In a very hidden corner, Ding Wenwen peeked at Duan Qing through the cracks in the wall, she knew that Duan Qing must be thinking about things, this is not voyeurism, this is to know each other and confidant!

Ding Wenwen made sure that her behavior was very proper, and then peeked in, only to see him take out a book closely, and he was very careful, which showed the degree of cherishment.

"This book is definitely different from other books!" Ding Wenwen pursed her lips and continued to observe.

I saw that the outer layer of the book was wrapped in oiled paper, very tight, but only the first half of the book with the title page, the other half was probably torn off, he was also very light when he turned the book, and his expression was also very focused, obviously the second half of the book was definitely not torn off by him.

It's just that Ding Wenwen feels very strange that there is a palm-sized handful in that book... Sword?

The shape is indeed the shape of a sword, but it is too thin and small, the color is jet black, it looks like an antiquity, I don't know what it does, this guy wears it close to his body all the time, and he can't think of it as a mortal thing!

Peeked a few times again, and didn't see Duan Qing make any other moves, Ding Wenwen returned to the bed, recalling several key experiences of Duan Qing from childhood to adulthood in her mind, and suddenly found that his explosive power was to surpass opponents of the same level, even if Liu Lianfa slashed with all his strength, he only paid the price of minor injuries and accepted the next, if he were his own, he was afraid that the dagger would have been knocked away long ago.

Could it be that he now sees it as a real exercise?

Ding Wenwen couldn't help but wonder in her heart, the tired meridians in the swamp at that time were numb, and she didn't think about it so much, but now that she thinks about it, it seems more reasonable to come alive this way, of course, in fact, she is just a little curious, who doesn't have some secrets that only belong to him?

I fell asleep in a daze, and it was only two days before my body recovered, and if the swamp was bigger and there were a little more people chasing after me, I would be tired to death.

When she went out, Duan Qing was not in the room, Ding Wenwen couldn't help but walk out of the door with some doubts, there was no one by the river, there was still no one in front of the house and behind the house, she couldn't help but panic, and secretly said that this guy didn't abandon himself and run away, right?

After a moment of silence, she sat down on the steps in front of the door, her eyes reddening.

When a few passers-by saw this scene, they immediately laughed and got together, exchanged heads and ears several times, determined their train of thought, and their faces suddenly straightened, and they walked over step by step: "Hey, you're new here, don't you know whose territory this is? ”

Ding Wenwen looked at them blankly, dressed like a beggar, carrying a large basket, and the fork in her hand was only pointed to iron, so she didn't need to spend energy to probe them, and at a glance, she knew that she was the lowest level of the toiling masses.

Although there was no emotion in Ding Wenwen's eyes, several guys still felt ashamed of themselves, one of them ran to the outside of the shoe to let off steam, and couldn't help but quietly move back, and his eyes became dodgy, and the rest of the people glanced at each other, as if they had forgotten their previous plan and didn't know how to continue.

"How much?" Ding Wenwen's eyes still didn't have any look, as if she had lost her soul, and her voice didn't have any waves.

Only then did several people react and push one of them forward, this person coughed like pharyngitis, and stretched out his hand: "Ahem... Well, yes, you have to pay, such a big house... Gotta be... Ten copper plates!"

Ding Wenwen directly took out the purse, poured out all the silver taels from it, and handed it over, this person was stunned for a moment, she didn't dare to take it at all, she didn't seem to see it at all, she fell straight down, and fell to the ground in a daze, and then turned her head, holding her chin with one hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Several people glanced at each other with thieves in their eyes, picked up a fine light in three or two, and then turned around and ran.

Suddenly, there was some movement on the ground in the afterglow, and a human figure slowly crawled out, just a glance, Ding Wenwen's eyes were instantly full of brilliance, and the next moment she got up and ran back to the house, her chest rose and fell violently, nervous, excited, she knew that it was Duan Qing, it turned out that this guy was digging a pit, thinking that he was doing a trap, and he didn't know what to do for a while, panicked like hiding a deer, looked left and right, and simply prepared vegetable porridge.

Duan Qing wiped his sweat, nailed the sharpened wooden stick into the bottom of the pit, rushed up with the pointed end, put two keels, and then covered the entire piece of turf that had been removed, picked up a bundle of dry branches and walked around the house, dropping one from time to time, and when he returned to the house after finishing these, the smell of rice had already wafted out, and he hastily ate a bowl and went back to the room to start meditating and cultivating.

Ding Wenwen also went out after packing up the dishes and chopsticks, and walked away in the direction that those people ran away, Duan Qing made two fingerprints to end his cultivation, and then fell asleep.

In fact, after three days of almost being in a coma, Duan Qing hadn't slept much, not that he couldn't sleep, but he didn't dare, he couldn't be sure what state Ding Wenwen was in, he had arrived at this place, if the Dan furnace disappeared, it would really be even the thought of dying, so he simply went to check the surroundings, set up a few traps, and pass the time.

At this point, I was finally able to sleep peacefully.

More than ten miles away from the river, there is a large ruin, as if the tofu has been chopped by a knife, as if the collapse is very serious, criss-crossing and full of cut marks, among which there are many deep pits that are so big that no one dares to come here even in broad daylight, but it is much more severe than the dangerous house.

At this time, under the angle formed by the collapse of the two walls, a slender figure came out of it, rubbed his sleepy eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't Ding Wenwen, looked at the sun slanting slightly westward, and muttered that he had walked far enough, it was time to go back.

As he walked, the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung a smile, and he said that it was better to be alone, he didn't dare to sleep soundly in that room, he woke up from time to time, and the whole person was physically and mentally exhausted, very tired, but from now on, there is a place to make up for sleep, and I don't know what Duan Qing's guy has been doing all day at home, will he secretly refine the pill? Oh yes, the strange fire is still here, he should be afraid that he won't go back...

"Maybe... No, definitely not, that guy wishes I could leave by myself, so that I can enjoy the Dan furnace alone, hum, dream!" The girl pouted triumphantly, and walked briskly, skirting a mountain of garbage, two settlements, and a large farmland, keeping the route firmly in her mind, and at the same time carefully avoiding some people, and finding some valuable materials by the way.

"I'm back. Ding Wenwen shouted, but didn't get any response, looked at it, and saw that Duan Qing was sorting out the materials, and there was a large piece on the ground, most of which Duan Qing had accumulated, and the other was the loot collected along the way, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now it looks like it's really a lot, if you search everyone, you probably don't need to collect materials for a long time, right?

As for not getting Duan Qing's response, Ding Wenwen didn't care at all, in the swamp, if he wasn't worried about dragging him back, he was afraid that he wouldn't even say a word, his temperament was so cold, it couldn't be changed artificially, when he reached out to help, he asked carefully: "Are you planning to alchemy?"