Legend has it that there is a carefree sword on Qingyun Mountain. Whoever gets the sword wins the world.

......

Zhao Hanqing looked at the storyteller who was talking with a confused expression, he was talking about several sects competing to send countless disciples to Qingyun Mountain, and even said that they fought on Qingyun Mountain in order to snatch the Sanssouci Sword...... It was called a colorful and earth-shattering voice, as if the storyteller was on the scene.

Silently pinched a rough scabbard on his waist that was slightly out of place with Zhao Hanqing's slender figure, Zhao Hanqing pinched the blue and white teacup in front of him with his other hand and tasted it slowly.

"Miss Zhao, you have been here for two whole days, and you only order a pot of tea every day, are you waiting for someone, or are you coming to our teahouse to smash the field?" Xiao Er of the teahouse shook the cloth towel on his shoulder, and looked at Zhao Hanqing with a little disgust, all the upper and lower ornaments, but I was afraid that it would not exceed two hanging money.

Xiao Er frowned again and glanced at the untemperamental scabbard on her body, which didn't look like something valuable.

Zhao Hanqing pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Er calmly: "Didn't I pay for tea?"

“...... No. ”

"So I'm causing trouble here?"

“...... Naturally, it is not. ”

"Then why is it called smashing the field? Could it be that the sign at your door says 'Taste Qingyun good tea, welcome visitors from thousands of miles' is just decoration, in fact, you just look at people's money?" Zhao Hanqing held the teacup quietly, her voice was neither thick nor thin, and she could only hear the pleasant girl's voice spreading faintly in this small teahouse.

Suddenly, there was a murmur around.

Seeing that there were more and more dissatisfied guests, and the eyes looking at this little two were becoming more and more unkind, this guy immediately changed to a smiling face: "Miss Zhao, where can this be? It's just to ask if you want to add more tea today, don't bother the little one......"

Zhao Hanqing nodded with satisfaction, but said, "There is no need to add tea." ”

Xiao Er held his breath and left, but he didn't dare to do anything to Zhao Hanqing anymore.

Zhao Hanqing drank the last sip of tea, but got up and left.

It's not good to have a good life here recently, because it has already caused dissatisfaction with others, so let's change to a teahouse in the future.

The sound of "grunt" was a signal that Zhao Hanqing was hungry.

I'm so hungry. Zhao Hanqing looked at the snacks around him, except for being able to afford two buns, there was nothing left.

Glancing at the last four copper plates in his hand, Zhao Hanqing still chose to put them back in his pocket.

Let's keep it for now.

......

A few years ago, when Zhao Hanqing was still a yellow-haired girl, she was already familiar with the road in Qingyun Mountain.

The mountain is very large, but it is also extremely desolate and precipitous.

Zhao Hanqing, with his petite figure and a heart that insisted on fleeing, was born in this mountain and stayed alone for several months.

As for how a twelve-year-old girl survived in this wilderness, only Zhao Hanqing herself knew-

In addition to her, there is actually another person in this place.

"Little girl, are you thirsty......?

"Little fool, are you hungry? No, I'll eat myself......

"Little bastard, you ......"

Zhao Hanqing's innate ice cube face also had to break down here: "Where did the thief come from, why do you keep following me?"

He sneered for a long time, and a joke flashed on his face: "Why, this blue sky and white day, do you still think I want to do anything to you stupid little girl? Don't worry, I'm not a dog, what kind of bones do I gnaw." ”

Zhao Hanqing glared at him angrily: Is this saying that she is not plump enough!!?

But the strange thing is that this person neither robbed money nor lust, just followed Zhao Hanqing, not close or far, nothing to laugh at, but he didn't come to do anything evil, and even threw two or three fruits at Zhao Hanqing when he was hungry and had a stomachache.

If you say that he is a good person, this person looks like a child, and he is not serious.

If you say that you are a wicked person, you really take care of Zhao Hanqing.

Puzzled, Zhao Hanqing finally couldn't hold back, and after he followed him for ten days, he asked his name and background.

"Yo he, I'm still a fool girl, so you can talk well?" He pretended to be surprised, which made Zhao Hanqing want to beat him very much.

“...... Cough. Looking at Zhao Hanqing's murderous eyes, the man finally said a few half-truths and half-truths, "Okay, okay, I won't bully you." My name is Cheng Yan, and I have lived in this mountain since I was a child. What else do you want to know?"

Zhao Hanqing glanced at the strange clothes on his body with some confusion: the pattern and style were very old, and they were still the same as the scabbard he often hung on his body, as if he was ...... The family is poor.

Zhao Hanqing, who has been pampered since childhood, immediately softened his gaze, and changed from resentment to sympathy.

Cheng Yan watched this change, and was actually a little dumbfounded: This girl, could it be that she thought of something strange?

The two sympathized with each other, and the other wondered, and they actually formed a pair of fellow travelers.

Cheng Yan never asked about Zhao Hanqing's life experience, but Zhao Hanqing was overflowing with sympathy in the next ten days, and actually took the initiative to reveal to Cheng Yan the reason why he ran away.

Zhao Hanqing is the daughter of a general, and she is looking for a single child, but unfortunately she is a girl.

My father and mother always hated women and men, and hoped that she could fight on the battlefield and serve the country like the female generals recorded in ancient books.

But Zhao Hanqing's body is so petite that she is a little weaker than ordinary girls.

If it weren't for this time, General Zhao was determined to let Zhao Hanqing marry the youngest and promising General Xu Xiao, but I am afraid that Zhao Hanqing would not have to run away from home.

Isn't it just a general's name? Why is it so rare?

Zhao Hanqing was puzzled, and even when he chatted with Cheng Yan about this, even the face of the 10,000-year-old ice cube was wrinkled.

Cheng Yan looked a little funny, and simply reached out and stroked Zhao Hanqing's long hair: "The name of the general is nothing unusual." If it's rare, it's not as rare as your little silly girl. ”

Zhao Hanqing immediately jumped like thunder.

......

It wasn't until a few years later that Zhao Hanqing thought about it again and was shocked: What kind of person would give himself so many nicknames?

A close friend in the boudoir replied: Rare people for you.

The words are not rough.

......

Later, when Zhao Hanqing felt better, Chengyan sent her to the carriage home: "You take good care of yourself, you have to go by yourself in the future." ”

Zhao Hanqing knew that Cheng Yan was talking about the miscellaneous things in her family, so she nodded silently, and she agreed to talk to her father and mother for a while.

Cheng Yan saw that she no longer resisted, so she was satisfied: "If I have the opportunity, I will go to find you, and we will go on a tour of the mountains and rivers together." ”

“...... Good. Somewhere in my heart sprouted, I am afraid that even Zhao Hanqing himself did not realize the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

......

In the past few years, Zhao Hanqing has already reconciled with the elders in the family, and even persuaded his father and mother to let him choose a marriage.

Although the process was difficult and painful, Zhao Hanqing completed it in five years.

is seventeen years old, and Zhao Hanqing wants to see him.

But when Zhao Hanqing happily came to the small town where he was separated from him with a pile of silver, there was no such person.

I searched all the way along Qingyun Mountain, but I only heard that the worry-free sword on Qingyun Mountain has spirituality, and there is even a legendary sword spirit haunting.

After losing his soul for a while, Zhao Hanqing spent all the silver taels he brought, but he still didn't find Chengyan.

If it weren't for the fact that he inadvertently found the scabbard that Cheng Yan had been carrying on his body, Zhao Hanqing would have almost been able to dream five years ago.

......

"Legend has it that the worry-free sword is taken from the world, and the wielding is to kill the demons. All demons and monsters, when they see this sword, they have to walk around......" The storyteller was still talking, and Zhao Hanqing's heart moved.

"Oh, the blue sky and the white sun, where did the demon come from. I couldn't help but blurt out.

"Alas, I said you little girl, come here on the first day today? Look at the eyes of the life, aren't you here to make a scene? This old man at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, who doesn't know that there are many monsters on Qingyun Mountain, and where can you ......question here?"

Zhao Hanqing was stunned for a long time: Are there really monsters in Qingyun Mountain? But I haven't seen any monsters in it for a whole month?

Holding the slightly warm scabbard in a daze, Zhao Hanqing seemed to remember something.

Drunk in the middle of the night, Zhao Hanqing drank the last glass of Qinghe wine and lay on the table in the tavern alone.

Since he picked up this scabbard, he has always been able to avoid danger when a wicked person finds fault, and he has always been able to draw his sword to help him without harming him whenever he sees injustice on the road......

If it is someone else, it can be said that it is strong and healthy, but if it is yourself...... Zhao Hanqing looked down at his small body that had not changed for thousands of years-how could it be.

But if so, there is such a possibility......

Zhao Hanqing pretended to be drunk in the tavern, and let Xiao Er call him three times, but he couldn't get up.

But at this critical juncture to find out the truth, there were disciples who wanted to rub oil.

He didn't know when he sat down next to him, and the groping pig hand said he would come.

Zhao Hanqing gritted his teeth and was about to give up pretending to be drunk, when he heard the sound of a stool breaking next to him and the cries of the disciples.

"When we parted, I clearly said that I wanted you to take good care of yourself, why didn't you listen......" A familiar voice came, and a warm embrace followed.

Zhao Hanqing almost burst into tears.

"This stupid girl, I've been eating quite well lately, and I can't hold it anymore......" he muttered, and Zhao Hanqing resisted the urge to pinch his waist.

But after he lightly put himself on the couch, seeing that he was leaving, Zhao Hanqing really couldn't hold back: "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you drunk?" he was a little flustered, pulling his legs and leaving, muttering to himself as he stepped out the door, "...... The dead-eyed little girl can actually deceive people......"

Zhao Hanqing didn't care about pretending anymore, and flew to rush out of the door, but there was no one in sight.

Look at the scabbard again, still resting on the table where he pretended to be drunk.

A smile on his lips paused, and Zhao Hanqing ignored the darkness of the night, took the scabbard and ran towards the cliff.

"Hey, are you serious?" saw that the scabbard was about to be thrown off the cliff, and a sound came from the scabbard.

Zhao Hanqing's rare smile was bright: "Aren't you not coming out, what's the matter, now you are willing?"

"Naturally, the stupid girl's orders must be followed. A wisp of green smoke emerged from the scabbard, and the filthy wisps of it became human...... but there are no feet.

Zhao Hanqing's eyes straightened when he saw it.

"What, didn't you ask me to come out, didn't you think I would be like this?" Cheng Yan didn't have a good breath, "Who told you to always take care of yourself, I always have to cast spells to protect you, and now I don't even have enough spiritual power to transform into a human form." ”

Zhao Hanqing looked at him directly, his resentful gaze was matched with silence, but later turned into a string of tears.

"What's wrong, why are you crying?" Cheng Yan panicked, reached over to wipe her face with his sleeve, but he couldn't touch her at all, just passed through her cheeks like a phantom.

"It's obviously okay, but why don't you go to me!" Zhao Hanqing finally broke down, wiped a handful of tears, and said hatefully.

"Where am I free!" Seeing Zhao Hanqing crying even more fiercely, Cheng Yan hurriedly explained, "Those stinky Taoist priests wanted to take me, but it took me a lot of spiritual power to escape, I really didn't have the strength to find you, so I could only let you find and take away my scabbard." ”

"Then why didn't you tell me that you were by my side and that I had been looking for you for so long!"

"Then I'm not ......"

"What's not?"

He was very aggrieved: "...... I'm afraid you'll dislike my old clothes......"

It turned out that he knew. Zhao Hanqing's face was slightly red: "What about the sword, what about the legendary Worry-Free Sword, and the sword spirit?"

"How did I know that it disappeared a hundred years ago. Cheng Yan sighed, "The people of Qingyun Mountain are too poor, and they haven't had a good harvest for several years, so they have to borrow a gimmick to attract more people over." Look, what kind of worry-free sword, what demons and monsters, what Qinghe wine...... Ah no, it's actually a good wine, but it doesn't have any beauty benefits. In fact, the sword spirit is also real, but I am not the Carefree Sword Spirit, I am the Carefree Sword Sheath Spirit. Since I lost the Worry-Free Sword, I have cultivated myself, and I really have some spells that can bluff people......"

Zhao Hanqing suddenly laughed.

The origin and fall are just a misconception.

Reaching out and holding the scabbard in his arms, he smiled at the phantom man in front of him.

...... But that's good.