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Chapter 140 An old acquaintance in Beitian Ji Nursing Home

I have to admit that Xie Lingjiang's eyes were very tense.

Immortal Yucheng unconsciously breathed a little softer, and even the frequency of breathing almost became chaotic.

At this moment, she was sure of one thing.

Xie Lingjiang has entered the seventh rank, and was promoted to the middle rank Qi trainer. If I remember correctly, the Confucian orthodox Qi trainer of the seventh rank is called a book-turner.

Fairy Yucheng saw the aura of Zhu Fei faintly emanating from Xie Lingjiang's body or because of the ups and downs of mood swings.

The only thing she can do at this time is to carefully hide the aura fluctuations on her body, and she must not show her feet.

In the room between the two, the atmosphere was silent for a while.

at last.

"Never been."

Xie Lingjiang slowly looked back, looked down at the red rope on his wrist, shook his head and spoke.

Immortal Yucheng let go of the big stone that was weighing on her heart for the time being.

Xie Lingjiang frowned slightly, and asked again:

"By the way, isn't senior brother going to inspect Beitian Jiyangyuan? The inspection is over so soon?"

Fairy Yucheng carefully chose her words and said:
"I went to see it, there's nothing to check, I still can't bear you, so I came back..."

After a pause, she glanced at Xie Lingjiang, and said more and more smoothly:

"Get ready to go down the mountain, you go and change first."

Xie Lingjiang looked at "Ouyang Rong" for a while, then nodded, and moved his eyes away from his face.

Instead, she found Master Shandao, borrowed a waiting room in the back hall, went to the back hall, and changed into men's clothes again.

Fairy Yucheng let out a long breath.

Afterwards, as if cherishing words like gold, he coped with Xia Shandao's accusation.

When she caught a glimpse of a hidden figure outside the hall from the corner of her eye, she turned and went out.

Taking advantage of Xie Lingjiang's absence, Fairy Yucheng went straight to Liu Liu, turned her back to him, looked at the scenery outside, and asked in a cold voice:

"How about over there?"

"The female fairy has a clever plan. As expected, Ouyang Lianghan went to the Beitian Jiyangyuan. He has already entered the net, and he can't escape. Now Liu Qi is watching there, just in case, the female fairy is really..."

Fairy Yucheng frowned and interrupted:
"Ouyang Lianghan has a thing called a skirt knife on his body. You go and get it. I don't wear this knife. Miss Xie seems a little suspicious."

Liu Liu raised his eyelids and looked at the slender back of "Ouyang Rong" who was dressed in an official uniform in front of him. His eyes became more and more amazed, and he replied respectfully:

"Skirt knife? It's a saber, right? I seem to have a little impression. I'll go get it for the little one."

"Slowly, if you can't get it, forget it."

Fairy Yucheng looked at the sky, her brows became more wrinkled, and she said impatiently:
"Okay, let's go quickly, Xie Lingjiang is coming out, I will deal with it.

"Take her and the gang of arresters at the door down the mountain to pick them up later.

"Now go to Beitian Jiyangyuan to collect Ouyang Lianghan's body. Everything will go according to plan."

Fairy Yucheng left behind a word, turned around and entered the hall again.

Liu Liu looked around the hall and left quietly.

……

The changes in Beitian Jiyangyuan are quite big.

"Master County Magistrate, this way please this way."

A middle-aged rosacea-nosed monk in a yellow robe greeted Ouyang Rong and greeted him into the yard.

As soon as Ouyang Rong got started, he was warmly greeted by the brother Xiudu whom Xiufa said.

Ouyang Rong entered the door with his hands behind his back, looking left and right along the way.

This time the county government funded the renovation and expansion of Donglin Temple, which indeed brought many good changes to Beitian Jiyangyuan.

For example, the dry well in the underground palace beside the bamboo forest in the courtyard is more and more tightly surrounded by railings and wooden boards.

It should be unlikely to reappear the scene of several old, weak, disabled, mentally ill at the same time and gather together to play house.

Ouyang Rong nodded in satisfaction.

"Has the county magistrate been here before?"

Seeing that the young county magistrate almost didn't need him to lead the way, and he was able to turn left and right to enter the house skillfully, Senior Brother Xiudu asked curiously.

"That's right..."

Ouyang Rong dealt with it casually.

Do I have to tell you about the fact that I sneaked over to 'jump the well' every night when I was recuperating?
Senior Brother Xiudu looked dazed and patted his forehead. It seemed that he was a son with a bad memory:
"Oh, I just remembered, the county magistrate seems to have slipped and fell into a well... It's a sin."

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look back at the face of the monk in charge of Beitianji Nursing Home with rosacea and red nose.

He faintly smelled some alcohol, and glanced at the water-stained cuffs of Xiu Du's yellow monk robe.

Well, why do you feel that the monks in Donglin Temple are not quite right?
Isn't it that the family does not enter the family?

It seems that only one hair is a little more normal, but maybe, maybe, maybe... is about to be led astray by Master Shandao?

Ouyang Rong sees through Xiudu's minor violation of the precepts and does not say anything about it.

It's okay to drink, just don't have sex.

"Why is there no one?"

Ouyang Rong turned around and asked.

Before, he remembered that there were patients running around in the yard, and it was so quiet and orderly all of a sudden, Ouyang Rong was a little uncomfortable.

Xiudu hurriedly said: "We're all waiting for the county magistrate over there in the inner courtyard, and the monk will take you there right away."

"Okay, I wanted to come and see it very early."

Ouyang Rong smiled, and followed Monk Xiudu through the front building to the backyard.

The inner courtyard is surrounded by powder walls, surrounded by bamboo forests, three gate towers with hanging flowers, and verandahs on all sides.

It is not a courtyard, but several adjacent courtyards separated by white walls, and different disabled patients move in different courtyards.

With a soft sound, the wooden courtyard door was pushed open from the outside to the inside.

At Xiudu's respectful invitation, Ouyang Rong entered first.

He looked around curiously.

I saw a lot of stone tables, stools and chairs in the courtyard, and many old and young disabled people with missing arms and legs were sitting or lying in the courtyard basking in the sun. It seemed that they might be waiting for lunch.

What Ouyang Rong didn't know was that among the disabled crowd in the distance, there was a one-armed young man sitting at the stone table.

The one-armed young man slowly raised his eyes, which had been lowered for a long time, and cast a quiet gaze on him.

It finally came.

Ajie was silent.

He tightened his arm around the scabbard wrapped in cloth strips disguised as a long stick.

He stared at Ouyang Rong who was slowly approaching.

Ajie suddenly remembered.

That year in Chang'an, his first sword seemed to have been obtained by murdering a rich man.

But that year, he was still a disabled beggar with only one life.

The muffled sound of the sword's blade piercing into the target's lungs is still fresh in A Jie's memory, and she occasionally hears it in her dreams.

But at that time, there was someone behind him who he wanted to protect, and the target of the assassination was not a good bird.

The sword he thrusts out without hesitation.

And now...

If Guiniang knew about it, she would never make me sweet-scented osmanthus wine again...

Ah Jie thought silently, his downcast eyes watched Ouyang Rong's approaching footsteps not far away.

Yes, "Gui Niang" is not just the name of A Jie's favorite sword that was detained in Yunmeng Jianze Peach Valley.

It is also the name of an ordinary deaf-mute woman who is his companion.

They were all beggars who were mutilated and begged on the streets of Chang'an back then.

So... since when did his heart start to become cold?
Ajie was silent, holding the sword tightly in her arms, and had no answer.

Ajie only knows that since she lost the "Gui Niang" and fell from the sixth rank to the seventh rank.

He could no longer let go of the new sword in his arms.

I can't let go anymore.

At this time, a child's playful sound came.

A boy missing an arm and a deaf-mute girl with a runny nose happily jostled past the one-armed Ajie.

Two disabled children rode a bamboo pole as a horse together, as if they were playing a bamboo horse game popular among rural children.

Joy and laughter reached the ears of Ajie who was holding the sword.

A Jie didn't look at them, but silently fell on someone in front of her.

"Master County Magistrate, this way please..." "Okay..."

The young county magistrate had already penetrated ten feet around him, and even Ah Jie could clearly hear the voice of the young county magistrate through the lively noises around him.

This voice... can't be wrong, it's the young man who handed him coins and cared about suggestions in the dark alley.

A Jie sat on the stone bench, holding his sword silently, and he confirmed it again.

At this moment, A Jie saw that the young county magistrate named "Ouyang Rong" seemed to have spotted him after approaching. The young county magistrate's eyes showed some surprise and joy, and he turned towards him who was about to unsheath his sword. Walking quickly, he waved his hand and said hello with ease:

"Hey, you...you are indeed here. By the way, do you still remember me? We met once."

Only by meeting once, this young county magistrate who is so busy with daily affairs still remembers him... A Jie pursed her lips.

His body on the stone bench became more and more tense, and the sword in his arms was tightly hugged.

The swordsman's eyes seemed to sway for a while following the trembling of his body.

Available in the next second.

Ajie's body suddenly sagged, and her eyelids drooped like a sick tiger.

Before a top Qi practitioner accumulates strength to strike a sword or strike, his muscles are never tense like a boxer in the market, and he moves stiffly.

Instead, the whole body is in a relaxed state that seems tight but not tight, loose but not loose.

One hit is all-out kill.

He is a good official, Ajie decided...

not beheaded,
Leave the whole body.

Cutting off the hesitation in her heart and making a thorough decision, Ah Jie relaxed all over, and the wrapped sword in her arms became looser and looser.

He nodded slightly towards Ouyang Rong who was walking, as if waiting for a greeting to respond, waiting for Ouyang Rong to come to his door.

at last,

Ouyang Rong entered within three steps, which is the best distance for a sword.

But what was a little strange was that A Jie noticed that Ouyang Rong's footsteps turned slightly to the left, bypassing the stone table, as if... recognized the sword in his arms, so he realized the danger and wanted to run away?

Unfortunately, it's late.

Ah Jie, whose muscles were slack all over his body, looked extremely calm. He easily raised his hand, pulled out...

In an instant, the one-armed swordsman's eyes burst out with a look of horror and astonishment, just like a thunderstorm in Pinghu, setting off wave after wave of torrential waves.

All the muscles in his body, which were originally relaxed, suddenly tensed up.

Just like a curved bow full of tension and full of tension, the arrow shaft will run away from the string in the next second.

That's right, it's running, running desperately!

But even though Ajie was terrified like a tsunami in her heart, her body in reality didn't dare to move at all.

He was sitting obediently on the stone bench with his Qi machine locked by others, his complexion and body were like a newly chiseled marble statue, fresh and stiff.

A Jie watched as Ouyang Rong bypassed him and walked towards another stone table that was very close behind him.

Under the warm sunshine near noon, Ouyang Rong stopped at the table, smiled, and asked loudly:

"Long time no see, you should still remember me?"

In front of this stone table, there was a thin-boned girl in a blue and white plain skirt sitting alone at the table.

She has a pair of eyes like a stream of autumn water. At this moment, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she tilted her head slightly, as if in a daze, without answering.

Also... speechless.

The right hand of the slender girl placed on the stone table is missing a little finger.

After Ouyang Rong arrived, she curled her four fingers, which were holding the table, into her plain white sleeves, as if she wanted to hide them.

It turned out that just after Ouyang Rong entered the courtyard, he didn't recognize A Jie, a young man with a broken arm who had only met once in a dark alley.

Instead, he recognized another old acquaintance from the Beitian Ji Nursing Home—a dumb girl with severed fingers who had been together in the Pure Land Palace.

"By the way, you... do you have a name?"

In front of the stone table, Ouyang Rong bent slightly to inquire, and then paused, as if he found it a bit too much to ask a dumb person her name.

He smiled apologetically, straightened his back involuntarily, looked around, and muttered curiously:
"Well, that old Taoist priest wearing a crane cloak should be here too..."

Facing Ouyang Rong's approach to talk, the slender and dumb girl lowered her head, and for a moment, her hands were a little out of place, and she withdrew them from the table, her hands hanging down by her slender body.

It seems a little introverted and tense.

At another stone table, taking advantage of this opportunity, Ajie finally dared to move a little.

He turned his head slowly, looking stiffly at the slender dumb girl at the stone table behind him.

This woman did not know when she appeared, sitting not far behind him.

What shocked Ajie the most was that he hadn't even noticed it before.

As a swordsman who had faintly touched the threshold of high-grade swordsmanship, within ten steps around him was an absolute domain that would make the enemy's head roll.

But at this moment, someone walked into his absolute domain uninvited.

In other words, he is now in the absolute domain of slim dumb women.

It's like visiting at home, but turning the customer into the main.

Ajie broke out in a cold sweat.

From the corner of his eyes, he glanced back and saw clearly.

This extremely slender girl with severed fingers has no hidden sword in her hands or body, and is empty.

But the one-armed swordsman who has fallen to the seventh rank but is almost invincible at the same rank has a trembling palm hovering in mid-air.

He didn't dare to touch the copper-colored hilt of the sword in his arms.

Ouyang Rong might not be able to see anything.

He even felt that the slender and mute girl in front of her had a very delicate and clean side face in the sun, which was very comfortable, and belonged to the kind of weak and attractive type that was not too stunning at first glance, but made men want to look more and more.

It also arouses a strong desire for protection, without any threat or killing power.

However, in the eyes of the swordsman A Jie, this dumb girl with a small face is like a scourge.

Just sitting quietly, she is the sharpest sword in the world.

There is no scabbard in the world that can hold it.

His qi machine was completely locked by it...

No matter how shocked a certain swordsman is at this moment.

The dumb girl never went to see Ajie from the beginning to the end.

Facing Ouyang Rong's curious gaze.

The mute girl bowed her head deeply, not daring to look at Tan Lang.

……

　Is it true that Junior Sister has no doubts... Don't call Junior Sister stupid, scold me

　　
　
(End of this chapter)