Xiao Feng's body froze as he was about to go out, his nose moving slightly.

"Daddy. ”

Xiao Feng turned his back to Xiao Xilou and shouted softly.

Xiao Xilou was also stunned, he didn't expect his son to leave today, and suddenly became so obedient.

This "Dad" touched the softness in his heart, and Xiao Xilou, who was usually dignified and solemn, had his eyes slightly moist at this time.

"Study hard, come back in the future, whether our Xiao family can revitalize depends on you. ”

"Yes. ”

After breakfast, Xiao Feng packed up his things, picked a good white horse in the house, and rode towards the heavenly capital.

Xiao Mansion is in the easternmost part of Nanjiang City, bordering the Tianshan Mountains in the north and a small village in the south. The west side is the Nanjiang River in the center of the city, and then go west, respectively, you have to pass through the West Market and the Barren Autumn Forest, the Barren Autumn Forest is connected with a canyon, and after the canyon is the boundary of the Tiandu.

What Xiao Feng was going to was the best mechanical academy on the Burning Sky Continent, named "Tiandu Academy" after the region. The young leaders of the entire Burning Sky Continent, and even the dragons and phoenixes among the people, will study here, and the students in them are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and their family forces are extraordinary.

As he rode on his white horse, he had something on his mind.

Since he absorbed the blood rain in the sky last night, it seemed that the whole person seemed to be a different person, his skills seemed to be more light and agile, and even some intermittent memory fragments were constantly flying into his mind.

"Stay... It seems to be a word. ”

Xiao Feng racked his brains to explore the string of characters in his brain, which obviously seemed to be deeply engraved in his brain, but it was so vague that no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see it clearly, so he could only vaguely guess the outline of the outline.

"Stay... Feeling... Sword... Swordsmanship?"

He was suddenly shocked in his heart, this sword technique was what he had seen in his dream! When the young man in white was fighting in the dome, the young man used this set of sword techniques!

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and peeked down, could it be that this set of swordsmanship was so coincidental by himself?

"In today's martial arts, no one can dodge this sword!"

A line of originally vague small words is sometimes clear in my mind, sometimes hazy, like seeing flowers in the fog. Looking down again, there is only a clearly visible word "line", followed by a word like "xia", and the rest can no longer be seen clearly, no matter how hard they try.

At this time, the horse's hooves gradually slowed down, and Xiao Feng looked around, only to see countless round gravel paved with a small path, with a winding path leading to a secluded path, and a small stream at the end of the road.

This is the river channel between the Tianshan Mountains and the Nanjiang River, and the water of the Nanjiang River flows into the river from the Tianshan Mountains along this river.

"I guess the horses are thirsty. Xiao Feng guessed.

He jumped off the horse and led the horse to the stream to drink water, and suddenly heard a mountain song in the distance. It seems to be coming from the lower reaches of the river.

"Once you have to serve the king's side, you don't see the jade face......"

Xiao Feng looked from afar along the river, and saw that in the depths of the reeds, there was a faint figure of a beautiful woman, dressed in white and snowy, and the dust was clean. She is also feeding her horses water. It was from her that the mountain ballad came.

"Recalling that the Xi Shi people did not ask, the raccoon yarn once went to this stream.

Once I had to serve the king's side, I didn't see the jade face and empty water......"

This is not Nanjiang's song, Xiao Feng seems to be familiar, thinking about it carefully, the first time he listened to it, it seems that his cousin in Yantang learned it from their Yantang Huansha girl, called "Huanxi Yarn".

The woman in white was amusing with the horses, splashing water and playing, singing songs, and laughing accompanied by the ding dong spring water, like a warbler and a swallow, endlessly.

Xiao Feng listened to this melodious song, his heart was indescribably happy, and after the horse drank enough water, he flew on the horse and rode along the path to the West Market.

About ten miles or so, Xiao Feng gradually walked from the mountain road to the stone road, and an exquisite bluestone road twisted and turned, leading to the West Market.

The West Market is noisy, and there are also people selling anything. Umbrellas sell sugar gourds, and those who set up stalls to sell jewelry, as well as restaurants, inns, rice shops, cloth shops, dance music workshops, blacksmith shops, etc.

Xiao Feng has been practicing swordsmanship at home for eight years, and he doesn't know anything about the changes outside, just like a child who has just stepped onto the street, seeing everything novel, and unconsciously burdening him more and more.

Seeing that it was getting late, he stayed in a restaurant with a plaque of "Taibai Building", threw the package, and went downstairs to eat with his sword.

The downstairs is crowded with people, and after a storm last night, there are a lot more guests today than usual.

Xiao Feng ordered three dishes, a pot of wine, and sat in a corner.

He planned to fill his stomach first, and then go back to the room to probe the vague memories.

The memories seemed to come from another person, who seemed to have been sleeping in their own body. It wasn't until last night when he was seriously injured and was about to die that the rain of blood that fell from the sky awakened this person's soul sense.

Could it be that this person is the young man in white in his dream?

Nine times out of ten, it's him!

The merciful swordsmanship is the name of the swordsmanship performed by the white-clothed young man in his dream on the top of the Shifang Mountain, and the sentence "In today's martial arts, no one can dodge this sword" is also the mantra of the young man.

The voice that kept telling himself in his dreams, "Don't learn weapons, but learn martial arts", is it also him?

Why did he stay in his own body again?

Xiao Feng fell into memory.

"Little Er, come to two coins of wine!"

A voice broke Xiao Feng's memory, and when he looked up, he saw that it was a swarthy young man in plain clothes.

"Guest officer, here!"

With Xiao Er's shouting, the wine was trotted up by him.

At this time, a bearded knife man sat opposite the swarthy young man, and when he saw the young man's dress, he was from the countryside, and he smiled, this kind of cheap wine, don't drink it in vain.

"Don't be afraid, boy. It's a newcomer, right? Uncle will accompany you for a drink?"

The swarthy boy didn't know what the swordsman meant, but he did, as he said, a newcomer. He used to be in the countryside and had never been in Nanjiang City, so he didn't dare to cause trouble, so he had to whisper: "Good, good, good, good." ”

He said four "good" words in a row, and a slight flush appeared on his dark cheeks.

Although Xiao Feng has been in retreat for many years, he has been alone in the world when he was a teenager, and he also knows a lot about human feelings. As soon as he saw the swordsman sit down, he knew that he was a drunken scoundrel.

"However, your uncle drinks a lot. Do you think we're all going to come with you to relieve your boredom, don't you give you any more time?" the bearded swordsman looked at the boy with a smirk.

Sure enough, this kid is going to be miserable.

Xiao Feng was silent, picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, and continued to watch the scene.

"Good, good, all the time, all the time. ”

The boy fell into the trap. He didn't look like a stammer, but in front of this swordsman, he was more like a stutter.

"Xiao Er, ten more jars of wine!" shouted at Xiao Er in the restaurant.

"Okay!" Before Xiao Er finished speaking, he brought up the wine and placed it on the table in front of the young man.

"Ahh

The young man shyly looked at the money bag in his arms, seeing that the wine that came up this time was worth a lot, and wondered if the money in the money bag could have some balance after inviting this person to drink.

Everyone in the restaurant laughed and said nothing, they naturally knew that these ten jars of wine were the most expensive wine in the store, and the young man's money bag was at most a dozen yuan, and I was afraid that a bowl might not be able to afford it.

But no one spoke, and everyone looked at the table with a smile to see how the young man would end up later.

Xiao Feng looked at the people in the restaurant and had already seen it. When he walked alone ten years ago, he could see it clearly.

Well, wait for me to solve the siege later!

Who lets, I'm a swordsman?

Xiao Feng craned his neck and drank all the wine in the yellow bowl.

"Poof!"

When a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl passed by the young man, she accidentally fell to the ground, knocked over a bowl of wine on the table, and splashed it on the young man.

"Eh, I'm sorry brother!"

The girl took out a handkerchief and hurriedly wiped it on the young man's wet clothes, the young man's cheeks became more and more red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no." ”

The girl apologized and left, and the knife man drank bowl after bowl, and the restaurant seemed to be calm again.

As if nothing had happened before, the whole restaurant was surprisingly quiet.

"Now things get interesting. Xiao Feng chuckled softly.

Until an exclamation suddenly came out, breaking the original calm in the restaurant.

"Oh yes, I've lost my money bag!"

It was the voice of the swarthy boy.

"Poof——!

With the first laughter, everyone finally couldn't help it, and there was a burst of laughter in the restaurant.

"Hahaha!"

"This stupid risk, I only found out now, I laughed to death!"

"Where did you come from, stupid boy, it's so stupid that the ancestral grave smokes. ”

"Hahahaha!"

It turned out that they had already discovered that the little girl had deliberately fallen down, and deliberately splashed the wine on the young man's body, and took away the small money bag while he was cleaning the young man's clothes. But no one said anything, no one picked out, just waited to see the joke of the young man when he came back to his senses later.

"You! you!" The swarthy boy said in a panic, "This is my mother's money for medicine!

The boy was so anxious that he couldn't help crying.

"Shut up Lao Tzu!"

Xiao Feng shouted, raised his sword and got up, looking coldly at the group of drinkers who were watching jokes. There was such a startled scolding in the restaurant, and it was a lot quieter, except for the wind outside the house, there was no other sound.

As he walked past the young man's wine table, he took out two ingots of silver from his bosom and arranged them on the table.

"One ingot is your wine money today, and one ingot will be taken back to buy medicine for your mother. As for the prescription, you wait, I'll go back!"

With that, he took three steps and two steps out of the door, chasing in the direction of the woman who stole the money.

The night is boundless, the moon is shining, and the occasional sparse sound of insects is heard in the distance.

Xiao Feng performed a peerless light skill, and after a while, the figure of the girl who stole the money was close in front of him, and he jumped and landed in front of the girl.

"That money bag is only a few pennies, it's not worth stealing it. ”

Xiao Feng looked at the girl in front of him coldly, approached step by step, and said sharply: "The prescription in the money bag is for life-saving, you want this prescription for nothing, if you don't want to die, hurry up and return it!"