Follow the address on the envelope.

Meng Jin walked through several streets and came to the west of the city.

Then she went into an alley, and after inquiring with several people, she turned around and went into an alley from the depths of the alley.

The scene suddenly changed, the clean and bright streets disappeared, and the chic courtyards and bustling shops were gone.

What appeared in front of her was a dense row of shantytowns, intertwined.

Meng Jin looked up and saw moldy food, garbage piled up on the ground, and rats and maggots walking through the garbage.

It is as if this and the glamorous Sky Hanging City outside are two worlds.

Meng Jin frowned, it took her a while to muster up her courage, take a step forward, and walk into this shantytown.

The shanties vary in size and furnishings.

Some of them made fences out of wood, while others were only covered with cloth, and even more they opened the door and made a stake with a few sticks, and then pulled a tarpaulin out of nowhere, covered it, and spread some grass on the ground, which was considered a dwelling.

And the inhabitants of this place, though most of them are ragged and of different ages, almost everyone has a long sword at hand.

Even Meng Jin saw a group of middle-aged couples over forty years old sitting together under a shantyhouse, seriously discussing swordsmanship and experience on how to pass the inner door selection, completely ignoring their ragged clothes and the children next to them, who looked to be only three or four years old, sitting in the mud and crying.

Meng Jin couldn't judge whether it was good or bad for these people to live like this, but he felt that their fanaticism and persistence between their eyebrows were a little sick.

And in this shantytown, there are obviously very few visitors like Meng Jin.

Here, it is easy to distinguish between outsiders and locals – such as neat and complete clothes, and clean and pale cheeks.

Obviously, Meng Jin has both.

So, as she walked among them, there was no shortage of people who were looking at her at this time.

Or curious, or playful.

But most of them were slightly hostile.

Although they didn't know why Meng Jin had come, they could feel that the woman in front of them was not from the same world as them at all, and that alone was enough to make them hostile to her.

Meng Jin's heart was a little reluctant.

But thinking of the two hundred spirit iron jade promised in the letter, and also thinking of his brother's obsession, he still gritted his teeth and walked forward according to the address on the letter.

From the moment he got this task, Meng Jin felt a little strange in his heart.

It's not the task itself, but the address marked above - west of the city, the third alley of Dew Lane from south to north, enter and walk straight for 200 steps.

You must know that every courtyard in the Hanging City on this day has a structured house number as a sign, this kind of address that does not have a house number, but is measured by a few original steps, which made Meng Jin puzzled for a while, and after arriving in this shantytown, she understood why.

She counted her steps silently against those strange gazes, and when she had reached two hundred steps, she looked up and saw rows of shantytowns in front of her, and could not tell which one was the address on her letterhead.

"May I ask which one is Uncle Zhu's residence? I'm from Qinghuan Mansion. ”

With no choice, Meng Jin had no choice but to ask the residents in the shanty in front of him.

The people in the shanty looked sideways at her, their eyes wary, but no one responded.

At this moment, in front of a shanty that connected two shantytowns with a fence wall, there was a sudden quarrel.

"Little rabbit, you dare to run out and fool around again today, you see if I can break your legs!"

With the angry scolding of a man, not far from Meng Jin, in a field that connected two shantytowns together and was enclosed by a fence wall, a young man in a green shirt angrily pushed open the courtyard gate made of the fence wall and walked out quickly.

The appearance of the young man is a little out of place with this shantytown.

His clothes were clean and tidy, his face was not dusty, and even his hair was neatly combed.

He was obviously angry, walking quickly, and didn't notice Meng Jin, who was standing in the middle of the road, and accidentally bumped into Meng Jin's shoulder when he passed by, but he didn't apologize, just left the place quickly with anger.

And in the shanty behind him, a man with a slightly thin figure, wearing a shirt full of patches, and half-white hair also walked out of the shanty, and shouted at the departing young man: "You go! If you're gone, don't come back! ”

"I don't have you as a son!"

With that, the man seemed to be panting a little, his hands on the fence wall, his mouth panting.

Meng Jin also came back to her senses at this time, she thought about what was said on the commission, and thought about the situation just now, so she walked forward quickly, looked at the slightly old man and asked, "May I ask if it's Zhu Renzhao, Uncle Zhu?" ”

Hearing this, the man came back to his senses from Fang Cai's anger, he looked up at Meng Jin, probably it was rare to see such a beautiful girl as Meng Jin in this dirty shantytown, he was stunned at first, and then asked suspiciously: "I am, girl, are you?" ”

Meng Jin saw that she had finally found the right door, and she smiled there: "Hello uncle, my name is Meng Jin, and I am from Qinghuan Mansion." ”

Zhu Renzhao was stunned when he heard this, and the next moment he came back to his senses, hurriedly turned sideways, and gave Meng Jin a way: "Girl, you are here, come on, please come inside!" ”

……

As the future, Dayu and the Northern Wei Dynasty are the two sword leaders in the world.

Meng Ziliang felt that it was a very loss-making thing for him to personally teach an outsider the cultivation method of swordsmanship, but he only collected one hundred and fifty spirit iron jade.

After all, with his future achievements, not to mention a hundred or so pieces of spirit iron jade, even if others exchange gold and silver mountains, they may not be able to get a word of guidance from him.

However, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and this is an extraordinary period at this moment, and occasionally make an exception and give others some favors, which should be regarded as a creation for those who are destined.

With this in mind, Meng Ziliang came to the address stated on the envelope.

It is located in the east of the city on a main street of the courtyard, look at the decoration of the courtyard gate, although it is not the kind of majestic mansion gate unique to the rich compound, but it is better in the chic and exquisite, plus the location is prosperous, I think if it is not a big family, it is impossible to have such a courtyard.

Meng Ziliang, who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, took a deep breath, straightened his spine, and then stretched out his hand to knock on the blessing door.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the mansion gate, the mansion door was opened, and a girl dressed as a pair of pigtails poked her head out, she blinked, looked at Meng Ziliang and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Sijun." Meng Ziliang thought about the signature on the envelope, and responded truthfully, but at the end he was afraid that the other party would not know his intentions, and added: "I was commissioned by Qinghuan Mansion. ”

When the maid heard this, her eyes lit up, and she looked Meng Ziliang up and down for a while.

But it's not scrutiny, it's more like curiosity.

"Please, my master has been waiting for you for a long time." After saying this, the maid hurriedly opened the door of the mansion and invited Meng Ziliang into the courtyard quite enthusiastically.

This reaction made Meng Ziliang a little strange, after all, a few days ago, he also received the commission to teach people to practice swordsmanship, but the other party didn't seem to be satisfied with Meng Ziliang, who didn't look very old and had no cultivation at all, and after some humiliation, he drove Meng Ziliang out.

For this reason, Meng Ziliang had been working all the way before he came, thinking about how to recommend himself, but he didn't want the other party to seem to have no doubt about his ability.

Thinking of this, he followed behind the maid, looked at the chic courtyard, and sighed: "It is worthy of being a big family, that is, knowing the goods." ”

The maid in front of her didn't hear Meng Ziliang's muttering clearly, and looked back at Meng Ziliang a little strangely and asked, "What did Meng Gongzi just say?" ”

"Nothing." Meng Ziliang smiled, and was about to uncover the stubble, but before the words came out, he suddenly looked strange, looked at the maid and asked, "How does the girl know that my surname is Meng?" ”

From meeting to entering this courtyard, the whole process, before and after, Meng Ziliang and this maid only said two or three sentences, and did not mention the surname.

The girl's face changed, and she stood in place and tried to explain, but she didn't seem to find an excuse, so she didn't say a reason for a while.

Although Meng Ziliang was a little sluggish, when he saw the appearance of the maid, the suspicious look on his face became more and more intense.

And just as he was about to ask another question, a voice suddenly came from the main room in front of him.

"Don't embarrass Xiaocui, before Gongzi came, the senior brother had already informed Gongzi's name, so we also knew the identity of some Gongzi."

The voice was soft, like a silver bell like a spring warbler, and it was very good.

Hearing this, Meng Ziliang also immediately turned his head sideways to look in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw a girl in a long blue skirt slowly walking out of the main house.

Her appearance is pretty, with a bit of dusty bookish atmosphere, like the first blooming lotus flower in a pool of emerald green lotus leaves on the banks of the weeping willow river in the hot summer.

Bright but not dazzling.

Beautiful but not glamorous.

It was a femininity that was almost extreme.

It is both pleasing to the eye and unforgettable.

But Meng Ziliang only stayed for a while, and quickly recovered.

He thought about it carefully, it was indeed an element of luck to be able to get this commission, he was in the Qinghuan Mansion at the time, and his eyes hurt when he was looking for a suitable task.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came up and winked at him.

Just when Meng Ziliang secretly suspected that the obscene middle-aged man had other plans for him, the middle-aged man stretched out his finger and pointed to a certain commission on the Guanling pillar and asked him if he was willing to accept the commission.

Meng Ziliang glanced at it, and suddenly felt that this commission to teach people to practice swords was simply tailor-made for him.

But I wondered why this strange man would take the initiative to help him, but the man just said: "I am the publisher of this commission, helping the master of the family to do things, this commission has been on the viewing pillar for some time, and there has never been a suitable candidate, but seeing that the son is extraordinary, he is a kendo master at a glance, so I asked." ”

Meng Ziliang was naturally very useful for this praise, so he didn't think much about it, took over the task, and came here.

And at that time, he did have some information about himself with the man who claimed to be someone else's domestic servant, so the explanation of the girl in front of him did make sense.

But Meng Ziliang still had a heart, and he looked the girl up and down: "You are Miss Sijun?" ”

The girl bowed slightly, regarded as a salute, and said softly: "Exactly." ”

Meng Ziliang heard this, his eyes swept over the girl, and then looked at a man and a woman standing beside her, both in their early thirties, their eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar, although they were both wearing ordinary domestic servant clothes, but Meng Ziliang faintly smelled something different from them.

"With the identity of a girl, even if she only has a second-realm cultivator, it doesn't seem difficult to deal with a third-realm martial artist, right?" Meng Ziliang asked suspiciously.

The girl glanced at the two behind her, obviously understanding what Meng Ziliang was referring to, but she was not flustered, but continued to say softly: "First, the gap between me and that enemy, using family background to solve it, there are some inappropriate, it will involve a lot of trouble, and it is most appropriate to do it on your own." ”

"Secondly, this commission is actually a bit biased, my cultivation is not false in the second realm, but the other party is far more than the third realm, and the three realms are written because I am afraid that the person who can take this task will know the difficulty and retreat, so I will not find anyone to grant the sword technique."

The girl said very frankly, even if she knew that she was hiding something, it was difficult to make people angry in the face of such a woman.

Meng Ziliang was also stunned when he heard this, and he asked curiously, "What kind of cultivation does that girl's opponent have?" ”

The girl frowned slightly, and said: "It should probably be the Five Realms, but it may also be the Six Realms, and the most troublesome thing is that she has a Tiangang-level divine sword in her hand." ”

Even Meng Ziliang, who had always regarded himself very highly, couldn't help but gasp when he heard this.

Two realms to fight five realms?

The other party still has the Tiangang Divine Sword Protector?

He suddenly smiled bitterly: "Miss Sijun can see it." ”

The girl didn't seem to hear the distress in Meng Ziliang's tone, she just looked at Meng Ziliang and asked, "Can that son teach?" ”

Meng Ziliang thought about it carefully, and then looked up at the girl as well.

"This son is the leader of the two worlds of Dayu and Northern Wei in the future."

"There's nothing you can't teach, it's just ......"

"Just what?" The maid beside the girl frowned and hurriedly asked.

Meng Ziliang smiled at that time, and then said seriously.

"It's just that you have to add money."

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