At night, in an inn in a seaside town.

The windows were closed, the rain rustled outside, and childish words came from under the eaves:

"Giggle ~ Eat insects ......"

"Tss

"Don't hide, giggle~......"

……

Night Terror Hall leaned on the pillow, turned his eyes to look at the light and shadow of the lantern on the window paper, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when he heard the sound.

There were basins and towels next to the bed, Fan Qinghe sat sideways, wiped the blood from the skin on his chest, and then applied medicine to the wound, muttering softly:

"The knife fell into the sea, just let the demon girl go to fish, and if you have a wound, you can go down by yourself......"

"It's just a skin injury, but it's not serious."

"Skin trauma is also injury, you can lie down well......"

……

Xuanji stood in front of the bed in a white dress, holding a sword strip without any accessories in his left hand, looking back and forth by candlelight, his eyes were very serious, and after observing for a long time, he turned around and came to the bed, and sat on his side beside the pillow.

Night Terror Hall was looking at the window, the full moon suddenly fell a stone's throw away, and the graceful back of his hips over his shoulders really stunned him, but before he could take a closer look, he was straightened by Miss Fan, who was dealing with the injury, and also reprimanded Shui'er:

"You sit aside, and you can't help, what are you doing here?"

Xuanji Zhenren ignored He He, turned slightly and leaned against the head of the bed, flipped the sword strip in his hand:

"This sword is indeed weird, the shape is just and peaceful, not like a weapon, but more like a Daomen magic sword. The magic sword can punish the ghosts and gods, and the filthy generals, for the Taoist gate to kill demons and drive away evil spirits, and help the world. Look at this sword, is it a little darker than the previous two days? ”

When the Night Terror Hall heard the mysterious words of Daoist Shui'er, his eyes were slightly dazed, and he propped up his body and took the dark golden sword strip over to look at it carefully.

When the sword bar came out, it was dark gold, not as golden and dazzling as the Ming Dragon Diagram, and at this time, looking at it through the candle flame, it did feel a little black, but it was not clear if it was an illusion......

Bite~

Buzz Buzz......

Night Terror Hall flicked the slender blade with his fingertips, bringing out an ethereal hum, and frowned:

"It means that this sword can only slash demons and eliminate demons?"

Xuanji Zhenren shrugged slightly: "Where in the world are the demons and monsters, it may just be that this sword is squeamish, indestructible and indestructible, but it is also easy to be filthy and corrode the sword body, just like the iron sword is easy to rust when it gets wet." I'm going to get the scabbard to protect it well, and wipe the sword in time to maintain it after use, if it's rough and bad, I can't find a second one in this world. ”

Night Terror Hall knew the domineering of this sword, and he had already paid attention to it, and as soon as he finished using it today, he wiped off the blood and water to check the sword body, thinking in his heart that it might be because the sleeve was wet and wrapped up without completely drying, so he handed the sword strip to Shui Er at the moment.

Xuanji rewrapped the sword strip and got up and went out, looking for materials that could make the scabbard and hilt.

As the door closed, only the lonely man and the woman were left in the room.

After pondering for a moment, Night Terror Hall withdrew his gaze from the sword bar on the dressing table, and then looked at the Fan girl in front of him.

The wind and rain were in a hurry at sea, Fan Qinghe didn't wear a hat, his clothes were basically wet, and he was in a hurry to treat his injuries when he returned to the inn, and he didn't have time to clean up, so it could be seen that a few strands of hair were attached to his cheeks, a little messy.

After staring at it for a few moments, Night Terror Hall subconsciously raised his hand and wanted to help Fan Qinghe brush the hair of his sideburns.

As a result, what he never expected was that as soon as he raised his hand, the Fan girl who lowered her head and bandaged it seriously, frowned, and then suddenly probed, "Wow~" and bit her finger.

？！

The right hand of the night terror shrank, and after being stunned for a moment, he stopped talking.

Fan Qinghe was thinking about things, thinking that the Night Terror Hall was going to move his hands and feet again, so he casually came to scare the Night Terror Hall like this, and at this time he also felt that he was a little naïve, and he lost the stability that his aunt should have, so he pretended to be calm and said:

"Didn't you see my hands busy? If you move again, I'll really bite you. ”

Night Terror Hall was a little amused, and took his hand back:

"I just see that your hair is a little messy, so I'll just help you clean it up."

"What's the use of just brushing it, it's damp all over, and you have to take a shower. I'll let the demon girl wipe your body later, if she dares to tell me if she dares to promise you, I'll clean her up......"

Fan Qinghe made the appearance of a conscientious female doctor, carefully bandaged the scars on her chest, maybe a little nervous from a lonely man and widow, and got up and went out with a basin of water after finishing it:

"Okay, it's okay, just don't move too much and pull the wound. The big one and the small one outside have been waiting for a long time, you go and see, I'll boil water. ”

After Night Terror came back from the beach, because of the blood on his body, he didn't have time to contact Qiu Tianhe, so he sat up immediately, took out a clean black robe and went up and down the stairs.

The current foothold is not too far from the strait of the town, because to see the lively people in the rivers and lakes, all gathered on the beach has not yet returned home, the town has the feeling of ten thousand empty alleys, and there are no outsiders in the inn except the old shopkeeper.

Night Terror Hall came to the outside of the inn, and saw a familiar little girl, squatting on the ground holding a big bird, holding a small beetle caught from nowhere in her hand, and feeding her seriously.

As a bird of prey that eats meat, the bird has been living with the night terror since he was a child, how can he eat this kind of thing, turning his head up and down left and right to dodge, looking like he has been grinding by an enthusiastic girl and has no love.

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall was a little amused, took out the bag of dry food containing the small dried fish, handed it to the little girl, and then turned around and came to the stable.

Two horses were parked in the stables, and beyond were the inn's lanterns fluttering in the wind.

Qiu Tianhe, who was wearing a cloak, hung a hat on his back, stood with his hands on the side of the stable, carefully observing the charcoal-red fierce horses.

Night Terror came to him and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Qiu Daxia is getting younger and younger, and with this complexion, no one will believe it when he says he is in his early forties." ”

Qiu Tianhe turned around, looked at the figure of the Night Terror, and sighed:

"Don't you either. The first time I saw you kid, I was still a stunned young man who was not even a grandmaster, and I was a little catcher in the yamen, how long has it been, and I have become a grandfather of the country who can't climb high, and I am also ranked second in the eight kui, Zheng Feng left so early, it's a pity. ”

Night Terror Hall heard his father-in-law and sighed softly: "Yes." However, if my father-in-law is alive, as long as he doesn't tell me about the rivers and lakes, I am still a young master of the dart game, and now I am spending the winter in Honghe Town, and I may not experience this. ”

Qiu Tianhe thought about it, and asked again: "It's already the second of the eight kui, what are you going to do next?" The Pingtian Sect Master and you shouldn't be able to fight, so go directly to the old bald donkey of Shenchen for trouble? ”

The Night Terror Hall is now enough to deal with Bingtuo, and it is obviously no chance of winning to clean up the Shenchen monk, so he thought about it and said:

"One step is different, the world is different, I feel that it still needs to be precipitated for a while, and I will look at the situation after the New Year. Why did Qiu Daxia come to Jiangzhou? Where are you going? ”

Qiu Tianhe looked back at the girl who was still feeding the birds:

"I've been in the rivers and lakes for half my life, but I've never left Dawei, at this age, if I don't go out to break through, I won't have time, this time I'm with Gangzi, go to the north for a walk.

"I remember that in my early twenties, I drank with Zheng Feng in Huangquan Town, and said that when I got the name of the sword leader, I would go to the north for a walk, so that the people of Beiliang could also see the knife of our Great Wei, and the result was ...... Alas......"

Qiu Tianhe said two words about the past of the rivers and lakes, but found that talking about these things only increased the sadness, and thought about it and changed the topic:

"Why didn't Yunli come? That Nizi is the same age as you, and her talent is not bad, in my opinion, she and you are a match made in heaven, and now that I have the opportunity, I should take you out for a walk. Otherwise, you will have a family and a business in the future, and you can't let her run away alone......"

Night Terror Hall hurriedly waved his hand at this: "Yunli is still young, I don't dare to say this, but I took it with me when I went out this time, and I didn't follow me when I was in Jiangzhou City." ”

"Fifteen or sixteen is not small, I think when I was fifteen or sixteen, I ran all over the rivers and lakes to chase Sister Meng, but it's a pity that the talent looks worse than your kid, otherwise I may be the deputy commander of the black ya."

"Hehe......"

Night Terror Hall and White-haired Di heard Meng Jiao know, so naturally they are not joking about it.

Qiu Tianhe came over just to meet, and he didn't have anything to say, and he was even more unworthy of pointing, and after chatting with each other for a while, he picked up the oil-paper umbrella from the wall:

"Okay, it's not early, Gangzi and his wife are still waiting in the county town, and they have to go back."

Night Terror Hall himself lived in the inn and was running around, so naturally he didn't say anything about it, and accompanied him to see him off and asked:

"Why didn't Uncle Gangzi come over? Isn't it the last time Junshantai happened......"

Qiu Tianhe raised his hand slightly: "You have done your best, what else can he say." Throw the girl out for me to play, he and his wife stayed in the county town to live a lonely life of a widow, and you will understand this matter when you have a baby in the future. ”

“……”

When Night Terror Hall and Ning Er were in the capital, they were also worried about avoiding Yunli, but they understood the meaning, but they didn't say it explicitly.

Qiu Tianhe opened the oil-paper umbrella and put it on the top of the little girl's head, and the little girl reluctantly let go of the big bird, turned around and waved her hand to the night terror:

"Big brother, goodbye."

Seeing this, Qiu Tianhe bowed his head and taught:

"Look, if you don't read and write well, you can't even say a word about the scene at this time, let the master come, that is:

'Half a life of ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, looking back at the gray hair has been full of hairpins. Now I will go to the end of the world again, and I will continue to talk wildly in the future', this is like a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes......"

"Wow~ Master is so powerful......"

"That's ...... nature"

……

Standing under the eaves, the Night Terror Hall didn't dare to open his mouth when he heard Qiu Tianhe's words, but just waved his right hand and smiled at it.

And the bird that escaped seemed to be fed out of the psychological shadow by the enthusiastic bear child, and hid in the heel probe to "chirp" twice to say goodbye.

Stomp ......

Soon, the backs of one big and one small disappeared between the lights and shadows on the street.

Night Terror watched for a long time, until the footsteps were completely gone, and then he returned to the second floor of the inn with Birdbird.

The night is getting deeper, and there is a little more splashing on the second floor, it should be Miss Fan taking a bath, as soon as he comes up, the movement is suppressed, and it becomes a light hand and foot rubbing his chest.

Night Terror didn't go to the wrong door, and when he didn't hear what he was doing, he returned to his house, only to see that Shui'er, who had gone out to look for materials, had returned.

At this time, on the square table in the room, there was a candlestick, and next to it were a few sections of wood.

Xuanji Zhenren sat upright on the chair, using Qinghe's tool knife, skillfully carving wood, and could already see the shape of the scabbard.

Because it was made temporarily, the scabbard was quite simple, just a long dark strip, and the hilt of the sword was the same, and when inserted, it looked like a three-foot stick.

Xuanji real people cut jade to make radishes are made in the blink of an eye, and the scabbard is naturally easy to make, and after the tightly fitting hilt is installed, it may feel too monotonous to insert it, and the pattern is carved on the scabbard at this time.

Night Terror Hall thought that Shui Er was carving landscape scenery, but when he came to look behind, he found that Shui Er was drawing talismans on the scabbard, 'Imperial Decree Five Thunder ......' or something, which is much more standard than the yellow paper talisman written by the fortune teller on the rivers and lakes.

Night Terror Hall originally wanted to use his hand through the armpit to hug it, but when he saw this, he suppressed his distracting thoughts and said solemnly:

"You're going to do this?"

Xuanji's real appearance is very good, and he said in a cold voice:

"This Dao is the little uncle of Yuxu Mountain, so naturally he will."

"I remember that the five thunder talismans can drive away evil spirits, is it really useful?"

"Belief is useful, if you don't believe it, even if you put the golden statue of the Sanqing Patriarch at home, it is just three stones. Ben Dao is opening the light of this sword, and the child is playing with it. ”

Child......

Night Terror Hall felt that this title was quite interesting, and wanted to bow his head and pat on his cheek, but Shui Er began to pinch his fingers to do things, which was indeed a bit disrespectful, so he sat on the bed and watched carefully.

And Fan Qinghe was next door, so close that he could obviously hear the conversation, and interjected in the bathtub:

"Don't listen to her nonsense, if Patriarch Sanqing knew that there was a disciple like her, he would be stunned on the spot. If you believe that she is enlightened, you might as well let me come, I am the great Zhu Sect of the Winter Underworld......"

When the Night Terror Hall heard this, it was only then that Miss Fan remembered that Miss Fan was the high priest of the Winter Hades Department, and when it came to pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, how could she be more professional than Shui'er's Taoist disciples, so she turned around and said:

"Miss Fan will also do things?"

"That's nature."

Fan Qinghe was curious when he saw the night terror, so he immediately sat up straight and recited the incantation in the voice of the goddess:

"Boom Horn Moo ......"

I have to say that Fan Qinghe's professional foundation is quite solid, and his voice is ethereal and bewitching when he recites the mantra, with chest resonance, and he can make up a mysterious big-breasted witch through the wall......

Night Terror listened carefully, and felt that there was indeed a feeling of demagogy, so he asked:

"What kind of spell is this?"

"Those who ask for rain, according to the records, it is useful to kill two people and sacrifice geniuses, no one believes in this era for a long time, so they take it out and read it when they sacrifice their ancestors."

After Fan Qinghe responded with two sentences, he remembered something again, and his voice was a little fiercer:

"The surname is Lu, you don't do anything just playing, right? I've been busy treating his injuries for so long, why don't you take a hand, and still pretend to be a ghost here? His clothes are all damp, you wipe him with a hot towel, and the water is ready. ”

Night Terror Hall turned his eyes and saw hot water in the washbasin, so he smiled and said:

"I'll just do it myself."

"You let her come, a dignified man, and still have no status in front of women? It's not like I didn't get in......"

Xuanji Zhenren saw that He He was fierce, but he didn't say anything, put down the scabbard, got up and picked up the hot water basin, walked to the bed, and showed with his eyes:

"Lie down."

Night Terror felt that Shui Er shouldn't be so obedient, but there were no outsiders here who still lay on the pillow at the moment:

"That's hard work."

"Hmph~"

Xuanji Zhenren put the basin on the small stool, sat elegantly on the side of the bed, unbuttoned the robe, wrung out the hot towel with her hands, and slowly wiped the abdominal muscles of the night terror.

If the action is to wipe the body, it must be very perfunctory, but if it is said to be flirting and provoking, it is indeed quite in place......

Night Terror was lying on the pillow, and he wanted to keep the wind light, but he soon found that the water was rubbing and sliding to the ......

He also held the hilt of the sword with his small hand and moved it up and down......

？！

Night Terror Hall secretly took a breath, propped up his body slightly, and looked at Shui Shui with some flattery.

Xuanji's real person is very gentle, and his eyebrows and eyes are crooked:

"Huh? Are you comfortable? ”

“……”

Night Terror wanted to say yes, but the sound of the splash next door was obviously gone, so he could only open his mouth and stop talking.

Fan Qinghe, who was next door, obviously heard that something was wrong, and was embarrassed to ask Xuanji what kind of demon he was doing, but he quickly dried himself and got dressed, and ran outside, and when he left, he said:

"It's really ...... to return the people in the sect Phew......"

……

The night terror hall was not easy to interject, and waited until Miss Fan's footsteps disappeared before she sat up, wanting to hug the empathetic Shui'er.

But Xuanji Zhenren was bullied miserably yesterday, and he just cleaned up Hehe, but he didn't have the heart to give it in vain, his eyes were slightly cold when he saw this, and he was about to pull out the mortal silk.

Seeing that it was slightly cold somewhere, the night terror hall lay down again, letting the water pick up.

"Want to continue?"

"Hmm."

"Say, I'm a pervert."

"You're a pervert...... Hiss ~ don't don't, I'm ......"

"Hmph~......"

……

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On the other side, Lim An County.

During the battle of Wanghailou during the day, the news had already spread to the county town eighty miles away, although the martial arts style in Jiangzhou was not strong, but the distance was so close, the repercussions were still great, from the squire to the pawns, and even Wu Guogong, who had just returned to the house, was chatting about this matter.

Cry, stomp......

In the night rain, a white horse galloped from the official road and entered the Tanglin Pier.

Immediately sat two people, dressed in a cloak in front of them, with a hat to cover their faces, and in her arms sat a woman in green clothes, wrapped tightly in the cloak to avoid being contaminated with rain, revealing cold cheeks, looking back and forth on the side of the street, listening to the words in the teahouse and wine shop:

"According to the head of the bullet leg door, Long Zhengqing can play near, medium and far, and there is no shortcoming at all; The body of the Night Terror Hall is indeed unparalleled in the world, and after taking more than a dozen blows, it is like no one, and finally directly defeats the enemy with one move......"

"It's true, after a fight, you can even dive into the sea to find a knife...... What's the matter with that sword? I've heard people say that the sword is not ordinarily sharp, it doesn't even seem to have a hilt, it's just a sword......"

"It is estimated that it was obtained in Xiaoshan Fort, Linghu Guanzhi is a sword-casting master, and it has been held back for thirty years, and it is not uncommon to cast a divine sword......

……

On horseback, Luo condensed in his cloak, and when he heard this, he asked:

"Did he find the Son of Heaven Sword?"

After listening to the chatter for a moment, Xue Baijin shook his head and said:

"The Sword of the Son of Heaven was cast by the First Emperor, according to historical records, it should be more than two feet long and one inch wide, which is not like the description, and it is almost two thousand years ago, and it is impossible for the Night Terror Hall to be found in actual combat, it should not be."

Luo Ning came over on this trip because he heard that Long Zhengqing had written a war letter, and he was worried that something would happen to him in the Night Terror Hall, so he pulled his ex-girlfriend over to escort him.

Xuanji Zhenren's horse arrived quickly, and she and Bai Jin walked behind, and when they ran to Xiaoshan Fort, the Night Terror Hall had already left, so they chased after them.

At this time, hearing that the dispute in Wanghailou had ended, and the night terror hall was fine, Luo Ning estimated that he was settling down in a certain place to repair, and said:

"When you come back from Wanghailou to Jiangzhou, you must pass through the official road, wait here, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find people in the past."

Xue Baijin bowed slightly, turned over and dismounted outside the inn, thought for a while:

"If Xiaoshan Fort is not missing, it will be difficult to find the Sword of the Son of Heaven, and this matter will be over. Will you travel with me in the future, or will you stay in Jiangzhou and accompany the Night Terror Hall back to the capital when the time comes? ”

Luo Ning's footsteps paused slightly when he heard this, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes - yes, if he couldn't find the Sword of the Son of Heaven and the Jade Seal of the Heirloom Country, Bai Jin would have no reason to wander around the rivers and lakes......

She definitely wants to go back to the thief, but this time, the road with Bai Jin can be regarded as having a beginning and an end; In the future, she will get married, Bai Jin will go back to be the sect leader, and they will go their separate ways, and it will be difficult to get along day and night like now......

Luo Ning was very reluctant to live in the Night Terror Hall, but it was a long time with the Night Terror Hall, and Bai Jin did live one day less than one day, and after being entangled for a while, he asked:

"What are you going to do next? Back to Nanxiao Mountain? ”

Xue Baijin parked his horse in the stable and looked to the northwest in a blink of an eye:

"If I take a step forward, I have to find someone to be a test stone, so that the north and south rivers and lakes know my Xue Baijin's Taoism."

When Luo Ning heard this, he knew that Bai Jin, a martial idiot, wanted to go to King Zuo Xian to try the knife.

This distance is not ordinarily far, you have to walk for a month, and then pull Bai Jin into the house:

"With Taoism, you have to lay a solid foundation first, and the New Year will be closed soon, why are you in such a hurry? I'll talk about it after the New Year. ”

Xue Baijin walked the rivers and lakes alone, no matter how strong he was, he would also feel lonely, and seeing that Ning Er still had the intention of accompanying her, he naturally didn't say anything more......

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The fine outline is gone, there is no plot, and the leave note is gone, so I can only hold it back until the beginning of next month, in fact, there are a lot of words or2

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