Nine Star Burden

? The leader adds 2/10

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The temperature in Beijiang in late November is already very low.

At 10:50 in the evening, the cold wind rolled the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound of rubbing the ground in the alley.

In a dark alley, a small and dilapidated storefront is as warm as spring.

The slightly old glass doors are covered with layers of mist, indicating the temperature of indoor and outdoor.

Two figures, one big and one small, stood in front of the door, looking at this small shop without a signboard.

Here? Jiang Xiao looked up at Erwei.

Yeah. Erwei stepped forward and pushed the door in.

Jiang Xiao followed and walked in. Compared with the dilapidated outside, although the interior was simple and narrow, it was unusually clean and tidy.

Aside from the invisible back kitchen, there are only more than 20 square meters here, there are six small tables, and there is no one. It should be closed.

An old aunt who is over 500 years old, with a slightly fat body and short curly hair, is sitting behind the wooden bar, counting her income for the day.

The small bell on the door made a crisp sound as the store door opened, and the aunt raised her head with a kind smile: We have closed...

Auntie's face froze, looking at the tall figure, the smile on her face became more and more sincere, and her slightly cloudy eyes seemed to have some expression: Child, are you on vacation?

Erwei nodded lightly, and a smile appeared on that stern face: Aunt Yu.

That's... a warm smile.

Jiang Xiao has long known that the woman beside him is moody, but he has never seen such a warm smile from her.

It was as if her cold aura had been dispelled by this old and warm little shop.

Her temperament will make anyone shy away from three points, and will not let anyone equate her with ordinary people.

But here, Jiang Xiao saw an ordinary, human-like young woman.

Older than the chief,

Work done. Auntie hurriedly walked to the back kitchen, muttering, Is there any cod at home? Hongying is here.

You come here every vacation? Jiang Xiao asked.

Yeah. Erwei took off the dark red windbreaker and hung it on the hanger.

Just after the simple action was completed, an uncle with slightly white hair came over with an induction cooker and a belly-shabu pot, and placed them on the small table chosen by the two.

It's good to come, it's good to come. The uncle smiled naively, and squatted down with the plug.

I'm coming. Jiang Xiao took the plug and leaned down.

It's fine. The uncle looked at Erwei, wiping his hands back and forth on the apron in front of him.

Okay. Erwei raised her head slightly and smiled, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes curved into two crescent moons.

That's good, that's good, just open it up, wait a moment, I'll come right away. The uncle said hurriedly, turning around and walking towards the back kitchen.

Ten minutes later, the belly-shabu pot was steaming hot, making a gurgling sound.

A plate of salted peanuts, a plate of old vinegar preserved eggs, and a plate of nut spinach were placed on the table.

Erwei looked at Jiang Xiao and said, Wine.

Jiang Xiao picked up the peanuts with one hand, and seemed to be infected by her style, and replied, Car.

Erwei nodded and didn't respond, just flipped over the belly in the pot.

Since entering the old and warm cabin, Jiang Xiao has no intention of opening the topic, he does not want to disturb Erwei's rare state.

You're going to the armory the day after tomorrow, Erwei said.

Yeah, it seems that the province is not satisfied with the students' achievements in the national league, which makes the experience more difficult. Jiang Xiao ate a peanut.

Heh. Erwei smiled disdainfully, noncommittal.

Come on, child, what would you like to drink? Auntie brought two glasses, one empty and one full of wine, and put them in front of Erwei, and said to Jiang Xiao, Home-brewed Xiaoyao, you. ..You're still young, aren't you?

Jiang Xiao waved his hands again and again and said, White water will do.

Good boy, you have to drink less drinks. Auntie muttered and turned to get the kettle.

Erwei picked up the glass in front of her and took a shallow sip. The spicy liquid filled her lips and tongue, burning all the way down her throat and into her chest.

Erwei slowly put down the wine glass, felt the flame in his chest, and slowly exhaled a cold breath: The astral skills carried by the other-dimensional creatures in the weapon library are not suitable for you.

It's okay. Jiang Xiao said casually, I analyzed it carefully, some star skills are quite interesting.

Erwei looked at Jiang Xiao silently and said, You only have 9 star slots, you shouldn't waste the empty slots on those star skills.

You're here to give me advice? You care about what I put in my star slot? Jiang Xiao asked with a smile.

Erwei nodded and said, Yes, I will participate in every step of your future growth.

Jiang Xiao panicked in his heart, and hurriedly changed the subject: Then 'hatred' is not bad.

Erwei: Brass, it's useless.

Jiang Xiao picked up a belly-rinsing skewer and said, That's not bad for 'nostalgia'.

Erwei shook his head: Silver, the halo range is too small and the effect is too low.

ah,

Jiang Xiao pursed his lips,

It's so hard, bro.

Looking at Jiang Xiao's appearance, Erwei said hoarsely: Don't expect to use high-level star beads to cover low-level star skills and improve quality in the future. No one in this world will love you like them, regardless of life and death.

Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, uh... It seems that she and Hai Tianqing have discussed it, and their ideas are the same.

Erwei glanced coldly at Jiang Xiao, but his voice still did not have any cadence: You only have 6 star slots left, and your few super-quality star skills are enough for your early growth, wait until after your Xinghe period, from gold Choose from star skills.

You are too domineering. Jiang Xiao said helplessly.

Erwei picked up the wine glass, looked at Jiang Xiao, and took a shallow sip.

Hemp chops, mutton skewers, and your favorite grilled cod. Auntie came over with a plate, and while speaking, put the teapot in front of Jiang Xiao's table.

Without getting a response from Erwei, the aunt didn't speak any more. She looked at Erwei who was drinking and Jiang Xiao who was picking up peanuts, and then she quietly left.

The boiling shabu-shabu was steaming white.

Through the fog, Jiang Xiao looked at Erwei's pair of phoenix eyes, made up his mind, gathered up his courage, and said, I don't want to join the army, I want to go to school.

Erwei's eyes sharpened, looking at Jiang Xiao, silent.

Jiang Xiao pulled down the collar of his hoodie, his body was hot and his heart was cold.

In this warm little shop, this more humanized Erwei added a little courage to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiaoqiang calmed himself: I want to be by my sister's side. Last time I was in the snowfield, I saw the real danger and knew what kind of battle she will participate in in the future as an excellent Awakener. I want to do my best. Possibly guard by her side.

Erwei's eyes dimmed, she picked up the wine glass she just put down, and slowly put it to her lips.

The small shop that was already closed was empty. Although the lights were bright, there was only Jiang Xiao at the table.

No hustle and bustle, just the ticking of the clock on the wall.

There was no noise, only the sound of boiling in the shabu-shabu pot.

Finally, Erwei broke the silence and said hoarsely, Then... eat.

Don't eat. Jiang Xiao hurriedly stood up and said, There is still class tomorrow, and she is also waiting for me to go back. It is too late, she will be worried.

Erwei was silent, nodded slightly, raised his hand, took out a rolled up map in the pocket of the windbreaker hanging on the wall, and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

Jiang Xiao asked curiously, What is this?

Erwei's voice was hoarse and his movements were a little stiff: Take it.

Jiang Xiao looked at the drawing in front of him, and then at Erwei, but found that her eyes were lowered, and her eyes were no longer aggressive.

Jiang Xiao was not confused by such eyes. He saw her stiff movements. After thinking about it, Jiang Xiao still took the map and said softly, Go home early.

With that said, Jiang Xiao turned around and walked out of the warm and bright shop. He pushed open the foggy glass door, and a cold wind hit. He lifted his collar and turned to look inside.

Erwei sat alone behind the small table, and the steaming mist from the small pot on the table covered her face.

I just could see that she picked up the wine glass again, raised her head and took a sip.

When he put down the wine glass again, there was only half a glass left.

Jiang Xiao shook his head, closed the door, and the dark alley was quiet.

Looking into the distance, there are thousands of lights among the high-rise buildings, lighting up a warm light.

He remembered Hai Tianqing's instructions, perhaps, she was not as radical as Hai Tianqing said.

Or, this special environment increased Jiang Xiao's survival rate.

Jiang Xiao walked out of the dim alley and saw the pitch-black car parked at the entrance of the alley.

He held his forehead helplessly and put his hand in his pocket. Sure enough, the car keys were still with him.

No matter what Erwei's character is, Jiang Xiao doesn't think that going back to deliver the car keys would be a correct option.

Not knowing how to be a good Jiang Xiao, he sat down on the steps and put the key on the tire? Or go back and put it in front of the store? If you don't knock on the door, under normal circumstances, the aunt of the store will come out, right?

Sitting on the stone steps, Jiang Xiao was thinking, holding the map in his left hand and the key in his right hand. He was a little distracted. Using the dim street light, he opened the map.

This is......

Topographic map of the arsenal?

Hand Painted?

There are various terrains, symbols, restricted areas, monster distribution, supply points, guards, night watchmen...

Dense, to the point of detail.

The text marked above, in that stroke, seems to be able to see the shadow of the sword.

Knife head dovetail, iron painted silver hook.

Just like her people, she is not good at talking, her words are sharp; she is not good at caring, and her movements are rigid.

Originally this heartwarming move, this full of care and love, has become domineering and tough, even clumsy.

Jiang Xiao looked at the detailed hand-painted map in his hand. In his mind, Erwei's stern appearance also turned into silence and stubbornness.

Thinking of her sad appearance after the fog, Jiang Xiao couldn't help standing up.

Hey... Jiang Xiao sighed deeply, turned and walked back.

bell bell bell.

The door rang with the bell.

The aunt's voice came from the bar in the house: We close...

Auntie's voice stopped abruptly, Jiang Xiao stepped in and came to the small table.

She saw the untouched tableware and dishes in front of her, and the empty wine glass.

You're back.

In her hoarse voice,

Finally brought a touch of emotional ups and downs.

Through the steaming mist, Jiang Xiao seemed to see a hint of surprise on her stern face.

Maybe,

He was wrong.