In the small courtyard, there was silence for a moment.

The nightingale opened her mouth, the expression on her face a little glazed.

Luo Qingfeng was a little embarrassed and explained: "I have been grinding for a long time, and the rust and gaps on it are still there, so I have been grinding hard...... Didn't pay attention to the whetstone......"

The nightingale came to his senses, walked quickly to him, picked up the rusty broken knife on the ground, and looked at the moonlight carefully for a long time, still with a face full of disbelief: "This knife ...... So hard? ”

Luo Qingfeng didn't expect it at all.

Sharpening the knife and sharpening the knife, it is indeed a bit unbelievable that the whetstone has been broken.

The most important thing is that the wound on the blade and the rust on the knife body are still there, as if there is no trace of change.

What kind of material is this knife forged from?

The nightingale looked at it for a long time, and said helplessly: "It looks like it should be a good knife, but if the gaps and rust on this knife can't be polished, it will be difficult to even chop wood, how can you fight the enemy?" My whetstone is a special sharpening weapon in the Demon Suppression Courtyard, and even it can't sharpen your knife, and it is estimated that your knife is difficult to sharpen. ”

As he spoke, he returned the knife to him.

Luo Qingfeng took the knife and wiped the blade with his fingers, but he didn't care: "It's okay, you can use it in this way, there is a knife, and it is still okay to stab with a broken point." ”

Nightingale shrugged: "If that's the case, I suggest you use your fists." By the way, have you practiced swordsmanship? ”

Luo Qingfeng shook his head.

The nightingale looked even more helpless, but immediately comforted: "It's okay, when you enter the Demon Suppression Courtyard and accumulate some more merit points, you can go to the Tibetan Gong Pavilion to change." Okay, let's eat. ”

Luo Qingfeng put away the knife and followed her into the kitchen to serve food.

Crow was still sitting in the place where the stove was filled with firewood, and her beautiful and immature face was red in the flames, and when she saw him come in, she immediately lowered her head, as if she owed gold.

"Crow, it's time to eat."

The nightingale shouted, with a hint of anger in her tone.

Aya lowered his head, and only after the two of them went out with the food did he dare to raise his head and stand up.

Luo Qingfeng and Nightingale brought the dishes into the living room.

Raven helped her grandmother in the hallway.

In the living room, the old oil lamp is lit, and the dim light illuminates the room, although it is not bright, but it looks particularly warm in this cold and dark night in late autumn.

Shabby courtyard, warm lighting.

The four of them sat down at the table and ate a steaming dinner.

The nightingale piled more than half of the bones and meat in front of Luo Qingfeng, and ordered: "It's all mushy, you eat it all, you can't waste it." ”

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head and ate silently, a warm current flowing through his heart.

A table of meals, eaten quickly.

In the end, all the plates and bowls were empty.

Nightingale smiled and joked, "Yes, if I make something more in the future, I'll call you over to eat." ”

Grandma laughed and reprimanded her.

After eating and packing up, Luo Qingfeng didn't linger any longer, and said goodbye and left.

The nightingale sent him out of the door, accompanied him out of the alley, and advised: "Go find the inn early to rest, get up early tomorrow, come here and wait for me, I will take you to the Demon Suppression Courtyard." Don't run around at night, there are soldiers patrolling the streets, you don't have an identity yet, if you are seen, be careful of being caught. ”

Luo Qingfeng nodded, was silent for a moment, looked at her and said, "Sister Nightingale, thank you." ”

Nightingale smiled, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Thank you for what?" ”

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on her beautiful face and tall and proud figure, and her long black hair, dancing gently in the night breeze, added a bit of charm and touching to her.

Luo Qingfeng changed the topic: "I owe you a total of forty-six taels of silver, and I owe your sister a piece of gold, about five taels, I will remember it." ”

The nightingale smiled "poof", coquettish as a flower: "Not only that, but you also owe me a good whetstone, and a burnt dinner." ”

Luo Qingfeng showed a touch of embarrassment on his face.

The nightingale smiled and stroked the hair of his sideburns, and said, "Okay, I'm not kidding you." The gold and silver must be returned, and the rest, forget it. ”

Luo Qingfeng said in a low voice: "Hmm." ”

Nightingale said: "Go ahead, there will be no rooms in the inn any later." ”

Luo Qingfeng nodded and left the alley.

The nightingale stood at the mouth of the alley, watching his back until he disappeared around the corner in front of him, then turned around and prepared to go home.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a slender and petite figure, standing quietly in the darkness behind.

For some reason, Nightingale suddenly felt a little weak, and explained: "Aya, don't think about it, I am just an ordinary friend with him, and I haven't met a few times. ”

Raven didn't speak, her dark eyes looking at her in the dark.

The two sisters returned to the courtyard.

The old man leaned on crutches and leaned on the door of the living room to watch them, and when he saw the two sisters coming back together, the old man suddenly sighed: "Ah Ying, after the New Year this year, you will be twenty years old." ”

The nightingale went to the yard, picked up the axe on the ground, put it in the corner, lowered his head and cleaned up the debris on the ground, and said nonchalantly: "Twenty is twenty, isn't it good to grow up." ”

The old man looked at her and said, "The man should get married, and the woman should get married." Now that your father's foreign debt has been paid off, it's time for you to find someone. ”

Nightingale was silent for a moment, then raised her head to look at her: "Grandma, I have said it many times, I don't want to marry now. ”

She paused for a moment, and then said: "If I have to get married, then I won't get married, I will find someone to come over and live with us." ”

After saying that, she lowered her head and continued to pick up the wood slag on the ground.

When the old man saw this, he knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he had to sigh.

At this moment, Raven suddenly stood behind the nightingale and poked her with his finger.

The nightingale looked up at her.

Raven blankly pointed to the doorway, then to the axe in the corner, then to her, and then to the house.

The nightingale suddenly laughed and said, "You girl, what do you think?" You want that kid to join us? How can it be? People will not be willing to fall and become a son-in-law who is ridiculed. Do you think it's possible if someone is a scholar, a showman, or a cultivator who is even more powerful than your sister? ”

Who knows, Aya nodded dumbly.

Nightingale waved her hand and said, "Don't think about it, it's impossible for me to talk to him." ”

With that, she got up and carried the chopped wood into the kitchen.

Ah Crow stood in the small courtyard, lowered his head, and the natural stupidity on his face turned into thought.

The star-gazing city at night is still lively.

Luo Qingfeng walked on the spacious streets, looking at the prosperous scene of the city's thousands of lights, and couldn't help but think of the dilapidated and desolate town outside again.

People are displaced, families are broken.

Some people raise light and stagger, singing all night.

Not far away, on the Falling Star River, there was the beautiful sound of the piano and the singing of women, as well as the enthusiastic cheers of the spectators.

Several lavishly decorated painting boats, parked on the banks of the river, are brightly lit.

A few windows faintly reflected the misty figure of the woman, as well as the figure of people clapping and drinking excitedly.

Luo Qingfeng came to the riverside, stood at the back of the crowd, and watched silently.

The cold river breeze blew, and some people were shivering from the cold, but they were still standing by the river, stretching their necks and watching, with envy and yearning on their faces.

Most of them are some down-and-out scholars.

In this world where demons are everywhere and martial arts are admired, scholars are indeed of little use, and there are not many places to make money, unless they become famous in scientific examinations.

Of course, there can be no scholars.

The operation of a national city cannot all rely on a group of cultivators.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the riverside for a few moments, then turned around and left, continuing to wander the streets of this city.

Soon, it was late at night.

Pedestrians on the street began to become scarce, and the lights in front of the shops began to go out one after another.

By the wee hours of the morning, the streets were dark and deserted.

Except, of course, for some special places.

When Luo Qingfeng passed by a green building, the woman upstairs and the woman at the door were twisting their bewitching postures, shaking the handkerchief in their hands, and shouting delicately: "Childe, come in and have fun for a while, you don't need money if it's not fun!" ”

One after another, some men strode in.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at it a few times and walked over from the door calmly.

It's not fun, and it's definitely impossible to do without money.

To be able to open a green building here, which one is not a deep background and strong strength?

Don't give money you try?

He had nowhere to go now, so he wanted to go in and find a room to sleep in, but he had no money, so how could he have the guts.

Of course, he really just wanted to sleep.

I haven't slept for days, and I'm still injured, so I'm really sleepy.

He walked the streets for a while and finally found a temple of Guanyin.

The incense of this Guanyin temple looks pretty good.

The incense burner was filled with the remaining incense, but the plates on the table were empty.

Apparently, this place has been frequented by wanderers.

No matter how prosperous the place is, there are wandering people, unless for some reason, the wanderers are afraid.

Luo Qingfeng entered the Guanyin Temple and first looked around.

Seeing that there was no one else, Fang sat down in the corner behind him, leaning against the wall behind him, ready to sleep.

There was still a cold wind pouring in from the door, whirring and blowing.

He shifted his position, hid behind the statue of Guanyin, cowered in the corner, and closed his eyes.

Stick to it for one night.

After entering the Demon Suppression Courtyard tomorrow and becoming a demon slayer, there will be a place to sleep.

He comforted himself like this, and was about to close his eyes when he suddenly remembered the data in his head.

I guess it's grown a lot.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, and two lines of blue font appeared in his mind.

[Progression: 100, can be promoted]

[Open Heaven Four-Star Realm, Progress: Thirty]

The first row of data turned out to be another hundred!

He was a little surprised, and after thinking about it carefully, his face suddenly became complicated again.

The first line of data, only demon slaying can quickly increase the process.

And the demon he killed......

It's a bit ironic to think about it.

He swept away the emotions in his heart, closed his eyes, and prepared for bed.

It's not safe here, anyone or something will come in, and you can't make the cut yet.

Only by finding a safe place tomorrow can we break through with confidence.

Who knew that he had just closed his eyes, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes to look, and at some point in front of him, there was suddenly a strange figure!

He was startled, and was about to clench his fist when he suddenly saw someone coming.

The person who came was none other than the natural girl A-Crow.

"You...... What are you doing here? ”

His face was full of surprise.

The girl just looked at him and didn't speak.

Luo Qingfeng's heart suddenly became vigilant again.

At this time, the girl stretched out a small hand, and there was a piece of silver in the palm of her hand.

Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and said, "For me?" ”

The girl squatted down, put the silver on the ground, then took out a branch and wrote three words on the ground: "Borrow...... To give...... You ......"

When Luo Qingfeng was in a daze, she had already lost the branch, got up and left quickly.

"Lend it to me?"

Luo Qingfeng picked up the silver on the ground, his face full of doubts.

You don't have any gold yet, and you have come to borrow silver?

Is it because I saw him living on the streets with no place to sleep, so I was moved by compassion?

This little girl...... It's so kind.

Luo Qingfeng held the silver in his hand, and his heart was secretly moved.

And at this time.

Ah Crow walked out of the Guanyin Temple, looked back inside, and showed a little cunning on his originally dull little face.

"Let you owe more and more, and you can't pay back more, and then you can ...... I gave it to my sister......"

The little girl thought triumphantly, and walked away briskly.

She decided that she would secretly go out to earn money in the future, and then ...... Lend him another one and let him owe it...... I can't pay it off in a lifetime!