The first snow of the first year of the first year of the year quietly fell on the night near the end of the year. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the streets and alleys are full of red, the atmosphere is warm, and the crowd of people who buy New Year's goods is bustling on the streets, picking and choosing, and the sound of bargaining is noisy in the air with the white mist coming out of the mouth.

The three people who walked out shoulder by shoulder, the chubby figure with a woman and a bald man carrying a large bag of New Year's goods, with a happy face was heading towards a small courtyard, the three of them were talking and laughing on the road, and the fat man was probably showing off something.

In the heavy winter snow, the snowflakes fell in the courtyard, with the flat end of the silver-white sword body, the snow layer upon layer accumulated on it, the woman holding the sword remained motionless and maintained a certain posture of sword, under the eaves, Bai Ning wearing a mask sat there, and the black knife was placed next to him.

Within a few minutes, Zhou Tong seemed to be discussing something with him, and his opinions were not consistent in asking and answering.

"Although Fleur said that she practiced the swordsmanship you taught, but how to practice, it is still up to the old man to decide, the character is pulled one by one, and you have to stand firm on the ground, practicing martial arts is a big deal, how can you be greedy for fast....."

The old man seemed to reprimand his disciple, and said a lot of things, but Bai Ning on the other side turned a deaf ear, his eyes stayed on the motionless woman, and the mountain dog Nighthawk and the others next to him looked at the two of them a little helplessly, shrugged their shoulders, and were a little helpless.

"....On the rivers and lakes, people who are greedy for shortcuts are not nothing, the old man and the Dongchang Bai Ning also have some intersections, this person's martial arts progress is rare in his life, but 'practice martial arts first practice the heart, establish the sect first establish morality' these ten big words, he did not dabble, martial arts growth, the heart will become bigger..... people's hearts grow too fast, it is easy to grow crooked. ”

Bai Ning tilted his head slightly, looked at the old man, and did not argue, some people have their own world view, their own concepts and opinions on things, especially an old man, no matter how much he says, it will not make sense.

In the snow, Xifu's cheeks were flushed, and his flat arms trembled slightly, Bai Ning didn't pay attention to the old man, but spat out at the woman and said a word.

"The breeze returns to the moon, and the young swallows flap their wings on the branches....."

As if this mantra had been rehearsed countless times, Xifu subconsciously pulled his wrist, the sword blade shook off with a hum, and the moment the snow filled the air, the sword shadow swept over a semicircle, and the snowflakes falling from everywhere were driven to swing.

In the afternoon sunshine, the snow on the leaves seemed to be unable to bear the weight in an instant, and on the snow in the center of the courtyard, the woman stepped and stopped, her embroidered shoes stepped on the snow, and the long sword in her hand stabbed out at a speed that people could not detect with their eyes.

Buzz Buzz.......

The blade hummed softly in the air.

.....

"Hu Lai...."

The old man blew his beard and stared at it, and turned to look into the house angrily with his hands behind his back. Only then did Xifu come back to his senses, put away his sword, looked at the crowd under the eaves with a little disbelief, and then pointed to himself.

"I did that sword just now?"

Nighthawk, Mountain Dog, and Lynx nodded in unison, and even Bai Ning clapped his palms for her. The woman's face was flushed, and she jumped on the spot twice with joy, "So... I'm going to be a master too?"

The three of them shook their heads again, Nighthawk didn't want to hit her, but he didn't want to cause mistakes that might occur in the future because of a compliment, he explained: "Miss ....., you are too late to practice martial arts, the bones have been finalized, and Brother Huang only gives you sword moves without being equipped with luck methods, and you can play three layers at most, the two factors combined, Miss is destined to be only second-rate ......"

As he spoke, the courtyard door was pushed open, and the fat man, Wen Juan, and Li San came in with New Year's goods, Wang Wei took a long strip of fat bacon and raised it, took a deep breath, and said: "Look at how fragrant this meat is, the knife work of the person who cuts this meat must also be good, and I have a fight... I'll get you something delicious for dinner later... I'm hungry for you. ”

He put the bacon baby under his arm, and hurriedly ran to the back kitchen with Wen Juan and the others. Xifu retracted his gaze, and continued what he had just said, "... I've been practicing for a few months... It's only second-rate..."

"Be content, miss. The mountain dog half leaned on the pillar under the eaves, "Many people have stayed here all their lives, besides, with Brother Huang and Master Zhou here, you won't have a chance to do it... Hey. ”

Looking at the woman who was theorizing with the mountain dogs, Bai Ning sat there quietly, recently his words have become less and less, approaching the New Year, the old calendar has passed, and the movement from the capital has become more and more common, Huang Xin was rescued, Zheng Wan and the system, using Bai Ning's identity, took back some rights little by little.

But that's not the most important thing.

The important thing is that after this year, he will return to the capital, the construction of the Tower of Babel, with the full cooperation of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Households, to gather tens of thousands of homeless people, from the spring to the end of the year, has almost been completed, and the system has almost come to an end.

Then the rest is only what he Bai Ning has to do.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, the snow stopped. Also came over an unexpected visitor, the person who came to the door was dressed in a velvet collar robe, with a sword carved with the mark of Feiyan hanging from his waist, and came in with a heroic posture, and after getting acquainted with everyone, he was invited by Zhou Dong into the living room to talk, and the people brought by this person stayed outside, and Nighthawk and others stared at each other with big eyes.

"The prestige of Zhou's predecessors, the clerk is also thunderous in other places, and since he stepped into the river, Nanfu heard that Master Zhou was framed a few days ago, which made the clerk feel that this world is a little mean to an old man. ”

Xifu added tea and put it on the table, and Li Wenwen glanced at it, "This girl is Master Zhou's love?"

At this time, the woman poured the tea and went out, behind her, Zhou Tong nodded, looked at the back of the person who went out, and said: "Yes, but she was rescued by the old man outside the city after the Jurchen attacked Bianliang and retreated. ”

"Master Zhou is benevolent and righteous, and the clerk admires! If everyone is like Zhou's predecessors today, why worry about the family and the country. Li Wenwen stood up and bowed to the old man.

"I can't help it, get up quickly. Zhou Tong went over to help him, and he was a little interested in this young man, so he kindly asked the other party to sit down, and asked him the purpose of coming.

"The juniors came here today, naturally to pay New Year's greetings to the seniors... But there is still one thing to ask the seniors. ”

"What?"

Li Wenwen looked at the old man calmly, and then opened his mouth: "Raise righteousness, punish Bai Ning!"

The room suddenly fell silent, and it seemed that the wind and snow were blowing again, squeezing into the crack of the door, there was a whine-whirring sound, and on the other side of the figure, Zhou Tong frowned.

PS: One more, one more.