Chapter 78
The man came back to his senses when he heard old man Xu's words, and turned his head, as if he remembered something.

"Xiao Ke... the house is in Qiandong..." The man coughed while talking, Fang Yu struggled to get up, his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground again.

"You come to help."

He Miao and old man Xu looked at each other at the same time and said exactly the same words.

Old man Xu immediately coughed twice, and said to He Miao, "Go and help me, I will teach you the flying spell, and I will teach you."

"No, this is another price." He Miao spread his hands and proposed a new condition: "Teach me a new formation."

He Miao could tell that the old man Xu had a deep knowledge of formations, much better than himself who had only learned a little bit.

"it is good."

Old man Xu readily agreed.

He Miao reluctantly squatted down, stretched out his arms to the man, and said angrily, "Where is your home? I'll help you go back."

Thinking of this, he paused again:

"But if you still have the will to die, I'll throw you into the lake right now. I guess the water ghost is still waiting."

After all, to commit suicide by throwing himself into the water during Chinese New Year must have encountered an extremely difficult situation. If he wanted to die with all his heart, He Miao would never stop him.

The man coughed twice, and only said softly: "The girl is joking."

He Miao pursed her mouth, noncommittal.

Immediately help the man up.The man looked tall and tall, but in fact, his body was only bones, and his body was extremely light.

Several people returned to the man's house, a small low house in an alley, with the door ajar.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and change into some clean clothes."

As He Miao said, he left the two of them outside the room, and pushed the door open first.

After all, He Miao is only in the Qi refining period, and can only see the threshold clearly.

As soon as I opened the door and walked in, a special fragrance of pen and ink came over my face.

He Miao's ears moved, and he heard the sound of someone breathing in the room, although it was extremely subtle, not even much louder than the sound of the wind.

But He Miao is no longer an ordinary person, his facial features are much sharper than before, and he felt it immediately.

Seeing someone entering, the man swung his knife and slashed over.

In the blink of an eye, He Miao instinctively dodged, and the man's knife slammed heavily on the door.

The blade was sharp, and He Miao didn't have much actual combat experience, so the hair on one side of his cheek was chopped off by the knife.

He Miao drew out his sword resolutely, and with a move of "Eastern Sea Yangbo", the sword's intent surged, and it went straight towards this person.

This person probably didn't expect that the person confronting him would be an immortal cultivator. He was stunned for a moment, and when he was attacked by the sword intent, he took a step back and spit out a mouthful of blood from his chest.

The sound of the two fighting had already alarmed the two people outside.

"What happened?
"Why are there fighting sounds?"

Two people outside tried to open the door to come in. Seeing this, the murderer fled by jumping out of the window.

Seeing him leave, He Miao didn't chase after him any more, only opened the door.

"There is a killer, now you owe me two lives."

He Miao stretched out her finger and gave a "two" to the man who came in.

The man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly, and did not speak again.

"Young man, who are you offending?" Old man Xu asked.

"Go out first, I still have to change clothes." He Miao waved his hands and blasted the two of them out.

Although she was protected by the heart of the cold pool, she would not feel cold, but she couldn't stand the wet clothes sticking to her skin.

He Miao closed the window, quickly changed her clothes, and then invited the two of them in.

The man had already started sneezing, it seemed that he was freezing.

After a lot of trouble, He Miao finally lit the lamp oil and asked the man to change into dry clothes. Then they sat under the lamp and baked big cakes around the stove.

He Miao looked around, only to realize that although the man's house was surrounded and desolate, it looked dilapidated and dilapidated.

But the four walls are covered with well-written calligraphy and paintings. It can be seen that the handwriting is neat and has a solid foundation.

The house is poor, but it is also tidy and clean, spotless. He is not a scholar who is ambitious and inattentive.

He Miao's dislike for this person eased a bit.

"Come on, young man, tell me, it's a big Chinese New Year, why can't you think about it." Old man Xu asked, gnawing on the pancake that He Miao had baked, and he didn't care where He Miao got the pancake from. , Anyway, just eat it.

As he spoke, he handed a card to the man.

The man thanked him and took it, but he didn't eat it. It seemed that he had no appetite.He just started to introduce himself softly:

"Xiao Ke's name is Wu Jingqian, a native of Lin'an, his parents died early, and he has a younger sister. I am not in good health and have been studying in private schools since I was a child. The few acres of Susukida at home are rented out to others to grow."

He Miao gathered by the stove, gnawed on big cakes, and listened to the man's self-report.Anyway, she found that Wu Jingqian's voice was quite nice.

The gentle voice unique to frail scholars has a bit of the low-pitched voice of an adult man, and with coughing, the voice becomes even hoarse, which sounds extremely pleasant.If this is modern, you can be a voice actor.

Having said that, the man coughed twice, then frowned, and continued to narrate.

"A few years ago, the local Dong Yuanwai's family valued the cemetery where my parents lived. They ordered people to dig up the grave and open the coffin, and discarded my parents' bones in the wild. My brother and sister were aggrieved and went to argue. The family member was severely injured, and the younger sister was also robbed into Dong's residence, and there has been no news since then."

When Wu Jingqian mentioned this point, He Miao and old man Xu stopped and stopped eating the big cake in their hands.

Neither of them spoke. In the face of the real suffering in the world, any language seems extremely thin.

Old man Xu has traveled all over his life, and he has heard too many stories like this.He Miao has been a human being for two lifetimes and has a deep understanding of human nature.

The two of them didn't even ask any more questions, such as whether they had reported to the officials or not.

Bullies on one side, collusion between government and businessmen, such dramas will never be lacking.There is a saying that there is nothing new under the sun, everything is just repeating itself.

"I went to the government to beat drums to protest my grievances, but the local prefect Lu directly put me in a big prison, and I suffered a lot."

Wu Jingqian just described everything in the past lightly.

He Miao's heart was shocked when she heard that, she could imagine how hard life in prison was and how cruel the cruel officials were.

Looking back like this, Wu Jingqian was still able to keep the house clean and tidy, with his own strength of character, without even hostility on his face, how difficult it was.

"After coming out of prison, I thought that maybe Han Chuang had studied hard for many years, and if he could get a Jinshi, he might have a chance. But I forgot, I have a criminal record, and I have long been ineligible to take the scientific examination."

"I thought of the ancient court complaint, maybe it's an opportunity. Who knows that people from the Dong family and the government guard me every day and don't let me go out of the city at all."

Wu Jingqian narrated his past one by one, but what He Miao heard was how a normal person was forced to have no way of life and went to a desperate situation.

"After thinking about it, although Wu is a literati, he is still a man. He must avenge his parents and sister, so he took a dagger and planned to assassinate the master of the Dong Mansion."

Speaking of this, Wu Jingqian gave a wry smile, and then laughed at himself:

"I've been a scholar for so many years, I've forgotten how useless I am as a scholar, how can I get so close to Master Dong who is surrounded by guards when I go out."

"Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, I miss my only younger sister. I asked someone to inquire again and again, only to find out that my younger sister has already passed away."

When Wu Jingqian said this, his throat choked and he stopped talking.

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