The flying boat was as fast as lightning, piercing through the stratus clouds and climbing over the mountains, and arrived at Hanyuan City on the sixth day when the morning sun was born.

Guo'er had been lying on the edge of the ship expectantly, and when he saw the giant city that spanned hundreds of miles in front of him, and saw this giant fortress of the human race that had stood for tens of thousands of years, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

The flying boat slowed down when it approached a guard tower, and several armorers covered in bright silver flew over to check, Jing Fei handed over the waist card, and after checking the armor, he asked Guo'er and Yuan Chun to show their identity certificates, and after briefly asking the purpose of the trip, the flying boat slowly entered the city.

The flying boat landed in the teleportation square behind the Divine Protector Mansion, Yuan Chun had just put away the flying boat, and someone came to check it, Guo'er stared at the Optimus Pillar of Light rising from time to time in front of him with wide eyes, turned his head to look at Jing Fei and asked:

"Where do these teleportation arrays lead?"

Jing Fei rehung the waist card and said with a smile:

"The ten major dangers, the five Jedi, and the three hundred and sixty prefectures and counties all go from here. If you want to go to the main cities of Fuyao, Guanhai, and Nangong, you need to go to the city lord's mansion. ”

The three of them walked to the main gate of the Divine Protection Mansion, Jing Fei asked Guo'er and Yuan Chun to wait outside, and he entered the mansion to resume his life.

About half an hour later, Jing Fei came out of the Divine Protector's Mansion, and Guo'er's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, he saw that the sign hanging on Jing Fei's waist had been replaced by a green jade card.

There are a total of six grades of walking in the Divine Protector's Mansion, black six and five green, each grade corresponds to the corresponding cultivation, qualifications and merits, if Jing is not just an ordinary walk in the Divine Protector's Mansion, it will only start from the sixth grade, but the Criminal Trial Division is different, even if he stays in the palace to patrol and stand guard, the lowest is the fifth grade.

Jing Fei approached, and Guo'er asked for a waist card to look over and over again, "Isn't it any different!" Guo'er said curiously.

Jing Fei took the waist card, Lingyuan was injected, and the words Criminal Trial Division suddenly appeared on the back of the waist card.

"The Criminal Trial Division specializes in dealing with the most dangerous incidents, of course, it will not be too obvious, if you want to catch a thief, you can't always walk on the street in official uniform. ”

Back to the plum blossom building, Guo'er looked around along the way, the Divine Protector Mansion has always been the existence of the Supreme Court in the minds of ordinary people, even if Guo'er has been in the Iron Fist Club for three years, and has seen a lot of big scenes, but the unattainable image of the Divine Protector Mansion when he was young is still indelible in his mind, so he is curious about everything in the Divine Protectorate Mansion and full of awe at the same time.

She watched the brocade clothes coming and going in the plum blossom building, watching them talk like ordinary people, talking and laughing, scolding, flirting, and suddenly emptying in her heart, as if something beautiful had been broken.

Jing Fei sensed Guo'er's emotions, and after a little thought, he knew Guo'er's thoughts, he reached out to hold Guo'er's shoulder, rubbed Guo'er's head, and said softly:

Do you feel that the walks around you are not the same as you expected, do you feel a little lost, or even disappointed? ”

"When I was a child, I saw how beautiful the world was, but when I grew up, I found that everything was different, becoming strange, cold, and intimidating, and the beauty in my mind gradually faded away, whether the world has changed, or I have changed!"

Jing Fei stopped and turned his head to look at Guo'er, Guo'er also looked up at Jing Fei, his clear eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and the depths of the mist were doubts and confusion.

Jing Fei suddenly laughed:

"The world is always changing, it never stops because of the will of the individual, time passes by us, we grow up, we get old, and we ourselves change. ”

"But some things are constant, for example, in your grandfather's eyes, Guo'er will always be the little girl who doesn't grow up. When he was in Chengping County, your grandfather sat in the courtyard every evening waiting for his granddaughter to come back from the spiritual seminary, and now your grandfather went to Wuweiwei, and on weekdays, he got together with a group of men who were covered in sweat and smell, and the most he said must have been his precious granddaughter who went to the Iron Fist Society to practice, and was also accepted as a descendant by the owner of the Red Flame Altar, I guess he must have been full of red light at that time, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the amount of alcohol was bottomless. And in the dead of night, your grandfather sat alone in the military tent, thinking about the precious granddaughter who was thousands of miles away. It's cold, whether you dress warmly, whether you have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with your senior brothers and sisters, the people of the Iron Fist Club like to reason with their fists, and they don't know if they have been bullied. ”

"In the past, in Linxi Town, Aunt Li would send you whenever she had something good, but now she gave birth to Li Sanqiu, but her favorite Guo'er went to practice in other places, and your Aunt Li also often talked about you, when she hugged Brother Qiu, in addition to pointing to Li Xian and Li Liang and saying that this is your brother, she would also say that there is a very promising sister, the sister is called Guo'er, and she will practice in the Iron Fist Society far away. ”

"And in my eyes, you will always be the naughty little girl who deliberately bruises my eye sockets while she is learning. Everyone changes, but these things never change. ”

The tears in Guo'er's eyes finally broke the embankment, and she threw herself into Jing Fei's arms with a wow, Jing Fei looked down at the girl who held her head tightly on her chest, and the last trace of the silence in her eyes gradually turned into tenderness.

After Guo'er cried, she let go of the hand holding Jing Fei, she looked at the gazes of pedestrians in the distance, and her little face turned red.

Jing Fei stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Guo'er's face, and said with a smile: "Introduce you to an interesting guy." Then Jing Fei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a light seemed to rise in the depths of his eyes, those eyes were clear, bright, innocent, with surprise, with a smile like sunshine on his face, he suddenly stepped forward and picked up Guo'er, and shouted excitedly while turning in circles: "Ah, I finally saw you, I have never met the dearest and loveliest sister Guo'er who punched the Nine Heavens and kicked the Nine Hells God Fist invincible." ”

Jian Feizhang, Jiang Zhier, and Bai Liang went to the teaching hall, and came back in the evening, and they were very happy to learn that Jing had entered the Criminal Trial Division. Teaching Gao Feng has a lot of things to deal with, but the students he taught have entered the Criminal Trial Division, he is happy, his face is bright, and he does not hesitate to drop the matter at hand and rush over, and Mei Blossom Xiaozhu is also good friends with Jing Fei.

The banquet ended the next morning, and the people who came were all monks, changed their clothes, and cleared the smell of alcohol on their bodies, what should they do to continue to do it, and Jian Feizhang and Jing Fei accompanied Guo'er to play in Hanyuan City.

Guo'er didn't go home for three years, and bought a lot of gifts for her grandfather and Aunt Li's family, Jing Fei looked down on these, and she had already prepared her own share.

Guo'er took a fancy to a knife for her grandfather, the knife was three feet and one inch long, weighing one thousand and eighteen pounds, according to the store, it was made of extraterrestrial meteorite iron called Xingshen Steel. The store quoted 1,500 kunyu, a group of people bargained for nearly an hour, and finally cut 1,200 kunyu, this amount is still not small, Jing Fei has a lot of wealth, but he can also afford it, I wanted to pay to help Guo'er buy it, Guo'er directly threw a spar card to the store, the front is engraved with the logo of the Iron Fist Society, and the back is the monogram of the Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce.

Jing Fei asked who gave it, Guo'er said that it was given by the master before the retreat, and the master also said before the retreat that the girl should be rich, so that she would not be abducted by the man, and if Kunyu ran out, she would go to the senior brother to ask for it.

Jing Fei asked how much Kunyu was on the spar card, and Guo'er didn't know that there were people who stayed in the Red Flame Altar to handle food, clothing, housing, and transportation, but he never worried about money. Jing Fei asked the shopkeeper to check, and the shopkeeper's eyes widened suddenly, and when everyone learned that there were 10,000 kun jade on the spar card, their jaws instantly dropped.

Guo'er played in Hanyuan City for three days, and after three days, Jing Fei settled the affairs of the Shenhu Mansion and took Guo'er Yuan Chun to Guangyuan County, and the three of them rushed to the Wuwei Wei Tianxiao camp non-stop, and after learning that Zhang Jingchang had already returned to Chengping County on leave, he turned around and galloped towards Chengping County.

At the gate of Chengping County, Chihiro was lying on a piece of animal skin lazily basking in the sun, and there was a reclining chair next to it, and a spirited old man on the chair was gently swaying with a cigarette stick in his mouth.

Approaching noon, the number of people entering and leaving the city gradually became scarce, and the goalkeeper Zhang Dongyang came over and shouted Uncle Zhang, saying:

"You're always waiting at home, and Guo'er doesn't know the way home. You always take a chair and lie down here, the sun is shining, warm and warm, comfortable, the people who come in and out are looking at you, the morning and afternoon when the people in and out of the city are the most, everyone pauses like this, people are crowded together, seriously affecting our city guard duties. ”

Zhang Dongyang's nose wrinkled, he sniffed the drifting smoke, and said with a sneer:

"Hehe, Uncle Zhang, your tobacco leaves are good, it shouldn't be a local product. ”

Zhang Jingchang didn't roll his eyelids, spit out a puff of cigarette, and said with a red face:

"Oh, you're talking about tobacco, it was sent from the Iron Fist Society last year, and it is said to be a tobacco leaf unique to the Blackstone Mountains, but not everyone can enjoy it. ”

"Haha, can you give me a little bit and let me taste it fresh!"

Zhang Jingchang pointed at Zhang Dongyang's nose with a cigarette stick and scolded angrily:

"Roll the calf, you little pickpocketed skin came to our house to eat and drink when you were young, and when you grew up, you came to rub my wine, and now you even have to rub the tobacco leaves sent by my granddaughter, why have I never received your filial piety, can you still have a face!"

Zhang Dongyang suddenly said aggrievedly:

"Oh, the Yu family is poor, and the cultivation is not enough for self-sufficiency. ”

Zhang Jingchang was about to open his mouth to mock, when the words came to his mouth suddenly froze, he looked sideways into the distance, and Chihiro on the side followed closely behind him and raised his head and pricked up his ears.

A few breaths later, a flying boat came from a distance, the flying boat stopped at the gate of the city, a fiery red dress delicate girl jumped off the flying boat, reunited after a long absence, thousands of thoughts turned into a sentence at this time:

"Grandpa, Guo'er is back. ”

(End of Volume 1)

(Please end the first volume of the dream in the middle of the stream, Poor Dao initially decided to write a novel was influenced by the light kiss on the fingertips, and felt that the novels at the fingertips had a kind of fairy spirit that was out of the world, because of the relationship between the writing and the writing, the early days of writing have been imitating, not only kissing the fingertips, leaping a thousand sorrows, beacon fire, all the authors who consciously write well are imperceptibly influencing me.)

I have written 200,000 words now, but I still haven't formed my own style, which may be related to my own literary literacy.

But Poor Dao is still working very hard, still constantly learning and improving, this chapter writes about Jing Fei's dialogue with Guo'er, Poor Dao himself has been touched, no matter what readers think of the writing emotion, but it is an important breakthrough for Poor Dao.

Not much to say, the first volume of Sen Luo is over, and the next volume of Jinyi Night Walk will tell about Jing Fei's strange experience in the Criminal Trial Division. ）