Xia Yubing took her lifelong monk and Zhou Sheng back to the place where she used to live in Los Angeles, this is a very dilapidated small house, still in the outermost part of Los Angeles, it is hard to imagine that Xia Yubing has the public office of the Los Angeles Yamen, and even she herself said that she has a sum of savings - but unfortunately she is a lowly person, so it is difficult for her to have her own property in Los Angeles, even if it is the title deed, she is not worthy of writing her name.

Now that she's back, this place is so remote that no one else has lived in it for so long, and at the same time she still has to negotiate with the somewhat mean old man, although her things have been kept for her, but she must pay off the money that has not been paid during this time, or she will not be able to enter this broken wooden door.

It was tattered, even a little dirty, and there were only a few things in the whole room, including a bed, and even a wooden stake for martial arts training, which was all in Xia Yubing's house.

"Actually, my family was also a famous family before, after all, the surname Xia is rare, right, because it is a famous family, so I don't communicate with the outside world very much - probably for this reason, I thought about it myself. Xia Yubing may be the first time to bring people home, or maybe she feels that her home is really a little cold, no matter what, she has a lot of words.

"Naturally, otherwise you wouldn't have practiced martial arts. "A monk has always been so empathetic all his life, at least he can continue to speak, and although Zhou Sheng can understand the embarrassment in Xia Yubing's heart when he said this.

"I learned martial arts at the age of eight, and I succeeded in four years, and then I became a lowly member, and I don't really know why. Xia Yubing sighed: "But so many years have passed. Xia Yubing sat on a creaky wooden stool, looking at the quilt that was sewn and mended, a little distracted.

She is very beautiful, Zhou Sheng feels that this Sister Xia is better looking than those beauties in the restaurant, but she wears official clothes all day long, and her hair is only coiled up so that she can act quickly, and she never applies fat powder on her face, so that Xia Yubing will not be particularly eye-catching, but now when she sighs, even a lifelong monk has recited a Buddha name, as for what the lifelong monk thinks in his heart, no one knows.

No one broke the silence.

Xia Yubing stared at the wooden bed: "I have lived in this house for ......"

Just as she was about to speak, the wall of the wooden house in front of her was already shattered, and then a person flew in, this person flew so fast that Xia Yubing and the others did not react, seeing that this person crashed into the wooden bed, and the wooden bed was also shattered like the wall, this person could still continue what was just said in the house.

"How many years have you lived, five years and ten years?" This person is Tang Qian, he definitely didn't want to come in by himself, but was thrown in.

The person who threw him in was a very old master, a scholar who looked weak and would soon be blown down by the wind.

"The end of summer, the beginning of autumn, is really suitable for killing, even if you are a scholar, you will like to kill. The man spoke very slowly and logically, and his voice was old, but word by word, it was as if he were reciting some ancient work.

"You're so sour, I really can't tell if you're a reader. Tang Qian was still in the mood to reply to him, his clothes were covered with dust, it seemed that this was definitely not the first time he had been thrown out by the person in front of him.

Before tea time.

Tang Qian had already walked to Xia Yubing and what he said about her residence, Tang Qian couldn't help but sigh, this Los Angeles looks quite peaceful, and the people are also very interesting, looking at the shopkeeper Li just now, he even thought about how to continue to add material to his whitewashed hero image in the end, Tang Qian actually felt that this person was quite cute.

So walking and walking, Tang Qian still hummed two small songs with interest, when things were still going well, people were always happy, and then it was very simple, he was going to go to the shopkeeper Li's restaurant to do it, and he went to the Baili Restaurant that he hadn't even entered, and if he had time, he could also try the famous dish thyme that Shopkeeper Li protected like the root of life.

When I saw Liu Taishou, I asked for a guide.

In Xia Yubing's opinion, it is the most impossible to ask for a guide with Liu Taishou.

After all, Liu Taishou gave her a sword before.

In Tang Qian's view, it is the most likely to lead the way.

After all, Liu Taishou didn't think about giving himself a sword.

Liu Taishou is not just a Taishou, but also a monk, if it is a monk, some people say that Tang Qian can make a bid, and then get the road guide, and then they can continue to think about walking in the capital.

Here's the idea.

When Tang Qian was humming, he passed by a rickety and thin old man, who was dressed in a scribe's suit, looking like a scholar, and he muttered: "Little brother has walked a lot." ”

Tang Qian was a little strange: "What do you mean that there are many roads?"

"The little brother is humming a song from Zhongzhou, but he is using a word card from Yunzhou. The old man said: "And the wording has some of his own opinions, which makes the artistic conception of the whole piece more far-reaching after listening to it." The old man chattered, and it seemed that he was ready to carefully study what Tang Qian sang casually.

Tang Qian felt interesting: "How many words did the old gentleman listen to me?"

"It's not just three or five sentences, you start humming from the side of the Luohe Bridge, all the way to this Jinhua Lane, I can listen to it completely, the little brother has some literary talents, and he is a person with real talent and learning. ”

Tang Qian's face changed, because he had never found that such a person was following him.

The old man continued: "Besides, little brother, you may still have one thing you haven't figured out, that is, even if you figure out where to find Taishou, Taishou will not agree to help you." ”

"Why?"

"You're probably not sure what you're involved in. The old man was slowly, and he was actually phrasing, very seriously: "This matter is already more troublesome than your personal curiosity, far beyond your imagination." ”

"I never thought that one day I would really have to get a slip from your family in order to go to the capital of the city. Tang Qian's body leaned forward slightly, and his action was to better draw his sword.

"It's for the guide. The old man showed a mouthful of misaligned yellow teeth, and then smiled: "Now that you have determined what you want, you can go directly to your ultimate goal." ”

"Eventually?" Tang Qian always felt that he should have drawn his sword at this time, but he didn't know where this feeling came from, it was a very dangerous feeling.

Tang Qian didn't draw his sword, he already regretted it in the next moment, because the old man reached Tang Qian's body at an incredible speed, and then with his already shriveled hand, Tang Qian flew out with just one punch, Tang Qian fell to the ground, and before he could react, the second punch arrived again.

"The final place is, of course, to die, and I heard that you want to go to Xudu, and I have a faster way. The old man's smile was very much like that of a scholar.