Early the next morning, before dawn, the fat man was the first to get up and knock on the door of the apprentices one by one: "Get up, go!" ”

When he walked to the door of Yunqing, he lowered his head and lingered for a moment, then looked at the bottle in his hand and then stretched out two fingers to curl them, "Knock knock."

As soon as the sound rang, the door opened.

Seeing that Yunqing had already cleaned up and stood at the door with a smile, the fat man was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Xiaoqing, look at your senior brothers and sisters who are still lying in bed at this hour, according to me, you are their senior brother, let them learn from you." ”

Of course, Yun Qing couldn't say that he had been meditating and practicing the Heavenly Que Secret all night, so he could only say vaguely: "Well, Master Qi must be in a hurry to go back, so 。。。。。。 ”

The inconsequential rhetoric happened to meet the fat man who was eager to return home, Yunqing's "empathy" made the fat man happy, and such an attitude also fed back a message to the fat man from the side, for the eight volumes, this apprentice seemed to have no second thoughts.

The way back is just a reversal of the process in the future tense, but when it reaches the three-way intersection on the edge of the river valley meadow, it comes to an abrupt end, and it is different from when I go to freedom, there are seven or eight more figures in uniform gray clothes and black masks, and the time is of course different, Yun Qing remembers that it was still morning, and now, it has become evening.

"Master, what should I do?" Fumimura tightened the reins in his hand and asked the fat man with the same solemn expression.

The fat man did not answer with a low face, and set his eyes on Yunqing, and the fat man's subconscious approach also made him secretly vigilant, since Yunqing came to the eighth volume, he seemed to have a disease, a disease of dependence.

He hurriedly shifted his gaze to the gray-clothed men, pondered for a while, and said loudly in a consultative tone: "Yanyu Lou Qixi, can the previous heroes borrow it?" ”

Several gray-clothed men looked at each other, made their answers, and drew their swords!

"Pluck your head." Yun Qing didn't have so much time to spend here, and there was a meeting in Pingshui on the side of the old courtyard, so he had to go back and have a look, after roughly assessing the strength of the other party. Yun Qing leaped up from his horse, and then struck straight down with a beautiful turn in the air.

Yun Qing moved his hand, the fat man wanted to be idle but the others didn't want to, Luo Xiaoyi and Jing Xiu were already ready to attack, but the rest of the other party didn't want to greet them, but surrounded the fat man, it seemed that the target was not his life, but the white spine hanging around his waist.

Someone wants to rob him of his life, how could the fat man get their wish, those few martial artists can't help him under the burst of potential, Luo Xiaoyi They wanted to rush into the circle to rescue him, but they were repeatedly frustrated.

The fat man became more and more confused, and the other party's most ruthless move was not used on his own vital points, but he always greeted the bottle on his waist, what is this?

A confused contact battle began to disintegrate after Yun Qing knocked down the first one, looking at the gray-clothed men lying on the ground and rolling around, Yun Qing picked up a knife stuck in the ground and was about to step forward to ask.

"I'll ask!" The fat man took the hilt of the knife and walked over to them with a few strokes in his hand.

The scene that made Yun Qing jaw-dropping happened vividly, they were knocked off their masks and crushed a certain tooth fiercely, as the blood flowed out of the corner of their mouth, their lives were also disappearing sharply, and in an instant, except for their eyes staring at the sky, they were still open, but their breathing was closed.

"Is it a volume?" Yun Qing asked the fat man what he had originally asked those people on the ground.

The fat man picked up their blades and examined them carefully, looked at their faces again, and then shook his head and said: "It's not a book of people, if it's a book of people, they will only grab things, but these people seem to be destroying things, and this knife is also very ordinary all over the street." ”

He threw the knife in his hand casually, and couldn't think of any other useful reference for the time being, so he could only put the attack aside.

After entering Zhongjing City, the fat man took the others to Yanyu Building, and Yunqing returned to the old courtyard.

After not seeing each other for more than ten days, Xiaodou still politely took Yunqing's bag, and brought a basin of hot water, and returned to the kitchen to bring four steamed buns, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of gruel.

"I've got food for you every day." Xiaodou said softly and exited Yunqing's house.

Yunqing was indeed hungry, gobbled up two steamed buns and drank half a bowl of porridge, then hiccuped comfortably, picked up another steamed bun and just took a bite, someone outside the door shouted:

"Brother Qingyun, you're back."

Isn't it Li Songhan Who else, Yun Qing opened the door, with a clear face, and a man dressed as Huazi stood at the door with an enthusiastic face.

Yun Qing glanced him up and down, and said strangely: "Brother Li, why don't you change your clothes and go to beg for food?" ”

Li Songhan sneered: "I'm not used to it, oh yes, you have a friend who brought a message saying that the recovery time is longer than expected, so let you wait patiently." ”

Yun Qing nodded and thanked him, in reality, he and Xu Qi had exchanged the residence of Zhongjing Mansion, but after settling down on the Binhai side, Xu Qi didn't know what he was busy with, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and when he learned the news of Xue Jiuzhi, Yun Qing still breathed a sigh of relief.

Yunqing was not only hungry, but also very sleepy, and after eating the food brought by Xiaodou for a while, he didn't even bother to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but just pushed open the window and glanced at the gloomy night sky before falling asleep with his clothes.

"It's like it's raining." Yun Qing said a word in a daze and fell asleep peacefully, and the old courtyard became a dream home.

In late autumn and near winter, thunder is as rare as snowfall in June, and Yunqing can't sleep when the first thunder sounds, this thunder is louder, and there seems to be an illusion of living in his own house but being peeped at.

So he sat up and quietly opened the door and touched into the backyard, but coincidentally, before Yun Qing released his sense, a flash of lightning stretched several figures on the courtyard wall.

Yun Qing did not attack those figures at the first time, but shouted loudly while running towards Xiaodou's room: "There are bad people!" ”

Why do you say the words "there are bad people", Yun Qing thought about it later, and it seemed that at that time, he distinguished Xiaodou from the people in the martial arts green forest, and also from himself, after all, in reality, it was said to children.

As Yun Qing shouted loudly, Li Songhan and the others, who were not woken up by the thunder, picked up their guys and ran towards Xiaodou Xiaomao, and saw that Yun Qing was already standing under the eaves, and hurriedly asked, "Where are the people?" ”

Yun Qing poked out his senses, and two killers dressed exactly like the three forks were approaching this side in the night.

"How could it be them?" Yun Qing was extremely surprised, if he insisted on associating the inner tank in the fat man's hand with the little beans who lived in the old courtyard, the connection point made Yun Qing unable to think of it.