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"Young hero, please wait a moment."

Hearing the voice behind him, Ning An paused and turned around.

"What's the matter?"

"May I ask the young hero Gao's name?"

"Ning'an."

"Young hero, are you from Xishu?"

"? How do you know?"

"I heard that the young hero's accent is quite different from my Daxi Yayan, so I know it."

Li Lianhua said slowly with a gentle smile on her face.

"..."

Ning'an was silent for a moment and said, "I am indeed from Xishu."

"It turns out to be a little friend from Xishu!"

The old Taoist Changfeng, whose eyes were bruised, looked at the young man, sighed quietly, and said, "What the old Taoist said cannot be true."

The Western Shu Kingdom is struggling to survive in a crack, and has been in chaos for years due to years of war.

This mysterious and profound destiny is manifested in an individual, just like Taoist Master Changfeng saw. From the perspective of expression, words and deeds, they are very different from others.

This young man Ning'an came from Western Shu. Although he was still young, he was full of evil aura, unlike ordinary people. He could tell he had seen blood on his hands.

The so-called black energy condensed between the eyebrows is mostly caused by stagnation of Qi and blood and a heavy mood.

Along the way, the young man pretended to be a rich man and a playboy. He seemed to have no scruples in his words and deeds, but in fact he was cautious.

It's also because if this brick falls, it may hit some official's son's imperial city, and it will not only cause trouble.

In fact, he still has low self-esteem, relatively speaking. Not only did he feel inferior, but he also had a hint of hatred towards this Zhongyuan Daxi.

Mountains and rivers are broken, the wind and rain are swaying, and all living beings are in ruins.

No matter what Daxi's purpose was, whether it was to protect the territory or to expand the territory, in short, the people of Western Shu were the ones who suffered the disaster.

The hatred between family and country is unforgettable.

Changfeng Lao Dao's words made Ning An relax his guard a little, and he immediately handed over his hand and apologized:

"I'm sorry, Taoist Master, I was just reckless."

Ning An is about the same age as Fang Duobing, and looks like a handsome young man.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Changfeng, an experienced fortune teller, waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"My little friend, it's okay to pay one or two hundred taels of medicine and stone. I'm a broad-minded person, and I generally don't care too much about others."

"..." Ning An silently took back the twenty taels of silver he was about to take out from his sleeve. Two hundred taels!

Damn it, you old man, why don't you go and grab it?

Ning An's face changed for a while, and he looked at Li Lianhua and said, "I wonder if you can bear witness to me. I don't have that much money with me. Today I will sign a note and make a deposit, and record an account. When I earn enough money, I will How about returning the money to this Taoist priest?"

"Why bother?" Li Lianhua smiled slightly, took out two hundred taels of banknotes from his arms, and handed them to the young man, "These two hundred taels will be lent to you as a friend, no signature required. "

"I can't have this." Ning An frowned, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.

He is content with no merit and no reward, and is unwilling to accept help from others for no reason.

Li Lianhua looked regretful, "It seems that Ning Shaoxia doesn't want to be my friend anymore..."

"In this case, we have to pretend we didn't see it."

After saying that, he shook his head, turned around and walked towards the other side.

After he left, a group of officers came over in uniform not far away, holding long guns.

The old Taoist from Changfeng covered his eyes and said, "Oh, sir, please let me make the decision. The old Taoist just told my fortune and didn't take any money. I was beaten..."

As Lao Dao's words rang out, the team of officers heard Lao Dao's call and walked over.

"What happened?"

One of them approached and asked.

The rest of the people surrounded the two people. As Lao Dao recounted his origins and what had just happened, the officers became more respectful towards Lao Dao and turned to look at the young man with increasingly unkind eyes.

Ning An: "..."

……

"Ning Shaoxia came to Daxi alone?"

"My master and junior sister and I were separated when we entered the customs."

"Young hero, haven't you thought about looking around?"

"I thought about it and looked for it, but unfortunately I couldn't find it."

"In this case, if Ning Shaoxia doesn't mind, you can tell me the appearance and characteristics of your master and junior sister, and I can send someone to help you find..."

"No need."

Ning An shook his head and rejected Li Lianhua's kindness.

The person in front of him had been too enthusiastic towards him in the past half day, which made him feel quite uncomfortable and mistakenly thought that the other person had some intentions towards him.

But after spending more than half a day together, Ning An felt that the man in front of him was not a treacherous person.

His martial arts skills are unfathomable, but there is no arrogance or arrogance in him, and he looks ordinary.

——In addition to his outstanding handsome appearance.

"In that case, that's all."

(End of this chapter)