Long Jiu obeyed Qian Youwei's arrangement, and stayed with him until the next day, in the dilapidated house, he unexpectedly had a complete home and four straw mats, it is worth mentioning that Qian Youwei used the piece of pork that was cut off a sword to prepare a hearty dinner for Long Jiu, he lit a fire under the tree in the mound, and then directly set up an iron pot.

After a day of contact, Long Jiu can be regarded as having a deeper understanding of this human named Qian Youxing. Although Long Jiu is not very good at expressing his inner feelings in words, if it were to be a dear reader, he might be able to express it clearly in one sentence "My touches have been eaten by dogs. ”

Qian Youwei does have a warm heart, this is Long Jiu's true feeling, but if this enthusiasm is based on continuous and all-round language bombardment, I am afraid it is worth considering at the discretion, Qian Youwei can be without answering a word from Long Jiu, from the sunset on the edge of the sky to the most unpalatable citrus that their brothers have ever eaten, from the difficulty of the world to the power skills and timing of the use of the yin legs, about the marbles covered with dust after the explosion, he naturally said that he bought it from a mysterious merchant, and there are many strange things in him。 He can even talk about how he admires the graceful demeanor of the first beauty in the rivers and lakes in the first sentence, and how he is courteous to the girl in the lower reaches of the river.

In short, fortunately, he was talking about his own affairs the whole time, and it didn't hurt for Long Jiu to listen to it, and it could also help him better understand human beings, if the topic shifted to Long Jiu, I am afraid that Qian Youwei would not be able to see the sun the next day.

Long Jiu was scheduled to leave the city as soon as the city gate opened the next morning, taking advantage of the time when the minions of the gentlemen had not yet gotten up, in fact, it was meaningless, or futile. Because first of all, a well-trained eyeliner will not let go of the target because he wants to sleep, if that is the case, then this eyeliner is almost the next target, and secondly, is there really a difference between where to stay for Long Jiu?

As with every new semester plan, the unexpected always comes first.

In the early morning of the next day, the moon and stars in the sky had not yet been happy, and the time to open the city gate was far from coming, an uninvited guest appeared at the entrance of the alley where Qian Youwei had taken Long Jiu, his appearance was extremely embarrassed, his clothes were covered with dust, this was the mark left by running around, his hair was messy and hung down in front of his forehead, blocking most of his face, his eyes were bloodshot, but there was an almost crazy smile on his face, anyone who saw this look would never associate this wandering madman-like figure with the taciturn middle-aged swordsman the previous afternoon, but the reality was like this。

The crazy swordsman laughed wildly and walked towards Qian Youwei's dilapidated house, down the river, it can be said that he laughed wildly but did not make any laughter, but his face showed an expression of wild laughter, his steps were both steady and careful not to make any sound, even the rustle of walking on the grass did not exist, like a praying mantis ready to attack.

The mad swordsman walked to the door, his shadow reflected diagonally on the door, and he gently pushed the door open, and it happened that a cloud covered the bright moon, and even the shadow that could prove the existence of the swordsman no longer existed. But Qian Youwei and Long Jiu didn't exist either, and a few straw mats were just placed there, and there was nothing on them. The swordsman restrained his smile and casually threw a white porcelain vial without a stopper on the ground, the bottle rolled on the floor a few times and then stopped, making a lot of noise, but the space was still surprisingly quiet, and at some point, the swordsman's right hand still held the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, the floor cracked, and the old wooden planks smashed towards the swordsman, the swordsman happened to be standing at the door, the swordsmanship could not be used, and retreated to the side, how did he think that a person suddenly rushed out of the corner of the wall on the side, and a sword stabbed in the back of the swordsman, and there was no way to avoid it, but the swordsman did not hurry and pulled out the sword, and drew an arc in front of him, the tip of the sword was all bursting, and the powerful air flow resisted the attack of the sneak attacker, needless to say, the sneak attacker was naturally rich and promising, it turned out that he was awakened as early as when the swordsman passed through the alley。

"Who are you, what do you want to do?" Qian Youwei asked loudly, no wonder he couldn't recognize it, the current image of the swordsman was too weird, it was just a medicine.

The swordsman seemed to regain his composure, but the red light in his eyes never dissipated, and he asked rhetorically, "How did you find me?"

"You haven't answered my question yet, stop!" Just as Qian Youwei was warning like this, the swordsman had switched from careless approach to rapid advance, and Qian Youwei hurriedly dodged backwards. Although the sword body of the swordsman has not arrived, the sword has arrived, and Qian Youwei's left arm has bloomed with a blood flower.

Qian Youwei gritted his teeth and suffered pain, complaining in his heart why he didn't tie a piece of pork to his arm, but the movements in his hands were not ambiguous, and he roared back, and this all-out sword was easily pushed away by the swordsman, as if he was pulling away a fallen leaf.

Then the swordsman slapped Qian Youwei's chest, and the powerful impact almost took Qian Youwei's body off the ground.

"I see. No wonder you can eat my sword like a nobody. It turned out that pork was used as a meat pad. The swordsman suddenly laughed softly, but this smile that seemed to recall the past did not make his crazy image any less, but only made it a little more prosperous.

At this time, the bright moon returned to the sky, and with this faint light, Qian Youwei finally saw the swordsman's face clearly.

"Are you...... Which old swordsman under Brother Gongzi?I'm all joking, in fact, you don't have to take it seriously, and I won't really come to you to ask for silver......" Qian Youwei reluctantly wanted to tell some jokes, but the swordsman broke his luck with a word, or a sword.

"I'm going to kill you. ”