little couple

That night, when Ning Yin was dozing off on the beam, there was a sudden regular sound of wind and footsteps on the roof. The footsteps were very light, accompanied by the sound of wind, indicating that this person's lightness kung fu is not very good.

Ning Yin turned over and got off the beam, and walked out lightly, only to meet a man in silver-gray head-on, Ning Yin was startled: "Zuo Wu..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by a pair of warm and generous palms, Zuo Wuxun frowned and said: "I'll stop him in front, and you stop him behind the house, you are not good at martial arts, you must You can't go head-to-head with thieves."

After speaking, the erratic Zuo Wuxun turned and left with his sword in hand.

Ning Yin pursed her lips, in a bad mood. Although she felt that she was too worthless, she still followed what Zuo Wuxun said honestly and walked directly towards the back of the house.

He only heard a few loud bangs on the roof of the roof, Ning Yin was uneasy for a while, and turned over to the roof, only to find that the thief in night clothes had already started fighting with Zuo Wuxun. Time can not see the high and low.

but……

However, Ning Yin could vaguely see from the swordsmanship used by the thief that it seemed to be... the swordsmanship of the Ning family.

Hey, this thief is actually from the Ning family?

Ning Yin was taken aback, and then, when Zuo Wuxun had a slight upper hand, he saw that the thief cleverly threw a smoke bomb, and when the smoke rose to block his sight, the thief had already skillfully slid towards the path gone.

Seeing this scene, Ning followed without moving.

When he was almost chasing to the stable, Ning Yin lost the thief. He looked around, it was dark and windy at night, and the thief was extremely cunning, leaving no trace, so Ning Yin could only give up.

However, just as Ning Yin was about to leave, a palm wind suddenly struck behind him.

This palm is so fierce that it seems that it wants to kill with one move.

"Ning Sujing, you're crazy, you dare to sneak attack!" Ning Yin managed to dodge, but in the end, she touched a wound that hadn't fully healed. Ning Yin shuddered in pain and roared.

The little thief in night clothes frowned, and his voice was very familiar to Ning Yin: "You know me? Who are you... No, you are Ning Yin?"

"It's me." Ning Yin said unhappily.

The thief took off the black mask, revealing a face that was only three points similar to Ning Yin's.

The speculation in Ning Yin's heart became a fact.

The "little thief" said in a bad tone: "After half a year, I thought you had given up and would no longer be entangled with Zuo Wuxun, but you still didn't let go. Ning Yin, Ning Yin, you really don't deserve to be the son of the Ning family. You don't deserve the surname Ning!"

Ning Yin, who was wronged, immediately shook his face, he thought to himself, leaving aside the matter of Zuo Wuxun, you not only pretend to be a gentleman to intimidate others, but also commit crimes outside under my name, who is not worthy of being part of the Ning family?

……

After a stick of incense.

When Ning Yin returned to the main courtyard with the medicine basket on his back, Zuo Wuxun, who was chasing in the wrong direction, happened to come back. After the two looked at each other, Zuo Wuxun took the lead and said, "Can you see what that little thief looks like?"

"I see, he is... the servant of the Ning family." Ning Yin was exhausted and sat on the stone chair. After being framed, he had to cover up the truth for the culprit. He was really the worst person in hundreds of years. A Ning family.

Zuo Wuxun said: "How do you know?"

"The third son from the left, did you see my medicine basket? Look, it's this medicine basket." After the other party's eyes were drawn to his own medicine basket, Ning Yin pretended to be profound and said, "My family and the Ning family have a long history. .”

So, the heartless Ning Yin made up a random story for the other party, because the story was so boring, it looked like it was adapted by a teahouse storyteller, so Zuo Wuxun didn't believe him, and secretly observed more Ning Yin for a moment.

Ning Yin let him look at him casually, anyway, his face has changed, and even his voice has changed, Ning Yin is confident, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to explain, Zuo Wuxun will never find out that he is Ning Yin.

Zuo Wuxun was about to say something, but he heard a loud noise coming from outside the courtyard. Not long after, he saw a tall and thin butler running out with a dozen servants, while a cowardly man was guarding him in the middle of the crowd. Dumpty.

Humpty Humpty looked around in fear: "The thief, the thief, have you caught him?"

Ning Yin coughed dryly and was about to answer when he heard the short fat man puzzled, "Third son from the left, I remember you didn't reply to my invitation, I thought you wouldn't come..."

Zuo Wuxun calmly put away the long sword: "I didn't catch the thief last night. I thought about it after I went back. I expected that he would come again, so I came by myself tonight. I didn't say hello to Boss Jin in advance. My mistake. By the way, what is the name of this son?"

His last words were for Ning Yin.

Ning Yin moved his mouth, and was about to say more, but the short fat man stepped forward and said: "His name is Jiu Xian, and I found it in a place where there are many experts. Hey, you didn't catch the thief ?"

Ning Yin said naturally: "I just took a quick look, I didn't catch up or catch it." He paused, but said: "But the little thief will not come again, you can rest assured."

Everyone looked at him suspiciously.

Ning Yin made up and made up: "I have fought against the little thief. Our martial arts are similar, and we have not been able to tell the winner. However, I also found out that the little thief was actually a young man in the Ning family who was good at martial arts. I told He, he did evil things outside under Ning Yin's name, it would make the Ning family's reputation plummet, that boy understands the seriousness, so he promised not to come again."

After a pause, Ning Yin continued: "Just don't worry."

The short fat man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said: "Finally, we have passed this crisis, ancestors bless you! The ancestors of the Jin family have manifested themselves!"

Ning Yin curled her lips, your ancestors didn't show up to protect you, so if you want to thank you, you have to thank me.

Zuo Wuxun gave Ning Yin a meaningful look.

When Ning Yin left with a reward of 300 taels, Zuo Wuxun chased after him as soon as he left the gate, and even yelled twice.

Ning Yin didn't want to talk to Zuo Wuxun, but she couldn't pretend she didn't hear it, so she asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"I would venture to ask a question..."

Ning Yin said, "Oh, I'm going home now, I don't want to hear it."

"..."

Zuo Wuxun still had a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't hear the rejection in Ning Yin's words, he stepped into the topic and asked, "Have you seen Ning Yin in the past six months?"

Ning Yin's heart trembled, he once thought that Zuo Wuxun should be the one who felt the most ecstatic after he disappeared in Heguicheng, but now Zuo Wuxun took the initiative to ask himself...

"No." Ning Yin denied.

Zuo Wuxun was noncommittal: "I have already found out about the sachet, and it was claimed by my entourage, so this made me misunderstand that the sachet was a gift from others..."

Ning Yin lifted the medicine basket on his shoulders, and upon hearing that, he stretched out his hand towards Zuo Wuxun.

Even Zuo Wuxun didn't understand what he meant: "This..."

"Since you misunderstood, then give me the sachet, and I will destroy it for Ning Yin." Ning Yin said in a firm tone, "I know that the third son from the left doesn't like Ning Yin, so there is no need to keep that thing caught."

Zuo Wuxun's face darkened after a while: "Don't bother the Jiuxian knight, I will keep it myself."

"Third son from the left, with all due respect, it's too chilling for you to do this." Ning Yin said directly: "You already know that the sachet belongs to Ning Yin; you also know that you misunderstood it because Your entourage is making claims, so why do you keep it?"

Speaking of this, all the grievances suffered by Zuo Wuxun in these years came to mind at this moment, and Ning Yin simply continued: "Young Master Zuo, do you really look down on Duanxiu and Ning Yin so much?"

Zuo Wuxun's smile gradually disappeared.

Ning Yin let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm Ning Yin's good friend, so I know what he is like, and I also know how unfeeling you are. But I'm not qualified to tell you these things, but I really can't see it—— Third son from the left, you pat yourself on the chest and ask, did Ning Yin ever do something to hurt you?"

"...No." Zuo Wuxun said.

Although Ning Yin is ignorant, he has never harmed anyone, and is even more obedient to Zuo Wuxun.However, Zuo Wuxun has always been indifferent to Ning Yin, even ruthless.

Ning Yin lowered his eyes, and when he heard Zuo Wuxun's two-word answer, his mood finally improved, but he still couldn't completely calm down. After a while, he continued: "Since the third son is clear in his heart, then I won't talk too much anymore. However, since Ning Yin left Heguicheng without saying hello, it shows that he also intends to draw a clear line with you and go his own way from now on. It is necessary to continue to keep that sachet."

Seeing that Jiu Xian was about to leave with the medicine basket on his back, Zuo Wuxun blurted out: "I have something to tell him face to face, so Your Excellency, can you tell me where is Ning Yin?"

Far in the sky and close in sight.

Ning Yin turned his back to Zuo Wuxun, the corners of his mouth curled up, his disguise technique was superb, and although his voice had changed, as long as he observed carefully, he could still tell.

But Zuo Wuxun couldn't recognize him, which meant that Zuo Wuxun never had him in his heart.

Ning Yin was heartbroken.

But in the next sentence, Zuo Wuxun said again: "Or... you are Ning Yin himself?"

Ning Yin's heart trembled, but he said calmly: "I just said these words out of emotion. But I didn't expect that the third son of Zuo would misunderstand that I am Mr. Ning..."

Ning Yin turned around with the medicine basket on his back, he looked at Zuo Wuxun, stretched out his hand innocently, and pretended to say, "But please see clearly, whether it's my face or my pair of hands that a brute is worthy of That pampered Mr. Ning doesn't have the slightest resemblance."

Zuo Wuxun: ...

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