"I thought I had been a hero just now, but I didn't expect to do something wrong. This Feng Ling'er doesn't look like she's telling a lie. The guy who shouted for help and ran away didn't see his appearance clearly, and he really couldn't be a thief disguised as a woman. Ogawa tilted his head and thought to himself.

"I want to... What do you think?" Chen Baiqian caught up with Xiao Chuan, a little out of breath.

"It's okay!" Ogawa shook his head.

"I hurt Feng Ling'er, I didn't mean it, it was purely a misunderstanding. She should be able to understand who asked her to dress up as a man and a woman. I still have to go to Lingnan to find my family, and I can't do much. In case you meet Ling Feiyan like that again, it is not cost-effective to make the young master die, not cost-effective. Resolutely don't care, don't care!" Xiao Chuan walked aimlessly on the street with Chen Baiqian, who was confused.

Passing by the street corner, Ogawa squinted and saw three people standing on the street corner.

Two sturdy men, barearmed, one holding a ghost-headed knife in one hand and a giant axe in the other, carried on their shoulders.

The third person, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a slender figure, leaned sideways to Xiao Chuan, unable to see the whole appearance, with the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of his left hand lightly slamming a folding fan and gently hitting it in the palm of his right hand.

"Boy, what are you looking at? Believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes!" the man with the giant axe saw Xiao Chuan squinting and peeking out, and shouted angrily.

This voice scared Xiaochuan and Chen Baiqian directly.

Confucius turned around and saw Xiaochuan and Chen Baiqian, smiled, and said softly: "I'm sorry, two little brothers." My family is a rough person, please forgive me for the offense!"

Xiao Chuan and Chen Baiqian nodded immediately, like a chicken pecking rice, "It's okay, it's okay, forgive me..."

Seeing Xiaochuan and Chen Baiqian walking away, the smile on Confucius's face slowly froze, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was a needle.

"They shouldn't be able to hear it. However, Yao Meng, you remember for me, you must pay attention to me when you speak in the future, and you must be careful. Otherwise, be careful that I cut your tongue!" Confucius still had a smile on his face, but his tone was cold.

"Brother Xiaochuan, you can stay one more night! Now it is almost time, and further on, there will be no village or town within a hundred miles, and where will you settle down then! I am alone, but here I have found a place to rest. If you don't like it, how about sleeping with me tonight? If you don't want to, you should also find an inn to rest. Chen Baiqian walked all the way, and kept persuading Xiaochuan all the way.

Xiaochuan didn't know what he should do, but he felt that his mind was messed up, so he didn't say anything, and followed Chen Baiqian's footsteps all the way forward.

"No, Brother Baiqian, I suddenly have something urgent to do, and I can't go with you. You and I say goodbye here, tell me where you live, and I will go to you when I have the chance!" Xiao Chuan seemed to suddenly let go of the stone in his heart, looked up at Chen Baiqian and said seriously.

Chen Baiqian looked at this young man who was younger than himself, looked at his serious appearance, sighed softly, and said, "If you have something important to do, I won't stop you." However, you must be careful when it comes to trouble. When you have time, go to the ruined temple south of the town to look for me. I'll stay here for a few more days, and after a few days, you and I will do as we please!"

Ogawa nodded, turned and walked towards the road he had come. Suddenly, he turned to Chen Baiqian and said, "Remember that there are some things to say thoroughly, and some words to be contained without leaking." I hope that when I see you again in the future, you will already be called Chen Million!"

Chen Baiqian watched Xiao Chuan go away, looked up and smiled suddenly, and said to himself: "At a young age, you talk like an old man! Brother Xiao Chuan, you should leave three points on your lips! If you are too easy to believe in people, you will suffer sooner or later!"

Xiao Chuan has long disappeared, and of course Xiao Chuan didn't hear a word of what Chen Baiqian said.

"That Feng Ling'er is stupid, and I don't know if something will happen. I really shouldn't be in charge of nossiping, but anyway, today she was injured because of me. It's better to remind yourself of it, and you should have peace of mind. When Xiao Chuan thought of this, he immediately felt very relieved.

"Let's go find that Feng Ling'er now!" Xiao Chuan felt that he was right.

Sometimes, though, finding people is similar to finding things. When you want to find it, try your best to find it everywhere, but you can't find it.

Xiao Chuan is in this situation now, I didn't see her figure in the place where I met Feng Ling'er just now. I asked people everywhere, but I either didn't see it, or some said east and some west. I asked for a long time, but I didn't have a clue.

Xiaochuan felt a little tired, he was busy on the road for the past two days, and he didn't rest well at night. Now that he is idle, Xiaochuan feels a little unbearable.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Xiao Chuan walked to the root of the courtyard wall of a family's house, took off the burden on his back, put it on the ground, sat on it, closed his eyes, and quietly recuperated.

I don't know how long it took, but Ogawa's mind came to mind, the figure drawn on the burnt book. As the figure appeared in his mind, Xiao Chuan had a breath in his body, and he also followed the route shown in the figure and traveled in his body.

Xiao Chuan was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "I was in a hurry to go to Lingnan to find my family in the past two days, and I forgot about it." This is a good thing that can save lives, and when you are free in the future, you must practice it several times a day as shown in the book!"

Every time he followed the pattern in his mind and pulled the breath in his body to swim once, Xiao Chuan felt a sense of comfort in his body. In this way, he repeatedly dragged his body eight or nine times, and Xiao Chuan felt a hundred times more energetic, and the pores on his body seemed to be opened, and he kept exhaling and inhaling. Ogawa thought it was interesting, and he could pant even if he hadn't heard of the pores on his body.

At this time, a burst of music faintly came, and the sound was thin and ethereal, but it went straight to Xiao Chuan's ears, making Xiao Chuan's breath tremble slightly, faintly uncontrollable, and he wanted to run around in his body. Ogawa immediately felt depressed and stiffened.

"It's bad, this song is in love with the young master, and the young master can't get back to his place!" Xiao Chuan was sweating profusely at this time, not because he was scared, but because the sweat poured out uncontrollably from the roots of his hair, soaking half of his clothes.

"The young master hasn't been an official in the Great Han Kingdom yet. When the young master grows up, he will marry a young lady from a big aristocratic family as his wife, and he will marry a concubine in five or six, seven or eight rooms!" Xiao Chuan had in his mind, and the grand wish that he had put in his heart all these years appeared.

"Don't die, don't be crippled!" Xiao Chuan wailed inwardly, and all he could do was make a uh-uh sound.

At this time, the silver light on Xiao Chuan's body appeared, and the breath in his body immediately quieted down, and he obediently followed the route shown in the figure that appeared in Xiao Chuan's mind for a week before he died down and hibernated.

Xiao Chuan slowly opened his eyes, wiped the sweat on his head and neck with the hem of his shirt, and took a few deep breaths before his heart gradually stabilized.

"Who is this, in the middle of the night, disturbing the peace of the neighbors!" Xiao Chuan looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high, knowing that it was the middle of the night, he didn't think about why he had been sitting for so long, he just wanted to see who played the tune and hurt himself so badly.

Xiao Chuan followed the sound of the song and performed a swift technique, and within a moment, he was already outside Maple Town. A clear human voice can be heard in my ears. But the sound of the music is still ethereal, if there is nothing.

At this time, a hoarse voice sang along with the song: "A soul-breaking song, forget each other on the Huangquan Road." All the gentlemen listen to my songs, and the glory and grievances are all lost. ”

The singer's voice is obviously hoarse, but with the music, it makes people feel that there is a sense of the vastness of the world and infinite loneliness, which only makes people feel that people are as small as grass mustard, and there is no love in life.

At this time, Xiaochuan felt that it would be difficult to see his family again when he went to Lingnan. I will not achieve anything in the future, life is a burden, and only death can be liberated.

At this moment, Xiao Chuan's body flashed with silver light again. Ogawa immediately felt that his mind was clear, and he found that he was holding a sharp stone in his right hand, which had reached his neck, and the flesh of his neck was deeply sunk, but fortunately he was not injured.

"I'm going to hit a ghost, let's stay away from here!" Xiao Chuan thought to himself, and dropped the stone with his hand. Unexpectedly, the stone fell to the ground and hit another stone, making a muffled 'bang'.

The singing and the music were all at the same time, and there was no sound in all directions.

Xiao Chuan was about to turn around and leave, but was startled by this sudden silence.

"It's alarming the ghosts, but it's going to kill me!" Xiao Chuan hurriedly held his breath.

I used to hear the old people in the neighborhood say that ghosts can smell people. Holding his breath, the ghost is like blind and can't see people.

However, this method does not seem to work, because the hoarse voice that had just written the song sounded again, "Another guest has arrived." Since you're here, please come and listen to a song!"

If he could, Xiaochuan would be a thousand unwilling, ten thousand unwilling to go over and listen to the music.

However, I came to ask for it right away.

It was not a man, but a few wisps of wind, and the wind was not a soft wind that blew on the face, nor a wind that raised the sand and charming eyes, but it was like a whistle tied to the wind's body, with a sharp sound, and it was about to pierce the iron stone.

Xiao Chuan heard a flash of the wind, but fortunately he was not touched by these wisps of wind.

As soon as Xiao Chuan was about to shout luck, he heard a sound of "Huh!" in his ears, and then dozens of wisps of wind screamed, and Xiao Chuan's swift movement unfolded, his hands were in a hurry, dodging back and forth, left and right, and all the winds were avoided.

Before Xiao Chuan could rejoice, he found himself standing not far from a group of people.

At a cursory glance, there are about 30 people, some of whom know and some who don't.

The Confucian scholar and two strong men he saw on the street corner, and four other people stood with them, and they seemed to be in a group.

The five fierce gods encountered in front of the restaurant and the guys who drove away pedestrians.

Two people dressed as Taoists.

A bald head, with a few dots on his head, a string of beads in his hand, and a red cloth draped obliquely over his body, stood there with a sad face. A beautiful young woman stood beside her, with her eyes full of affection, looking around.

There is also Feng Ling'er, who Xiaochuan has been looking for, with a slightly pale face and a blank expression.

There were also two groups of men, a group of six, all with swords in their hands. Another group of seven people, one of whom was paralyzed on the ground, was the lewd thief Feng Ling'er said, and at this time, it was faintly visible that his dress was wet, and he also emitted a foul smell from time to time. The six people standing beside him turned pale, their expressions were terrified, and their bodies trembled slightly.

There were also two people, one with gray hair, a slightly hunched back, and a huqin in his hand. The other was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with a timid expression.

The hunchbacked old man looked at Xiao Chuan and said in a hoarse voice: "This master has a big shelf, it's so difficult to invite!"

Ogawa pinched his thigh with his hand, hoping that he would wake up from the nightmare quickly.