Chapter Ninety-One: A Pot of Tea
Returning from the desert, Rong'er went to Youzhou Wei Mansion, Chen talked about the situation, and looked at Xiao Jingxian.
Back at the house, Chu Yanbai knew about his son's situation, beckoned Rong'er to him, asked about his brother's situation, and also touched the tips of his daughter's green hair to comfort him.
There were two friends from the rivers and lakes in the house, and in the past few days, my father was busy dispensing and decocting medicines to help diagnose and treat.
Chu Rong'er went to the pharmacy to help during the day, and practiced swordsmanship at night, and practiced the mental techniques taught by the Lingzen monk to be proficient, and the sword qi condensed by Chengshuang was pure and flexible.
After she was free, she would climb on the table in front of the window, knock her brain on the table, look at the full moon in a daze, take off the colorful shark bead necklace around her neck, and put it in the palm of her hand to watch.
At that time, the grass was still withered and yellow, and the river was frozen, and in a blink of an eye, the sycamores in this courtyard were already thick and green. ”
A scene flashed in his mind, running like the wind and crashing into his arms.
"Hehe, ...... at that time," Chu Rong'er smiled lightly.
In Linghu Mansion, after Jinyun freshened up, he took off his outer skirt, lay on the bed and looked at the curtain, waited quietly for an hour, looked at the flickering candle flame, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.
This night, Ling Huyuan did not go into the house to stay.
Three days later, a group of officers and soldiers on horseback rushed on the official road and galloped away in the direction of Linghu Mansion.
Chu Rong'er went out of the mansion and went to the teahouse in the town to listen to the rivers and lakes of the storyteller.
One person, one table, one ruler.
A chair, a pot, a folding fan.
The storyteller poured a cup of steaming hot tea, took a sip, rubbed the folding fan, patted the ruler wood, and began to get to the point.
It is said that in the five directions of the world, the Confucian saint of Tai Ruzhou ascended the Qianyuan Mountain to understand the avenue, engraved the book, and said that the self-cultivation of the Qi family and the peace of the country to govern the world of the university question, educate the world, so that the widows, widows, lonely and sick can be raised, the people of the world of benevolence, righteousness and courtesy, and the people of the world ruled by Confucianism......
Chu Rong'er listened heartily, clapped her hands and applauded on the seat, and a group of black-clothed people rushed out of the small pavilion of the teahouse with knives and rushed towards her.
She immediately pressed the cream on the table, pinched it in her hand, broke out of the window, and landed on the street. There are many idlers and visitors in the teahouse, and once the sword is drawn, it is a scene of blood splashing on the head, hurting the innocent.
A group of thieves, why be afraid!
A sword, enough!
Chu Rong'er bypassed a laneway and leaned in the direction of Chu Mansion as soon as possible.
"Whoa.....
A broken net flew from the corner of a side building, and she flew up to the wall of the building step by step, avoiding the broken net.
Under the night moon, a group of swaying figures came from the alleyway in front of them, chasing and intercepting them.
A group of black-clothed people came around, Chu Rong'er held the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword slashed the blue brick road on the ground.
"Where did the thief come from?" Chu Rong'er shouted angrily.
"Brothers, come on!"
A group of men in black nodded violently, flipped their scabbards, showed their blades, and took a step forward, slashing at her fiercely.
Chu Rong'er held the sword with both hands, one sword held the blades of the five people, raised the sword sideways, and the sword cut through the black clothes on the chests of the five people.
"Damn, I'm wearing soft armor!" Chu Rong'er scolded in her heart, exerted her right foot, flew across, and kicked over a man in black.
The three black-clothed men who took the lead changed their directions, stabbing out three sword shadows from the oblique side, and a burst of sand and dust rose around them, sword lights and sword shadows, and a murderous aura filled the entire building alley.
Chu Rong'er drove the force in her body to roll up the clear frost, a sword rubbing move, and as soon as the knife was sent, the flat knife swept right on the throat of another thief, and the blood flowed down, making the black clothes darker.
Ten men in black surrounded and killed, she stabbed two swords, cut two cuts in the neck, and the blade that fell on the chest and abdomen only cut through the coat, and the man in black slashed it again.
Murderous and embroiled in a chaotic battle.
If it was consumed like this, her strength was damaged, and her physical strength was exhausted, Chu Rong'er turned around and swung out a sky-splitting sword qi, and the sword intent swept in all directions, forcing it away.
These beasts turned out to be martial arts sword cultivators, blocking hundreds of earth-scrolling sword rays.
The big thing was not good, Chu Rong'er flew out of the cream and pierced the throats of the three people, and a sword skewered three.
The stealth flashed out, and with a punch, a whirlpool wind swept away the encirclement of the black-clothed man, grabbed Chengshuang, jumped to the corner of the wall, and jumped out of the encirclement.
Suddenly, several crossbow arrows flew in, and she blocked dozens with her sword, but one of them slashed through her upper arm and began to ache faintly.
Raising his sword and wanting to split out the sword qi, a black shadow was slashed behind his back, a crossbow was added, and a knife was forced on the top of his head.
Chu Rong'er knelt on the ground in a lunge, and the blade shot white light in front of her eyebrows.
Dozens of knives rested around the neck.
The man in black looked up and smiled.
"Tie me up, go and ask for a reward. ”