The alley of the rainstorm welcomed the first guest with an umbrella, and the rain that did not have time to pour mixed into a raging column of water, hitting the ground and stirring up a large wave.

The girl holding the umbrella alone walked in the alley full of stagnant water, and any drop of rain, before she could get close to the umbrella, was shattered into pieces by the surging sword qi.

After a while, the entire alley was filled with icy water vapor.

The woman walked to the end of the alley and knocked on the closed back door.

A young man in a gray-black robe opened half of the door vigilantly, stretched out his head and glanced left and right, and saw that it was a beautiful woman, so he relaxed slightly: "Are you looking for my husband? My husband has gone to Longhu Mountain to burn incense half a month ago, and he has not come back yet." ”

The girl stood under the tiles, rested the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and looked at the guard with a slight smile: "Mr. Yang asked me to come and get the medicine." ”

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then scratched her head to make a slit for the girl: "My husband said that no one will see you, but since Mr. asked you to come, you can come with me." ”

The woman smiled slightly, took the hem of her skirt, and carefully crossed the threshold of the not high ground, and the little girl took the oil-paper umbrella in the girl's hand and put it in the corner of the wall behind the door, and the residual rain on the tip of the umbrella gradually moistened the ground.

The little guy who led the way, seeing that he was only twelve or thirteen years old, was the most happy, although he was leading the way, he was also touching the east and west for a while, and seeing that he was about to reach the backyard where Mr. Yang was, he hurriedly hurried a few steps and led the woman into the backyard. It's no longer the same as just now.

The woman looked funny, but she didn't want to say anything. When I was twelve or thirteen years old, I didn't want to practice swords, but I was so busy. If he is seen by the senior brother, he will inevitably be scolded.

Thinking of her senior brother, the woman sighed slightly, it has been half a year since she returned to the capital, and her senior brother's injuries are still good and bad. In the past six months, the senior brother has relied solely on the dragon and tiger gold pill that Mr. Yang took every half month. There is no great good, and there is no great bad. It's just that I occasionally have a high fever for a few days, which makes people feel distressed.

This time, Mr. Yang invited a miracle doctor surnamed Xue for his senior brother, and it is said that he can completely cure his brother's injuries.

"Are the guests there?" the woman thought as she saw the fireworks rising from the kitchen in the backyard.

The little guy who led the way pointed to the bamboo basket at the door: "Oh, that gentleman's things." ”

The woman nodded and continued to follow the little maid inside.

In the small courtyard, there are many good bonsai that serve them, most of which are mainly five-needle pine and brocade pine, with small pieces of strange stones to form a small world of their own.

After looking at it for a long time, it was as if the soul had been sucked in.

Seeing that the girl in red was fascinated, the little girl hurriedly waved her hand to disturb her sight: "I can't look at it, I can't see it! Sir, this pine was given by the master of Longhu Mountain, and after looking at it for a long time, the soul will be gone." ”

Practicing the sword is a process of condensing the mind, and those who can practice to the realm of the woman in red are naturally even more vigilant, and just now they just accidentally landed on the road under relaxation. As soon as this little guy interfered slightly, the woman immediately came to her senses, and secretly said that she was lucky.

The formation arranged in the landscape shows the craftsmanship of the arrangers, and it can also be seen that Mr. Yang is very close to the masters of Longhu Mountain.

Mr. Yang saw the little girl and the woman enter the courtyard together, and even saw the moment when the woman lost her mind before the formation, and couldn't help but be secretly ridiculous. The formation is really lost for a long time.

When the little servant saw Mr. Yang standing in the distance, he hurriedly saluted, and hurriedly turned around and ran.

The woman saluted slightly: "Qiaoling has seen Mr. Yang." ”

"No need to be polite, come with me to see Mr. Xue. With that, Mr. Yang led the way, followed by the woman, and bypassed a cloister, and then arrived in the backyard of the Eight Classics.

The woman in red originally thought that Mr. Xue, who has been famous on the rivers and lakes for a long time, should be an old man with crane hair and a childish face, even if it is not a charitable appearance with crane hair and a childish face, at least he should be a strange old man.

After thinking about it, no one would have thought that it would be like this.

I just saw a child about seven or eight years old, sitting at a low table in the courtyard, wearing an old-fashioned hairstyle and a scarf on top. With his legs crossed, he put crab paste into his mouth with one hand, and when he saw Mr. Yang coming, he jumped off the stool with a rub, how could he look like a miracle doctor.

Mr. Yang bowed and bowed slightly: "Mr. Xue." ”

The child waved his hand impatiently: "Don't Mr. Long, Mr. Short, did you bring what I wanted?"

The woman took out an old booklet from her sleeve and handed it over.

The child flipped through it with his hand full of crab paste, nodded, and threw the secret book that everyone who practiced swords in the world would be a treasure on the table: "A book of swordsmanship is exchanged for your brother's life, I don't earn, you don't lose." ”