"Which baby?"

"Huh! That's that wow, that baby! ”

The residents next to the two came over and interjected:

"Hey, I know, you're talking about that baby named Li Changyuan?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Soon after the day, the news of the slaughter of Huang Qiang's family spread throughout Nankeng City, and many residents came to check on it.

"Lao Huang."

At the door of the teahouse, a man who looked like a ruffian leaned against the door and shouted at Huang Tian in the teahouse:

"Your son has been slaughtered, don't you go to see it?"

"He deserves it, so the old man won't go, and he will be suspicious."

Saying that, Huang Tian is like drinking, the best peak cloud tea, a cup of upturned heads, and drink it all.

There is no taste of tea at all.

"That means, I won't check it later?"

The ruffian asked curiously, to understand Huang Tian's personality, although he is usually idle, if someone dares to provoke him, this old man Huang will definitely retaliate fiercely. This time, why is it like a different person?

Huang Tian's expression was gloomy, and his voice was indifferent:

"The old man knows, you don't need to check, and you don't have to bother, this matter will be over."

"Tsk, okay, whatever you want."

The ruffian smacked his mouth, and then turned to leave, and the half-open wooden door was not closed casually.

The guests who come here are all this virtue, and they will not close the door when they go out, alas......

"Alas......"

Huang Tian sighed silently, I don't know if it's because of that door, or because of the son who is not angry.

Nankeng City has become particularly lively today, because of Huang Qiang's death, they held a funeral for Huang Qiang out of dignity, after entering the ground, they planned for half an hour, everyone hit it off, picked up brooms, shovels, hammers and iron rods or something, and ran to the Huang family compound.

In order not to clean up the Huang family compound, cleaning up the scene is just a process, and the main purpose is to turn over the vault that Huang Qiang hid before his death.

……

In the end, after a busy day, the yard was cleaned, but there was not half a penny, and not even a single piece of silver was turned.

The devil knows where the rich dog hid his money, doesn't he have any money?

Poor landlords?

……

The clatter of the carriage and the sound of horses' hooves led the two of them halfway to Antler City. Driving out of the forest from the side road in front, Li Changyuan shouted:

"Stop at the mouth of the gorge in front of you."

The driver responded:

"Okay."

A short distance further a hundred meters, the carriage stopped in front of two low hills, and there was a crossing between the two mountains, which ordinary people would not be able to find if they did not pay attention to the ground.

After Li Changyuan jumped out of the carriage, Fang Qian also hurriedly followed and rolled out of the carriage.

"The package is put on the cart, and the sword is carried."

"Yes, sir."

The coachman will not worry about Li Changyuan and the two of them will not come back, and Li Changyuan also informed:

"Come back before dark."

"Got it, I'll be honestly waiting, you guys go!"

The coachman glanced curiously in the direction they were going, and muttered in his heart:

'Oh, no wonder you want to get out of the car, you can't think there's a small road over there?' It's a pity that the carriage can't get in, alas, so I can only wait outside. ’

When Li Changyuan hired the coachman, he had already paid the road fee in one lump sum before he went on the road, and Li Changyuan generously doubled the price estimated by the coachman.

If there is such a customer, which coachman doesn't like it?

"Wait~, wait~, don't talk about it before dark, wait until dawn tomorrow."

The coachman babbled to himself, leaning to the side, and began to pull out the small money bag hanging from his waist, and pass the time at leisure to count the silver.

……

Li Changyuan has walked this kind of path several times, the rugged path, on both sides of the mountain wall, this road is very steep in some places, very narrow in some places, Li Changyuan is flexible, almost no dust and mud on his body along the way.

"Ahh

Fang Qian behind him suddenly screamed, Li Changyuan looked back, how could this Fang Qian ...... Mess up.

"How many wrestles?"

"Back to my lord, I'm fine."

Fang Qian is usually used to being sloppy in Huang Qiang, she has ash and dirt on her body, she will passively ignore it, seeing Li Changyuan's eyes fall on her, Fang Qian hurriedly slapped the dust on her body with her free hand.

The mountain air is humid, the dirt road is a little slippery, Fang Qian, as an ordinary person, is also nearly forty years old, and it is reasonable to say that her hands and feet are not flexible. Li Changyuan looked at her rather clumsy, when he walked into this path before, Li Changyuan secretly glanced back, this Fang Qian, in order not to let the sword be dirty, held the sword tightly with both hands, and held the sword vertically in front of him.

It seems that whenever Fang Qian passes by an uneven place on the ground and the soles of his feet slip, when he is about to touch the mountain wall, he turns sideways and uses his body against it, just so as not to stain the sword in his arms.

The character is good, but he is older.

It can be regarded as an inopportune time, Li Changyuan planned in his heart, it was time to arrange Fang Qian's matter.

"Give me the sword."

"Master, I'm fine, the sword is not dirty, I can hold it steadily."

Li Changyuan stepped forward and stretched out his hand to raise it, Fang Qian was so frightened that he closed his eyes and shrunk his neck. But Li Changyuan just raised his hand and gently patted off the dirt on Fang Qian's head that was stained on his hair. The movements were very gentle, and Fang Qian realized that she was not beaten, so she slowly let go of her shoulders and opened her eyes.

Li Changyuan found that there were also a few strands of white in her long black hair, which she hadn't noticed when she wet her hair by her bedside last night.

In the past, did you live a life of fear and fear?

Fang Qian's expression improved a little, he didn't have the scared face just now, after patting the dirt off his head, Li Changyuan took advantage of Fang Qian's lack of attention, snatched the sword from Fang Qian's arms with one hand, and then said:

"Be careful, don't get dirty anymore."

Thinking that Li Changyuan was caring about himself, Fang Qian smiled secretly, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently curved:

"Thank you, sir."

Well...... this woman is also a poor child. ’

Li Changyuan didn't reply, it wasn't necessarily a good thing for her to care too much, since she was going to give her that kind of arrangement in the future, now that she has the opportunity, she still has to teach her some sophistication.

It belongs to the sophistication of the human relationship between the monks.

After Fang Qian didn't have anything in her hands, her body's coordination was much better, although there were still bumps in the second half of the road, but it didn't take three or four times, which was very good.

After walking out of the mountain road, there is a flat terrain in front of you, and there is a dense forest around the surrounding mountains in front of you, and there is a path between the trees, and at the intersection of the path there is a pile of gravel with a wooden sign inserted on the stone pile.

'It's here. ’

Fang Qian followed closely behind Li Changyuan and walked out of the path to the wooden sign and the intersection.

Entering in front of it is the territory of the Iron Bull Sect, Li Changyuan thought for a moment, looked back at Fang Qian, stared at Fang Qian for several seconds, and saw that she was a little embarrassed.

"Old, sir?"

"Forget it, that's fine, let's go."

Seeing that Fang Qian's body was still a little dirty, after all, the damp mud stuck to the clothes, and there would be a mud mark after the dirt was patted off. Now there are no clothes that can be changed, so I can only let Fang Qian look like this, just clean face, don't see the people inside at that time, and let the senior brothers laugh.

Hmm, I especially don't like to be laughed at by the two bald ladles in the sect.

Stepping on a gravel road, I saw a row of sloppy houses side by side, simple and rough houses, between thatched houses and bungalows, only the two rooms where the disciples lived and the two rooms that were used as canteens were larger, and the other rooms were compared to the Illusory Sky Sword Sect...... It's not as big as the thatched house of the Illusory Sky Sword Sect.

It just so happened that at this time, a tall and thin man came out of the cafeteria, still quietly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two figures at the mountain gate, this disciple looked at it in a panic, there was something stuffed in his mouth and was chewing, and when he saw Li Changyuan coming back, he was so stunned that his mouth couldn't move.

Li Changyuan recognized him, he was one of his senior brothers, nicknamed Brother Thin Man, when he was in the sect before, this thin brother often liked to seize the opportunity to run to the cafeteria, and occasionally there were unfinished steamed buns in the iron pot on the stove, and he would secretly take one to eat.

Looking at the thin brother who had just slipped out of the cafeteria a hundred meters away, Li Changyuan squinted his eyes and smiled coldly.

The thin brother looked at Li Changyuan's smirk, and couldn't help but panic, but Li Changyuan's arrival made him extremely excited. The steamed bun crumbs in his mouth were stuffed full, and before he could chew a few times and swallow it, the thin brother shouted:

"Little Plum is back! Brothers! Elder! Master! Little Plum is back! ——”

Fang Qian behind him was a little timid, and whispered:

"Master, he's ......"

Li Changyuan replied with a smile:

"This was the sect I stayed in, and the place where I lived when I was a child can be regarded as a hometown, so I passed by, and I came to see it."

was shouted by the thin brother, and the elders and disciples who were still reading and listening in the classroom room at noon immediately rushed out. The martial arts field was suddenly filled with a bunch of people, surrounding Li Changyuan and Fang Qian.

"Ah, little plum, I haven't seen you for a long time, wow, you've grown so tall."

"Last time I heard Fat Dun'er say, have you been back?"

Li Changyuan replied with a smile:

"Well, where did you hide back then?"

In exchange for the happy giggles of these senior brothers. The elder and the two bald scoops of the head also followed, pushed aside these disciples, and came to Li Changyuan:

"Thank you, it wasn't the pill you left last time, the two of us, I don't know how long we will lie in bed."

After the head finished speaking, the elders on the side were still as stiff-mouthed as ever, tilting their heads and pouting:

"Cut, it's just a little longer, and it's not like lying until the Year of the Monkey."

Within a few seconds, the head noticed that Li Changyuan was also bringing a woman behind him, and he was not young when he looked at his face, who was this?

The head asked curiously:

"Eh, little plum, this is ......"

Li Changyuan naturally explained:

"His name is Fang Qian, and he is my attendant."

"Squire? ……”

Except for Li Changyuan here, only the head and the elder knew what the attendant meant, and the rest of the disciples looked confused, you and I looked at each other, and each asked:

"What is a squire?"

The bald elder pouted, his eyes drifting to the sky:

"Alas, I can bear it, now I go out, and there is a nanny by my side, tsk~"

Li Changyuan smiled and didn't speak, his brows still couldn't help twitching, this bald elder is still so badly beaten......

The focus of everyone is still on Li Changyuan's body, as for Fang Qian, who is following behind Li Changyuan, these disciples and elder heads of them also looked at at most twice, and then nodded politely, and there is no other intersection.

Back in the classroom, the elder took the disciples to class, and more than 20 disciples were sitting in various postures, Li Changyuan took a look, recalling the days when he was learning the Iron Bull Fist and memorizing the mantras of the exercises, and these senior brothers at that time were not so unrestrained.

It seems that they have all grown up, and the elder's face has also filled a few wrinkles, and he can't control these skinny boys, so he can only lecture on his own, and as for how much he listens, the elder can't care more.

After staying outside the door for a while, Li Changyuan told the head that he wanted to explain something this time.

……

"Exercises?"

Li Changyuan further explained to the shocked boss:

"Yes, I have now become the sect master of the Illusory Sky Sword Sect, I know all the exercises in the Illusory Sky Sword Sect well, and I have memorized them in my mind, I came back to leave you a few sets of suitable martial arts cultivation techniques, so as not to be bullied by someone when I am not there in the future."

"Uh......, okay, you come with me."

The head took Li Changyuan to his study, that is, where the head of the house slept, and when he first entered the door, the head looked at the woman behind Li Changyuan. Li Changyuan naturally knew what the head was worried about, and said to the head of the house:

"It's okay, let her come in with her."

"Uh, okay."

After a period of time, under the witness of the head and Fang Qian, Li Changyuan sat at the desk of the head of the house, hundreds of pages of paper, two plates of ink, and wrote one exercise after another with the memory in his mind. Every time he finished writing the content of a book of exercises, Li Changyuan would put away the stack of paper and hand it over to the master, so that the master could store it separately from the exercises written before and after.

More than a dozen to twenty pages is a book, Li Changyuan can not only write it completely, but also refine some content, some complicated and difficult places, Li Changyuan independently changed them into easy-to-understand sentences, or calligraphy and painting expressions.

Sitting down, holding the pen and writing non-stop, Fang Qian was stunned the whole time beside Li Changyuan, not knowing what to say.

Or he didn't dare to say it if he wanted to, seeing that Li Changyuan was so concentrated, he was afraid that his opening would disturb him and distract him.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, from noon to afternoon, and now the sky outside the door was darkening, until the head of the door personally stepped forward and lit a candle for Li Changyuan, Li Changyuan realized that it was dark outside.

Outside the long and rugged path, the coachman, who was leaning on the side of the carriage, tossed out the money in his money bag and counted it more than ten times, and when it gradually darkened, the coachman looked up at the sky again, and could not help muttering:

"Alas, that master, I'll just tell you a joke, don't let me wait until tomorrow morning, I don't know if there are jackals, tigers and leopards in this wild forest, and I have to go to find firewood to make a fire at night, if I really have an accident tonight, you will come back tomorrow morning, but no one will drive you in a carriage."

……

"Little Lizi, do you want to eat something before leaving? There are still some steamed buns in the canteen pot......"

"Didn't I leave you some money last time, and I spent it all?"

was asked by Li Changyuan, and the head of the house became embarrassed and replied:

"Uh......, last time, after I recovered from my injuries, I went to Nankeng City to buy delicious food, and I didn't resist the temptation, so I bought more than 20 roast chickens at once, and then the money was ......."

"All at once?"

"Yes, the owner of the barbecue shop also said that we had a discount, otherwise we would not have enough money on hand to pay."

Li Changyuan was a little annoyed, what does it mean to 'not pay enough'?

The money left for them last time, just to buy roast chicken, is enough to eat hundreds of them and have a surplus, which is obviously a pit! But after thinking about it, the barbecue shop in Nankeng City ...... It seems to be Huang Qiang's business, and when I was walking around the city yesterday and the day before yesterday, I didn't see any barbecue shops.

I think it must have gone out of business.

"Well, that's it, I'll go first, and later—"

Li Changyuan groped out a little money from himself, the amount was not much, and it was handed over to the rough palm of the head of the house in bits and pieces. Li Changyuan went on to say:

"Keep an eye on it, ask the price before buying something, ask a few more peers, don't be in a hurry to buy, so as not to be deceived and don't know."

"Oh, remember, remember."

After Li Changyuan waved goodbye, he turned around and left with Fang Qian:

"I'm leaving, no need to send it."

"Walk slowly! ~”

After walking out of the sect, the sky slowly became completely dark, and only by staring carefully at the feet could you barely see the road clearly.

Li Changyuan stopped for a moment in front of the small intersection where he came, then turned back and stretched out his hand to Fang Qian and said:

"Give it to me."

"Ah, this ......"

Fang Qian lowered her head, obviously embarrassed to write, her hands were clasping back and forth, and she didn't dare to stretch out. Seeing her hesitation, Li Changyuan deliberately urged seriously:

"Hurry up."

Fang Qian was most afraid that Li Changyuan would be angry, especially when he spoke in a tone that he felt like he was going to get angry, he scared Fang Qian a lot several times. Fang Qian hurriedly stretched out his right hand, Li Changyuan turned his back and held Fang Qian's right hand with his right hand.

'Well, the hands of men who do rough work are so rough? ’

Fang Qian's heart was beating violently at this time. An old aunt, but it seems that the love is just beginning? What I had in mind was those strange thoughts:

'Ahh The master's hands are so hot and tender! He—he didn't dislike me, did he? Do you think my hands are rough? It doesn't seem to say that I ......, but the master's back is so wide......

Holding Fang Qian's hand and walking this path can at least ensure Fang Qian's safety-

Li Changyuan thought so.

……

"It turned out that your sect came from afar, and there was a loss of welcome, a loss of welcome! Hahahaha~"

Leng Zikuan settled in the Phantom Sky Sword Sect, and the hundreds of disciples who accompanied him gradually came to the Phantom Sky Sword Sect one after another. Regarding the commission of the Xingyue Demon Wolf, the matter has been investigated, and if you visit here, Leng Zikuan still wants to see someone before leaving:

"I don't know when the sect master of your sect will come back?"