While it was still dark, the three of them set out on their way back to the mountain early.

Along the way, the three of them each had their own thoughts, and rarely did they say anything.

Yiyi seemed to have something to say, but she never wanted to be the one to break the silence. She just pretended to look around. Ye Changshan felt a little reluctant to let go. What was he not willing to let go of? Of course it was the girl next to him. Yingping once said that he wanted to

He was trying to find a way to send his sister to Fenghao Academy. This is why he came down the mountain. If this happened, wouldn't it mean that he would not be able to get along with his sweetheart day and night? As for Yingping, he and Yiyi were back to back, seemingly calm on the surface.

, in fact, there is an inexplicable uneasiness in my heart.

In Yingping's plan, he was confident in dealing with the two guards, but when Wang Shaojing appeared in front of him, the deep sense of frustration crept into his heart again, making him feel powerless. It made him even more uneasy.

What's more interesting is, why did Wang Shaojing stop the two guards, and after stopping him, why did he treat himself so 'politely'? He could have humiliated himself again like he did three years ago, but he took the initiative to lower his

The posture makes people feel that something is abnormal.

Although Yingping is careless, he has always believed in his sense of smell. He dared to go to Zhang Zhengru and even went to Jiang's house to find Jiang Bai. These were all because he keenly 'smelled' out some things and then pieced these fragmented pieces together.

Together, he finally came to the inference. But facing Wang Shaojing, he couldn't see through it at all, as if he was born to be restrained by him and always led by the nose. This feeling made Yingping feel very unhappy.

"There must be something wrong here!"

"Ouch——"

Yingping stood up and straightened his back. Yiyi suddenly felt that he had lost support behind him, and his whole body fell down, hitting Ye Changshan's waist heavily.

Ye Changshan stretched out his hand to hold Yiyi's arm. The girl's tight and full arms made Ye Changshan's heart flutter.

The mountain road was bumpy. It took a lot of effort for Yiyi to straighten up again with the help of Ye Changshan. She complained with a red face: "Brother, what are you doing!"

"What do I want to do?" Looking at his slightly emotional sister, Yingping was in a daze for a moment and said, "I want to send you to Fenghao Academy."

Yiyi couldn't believe what Yingping said. It turned out that all the talk she had wasted today was for herself.

"I'm not going!"

When Yiyi reacted, she refused righteously.

"Don't want to go? Fenghao Academy is the best academy in Chang'an."

"Go to love yourself... Anyway... I won't go..." Yiyi muttered softly. Then she rolled her eyes, and she seemed to have thought of something, and said in a slightly louder voice: "No matter how good you are, you can have a poor family.

?”

"Well...that's right." Yingping was convinced by this reason.

Seeing that her brother didn't care much about her own thoughts, Yiyi asked curiously: "Can I... not go?"

"Whether you go or not is up to you." Yingping put his chin in his hand and returned to his thoughts.

"Then my brother is still busy, isn't it in vain?"

"It's my business whether I'm busy or not."

“Tch—I’m too lazy to pay attention to you!”

Yiyi stuck out her tongue at Yingping, then turned around, trying to lean on Yingping's back again. Just when she was about to lean on Yingping, Yiyi stopped her body and fell into deep thought. After a while, Yiyi

Yi straightened her body again, perhaps feeling that her brother was too unreliable, so she tried her best to move her buttocks to the side, and then leaned down with peace of mind.

Ye Changshan sat aside and listened to the conversation between the brother and sister. When he heard that Yiyi was not going to Fenghao Academy, he felt that his heart that had been hanging in the air dropped steadily. At this time, he suddenly felt something coming from behind him.

There was a burst of warmth, and when he turned around to look, he saw nothing behind Yingping, and the girl's figure appeared in his peripheral vision. His heart, which had just been stable, began to beat violently again, so that his whole body became stiff.

"Brother Changshan, are you uncomfortable leaning against me?" Feeling the subtle changes in Ye Changshan's body, Yiyi asked with concern.

"No, this is good." Ye Changshan explained quickly.

"Okay, if you feel uncomfortable, just say so."

"Um……"

The three of them fell silent again, and walked towards the mountain with the last light of the setting sun.

…

…

The moon is getting rounder day by day, and the coolness brought by the Mid-Autumn Festival cannot stop the pearls in the night sky from getting fuller.

There is peace in the city of Chang'an, but beneath the peace is the hustle and bustle of the world. People are still busy with their own livelihoods. Only at night when the moon is bright in the sky, the whole ancient city will return to peace.

Recently, guards at various city gates in Chang'an have been strengthened, and inspections in and out of Chang'an have become stricter.

Ordinary people just treat it as a routine matter for the court, while businessmen need to be accompanied by a few more smiling faces and even a little more 'convenience money'. A small number of more sensitive people boldly and secretly guess whether there is something strange about the person in the imperial city.

Otherwise, how can we properly strengthen our vigilance?

But after a few days, people will slowly adapt to this change. After all, people are forgetful - merchants can sell goods, restaurants are still doing business, and villagers' harvests can keep up...

..What problem is more important than people's lives? As long as life can go on as normal, then nothing is a problem.

During the day, people chatted freely about everything that happened in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City -

I heard that Xie's house was stolen? Oh, who can blame this? Who told him to show off how much he won in the gambling house every day?

I heard that the officers and soldiers in Nancheng captured an old man, hum! These ruffians know how to bully others!

I heard that the little daughter-in-law of the house next door has stolen someone, tsk tsk tsk - that little goblin is naturally charming, and I don’t know what kind of playboy has taken advantage of her...

In the eyes of the people, there is no difference between the city gates being guarded and these things. These things happened so close to them, but yet so far away. Maybe they would react when they first heard these things, but as time went by,

Sir, what do these things have to do with your own life? These things are nothing more than a source of conversation for bragging in your spare time, a 'fun' to pass the boring time.

Naturally, the common people did not know that the strict preparation of the city gate was related to the recent general situation in the Central Plains, and they did not know that two peerless powerful men had quietly appeared in Chang'an City - including a Tianshu realm grandmaster!

Even the owner of the inn only regarded it as an ordinary father and son in the store - the older one was thin and always had a smile on his face, and was always polite no matter who he met. The younger one was very tall and tall.

Dull and unsmiling personality

.The even stranger thing is that he always carries something wrapped in gray and black cloth on his back. If the innkeeper knew that this strange pair of 'father and son' were the world-famous Caotang master Zhe Helan and the first disciple Jian Yeshi,

That will definitely make your jaw drop.

It's a pity that the master and apprentice were so well disguised that even the sergeants of the Twelve Guards didn't notice any clues, let alone an ordinary person?

In the quiet night, the ancient city of Chang'an is shrouded in darkness, with only a full moon hanging in the sky.

Jian Yeshi took off the black cloth behind him and placed it on the table. The black cloth collided with the table and made a buzzing sound. He lifted the black cloth and four sharp swords were exposed. Even in the dark surroundings,

The blade of the sword still reflected the candlelight extremely dazzlingly.

The black cloth gently wiped the sword, gradually fading from its sharp edge, just like the robe that slipped from the skin of a beautiful woman before taking a bath. There is no carving on the hilts of these four swords, and the sword blades are also

There is not a trace of lines visible, just such a simple and sharp four swords, which are the greatest weapons of sword leaf stone in the world.

Jian Yeshi picked up the four swords one by one and inserted them into the circular scabbard on the left side of his waist. The scabbard was extremely simple, more like a buckle than a scabbard. The sharp edge of the sword was completely exposed.

The slender sword blade formed a strong contrast with the burly body of its master.

It is Jian Yeshi's habit to sleep with a sword in hand. As long as he leaves the thatched cottage, these four swords cannot be separated from his body. If he is separated from these four swords, he will feel deeply uneasy. He

You don’t need to comb your hair or wear clothes, but you must have these four swords by your side. Before going to bed every night, he will even put these four swords gently on the bed, then cover himself with the quilt carefully, and then

Changing clothes and going to bed——

Perhaps this is the swordsman's persistence and preference.

The sword leaf stone caressed the hilt of the sword, and the calloused palm kept rubbing it.

Looking at this thousand-year-old city, Jianyeshi felt a completely different feeling from Daliang - this ancient city is not as prosperous and prosperous as Daliang, but it gives people a deep and calm feeling, like

An old man, but also like a sleeping baby, you can never know how infinite power is contained in the darkness...

Perhaps it was because he had not left Daliang for a long time, Zhe Helan seemed to be in a very comfortable mood. Seeing that his beloved disciple was rarely in the mood to enjoy the night, he smiled and asked -

"Ye Shi, is this your first time in Chang'an?"

Jian Yeshi retracted his gaze, looked back at his master, and nodded silently.

"Haha, to tell you the truth, this is my first time here as a teacher."

Jian Yeshi was slightly startled, as if he was a little surprised by the master's words.

"Haha, even though I am a strong Tianshu person...but I still have a lot of helplessness...in this world...there are many places that I cannot go to..."

That's right, Zhe Helan worked as a gardener in the Wei Palace in her early years, and then lived with the old Wei King in the prince's mansion. Then she killed all the enemies for the old Wei King, and finally retired to the West City. She spent her whole life with swords and swords, but rarely had the chance to leave.

Northern Wei Dynasty - I don’t know whether this point strengthened Zhehelan’s desire for freedom.

Jian Yeshi silently looked at the old man in front of him who taught him how to hold a sword and draw a sword, and once again fell into deep thought - this time he must succeed no matter what, so that the master can get the peace and tranquility he has longed for.

If you have the chance, you must take this kind and fatherly old man around to see the great rivers and mountains in the Central Plains, and the beautiful mountains and rivers. Well... it is best to bring her with you...

Thinking of the girl with braids, Jian Yeshi, who had always been stern about words, actually smiled.

Zhe Helan seemed to feel the change in her disciple's mood and laughed.

Hearing the master's vigorous laughter, Jian Yeshi brought his thoughts back to his eyes. He looked at the master in confusion and asked: "Master, why are you laughing?"

"Haha, does this girl Zhutao know your thoughts?"
Chapter completed!