It was already late at night, and the entire community was in darkness, with no electricity, and this was what it looked like at night.
Fortunately, there is a crescent moon hanging high in the sky. Although the moonlight is a bit hazy, at least it can make one barely able to see everything around him clearly.
For most people in the county, compared with the endless darkness experienced in the past few days, nights like this are already considered good.
Wearing casual clothes, Chen Hai climbed twelve flights of stairs. His breathing was still steady and there were no beads of sweat falling.
When he reached his door, he opened the door and walked in.
"Chen Hai, are you back?" Ye Qingqing, who was curled up on the sofa, heard the sound of the door opening. She stood up and asked.
"It's me, Qingqing."
"I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a walk."
"Didn't I tell you to go to bed early? Why did you come to stay on the sofa in the living room again!"
With a toothy smile, Chen Hai responded.
As the sun set and twilight fell, Wan Jianzong and his party were still testing the children. He and Ye Qingqing left the sports square and returned to the Oriental Pearl Community.
Because of his deliberate control, he and Ye Qingqing had no children.
The reason why he took Ye Qingqing to the sports square was just to wait and see to see if he could find an opportunity and let Ye Qingqing test his talent.
I wandered there for a long time, thinking about it.
Chen Hai always felt that it was simply unrealistic to negotiate with the Wan Jian Sect members through normal channels and ask them to help Ye Qingqing test his talent.
After all, the upper age limit they set is only sixteen years old.
Ye Qingqing, who is already in her sixties and has most of her hair gray, no matter how young she is, it is impossible for people to mistake her for still being a young girl.
He went up rashly and asked several people from Wanjian Sect about this matter. If he couldn't get any results, he just forgot about it. It might also scare the snake and increase the difficulty of what he wants to do next.
After thinking about it, he finally took Ye Qingqing back home.
However, after only staying at home for less than half an hour, he found an excuse and walked out of the house again.
"You're not here, so I can't sleep." Ye Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
With a snap of her fingers, a flame rose up in the void near her.
A flame the size of a fist, although not very bright, was enough to illuminate their room.
The appearance of this flame, she knew without even thinking, it must have been caused by her man, Chen Hai.
Having been with him for so many years, Ye Qingqing has long been accustomed to some of the weird things he has mastered.
"You guy, what are you doing out there?"
"I remember that when you went out, you were wearing this T-shirt with the pattern on the front. You were wearing it right."
"But now, how come your pattern is worn on the back..."
With the help of the firelight, after seeing Chen Hai who had walked to her side, Ye Qingqing burst out laughing.
"Really? It was hot outside, so I took a walk around shirtless, and when I came back, I put on my T-shirt."
“Maybe it’s because the light outside is not good, so I wore it wrong!”
After a haha, Chen Hai made an excuse and said perfunctorily.
As soon as he finished speaking, he touched his hand and a picture scroll appeared in his hand.
"Come on, Qingqing, I picked up a painting on the road. Come and take a look. How does it look?" At this point, he grinned.
These years in Liuyuan County have been extremely leisurely.
As a top academic figure, Ye Qingqing was only interested in activities such as playing mahjong and dancing in the square at first.
After the novelty wore off, in the following years, she started playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
She also has some experience in painting.
When she met Chen Hai, he got a painting from somewhere and showed it to her. She immediately became interested.
Taking the scroll from Chen Hai, she slowly opened the painting.
On the scroll, the thing painted seems to be a mountain, and the mountain is full of knots.
She had some experience in painting, so she immediately began to look at the mountain in the painting with an artistic eye.
"The lines are vulgar and have no sense of beauty. What the hell is this painting!"
"No wonder you picked this thing up from the road. I guess it must be a child's graffiti..."
After just looking at the things on the scroll for a few times, Ye Qingqing was no longer interested.
Pointing at the painting, she burst out laughing.
Hearing this, Chen Hai was speechless for a while.
He made a special trip to the funeral parlor on the outskirts of the city, and bought a gray robe and a ghost face mask from a nearby wreath shop, incense paper and wax shop.
Then, while squatting near the sports square, the sword picture he snatched from Zhang Yunshan turned out to be a child's graffiti in Ye Qingqing's eyes...
He was unable to complain and really didn't know what to say.
"You should have seen Mr. Jin's Knight's Journey, Qingqing."
"In the Supreme Martial Arts Taixuan Sutra, those knowledgeable people can understand different meanings for every word, but in fact, what they understand is wrong!"
"Only Shi Potian, who was illiterate, naturally and completely understood the words when he saw the words on the scriptures."
"There are some things that you can't look at literally, and you can't consider the artistry."
"Please take a closer look at the things on the scroll and see if you can gain any other insights?"
After hesitating for a while, Chen Hai still refused to give up. He pointed at the scroll and said to Ye Qingqing.
Seeing that Chen Hai spoke so carefully, Ye Qingqing also became a little suspicious.
She didn't look at the scroll, but looked Chen Hai up and down: "Is this scroll the sword picture in the hands of those people from Wanjian Sect?"
"You slipped out of the house to look for them?"
"Chen Hai, it is my greatest happiness to have you by my side for so many years. There is really no need for you to do these things for me..."
With a bitter look on his face, Ye Qingqing let out a long sigh.
Judging from Chen Hai's words and deeds, the painting he showed to him must be extraordinary.
Ye Qingqing is not stupid. She immediately thought of the sword diagram.
"Well, this picture scroll is a sword picture!"
Nodding, Chen Hai then added: "I really picked this thing up. That guy from Wanjian Sect fainted at the time."
"I happened to be nearby at the time. I wanted to help Qingqing test your talent, so I picked up the sword diagram he had hidden in his sleeve."
While saying this, he also took out other things he picked up.
A money bag made of animal skin, plus two strange things with many lines on them that looked like bones.
Of course, there are more than just these things in Zhang Yunshan's sleeves.
In addition to the Baiyun Sword that cultivates life and soul, the magic sword specially used for flying was reduced to the size of a palm and was also stored in his big sleeve.
However, the owner of a magic sword or magic weapon that has recognized its owner can vaguely sense its location.
Worried that it would cause trouble if he took it, Chen Hai did not touch such items rashly after careful consideration.
"You guy..." Seeing Chen Hai's appearance, Ye Qingqing felt a little bit dumbfounded.
Of course, she also felt a little moved in her heart.
Chen Hai's words were obviously a bit evasive.
He only said that the man from Wanjian Sect passed out, and he picked up the sword diagram from that man, as well as the things he just took out.
But he didn't say why the man was unconscious near him!
After thinking about it for a moment, Ye Qingqing was sure that the man's coma must be Chen Hai's fault.
However, Zhi Gui knew that she did not expose Chen Hai on the spot.
After all, everything Chen Hai did was for her.
And those people from Wanjian Sect are not good people in her eyes.
When she and Chen Hai rushed to the sports square, they saw with their own eyes that more than ten or twenty people like Shen Zhengming were completely slaughtered by the Wan Jian Sect people.
"Okay, let me take a closer look at this sword picture." Ye Qingqing sighed softly, and his eyes fell on the sword picture again.