It is the beginning of summer, even if the weather in Yanzhou is not hot, there is a little impetuousness at noon.

On the official road of Huangsha, there are occasionally people who go south and north, and they can't help but take a break when they pass by the simple tea stall around the corner.

The owner of the tea stall is a seventy-year-old man, and a seven or eight-year-old girl in pink is reading.

A farmer was carrying a load of freshly pulled peanut seedlings from the side of the path, stopped in front of the shop and asked the little girl for a bowl of tea.

A porter with a hat on his head is drinking tea with his back to the official road.

A gray-haired old woman was selling peaches in a basket not far from the tea stall, and an old man was pushing a cart with difficulty.

One tall and one short, two came from afar.

The old man of the cart had a crooked handle in his hand, and the whole wooden cart was reversed.

The young man hurriedly trotted over and helped the old man straighten the car, the old man thanked him again and again, and the young man just waved his hand and continued to hurry.

The child reading the book in the tea shop paused, looked up, and shouted, "Big brother, stop and drink tea." ”

The young man who happened to pass by the tea shop paused and looked around, "Are you talking about me?"

"Hmm. The little girl put down the book, narrowed her eyes, and nodded vigorously.

The boy was a little apologetic, "Big brother is in a hurry, I'm really sorry." ”

He scratched his head, "Or else...... Wait a minute. ”

The little girl blinked, very curious.

The young man turned around and muttered a few words to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man hooked the corners of his mouth shallowly, took out a copper coin from his belt and handed it over.

"Thank you, Uncle Qi. The young man smiled and narrowed his very good-looking eyes, and trotted to the little girl, "This, I've sent you, I'll definitely come to tea next time, okay?"

The little girl pursed her lips, not very happy, and turned around and ran into the shop.

"Huh?" the boy blinked blankly and looked down at the book the little girl was reading.

A Confucian book on the good and evil of human nature, there is a sentence that is outlined in red ink, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The nature of man is evil, and the good is hypocritical. ”

The young man blinked again, muttering in his heart that such a little girl could understand, was it too early, don't be taken away, and turned back.

The middle-aged man saw that the young man had something on his mind and asked, "Young master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. The boy shook his head, "Let's go." ”

The middle-aged man didn't ask any more, and suddenly shouted again, "Young master." ”

"Huh?" the boy paused, looking at the middle-aged man in confusion.

The middle-aged man gestured back.

When the boy turned around, he saw the little girl trotting over with a bowl in her hand, and the little man seemed to be able to fall at any moment.

He was stunned and hurriedly ran over to help her.

"Drink tea. The little girl looked up and smiled sweetly.

"Huh? The boy touched the child's head, wrinkled his nose and sniffed, "Good tea." ”

Then, he smiled, "How about one bowl per person?"

"What about the uncle?" asked the little girl, tilting her head.

"He doesn't drink tea, he only drinks. The boy said patiently.

The middle-aged man didn't answer, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

"But, Grandpa said, children can't drink tea. The little girl said very innocently.

"That's right. The boy muttered softly.

"However, Grandpa is busy and can't see Magpie. The little girl said again, smiling innocently, "Then one bowl per person, see who drinks fast." ”

"Good. The boy took a bowl of tea.

The little girl winked at the boy, which meant that it was beginning, and put the bowl in both hands to her mouth.

The young man looked at it, his brows furrowed, and when the little girl's mouth was close to the bowl, he suddenly reached over, "Forget it, children should listen to adults." ”

When the boy's hand touched the bowl, the tea froze and froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little girl's hands trembled.

The bowl fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Among them, a piece of turquoise ice was smashed out, which looked like a jadeite, which was very beautiful.

Then, the big iron pot with boiling water in the shop flew over and splashed it in the direction of the three people.

The boy hurriedly dodged and reached out to push the child at the same time.

But the child pulled out a dagger with a loud bang and stabbed it.

The young man stretched out his hand lightly, "Ning!"

The dagger instantly froze and shattered into several pieces with a click.

The boy took advantage of the situation to clasp the child's hands and lead her out of the danger range.

The boiling water smashed on the ground, stirring up a mixture of loess and water vapor.

"Why?" asked the boy, puzzled.

The child looked up at the boy, his eyes were full of coldness and indifference, "You damn it!"

The boy frowned, "Why should I die?"

The child pursed his lips, but said no more.

The boy stopped asking, and pulled her to the other side.

On the other side, the porter who was drinking tea with his back to the official road had already drawn a bronze broadsword from the flat shoulder before the white gas spilled by the boiling water had completely dispersed, and rushed to kill it, and the old man who made tea rushed out.

The two baskets of seedlings of the croppers carrying a load of peanut seedlings also flew up at the same time, and the flat pole smashed hard at the middle-aged man who was not smiling.

The direction in which the middle-aged man dodged the boiling water was also in front of the old woman who sold peaches, and the old woman pulled out a strange golden blade like half of a scissor out of nowhere and stabbed it at the back of the middle-aged man's heart.

The middle-aged man suddenly rushed forward and hit the green bamboo with a punch.

The green bamboo flat pole was split into countless bamboo strips, but inside was a black spear with many formations carved into it.

He grabbed the spear in his right hand and slammed it against the old woman's blade.

Then, with his left hand, he grabbed the long sword at his waist and slammed it into the broadsword as it was less than two feet from his chest.

The porter snorted, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the broadsword in his hand was not under his control, and smashed down against the chest of the old man who was making tea.

The middle-aged man raised his sword again and directly knocked the old man who was making tea out.

The old man not far from the old woman did not intervene, he let go of the wooden cart, bent his back slightly, and put his hands in his sleeves.

The young man stopped beside the old man, his eyes were calm, and his tone was calm, "Why?"

The old man smiled, "Kid, which one are you talking about?"

The boy didn't answer.

The old man said to himself, "I don't make a move because it's not interesting, after all, you are already a mountain person at such an age, and the adults around you will only cultivate higher, and it is very likely that the cultivation of the grandmaster will only be looking for death." ”

"As for why we came," the old man smiled, "it is not surprising that people die for money, and birds die for food." ”

The boy frowned and asked the same question, "Why?"

"I don't stop them because, we have nothing to do with each other, what does it matter to me whether we live or die?" the old man still wore his sleeves and smiled kindly.

The battle ended quickly, and Qi Shi stood silently behind the young man.

"You're the second person I hate. Ning Junxi was silent for a long time and said very seriously.

The old man shook his head, "What you have in your hand is my little granddaughter, if you like it, you can stay by your side and be a bed warmer, you will definitely not be ugly in the future." ”

The little girl's face turned white all of a sudden, and she looked at the old man in amazement.

Ning Junxi was even more stunned.

The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled kindly, "Girl, follow this young master in the future, and you won't have to suffer with me." ”

The little girl looked up at the boy sharply, her eyes showing hatred and hatred.

In the little girl's heart, it was this bad guy who harmed her grandfather and didn't want her.

Ning Junxi pursed his lips and let go of the little girl, "Uncle Qi, let's go." ”

Qi Shi was expressionless and followed.

The old man watched the two figures drift apart, sighed slightly, and did not breathe a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

The little girl bit her lip and looked up and asked, "Grandpa really wants Que'er to follow him?"

"Silly girl, that's to enjoy yourself. The old man touched the little girl's head and said with a smile.

The little girl pursed her mouth and said aggrievedly, "Don't go." ”

The old man burst out laughing.