River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 116 Seeing the Riyou God Again

This servant was about forty years old, dressed luxuriously, he should have a high status among the servants, like a housekeeper.

"What does this elder have to teach?" Jiang Ling cupped his hands and asked.

The servant smiled slightly, "I can't talk about seeing a teacher, I just want to discuss something with Xuezi Jiang."

Jiang Ling said: "Elder, please speak frankly."

The servant said: "Just now I saw Xuezi Jiang carrying a sword by his side, and it just so happens that my young master is quite obsessed with ancient swords. It seems that Xuezi Jiang's sword has a long history?"

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "I don't know the origin, I just picked it up in an ancient temple."

"Can someone watch it?"

Jiang Ling took out the iron sword and handed it to him: "Please feel free."

Since this person came for the iron sword, Jiang Ling naturally pushed the boat along with the current and made it a good thing for him.

The servant looked at it a few times and praised: "It is indeed an ancient sword. Jiang Xuezi was lucky enough to find such an object in an ancient temple! Speaking of which, I don't know if Jiang Xuezi can give up his love? My young master likes ancient swords very much. Sword, if you know that Xue Jiang is willing to part with each other, you will definitely inherit his kindness."

Sure enough, this servant can speak well,

He neither negotiated the price nor the money, but only said that if he was willing to give in, then Shen Feibai would remember you as a favor.

It should be noted that in the eyes of most scholars, the name Shen Feibai alone can attract people's admiration.

What a blessing it must be to let Shen Fei remember a favor for nothing?
Jiang Ling smiled, and said along with his thoughts: "Well, it's just an iron sword. Since brother Shen likes it, take it."

The servant was overjoyed, took the ancient sword, cupped his hands and thanked him: "Scholar Jiang is really generous, but my son never asks for anything in vain. I would like to buy this sword for ten taels of silver, and I hope that Xuezi Jiang will not think too little. "

Jiang Ling evaded and said: "It's a matter of life when talking about money. Brother Shen generously let us eat and live in this restaurant for free. Since he treats me generously, can I still be reluctant to give up a mere iron sword?"

He waved his hands and refused, and the drama was full of drama.

Seeing his sincerity, the servant was also moved: "Scholar Jiang is indeed the same as my son, a man of love."

After a few polite words, Jiang Ling took Ying Ning away.

The servant held the ancient sword and rushed back to the restaurant excitedly.

At that time, Shen Feibai hadn't come out yet.

The servant returned with his sword, and he was dressing in the room.

When the servant knocked on the door and came in, he saw the servant holding an ancient sword in his hand.

"That's it?"

The servant said with a smile: "Then Jiangling is also a follower of power, the younger one only said that if he is willing to cut off love, the young master will remember him. Based on this alone, he doesn't even want money, so he will give it to the young master for nothing."

Shen Feibai chuckled, he had seen many similar examples.

In the entire Southland, there are eight hundred people who want to befriend Shen Feibai, if not one thousand.

Jiang Ling's move seemed to be in his expectation.

"What is the origin of this sword?"

"It is said that it was obtained by accident in an ancient temple."

"Ancient temple? Did you do what you were told when you got this sword?"

The servant said: "Everything is done according to the order, the sword has just been wiped with filth."

Shen Feibai nodded and said: "Okay, put down the sword and go out."

After the servant retreated, green smoke circulated in the room, and the upright yellow leather child actually appeared from the edge of the bed.

Shen Feibai looked at the ancient sword and asked: "Master Huang, the murderous thing you sensed last night is this sword?"

Huang Pizi squinted his eyes for a few times, and was sure in his heart: "It should be true. If it hadn't been wiped with filth, I would not be able to get close to this sword. But even so, the residual power left on this sword is still called the sword. My heart is cold."

It turns out that the objects of the magic utensils cannot be seen to be dirty.

If it is stained with filth, the magic power will disappear by itself.

This morning, Huang Pizi caught a glimpse of Jiang Ling going downstairs in the dark, and he fixed his eyes on this ancient sword at first sight.

Instruct the servant to ask for the sword, and also ask the servant to stain it with filth after getting it.

Shen Feibai: "This sword, is it so powerful?"

Huang Pizi said: "Since he said that he got it from an ancient temple, it must have been left behind by someone who practiced Taoism. This thing is my kind, and it is naturally restrained, so I am afraid of it. But now it is all right, then Jiang Sheng Without this sword, it will be fine to absorb his talent tonight."

……

Jiang Ling and Ying Ning walked through the downtown area, and Ying Ning stopped in front of a musical instrument store.

Listening to the sound of the flute stupidly, I am very happy.

"like?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ling bought a jade flute for her.

Holding it in her hands, Ying Ning cherished it very much, but her face gradually became sad, her lips pursed slightly.

Jiang Ling asked her: "What's wrong?"

Ying Ning smiled and handed the jade flute to Jiang Ling: "Can the master play it?"

Jiang Ling: "I don't know how to do that."

Ying Ning lowered her head: "Me neither."

Jiang Ling walked into the store, suddenly picked up a erhu, and said, "Maybe I know this."

The erhu is similar to the violin,
In his previous life, Jiang Ling had learned the violin and also learned the erhu from his grandfather. Although his level was not high, he was still good at playing music.

Ying Ning looked curiously: "Will this sound better than the flute?"

"Listen and try!"

On a whim, Jiang Ling sat in the shop and played the erhu.So pull the track "Half Moon Serenade".

As soon as the melody started, his thoughts also gradually sank, unknowingly, he seemed to drift far away, and drifted back to a certain summer in his previous life.

Love is also moved, can't help singing along with the song.

【Still leaning on the insomnia night

staring at the sky

still hear the violin

tease again

Why is there only one crescent moon left
stay in my sky
There will be no news after this night...]

The old scenes of the previous life are vivid in my mind.Relatives and acquaintances also flashed by one by one.

In the depths of singing, he was also in a trance, immersed in it.

It was not until the end, with the sentence "until later", that God returned and put down the bowstring.

Chao Yingning asked: "Is it okay?"

But Ying Ning's eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be wandering. He listened to the song, unconsciously, sadness came from it, and the tears burst out of his eyes unstoppable.

She suddenly covered her heart and raised her head: "I don't know why, listening to the master playing this song, I feel so sad."

This song was originally composed by an infatuated girl, and it has a sentimental meaning. I don't want Xiaoying Ning to feel so deeply.

"It's my fault, I should play a cheerful song for you to listen to."

Ying Ning shook her head: "I like this song just now."

"nice! You love it."

Wanting to leave the store, Ying Ning hugged the erhu tightly, looking at Jiang Ling, as if she wanted him to buy the erhu together.

Jiangling had no choice but to respond.

Just after paying the money, a sedan chair not far from the door also started slowly.

It seems that just now he stopped listening to the sound of the erhu, and now he is leaving at the end of the song.

At the entrance of an alley ahead, a wisp of white smoke was floating.

Above the white smoke, a man stood with his hands clasped together.

Jiang Ling looked at him and knew that he was the day-wandering god from Qingyang County, so he ignored him.

From the side, pass by, go straight forward.

But that day, Youshen's figure drifted away, and he waited at the next intersection again, still clasping his hands in a respectful gesture.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling asked him, "What do you mean? Wherever I go, you follow me. What is this for?"

Seeing that he was willing to speak, Ri Youshen suddenly said: "Your Excellency is very capable, our City God invites you, and please honor your face."

(End of this chapter)