The old man flipped his palm, and there was an extra thing in his hand. Take a closer look, it is also a piece of soft white jade turtle dragon peizi, looking at its color and shape and carving style, are no different from the previous small crisp.

The old man held one in each hand, and put the two jade pendants together, never thinking that the dragon mouths of these two jade carvings could be connected with each other, and the lines were not bad. At this point, the old man's withered hands suddenly trembled slightly.

"Hey, old man, what's the hair, where did you get this jade pendant?"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the girl in a daze, but he was silent for a while.

Xiao Su looked a little uncomfortable for him, and said timidly: "Old man?"

Only then did the old man come back to his senses: "Girl, this jade pendant is a token of my Nie clan, and the word 'Nie Huan' engraved on the back is my child's name." If what you said is true, then your grandmother, who migrated from Jianzhou, is the daughter-in-law of the old man. Good boy, you should call me Ancestor!"

Xiao Su was stunned for a moment, and said with a little uneasiness: "Old man...... Could it be that I am mistaken? How can a person of my background have a relationship with my predecessors? I must be mistaken. ”

"If you can't trust the old man, then let the Guan family kid take a look, you can always trust his words, right?"

Guan Ren took the two nephrite peaches handed by the old man, and looked at them carefully for a while, and sure enough, they belonged to the same vein. Just look at this carving technique is not bad, and the back is engraved, one for Nie Huan, one for Nie Yun, the penmanship charm is condensed and not dispersed, the pen is obviously hidden in the front, the strokes are wild and heavy, but it can still give people a sense of sharpness like a sword unsheathed. It can be seen that the person with the edge is not in his form, but in his god.

Guan Renwu nodded to himself, and said in a categorical tone: "In my opinion, these two jade pendants do belong to the same vein, and they can't be wrong." ”

Xiao Crispy picked his fingers, and suddenly retreated: "Son, put it away, I'll go back to the room first." With that, he went straight out the door.

Guan Ren glanced at the slender back, and then at the spontaneously stunned old man, shook his head and said, "Old man, you have to change your stinky temper in the future, look, you are not welcome." ”

The old man probably agreed with this, but he refused to admit it, and said stiffly: "Fart! ”

Immediately after, the old man's tone suddenly softened, and he smiled: "It's better for you to go and intercede for the old man, that girl listens to you the most." ”

Guan Ren did not refuse, but went straight to another room, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Pushing the door, I saw a little girl in red curled up on the pear flower chair under the carved window on the south side, with shoes embroidered with small yellow flowers on the side, a pair of bare feet shrunk under the skirt, sharp chin against the knees, looking out of the window in a daze.

When Guan Ren came behind her, she didn't even notice it.

"What, what's on your mind?"

Xiao Su turned his head and said 'Childe' busily. A pair of white and barefoot, I don't know if it's better to put it down or hide it.

Guan Ren didn't notice that much, but just persuaded: "The old man's temperament is indeed a little stinky, but after all, it is your elders." It's better to have a relative like this now than to be alone, isn't it?"

"Childe, where is this, the old man has a lonely temperament, unconventional, and today he does not hesitate to sacrifice his life to save him, which shows that he has a prejudice......?

"It would be nice if you were willing to think like that. Guan Ren smiled: "It's just what?"

"Why don't you understand? The old man is lonely and proud, and he calls himself a hero, who am I? I'm just a fat bitch. It's nothing, but I'm not afraid of anyone looking down on me. But once he became my parent, I had to care. ”

Needless to say, the lame old man is so cultivated? Hearing this from afar, the old hand carrying the pot couldn't help but tremble slightly. The liquor poured down his throat, and the liquor ran down his beard and dripped.

At that time, it was the first moment of the third watch, the autumn wind sent cold, and the red window swayed.

In the night, the bleak wind seemed to be cut by sharp weapons, and a whimpering sound was heard.

The old man's heart was suddenly a little agitated, and he stared at the dark night outside the Zhu window. A broken blade with a broken tip swept from the far air, and the sound of the night wind being crushed by the sword gang was like thunder, and everyone who lived within a radius of half a mile must have been restless.

The old man muttered: "Three feet three?" There was some disbelief in his expression.

The broken sword came to a sudden halt at three feet, hanging an inch in front of the old man, and there was still green frost on the blade. It was expected that this blade would cross the land of the two states in just half a day, piercing through the clouds and fog all the way, and finally covering the blade with night dew and frost.

The old man stretched out a withered hand and gently wiped the edge of the broken sword, causing the long sword to roar happily.

"Three feet three...... Back then, I was so angry that I broke you ruthlessly, you won't hold a grudge against me, right?" the old man changed his lazy appearance in the past, and suddenly said with a look of cherishment.

The sword rang out again, humming and trembling in a rhythm that only the two could know about each other.

The old man nodded and smiled knowingly, "Okay, okay, then go out with me and cut off a few heads." The sky is dark and the moon is dark, and it is best to kill. ”

The old man flicked his fingers on the blade, and with a 'ding' sound, a layer of frost chips fell, and the blade suddenly returned to its original brightness, as bright as ice and snow.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his dry hand, Sen Sen was cold. This chill is not only because the sword is fast and the iron is cold, but also because this long iron is a murder weapon that takes people's lives. It is true that the old man wants to kill people, but as a puppet, the easiest way to kill people in the Three Realms is not only to match the hat with fine wine, the long sword to pick people's heads, but also to have a great awe for life. There is no better understanding in the world than a swordsman of what it means to 'flick the scabbard with your fingers and spend a penny'. It's just a blink of an eye, and the good body is actually shorter.

Therefore, in the eyes of the puppet, there is no contradiction between reverence for life and invisibility between killing and killing.

Guan Ren persuaded him for a long time, and it took a lot of time. Xiao Su's girl probably listened to it in her heart, and the rest depends on her own practice. If your understanding is sudden, you will be open-minded.

Guan Ren returned to his room, and now the white-bearded old man was gone, and there was a small half-pot of sorghum wine on the desk.

Outside the window, the night was vast, the white mist was pouring in, and the fire in the gauze lamp was gently shaking.

Guan Ren was about to fall asleep, when the window was closed, a beam of swords suddenly burst out in the night outside the building, the wind was fierce, the old man with a broken leg rode on the sword, suddenly soared, swept into the room through another small window, and suddenly stopped.

Guan Ren looked at the old man and asked, "Where have you been?"

"Kill, set fire. As he spoke, he picked up the flask on the table and continued to drink.

"Killed whom?"

"You'll see tomorrow. The old man poured wine on his back, smacked his lips, and shook the wine jar again, but there was no movement in the pot, and the wine was gone.

"Ah, yes. The old man temporarily changed his mind, that girl is pregnant now, and she needs someone to take care of her, so I won't accompany you to wander around. ”

Originally, I was very concerned about her safety, but with your old man taking care of me all the way, I felt much more at ease. ”

"Hmm. The old man nodded, and then instructed: "In the future, when walking on the rivers and lakes, don't be strong." You are pure and kind-hearted and chivalrous, this young man's chivalry is a good thing, but you kid is too self-conscious, but it is easy to cause trouble for yourself. Remember, remember. ”

The two complained to each other about their feelings of parting, and their mood was quite low for a while.

Guan Ren pretended to be free and easy, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, when I finish this Kyushu, I will go to you." ”

The old man shook his head: "Kyushu is so big and densely populated, you and I will turn around in the rivers and lakes, and I will probably never see each other again in this life." ”

The old man reached for the flask, and halfway through it remembered that there was no more wine in the jug.

Guan Ren was a little uncomfortable when he heard it, and he couldn't imagine that once some people disappeared, it would be a whole life's thing, "You wait, I'll go get the wine." "Running downstairs with a 'knock knock'.

When the wine was frought, the two of them just drank sullenly, and no one spoke.

At the fourth watch, the candle flame in the gauze lamp in front of the bed dried up the lamp oil, and the fire dimmed again and again, and finally died out.

"Let's go out and drink. The old man's aura hung in the air, and he smiled heroically: "Have you ever taken a sword?"

Guan Ren shook his head in the dark room, and in the dim light, he was still clearly seen by the old man.

"Today will open your eyes and try the joy of riding the wind and sword. ”

The broken sword that was lying horizontally on the table suddenly let out a clear groan, and then spared a few times in the room at great speed, and a circle of snow-bright sword light suddenly lit up in the dark room. When the light faded, the severed iron was already hanging in front of Guan Ren's knees.

"Why are you still stunned? The old man shouted.

Guan Ren raised his foot, carefully stepped on the sword body, and then stepped on the other foot, and his body shook forward and backward.

The old man shouted softly: "Go!"

The long sword flew out of the window with a person, and the Guan man hurriedly lowered his body so that his head would not hit the window frame.

At first glance, the curtain outside the window was gloomy, the world was vast, and when the wind blew, the body was a little unstable when standing. In desperation, I had to stretch my arms, sometimes high on the left and low on the right, sometimes low on the left and high on the right, so as to control the balance.

The old man chased after him from behind, and scolded from afar: "I want you to learn some swordsmanship, but you don't listen." This sword riding the wind is obviously a romantic affair, and it is rare for you to learn so embarrassed. Don't be motivated!"

Guan Ren swayed left and right in a panic, but he refused to admit defeat: "You see that I am not very good at controlling it? ”

The old man scolded back: "Slow death, slow death, like a little turtle! ”

The words fell, and Sanqisan suddenly groaned, and the speed of the sword was far faster than that of Fang Cai.

Guan Ren's heart was pounding in horror, and he only wanted to burst open, and it was especially difficult to breathe for a while, and he shouted miserably: "Old man, I'm going to die." ”

When the old man saw that white miserable face, he was in a trance for no reason. In the past, the youngest son Nie Huan was not like this, like a young falcon trying its wings, yearning for a high place, but afraid of breaking bones.

The Guan people shouted, but the old man was in a trance, but he didn't even hear half a word.