After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Chu Jun remained silent.

Ning Buwei straightened up, leaned close to Chu Jun's neck and lowered his head to smell it. He touched Chu Jun's waist obediently, and muttered in a low voice, "It's exactly the same as the bitter smell on your body... I haven't seen it before. Where did you smell the incense?"

Chu Jun was sitting very calmly at first, but he would rather not think that maybe he became energetic after taking the elixir, and his whole body was about to lie on him, and he didn't know if he was really looking for something or just borrowing this Take advantage of the head.

"Chengfeng." Chu Jun coughed lightly when he was trying to untie his belt.

Ning Buwei hooked his belt lazily with his fingers, and smiled at him with his head resting on the other hand, "If you don't tell me, I'll take it off."

Chu Jun pressed his hand, with a bit of helplessness in his voice, "It's my blood."

Ning Buwei froze for the smile on his face, "Blood?"

"Well, I put some in Yangyuan Dan." Chu Jun said.

Ning Buwei frowned, "Why does your blood have a scent?"

Chu Jun's voice paused slightly, and just about to speak, Ning Buwei suddenly said: "Forget it, I don't really want to know."

Chu Jun looked up at him, "It's nothing, it all happened a long time ago."

Ning Buwei stroked his wrist, and there was a shallow scar on Chu Jun's soul, which he happened to see before, but Chu Jun kept it tightly covered.

Chu Jun didn't want to say it, so he naturally wouldn't ask any more.

After living for so many years, who hasn't said something they don't want to talk about.

Ning Buwei touched his nose and said, "I just think it smells good."

Seeing this, Chu Jun took out two more, "Here."

"Hey, do you still have some left?" Ning Buwei was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Chu Jun put the pill into his hand, "Take one if you feel uncomfortable."

Ning Bu looked at him hesitantly.

"No harm to the body." Chu Jun said.

"Oh." Ning Buwei put the elixir into his sleeve, lying on the ground for a while, then ran to the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

After the sun went down in the evening, the temperature outside finally dropped, Ning Buwei woke up and heard the noise of people outside the window, got up and found that Chu Jun was not in the room, went to the window and opened it.

There are stalls on the street that have been lit one after another. Under the window happens to be a candy seller's stall. The stall owner is surrounded by seven or eight children happily making sugar figurines. The smell of burnt sugar is mixed with the noodle soup next to it. The sweet scent floated into Ning Buwei's nose along the wind.

He had long heard that the food in the mortal world was much better than that in the cultivation world, but he never had the chance. He just happened to smell the scent and felt a little hungry. He looked around and saw the note left by Chu Jun on the table.

"If something happens, return at Xushi." '

Didn't say anything.

Ning Buwei crossed his arms and looked at the note for a while, picked up the writing brush next to him and added something, then left the inn with his hands behind his back to take advantage of the cool evening breeze.

Although there are mortals living in the Seventeen States, they are still different from the real mortals in the mortal world. Ning Buwei was walking slowly on the street, and saw a small bakery stall, so he sat down.

"What does this young man want to eat?" the boss yelled from behind the stove, "Our meat biscuits are a time-honored brand in Shuangjing County, and they are delicious with a bowl of noodle soup!"

"Then one cake and one bowl of soup." Ning Buwei said.

"Okay." The boss shouted: "The biscuits will be ready soon!"

The seat that Ning Buwei chose happened to be very close to the oven. After sitting for a while, he felt a little flustered, so he planned to change the seat. Unexpectedly, in just such a short time, four or five tables were filled with people. Just about to give up this idea, the person on the table next to him said: "If you don't mind, brother, let's make a table together."

This stove really scorched people, Ning Buwei nodded and sat opposite him, "Thank you."

"It's okay, the charcoal stove is really scorching people in this hot summer." The man smiled at him.

Sitting across from him was a young man who looked about 25 or [-] years old. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, and he was wearing a neat indigo robe. glanced.

"Brother Tai also came to Shuangjing County from other places, right?" the other party asked.

"Yeah." Ning Buwei nodded, "You too?"

"I came here a few days ago, and today I have time to take a look around." The other party smiled at him and said, "I'm in the next room, what's your surname?"

"Li Chengfeng." Ning Buwei saluted him back.

As soon as the two of them were talking, the boss had already baked the sesame seed cakes and served them in a small bamboo basket, "Master, one of your cakes, sir, five of your cakes."

"Thank you, boss." Fang Wanchen reached out and took Ning Buwei's cake and handed it to him, and asked with a smile, "Brother Chengfeng, can you be full with just one?"

Ning Buwei looked at the cake in the bamboo basket that was bigger than his own face, and then at the stack in Fang Wanchen's basket, suddenly feeling a little uncertain.

He has long been bigu, and the main function of eating in the Seventeen States is to taste the taste, and the little spiritual power in it is not as much as impurities, so he doesn't know his specific appetite.

"If you don't have enough, you can add more at any time!" The boss didn't go far, turned his head and said to Ning Buwei enthusiastically: "Let's take care of it! Your soup will be ready soon, just wait a moment."

Ning Buwei nodded, seeing that Fang Wanchen picked it up and ate it directly with his hands, he didn't use chopsticks either.

The crispy crust is covered with sesame seeds, and the meat filling inside is thin and just right. It's crispy and soft when you bite into it, and it actually arouses a hint of hunger.

Ning Buwei had just swallowed a mouthful, but the opposite Fang Wanchen had already eaten the whole thing, seeing him looking at him, he smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm too busy today to have lunch, I'm a bit hungry, brother Chengfeng forgive me. "

Although Fang Wanchen ate quickly, he was not rude. On the contrary, he was very gentle, and even a little bit off the meal. When the noodle soup came, Ning Buwei asked the boss for another pancake.

The pair of brothers were eating at the next table. The younger brother looked about six or seven years old, and asked while eating the cake: "Brother, I heard that the new county magistrate is going to the ghost village tomorrow, can I go and see it together?"

The young man next to him said angrily: "You little brat, why are you just joining in the fun, be careful that the female ghost will catch you and eat you!"

The child retorted: "The county magistrate said that there are no ghosts in this world at all, and the land in the ghost village is deserted. He wants to distribute the land to the poor who have no land to grow! Everyone can go and see it together!"

"What do you know? The last county magistrate also went to the ghost village. What happened? He died suddenly before the end of his term of office. Among other things, is there anyone in the county who has been to a ghost village who can live with all his tail? No. Death is madness! If you dare to go, I will break your legs!" The young man patted his head angrily, "Shut up and eat quickly! I shouldn't have brought you out!"

Ning Buwei was listening and asked the young man, "Where is the ghost village?"

The young man gave him a wary look, turned his head and ignored him.

Ning Buwei didn't care at all, took a bite of the biscuits, and heard Fang Wanchen next to him say: "There is no such thing as a ghost village, it's just a small village that has been abandoned for hundreds of years, and the people have passed it on as a miracle."

Ning Buwei's heart moved, "Is that village called Yuquan Village?"

"Exactly." Fang Wanchen said: "But except for the local people, very few people know its original name. I only found out after looking through the county annals."

Probably felt that Ning Buwei's expression was too calm, and Fang Wanchen seemed to believe that he didn't believe these rumors, so he talked more.

"...This Shuangjing County was rich in jade more than 500 years ago, and it was also called Yuxian County. Many people made a living by picking and selling jade. Yuquan Village is famous for its jade craftsmen. Now there are still Pei's craftsmen in the palace. legacy,

It's just that a fire burned down Yuquan Village back then, and this village was close to the mountains where murders often occurred, and over time, such absurd names as ghost villages spread. "

Fang Wanchen shook his head with a wry smile, "Now the soil around Yuquan Village is fertile and there are a lot of good fields, but because of this rumor, it has all been turned into wasteland. It really shouldn't be."

Ning Buwei paused, "Master Pei?"

"Yuquan Village is a name bestowed by the emperor. Before the name was changed, it was called Peijia Village. The whole village was named Pei." Fang Wanchen sighed, "There are many jade cutters in the Pei family. broken."

Ning Buwei nodded, "I see."

Fang Wanchen ate the last bite of sesame seed cakes and drank the remaining half bowl of soup. Seeing that he would rather not do it, he warmly invited him, "I have a rare free time today. I am going to go for a walk in Dongfang to digest food. Is Brother Feng free?"

Ning Buwei took a look at the sky, it was still early when it was time to leave Xu, and he was out to see the scenery, so he nodded his head.

When the lights came on, the two walked slowly along the street by the river, yelling and laughing, Fang Wanchen asked, "Where is Chengfeng from? Shuangjing County is so remote, I think Cheng has an extraordinary manner, how come?" Will come here?"

"War in the north, come to visit relatives." Ning Buwei said nonsense: "What about you?"

Following his example, Fang Wanchen put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Guess."

Ning Buwei saw that his body was upright, and there was a faint purple layer of official air around his body, which was hidden and hidden, and combined with what he heard from the passers-by before, he said: "The new county magistrate?"

Fang Wanchen asked in surprise, "How did Brother Chengfeng know?"

Ning Buwei can't say that he can see the Qi, so he can only vaguely say: "Guess."

Fang Wanchen was startled for a moment, then laughed, "Brother Chengfeng is really interesting."

Ning Buwei twitched the corners of his mouth, pointed to a jade pendant on his waist and said, "Is this also made by a craftsman of the Pei family?"

Fang Wanchen looked down at the jade pendant on his waist, nodded and said: "To be honest, this is the jade pendant that His Majesty rewarded you during the previous palace examination. It is said that it was the legacy of Yuquan Pei's craftsman more than 500 years ago. Tomorrow I plan to take someone to Yuquan. Even if you want to wear it, it is also suitable for the occasion.”

Ning Buwei said: "Is it convenient for me to take a look?"

"Naturally." Fang Wanchen took off the jade pendant and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Brother Chengfeng and I are destined, if it is not a gift from the emperor, it can be given to Chengfeng."

Ning Buwei twitched the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the jade pendant.

The same pattern was engraved on the paperweight in his study 500 years ago.

What is engraved on the jade pendant is the family crest of the Ning family in the Seventeen States - Jiuyelian.