For several days, the two of them spent time in this family's house, Ning Buer's injuries had gradually improved, and it shouldn't be long before they could get out of here.

As for why Ning Buer assassinated Zhou Ziheng, Guo Xiaojiu has not yet found the right time to ask, after Cui'er's little girl and Ning Buer got acquainted, the two were tired of being together almost every day, and even Ning Buer had driven Guo Xiaojiu out of the house.

Guo Xiaojiu naturally dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, he went to a big locust tree in the town every day these days to watch an old blacksmith make iron, at first he just watched, and then he gradually had a verbal conversation with the old blacksmith, and occasionally helped the old blacksmith swing a few hammers.

The old blacksmith said that when he was young, he was an urgent pioneer under the god general Pei Min, and the urgent information of each major war was delivered by them, but unfortunately before a big battle with the Turkic army, the news was not transmitted back in time, and then the old blacksmith refused to say much about the aftermath.

Later, I listened to Cui'er's father tell the story of the old blacksmith, when a Turkic cavalry battalion slaughtered a border village, and even a three-year-old child was not spared, and they collided with the Turkic cavalry in a small group of scouts.

The result was obvious, only two of their small team survived, and one of them was the old blacksmith.

Although most of them died in that village, each of them was strong enough to become a squad, and I heard that the old blacksmith killed seven Turkic cavalrymen in that battle.

Later, the old blacksmith did not go to the front again, and a good scout became a firehead until he returned to the town.

The old blacksmith was afraid that the people of the town would look down on him, and never talked about these things to anyone, and perhaps he took it as some shame, after all, he survived.

After knowing the ins and outs of the matter, Guo Xiaojiu's heart was full of admiration, after all, he was once the one who dared to draw a sword in the face of a Turkic cavalry battalion. Perhaps after that war, the old blacksmith's heart had been buried in that village with those brothers.

In the days that followed, Guo Xiaojiu would make some sake for the old blacksmith every day, pestering him to tell more stories about the border.

Since about noon yesterday, it has been raining lightly in the town, and Guo Xiaojiu can only accompany Ning Buer and Cui'er around the house.

He lay on the chaise longue, the empty scabbard still on his back, but the saber at his waist was standing aside.

Cui'er was called away by her mother, as if to help clean up the clutter in the yard.

Ning Buer walked to the window and looked into the courtyard through the rain.

"Hey, fairy, where are we going when the rain stops?" Guo Xiaojiu squinted his eyes and looked at Ning Buer's somewhat lonely back.

Ning Buer's shoulders trembled slightly, and she turned her head, even if her brows furrowed slightly, she was still extremely beautiful.

"When the time comes, you can go about your business and don't follow me anymore. Ning Buer's tone was a little cold, and her elegance was broken by Guo Xiaojiu's words.

"I'm curious, why did you, one of the best people in the Daomen, come all the way to this shabby place, and you also have a feud with the Luoyang Palace?" Guo Xiaojiu asked the doubts in his heart.

"My business has nothing to do with you, don't ask, don't know, it's not good for you. Ning Buer's tone softened a little, she glanced at Guo Xiaojiu's side and shook her head: "It's a pity, such a good seedling has practiced knives." ”

"I like to practice knives, knives are not as fast as swords, but knives are straight enough!" Guo Xiaojiu replied.

Ning Buer didn't ask again, she didn't know what Guo Xiaojiu's so-called straightness meant, she wouldn't delve into it anymore, so she fell into silence.

Guo Xiaojiu stared at Ning Buer's direction, his fingers rubbed left and right on the scabbard on his side, and he didn't make a strange sound when he didn't knock it, because Ning Buji didn't like it, and if he didn't like it, he wouldn't do it.

Maybe it was because of Guo Xiaojiu's straight eyes, Ning Buji asked a little angrily, "What do you see?"

"Oh?" Guo Xiaojiu came back to his senses, as if he was talking to himself: "It's okay, when the rain stops, you will go to do what you haven't done, I have to go to Luoyang City to meet my uncle and aunt." ”

"Why did you help me, and why did you get into this world?"

"Han Changli, he told me that when I see my beloved girl one day, I will know what love is, I may not know it now, I don't know it, I don't dare to beg. ”

Guo Xiaojiu smiled, there was some playfulness in his smile, he raised his hand: "I entered the rivers and lakes, just so that one day, when someone mentions my name and surname on the rivers and lakes, they will no longer say that I am his apprentice, but that he is my master." ”

"That's all?" Ning Buji didn't ask who he was, everyone had their own secrets.

"What else?" The oncoming wind squinted Guo Xiaojiu's eyes, and he enjoyed the cool feeling a little.

Guo Xiaojiu suddenly smiled, and didn't think about the question worth pondering: "Fairy, you said that the next time you see Zhou Ziheng, will you kill him?" ”

"He's not worthy now. Ning Buer's eyes were a little evasive, so he simply turned his head away and continued to look out the window.

"Don't be a fairy, even if you don't kill him, it's okay to teach him a lesson, you can't let this kid go because of the incident in front of the gate of Luoyang City. Guo Xiaojiu looked at the roof, and a wicked smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Ning Buer rolled his eyes and continued to look out the window.

"I owe you two lives, and I will pay them back later, and when I am done, we will no longer owe each other. Ning Buer seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him, and his tone was very cold.

"I'm afraid that the more you owe it, the more you owe, and the more you end up having to make a promise! Guo Xiaojiu closed his eyes with a smile and hummed a little tune.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Ning Buer began to hold his cheeks and was stunned.

It was silent inside, but it was still drizzling outside.

The silence in the room is not really silent, after all, Guo Xiaojiu is still humming a little song.

"How will I find you in the future?" Ning Buji suddenly asked.

"Look at you, the fairy is exposed, don't you like me, that's right, I also happen to like the fairy. Guo Xiaojiu sat up with his legs in anticipation, with a wicked smile on his face.

"More than ten years ago, there was a sword pavilion in Kannai Road, and the one who watched the sword tower came to that place, but the sword pavilion did not exist. ”

Ning Buji's voice was very low, so low that only two people could listen carefully.

"That is my uncle and ancestor, I, I don't know what Sword Pavilion is, I have lived with my master in Penglai since I was a child, you should call it Wonderland!" Guo Xiaojiu looked at Ning Buji with a smile.

Ning Buji happened to turn around, and the eyes of the two people collided.

Ning Buer's heart tightened, she was like a dream, she woke up from a big dream, and stared at Guo Xiaojiu very seriously for a long time, so that's it!

He turned out to be that person's disciple, so it is not strange that he entered the rivers and lakes alone.

"Perhaps, when I arrive in Xishu one day, when I arrive at Jiannan Road, I will go to the Daomen to find you, and I will go to the Daomen to find you. Guo Xiaojiu said suddenly, very seriously, no joke.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Ning Buji replied after being stunned.

This sentence made Guo Xiaojiu stare at him and be in a daze for a long time, wondering if he had heard it wrong?

The two of them fell into contemplation again, Ning Buer was not alarmed, Guo Xiaojiu had already turned over the river and the sea.

Of course, Guo Xiaojiu knows that Ning Buer has not changed his opinion of him in just a few days, and he doesn't have to think about it if he is in love with a concubine, and he doesn't have to think about it.

The light rain outside the house gradually stopped, but the dark clouds did not disperse, I don't know when, there may be another rain, this is the spring rain, it may take a small half a month in a row.

Naturally, they couldn't really wait for the rain to stop completely before leaving the town, but life here was really good, as can be seen from the smile that Ning Fuji often has on his face these days.

Soon after, there was a slight noise in the town.

Guo Xiaojiu walked outside the house and stood in the courtyard, listening to the movement outside with his ears sideways.

Cui'er and her mother, who were originally busy in the yard, had been driven back to the house, and the latter had already gone outside the yard.

The old man in the house walked out, that is, Cui'er's father, surnamed Yue, and Guo Xiaojiu called him Uncle Yue.

"Xiao Jiu, let's go and see what's going on, finally the rain stopped, I thought it could be cleaner, now it's okay, it's starting to be noisy outside. Uncle Yue beckoned to Guo Xiaojiu and motioned to walk out of the courtyard together.

"Okay, Uncle Yue. Guo Xiaojiu smiled, walked beside Uncle Yue, and walked out of the courtyard with him.

Ning Buer kept staring at the outside of the house, a little stunned.

"Old man, it's not good!" Cui'er's mother ran over from a distance, panting and shouting at Uncle Yue.

"What's the matter, speak slowly, don't worry. Uncle Yue hugged Cui'er's mother and asked unhurriedly.

"The old blacksmith was killed, and he hung himself under the big locust tree!" said Cui'er's mother.

"What!" Uncle Yue's original calm and relaxed spirit was instantly diluted, and he hurriedly ran in the direction of the big locust tree.

Guo Xiaojiu, who heard the news, was shocked, he was a little in a trance, and his footsteps began to walk in that direction, and occasionally looked up for a moment, as if he saw a carrier pigeon quietly landing in the yard behind him.

He didn't look back, Ning Buer's injuries had already healed, if he wanted to leave, he would naturally not stop him, anyway, when the time came, he would just go to the Dao Gate.

The old blacksmith died a strange death, and there was a wound on his body, like a sword wound, the wound was very shallow, but it was indeed from the inside out, and there was no more injury.

There should be no one in the town who has such skills, it should be people from outside the town.

The people in those small towns had already put the old blacksmith down from the big locust tree, and the old blacksmith had no relatives, and everyone was discussing how to deal with the old blacksmith's affairs.

This man could not die in vain, so someone wanted to find out the cause of the old blacksmith's death, but was stopped by several old men in the town.

These respectable old men said that the old blacksmith had some savings, so they used his savings to get him a better coffin, and invited a better mage to start a decent puja.

As for the death of the old blacksmith, these little people did not dare to explore it.

Most of them agreed with the old man's statement, and no one looked into the old blacksmith's death, and the sword wound had been hidden with new clothes by those who had a heart.

Guo Xiaojiu always watched coldly on the side, he just concluded at a glance that the sword wound was caused by a flying sword, it was obvious that it couldn't be Ning Buer, the carrier pigeon?

As if thinking of something, Guo Xiaojiu turned around and turned back the way he came.