When the two hearts are happy and very satisfied, it is very easy to walk.

Along the way, Luo Jingfeng has been holding Yue Mingyue's hand, although he is running at a gallop, but they both stop and hug each other from time to time, still feeling the passionate entanglement in the dark nest.

Hiding behind the dirt slope, after kissing and intertwining for the last time, Luo Jingfeng pinched Yue Mingyue's delicate pink cheeks, but his eyes flashed with worry that he was unwilling to leave.

At the end of the official road, Yingyang City is clearly visible.

"Mingyue, we've arrived at the ground!"

Luo Jingfeng let go of the hand he was holding, but frowned, looked back at the city gate, and his whole expression suddenly became calm.

"You are really a fickle master, you were still passionate just now, and now you have this face, you are really vigorous. ”

Yue Mingyue shook her head, and a sweet and happy smile was still swaying on her cheeks.

"You can't blame me for this! Whoever asks you to call me master, the master has to look like a master. ”

He smiled and glanced at her as he turned to take a step.

"Then why don't you want to think about the identity of the master when you are doing that!"

Rushing in broken steps, Yue Mingyue followed Luo Jingfeng's footsteps, but did not walk side by side with him.

Alas!

After a hard moan.

Luo Jingfeng stopped, his eyes flashed sharply, but his cheeks turned red again.

"Who let me have such a pretty apprentice as you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it. This time, his hand fell gently and eagerly on her giant peak. As soon as they make contact, the expression on their faces flashes with irrepressible desire.

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Yue Mingyue narrowed her eyes, and her nostrils flickered and closed, and there was another eager hot breath. She reached out and pressed the back of his hand, squeezing with hatred.

"I don't care! I don't have a chance when I enter the city. ”

"As long as you want to, you can find an opportunity, I will wait for the master at any time. ”

Alas!

"How can it be so easy, who knows how deep the trap they tossed for us in the painting style, and what kind of big net they laid out!"

Luo Jingfeng reluctantly withdrew his hand and kissed her on the lips fiercely.

"Not necessarily, it's not like there's nothing in the city. ”

"It's not possible, according to the old man, I feel that this time in Yingyang City is not an easy experience. Maybe it's still a very sinister and difficult place of right and wrong. ”

He looked back and smiled happily.

"Let's go, we'll go into town now. ”

Yue Mingyue nodded and smiled, took a hurried step, and when she stood beside Luo Jingfeng, she tilted her head and stared at him anxiously.

"Then when you enter the city, can you stay with me?"

Although it was a soft question, it was very eager.

"It depends on the opportunity, who knows if there is time Alas!"

As soon as Luo Jingfeng finished speaking, he hurriedly took a step and rushed towards the open city gate, leaving Yue Mingyue behind him still contemplative.

"Master, you wait for me, I will find opportunities and time drops. ”

After smiling at her sudden realization, she let go of her steps and ran away.

On the streets of Yingyang City.

Luo Jingfeng and Yue Mingyue walked side by side, but they seemed very anxious.

As they looked left and right, they passed through the main street lined with shops, and in front of them was the mansion of the commander of the city. Looking ahead, it should be a crowded market area.

"Mingyue, do you say that the style of painting will be hidden in the official mansion?"

Luo Jingfeng stopped and watched, and lowered his voice.

"However, there is no such possibility, they should be traveling in secret!"

"What you said is really not bad, Chen Mao They are still very strict and strict about official ranks, and under normal circumstances, they will not easily let people enter the official residence. ”

Yue Mingyue pulled Luo Jingfeng's sleeve.

"Aren't you going to meet with your uncle first, and go directly to find the painting style!"

Luo Jingfeng smiled back, nodded, and began to walk again with satisfaction.

He did think so, it would be best to find a foothold for them before the meeting.

At this time.

It was already the westerly setting, and the pedestrians in the market did not decrease, but passed by crowded and hurried.

"This Yingyang City is really a strange place, it's been such an hour, and there are so many pedestrians crowded, it can't be a festival, right?"

He looked around puzzled.

"Master, you're stupid again! The New Year will be in a few days, and now is the time to prepare for the New Year!"

Yue Mingyue gently pushed Luo Jingfeng's back.

Oh!

"I really forgot, it's almost the New Year. ”

Luo turned around and looked back, nodding and smiling apologetically.

Suddenly.

A half-sized man dressed in a coarse linen coat with thick eyebrows and big eyes came into view, and he was standing in front of a sword stall, repeatedly figuring out an ordinary chopping knife.

The moment Luo Jingfeng flashed in surprise, he grabbed Yue Mingyue's wrist and walked towards the sword stall quickly. When he stood behind the half-man, he put his finger on his mouth.

Hush!

After whispering, he continued to observe the scene in front of him.

The old man who sold the knife tied his coiled silver hair, which looked very neat in the sun, and the wooden hairpin of the other hair was shining with a deep luster.

"You've come to see the knife no less than ten times a day, so buy one if you like!"

The old man was kind and kind, and his tone was kind but very strong.

"That's what I wanted. ”

The half-old man picked up the knife and hovered it in his hand a few times, and after performing a few moves that he used in the knife technique, he quietly looked at the blade, and his face was half joyful and half sad.

The half-young man licked Ziqing's lips, and reluctantly put the strange long knife in his hand that looked like an ordinary woodcutter back into the distance, but the eyes were so eager.

"But I didn't... Nope..."

"You can't hold a knife without money, but when you go home, you ask your father for money. ”

The old man who sold it seemed very amiable.

"I don't have a father or a mother, just me and my sister. ”

The half-young man said earnestly and regretfully, and looked up at the old man in front of him again.

"And what's your name?"

"My sister said that when my father died, he didn't have time to give me a name, but my sister told me to self-condense every day. ”

When Zi Ning spoke, he reached out and touched the handle of the woodcutter, and looked at the other short knives on the stall with a distracted look, and his face quickly appeared fascinated.

When he saw this scene, Luo Jingfeng suddenly flashed with pity.

He thought of himself, and remembered the sadness of following the master to buy New Year's goods when he was a child.

When he took a step and stood in front of the half-sized guy, Luo Jingfeng still looked at him and watched carefully.

The age of self-condensation is no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, although he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his childishness is full of face. Although it is childish, its expression is extremely deep.

Although there are many children without fathers and mothers in the era of beacon smoke, in the years of annexation by various tyrants. But there are not many young people who are so calm and childish, and even a little rare.

Luo Jingfeng couldn't help but look at it carefully again.

I saw that the self-congealed head was indeed disproportionate to the thin and short body, only the raised forehead and thick black eyebrows revealed the rare masculinity of a boy. This half-sized guy is really a little different from his age, and he is as short as a child.

He half-crouched down.

"Little brother, if you like this knife, then my brother will give it to you!"

Luo Jingfeng pulled out the woodcutter that Zi Ning had tested before from the stall, weighed it, and handed it to him with a smile.

When Yue Mingyue was also half-squatting, she grabbed his hand and pressed it on the handle of the knife.

Zi Ning was very puzzled to break free from Yue Mingyue's grasp, looked at Luo Jingfeng, and blinked his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I do want to buy a knife for you. ”

Luo Jingfeng said softly, and stuffed the woodcutter into Zining's hand.

Zining took the knife in horror but very happily, looked down and pondered carefully.

In fact, it was a strange knife shaped like a conch, about seven inches long and three inches thick, with a hook-shaped handle. It should be said that the weight of this knife is not very easy in his hand, but it does not seem so heavy in his turn, but it is somewhat handy. Don't look at his young age, but he doesn't act recklessly.

After Zi Ning smiled at Luo Jingfeng, he suddenly turned around and carefully squatted beside Yue Mingyue with his knife. Throwing aside the frozen ground with his left hand, he grabbed a handful of moist dirt and clenched it into a small ball. With a flick of his right arm, he placed the knife flat on his knees and wiped the rust from the surface of the knife with wet soil. So serious, so careful, the slender and white fingers were covered with dirt.

Luo Jingfeng watched quietly, and a rare pleasing feeling appeared on his face.

About half an hour of incense, he shook off the dirt from the knife, bent down to pick up a rag on the ground, and wiped it back and forth. Gradually, strange patterns and patterns appeared on the body of the knife.

Suddenly, after he stood up and turned around, he held the blade of the knife with both hands and handed it to Luo Jingfeng.

"Brother, you see, this is not an ordinary woodcutter. ”

His eyes were blazing with excitement.

Luo Jingfeng didn't take the knife, just smiled and nodded.

"It's really not an ordinary knife for chopping wood, it should be a weird knife that belongs to you, as long as my brother likes it, I'll give it to you after paying the bill!"

He hurriedly turned his head to stare at Yue Mingyue's smiling face.

After Yue Mingyue smiled proudly, she took out a silver ingot from her long sleeve, held it in front of her eyes, and smiled at Luo Jingfeng.

"But my sister will scold me!"

Zining was still a little hesitant and timid.

"It doesn't matter, just say I sent you. ”

When Luo Jingfeng held him by the shoulder, he slowly stood up,

"Are you still here, can I find you?"

Zi Ning didn't move, still holding the knife in both hands, a sincere and intimate look.

Suddenly, a shout spread.

The sound of chaotic footsteps, the sound of falling iron and wood objects falling to the ground. This was followed by the screeching of horses' hooves and whips.

Luo frightened the wind and looked into the distance.