The sky was slightly bright, and the broiler chickens in the backyard had not even crowed, and a teenager jumped onto the roof with a long cloth bag on his back, tossing and turning between the houses.

He landed very lightly, and after so many years of hard practice, he had reached the realm of transformation, and swept away outside the city gate like a dragonfly.

The shopkeeper couldn't sleep all night, so he stole a pig's knuckle while Wang Youyu was preparing the wine and food needed in the inn for a day, and then stole a pot of wine while Uncle Liu was still sleeping.

This time it was not recorded in the account, because he had to walk the rivers and lakes, and it was very expensive to walk the rivers and lakes.

The willow tree next to the lake has sprouted, and in the temple of the Dragon King of Huze, Su Qi'er is lying on the dry grass he has laid and sleeping, holding the long sword full of traces of time in his arms, and the quilt was specially brought over for him by Wei Ziqing some time ago.

"Get up!"

With a sudden stir, Su Qi'er directly turned over and stood up, making a sword drawing movement in his hand, looking around vigilantly.

"Who?"

Giggles sounded, Su Qi'er looked down, and saw the young man carrying wine and meat on his mobile phone, hiding on the ground and laughing. The beggar fell straight down, closed his eyes again, and snorted loudly.

"Hey! Wine and meat, don't you want it? ”

The snoring stopped, and Su Qi'er's murmuring voice sounded.

"Drinking wine and eating meat in the morning is not good for your health, you can put it there, and I will sleep first."

Wei Zigeng realized that now that the sky was just dawning, it was indeed not a good time to drink, and scratched his head helplessly.

At this moment, the young man saw a corner of rice paper under the dry grass, which was full of words, and the handwriting was neat and upright.

"Su Qi'er has been here for more than two years, and I don't know what his name is, I think he only told us that he is a monk from the Pure Spirit Terrace."

The young shopkeeper stretched out his hand to pull out the rice paper, but stopped in mid-air.

"I thought he was a friend, and it had nothing to do with him."

Stood up and came to the Songjun Lake outside the Dragon King Temple, connected the three iron rods and the gun head in the cloth bag, and practiced the overlord unloading armor alone.

The sun rises slowly, and the roosters crow in the city are incessant.

Outside the Dragon King Temple, the young man held a spear, in a gunshot, the catkins were also driven up and floated wantonly, sometimes like thunder, sometimes like spring rain, the young man relied on his eyesight and the agility of perennial practice of light skills, each shot was accurately pointed on the falling catkins.

"Well, yes, that's kind of interesting."

The boy shook the barrel of the gun and shook off the fallen leaves on the tip of the gun. After standing still, he turned his head to look in the direction of the temple. I don't know when, when Su Qi'er woke up, she was leaning on the door frame at the moment, holding the wine jug on her mobile phone, taking a sip, and chewing pork knuckle in her mouth.

He walked over and handed the wine jug to Wei Zigeng, who took it, and Su Qi'er took the gun in the young man's hand and looked at it carefully.

"The body of the gun is nine feet, forged with cold iron on the bottom of the sea, there is no frost in the east, there is no dew in summer, the tip of the gun is one foot and two inches, and the red mangs are dotted, which is a good weapon."

With that, he handed the gun back to the boy without questioning.

Su Qi'er raised her head and poured another sip of wine, biting and nibbling on a mouthful of pork knuckle and said:

"What I said is true, the big shopkeeper really has the intention of letting you walk the rivers and lakes, and for now, he has something to entrust to you."

Wei Zigeng did not refute, and nodded lightly.

"Su Qi'er, you have been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, do you know what is a natal object?"

In fact, he didn't feel much about what his father entrusted him with last night, and the reason why he happily agreed was mainly because he also had the urge to travel to the rivers and lakes, and he did have things that he had to find out, and he had a feeling that what he wanted was in the rivers and lakes.

"The natal object is the most important thing for a monk, and the monk's eight characters are compatible, and a very small part of them are accompanied, this kind of innate natal object, once the master is chosen, it will be closely related to its life and death, the natal object is broken, although the person will not die immediately, but the realm will be greatly damaged, the foundation of the avenue is like the remnants of the wind, and there is no possibility of rebuilding."

Su Qi'er drank wine and ate meat, as if he had endorsed it. And Wei Zigeng on the side opened his mouth wide at the moment.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have a companion natal object? ”

The reason why he directly asked whether it was an innate natal object was because Wei Zigeng was not yet in the product at this time, and there was no possibility of an acquired natal object at all.

"Su Qi'er, I'...... I seem to have agreed...... Something awkward. ”

The beggar didn't ask much, ate the last sip of wine and the last bite of meat, came to the lake, washed with water, and the oil stains quickly dissipated when they floated to the lake, and at the same time there was a dragon groan, Su Qi'er spit out the water in his mouth, and there was no movement.

And this dragon chant was only heard by Su Qi'er.

"Hey, I need to wash every day, which affects my uninhibited image a lot."

After saying that, he broke off a willow branch from the willow tree above his head and tied up his unkempt hair. In fact, Su Qi'er's face is extremely handsome, with phoenix eyes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he has the feeling of a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes when he bundles his messy hair.

"I can see that you have encountered a very difficult problem, tell me how to help, we have known each other for more than two years, and we have long been friends."

Su Qi'er took out the long sword from behind him that he almost never left his body, and the simple wooden sheath revealed the vicissitudes and baptism of the years, and the carvings on it were no longer visible, and the sun, moon, mountains, flowers, birds, fish and insects could be faintly seen.

"Hey, hey, it's not difficult, it's just a trick."

Wei Zigeng had a kind smile on his face, and his eyes narrowed to look at Su Qi'er.

"Huh?"

Su Qi'er's eyes widened:

"There are so many people in the inn, why don't you ask them to feed you? Besides, with the strength of the three realms on the big treasurer, who dares to say no? ”

He only knew that Wei Xian was a first-grade martial artist, and when he reached the level of the first rank and the third realm, even if he didn't deliberately show his strength, the instinct from the creature couldn't help but tremble.

"They'll show mercy, but you won't."

One sentence made Su Qi'er speechless, stunned for a while, looking at the young man's unwavering gaze, Su Qi'er raised his sword and struck.

"I'll let you not show mercy, I will let you not show mercy!"

The boy propped up the spear in his hand, rolled over to distance the two of them, and then fled in embarrassment, muttering as he ran.

"Look, I'll just say you won't show mercy, they never chase me like that!"

In the early morning of the spring equinox, Songjun Lake is particularly lively.

In the inn in the city, Wei Ziqing carried a long knife, and came to the courtyard to practice the knife as always, still swinging, chopping, chopping, and flirting movements, not that Mr. Zhou was unwilling to teach her, but she had to get used to her left hand with the knife.

As soon as the morning breeze blew, the peach blossoms fell from the branches, and the girl leaned her back against the tree, wiping her sweat, looking up at the branches above her head, her eyes gloomy.

These two trees were planted with his brother and his best friend Zhou Ying when they were young, and the happiness of seeing the trees grow little by little that year, and the happiness of blooming in the first year, have now become a shadow that the three of them have not been able to get out of.

She hated herself for being so reluctant to get hurt, and for letting her brother live in self-blame for not protecting herself for so many years, so for so many years, she has been laughing, laughing, laughing heartlessly.

Only in the middle of the night, when there is silence, will he draw the long sword under the bed, and secretly feel sad. It is precisely because of this thought that she has been pressed in her heart that her martial arts road has been so difficult, and she is a person with excellent talent and has demons in her heart.

What can a teenage girl be sad about? The courtyard is deep, and I blame myself.

When it was near, the girl's black narrow long knife walked to the city, and today was the day of her sword practice.

In the inner courtyard of Zhou's house, Mr. Zhou changed out of his usual cyan Confucian robe, put on a cyan suit, drank tea in the pavilion, and held a small brown seal on his mobile phone, engraved with four words.

"Peace of mind".

Huainan Zhou Fangru, Xinkang eight years of the two list of jinshi, after dissatisfied with the demon queen interference, disheartened with the court, took the initiative to transfer out of the capital to the border pass, into the Yanyun Iron Cavalry in the trap army as a deputy captain, with the family knife in the Yanyun Iron Cavalry to break into a reputation. Xinkang was transferred out of Yanyun again in the tenth year, resigned and returned to his hometown in the same year, sold his property, and opened Qingru Academy in the city to teach and educate people.

Zhou Fangru couldn't bear to see that the poor children could only face the loess forever, so he never took money from the poor children, but let them help take care of the family's fertile land, and all the harvest from the field was used by him for the construction of the academy.

On weekdays, he is Mr. Zhou, who is loved by the people of Yuzhou City, and on his days off, he has become a thunderous martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and Zhou Fangru is a pen knife.

Wen can raise the pen An Sheji, and Wu can swing the knife to fix the river.

Wei Ziqing came to Zhou's house, skillfully came to the small pavilion in the inner courtyard, and saw Zhou Fangru drinking tea leisurely, the girl changed her past free and easy, respectfully clasped her hands into fists, and bent down to salute.

"Master is early."

Two years ago, Zhou Fangru accepted Wei Ziqing as an apprentice after drinking, awarded the family heirloom knife technique and the long knife Heijiao, and made it clear that when it came to the day off, he could only call the master when he practiced the knife.

Because of the demons in his heart, Wei Ziqing has hardly made any progress in the past two years, and he has not even been able to control the power method of his left hand.

Perhaps it was because the talent of the former girl was too good, which caused Zhou Fangru to have too high expectations for her, after all, there are many people who practice martial arts who have not been able to enter the country all their lives.

Zhou Fangru put down the tea cup in his hand, came to Wei Ziqing, and handed the brown seal in his hand to the girl, who looked at the thing in Mr. Zhou's hand and was slightly puzzled.

"Ziqing, take it. In the past two years, the teacher has not really given you any entrance gifts, this "peace of mind" chapter is your master's former natal object, you and A Ying are good sisters, and they are my daughter. ”

Wei Ziqing's eyes widened when she heard this, and she knelt down suddenly, she didn't prevaricate, raised her hands above her head, and solemnly took the seal.

Mr. Zhou's wife died in childbirth when Zhou Ying was born, and she was already a monk of the second grade and three realms before her death, and she was still weak not long after refining her natal object, and she was not able to bear the pain of childbirth, and she died after taking a look at the newborn Zhou Ying, and only said one sentence before dying:

"My mother has already chosen a name for you, and I saw that the mountain was covered and flawless. Your name is Ah Ying, Zhou Ying. ”

Since then, this seal has also become Mr. Zhou's soul sustenance.

Now that this natal seal is in Wei Ziqing's hands, it is hoped that she can get rid of her demons and calm down as engraved on the seal.

"Okay, get up, today I ask you to introduce a senior sister, she started a few years before you, from now on, Ziqing, you will practice with her."

After speaking, Wei Ziqing stood up, carefully put away the "calm and calm" seal in her hand, looked up, and suddenly her eyes widened, and her face was full of incredulity.

The person in front of her is wearing a cyan power suit, with a high ponytail and a heroic spirit, her smile is like a flower, like a spring breeze, she is beautiful, but she reveals a fortitude that women have never had.

The person in front of him was not Zhou Ying, who was it, changed his usual gentle and elegant dress, changed into a strong suit, and held a pure white narrow long knife in his left hand, the style was the same as the black long knife in Wei Ziqing's hand.

"I've seen Senior Sister Ziqing."

"Ah Ying!"

In order to get rid of Wei Ziqing's demons, Zhou Ying put down her beloved sage book and lifted the long knife.

In the same month, the news that Zhou Ying, the only daughter of the Zhou family in Huainan Province, abandoned Wen Congwu spread far and wide, because Wenlin has always been rumored to be in the East Zhou Dynasty and the West Journey, so it was soon preached by good people in Jiangnan Province.

There are not many women who study in this era, and there are even fewer women who have real talents and real learning, so every amazing and beautiful woman will attract a lot of attention.

Send Jun Lake, under the old willow tree.

Wei Zigeng held a spear, and there was a sound of breaking the air in every move, the dust was flying, the spear shook, and the willow branches were driven by the air flow wrapped in the spear, and he turned the gun body with both hands, and then turned around and rotated the gun body to stab forward.

Canglong out of the water!

Nail a scattered leaf.

Su Qi'er lay on the tree and looked down, drinking wine and eating meat.

"Boy, the talent is really good, why didn't you practice martial arts early back then? In this way, the rivers and lakes have long had your character! ”

Wei Zigeng disdains this, he has been practicing guns for ten years, and every day he can hear Su Qi'er's ridiculous praise, saying that it is to pay for today's wine and food.

"Come down and practice with me."

"Here we are."

Su Qi'er put the wine and food among the willow branches, holding his worn-out long sword in one hand and a wooden sword made of willow wood in the other. This wooden sword was specially made by Su Qi'er for the young shopkeeper Wei Zigeng, and it was also worth the price of a meal of wine and food.

"Next!"

Su Qi'er threw the wooden sword to the young shopkeeper, the latter took the wooden sword and leaned the spear against the willow tree, the former the long sword was not unsheathed, and the two stood on both sides and confronted each other.

"Boy, be careful!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qi'er rushed towards the young man with a sheathed long sword in his hand, pointing directly at the middle door of the young man. The latter raised the wooden sword in his hand and slashed to the right, and the wooden sword collided with the scabbard with a muffled sound. With a burst of force, the beggar took off the long sword in his hand, turned towards the rear of the young man, the young man slapped out with a palm, separated from the beggar at a distance, turned over, reached out to catch it, and returned to the beggar with the sheath wooden sword, the young man twisted his backhand, the wooden sword seemed to drive the body, and the young man's most relied on light skills flew to the beggar, on the way the wooden sword slashed under his body, accelerated again, the beggar was not in a hurry to dodge, and the sheathed long sword was split.

"Breeze and moon!"

Since the temperature plummeted around the beggar, when the young man came to the beggar, a cold sword qi slashed down, leaving a three-foot-long sword qi gully on the ground, and there was a faint frost.

Seeing this sword qi appear, the young man suddenly stopped, flipped a few times in the air, and landed smoothly, he looked at the frosty sword qi ravine on the ground in a daze.

"This ...... This is sword cultivation? ”

Su Qi'er came to the young man and patted him on the shoulder, and said to the young man with a smile:

"You are more talented as a monk than a martial artist, especially a sword cultivator."

"Brother, let's practice with you!"

A crisp and pleasant voice accompanied the girl's smart and cheerful steps attracted the daze boy and the beggar on the side.

Seeing the comer, both of them were stunned, their eyes widened, and their mouths grew.

"It's over, it's not destined to be peaceful here."

Su Qi'er only felt a headache.