In the nineteenth year of Zhao Wuli, in the spring of February.

The spring breeze is expected to be cold.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but wrap his clothes, as if he could still see the young man standing on the side of the road after turning around.

He went to Miss Wen's grave to pay respects, and he couldn't say what the reason was, probably because he couldn't bear it.

After all, she didn't have to die.

Maybe after two days of calming down, I feel that the world is very beautiful, and I don't want to die.

Being alive is always the best thing in the world.

It's just that when he saw Miss Wen's eyes at that time, the persuasion seemed to be stuck.

Maybe it's not her innocence that matters to her, but her brother.

She must die, or her brother will not come to his senses, and in her brother's heart, hatred will never go away.

It's just that......

Will her brother really let go?

Thinking of the way the young man who was about his age knelt in front of him without saying a word, he just sighed, and did not accept him as an apprentice as he wished, and did not even give him a better exercise.

Maybe her brother will hate him, hate him for saving people and not save him to the end, hate him for being so powerful, but he is stingy with a piece of exercise, and he doesn't even give him a chance to take revenge.

But his heart is like this, what does it matter to others who love and hate him.

"Drive!"

Riding on the big dog that his family had freed up, Jiang Ping took the lead and ran into the distance.

Behind him, Qiu Daoyu and the green-robed old monster both rode horses to follow, as well as a heavy carriage.

"Childe, where are we going now?"

"Heavenly Sword Peak, Sword Guarding Villa!"

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Heavenly Sword Peak.

The rumored place where the sword path myth sits is also the hiding place of the Heavenly Sword, and the final meeting place of the Wuyue Sword Sect this time.

The Sword Protector Villa was established by the heirs of the Heavenly Sword who were reluctant to leave, and the meaning of the inheritance of the Villa was to protect the Heavenly Sword that I didn't know if it was true or not.

Of course, it's just a slogan.

After all, even the founder has never seen what the Heavenly Sword looks like, and he can still expect future generations to believe it.

If they hadn't all sworn in front of the ancestral tablet, the successive owners would have left their burdens long ago.

Ye Huan, the last young owner, was ready to take the burden.

What can you do if you have made a poisonous oath, you will be killed by lightning, your intestines will rot, you will not die well, and it is better to not marry a daughter-in-law than to starve to death.

If he stays any longer, he will really starve to death.

So he planned to pack up and take the only old servant left in his family down the mountain to make a living.

Tianjian Peak is quite famous, in fact, the environment is harsh, and the mountains will be covered with ice and snow after winter, and there are no special products, and it is a miracle to be able to persist until now.

In fact, how to say that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the founder of the Sword Guard Villa was also the Heavenly Sword in the end, and there are still a lot of treasures left.

It's just that in these years of inheritance, there is not much left of the sale of the sale and the loss of loss.

When it was passed to Ye Huan, there was only an empty shelf left.

Speaking of which, Ye Huan felt aggrieved.

As long as he can live without starvation, he will not abandon his ancestral business.

But who let him have a gambler father, that is, the group of moneylenders can't look down on this tattered Zhuangzi in a remote location, with a bad environment and no room for appreciation, otherwise he really wouldn't even have this place to sleep.

In the end, my father lost all his family property, and when he fell off the cliff, he fell cleanly.

but all the burdens were thrown upon him.

After winter, the heavy snow closed the mountain, Ye Huan ate all the stored grain, and the house was so clean that even the rats had to cry.

No, rats have to be caught and eaten when they come.

finally got to the beginning of spring, and after three days of starvation, Ye Huan finally learned from the pain.

Down!

Gotta go down!

Outcome......

Ye Huan remembered it very clearly.

The sun was very bright that day, shining on the ground, and the clusters of snowflakes on the ground were like a big white-faced steamed bun.

He secretly swallowed his saliva and decided to use the last three copper plates left on his body, and he must buy a big steamed bun after going down the mountain.

Then a group of uninvited guests came to the villa.

Naturally, they are not robbers.

Ye Huan felt that if a robber targeted them, it would be so unprofessional!

Sure enough, they are the disciples of the prestigious Wuyue Sword Sect on the rivers and lakes, no wonder they all hold swords, and they are so handsome.

Of course, as long as he is given food, he is handsome.

While eating the dry food brought by these people, Ye Huan had a friendship with them.

According to the information inherited from the villa, they were a real family five hundred years ago, and now that the senior brothers are here, wouldn't it be convenient to take care of him, a distant cousin.

Anyway, from that moment on, Ye Huan knew that he couldn't go hungry anymore.

Sure enough, soon a large number of people came up the mountain to repair the villa, except for the ancestral hall with the ancestral tablet did not let them move, other places like to do how to get it.

Ye Huan was eating big chicken legs while directing these workers to demolish their ancestral houses.

I heard that a sensational martial arts event will be held here soon, and these houses will definitely appreciate in value when the time comes, and many people will come to buy them.

As long as he takes advantage of the appreciation, sells the house, and then goes down the mountain to buy hundreds of acres of land, marries a few daughters-in-law, and spreads branches for the Ye family, wouldn't his future life be beautiful and worry-free.

Sword Guard?

Scold!

Protect you with a hammer!

And Ye Huan believed that as long as he gave enough incense to his ancestors, the ancestors would definitely give him a face, regardless of the poisonous oath he had made at the beginning.

After all, he knew how uncomfortable it was to be hungry.

Didn't the ancestors want to eat?

As long as they eat, they have to protect him, the only seedling of the Ye family.

If those poisonous oaths are really fulfilled, the Ye family will be extinct, and the ancestors' incense will be completely broken.

Later, as time went by, the Sword Protector Villa became bigger and bigger, and everything was developing in a good direction, but Ye Huan found that he might not be able to sell the house.

Because it is said that I don't know which distant uncle's order is to select the disciples of the Five Sects to enrich the Sword Protector Villa, and let the Sword Protector Villa be the organizer of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance this time.

After all, before the five sects decided who was the boss, whoever was the organizer of the other four sects would not be convinced, so it was better to use the Sword Guard Villa, a local snake that had a trace of incense with them.

And the sword protection villa is in tatters, so you don't have to worry about what moths they will do.

So Ye Huan, the owner of Sword Guard Villa, was pushed onto the stage and became the host of this conference without tears.

Fortunately, there is a salary of one hundred taels of silver per month, which can give Ye Huan a little comfort in his heart.

Unconsciously, Ye Huan had become the owner of the new Sword Protector Villa for more than a year, and there was still a month left before the Wuyue Sword Alliance.

Ye Huan walked out of the gate of the villa, and there were new disciples who came in to salute him along the way.

"Hello owner. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Where is the owner, and his subordinates will prepare horses for you. ”

"No, just hang out. ”

Not to mention, these disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect are all quite polite, and they are worthy of being disciples from the great sect.

Of course, the main thing is that Ye Huan will sue.

At the beginning, because some people felt that he was too weak to be the owner of the village, Ye Huan immediately resigned from the position of owner with a handful of snot and tears.

It made the elders of the Wuyue Sword Sect who were guarding here have a black line.

In the end, he whipped all the disciples who chewed their tongues, threw them into the snow and froze them for three days, and spent five hundred taels of silver to seal Ye Huan's mouth, which calmed down the turmoil.

Since then, Ye Huan, the owner of the village, finally has a trace of prestige.

In fact, Ye Huan felt that if Sword Guarding Villa really looked like this, he, the owner of the village, would not be at a loss.

It's a pity that it's all fake.

The only person in this villa who really listened to him was an old servant.

Walking around, Ye Huan heard a few disciples who had just gone up the mountain discussing:

"Hey, have you heard? There was a very loud boy at the foot of the mountain, saying that there was no exercise in the world that he couldn't learn, claiming to exchange 100,000 taels of silver for a secret book.