For a city that did not rain much in the past, it was always annoying that unprepared rainstorms toppled plantains, crooked fences, leaked roofs, and wet goods that could not be transported.

The sycamore falls in this alley, which literally means that there are many sycamore trees planted in the dilapidated settlement.

In Changling, the dilapidated house is a collective term for small stall vendors, street vendors, tenants, helpers and even idlers who do not have their own farmhouses.

In addition to the fallen leaves swept by the wind and rain, there are also bubbles mixed with vegetable leaves and chicken manure floating in the puddles on the uneven bluestone pavement of the street.

The surface of his feet was already soaked, and Ding Ning, who was covered with mud and plaster, seemed to be a little anxious, but the Qiangong butter cloth umbrella in his hand was much better and heavier than the ordinary umbrellas on the market. This formed a great burden on him, and he had to change his hands on the umbrella and the oil bottle from time to time, and he had to prevent the umbrella from being blown aside by the wind and rain, so he couldn't move quickly.

The shops on the street in front of them were all hidden in the dim shadows of the rainstorm and the plane trees, and only a wordless cyan wine flag could be vaguely seen fluttering helplessly inside.

There are a few crude square tables in the hall of the street, and on the counter are coarse porcelain jars with peanuts, pickles and other snacks, and inside is the place where the restaurant uses sake brewing and the house where it lives.

Walking under the rain eaves of the wine shop, Ding Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, put away the heavy umbrella, shook his arms that were already a little sore, scraped the mud on the soles and uppers of his shoes on the threshold, and walked in.

The liquor shop was empty, and there was not a single drinker.

It's not that business is cold on weekdays, just look at the corners of the tables and chairs that are rounded and shiny by the sleeves, and you can know how many times these tables and chairs are rubbed in a day.

It's just that rich and elegant drinkers may not be in the mood to travel in this weather, and those who don't need elegance may be busy dealing with their leaky roofs in a sudden rainstorm.

"Can't you rub off the mud of your shoes on the stone steps outside, but on the threshold?" a visibly displeased woman's shout rang out from the inner courtyard, like a cold autumn wind, sweeping across the empty tables and chairs.

Ding Ning smiled nonchalantly, "Anyway, you don't want to do business well, even the original dozen basic brewing processes, you will casually subtract a few, and you are afraid that there will be more mud on the threshold?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of soft footsteps, and the curtain separating the inner courtyard was lifted.

"If I had known that there would be so many idlers in a liquor shop like this, I would never have listened to you. The cold voice of the woman who lifted the curtain contained a deep anger: "What's more, whether there is sludge at the door, this is a matter of personal feelings, and has nothing to do with business." ”

Ding Ning thought for a while and said seriously: "I can apologize for the part about my personal feelings, but what does it matter to me that the business is too good and there are too many idlers, just because you are too beautiful." Besides, it's safer to open a wine shop than if you wanted to live in Flower Street and Willow Lane at the beginning. When have you ever heard that a woman from a good family who has a decent life wants to take the initiative to join the flower building? Either she is a natural **baby, but ** baby is not selling her body, such an unusual... Are you a fool when you are the prisoner of heaven and the god of the capital?"

The woman didn't say anything more, because she knew that everything Ding Ning said was the truth.

Including the sentence that she is too beautiful.

The beauty of the vast majority of women comes from makeup and charm, most of them have particularly beautiful parts, or have a unique temperament, and even some women's facial features are not good-looking when viewed separately, but when they are put together, they give people an extraordinarily pleasing feeling.

But the woman standing quietly in the cold wine shop at this moment is not beautiful in every place.

Her facial features, posture and demeanor, whether you look at a certain part alone or all of them, are extremely beautiful.

Her age is not too young, but what is even worse is that she is just between youth and maturity, which is the existence of both charms, even if there is anger in her eyes at the moment, her expression is a little too cold, but she is wearing the most ordinary plain linen clothes, which gives people the feeling that they are too beautiful.

The ordinary linen clothes worn on her body were like the most beautiful and precious clothes in the world.

But anyone who sees this woman will believe that the kind of faceless face recorded in the books that is full of countries and cities and full of pink and colorless faces.

She just stood there coldly, dressed in the most ordinary clothes, but every part of her body seemed to glow, and she could stir the strings of the ape.

Her appearance is unusual, and her conversation with Ding Ning is also unusual.

Because on the preparation file of the Shendu Prison, her name is Changsun Qianxue, and her identity is Ding Ning's aunt, but no aunt will have such an atmosphere of confrontation with her nephew who depends on each other.

The liquor shop was quiet for a while, and it seemed cold.

Ding Ning's face became solemn, and he began to think back to the five Heavenly Supervisors who surrounded Zhao Qi's small courtyard, and when he thought of the small courtyard that turned into countless fragments in an instant, his clear eyes began to fill with many complicated meanings.

"Zhao was killed, and Ye Ce Leng came back. He whispered.

After a long period of silence, there was no place where the unbeautiful woman frowned slightly, and asked indifferently: "Ye Ce Leng is a one-man hand?"

Ding Ning guessed the woman's thoughts, and said seriously: "It's her alone, it's just that the formation formed by the five worshippers of the Heavenly Prison Division made Zhao Qi's vitality pour a lot into the sky, and Ye Celeng was also injured." ”

"She's injured?" said the eldest grandson, Qianxue, frowned slightly.

"I don't see the severity of the injury, but it's definitely an injury. Ding Ning looked at her eyes and said: "Ye Ce Leng was born in Tianyi Sword Pavilion, majoring in the Separation Water Divine Technique, in such a rainstorm, she is much stronger than usual, so although she killed Zhao Chop alone, since she was injured, it can only mean that her cultivation is actually not much different from Zhao Chop." ”

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, thought for a while, "That's the lower grade of the Seven Realms." ”

The tone of the conversation between her and Ding Ning at this time was already very calm, like ordinary small talk, but if those previous officials of the Divine Capital Prison could hear it, it would definitely be shocked to an unimaginable level.

Although dozens of cultivators appeared in that alley at once today, several of them were even shocked by a burst of cathartic vitality, unable to stand up, and looked extremely desolate, but on weekdays, any one of them could easily sweep more than ten such alleys in half a pillar of incense.

Only those who possess talents, circumstances, and unique physiques can step into the ranks of practitioners.

The word cultivation itself is an unattainable existence for ordinary people, and those who can cultivate to the Six Realms are destined to leave a strong mark in the history books of future generations.

Especially for immortals like the head of the night division, their origins and cultivation methods are all mysterious to the extreme, even the worship of the Heavenly Supervisor may not be clear, but for these two people, it doesn't seem to be a secret!

And if the plain clothed old man and the elegant young man on the corner tower could hear the conversation at this time, their hearts would definitely be even more shocked.

They were some of the most discerning people in the city, but if they could hear such a conversation, they would find that these two people had seen more clearly than they could in terms of cultivation!

A wind blew into the wine shop, blowing up the long hair of the eldest grandson Qianxue.

The woman who was not beautiful everywhere casually pulled her loose hair, and said in a serious and commanding tone: "You go and rinse it, and then go to bed and wait for me, and I will close the door." ”

Even Ding Ning was obviously stunned, and then his face was bitter: "Now... It's too early, isn't it?"

The eldest grandson Qianxue glanced at him and turned around indifferently: "Maybe the cold air of this rainstorm is a little too heavy, and my true yuan is a little unstable." ”

The relaxed look on Ding Ning's face disappeared, and he said solemnly: "This is a very important matter. ”