unsuccessful ones will continue to come back to study." ”

"Yuncheng Xuanzong?" Di Xinchen was stunned, this was the second time he had heard this name today, thinking about the demeanor of the two female monks holding swords, he couldn't help but feel a burst of blood rolling in his heart, and at the same time, there were three words that swirled in his mind, "I'm going." "The problem is that the sword is dangerous, and he knows on his toes that his parents will never allow him to go, which is a bit of a problem.

"Although men are rampant with swords, if you are lucky enough to enter the Xuanzong sect, don't forget to study while practicing, and know filial piety, righteousness and shame, so that you can run rampant in the world. The gentleman waved his hand and motioned Di Xinchen to go back and prepare for the long journey.

Di Xinchen was slightly grateful in his heart, said goodbye to Mr. and hurried home, his mind was a puddle of paste, and he accidentally ran into his mother Qin who heard the news on the way.

"Chen'er...."Qin Shi screamed eagerly, ran to grab Di Xinchen with tears in his eyes, and carefully checked Di Xinchen up and down three times, and saw that there was no missing arm or leg, not even the slightest bruise, so he felt a little relieved.

"Mother, I'm fine, let's go back. The Qin family cared so much that Di Xinchen couldn't say anything about wanting to go to Yuncheng Xuanzong to participate in the disciple selection, so he could only silently hold his mother to the way home.

On the way back, the Qin family touched Di Xinchen affectionately and said: "Chen'er, your uncle sent a letter to you to participate in the disciple selection, I asked the martial artist in the house, I heard that on the Yuncheng Mountain in the northwest near the desert, not to mention the cold all year round, it is indispensable to fight and kill with swords and swords in the future, you can rest assured, I have already sent someone to send a letter to your father, and it is a big deal to spend more money to donate to the clan, and my mother will not let you take the risk." ”

Sure enough, Di Xinchen secretly complained in his heart, this was worse than the worst result he could have imagined.

No one knew that at the mouth of a certain alley in the street, a hunched one-eyed blind man, holding his cloth banner with "good fortune, bad luck and good fortune", looked at the back of Di Xinchen's family in the distance, and muttered to himself: "It seems that it is necessary to tell him another story today!"

Di Xinchen, who returned home, drank a bowl of 'Suppressive Soup' specially made by the Qin family with various precious medicinal materials and berries, and then habitually hugged a book, looking at the willow forest on the bank of the river in a daze, what echoed in his mind was always the shocking sword issued by the black-clothed swordsman hundreds of meters away, as well as his ghostly and flickering body, he was more curious about why the black-clothed swordsman wanted to save him, that kind of person was completely beyond the limit of his imagination, and it was not someone his father Di Fanghai could afford.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly regret in his heart, he had read the sage book for a few years, how could he thank him for not saying a word to the black-clothed swordsman who saved his life? The book said that meeting was fate, maybe after saying hello, the black-clothed swordsman's conscience would suddenly accept him as an apprentice!

Thinking about it and thinking about it until the end, Di Xinchen, who was more and more beautiful, didn't pay attention to it at all, and not long after returning home, Di Xinjing changed into dark red clothes again, held a jewelry box in his hand, and ran along the path by the embankment, looking around like a thief, running around like a thief, and running towards Di Xinchen.

"Brother Xinchen!" Di Xinjing shouted breathlessly, and sat on the cushion beside Xinchen, although the two of them are in Ruzhou City, only one is in the west and the east, five or six miles apart, even an adult can't bear to run so far in one go, let alone a yellow-haired girl who is less than ten years old.

Di Xinchen looked at the delicate and small sandalwood jewelry box in Jing'er's hand, and saw that she took off the hairpin earrings on her head and the bracelet on her wrist, put them on the jewelry box and stuffed them into his arms, and immediately thought that this girl was frightened, so she quickly stood up and shook her hand again and again, jokingly: "Jing'er, my life today has long passed, you see the sun is out, besides, just give a gift, is it necessary to give me the dowry you have accumulated and even the private money?"

"No... That's not true. Jing'er's face was flushed in a hurry, but she ran too far, her breath didn't ease, and her words couldn't flow smoothly.

"It's okay, take it back quickly, you don't have a maid and guard, if someone robs you on the road, you won't cry to death!"

Di Xin quietly kicked Di Xinchen directly, stopped him from talking nonsense, calmed down a few breaths, and hurriedly said: "Brother Xinchen, you should quickly escape with these jewelry, someone wants to kill you." ”

"What?" Di Xinchen was taken aback, seeing Jing'er nodding seriously, it didn't seem like a joke, and she couldn't help but panic, "Who?"

ps: Anyway, the crying child has milk to eat, and I also cried twice, recommended votes, recommended votes, new books want recommended votes.