Qin Jian drank wine, and his clothes didn't change, and the wetness on it didn't affect his interest in drinking and eating.

When it was getting late, the two men urged the horses to gallop all the way for the sake of a river on the edge of the town, and the ferry would have to be packed back in the evening, whether rich or poor, only the warmth of the home could relieve the fatigue of the day.

Hurry up, the two of them finally caught up with the boat that was going to go, but it was the ferry that was to be collected that night that made Yan Xiaojun a little sulky.

It was a small ferry boat, unable to cross the river with two horses and two people at the same time, and it was hypocritical that it was too late to cross the second time, and everyone knew that there were no stones on the river to stumble the boat, and it was as smooth as it was dark, and the boatman clearly wanted to ask for a few more silver coins.

Yan Xiaojun, who is generous to one or two silver rewards on weekdays, is not happy to get a few dozen more pieces of silver, and counts a few words down the boatman, but he doesn't really do anything to the people, and for this matter, the smile on Qin Jian's face has not retreated.

When the ferry docked for the second time, Qin Jian led Chasing Wind to laugh and catch up with the dark, Chasing Wind stepped into the water with one foot, splashed water and poured him all over his body, and the joke was full of laughter, and he became a joke.

The food in the inn is not very particular, after a while, Yan Xiaojun has eaten enough, Qin Jian is drinking, and he has not eaten a few bites of food, he is too lazy to let Yan Xiaojun rest early, he knows that Yan Xiaojun will not go, but when Yan Xiaojun sees that his clothes are still wet and laughs again, he will not rush to say it again, and then he will not rush to say this, and then he will rush to Yan Xiaojun to rest, and the family can listen to him.

Qin Jian also smiled, and said to Yan Xiaojun, who was staring at him with a smile on his face: "Being appreciated by you with such a smile, it is difficult for anyone to finish this meal." ”

Yan Xiaojun said with a smile: "I'm in a hurry this way, it's rare to have time to sit down and look at you, why can't I laugh if I don't have hatred!"

Qin Jian was helpless, he knew that what Yan Xiaojun said was not the reason why he laughed at this time, what else could he do, let him laugh, so he said again: "Then you can appreciate it, the prodigal son has his own handsomeness worthy of appreciation." ”

Yan Xiaojun was not polite, he simply lay on the table, holding his chin with both hands and looking serious, which provoked Xiao Er, who had been looking here, also laughed.

Qin Jian began to regret his words, Qin Jian really couldn't eat this meal this time, no matter who was sitting in front of him when he was eating, staring at him with a smile, he couldn't remember how he usually ate for a while, and he wouldn't eat at this time.

After a long time, Qin Jian was able to eat almost under Yan Xiaojun's persistent appreciation, the chopsticks had not been put down, and there was still one section of wine left in the cup, Qin Jian asked coldly: "Your martial arts are passed down from that master?"

Yan Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face faded, and then said: "I don't know, he just taught me martial arts, I don't know anything else, and I don't even know any martial arts." ”

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, he couldn't tell if he was suspicious or what, he looked embarrassed for a while.

Yan Xiaojun understood it, smiled, and said, "You think I'm lying to you?"

Qin Jian smiled and continued: "No, it's just a little puzzled, but the teacher has not seen each other in real life, maybe he really has some things that he can't let go of, and there are entanglements, for the teacher, he will teach a whole body of martial arts, and he will take his fate to revert, he should love you like a son, he doesn't want you to understand him, I'm afraid that the rivers and lakes are over, and I don't want you to get involved in the grievances of the previous generation." ”

Yan Xiaojun's face tightened slightly, Qin Jian's words did not stop, and he said: "Your swordsmanship is peculiar, I have never seen it, I am afraid that his old man has studied what he has learned all his life, and created another mystery, and no one can see his old man's figure from your martial arts." ”

Yan Xiaojun listened to Qin Jian's words, he was grateful that Qin Jian no longer blindly asked, and he had a good impression of Qin Jian's words later, looking at Qin Jian with a smile, but his mouth was almost joking: "Then are you a person with a heart?"

Qin Jian smiled, maybe Yan Xiaojun still didn't fully understand, or maybe it was just a joke, the unintentional person in his mouth was himself, and the person with a heart was the person who was involved in his master's grievances in the previous generation, Qin Jian thought about this, and casually answered: "It should be an unintentional person!"

Yan Xiaojun smiled, Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, and suddenly thought of something that was bothering him all the way, so he turned around and asked: "Why did you turn around before the **** fell, in this dangerous rivers and lakes, this young arrogance and arrogance will make you not even have a chance to regret it, this is a taboo in the rivers and lakes." ”

If someone else said this about Yan Xiaojun, then he would regret this unabashed sentence and ran out, but now it was Qin Jian who said this, Yan Xiaojun knew that Qin Jian was just worried about himself, and he heard about it on the road left to him in the future, so Yan Xiaojun didn't have much anger.

Yan Xiaojun continued: "That's not arrogance, the only person in the world who loves me is my father-in-law, and I will do my best to learn what he can teach, and there is no doubt at all." ”

Thinking of the subtle changes in his heart, Yan Xiaojun paused for a moment, and then said: "My father-in-law also remembered something one day when I was learning swords, and said to me, Xiaojun and sword practitioners are not just simple swords, but also meaning!"

Qin Jian is also a person who learns swords, Yan Xiaojun's father-in-law is not an ordinary person, any doctrine may be a kind of greedy for him, human nature, Qin Jian also listened very carefully at this time.

Yan Xiaojun said without stopping: "The biggest weakness of Xi Jian is that he doesn't believe in the sword in your hand, the rivers and lakes are cold and cruel, if you can't enter, you won't enter, if you have no choice but to be in the rivers and lakes, you must believe in the sword in your hand." The old man has countless grievances in his life, and every time he watched his opponent fall, until one time, when the opponent fell, he looked at me with a strange look, which was full of contempt and vicious curses, and his eyes seemed to tell me that I would die more tragically than him, he was crushing my confidence, and let me imagine the hints given by his vicious curse in front of the next opponent, which made me more and more afraid of breaking the sword in front of the next opponent! It's this glance that has made me distracted in front of my opponent a few times and put me in danger, I hope you will keep it in mind!"

Yan Xiaojun recounted this past, probably because his mind returned there, and the figure of his father-in-law appeared in front of him, and tears appeared in his eyes unconsciously.

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, but couldn't help but let him think of Yan Xiaojun's mysterious father-in-law, he loved Yan Xiaojun but told him this past, who can always be proud of the rivers and lakes, martial arts have no end, the martial arts he gave Yan Xiaojun enough to be arrogant can not be invincible in the rivers and lakes, this arrogance and self-confidence may be a dangerous trap in the face of real masters in the future.

Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, he couldn't let Yan Xiaojun forget his father-in-law's words, so he couldn't change Yan Xiaojun's point of view, so what kind of language would be a burden to re-export, he could only let Yan Xiaojun go through the rivers and lakes by himself, looking for right and wrong.

Qin Jian changed the topic, looked at the tears that appeared in Yan Xiaojun's eyes, and said softly, "What's the matter, the sad past is recalled?"

Yan Xiaojun's sudden sadness had dissolved, and when he looked at Qin Jian, he only wanted a smile on his face, and said to Qin Jian who had a caring face: "It's just that I miss my father-in-law a little." ”

Qin Jian smiled, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yan Xiaojun's shoulder, and then heard two louder noises outside, and then thought that there was still some distance to run tomorrow, so he said casually: "Let's go, go back and rest, there are still hundreds of miles to go tomorrow." ”

Yan Xiaojun nodded, although he didn't feel too tired and just wanted to chat with Qin Jian for a while, he didn't say anything, and followed Qin Jian back to the backyard.

Qin Jian said that he came back to rest, but he couldn't really rest, from the small talk, he knew that Yan Xiaojun's days in the rivers and lakes were too short, he didn't know the dangers of the rivers and lakes, and he didn't compromise the means to seek the end, this is the rivers and lakes that Qin Jian has understood through many years of ups and downs.

Qin Jian felt that it was time for the masters of the Sword Alliance to arrive, and he had no way of knowing the next plan of the Sword Alliance, but Qin Jian knew that they would never give up.

The Sword League has become more and more outstanding in the rivers and lakes in recent years, but it has not had many grievances with the major sects and martial arts masters, but there are some gaps with the Sword Sect, but it has never heard of a big fight, for many years, it has been so peaceful, but now a sword envoy of the branch hall has been killed, which is enough to shock the branch hall and shake the Sword Alliance, Sun Fan will not have no action to appease the branch hall, let alone give an explanation to the headquarters of the Sword Alliance.

After a moment of thoughts, Qin Jian came back to his senses, he didn't rush to close the door to rest, and sorted out some things in his heart first, at this time, the unclosed door was opened, and a person pushed the door and walked into the house.

Qin Jian's face was surprised, not because this person broke in without knocking on the door, but because the person who came in was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with a delicate appearance, a purple dress, a pink shawl, and a touch of fragrance greeted her as she walked.

The girl was also generous, sitting opposite Qin Jian with a smile, the exquisite, small guqin in her arms had been placed on the table, and before Qin Jian could dissipate the surprise left on her face in the face of this sudden thing, the girl smiled softly again, her smile was intimate, her eyes were charming, and her look was smart, which was enough to sweep away Qin Jian's remaining surprise color.

The girl's voice as crisp as a bell sounded at this time: "The slave family disturbed the son's rest." ”

Qin Jian didn't know whether to nod or shake his head for a while, the girl didn't let this embarrassment continue, and continued: "There is not much business in the inn on weekdays, and it is rare for the son to come, such a long night and the moon is strong, it is better to let the slave family stroke a song for the son, which has diluted the sorrow of the lonely journey of the distant guest!"

The smile on Qin Jian's face became stronger, and he said, "Okay!"

The girl's wonderful smile reappeared, and she said: "The son tastes tea and smells the piano, and Ling'er is ugly." ”

Qin Jian is not a person who doesn't know the interest, but at this time, when the sound of the piano is about to rise, he added: "Ling'er's name is as beautiful and ethereal as a person, and seeing this scene and this person in this silent night is really like being in the sky." ”

The girl changed her down-to-earth generosity, looking shy, bowing her head slightly, her eyebrows were raised, her goose face was red, and a pair of Qianqianyu fingers had been stroked on the strings, and the ethereal music should be raised.