long night walk

Chapter 238 The night is late, people pass away

Bailian looked at the sleepy old gentleman and whispered, "This old gentleman is old and can't help being hungry. I'm afraid it's not good to disturb him like this."

The old man whose eyes were still dim just now heard this, his eyelids suddenly opened.

He smiled at Baili'an: "The old man is strong and strong, the little man who can't do anything, and the fourth swordsman, all come to the old bookstore to read books, and the old man is willing to close the door."

Bailian was a little surprised, glanced at the old man's eyes, and immediately smiled, and said, "Then I'll disturb you."

He took out a night pearl as compensation.

Ji Ting looked at the gleaming Ye Mingzhu, and his eyes widened. He looked at Bailian and then at Fang Geyu. His eyes struggled for a moment, but he pushed Ye Mingzhu back and insisted not to accept it.

"My grandfather saved my little sister's life. It's already a great kindness, but it's just a few books. How dare you accept such a valuable thing. Today's rent will be deducted from my monthly salary."

Bailian didn't force it, put away the night pearl, moved a small bench, sat behind Yun Rong's butt, and watched.

Fang Geyu, who said that he was not interested, waited for the two of them to be bored. He also flipped through a book, squatted behind Bailian's butt, and looked at it.

Looking at it, he frowned and criticized: "The prime minister's daughter actually likes the poor scholar who is weak and can be bullied, and can do nothing but read a few sour words. Is this when there are no good men in the world?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, for the sake of a man who only met once, he abandoned his family, cried, made trouble, hanged himself, dragged him out and hanged himself with a rope. What's the use of raising him like this!"

Bai Li'an pursed her lips, glanced at the eldest lady who looked at and despised, and said nothing.

Ji Ting greeted him with discernment: "Engong Engong, do you like Xuan Shui Jun's story very much?"

Brian nodded.

Ji Ting winked and made a look that a man can understand: "Actually, many people don't know that this "Feng Ya Ji" is not complete, and the essence of it was extracted by my husband.

Originally, my predecessor burned it, but it was a pity that the treasure was burned, so I kept it privately. It was an uncensored version of the welfare, only for those loyal fans to watch.

On weekdays, I only collect [-] silver-patterned rubbings to sell to others, but if the benefactor wants to see it, Ji Ting can give it for free. "

"Uncut benefits? What is that?" Bailian looked confused.

Fang Geyu's face darkened.

Yun Rong is still immersed in his own world.

Ji Ting's eyebrows were flying and phoenix danced: "Of course it's those little books that draw pictures. The content is very..."

Fang Geyu's long sword beside his leg slammed heavily on the ground, and a long scar of more than ten meters suddenly cracked under the sword, extending all the way to the opposite side of the street.

Her cold eyes stared at Ji Ting, who was trembling: "What's the content?"

Ji Ting's face was pale, and he dared not speak.

Mother, I'm afraid this is not a fairy.

Fang Geyu grabbed Bailian's back collar, pulled his head onto his lap, lowered his head and said sternly into his ear: "If you read a book, read a book, I will give you pocket money, not to let you follow these strange people. Strange people learn badly, do you know that?"

Baili Anke nodded vigorously, holding the book, imitating her tone: "I'll just read this, okay?"

Fang Geyu's expression softened a little, and he touched his head: "Be good, if you like to read it, I will buy that Xuanshuijun to write a book for you in the future. As for those small books, don't read them."

Ji Ting was stunned.

Will... buy Xuan Shui-Jun just to write a book for a man? !

This little girl has such a big tone.

In the next few days, Yun Rong was not in a hurry to arrest his inner demon.

She insisted on the principle of waiting for the rabbit to come, and of course she stayed in the inn where Bailian lived, and of course dragged him to the bookstore to discuss kendo at dawn.

really insane...

After going back and forth, Bai Li'an also thoroughly penetrated the sword meanings in the book.

Xuanshui Jun wrote the book for 88 years.

For the past 88 years, I have given a set of scripts to this bookstore every year, so I must be an old man.

In a short period of time, no matter how evil Yun Rong was, it would be difficult for him to understand it for a while.

But this did not affect her enthusiasm for "Feng Ya Ji" in the slightest.

After a few days, Bailian read the stories in the book, and sometimes chatted with the old man in the bookstore, and became familiar with the old man over time.

An old man who can recognize Yun Rong's identity at a glance is naturally not an ordinary old man.

The old man's name is Meng Chengzhi, and he is an old scholar who teaches at Baimu Academy in the inner city.

Although he came from the inner city, he lived in the border city of Xianling.

Except during the exam lectures, he would enter the inner city to perform his duties, most of the time he would be like an ordinary old man, living in the outer city and running his own small bookstore.

Drink a few sips of old tea, and then take a few disciples from poor families on the long street to study and study.

And Ji Ting was one of the disciples of this poor family, and he was very pleased with the old man.

Seemingly meaningless days.

But Bailian faintly felt a kind of wind and rain coming.

Perhaps, looking at an extremely ordinary little thing at this moment, it has already entered an important part of the city lord's selection test.

He didn't know how to break the status quo of ordinary life, and he never thought about breaking it deliberately.

Because he is very clear, since the big test has been opened, the test questions will inevitably appear in front of his eyes.

After all, he was led to this long street by someone in the inner city.

The ghost-raising Bashu noodles.

Food that ghouls can eat.

Zhongyou's dead cook.

And... the fourth sword of Tianxi.

In the end, what broke this balance was the fifth day he and Yun Rong read books.

He would come to Ji Ting in the bookstore on time every day. On this day, he did not come...

The old man in the bookstore, however, was sitting on a rattan chair, drinking two sips of old tea, teasing parrots, and watering flowers.

He didn't ask much about Ji Ting's disappearance, as if there was no such person in the beginning.

His demeanor was peaceful.

It's just... that the docile bird today, when being teased again, seems to have a particularly grumpy temper.

Bailian looked at the old man who was playing with the bird, and his eyes showed sadness.

The old man who was playing with birds was pecked by his own parrot, showing a look of sadness and helplessness.

Bailian went to Ji Ting's house at night, but found that the door was closed, and there was no candlelight.

The next day, as Yun Rong came to the bookstore again, the old man was the same old man.

It's just that the parrot that teased and cherished yesterday was gone, and there was only an empty bird cage and a piece of scattered feathers in the cage.

Without the birds teasing, the old man had nothing to do today, so he had to water the flowers and prune the branches. He seemed in a good mood and hummed a little song.

Bailian found that the cloth jacket the old man was wearing was the same as yesterday, and he had not changed it, but it was far less clean than yesterday.

The color was slightly darkened, as if it had been stained with a layer of unclean dark stains.

like blood...

(End of this chapter)