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After Leng Zhenqing returned to the inn, he fell asleep. This sleep lasted all afternoon. When he got up, his head was a little dizzy, probably because he was stupid from sleeping.

Clutching his head, he got up from the bed and sat silently for a while.

There was a knock on the door, "Master, can I come in?" An Moshui's warm voice sounded outside the door.

Leng Zhenqing rubbed her swollen temples, closed her eyes and said, "Come in."

An Moshui pushed open the door carefully, and as soon as he entered the door, Leng Zhenqing smelled a scent of medicine.

He slowly walked in front of Leng Zhenqing, and said weakly: "Master, you must be hungry."

Leng Zhenqing's eyes are shining, what a disciple!

Without further ado, Leng Zhenqing picked up the bowl, it was a bowl of medicinal porridge, full of color and fragrance, could smell the fragrance of the medicine, but could not taste the slightest taste of the medicine, the mouth was actually sweet, Leng Zhenqing might be really hungry, no The bowl of porridge was finished in a while.

He wiped his mouth gracefully, and handed the bowl to An Moshui. After eating the porridge, he felt much more comfortable.

An Moshui made a sudden sound, and said in a low voice: "Master..."

Leng Zhenqing looked up and asked, "Huh?"

"Master, this disciple just got a red rope. I don't know if Master likes it or not." An Moshui took out the red rope from his sleeve, and was very afraid that Leng Zhen would not accept it, so he stared straight at Leng Zhen clear.

Leng Zhenqing took the red string, this red string is really beautiful, there is a small silver bell on it, jingling, "It looks good." Leng Zhenqing sincerely praised.This workmanship is much more exquisite than the ones bought by vendors before he was reborn.

"Really? As long as Master likes it." An Moshui let go of his hanging heart, and let out a breath from the bottom of his heart.

Leng Zhenqing played with the slender red rope for a long time, then asked softly: "Why do I feel that this is a couple?"

An Moshui's heart was suspended, and he immediately said: "How is it possible!" If the master finds out, the master will definitely have a bad impression of him.Besides, it was originally bought by him to thank the master, there is no other meaning.

"That's true." Leng Zhenqing said.He tied the red rope around his wrist, but just after he tied it, he felt a little loose, so he untied it and planned to tie it again.I don't know if it's because he just woke up after drinking and his consciousness is still not clear. He tied it a few times, but it was not satisfactory, and he felt a little bored in his heart.

"Master, why don't you ask disciples to help you." An Moshui took the initiative to speak out.

Leng Zhenqing's hands were tired, so he agreed.

Leng Zhenqing stretched out his wrist, and An Moshui carefully tied the red string around his wrist. Master's hand is really beautiful, with well-defined joints, white and slender, just like Master, looking very thin.

The red rope was a bit long, and Leng Zhenqing felt that one loop was too loose, so he said, "Let's wrap it around again."

An Moshui circled around again as promised, and then tied a knot again.As soon as Leng Zhenqing raised his hand, the little bell slid down along with the red string on his wrist, it was very beautiful.

"It's so pretty." Leng Zhenqing shook her hand again, this little bell is really interesting.

An Moshui saw that the master took it, and felt happy. Is this a token of their master and apprentice?

Resting for a few more days, Leng Zhenqing felt that staying here for a long time was not very interesting, so he thought about going to the next place, but he couldn't think of where to go, so he decided to settle wherever it was interesting .

The two of them left the small town and held their swords for another half a day. The day was sunny and the spring breeze was blowing, making it very warm.

Guessing that it was almost Si time, Leng Zhenqing was also very hungry, so he wanted to find a place to eat.

Looking around, there are barren hills. After searching for a long time, I saw a small village in the distance, with smoke rising from the kitchen.

The two no longer fend off their swords, but walk instead. Walking on the mountain road, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and they feel more comfortable than usual.

But after walking for a while, Leng Zhenqing couldn't move anymore. When he looked from the sky, the village was clearly not far away, but when he was walking, he realized how far the road was. Two hours later, he was no longer smiling.

An Moshui had nothing to do, just quietly followed behind him without crying tired.

But at this time, the sun also came out, and the scorching sun was in the sky, Leng Zhenqing really had thousands of dumb horses running past in his heart!

"Master, are you tired?" An Moshui asked aloud.

"Not tired." Leng Zhenqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, he must set a good example for his disciples!

An Moshui didn't ask any more questions, and just followed him silently.

After turning over another mountain, I saw the village in the distance. Leng Zhenqing really felt that her legs were almost gone!

Standing on the hillside, I happened to see an old man sitting on a cart driving cattle at the foot of the hillside.

"Old man!" Leng Zhenqing roared from afar.

I don't know if it's because the old man is hard of hearing, as if he didn't hear anything, he continued to sit on the cart and drive the cattle, humming a little tune.

"Old man!" Leng Zhenqing yelled while pulling An Moshui to run down.

It was so close that the old man seemed to have just heard it. He turned around in a daze, squinted his eyes, and stared for a long time before he saw a man in green and a boy in white.

Panting, Leng Zhenqing ran to the uncle's cart and said, "Old man, we are passers-by from afar. Passing by this village, I don't know where the gate of the village is. Could you give us a ride?"

"Ah?" The uncle said in a vicissitudes of life, fiddled with the bamboo hat behind his neck a few times.

"We can't find the way to enter the gate of the village, so I wonder if you can give us a ride?" Leng Zhenqing increased the volume a little more, and almost whispered in his ear.

"Ah, yes! Get in the car!" The uncle was also straightforward, and let him go. Leng Zhenqing let An Moshui get on the cart first, and then sat on it himself. There was still some hay on the cart, Leng Zhenqing Qing then sat on the hay so as not to stretch his ass.

"Sit still! Let's go!" The uncle roared, and swung his whip tightly. The cow mooed in a low voice, and then walked slowly.

Before Leng Zhenqing could sit still, the scooter suddenly moved, and he was startled, and unexpectedly fell on An Moshui beside him. After helping An Moshui to sit firmly, he comforted himself. Xiaoxin smiled and said, "Mistake."

An Moshui said: "The disciple understands."

Leng Zhenqing stopped talking. After walking for so long, he just felt drowsy. From the hillside to the village gate, he dozed several times in a daze.

"It's here!" The uncle stopped the car, turned his head and said to them.

An Moshui got off the cart first, and then wanted to help the staggering Leng Zhenqing. Leng Zhenqing waved his hand to signal no, and then jumped off alone.

Leng Zhenqing asked An Moshui to take a few copper coins for himself, and he walked to the uncle and said, "Thank you, old man!" He handed the copper coins to the uncle, and the uncle didn't refuse, just accepted it.

The old man slapped the whip on the back of the cow, and the cow started to walk again, but somehow the cow shook suddenly, and the old man also shook, and he hit the back of the cow with a whip again, staring at the front But what he said seemed to be said to Leng Zhenqing: "You bastard! Be careful!"

Leng Zhenqing patted his clothes and stood at the gate of the village, just in time to catch a glimpse of a stone tablet: Wutuo Village.

He flicked the hay on his sleeve before entering the village gate, An Moshui followed behind him.

There were only a dozen families in this village, and the people who were doing farm work in the yard saw Leng Zhenqing, and whispered to each other, curious why two unfamiliar people came here, and their clothes didn't look like people in the village.

A girl was playing around, and accidentally bumped into Leng Zhenqing. She raised her head, stared at Leng Zhenqing with her dark eyes for a long time, and then asked in a childish voice, "Brother, where are you from?" ah?"

Leng Zhenqing felt that the girl was very handsome, so he wanted to hug her, but before he could, he was interrupted by a female voice: "Wang Xiaoxi!"

Leng Zhenqing raised her eyes, and Wang Xiaoxi also turned her head. After seeing the person coming, she staggered towards the woman and said, "Mother!"

An Moshui stood beside Leng Zhenqing, and felt that the girl was not very cute, he didn't think it was pretty.

The woman picked up Wang Xiaoxi, reprimanded her, pinched her face and frowned, "Where did you go? Do you know how much mother worried about you!"

Wang Xiaoxi opened her big innocent eyes, not understanding why her mother pinched her face, she just ran out to play.

Leng Zhenqing stepped forward and said respectfully, "Girl, hello."

Only then did the woman turn her eyes, sized him up, and said wanly: "Young master, I think you don't look like a man from our village, but a foreigner?"

"Yes, the two of us, master and apprentice, passed by here, and there was really no place to rest, so we decided to come to this village to find a place to rest." Leng Zhenqing said.

Only then did the woman glance at the young man in white behind him, then turned back and said: "I see that the young master is sweating profusely, so it must have been a difficult journey." The woman said again: "How about, the two young masters Just come to my house, if you don't think the humble house is poor."

Leng Zhenqing was overjoyed and said: "Really? Then I'll thank the girl here first." After speaking, he nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

After chatting for a while, Leng Zhenqing found out that the woman's name was Wei Ye, and there were only their mother and son at home. I heard that her husband had passed away in an accident in his early years. Jian Man was full of sorrow, presumably it was not easy for her to support the whole family with one woman, so she couldn't bear to ask her any more information, so as not to mention her sad things.

After walking with Wei Ye for a long time, I finally arrived at her house. Her house only had one cottage, and it was built on the hillside, surrounded by woods, and it was really shabby.

Following Wei Ye into the house, Wei Ye asked Wang Xiaoxi to go outside to play by himself, and he brought them to the back of the house. It turned out that after bypassing the house directly in front of the house, there was actually another room Abandon.

"It's enough for the two young masters to be shabby." Wei Ye led them into the house.

"The girl is willing to give us a place to live, we are already grateful." Leng Zhen said warmly.

The layout of this house is not bad, there are washing tables and counters.

"There is only one bed, and the two young masters will be wronged tonight."

Leng Zhenqing saw that there was really only one bed, so what to do.

"It's okay, we have our own solutions." Leng Zhen said clearly.

Wei Ye talked with them again, and then left the house with the excuse of "preparing food for them" and went to the kitchen.

Leng Zhenqing looked at this bed, and started to have troubles, one bed, two people, it seems that only two people can sleep together, but it is a bit crowded for two people to sleep together, so Leng Zhenqing dismissed this idea .

"Seventeen, why don't you sleep on the couch and I'll sleep on the floor." Leng Zhenqing looked at An Moshui and said.

"It's better for the master to sleep on the couch, and the disciple can sleep on the floor."

After some excuses, finally under Leng Zhenqing's forced arrangement, An Moshui was still arranged to sleep on the couch. Who called him a good international master?

At night, after eating with Wei Ye's mother and son, he asked for a quilt from Wei Ye, and they went back to the room. They spread the floor coldly, took off their boots, and took off their outer shirt. Lie down.

"Master, I turned off the light." An Moshui said.

Leng Zhenqing hummed, and the next second, he fell into darkness.

Lying on the floor, Leng Zhenqing couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She always felt that there was a string in her heart that was tense, no matter how comfortable she was, she couldn't let it go.

About another hour passed before he felt sleepy.

Squinting his eyes, he vaguely saw a figure outside the window, Leng Zhenqing was still lying on the floor and couldn't get up.

The door was gently opened, Leng Zhenqing half-closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, trying to see who came by the moonlight.

This person was dressed in red, like a woman, Leng Zhenqing took a look at her feet, she didn't wear shoes, her feet were dry and black, there seemed to be something wriggling on them, because she completely blocked the moonlight , he didn't see what it was.

The woman staggered and moved towards him slowly, Leng Zhenqing counted the timing in his mind, his eyes never left those feet, watching those feet getting closer, closer... He pursed his lips slightly , reckoning it would be ok, immediately sat up, and pulled out the accompanying sword "You Zen" in the bedding.You Chan got out of the sheath, and the forest light flashed by, the woman was startled, as if she didn't expect that he was not asleep, she staggered back a few steps, and wanted to escape from the door in the next second.

But before she reached the door, she was blocked by Jianfeng, it was "Liuyun".

"Who is it?" An Moshui stood upright beside the woman with a sword in his hand, the edge of the sword reached her chest.

So he didn't sleep either?Leng Zhenqing thought that he was the only one who had doubts, but he didn't expect that his apprentice's movements were more agile than him.

The woman's hair was scattered in front of her, and she was dressed in tattered red clothes. Leng Zhenqing couldn't see her face clearly. He stood up quickly, snapped his fingers, and the kerosene lamp was lit.

When the woman saw the light, she struggled and turned around regardless of the sword on her chest, then jumped out of the window and disappeared into the moonlight. After this series of actions, An Moshui still hadn't reacted.

The next second, An Moshui hurriedly wanted to go out to chase, but was stopped by Leng Zhenqing.

"No need." Leng Zhenqing said.

Leng Zhenqing squatted at the place where the woman stood just now, he didn't see clearly what was on her feet just now, but now with the help of the light, he could see clearly that they were maggots, a few maggots wriggled on the ground, round and round.

"Master..." An Moshui put away his sword.

"When did you start to doubt Miss Wei?" Leng Zhenqing put You Chan away and asked.

An Moshui said: "After seeing that girl."

"How did you find out?"

"The disciple discovered that this village is not very rich. Logically speaking, it is impossible for someone to take in two outsiders for no reason. In addition, the disciple did not understand that her house was not built together with other houses, but lived alone. It was built on this mountain, which is really suspicious, and the old man who drove the cattle today also revealed something." After An Moshui said, he asked again: "Master, what does she think?"

Leng Zhenqing felt a little cold, so she returned to the bedding and said, "A living corpse in a broken coffin."

"Then can we still catch her?" An Moshui paused, and asked again.

"Catch." Leng Zhenqing said, paused for a few seconds, and said again: "She will come back." But it won't be tonight, she is afraid of them now, so she shouldn't come again.

It was estimated that when it was Haishi, the two of them took a rest.With no worries, Leng Zhenqing slept peacefully.