Ning Chu and his entourage walked in the rain, walking hard, one person and one umbrella, the soles of their feet were full of mud, they didn't know what they were talking about all the way, the sound was not loud, everything was silent, and no one could hear clearly in this rain.

Occasionally, passers-by holding oil-paper umbrellas were shocked when they saw a thin young man who blended in with the rain, but it was just that, with a slight glance, and then put his mind on his own affairs.

In the house, Ning Que, who was originally distracted, slowly opened his eyes, and a smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth, but then he had a willingness to kill, looking at the young man who was far away, he spit out a breath of turbidity, and kept saying that he didn't care, what was the difference between what he did and stinky stones? She has her own way to get money, even if she learns a sword, it's just two words, and she is so afraid of bothering others when she asks for help, thinking of this, the girl is a little annoyed, this character, it's really damned.

You won't say a few flattering words, let go of the so-called face, and those things that are wrong will not appear, and they will not be so bad.

Ning Que didn't know what to think, and raised his chin slightly, looking radiant.

She knew that the boy who was like a fool, every time he earned a few pennies, he first bought a few buns or sugar gourds, covered them and went home, and then handed them to her first, when the girl ate, when she saw the young man looking at her pitiful appearance dryly, she would also subconsciously put down the buns in her hand and laugh.

"Don't dislike it?"

"I don't dislike it."

Ning Que held back a smile, thinking about the young man with a blushing face when she ate a bun, she always understood that Ning Chuyi didn't care at all if she could eat enough.

Because when you look at him carefully, the boy will blush.

……

……

Leaving Fufeng City, the master and apprentice did not take the official road, but deliberately deviated, continued to go north, all the way to study, came to a large-scale dynasty state pool, the handsome young man came to buy a local landscape newspaper, naturally know that this is the Qingyang border, it is rumored that the Qingyang Taizu was born here when the country was founded, and even there is a rumor on the rivers and lakes that this Taizu is a monk who escaped from the mountain, and only then did he plan to establish the country under the depression, I don't know whether it is true or false, but few people dare to mention these, and everyone is silent for a long time.

The handsome young man wanted to talk and stopped talking along the way, and finally asked: "Mr. Liang, did that scholar really use a sword to open the Yellow River six thousand years ago?" ”

The middle-aged Confucian nodded and did not answer.

Takai suddenly mustered up the courage to ask, "But the student thinks that the scholar seems to be ...... Is it sick? ”

The Confucian scholar in the green shirt smiled dumbly, because this question is really interesting, and the student is young and ignorant, and probably will not know that the scholar has been known as the most proud in the world thousands of years ago.

______

February 18, the vernal equinox.

This spring rain continued for several days, and it was hearty.

In the dilapidated house in Muddy Water Alley, the young man squatted down, and at the moment he was lightly erecting eggs on the ground, which was really slippery, Ning Chu grabbed it and grabbed it back and forth several times, but he still couldn't stand upside down, and his mouth kept chattering: "The spring equinox is here, and the eggs are pretty." ”

The day before yesterday, he went to the downtown area to take a turn, Ning Chuyi was not wandering, he had excellent eyesight, and at a glance he could see this smooth and well-proportioned egg from the old woman's stall, and he knew that it would take at most two or three days for this egg to fall from the tip of the chicken buttocks to the time when it came out of the stall.

In the end, the young man's arm was numb, and he suddenly became a little envious of Takai's big grinning temperament, ingenious, able to speak, and able to mix anywhere.

He was called a scourge in Fufeng City, and the reason for this was that the old women in the alley had nothing to do when they were young, and the Wang family lost a sheep on Taoli Street, and it became the Wang family's dead mother in Turbid Water Alley. Therefore, at that time, the Ning family had a child born on the fifth birthday of the fifth day of May, so there was something to talk about.

Dissipating these strange thoughts, the young man suddenly came back to his senses, the big stone in his heart finally fell, and the egg stood in the wind, as if he had no intention of inserting willows!

Ning Que looked at the young man's relieved look for the rest of his life, but stood obediently behind him, waiting for the young man to speak.

Ning Chuyi stood up, patted the dust on his body, and muttered for a moment, according to Li Muxuan's words, he would be practicing swords at the beginning of next month.

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but raise his hand and touch Ning Que's smooth and delicate cheeks, and said softly: "I'm going out to buy glutinous rice balls, be good." ”

Ning Que was stunned for a while, from that day when the young man said that he wanted to learn the sword, Ning Que saw a touch of hope and firmness in his eyes, and some of the dissuasive words that had been pondered several times in his heart were also like a fish in his throat, and he was at a loss.

Ning Chuyi picked up the oil-paper umbrella and pushed open the wooden door.

After walking a few steps, the young man was puzzled, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look back, seeing that Ning Que was still smiling lightly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, relieved, and hurriedly waved his hand to signal to go back, and then walked briskly and gradually moved away.

After a short time, I walked to Taoli Street, just when Fangfei was brewing, I occasionally saw some people who had begun to collect all kinds of seeds, and it was said that they wanted to gather "a hundred kinds of seeds" to pray for a good harvest, and there were also foreign pedestrians who enjoyed the flowers all the way here.

Under the rain curtain, the street was still shouting loudly, lest the goods that had been dragged out with great effort to be sold would not be looked at.

The boy looked around at the goods, there were strange flowers that he had never seen before, cheap ruyi cakes, and terrible milky white grapes that were intimidatingly expensive.

The young man was greedy, helpless and shy, not stupid enough to use the money that can live for several days to buy snacks that relieve a moment of redness, he didn't think about buying it home for the little sister to eat, but unfortunately for the little sister, it is all a taste.

The raindrops hit the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, making a crackling sound, which made Ning Chuyi a little irritable, hesitated for a moment and left with the umbrella.

Looking up at the dark sky, such a celestial phenomenon is really not a suitable day for travel, especially the pedestrians by the lake, who are in a hurry at this moment.

The boy holding the umbrella bowed slightly, walked forward hundreds of steps, and walked through the long street alone.

--

The peanuts on the wine table have already been cooled, and the two jars of osmanthus wine have bottomed out, the two did not get up, their faces were flushed, although they were monks, they did not use cultivation to deliberately resist drunkenness, they were still drunk.

This spring rain finally stopped on February 25, and in addition to Li Muxuan coming here to drink with the readers, he occasionally had a headache when he thought of a little girl whose heart was higher than the sky at night.

It's just that during these days, Li Muxuan could see the poor young man carrying soup dumplings and sugar gourds every day, and after Ning Que was full of food and drink, he accompanied her to say something from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Qian'er, I will be able to follow Brother Li on the road of cultivation in a few days! Well, I have decided, in the future, when I learn the sword, I must promote the good and eliminate the evil......"

"Hmm...... Also, it must be to earn a lot of clean money, and use the fastest sword to go to Chang'an to see the three sects and the hundred schools...... Well, I have to go to the demon land for a while, and then go to Jiangnan to see what a real reader is like! ”

Li Muxuan only remembered that the snake demon looked at the young man on the other side with an innocent face and kept talking, even if he knew everything, he pretended not to understand, nodded vigorously, and echoed vigorously.

The black-robed young man condensed his mind slightly, and looked at the young man's firm and clear clean eyes, which made him stunned for a while.

It's like many, many years ago, there was also such a girl in a green shirt who wanted to break into the rivers and lakes and looked at her brother with a determined look?

______

A few more days passed, on the first day of March.

Li Muxuan arrived as promised, the Moqing long sword had already been sheathed, and he took out a splendid bag from his arms, in which more than ten taels of silver were lying quietly.

Seeing this, Ning Chu's body moved back.

Li Muxuan directly rewarded a hairy chestnut in the air, domineeringly stuffed the silver two to him, and said angrily: "Practicing swords is a long-term life, is it possible that you still have to go to the mountains to collect medicine during this period?" I don't want the apprentice sword I managed to collect with great difficulty not practicing well and starving to death. ”

Ning Chuyi hesitated.

The young man took a deep breath and tried his best to control his hot temper, this stupid apprentice is good anywhere, but he is a little dull.

The young man's next words made him even more angry, "Master, you have to tell the truth, did you steal this money?" ”

Li Muxuan went down with a heavy chestnut, screamed at the young man, and laughed angrily: "Put your mother's fart, can you speak?" The person surnamed Bai killed someone, and it was because I was both soft and hard that I agreed to borrow me so much. ”

The young man nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "When I practice swords, can Master take care of my little sister." ”

"Why?"

Li Muxuan's face was confused, he looked at the young man, and saw that he was biting his lip and refusing to speak, and a trace of strange emotions suddenly appeared in his mind, so he said tentatively: "You like her?" ”

Ning Chu was stunned for a long time before he shook his head in response to this not funny joke, and replied categorically, in a firm tone: "Absolutely not." ”

The young man stood there in a daze, staring at Ning Chuyi, unable to speak for a long time, as if a mountain was pressing on his chest, making his heartbeat extremely heavy.

After a long time, with a long sigh from him, it seemed that he had aged dozens of years in an instant: "Don't worry about this, you are my closed disciple, before you practice the sword, the little goblin will be handed over to me, I like to eat sugar gourds, okay!" I buy. ”

Fortunately, the stubborn teenager nodded in the end.

Li Muxuan's face had a little smile at this time, but there was a little more strange meaning in his eyes when he looked at Ning Chuyi.

The boy was a little panicked.

"Ning boy?"

"Huh?"

The young man looked at Ning Chuyi with a look of loneliness, and it was rare to be serious: "Stinky boy, you have to remember that on the road of life, those who rub shoulders can catch up with their feet reliably, but you can't chase the things you missed." ”

Ning Chuyi picked up the Huaimu sword and carried it behind him, and in the face of Li Muxuan's groundbreaking words of comfort and the upcoming road of learning swords, he could only return with a resolute gaze.

Li Muxuan saw it in his eyes, a little relieved, and then paced out of the house, standing on the bluestone steps, looking up at the sun and moon in the sky with a slight bow.

He raised his hand and laughed loudly: "On the first day of the third month, it is advisable to practice swords." ”