Seeing Wang Xin running around, Chen Yu shouted in a low voice, "Xin'er, come here." ”

Hearing this sister he liked quite a bit call him, Wang Xin was very happy in his heart, and ran towards Chen Yu in three steps and two steps.

But the careless child didn't expect that there was a broken branch on the way to Chen Yu, lying across the road.

Sure enough, when Wang Xin, who was forgetful, was running, his left foot was tripped by the severed branch, and he lost his balance for a while.

Seeing that Wang Xin was about to drop a dog and eat, Chen Yu stepped lightly on the muddy mountain road, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant and brought a gust of mountain wind, which made the trees on both sides of the mountain road rustle and shake off a few emerald green leaves.

She had already reached Wang Xin's side and held the child's body that was about to fall and not fall.

Wang Xin's face was still frightened, and it was obvious that the child had not yet recovered from this sudden situation.

Chen Yu squatted down and looked at the child patiently, Wang Xin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly hugged Chen Yu, and his little head rested on Chen Yu's neck. The woman's jet-black hair, like a starfall, exuded this fragrant fragrance and penetrated into Wang Xin's nose.

For this child, the aroma and the temperature of the sister in front of him slowly calmed his flustered mind.

The child seemed to see the woman who had taken him to sleep when he was three years old—the woman who had contracted a strange illness in order to give birth to him, his mother.

After a while, Chen Yu wanted to let go of the child, but Wang Xin held her dead and refused to let go.

The child snorted with a crying voice, "Sister Yu, I miss my mother's kiss." ”

As soon as he said this, Wang Xin's eyes could no longer stop, and a teardrop flowed down his immature cheeks and dripped onto Chen Yu's neck.

Since he was a child, Chen Yu has always grown up alone in Shiyin Town. She has carried too much on her body, and she has never been cared for by her father and mother - of course she can't. Because her father had died in the battle of demons twenty years ago. And her mother has long been crazy. If it weren't for the sake of saving her mother, why would she join forces with her titular "father" to set up such a net.

So Chen Yu didn't know how to comfort the eight-and-a-half-year-old child in front of him.

She could only hold him quietly. She thought that when the child had cried enough, she would calm down.

Suddenly, Chen Yu's heart was filled with a trace of bitterness and bitterness. At least when the child in front of him Wang Xin was thinking about his mother, he still had himself to rely on him, so that he could cry out all the tears in his heart, but what about her? In the past ten years, she has been in the northwest. In that little-known Qingyang Town, she played the role of Song Duanyu's good brother Shi during the day, so as to facilitate access to Song Duanyu's family, Zhang Zitang and Song Chunyao, and at night, she had to carefully lay out the next plan. When she is tired, when she is tired, when she misses her mother who is far away in Zhongdu, who does she have to lean on? Although her mother is crazy, a crazy woman, she is her mother after all. She hated, she hated that man. She hated why the man had abandoned her mother.

But the world is impermanent, and creation makes people. In the long time of more than ten years in Qingyang Town, although she had been prepared and knew that the young man was the son of the man and Song Chunyao, she could be accompanied day and night, in the play again and again, after all, she planted a seed of love in the deepest and most secret heart field in her heart.

In the midst of the complexity, the love was deep-rooted, and the heroes were admired in the red dust. That day in the Xuanwu Secret Collection, although the woman was wearing a black robe covering her head, when the young man, Song Duanyu, walked forward, the woman's heartbeat couldn't stop speeding up a little. The natural man saw that her pale and moon-like face was covered with layers of red glow. The cultivation realm, weapons, life experience, and sect of the people in the rivers and lakes present are all clear to Chen Yu - for example, Yang Bo, who has cultivated and understood the "Seven Dragons Falling into the Sea Array" at a young age, Huang Nianfan, who has practiced the "Huayuan Sword Technique" to perfection, for example, Zhao Shengxiao, the chief disciple of the contemporary disciples of Huizhou Zichi in his own camp, or Wen Kai, Zeng Tai and his ilk, these rivers and lakes in the northwest or the whole world, can become the best among them, and even like Zhao Shengxi, they may be able to become the giants of the rivers and lakes. But these people, in Chen Yu's eyes, are not heroes, and they don't deserve the word "hot-blooded". In the eyes of women, there is only one person who can be a "hot-blooded hero", and that is the clean young man Song Duanyu. So when Song Duanyu looked at her with blazing eyes, she couldn't help but dodge.

It was this dodge that allowed Song Duanyu to successfully remove the veil on her head that day.

"Sister Yu, Sister Yu", a childish cry came from Chen Yu's ears, and the woman felt as if someone was shaking her body.

Chen Yu retracted her thoughts, she didn't even notice it, and there were already a few tears slowly oozing out of the corners of her eyes.

Wang Xinzheng looked at the woman and said softly, "Sister Yu, why are you crying?"

The child's face seemed to be a little flustered, as if he was afraid that the big sister in front of him would leave him because she was angry.

Hearing Wang Xin's words, Chen Yu hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Children will naturally pay special attention to new things, and he clearly saw a young man embroidered on the woman's handkerchief. A young man dressed in white clothes, the young man had very bright eyes and a very handsome appearance.

Children don't hide their thoughts, nor do they hide their thoughts.

Wang Xin saw this handkerchief and hurriedly asked, "Sister Yu, who is this big brother?"

For some reason, after hearing this, Chen Yu put away his handkerchief in a little panic, touched Wang Xin's head, and said, "This is my sister's younger brother,"

Even Chen Yu didn't notice that his cheeks were already slightly red, as if he was drunk.

Wang Xin said, "That's Xin'er's brother, let my brother come to the villa to play with Xin'er in the future." ”

Chen Yu completely calmed down his state of mind and smiled slightly, "Okay." I'll take him to play with Xin'er in the future. ”

Wang Xin's chick nodded like a peck of rice and said, "Okay, okay." It's good to be able to come out with Sister Yu, and staying in Rock Villa doesn't suffocate my heart. ”

Chen Yu smiled slightly and said, "Xin'er, let's go down the mountain." When you get to the town mountain, I will give you sugar gourds to eat. ”

So, after this little episode, Chen Yu's previously heavy mood slowly relaxed.

She began to chant the songs of her hometown, and the children followed closely by Chen Yu's side.

The two came to the foot of the mountain, and there was a post station at the foot of the mountain, called "Nalan Station".

The post station here was specially set up by the Northwest government for the Panshi Villa, from which it can also be seen that the transcendent status of the Panshi Villa.

Outside Nalan Station, there was already a doorman in the village holding a black and red tall horse waiting for the two.

Chen Yu took Wang Xin's hand and walked outside the post station.

The doorman said respectfully, "Miss Chen, the horses are ready. ”

As he spoke, he took something out of his bosom—a roll of maps.

"This is the map to Shiyin Town, please keep it away from Miss Chen", the doorman took out another token from his pocket and said, "This is the old owner's stone order." The old farmer said, when Miss Chen arrives in the town, all the manpower dispatchers in Zhenshan can rely on this token to make a mission, and even the son can't influence Miss Chen. ”

At this moment, Chen Yu's face was quite cold, and he did not have the slightest embarrassment just now.

She took the token, nodded, and said softly, "It's hard work." ”

"Miss Chen is polite", the doorman arched his hand, handed the hemp rope to Chen Yu, and then turned back to the post station.

Chen Yu first bent down to pick up Wang Xin, put Wang Xin on the horse's back, and then turned over on the horse.

The sun had arrived at noon, and Chen Yu was holding Wang Xin and driving a horse through the woods.

Let's say that in the small ruined temple outside Shiyin Town, Song Duanyu slowly woke up.

Let's say that last night, the little girl who abandoned Xue took Song Duanyu and his party to find the blacksmith shop called "Tianyuan Pavilion".

It's just that by the time they got there, Tianyuan Pavilion was already closed.

The little girl knocked on the door and shouted into the house, but no one answered.

So, everyone decided to find a hotel to live in and come to this Tianyuan Pavilion tomorrow.

However, they walked the whole town, but they could not find a single inn to stay in.

The reason is the same, they all say that the inn is full.

Originally, Song Duanyu was still in a good mood. But after repeatedly finding the inn, he was rejected on the same grounds, and no matter how good his temper was, he couldn't help but get angry.

But Hu Zihao stopped him. As a master of the Dawu Four-Rank Half-Mountain Realm, Hu Zihao's perception of the surrounding environment is naturally much stronger than Song Duanyu's.

He told Song Duanyu that the owners of the inns were not lying. All the inns they searched were indeed full.

Everyone was helpless, so they had to be guided by the little girl and came to the ruined temple outside Shiyin Town.

This ruined temple originally had extremely strong incense, but because of a bandit, all the monks in the temple died. The temple has been abandoned ever since.

Before the little girl was arrested by the boy surnamed Zhao Huafu, she lived here.

Song Duanyu stretched his waist and stood up.

He looked around, and the wind and frost turned into white frost, and he was still asleep with the wind.

Hu Zihao and Xue Qi disappeared, and Song Duanyu was anxious.

At this time, Song Zhixuan was walking in from outside the temple.

Song Duanyu hurriedly ran over and asked, "Brother Zhixuan, have you ever seen that little girl and Brother Hu." ”

Song Zhixuan shook his head, "No, I just got up." I went to the mountains and picked some wild fruits. ”

I didn't expect Song Zhixuan to be so interested, and Song Duanyu didn't want to sweep him up, and said, "Brother Zhixuan is very interested, I'll go find Brother Hu and the little girl first." ”

As soon as Song Duanyu took a step on his front foot, he was pulled by Song Zhixuan,

Song Duanyu looked back at Song Zhixuan and asked, "Brother Zhixuan, what's wrong." ”

Song Zhixuan glanced at Song Duanyu matter-of-factly. He thought to himself, "I don't know if this little brother Song is really stupid or fake?

Song Duanyu looked at Song Zhixuan suspiciously.

Song Zhixuan said, "I remember that Uncle Zhang told you to go to the Tianyuan Pavilion Blacksmith Shop to pick up the thing he left behind. Yesterday, the situation that all the inns in Shiyin Town were full of guests was really unbelievable. In order to prevent others from taking the lead, you better go to the Tianyuan Pavilion quickly. ”

Song Duanyu listened to Song Zhixuan's words, pondered for a long time, and said, "Brother Zhixuan's words are reasonable, but Brother Hu and the little girl are ......."

Song Zhixuan chuckled, "It's okay, it's okay." Brother Hu's cultivation is a master of the Dawu Four-Rank Half-Step Mountain Peak Realm, and the people who can threaten him cannot be found in this northwest river and lake. Otherwise, I'll go find Brother Hu and the little girl. ”

Song Duanyu nodded, and hurriedly said, "Then thank you Brother Zhixuan." ”

Song Duanyu got out of the broken temple and entered Shiyin Town.

That day, the Yuan Pavilion was on Qingyuan Street, and it was still a rather hidden corner of the street. After Song Duanyu entered the town, he asked a few people in the town to find the blacksmith shop.

There is a plaque hanging in front of the blacksmith shop of this "Tianyuan Pavilion", and the plaque reads "Tianyuan two characters".

Looking at the decoration around the blacksmith shop, Song Duanyu couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. He seems to have never been to this place, and it doesn't seem to be like this when the little girl brought the so-called "Tianyuan Pavilion" yesterday.

A chill suddenly rose in Song Duanyu's heart, if the little girl didn't take them to Tianyuan Pavilion last night, what kind of place would it be?

When he returns, he must ask him about it clearly.

Song Duanyu retracted his mind and walked into Tianyuan Pavilion.

As soon as Song Duanyu walked into Tianyuan Pavilion, a small servant in a coarse cloth shirt greeted him.

The little guy smiled and said, "Guest officer, you want to order weapons, we have all eighteen kinds of weapons in our shop, and the guest officer can choose as much as he wants." ”

Song Duanyu looked at the little guy for a while and said, "Little brother, tell your shopkeeper to come out." ”

Hearing this, the little guy was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Duanyu. Looking at Song Duanyu's appearance, it seems that he is not a person with a prominent family background. If he hastily agrees to him, which makes the shopkeeper unhappy, he will have to deduct his wages for no reason.

So, he cleared his throat and said with a pleasant face, "Guest officer, the shopkeeper of my family usually doesn't see customers, but if you want to see customers, you have to make an appointment." ”

Song Duanyu didn't eat this little guy, but said, "I won't leave if I don't see your shopkeeper today." ”

When the little guy heard Song Duanyu's words, he was also angry, and said, "If you want to make trouble here, you have come to the wrong place." ”

This little guy seems to have regarded Song Duanyu as a guest who came to make trouble. Such guests are not absent on weekdays, and whenever they come to make trouble, they are sent away with a stick.

Song Duanyu saw that the little guy had misunderstood him, and he didn't bother to explain for a while, so he shouted to the inner hall of the shop, "Zitang asks for a sword and a green bamboo!"

The little guy was shocked, and hurriedly shouted, "Why are you crazy?"

His heart was very frightened, if the shopkeeper's daytime dreams were disturbed by this rude guest, he would not be able to eat and walk around.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard in the hall.

An old man with white hair and a wrinkled face walked out on crutches.

When the little guy saw the old man, his face changed drastically. This person was none other than the treasurer of their Tianyuan Pavilion, Bai Zhongxian.

The little guy hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Shopkeeper, this scoundrel is too unreasonable, he has to shout to see you, how dare the kid let him disturb your dreams, but who knows that he ......"

Before the little girl could finish speaking, a crisp sound sounded in the hall.

I saw that the old man had an angry face, and he slapped the little man in the face fiercely, and scolded angrily, "Do you know that your rude boy almost made me lose a nobleman." I haven't rolled into the back hall to think about it. ”

Where did the little guy think that the old man was so angry, and hurriedly ran to the back hall with a cower.

After the little guy left, the old man said with a smile on his face, "Old decay Bai Zhongxian, dare to ask if you are the descendant of Zitang Sword Immortal?"

When Song Duanyu heard this, he was stunned, and thought in his heart, "Could it be that this old man is talking about Uncle Zhang when he says Zitang Sword Immortal?"

Seeing that Song Duanyu didn't speak, the old man was not annoyed, and asked softly, "Dare to ask Gongzi's surname?"

Song Duanyu said, "My surname is Song. ”

Now the old man wondered.

"That Zitang Sword Immortal is obviously surnamed Zhang, how can this young man be surnamed Song", Bai Zhongxian wondered.

He looked at Song Duanyu with a hint of vigilance and suspicion in his eyes.

Song Duanyu hurriedly explained, "The Zitang Sword Immortal that the old man said is my uncle. ”

The old man hurriedly said, "I see. It's just that apart from that sentence, does Childe have any other credentials?"

Song Duanyu thought about it, he took off half a foot of snow from his waist, handed it to Bai Zhongxian, and said, "Old man has seen this knife?"

Bai Zhongxian took the knife and looked at it carefully.

Two rays of light shot out of his cloudy eyes in his deep eye sockets.

He Bai Zhongxian had seen this knife.

I remember the last time I saw that Zitang Sword Immortal, in addition to wearing a green bamboo sword at his waist, that Sword Immortal also held a short knife in his hand.

The style of the short knife is even similar to the knife in front of him.

Bai Zhongxian slowly raised his head, looked at Song Duanyu, and said, "Can the old man take out this knife and take a look?"

Song Duanyu nodded, "Uncle, please." ”

Bai Zhongxian pulled half a foot of snow out of the scabbard.

The snow-white blade shone in the light coming in from the window.

Bai Zhongxian returned half a foot of snow to Song Duanyu and said, "Xiaoyou must be the descendant of Zitang Sword Immortal, he was old and suspicious before, and I ask Xiaoyou not to talk about this matter in my heart." ”

Song Duanyu said with a smile, "The old man is also heavy." ”

He settled down and said, "Uncle Zhang asked me to come to my uncle's shop this time to pick up the ......."

Before Song Duanyu could finish speaking, the old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyou, although my Tianyuan Pavilion is in the most remote place on Qingyuan Street, the town has not been peaceful recently. Why don't you go to the hall and talk?"

Song Duanyu nodded, "Okay." The old man has a heart. ”