Bieling looked up and saw that it was Qianqiu.
Her face, which was originally a little unhappy, showed a little unnaturalness.
Qianqiu looked at the noisy people beside Bie Ling, stood up, stepped on the window, and jumped down, just standing next to Bie Ling.
A closer look shows that Berei is just over half a head shorter than Qianqiu. The man is strong and the woman is slender, so they match.
The people watching below looked at it, booed, and then someone with good intentions said: "It turns out that the famous flower has an owner, everyone should disperse."
Don't look back, pull out a dagger, and shout, "Whoever talks again, I cut his tongue!"
Everyone's expressions changed and they walked away.
"Mother tiger, mother tiger, this little brother is unlucky." I didn't know who said it.
"There's quite a commotion, Bie Nu Xia." Qianqiu looked at the cultivators who were scattering, then turned back and said to Bie Ling, "Why didn't you come in without covering your face if you were afraid of trouble?"
Without looking at him, Bie Ling replied: "It is not allowed to cover your face when entering the city."
"According to your personality, you won't explain it to me." Qianqiu came closer to Bi Ling and said with a smile, "Do you feel a little guilty for leaving without saying goodbye?"
Bei Ling glared at Qianqiu: "Have you seen enough? You can get out."
"Why do you act like this every time we meet? Lao Yang said you are a mean-spirited little girl." Qianqiu stood up straight and said.
Bieling waved the dagger and said coldly: "I use the knife in my mouth and my knife in my heart." The last few words were read out through gritted teeth.
Qianqiu looked at her, waited slightly for a while, and said quietly: "I was too aggressive before, I apologized to you."
The noise around was a little smaller.
Bie Ling was stunned for a moment, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"If you jumped down to apologize, you don't have to." She said this and quickly walked into the inn.
Qianqiu naturally followed him and asked with a frown: "Why are you like this? I apologize to you..."
"Shopkeeper, give me a room." Bie Ling took out some broken silver and put it on the counter.
The shopkeeper stood for a long time and didn't move, and said sorry: "Girl, I'm really embarrassed, the shop is full of room."
Bie Ling asked in confusion: "How could this be so? I visited the entire Wuxia Town and every inn was full."
The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Girl, there are not many inns in Wuxia Town. Tomorrow is the day for the Oriental Sect to recruit disciples. This year happens to be the prime time again, so it is naturally overcrowded. The young man behind you was there a few days ago. Now that he's here, he has a room." The shopkeeper pointed at Qianqiu.
"Can you live in other places? Chai Fang also can do it." He asked again.
"This ..." The shopkeeper's embarrassment, letting such a beautiful girl live in the firewood house, for fear of being condemned.
Someone said next to him: "This girl, I can squeeze the people next to the people, go out of the house, and let you."
At a glance, the person speaking was a beautiful noble son who was drinking with people beside him, and he was disgusted.
"No, no, I give me a friend, I'll go to the firewood house." Qian Qiu hurriedly crowded in and said to the shopkeeper.
Qianqiu said in puzzlement: "Why do I always have trouble with the room? Huanghu City got to know Yang Xian because of the room, and now he has to give up the room to Bieling for this."
Don't just want to refuse, who knows that Qianqiu, who is fast in hand, has stuffed the door key in her hand, and then urged the shopkeeper to hand over the firewood key.
The people on the side didn't mind, but they all laughed, and they said, "But let this kid seize the opportunity, let's continue drinking."
"The beauty of adulthood, drink."
Bieling felt that his face was slightly hot, he held the key and walked upstairs.
Qianqiu quickly followed.
"What are you doing with it?" Don't turn around and see Qianqiu followed, then asked.
"I cleaned something, and let's talk about it, the black cloth is still in the room." Qian Qiuman said indifferently.
"Who is the black cloth?" Don't hear it without any problem, ask again.
Qianqiu opened the door of the room and said, "When we rushed, a small animal I picked up and looked very pitiful, I took it ..."
"False benevolence." Don't gently say, and followed in.
At this time, the black cloth of the pear was eating a stranger at the window sill, and he hurriedly grinned to scream a few times.
Qianqiu hugged Heibu, touched its head, and said, "Don't scream Heibu, this beautiful sister is not a bad person."
Bieling glanced at Qianqiu and murmured in a low voice: "Funny words." Then he asked loudly: "Why did you give the room to me?"
Qianqiu didn't lift it, and took a few things into the Qiankun bag: "Just pay for me on the day when you repay."
After saying that, Qianqiu walked out.
Bieling looked at Qianqiu's back and couldn't help but grinned when he thought of what happened at the desert tea stall that day.
"Old Yang! Are you there?" Qianqiu knocked on Xian Yang's door for a long time, but no one answered. He originally planned to tell Yang Xian about his living in the woodshed, but he didn't expect there was no one there, so he had no choice but to give up.
Qianqiu followed the waiter to the woodshed. In fact, it's a firewood shed, so it's not very messy. It's quite neat. The firewood and charcoal are all neatly arranged. There's a large space left in the right corner, which is paved with some thatch and covered with blankets. .
The waiter helped Qianqiu tidy up, and then politely said to Qianqiu: "Sir, I have wronged you. Now we have nothing to do. The boss has told you that the store will refund you the money by then, so you can just make do with it for one night. .”
Qianqiu sat down with the black cloth in his arms, smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm still used to it."
"Sir, you look like a talented young man who has endured hardships. It's amazing. It's very cold here in Wuxia Town in the middle of the night. You should keep warm." The waiter explained and then left.
"It's so cold? Where can it be cold?" Qianqiu said disdainfully.
When the night passed, Qianqiu squatted in the corner holding a black cloth, shivering.
"Why is it so cold!" Qianqiu sneezed several times in succession.
He originally thought that the cold the waiter was talking about was just ordinary cold. He was wondering where it could be cold in June, but he didn't expect it to be so cold to the bone. He wanted to use magic to light a fire to protect his body to keep warm, but he was afraid of burning down the woodshed. .
"Boom!" With a sound, the door of the woodshed was pushed open.
Qianqiu looked up at the person tremblingly and found that it was Bieling.
Bie Ling, wearing thick clothes and with a face full of reluctance, walked in with two quilts in his arms. When he got closer, he threw them in Qianqiu's face.
Heibu made a purring sound from his mouth, and got out of the quilt excitedly, wagging his tail at Farewell Zero.
"Don't freeze to death." Bieling said one sentence and walked out.
Qianqiu looked at Bieling's back and said with a smile: "This crazy bitch is really pretty when she's not crazy."
Heibu bowed his head and nodded.
"Children know nothing, go to sleep!" Qianqiu patted Heibu's head and lay down.
...
On a dark and cold street corner in Wuxia Town, two figures flashed into the darkness.
The slightly taller black shadow said to another person: "Have you contacted them?"
The slightly smaller shadow replied: "I have contacted you. Wait until you enter the Oriental Sect and then report the situation to your Excellency."
"Be careful, the king has told you to find that thing!" The tall black figure's voice was hoarse.
"Sir, I heard that the princess is also here?"
"Shut up, this is not something you should ask. If there is a task, I will naturally explain it to you. You can go back first." The taller black shadow was slightly angry because his subordinates asked things they shouldn't ask.
"Yes, sir, I'm going back first."
Silence returned to the street corner.
A taller black figure walked out of the darkness. Although there was a huge hat covering his head, he inevitably revealed two furry pointed ears. The two large-ringed steel knives on his waist looked a little bright in the faint moonlight. Dazzling.
In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night.
When the rooster crows and the lights go out, a group of Eastern disciples get up early and post notices everywhere in the town.
Qianqiu fell asleep until noon, and Yang Xian came to knock on the door to wake him up.
"Brother Qian, why are you still sleeping?" Yang Xian squatted and looked at Qianqiu, who was sleeping soundly, and then looked at the black cloth lying next to him, who was also sleeping soundly.
"This black cloth really has the same virtues as its owner!" Yang Xian shook his head helplessly.
He stretched out his hand to lift Qianqiu's quilt, and used his hands to tease him: "Wake up, brother Qian, the sect notice has come out!"
Qianqiu was sleepy, but when he heard Yang Xian calling him, he became more awake: "It smells so good, I slept so comfortably..."
"What?" Yang Xian didn't hear clearly.
Qianqiu suddenly realized something and shook his head suddenly: "It's okay, it's okay. Did you just say that the notice came out?"
"Yes, there are them on the street, let's go and take a look!" Yang Xian helped Qianqiu up.
Qianqiu quickly got dressed and followed Yang Xian out of the inn.
Qianqiu bought a few steamed buns on the street, stuffed one into Heibu, and ate it happily.
"Brother Qian, why didn't you tell me that this girl came yesterday? I only found out that you gave her the room when I went to look for you in the morning." Yang Xian looked at Qianqiu and asked.
"I wanted to tell you yesterday, but when I went to your room, there was no one there." Qianqiu took a bite of the bun, swallowed it, and slowly said to Yang Xian, "What did you do last night?"
"I went to investigate the news. I found the brothers from the Eastern Sect and learned some information from them. I thought you were practicing, so I didn't bother you." Yang Xian said.
Qianqiu swallowed the last bite of the bun: "Then what did you learn?"
"There are quite a few. We'll talk about it later. There's a notice ahead. Let's go take a look." Yang Xian pointed to the group of people surrounding him.
The two finally squeezed into the crowd and carefully read the contents of the notice.
"What this roughly means is that our sect only recruits cultivation disciples between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five, and their cultivation level must be above that of a junior magician." Yang Xian pointed to the notice and said.
"Then we are qualified." Qianqiu said while watching, "Also, there are three rounds of testing, and an elimination system will be adopted. In the end, at most fifty disciples will be recruited!"
When Yang Xian heard this, he said regretfully: "Fifty? This is too few."
"Yes, too few. I have tried three times and still can't get in. I must get in this time."
"This is my third time here. Damn it, you still haven't recruited me."
"Everyone, go back and rest. We will start tomorrow morning."
After everyone saw the notice, they discussed it one after another.
Qian Qiuzai looked at the notice carefully and thought: "At least several thousand practitioners signed up, but in the end only fifty were recruited. It seems that if the test is difficult by then, maybe only a dozen will pass. The Eastern Sect only recruits a dozen or so people. Getting started as a disciple is not an easy task."
Yang Xian looked at the notice again and again, and finally realized, "It turns out there is still such a meaning."
Qianqiu looked at the notice, smiled, and said to Yang Xian: "Then let's go, Lao Yang."
The two left the crowd and did not return to the inn. Instead, they walked straight to Nancheng in a tacit understanding.
"Brother Qian, have you thought of it too?" Yang Xian looked at Qian Qiu with a smile.
Qianqiu laughed loudly and said: "That's natural. If we didn't think of this, we probably wouldn't be able to enter the Oriental School."
