Zhui Xu Chapter 63

Chapter 63 attempts to obtain a monthly pass)

"Water is good..."

In the night, the lights of the city swayed, and in a quiet and ridiculous small courtyard, Ning Yi put the basin into the table on the back room.

The woman in black holds a small medicine bag in her hand. She relied on the bed to arrange the wound. When Ning Yi came in, she pulled the clothes and stopped, and her face was still covered with veil, but her body was still **** everywhere. Ning Yi thought about it, looking for it from a cabinet next to him and taking out a robe.

"There is no washing clothes here, only this one, dry is clean, your clothes are broken, you can change a little at night, new clothes, can bring it tomorrow."

The woman glanced at him coldly: "Where do you want to go?"

Ning Yi hesitated a moment, then raised his hand and smiled: "Well, wait until you believe me, you first deal with the injury, I sit outside, burn more water."

"If you want to go, no matter how fast you can run, I promise you can't get out of this courtyard."

"Know it, won't go."

Ning Yi smiled and then turned back and took a jar from the shelf and opened it, full of rich alcohol.

"Liquor, but the degree is too high to drink, if you want to wash the wound, you can use this."

In fact, there is alcohol inside, Ning Yi went out to close the door. The woman frowned and listened to the footsteps. For a moment, the clothes were pulled open in the light. The reddish cloth covered the chest layer by layer, and the cloth strips were broken in several places. The upper shoulder to the lower abdomen, the skin is full of blood, some condensed into bloody, deep red, with the wound is shocking, the scar in front of the body is still light, there is a back and hands, I am afraid that has already hurt the bones When the clothes were dragged down, the condensed blood sputum was torn apart again. She entered her lips and endured it, but most of the wounds on her body were not bleeding at this time, but they stopped by themselves.

The woman twisted the cloth strips in the basin and frowned and began to wipe the blood on her body. Bean-like lights, ancient swords, women in the simple room wiping the body... For a moment, on the other side of the wall, Ning Yi sat down on the stool, looking at the lights in the room, the woman could probably listen To his movements, he paused a little, then continued to wipe the wound and applied the wound powder to the wound.

"This was originally a waste garden. Generally, no one came. If it was before, it may be searched during the search, but I have already rented it. The problem should be small. Next door is Yushan Academy, and there is a small bamboo forest in the past. The river runs over there, not wide. On the other side of the river, there are two restaurants, which are expanded into a triangular residential area. The alleys are all in all directions. If someone wants to catch up there, it should not be easy. Next to Changxing Street and Changye Street In the past, the road leads to the south gate... The other side of the yard is..."

Back against the wall, Ning Yi's slow opening, introducing everything around, the woman quietly took medicine there, listening, and for a moment, said: "You are a disciple?"

"Ok?"

"There are so many things to make alchemy outside."

"Oh, not alchemy, I should be a Confucian disciple. These are the things."

"Should?"

"Should."

"...Why would you know that I am under the carriage?"

"Feeling...or guessing..."

"You have a hatred with Song Xian?"

"No, I have heard some of his notoriety."

"...not true."

"I have seen a girl before."

There was a slight silence over there: "When?"

"Yuan Yuan, when the girl was fighting on Suzaku Street, she was watching it in the vicinity of tens of meters away. Later, in the restaurant, the girl dressed up as a sip over there."

"...I remembered." The voice sank slightly. On the other side of the wall, the woman who wiped the wound slowly stopped. The right arm waved and grabbed the hilt on the small table and slammed toward it. The back stabbed the past. Awkwardly, the earth and stone spurted out from the other side of the wall. The Jianfeng pierced the earth wall and stopped at Ning Yi's face. Ning Yi smiled and looked at it.

"You are the scholar who wrote the poem on the day... Why follow me?"

"Today is your follow up with me." Ning Yi said the wall, the woman on the wall slightly stunned, "But you should understand that I am not malicious."

For a moment, the woman took the sword back and placed it on the table. The light shone through the gap between the long swords.

"But why follow me? What are your attempts?"

"Besides because of Song Xian... I want to learn martial arts." Ning Yi said frankly. The wall was stunned for a long while, and it seemed to be awkward for this answer. After a while, the sound eased a little: "He said."

"It is the truth, from the careful martial arts, I want to know what the legendary deep martial arts look like..."

"You are quite talented?" The voice over there interrupted him.

"Hey, this is not a good thing to say..."

"The day is upstairs, everyone lets you write poetry, you make a poem, everyone has nothing to say... you talented people, have always looked down on Wufu, you are also a talented scholar, but also famous, now said to martial arts, still High-level martial arts. You don't fight in battle, don't fight people, just spend the shelf, what to use, I don't believe."

The woman said faintly, but there is no emotion in it, just to state these words. Ning Yi thought about it, the ear heard the bell outside the city faintly came, and laughed: "It is really... no use. And I heard that high-level martial arts have to be trained from children, more than ten or twenty years, day There is no achievement in the day, is this the case?"

"You have already passed the age of martial arts."

"Sorry." Ning Yi smiled, "In fact... good things."

"...Geometry?"

"Well, it's just to study everything, and then use it. For example, the alcohol you used to clean the wounds, after several cooling and distillation, is only a little extract, but if it is used for winemaking...”

Time is not early, Ning Yi casually said something, waiting for the past of time, inside the room, the woman handled the injury, and occasionally said a word, the underwear on her body is all blood, at this time off Down still on the side, the white bandage tied the chest, circled the shoulders, even on the thighs, wrapped around the right foot for a few laps, hesitated for a while, finally put the robes on her body, she At this time, I took the veil, and my pale face looked weak, but I was still vigilant.

After a while, Ning Yi said: "It's too late, and I won't go back. I am afraid that my family will be looking for it. The next time I come back tomorrow, the girl is injured and rests earlier."

Ning Yi waited for a moment, there was no answer there. He extinguished the lamp and was ready to go out. Then he said: "Yes, if the alcohol lamp is going to go out, take a cover from the side and cover the flame. If it is used Blowing, afraid to explode, finish, push the door out, and then gently close.

The door inside was gently pulled open, and the robes were gently pulled by hand. The woman walked out barefoot and frowned, looking at the door, then went to the door and opened a slit, and looked at the yard. Look, Ning Yi has already left the courtyard door. After a while, the sound of the carriage is sounding and gradually drifting away.

There was a sound of insects in the grass of the yard. The stars stared at the night under such a night, and the woman frowned in the direction of the carriage and thought for a while, looking back at the room outside, on the shelf. A variety of things, bottles and cans, she just woke up from the inside, so I thought it was the Taoist alchemy, only to see more things in the room. A few empty places, a few rows of tables, a strange iron shelf, strange iron buckets, pipes, instruments that people can't understand at all, a black wooden board hanging on the wall at the end, white quirky symbols, starlight From the window smashing in, sprinkling on the pages of the table and the open rice paper, the brush is moving on the pen holder...

The night wind blew in from the opening of the rear wooden door, blowing her head with some chaos and a slightly large robes. Under the robes, the silhouette of the bandage was faintly revealed, and the woman closed the door with her backhand. All the way back, holding her sword and knees, curled up in the corner of the bed and fell asleep...

I shouldn't suddenly go away tonight...

On the way to the side door of the Su family, Ning Yi took a few deep breaths, thinking about it, and then laughed.

Because she has no clothes to wear...

Of course, the most important thing is because of her injury. Officials such as Song Xian died. After a long time, the officers and men will set up cards in Jiangning. Under such serious injuries, she will not be able to go out temporarily.

Judging from the woman's arrangement to open the Song Xian's guardianship, she is not a fool, she knows how to weigh, and she will not suddenly become stupid.

If you want to directly say that you are interested in martial arts, the scale is somewhat difficult to grasp. The most important thing is that if you say it later, it will inevitably give people the impression that the whole plan is for this matter. Although this year is heavy, it is heavy. The personal art industry is still the most popular in the society, not to mention the magical skills. He is old, but he doesn't ask for a top-notch master. He even didn't even think about running the rivers or the battlefield.

This thing, first to say it, and then to dilute as much as possible in other aspects, but it seems to be frank, as long as this can be over, it will be raised in the future. If you put it in the future, it will cause you to feel uncomfortable. People really feel that owing you to your feelings may also mean that you are planning to persuade you and perfuse you.

I want to make a good impression tomorrow, let her stay and stay...

After coming to the Wu Dynasty for so long, he was the first time to think about planning things so actively. It felt like he was negotiating with people to pull orders or sell ideas. Let people feel sincere. www.mtlnovel.com ~ Going home all the way, through the side door through the trail, looking far away, there is no light in the small courtyard where you live, it is estimated that the main servant of Taner has not yet returned, Xiao Xiao does not know if he has fallen asleep. When he walked to the door of the yard, he saw the girl sitting in the central pavilion.

Neat bangs, floral white dress, girl sitting there wondering about something, hands clenched on the knees, giving people the feeling of clenching their teeth, the brilliance of the stars spilling from the sky, according to the girl's focus Side face. Ning Yi watched for two seconds, the girl's eyes moved, then looked over here and stood up.

The night wind blew the skirt, and the girl stood there and looked over. It wasn't like the squatting shackle wrapped in the bag head on weekdays. It was like a more mature, always hidden behind the weekdays. Xiao Yan, this feeling lasted for two seconds.

The first syllable, with some choking breath, tears rolling down from the girl's eyes, she raised her hand to squat, and suddenly she cried.

"Grandfather..."

In the cries, Xiao Yan ran from there and directly plunged into his arms and hugged him, almost pushing him back a step. Ning Yi hugged her back and muttered a sigh.

"came back……"

"Grandfather...what are you going to..."

Under the night, the crying girl seemed to be short, so she changed back to the previous one...

Seeking a monthly ticket ^_^

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