It was the end of summer, and the heat had not subsided, so Wu Xing sorted out the things he needed and went down the mountain.

She bought a small courtyard next to the Jade Building, using the money that her husband gave her before, and she never had a chance to spend it.

The yard is not big, only one enters, she lives in a wing room, a room in the ear room to put books, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, piano and chess, I don't know if I don't move, I was shocked when I moved, it turned out that over the years, Mr. gave her so many things.

Wu Xing didn't buy anything in the kitchen, anyway, she didn't know how to cook, so she put the ashes there, because of the relationship between the previous Yulou, there were a bunch of merchants nearby, all kinds of façade stalls, merchants were endless, and the business was very good, now the Yulou people went to the empty building, and a layer of dust fell on the door, looking very depressed, but the street was still prosperous, very lively, without the slightest impact, but it seemed that the exquisite pavilion was more and more out of place.

What is missing, you can buy it just a few steps away, although it feels a little cold to live alone in the downtown at first, but more than a month, you will get used to it.

In the past month or so, Wu Xing seems to be a tireless machine, frantically marking every file she brought back with a completed red envelope, accumulating tasks for more than three months, and she has completed half of them in a month.

The last file was also marked with a red envelope, Wu Xing's heart was a little relaxed, it was about to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, which was also her birthday, maybe she could take this opportunity to rest for a few days.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wu Xing finally returned to the mountain, Peng Xueao had been waiting for her like the stars and the moon, and she was pulled to Wutong Garden before she could wash.

Wu Xing knew that this was not right, she could no longer be alone with Peng Xueao to avoid everyone, even if she was not injured, Fusheng Gu was quiet and peaceful.

But looking at Peng Xueyi's little face like Mr. Xiao and looking at her with watery cat eyes, she was shaken, anyway, in the Holy Sect, there should be no problem for a while, so she acquiesced.

Peng Xueao pulled her to tell her about her longing for a while, obviously she had only been separated for more than a month, and he said as if she hadn't seen her for several years, and let Wu Xing turn around, saying to see if she had grown taller.

Wu Xing is naturally taller, she is wearing a newly made black cloak with a lotus pattern on her body, white jade is worn on her forehead, and a soft and smooth green silk is meticulously tied behind her head, she purses her lips, her expression is indifferent, but she has a bit of a master's artistic conception.

It is true that she has made a breakthrough in this month and touched the threshold of a first-class master.

"That's good. Peng Xueao said with some envy, "I also want to go down the mountain with you." ”

Wu Xing is not worried that Peng Xueao will do what he says, because, "Mrs. won't let me." She elaborated lightly.

Peng Xueyi flattened her mouth, "Hmph, A-Niang is really, how old am I, and you still control me like this." ”

Not to mention that Peng Xueao is only seven years old now, no matter how old he is, in the eyes of the mother, he is easy to fall and touch, because the ambush he encountered at the gate of Yang'an City before, although he did not come to Peng Xueao, Peng Xueao was only a false alarm, and he was not injured, but Cheng Surou is now all soldiers, not to mention going down the mountain, even if he goes out of the gate of Wutong Garden, he has to carefully interrogate where to go and how long.

Under such circumstances, I'm afraid that if Peng Xueao wants to go down the mountain, he will have to wait at least until he is fifteen years later.

Fifteen years old, more than twice Peng Xueyi's current age, he naturally couldn't think of such a long-term place, but now he has a good idea, the glass-like cat's eye bones turned around, and he got inspiration from the assassination of the altar in Yang'an City.

"Ah Wu, you say, if I am like that princess and find a stand-in to stay in the mountains for me, how about I go out to play?" Peng Xueao asked with great interest, the more she thought about it, the more feasible she felt.

Wu Xing only thought it was ridiculous, she pretended to be a princess, that was based on the fact that the assassins and the people had never seen it, and they didn't know the princess, and now they are looking for someone to replace Peng Xueyi, he is a gentleman, they are all blind?

Wu Xing immediately rejected him, "This is impossible, Madame is so familiar with you, not to mention how difficult it is to bring people up the mountain, it is a successful replacement, Madame can see that something is wrong with a look." ”

Peng Xueao felt that this was a good idea, and he didn't run far, as long as he told Ah Niang that he was studying hard in the room, and as soon as the door was closed, the maids were driven away, and the stand-in helped him do his homework, Wu Xing took him to go up and down the mountain in half an hour, and then play for an hour or two and come back, more than enough time.

"No, you bring me a stand-in back, and I'll give him money!" Peng Xueyi said, opened his small vault, and followed Cheng Yanqiu out for a trip, I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing, so he established a sense of money, and he also felt that his family was very poor, and it was not easy to support so many people, so even if his wife did not give him money, he still secretly saved a few small silver ingots.

The flesh pinched the silver ingot in the purse, Peng Xueao reluctantly stuffed it to Wu Xing, and made a request, "It's about the same height as me, about the same age, and it has to be good-looking, but it can't be better than me!"

Wu Xing couldn't cry or laugh, pushed the silver back, and said firmly, "This won't work." ”

Peng Xueao glared at her with cat's eyes angrily, "This is an order! I have made you the hall master, and I refuse to help you with this little favor, hmph, you are the youngest hall master in the history of the Holy Sect!"

One of the standard rules of the subordinates, not to disobey the orders of the superiors.

Wu Xing was silent for a moment, and said with some embarrassment, "Okay." ”

But she didn't ask for Peng Xueao's silver, it was not easy for him to save some silver, and Wu Xing had money, besides, she had done so many tasks, all of them were honorarium, except for the Holy Sect to extract sixty percent, the rest was her own money, she didn't have anything to spend money on, so she casually saved a few thousand taels, Peng Xueao's few taels of silver compared to her, but a little shabby.

After satisfying Peng Xueyi's request, he became happy, and the cat's eyes smiled into a crooked crescent, "Ah Wu, then I'll wait for your good news! Let's go, let's go to the training ground to play!"

The training ground is a place where the disciples in the teaching concentrate on learning martial arts, in the past, when Wu Xing first came to Peng Xueao's side, his favorite place to come is here, at that time, the disciples were twelve or thirteen years old, but they were pressed to the ground by the seven-year-old Wu Xing, and swept the entire training ground invincible, Peng Xueao watched the battle from the sidelines, and his palms were red.

Now the disciples in the training ground have been changed in two batches, and the latest ones are similar to Peng Xueao's age, they are all seven or eight-year-old half-grown children, and the martial arts level of the half-hanger is naturally not as good as Peng Xueao's one-on-one eating small stove every day, he has good talents, his father teaches him, his mother supervises, and he uses the best exercises taught by the whole yin moon, so he naturally dominates, so that Peng Xueao also finds the fun of learning.

He proudly threw a little look at Wu Xing, signaled her to take a good look at his heroic posture, and called a familiar little boy to go down, the two of them come and go, but unfortunately the inside was exhausted halfway through, and before the winner was decided, he started hand-to-hand combat again, Peng Xueao stepped forward and pushed the opponent with a newly learned palm technique, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked back at Wu Xing proudly waiting for her praise.

The battle between the two was just a fist embroidered in Wu Xing's eyes, but she still looked at it very seriously, and said lightly to her face, "Ah Xue is very powerful." ”

Peng Xueyi smiled, "You were much more powerful than me when you were seven years old, and I don't know when I will be able to reach your level." ”

Ordinary people start at the age of six, and they can only enter the third-rate in ten years, and the worst of these disciples accepted by the Holy Sect are also talented in martial arts, and they can achieve the third-rate in six or seven years, be more stable, and be solid for one more year, and at the age of fourteen, they will be a qualified disciple of the Holy Sect.

But Wu Xing is different from them, she started at the age of four, although her talent is only middle and upper, but she is extremely diligent, and it is enough for others to practice for two hours a day, but she prefers to practice for six hours a day, which is three times that of others.

With Peng Xueao's qualifications, he may be faster than others, but he should never be able to catch up with Wu Xing.

Watching Peng Xueao play and compete with those disciples of the same age, Wu Xing's thin white lips were slightly curved, with a hint of a smile, but he was a little dazed in his heart.

In the past, Peng Xueao only had one friend of her, so she was reluctant to leave her, but now Peng Xuehuan has a lot of subordinates and friends of the same age, so she shouldn't care about her very much anymore.

This should be a good thing, but Wu Xing inexplicably felt a little sour in her heart, she only had one friend, Peng Xueao, should she be sad with this emotion?

After a few fights, Peng Xueao felt tired and returned to Wu Xing.

Wu Xing helped him wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then sent him back to Wutong Garden.

The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the process ceremony is the same as in previous years, but it is Wu Xing's turn to be a little embarrassed here, the disciples of the five halls have their own places, in previous years, she followed Song Ning to stay at the table in the cloud hall, and now she is the hall master of the day hall, naturally she has to come to the place of the day hall, the tables and chairs of the day hall have not been used for several years, and the day hall is now alone, one person occupies a table to eat, not to mention that she can't finish eating, she also feels lonely.

She remembered the news she had heard before, after the old sect leader went, the Ritang hall master of that generation also went not long after, the new sect leader took the throne and ignored everything, and did not appoint a new Ritang hall master, the Ritang disciples had been idle for several years, and they felt very bored, so in the past ten years, they either changed their relationships to other halls, or asked for a job sent abroad, so that there would be the current situation of Wu Xingguang Commander.

Wu Xing didn't feel particularly embarrassed, Peng Xueao couldn't stand it first, Wu Xing's Ritang Hall Master was personally appointed by him, how could he be so unreckless? The mellow cat's eyes glared at his father fiercely, causing the latter to laugh and touch his nose.

Peng Xueao has the confidence of a mystery, and firmly believes that Ritang will definitely grow stronger, Ah Wu is so powerful, how can no one surrender?

It's just that Ah Wu is still young at the moment, and when Ah Wu grows up, he will definitely beat all of them!

Thinking like this, Peng Xueao pulled Wu Xing into the inner hall of Qixiang Hall together, this is the first time Wu Xing has come in, on the round table in the inner hall, Peng Zeyang and Cheng Surou sit on the top left and right, the great elder Ku Wu sits at the bottom of Peng Zeyang, Cheng Yanqiu sits next to Cheng Surou, Peng Xueao moved a stool and put it next to him, so it became Peng Xueao next to the Great Elder, and Wu Xing next to Peng Xueao and Cheng Yanqiu.

When the Great Elder saw Wu Xing coming in, his face seemed a little uneasy, and he said lightly, "Didn't I tell Meng Xun to open the door of the Sun Hall this year and clean it for use." ”

Meng Xun is the hall master of the hall, and these things are indeed under his control, but the door of the hall is open and cleaned, but the tables and chairs have not been replaced, they are still ten years ago, and they are all old.

Wu Xing couldn't figure out if this was what Meng Xun meant, or what the Great Elder meant, anyway, neither of them liked her very much, Meng Xun knew that it was because of Xiaoman.

Why is the Great Elder?

There were elders on the table, Wu Xing didn't dare to speak, but Peng Xueyi was bold, "Ah Wu is the only one over there, what's the point, anyway, she doesn't eat much, and she won't grab it with me, so sit together!"

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the great elder didn't want to be angry with a child, so he hummed softly from his nostrils and stopped talking.

Peng Xueao had the upper hand, hehe smiled and put the dishes on the chopsticks table into the Wuxing bowl, and said, "Ah Wu, you taste this snow red, the chef is newly prepared, you have never eaten such a delicious dish in the mountain for more than a month!"

After the banquet, Wu Xing went back to Songyan Courtyard alone, the things in her room in Songyan Courtyard had almost been emptied, only a few clothes and bedding remained, and after this night, she went down the mountain again tomorrow morning.

And Peng Xueao, because he didn't look at it, let him steal a lot of wine, drunk and fell into Cheng Yanqiu's arms, and slammed his mouth in a daze, "Why does this taste different, I'll taste another cup, and I'll know if I taste another cup!"

The full moon of fifteen is cold and clear, pulling Wu Xing's shadow very long, she walked slowly on the road back to Songyan Courtyard, this road is not long, not short, not far or close, she has walked thousands of times in the past few years, every grass and tree on the road is so familiar and kind, she can imagine it when she closes her eyes.

The cold night breeze blows up the yellow fallen leaves, mixed with the sound of clothes rubbing against the sound of walking, but it is not Mr., Mr. is very light, and it is inevitable that he will be accustomed to light steps when walking.

Wu Xing looked back, but saw someone who surprised her.

The person who came was wearing a black cloak with water ripples, he had grown a lot taller than a few years ago, his figure was straight, but his face was a little haggard, he walked in front of Wu Xing and stopped, as if he had something to say to her, his lips squirmed and hesitated, "Ah Wu...... Martial arts master. ”

Wu Xing choked, she never thought that someone would use the title of Martial Hall Master to refer to herself, it sounded a little weird, she shook her head and said softly, "You still call me Ah Wu, what's wrong?"

Tang Feishuang has been decadent since the stronghold of Ronghua Town was slaughtered by the Dantu Lin family, and he asked himself to be on duty at the Heroic Soul Temple, the last time Wu Xing went to give Wei Yanchou incense, he also saw him, after a few years of precipitation, he seems to have come out of the shadow of losing his parents.