See Jiangshan

From the moment when the young master drew his sword out of its sheath to when Xu Ran appeared at the street crossing, it seemed like a long time, but in fact, the dust settled in an instant.

If it is slower, no one knows what the result will be now.

Cheng Qianren's body was soaked in cold sweat, and at that moment just now, a terrifying sense of oppression hit people's hearts. The feeling of stagnant thinking and uncontrollable limbs was really terrible.

He thought with lingering fear, is this the power of a practitioner?

Xu Ran didn't go too close, and stopped seven steps away from them.

This distance, which seemed to indicate to the opponent that she did not intend to strike immediately, was actually able to ensure that her strongest sword move fell on the opponent.

Gu Er taught her in the past.I don't know if he thought that this day would come sooner or later when he taught these things.

The young prince frowned: "So it was you."

Xu Ran said seriously: "It's me. This junior, I was wrong for admitting to the wrong person yesterday. If you have any opinions, you can come to me. Don't take revenge on my friend."

As soon as the voice fell, except for the dummy servant who did not respond, the other three looked a little strange.

This kind of ability to destroy the atmosphere made Gu Xuejiang, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but sigh.

Cheng Qianren could probably guess what he was thinking: Alas, it's rare that Xu Da played so well this time, and he's still only three seconds handsome.

Sure enough, the other party smiled ironically: "What are you?"

Xu Ran still had a serious expression that couldn't figure out the situation: "I've said it all, what are you, Xu Ran?" She remembered again, "Oh, by the way, it's nothing, it's Zhong Tianyu, pay the hospital construction fee the one."

The young man's ironic smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Qianren suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the other party, and sought revenge in the rainy night, but all he met were strange things.

He didn't notice that as soon as Xu Ran came and the three of them were reunited, he relaxed and had time to think wildly.

Zhong Tianyu turned to Gu Xuejiang: "Master of the lake, you used to be the most sympathetic to women, but now that your martial arteries have been crippled, can you just hide behind women?"

Cheng Qianren was usually afraid of trouble, and would avoid trouble whenever he could, but now that it was obvious that he couldn't avoid it, he wanted to make a quick decision.

After all, it was so late, and Zhuliu was waiting for him at home alone.

"I don't know what the rules are in your imperial capital. What kind of enmity do you two have?"

He didn't say a word all the time, but suddenly made a sound at this moment, and everyone looked at him.

He said: "But this is Nanyang City. We are all Nanyuan disciples, of course we follow the rules of the academy."

"You're talking about the 'During your studies, you are not allowed to kill your classmates'?" Zhong Tianyu laughed: "Unfortunately, this senior sister and I belong to the same Qingshan Academy. See you in the martial arts arena, life and death are at your own risk."

Xu Ran put the knife back into its sheath with a 'clang clang' sound: "I'll see you at the Martial Arts Field while you fight."

"No luck, what's the point of beating life and death?"

"I have no money, what do you want?"

He was talking to Xu Ran, but looked at Gu Xuejiang: "How about the loser kneel down and apologize in public?"

Xu Ran thought for a while: "If you lose, you don't have to kneel down, just give the money."

Gu Xuejiang never thought that Xu Ran would still be so smart.

If Zhong Tianyu was really forced to kneel in public, the matter would only become more troublesome given the Zhong family's character of vengeance.It is about the face of a family, and it is no longer a small fight of young people.

Xu Ran didn't think too much about it, she just felt that kneeling would be better than giving money.

Under the earnest eyes of her companion, she thought to herself, I have to kill the lion, and the three of us will share it equally.

She said, "30 taels!"

Gu Xuejiang: "..."

Cheng Qianren: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Xu Ran followed Cheng Qianren's gaze and saw the banknotes on the table, and realized it later... But a gentleman is quick to say what he says, and he can't go back.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "Senior sister won't cheat you, just 30 taels, let you buy a lesson."

Zhong Tianyu didn't want to stay any longer at this moment.What a bargain.

He still gave the sword to the servant, and walked away with a sleeve: "The book of war will arrive tomorrow. Just wait and kneel."

The servant remained expressionless, and followed behind him to hold an umbrella for him.The sleeves of the two of them fluttered and disappeared at the intersection in a blink of an eye.

Gu Er asked: "Have you brought an umbrella?"

The continuous spring rain hits the body without pain or itching.After the other party left, he completely relaxed, only to realize that he was already drenched in water.Cheng Qianren and Gu Xuejiang didn't have the body shield of real energy, so they looked very embarrassed.

Xu Ran said honestly: "I didn't bring it. I only brought a knife."

Cheng Qianren picked out his umbrella from the mess of bamboo bones on the ground: "Come on, take the pot back with me. Ask the owner to lend you two."

There was no one on the rocking chair in front of the door, and the store was empty, so Cheng Qianren moved the rocking chair back to the counter.

The owner just raised the curtain, came out from the back kitchen, put a bowl of chicken soup wontons on the table, and said to him, "Eat."

Cheng Qianren hurried over from school, didn't bother to eat, and was frightened by swords and wind after cold and rainy weather.At this time, facing a bowl of hot, fragrant wontons, I feel extremely hungry.

It wasn't just him, Xu Da and Gu Er were also staring at the wonton bowl.

The boss couldn't see their embarrassment, so he slumped on the rocking chair behind the counter: "I made too much, scoop it out of the pot by myself."

The wonton skin is thin and the stuffing is full, the soup is delicious, and the spicy pepper is added, the more you eat, the hotter it is, and the chills in your body are dispelled.

Cheng Qianren ate with his head buried, and suddenly heard his host say: "Didn't I tell you before that when you come to my place, you have to bring someone who is convenient for you?"

He thought to himself, so you saw it.But it was far away and it was raining, so I probably couldn't see clearly.

Alas, the person I met just now is a practitioner, what use is it for me to hold a rusty old sword.

He responded, "I brought it with me when I came here, and put it in the corner, but I didn't take it out just now... Thank you, Master."

Thinking about it, no boss would be willing to hire a guy who caused a lot of trouble outside, so he didn't dare to say more.

Cheng Qianren recalled the day when he first came here, before leaving, the owner called him, took out a long cloth bag from under the counter and threw it to him.

"Although it is in Nanyang City, good and bad people are mixed in Xishi." He looked at the dead people on the ground. "This kind of thing will happen again at some point. Pick it up, and bring this here later."

Cheng Qianren took it apart and saw it was a sword.

"It's old and rusty, but it's enough for you to hold it and pretend."

"...Thank you, my boss."

"No thanks, buddy."

In the west market, the three religions and nine schools gather, the guests get drunk and make trouble, the buyers and sellers quarrel and fight, and the official messengers are always late.

After Cheng Qianren obtained the sword, he would bring it with him every time he came here as promised. Even if it was useless, having a sword in his hand made him feel more at ease.

Xu Ran and Gu Er came out with bowls, and the three of them sat on the small table, eating in silence.

After eating, leave ten pennies.This is an old rule, Cheng Qianren doesn't charge for meals, and the two of them have to pay at normal prices.

"Boss, I want to borrow two umbrellas and return them tomorrow."

The Dong family offered another three-character mantra: "Whatever you want."

All three of them live in the east of the city and go home together.

The rain is getting weaker, but the night wind is getting colder, rolling up the shadows of the trees and swaying, and the fallen leaves are flying.The paper lanterns under the eaves of the house fluttered in the wind, and the flickering candlelight fell on the wet bluestone slabs, leaving light golden shadows.

The scenery of early spring, the coolness of late autumn.

There were no pedestrians on the road on a rainy night, and the wild cats that sprang out occasionally on weekdays did not know where to hide.

Holding umbrellas, they walked side by side in the rare and quiet Nanyang City.

Xu Ran said: "Gu Er, do you have anything to say?"

"Ask, what do you ask, what do I say."

Xu Ran still remembered the conversation at noon yesterday, and asked, "What kind of 'little festival' is it?"

It must be a hundred times more serious to let someone else come to you the next day after entering school than to admit the wrong person.

Gu Xuejiang rubbed her nose: "It happened many years ago. His family had an ineffective younger brother named Zhong... Oh, I forgot what it was called. Anyway, one day, Luyao sued me, saying that the man wanted to force him to She was crying terribly. When I heard that it was okay, I went to find her and broke his brother's leg. I heard that he was raised at home for a month."

Xu Ran asked: "Who is Luyao? Your relatives?"

If you stand up for your relatives, there is nothing wrong with it.

"No, she is a young girl from Chunhua Pavilion, she plays the pipa very well."

"..."

Cheng Qianren was speechless.

Xu Ran couldn't help it: "You broke his leg, and you didn't even remember his name?"

On the contrary, do you remember Hualou girl clearly?

Gu Xuejiang had a hundred grievances: "I was young and frivolous at the time, and there were eighteen if not twenty broken legs every year. Their identities and ages were all about the same, and they even dressed in the same style. How could I remember them all?"

Cheng Qianren felt that it really made sense...

Fuck!