Dongyang Mansion is located in a subtle place, it is the intersection of Linjiang, Sanlong, and Prisoner Toad, a walk along the Longjiang River is even more across the east and west, the wine shop has always been mixed, and the teahouse is mostly a gathering place for local scribes, which is much more elegant than the wine shop.

The four of them entered the teahouse and went straight to the second floor.

On the first floor, there are mostly Confucian talents in shabby clothes, and on the second floor, you can see the son who is really graceful, of course, compared with the robe of Qingyun Academy, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

Therefore, the people on the second floor glanced at the young woman whose face could only be regarded as delicate, intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman wore a cyan moire shirt, and her black hair was tied up with a cyan sword hairpin, even if she was just sitting there, the whole person exuded a sharp edge, which made people awe-inspired.

She put a cyan long sword in her hand, and the word Erya was engraved on the hilt, which was elegantly shaped, which was given by the master of Yan from Qingyun Academy, and was intended to persuade herself to be restrained and sharp.

Yifeng and the four of them quickly went upstairs, ignoring the curious or surprised gazes of the people upstairs, and sat down directly, Yao Jingcheng sat on Yao Suyu's side, and Yifeng sat directly opposite Yao Suyu.

Yao Suyu looked up, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and the cold and determined aura of the whole person became more and more obvious, so that the people on the second floor couldn't help but breathe lightly.

Yifeng was calm under this aggressive aura, rolled up his sleeves and poured himself a cup of tea, and nodded slightly at the person opposite.

It's just that these few unhurried actions are like the wind blowing on the face, and the cold atmosphere in the teahouse is like ice and snow dissipating, and it suddenly eases up a lot.

Yao Xuyu frowned slightly, nodded lightly after a few breaths, retracted his gaze, and said in a light voice, "Take it out." ”

"What?" Yao Jingcheng blinked, pretending to be confused.

Yao Suyu glanced at it squintly, but he didn't speak, but that look made most people in the world feel like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Han Gengxin and Han Qingyisi, who originally accepted Yao Suyu into Qingyun, privately used 'all the world's scholars bend their waists' to evaluate this half apprentice, not only talking about Yao Xuyu's talent, but also about being a person.

This is a person who is sharper than most people in the world who use swords, even if he doesn't use a sword.

Even Yao Jingcheng couldn't stand his eldest sister looking at him like this, and he had goosebumps, so he didn't want to touch the Xiaoding in his arms and put it on the table, "Huh." ”

Yao Xuyu reached out and took it, looked at it twice, and then put it into the wide cuffs, but bowed his head slightly to the young man opposite, "Thank you." ”

Yao Jingcheng was suddenly incredulous, and his eyes widened.

Yifeng didn't change his expression at all, took a sip of tea, and shook his head slightly, "It's a matter of raising your hands." ”

"September Treasure, you can go up to the fourth floor. Yao Xuyu pondered.

Yifeng shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle Yu, let's go." ”

Yao Xuyu frowned slightly, "What do you want?"

"Below the sixth floor, there was nothing I wanted. Yifeng glanced at Yao Jingcheng, "Farewell!"

Yao Xuyu frowned.

"Hey, let's go!" Yao Jingcheng wanted to chase.

"Come back!" Yao Xuyu scolded, "Sit down!"

Yao Jingcheng had no choice but to stop, and was a little sneering, "Eldest sister." ”

Yao Suyu glanced at him lightly, "When will you go back?"

Yao Jingcheng shook his eldest sister's hand with a hippie smile, "Eldest sister has been traveling all the way, where did she come from?"

"Don't be poor. Yao Suyu snorted lightly, "I'll go all the way back with you, don't be careful." ”

"Eldest sister doesn't just want to join me, right?" asked Yao Jingcheng with some caution.

Yao Suyu looked up at him

"What do you want to ask?"

"Did you already know ......" Yao Jingcheng glanced at Yao Xuyu's sleeves, and his expression became more and more cautious.

"This tripod was given by him. Yao Suyu said lightly, "It has nothing to do with you." ”

Yao Jingcheng's eyes widened, "I bought it!"

"Let's go!" Yao Suyu took a sip of tea, picked up 'Erya', and turned downstairs.

"Hey, let's go?" Yao Jingcheng was stunned and hurriedly chased out.

......

The rain hits the eaves, and I don't know when the night is.

In the void of the sky, the first light rain fell, and it was still dripping outside the window until the middle of the night.

Ning Junxi sat at the newly added table a year ago, with the orange candle flame, twisting the pages of the book and flipping through it, pausing from time to time, frowning and thinking.

Someone brought tea aside and whispered, "It's late at night, don't burn your eyes." ”

This person is a strange mother-in-law in that dark space, brought by Li Qiubai today, let him follow Ning Junxi in the future, Ning Junxi did not ask, nodded and answered.

It was also on this day that Qi Sixian moved from Ning Junxi's house to Lin Xiao's room.

Ning Junxi turned another page, and saw that it was the end of the article, so he wrote down the number of pages in his heart, closed the book, took a sip of tea, and said, "How many changes?"

"Second watch. The person behind him wore a silver mask, covering his face, his back was slightly bent, like an old man with a sixtieth appearance, and he bowed his head slightly and replied.

"Oh. Ning Junxi closed her eyes and rubbed her eyebrows, and said softly, "Mother-in-law will go to sleep first, and I will go to sleep after making a score, it won't take much time." ”

The latter stood still.

Ning Junxi knocked his head with his fingers, and didn't care about her, he got up and walked to the chess table in front of the window, took the black and white pieces on the chessboard, and casually placed a simple score, and then added and subtracted, and after a while, the chess game became unpredictable.

He has been falling, twisting, playing chess, and talking with himself. After all, everyone in the void cave has something, in the past, Uncle Xiao Qi only frowned no matter how he made trouble, but now it is impossible for anyone to accompany Ning Jun to talk about it.

Single-mindedness and dual-use are always much more painstaking than talking with others, and the chess game is gradually surging, and Ning Jun regrets that he doesn't care about the passage of time, but frowns lightly and groans.

When the chess game was nearing the end, Ning Jun woke up suddenly, the rain under the eaves had stopped, and through the half-covered window, the moonlight poured into a corner, and it was already nearly five watches.

He turned his head to look behind him, and saw that the person behind him was still standing like a statue, slightly apologetic, "I'm sorry, I forgot the time." ”

The man shook his head slightly, and sat on his knees beside Ning Junxi, "Does the young master often forget the hour?"

"In the future, if I forget the time again, my mother-in-law doesn't have to wait for me, I have nothing to do during the day, but you don't. Ning Junxi lowered his head to review the chess game, put them into the chess box one by one, paused, and added, "You don't have to be so restrained, be casual in private, after all, you may have to follow me for a short time in the future." ”

The man looked up at Ning Junxi, his expression a little stunned.

Ning Junxi noticed it and turned his head to look over, "Huh?"

The man hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding Ning Junxi's gaze, and said in a hurry, "Hmm." ”

"You go," Ning Junxi retracted his gaze and continued to review, "The things in that room may be simpler, if there is something missing, tell me tomorrow morning, and I will buy it for you." ”

"Hmm. The man answered again, and after tidying up in the room for a while, he pushed the door open.

Ning Junxi was a little absent-minded, put the black and white pieces in the wrong box several times, and it took a long time to pick up the black and white pieces on the chessboard in order, collect the chess box, and walk to the table

Before, seeing a new cup of tea added to the table, he was stunned for a moment and sighed softly.

Then, he sat down at the table, opened the drawer, and took out a small cyan sword, held it in his hand, and was stunned.

Before, he didn't want to look at this sword, and he didn't want to look at it, thinking that he could deceive himself in this way.

But now, even Uncle Xiao Qi's house is inhabited, what should he use to convince himself?

He gripped the sword until blood spilled between his fingers, and suddenly came back to his senses, smiling bitterly.

He spread out his palm, and a wisp of cyan sword qi on the tip of his fingers swept like a green snake, and suddenly burrowed into the cyan sword.

Little Sword let out a soft groan.

The originally dull sword gradually shone brightly, and the cyan sword qi seemed to be silk, and the cocoons swept out of the small sword, and the wisps of them drilled into Ning Jun's eyebrows.

Ning Junxi's face gradually turned pale.

Finally, the little sword let out a soft groan again, turning into a streamer of light and disappearing into Ning Jun's eyebrows.

Ning Junxi's face turned pale and closed his eyes.

He knew that Uncle Xiao Qi would never come back.

......

The fog rises and the morning dawn is near, and the wind blows and falls.

The cold light broke the water and the water flowed more, and the sword qi burst into the water.

The dawn comes, the sword intent is converged, a single person and a sword, and the single shadow is only returned.

......

In the early morning, the breeze dispersed the fog, and the fine and dense water vapor was on the chess table, and a thin layer of water dew was damp.

Finally, there was one more piece on the table, and the dew soaked the corners and was slightly damp.

Tang Wanqing came down from the bamboo building, was stunned, subconsciously lightened her steps, and trotted in the direction of the painting bridge.

Ning Junxi sat quietly at the chess table, with a white piece in his hand, looked at the chessboard in a daze, and fell under the sunspot.

The number of pieces on the chessboard gradually increased, and the dragon and tiger gathered momentum and competed with each other.

One son does not move, and the other watches quietly.

Ning Jun regretted that he no longer fell, and he didn't put away the black and white children, shook off his clothes soaked in the morning dew, and went to his room.

After a while, the old man in the blue shirt came out of the bamboo building, sat at the chess table for a long time, sighed melancholy, and walked to the painting bridge with his sleeves.

After a while, the chimney on the roof of Li Qiubai's pharmacy was slanted up, and the fire in the pharmacy had been lit, and the old man got up and started to get busy.

The morning sun in the east cast a golden glow, and several people in the bamboo building gradually got up and went downstairs to prepare for dinner.

Several young people got together to laugh, and noticed that Ning Junxi hadn't come down yet, so they discussed going to shout together, but they were intercepted by the people who came out yesterday halfway, so that they could only go back the same way.

Li Liu'er noticed a game of leftover chess on the chess table, and smiled and guessed that Ning Jun regretted that he forgot to collect it yesterday, so he wanted to help collect it, so he could wait for some good and obedient words, but Li Chan smiled and pulled him, saying that he couldn't accept it, so the little girl began to pout, looking aggrieved.

It didn't take long for Li Qiubai to cook the noodles and bring them out, Li Chan and Wang Yan were responsible for giving them to a few children, and after a while, they were all about the same, and several young people were muttering while eating noodles, and they were all doubtful in their hearts, what was going on with Ning Jun cherishing this kid.

The meal was eaten in an eerie atmosphere, but it was also eaten quickly, and no one noticed that the old man in the green shirt, who liked to wander around, did not come to eat.

Tang Wanqing and Wang Yan quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and several people quickly went their separate ways.

After several people dispersed, Li Qiubai, who was idle, washed his hands and sat in front of the game of chess.

Then, he twisted a sunspot and landed on the chessboard.

There is a sound of falling.