On the way back, Qian is no more lonely than a bearded man.

After chatting with the old man on the riverbank, Qianyi took his leave.

The old man didn't say anything big, and those who actually really understood the truth understood that the truth was needless to say.

Because experience is experience, and the experience that sounds is not experience, just like saying a lot of "nonsense" when you are drunk at night, and you don't recall it one by one until Qianyi enters the world.

The old man was in the same mood as usual, the death of an inconsequential Lang Zhong had no effect on him, if it weren't for the fact that Qianyi was a little absent-minded, and seemed to want to talk about a game, and finally the old man only told Qianyi's name, and then watched Qianyi leave.

It wasn't until he walked through several streets and alleys that Qian Yi remembered the old man's name - Yu Buzhuo.

It's like a verse from the scriptures.

Retracting the chaotic and distracting thoughts, Qian Ye identified the direction and headed towards the Jishi Medical Center, he was going to see the situation of the injured, if there was anything that could not be handled, he could still help.

After walking through a few streets and alleys, when he was about to reach the Jishi Medical Center, Qian Yi stopped—on a stone staircase, he saw the bearded man sitting there, looking up at the sky.

That gaze is obviously not admiring the moon.

Qianyi hesitated, he was not good at communicating with people, but he wanted to talk to the bearded man.

Fortunately, after the bearded man saw him, he opened his mouth first, and in his bearded face, he could barely distinguish the corners of his smiling mouth: "You are here." ”

Chiya nodded, in response.

The bearded man vacated the stone steps where his ass was cleaned and motioned for Qian Yi to sit, and then said, "I know you will go back to the medical hall again, and I will wait for you here." ”

Qian Yi remained silent, and the bearded man said again: "I was going to leave here, and when I walked on the road, I remembered that I still owe you a thank you." ”

"Thank you. The bearded man looked into Qianyi's eyes and said sincerely.

Qianyi's mood was still a little low, and when she heard the bearded man's thanks, she was not cramped for the first time, and asked, "What are your plans?"

The bearded man smiled, and his gaze fell back to somewhere in the void in the night sky: "What else can I think, it's a blessing to survive, Huzi's wife has no one to raise, Erzhuo's younger brother is still young, the stupid cow's father is blind, and Shunzi begged his daughter-in-law a few days ago...... The hall master has no face to sit down in this position, but he has accumulated some contacts over the years, to see if he can do business and make more money, so many mouths, he can't starve to death. ”

Qian Yi was silent when he heard this, he killed many people tonight, and now he doesn't even want to move his lips anymore.

"Actually, it's not so sad, I am mentally prepared to eat this mouthful, but it came too suddenly, I originally thought that as long as I was careful, I could still avoid it, hahahahaha......"

The bearded man suddenly laughed, and his voice became louder and louder, and he couldn't straighten up with laughter, and choked with laughter.

The laughter echoed in Nancheng Street for a long time, and it was impossible to tell whether it was free or sad.

......

Qian Yi arrived at the Jishi Medical Center, Zhao Yiren's condition was much better, and with the support of his wife, he commanded several Lang Zhong who had regained his composure to heal everyone.

After Qian also helped several injured people who were agitated and restless to be soothed, there was nothing else to do.

Naruo stayed at the mother's bedside, and after taking the freshly boiled potion, the woman had no sign of waking up, and Chiya looked carefully and knew that the woman was fine, so she went to another room.

In the quiet southeast corner of the room, two girls in Qianyi's clothes were lying on the bed, sleeping deeply, the lights were on, and Qianyi stood outside the house without pushing the door.

The two girls who had prayed that he had killed them had finally been temporarily washed away by the dream, but what would happen when he woke up, he really couldn't think of any words of consolation, because life itself was a very tiring thing.

In the second half of the night, everyone was almost rested, and Naruo's mother finally woke up, and when the mother and daughter hugged and cried, Qianyi gently exited the door, left the Jishi Medical Hall, and went back to Yourong National Hospital.

On the way back, the young man's mind calmed down a lot, maybe the whole thing was nothing to think about at all, a wicked man did evil, he killed the wicked man and his accomplices, saved the people who had not been killed, and that's it.

But such a simple little thing has written an important stroke in his life, and he will use it as a comparison for many things in the future.

At this time, the young man who was appeased by time just walked along the quiet street and returned to Yourong Guoyuan.

On this day, it was more tiring than any battle in Dragon City Valley.

......

There is Rong Guoyuan, and the valley is empty.

If it weren't for the fact that Qian Yi found a lot of fresh traces of battle, as well as sword marks scattered everywhere, he would have thought that it was because it was too late, and the challenged student went back to sleep.

Looking at Jingting Mountain in the distance, Qian Yi didn't stay too long and walked into the gate.

It was too late, Jun Shendu and the others had fallen asleep, and Qianyi, who was heading to the east kitchen, suddenly noticed a figure flashing behind the house.

Qianyi thought for a while and asked, "Yuxunyan, you haven't slept yet?"

The girl hidden behind the house seemed to be a little embarrassed to be discovered by Qianyi, and it took a while before she slowly walked out, and the cool moonlight surfaced her cold face.

Yu Xunyan looked at the side calmly, and said indifferently: "I'm practicing swords." ”

Qian Yi was noncommittal, and said seriously: "Thank you." ”

Yu Xunyan pretended not to know: "You were injured because of me yesterday, just a pill, don't worry." ”

Qian Yi smiled, since the gap with the girl was gone yesterday, Qian Yi looked at the rain and looked for smoke, and he unconsciously became more kind, maybe because of the same blunt life, or because of the same unspeakable past, the girl in black was so beautiful and natural in his eyes.

Without thinking elsewhere, Qianye asked, "Have you eaten?"

This is a very common question, but it is a little inappropriate, and Yu Xunyan shook her head after a moment before answering the question that she would never have paid attention to in the past.

"Then let's eat together. ”

There was still a lot left in the pot, and after seeing the horror of laziness this morning, Jun Shendu reestimated the amount of food, and there were about six or seven people in the pot.

Qianyi burned a hot meal, and Yu Xunyan stood by the wall, holding a long sword.

The light of the fire reflected the slightly moving lips of the two of them, but after a long time, there was still only the lazy snoring in the east kitchen, and the crackling sound of the wood burning.

It was still Qian Yi who spoke first, he was cooking on the fire and thinking about what and how to say it, and when the words came to his mouth, it still became a dry statement: "I'll give you something." ”

is talking about today's events, as well as the trivialities of the past few days, mainly around the silver needle Wu.

A quarter of an hour later, Qian Yi finished speaking, and for the first time said so many words in one breath, the young man pursed his lips, a little thirsty.

In fact, he didn't want to say anything, but this matter made him a little depressed, except for the person concerned, he wanted to tell his friends around him.

Jun Shen is his friend, and so is Yu Xunyan.

The girl was silent and silent, just when Qian Yi thought that Yu Xunyan would implement her cold style, Yu Xunyan said a very tongue-twisted sentence: "This world is evil, so it can tolerate such wicked people, so there will be such wicked people; ”