For several days, both of them spent the family. Ning Buer's injuries have gradually improved. It should not take long before they can get out of here.

Regarding why Ning Buer assassinated Zhou Ziheng, Guo Xiaojiu had not found the right time to ask questions. After Cui'er's little girl and Ning Buer got along, the two of them were almost every day, and Ning Buer had even driven Guo Xiaojiu out of the house.

Guo Xiaojiu naturally dared not speak out. He went to a big locust tree in the town every day to see an old blacksmith making a blacksmith. At first, he just watched it, but later he gradually had verbal conversations with the old blacksmith, and occasionally helped the old blacksmith to swing a few hammers.

The old blacksmith said that when he was young, he was a vanguard under the command of the god general Pei Min. They delivered emergency information from each war. Unfortunately, before a war with the Turkic army, the news was not transmitted back in time. The old blacksmith refused to speak more about the matter afterwards.

Later, I heard Cui'er's father tell the story of the old blacksmith. At that time, a Turkic cavalry battalion slaughtered a border village and did not even let a three-year-old child go. They just had a small team of scouts and collided with the Turkic cavalry.

The result was obvious that there were only two of their small teams, one of which was the old blacksmith.

Although these people were basically killed in the village, each of them had enough military achievements to be a squad. I heard that the old blacksmith killed seven Turkic cavalry in that battle.

Later, the old blacksmith did not go to the front line again, and an excellent scout became a fire-headed army until he retired and returned to the town.

The old blacksmith was afraid that the people in the town looked down on him and never talked about these things with others. Maybe he regarded this as a shame, after all, he survived.

After knowing the whole story, Guo Xiaojiu was full of admiration. After all, he was once a person who dared to draw his sword against a Turkic cavalry battalion. Perhaps after that battle, the old blacksmith's heart had already accompanied those brothers and buried in that village.

In the following days, Guo Xiaojiu would make some sake for the old blacksmith every day, pestering him to tell more stories on the border.

It started at noon yesterday, and it started drizzling in the town, and Guo Xiaojiu could only accompany Ning Buer and Cui'er to circle around the house.

He was lying on the recliner, and the empty sword sheath was still on his back, but the sword on his waist was standing aside.

Cui'er was called away by her mother, as if she was going to help clean up the miscellaneous items in the yard.

Ning Buer walked to the window and looked into the courtyard through the raindrops.

"Hey, fairy, where are we going when the rain stops?" Guo Xiaojiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Ning Buer's somewhat lonely back.

Ning Buer's shoulders trembled slightly, and she turned her head, even if her brows were slightly frowning, she was still extremely beautiful.

"You can do your business then and don't follow me anymore." Ning Buer's tone was a little cold, and her elegance was broken by Guo Xiaojiu's words.

"I'm very curious, why are you, the best figure in the Taoist sect, come to this broken place from thousands of miles away and have made enemies with the Luoyang Palace?" Guo Xiaojiu asked the doubts in his heart.

"My affairs have nothing to do with you. Don't ask, don't know, it's not good for you." Ning Buer's tone eased a little. She glanced at Guo Xiaojiu and shook her head: "What a pity, such a good seedling has practiced the knife."

"I like to practice swords. The sword is not as fast as the sword, but the sword is straight enough!" Guo Xiaojiu replied.

Ning Buer didn't ask again. She didn't know what Guo Xiaojiu meant. She wouldn't go into delectivity, so she fell into silence.

Guo Xiaojiu stares at Ning Buer

In the direction, his fingers rubbed the scabbard on the side of his body, without knocking it, making a strange sound, because Ning Buer didn't like it, and he wouldn't do it if he didn't like it.

Perhaps because of Guo Xiaojiu's straight eyes staring, Ning Buer asked angrily: "What are you looking at?"

"Oh?" Guo Xiaojiu came back to his senses, as if he was talking to himself: "Okay, when the rain stops, you will go to do something you haven't done. I have to go to Luoyang City to pay homage to Master's uncle and Master's aunt."

"Why did you help me? Why did you enter this world?"

"Han Changli, he told me that when I see my beloved girl one day, I will know what love is. I may not know it now, and I don't know it or dare to beg for it."

Guo Xiaojiu smiled, with some fun in his smile. He raised his hand: "I'm just going into the world, just to make one day someone mention my name in the world. He will no longer say that I am his apprentice, but that he is my master."

"That's all?" Ning Buer didn't ask who he was, everyone had their own secrets.

"If not?" Guo Xiaojiu narrowed his eyes when the wind came towards him. He was a little happy with the feeling of coolness.

Guo Xiaojiu suddenly smiled and did not think about the question worth pondering: "Fairy, you said that if you still kill Zhou Ziheng next time you see him?"

"He is not worthy now." Ning Buer's eyes dodged a little, so he simply turned his head and continued to look out the window.

"Don't, fairy, even if you don't kill him, it's okay to teach him a lesson. You can't let this kid go just because of the matter in front of Luoyang City Gate." Guo Xiaojiu looked at the roof with a wicked smile on his lips.

Ning Buer rolled his eyes and continued to look out the window.

"I owe you two lives, and I will pay it back in the future. When I pay it back, we will no longer owe each other." Ning Buer seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and his tone was very cold.

"I'm afraid that you owe more and more, and in the end you have to promise yourself! Hehe." Guo Xiaojiu closed his eyes with a smile and hummed a little song.

"Hmph!" With a cold snorkeling, Ning Buer began to hold his cheek and became stunned.

The room was very quiet, but it was still drizzling outside.

The silence in the room was not really quiet, after all, Guo Xiaojiu was still humming a small song.

"How can I find you in the future?" Ning Buer suddenly asked.

"Look at it, the fairy is exposed, right? Do you like me? That's right, I happen to like the fairy too." Guo Xiaojiu sat up with her legs, with a wicked smile on her face.

"More than ten years ago, there was a Jian Pavilion in Guan'an Road. The one who watched the sword tower came to that place, but Jian Pavilion no longer exists."

Ning Buer's voice was very low, so low that only two people could listen carefully.

"That is my uncle, I don't know what Jiange. I have lived with my master since I was a child in Penglai. You should be called the fairyland!" Guo Xiaojiu smiled and looked at Ning Buer.

Ning Buer happened to turn around and the eyes of the two people collided.

Ning Buer's heart tightened. She felt like a dream. When she woke up from her dream, she stared at Guo Xiaojiu very seriously for a long time. So that's it!

He was actually that person's disciple, so it was not surprising that he entered the world alone.

"Maybe, one day when I arrive in Western Shu and Jiannan Road, I will go to the Taoist Sect to find you. I will call the Taoist Sect to find you." Guo Xiaojiu suddenly said, speaking very seriously, without any intention of joking.

"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Ning Buer replied this after being stunned for the first time.

This sentence made Guo Xiaojiu glar at me

I stared at the eyes and was dazed for a long time, wondering if I had heard it wrong?

The two of them fell into deep thought again, Ning Buer was calm and Guo Xiaojiu was already in a state of chaos.

Of course, Guo Xiaojiu knew very well that Ning Buer had not changed his mind in these few days. He didn't even have to think about his love and talk about love under the moon.

The light rain outside the house gradually stopped, but the dark clouds did not dissipate. I don’t know when there might be another rain. This is spring rain, and it may take half a month to go.

Naturally, they couldn't really wait until the rain stopped completely before leaving the town. However, life here is really beautiful, which can be seen from Ning Buer's smile on his face these days.

Not long after, a little noise came from the town.

Guo Xiaojiu walked outside the house, stood in the yard, and listened to the movement outside with his ears.

Cui'er and her mother, who were originally busy in the yard, had already been driven back to the house, while the latter had already gone outside the yard.

The old man in the room walked out, which was Cui'er's father, whose surname was Yue, and Guo Xiaojiu called him Uncle Yue.

"Xiaojiu, let's go and see what happened. Finally, the rain stopped and thought it could be more purified. Now, the noise started to start outside again." Uncle Yue waved to Guo Xiaojiu and signaled to walk out of the yard together.

"Okay, Uncle Yue." Guo Xiaojiu smiled, walked beside Uncle Yue, and walked out of the yard with him.

Ning Buer kept staring outside the house, a little stunned.

"Old man, it's not good!" Cui'er's mother ran over from a distance and shouted at Uncle Yue panting.

"What's the matter? Tell me slowly, don't worry." Uncle Yue held Cui'er's mother and asked slowly.

"The old blacksmith was killed and hung under the big locust tree!" Cui'er's mother said.

"What!" Uncle Yue's original calmness was instantly diluted and disappeared, and he hurriedly ran towards the direction of the big locust tree.

Guo Xiaojiu was shocked when he heard the news. He was a little dazed and his steps began to walk in that direction. When he occasionally looked up, he seemed to see a carrier pigeon quietly landing in the yard behind him.

He didn't look back, Ning Buer's injury had healed, and if he wanted to leave, he would naturally not stop him. Anyway, he would just hit the Taoist sect at that time.

The old blacksmith died strangely, with a wound on his body, like a sword wound. The wound was very shallow, but there was indeed no injury from the inside out.

No one in the town should have such skills, they should be people outside the town.

The people in the town had already put the old blacksmith down from the big locust tree. The old blacksmith had no relatives, and everyone was discussing how to deal with the old blacksmith's business.

This man could not die in vain, so someone wanted to explore the cause of the death of the old blacksmith, but was stopped by several old men in the town.

These respected old men said that the old blacksmith had some savings, so they used his savings to make him a better coffin, hire a better mage, and just start a decent mage.

As for the death of the old blacksmith, they were not afraid to explore it.

Most people agreed with the old men, and no one went to investigate the death of the old blacksmith again. The sword wound was already hidden by the intentional person with new clothes.

Guo Xiaojiu was always watching coldly from one side. He concluded at a glance that the sword injury was caused by the flying sword. It was obvious that it was impossible for Ning Buer and that carrier pigeon?

As if he had thought of something, Guo Xiaojiu turned around and turned back to the way he came.
Chapter completed!