The windows were closed, the rain was rustling outside, and childish words came from under the eaves:
"Giggle, giggle~eat bugs..."
"grumble?!"
"Don't hide, giggling~..."
…
Ye Jingtang leaned on the pillow and looked at the light and shadow of the lantern on the window paper. Hearing the sound, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
There were basins, towels and other items placed next to the bed. Fan Qinghe sat sideways in front of him, wiping off the blood on his chest skin, then applying medicine to the wound, muttering softly:
"If the knife falls into the sea, just let the demon girl fish it out. If you are injured, you have to get out yourself..."
"It's just a skin injury, not serious."
"Skin trauma is also an injury. Just lie down..."
…
Master Xuanji stood in front of the bed in a white dress, holding a sword without any accessories in her left hand. She looked back and forth by candlelight with serious eyes. After observing for a long time, she turned back to the bed and sat sideways next to the pillow.
Ye Jingtang originally turned his head to look at the window, but the full moon suddenly fell just a few feet away. The graceful figure with hips as big as his shoulders really made him stunned for a moment. However, before he could take a closer look, he was caught by Miss Fan who was dealing with the injury.
After straightening his head, he even gave Shui'er a lesson:
"You sit aside and can't reach me, so why are you here?"
Master Xuanji ignored He He, turned slightly and leaned against the bed, turning over the sword in his hand:
"This sword is really weird. It is peaceful in shape. It is not like a weapon, but more like a Taoist magic sword. The magic sword can kill ghosts and gods, recruit generals, slay demons and exorcise evil spirits for the Taoist sect, and be used to save the world and save people. Yuxu Mountain
It is recorded in the ancient books that killing animals is contaminated with filth, which will cause the human heart to be unrighteous, and the Dharma sword will have no brilliance, which is not conducive to spiritual practice. Look at this sword, is it darker than the previous two days?"
When Ye Jingtang heard the mysterious and mysterious words of Taoist Shui'er, his eyes were slightly dazed. He propped up his body and took the dark gold sword blade and looked at it carefully.
The sword strips were dark gold when they came out of the furnace, and were not as dazzlingly golden as the dragon pictures. Looking at it through the candlelight, it did look a bit black, but I didn't know if it was an illusion...
Ding~
Buzz buzz...
Ye Jingtang flicked the slender sword blade with his fingertips, causing an ethereal hum, and frowned:
"You mean this sword can only kill demons?"
Master Xuanji shrugged slightly: "Where are the demons and monsters in the world? It may be that this sword is delicate and indestructible, but it is also easy to be corroded by dirt, just like an iron sword is easy to rust when exposed to water. I will get a scabbard to protect it.
Get up and clean the sword in time to maintain it after use. If it becomes rough and worn out, you won’t be able to find a second sword in the world."
Ye Jingtang knew the domineering nature of this sword and had already paid great attention to it. As soon as he used it today, he wiped off the blood and checked the sword body. He was thinking that maybe the sleeve was wet and he wrapped it before drying it completely.
, and immediately handed the sword strip to Shui'er.
Master Xuanji rewrapped the sword strip, got up and went out to look for materials that could be used to make the scabbard and hilt.
As the door closed, only a man and a woman were left alone in the room.
After Ye Jingtang pondered for a moment, he withdrew his eyes from the sword strip on the dressing table and looked at Miss Fan in front of him.
It was windy and rainy at sea just now. Fan Qinghe didn't wear a hat, and his clothes were basically wet. When he got back to the inn, he was anxious to treat his injuries and didn't have time to clean up. It can be seen that a few strands of hair were stuck to his cheeks, which was a little bit...
chaos.
After Ye Jingtang stared at it for a few times, he subconsciously raised his hand to help Fan Qinghe smooth his hair on the temples.
What he never expected was that as soon as he raised his hand, Miss Fan, who lowered her head to bandage it carefully, frowned, then suddenly poked her head in and bit her finger with an "Ouch~".
?!
Ye Jingtang shrank his right hand in shock, and after being stunned for a moment, he stopped talking.
Fan Qinghe was thinking about something, thinking that Ye Jingtang was going to do something again, so he casually threatened Ye Jingtang. At this time, he also felt that he was a bit naive and lost the stability that an aunt should have, so he pretended to be calm and said:
"Didn't you see that my hands were busy? If you move around again, I'll really bite you."
Ye Jingtang was a little funny and took his hand back:
"I just saw that your hair was a little messy, so I just wanted to help you smooth it out."
"What's the use of just stroking it? Your whole body is wet and you need to take a bath. Later, let the enchantress help you wipe your body. If she dares to agree, tell me and I will take care of her..."
Fan Qinghe pretended to be a dedicated female doctor and carefully bandaged the scar on her chest. Maybe she was a little nervous because she was alone. After finishing it, she stood up and carried the basin out of the door:
"Okay, it's okay. Just don't move too much and injure the wound. The big one and the small one have been waiting outside for a long time. You go and take a look. I'll boil some water."
After Ye Jingtang came back from the beach, he had no time to interact with Qiu Tianhe because he was bleeding. He immediately sat up, took out a clean black robe and went up and down the stairs.
The current destination is a small town not too far from the strait. Because all the people watching the excitement have gathered at the beach and have not yet returned home, the town feels empty. Except for the old shopkeeper, there is no one else in the inn.
When Ye Jingtang came outside the inn, he saw a familiar little girl squatting on the ground holding a big bird, holding a small beetle caught from nowhere in her hand, and feeding her food carefully.
As a bird of prey that devours meat, Niaoniao has been living with the Night Terror Hall since he was a child. How could he eat such a thing? He turned his head up and down, left and right to dodge, and he looked like he was already worn out by the enthusiastic girl.
Ye Jingtang was a little amused when he saw this. He took out the dry food bag containing the dried fish, handed it to the little girl, and then turned around and came to the stable.
There are two horses parked in the stable, and outside is the lantern of the inn fluttering in the wind.
Qiu Tianhe, wearing a cape and a bamboo hat hanging on his back, stood with his hands behind his hands on the side of the stable, carefully observing the charcoal red horse.
Ye Jingtang came up to him and said with a smile: "We haven't seen you for a few months, but Daxia Qiu is getting younger and younger. With his complexion, no one would believe him if he said he was in his early forties."
Qiu Tianhe turned around, looked at Ye Jingtang's body, and sighed:
"Isn't it the same for you? When I first met you, I was a stupid young man who was not even a master. He was a small catcher in the yamen. How long ago, he became an unattainable Duke of the country, and he was still ranked among the highest.
It’s a pity that Zheng Feng, the second member of the Bakui family, left so early.”
Ye Jingtang heard his adoptive father and sighed softly: "Yes. But if my adoptive father was still alive, as long as he didn't tell me about Jianghu, I would still be the young head of the escort agency. Now Zhengmao is spending the winter in Honghe Town, maybe
You won’t go through this.”
Qiu Tianhe thought about it and asked again: "You are already second among the Eight Chiefs, what are your next steps? Should Pingtian Cult Leader and you not be able to fight, just go directly to Shenchen, old bald donkey to cause trouble?"
Ye Jingtang is already having a hard time dealing with Bing Tuo Tuo. There is obviously no chance of winning when trying to deal with Monk Shen Chen. He thought for a while and said:
"One step is a huge difference. It feels like it still needs some time to settle. We'll see what happens after the New Year. Why did Qiu Daxia come to Jiangzhou? Where are you planning to go?"
Qiu Tianhe looked back at the girl who was still feeding the birds:
"I have been wandering around in the world for half my life, but I have never left the Wei Dynasty. At this age, if I don't go out and wander around, I will have no time. This time I am going to the north with Gangzi.
"I remember when I was in my early twenties, I was drinking with Zheng Feng in Huangquan Town, and we agreed that when we got the title of Sword Master, we would go to the north and let the people of Beiliang see the swords of our Wei Dynasty. But... alas...
…”
Qiu Tianhe said a few words about the past in the world, but found that talking about these was just hurting his feelings, so he thought about it and changed the topic:
"Why didn't Yunli come? That girl is about the same age as you, and her talent is not bad. In my opinion, she and you are a match made in heaven. Now that I have the opportunity, I should take Duo out for a walk. Otherwise, you will
Once she becomes famous, she will have a family and a career, so we can’t let her run around alone..."
Ye Jingtang quickly waved his hand at this: "Yunli is still young, so I don't dare to say this nonsense, but I will take it with me when I go out this time. I was in Jiangzhou City and I was in a hurry so I didn't follow him."
"I'm not young anymore. I remember when I was fifteen or sixteen, I would chase Sister Meng all over the world. It's a pity that I'm not as talented as you. Otherwise, I might be the deputy commander of the Black Yamen."
"hehe……"
Ye Jingtang and Bai Fa Di heard that Meng Jiao knew each other, so naturally it was not easy to joke about them.
Qiu Tianhe came here just to meet, and he had nothing serious to say, and he was not qualified to give advice. After chatting with each other for a while, he picked up the oil-paper umbrella from the wall:
"Okay, it's getting late. Gangzi and his wife are still waiting at the county town. They have to go back."
Ye Jingtang himself was staying in the inn and running around, so he naturally didn't say anything to stop him. He accompanied him to see him off and asked:
"Why didn't Uncle Gangzi come over? Is it what happened at Junshan Terrace last time..."
Qiu Tianhe raised his hand gently: "You have already done your best, what else can he have to say? Throw the girl out and let me take her for fun. He and his wife will stay in the county to live a lonely life. This matter will wait for you in the future.
The baby will understand."
"..."
When Ye Jingtang and Ning'er were in the capital, they were also afraid to hide from Yunli. They understood the meaning, but they didn't say it clearly.
Qiu Tianhe opened the oil-paper umbrella and put it over the little girl's head. The little girl reluctantly let go of Big Bird, turned around and waved to Ye Jingtang:
"Goodbye, big brother."
Seeing this, Qiu Tianhe lowered his head and taught:
"Look, if you don't study and read well, you won't even be able to say a word at this time. Let the master do it, that is:
"I spent half my life wandering around the world, and when I look back my gray hair is full of hairpins. Now I am going to the end of the world, and we will continue talking wildly in the future." This is like a knight-errant..."
"Wow~ Master is so amazing..."
"That's natural..."
…
Ye Jingtang stood under the eaves. When he heard Qiu Tianhe's words, he didn't dare to open his mouth to speak. He just waved his right hand and watched with a smile.
The bird who escaped seemed to have been traumatized by the enthusiastic child. He hid at his heels and chirped twice to say goodbye.
Tap tap tap...
Soon, the silhouettes of one large and one small disappeared between the light and shadow on the street.
Ye Jingtang watched for a long time, until the footsteps completely disappeared, and then he took Niaoniao back to the second floor of the inn.
As the night got darker, there was a little more splashing sound on the second floor. It must be that Miss Fan was taking a bath. As soon as he came up, the sound was suppressed and turned into gentle hands and feet rubbing her chest.
Ye Jingtang didn't go to the wrong door. He pretended that he didn't hear anything. When he returned to his room, he saw that Shui'er, who had gone out to look for materials, had returned.
At this time, there was a candlestick placed on the square table in the room, and next to it were several pieces of wood.
Master Xuanji sat upright on the chair, using Qinghe's utility knife to carve the wood with skillful techniques, and the shape of the scabbard could already be seen.
Because it was made temporarily, the scabbard was quite simple, just a long dark strip, and the same was true for the hilt. Once inserted, it looked like a three-foot stick.
Xuanji can cut jade and make radishes in the blink of an eye, and making a scabbard is easy. After installing the perfectly fitting sword hilt, it may feel too monotonous to insert it. At this time, patterns are being carved on the scabbard.
Ye Jingtang originally thought that Shui'er was carving landscapes, but when he came to look behind him, he found that Shui'er was drawing a talisman on the scabbard, like "Five Thunders...", which was more standard than the yellow paper talismans written by fortune tellers in the world.
Ye Jingtang originally wanted to put his hands under his armpits and hug him, but when he saw this, he suppressed his distracting thoughts and said solemnly:
"Can you still do this?"
Xuanji's real appearance was very virtuous, and she said in a cold voice:
"I am the junior master uncle of Yuxu Mountain, so I can naturally do it."
"I remember that the Five Thunder Talisman can ward off evil spirits and turn them into evil spirits. Is it really useful?"
"Belief is useful. If you don't believe it, even if you put the golden statue of the founder of the Sanqing Dynasty at home, it will only be three stones. I am consecrating this sword, and the children are playing with it."
child……
Ye Jingtang felt that this title was quite interesting, and wanted to lower his head and give it a pop on the cheek, but Shui'er started to do something with his fingers, which was indeed a bit disrespectful, so he sat on the bed and watched carefully.
And Fan Qinghe was right next door. He could obviously hear the conversation from such a close distance, so he interjected in the bathtub:
"Don't listen to her nonsense. If the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty knew that there was a disciple like her, he would be so angry on the spot. If you believe her to consecrate it, you might as well let me do it. I am the great Zhuzong of the Dongming Department...
…”
When Ye Jingtang heard this, he remembered that Miss Fan was the high priest of the Dongming Department. When it came to pretending to be gods and ghosts, she was no more professional than Shui'er, a Taoist disciple who emphasized Taoism and nature. He immediately turned around and said:
"Does the Vatican girl also perform rituals?"
"That's natural."
When Fan Qinghe saw Ye Jingtang and was curious, he sat up straight and recited the incantation in the voice of a goddess:
"Hum Mani Padme Moo..."
It has to be said that Fan Qinghe's professional skills are quite solid. When he chants incantations, his voice is ethereal and strange, with chest resonance. Through the wall, people can imagine a mysterious big-breasted witch...
Ye Jingtang listened carefully and felt that it was really confusing, so he asked:
"What kind of spell is this?"
"Prayers for rain, according to the records, it is useful to kill two people to sacrifice the genius. In this era, no one believes it, so they just take it out and recite it when offering sacrifices to their ancestors."
After Fan Qinghe responded with two sentences, he thought of something again, and his voice became a little more fierce:
"Lu, you're just playing and not doing anything, right? I've been busy treating his injuries for so long, and you don't want to help him, and you're still acting like a fool here? His clothes are all damp, so you wipe his body with a hot towel.
The water is ready."
Ye Jingtang turned around and saw hot water in the washbasin, and smiled:
"I can do it myself."
"You let her come. How can a dignified man still have no status in front of women? It's not like he didn't get in..."
When Master Xuanji saw that He He was getting fierce, he didn't say anything. He put down the scabbard, stood up, picked up the hot water basin, walked to the bed with graceful steps, and signaled with his eyes:
"Lie down."
Ye Jingtang felt that Shui'er shouldn't be so obedient, but there were no outsiders here and she still lay on the pillow:
"That's hard work."
"Hmph~"
Master Xuanji placed the water basin on the small stool, sat elegantly beside the bed, untied her robe, wrung out the hot towel with her hands, and slowly wiped Ye Jingtang's abdominal muscles.
If the action is to wipe the body, it must be very perfunctory, but if it is to tease and provoke, it is indeed quite accurate...
Ye Jingtang was lying on the pillow. He originally wanted to keep the wind and calm, but soon found that the water was wiping and swiping...
He also held the hilt of the sword with his little hand and moved it up and down...
?!
Ye Jingtang secretly took a breath, propped up his body slightly, and looked at Shuishui with some flatterment.
Xuanji's approach is very gentle, her eyebrows are curved:
"Hmm? Are you comfortable?"
"..."
Ye Jingtang wanted to agree, but the sound of water splashing next door was obviously gone. He could only open his mouth and hesitated.
Fan Qinghe, who was next door, obviously sensed that something was wrong, and was too embarrassed to ask what kind of monster Xuanji was doing. He just quickly dried himself, put on clothes, and ran outside. Before leaving, he said:
"The people in the sect are really... bah bah bah..."
…
Ye Jingtang didn't dare to interrupt. He waited until Miss Fan's footsteps disappeared, then he sat up and wanted to hug the considerate Shui'er.
But Master Xuanji was bullied badly yesterday. She had just tidied up He He, but she didn't have any thoughts in vain. When she saw this, her eyes were slightly cold, and she tried to pull out and kill Fansi.
Ye Jingtang saw that it was slightly cold somewhere here, so he lay down again and let the water wash away him.
"Want to continue?"
"Um."
"Say, I am a pervert."
"You are a pervert...hiss~don't, don't, don't, I am, I am..."
"Hmph~..."
…
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On the other side, Lin'an County.
During the day, news of the battle at Wanghai Tower had already spread to the county town eighty miles away. Although the martial arts in Jiangzhou was not strong, the repercussions were still huge at such a close distance, ranging from squires to foot soldiers, and even those who had just returned.
Duke Wu in the mansion was all talking about this matter.
Cry, crow...
In the night rain, a white horse galloped from the official road and entered Tangling Pier.
There were two people sitting immediately, wearing cloaks in front of them and bamboo hats to hide their faces, and sitting beside them was a woman in green clothes, tightly wrapped in the cloak to avoid being stained by the rain. Her cold and charming cheeks were exposed, looking back and forth on the street.
Listening to the words in the teahouse and wine shop:
"According to the head of Dankigmen, Long Zhengqing can hit close, medium and long range, with no shortcomings at all. Ye Jingtang's body is indeed unparalleled in the world. Even after being hit for more than a dozen times, he still looks like a normal person.
, and finally defeat the enemy with one move..."
"It's true. After the fight, you can still dive into the sea to retrieve the knife... What about that sword? I heard people say that the sword is not very sharp. It doesn't even have a hilt, it's just a sword blade...
…”
"I guess I got it in Xiaoshan Fort. Linghu Guanzhi is a master of sword making. He has been holding back for thirty years and it's not unusual to make a magic sword..."
…
On horseback, Luo Ning, condensed in his cloak, heard this and asked:
"Has he found the Emperor's Sword?"
After listening to the chat for a while, Xue Baijin shook his head and said:
"The Emperor's Sword was made by the First Emperor. According to historical records, it should be a little over two feet long and an inch wide. It doesn't look like the description. Moreover, it was almost two thousand years ago. There is no way it could be used in actual combat if it was found in Ye Jingtang. It shouldn't be.
"
Luo Ning came here because she heard about Long Zhengqing's declaration of war. She was worried about something happening in the Night Terror Hall, so she dragged her ex-girlfriend over to escort him.
Master Xuanji's horse was very fast and arrived first, while she and Bai Jin walked behind. By the time they reached Xiaoshan Castle, the Night Terror Hall had already left, so they chased after them.
At this time, she heard that the dispute in Wanghai Tower was over and that there was no serious problem in Night Terror Hall. Luo Ning guessed that she was settling down somewhere for repairs and said:
"Coming back from Wanghai Tower to Jiangzhou, you must pass through the official road. Just wait here. It will probably be difficult to find anyone after you have passed."
Xue Baijin nodded slightly, came outside the inn, turned over and dismounted, thought for a while and said:
"If Xiaoshan Fort is not found, it will be difficult to find the Emperor's Sword. Let this matter come to an end. Will you travel with me in the Jianghu in the future, or will you stay in Jiangzhou and accompany Ye Jingtang back to the capital?"
Luo Ning paused slightly when she heard this, and a flash of hesitation flashed in her eyes - yes, if she can't find the Emperor's Sword and the Imperial Seal, Bai Jin has no reason to wander around in the world...
She definitely wants to go back to the little thief, but with this departure, her journey with Bai Jin can be regarded as beginning and ending; in the future, she will get married, Bai Jin will go back to be the leader, and they will go their separate ways. It will be difficult to get along day and night like now...
…
Luo Ning was very reluctant to let go of Ye Jingtang, but she and Ye Jingtang were forever, and it was true that she and Bai Jin were getting less and less day by day. After struggling for a while, she asked:
"What are you going to do next? Go back to Nanxiao Mountain?"
Xue Baijin parked the horse in the stable and looked northwest:
"When I take a step forward, I have to find someone to serve as a testing stone to let the world know about my behavior, Xue Baijin."
When Luo Ning heard this, she knew that Bai Jin, a martial arts idiot, wanted to go to King Zuo Xian to test his sword.
The distance is not that long, it would take a month just to walk. Now he pulled Bai Jin into the house:
"If you have a Taoist practice, you must first lay a solid foundation. The New Year is coming soon. Why are you in such a hurry? Wait until the New Year is over."
Xue Baijin walked alone in the world. No matter how strong he was, he would still feel lonely. Seeing that Ning'er still wanted to accompany her, he naturally didn't say anything more...
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The outline is gone, the plot is gone, and the leave request note is gone. I can only hold it in until the beginning of next month. In fact, the word count is quite a lot or2