Ouyang Rong was in a good mood.
One of the four great joys in life is meeting an old friend in a foreign country.
Although he only knew this slender mute woman and the old Taoist priest He Mao Qiu for one night, they only had a superficial acquaintance with each other by passing water and chatting.
However, this was the first person Ouyang Rong saw and knew after his main consciousness came to this world.
Or.
He once thought that the mute woman, the Taoist priest, and the unknown master were the "fellow fellows" who fell into the well with him.
The time from climbing out of the Pure Land Palace to now has passed in the blink of an eye.
Ouyang Rong's eyes seemed a bit like a lifetime ago.
In front of the stone table where the slender mute woman sat, there was only one intact stone bench, and the other two were lying crooked on the lawn.
After the young magistrate entered the inner courtyard, he did not ask Xiu Du and other courtyard stewards to follow him, and wandered here alone.
He rolled up his sleeves, bent down and straightened the two stone benches, wiped the weeds on the bench surface with his sleeves, and landed on one of the stone benches.
Ouyang Rong's face showed concern, and he asked softly to the delicate mute girl opposite who seemed to be bowing her head inwardly:
"The girl just nods and shakes her head.
"How about food, clothing, food and clothing in this hospital?
"Did anyone bully you?
"Are the hospital administrators competent?"
The slender mute woman, whose face could not be seen, said "ah" without nodding or shaking her head.
I don’t know if I was listening to someone.
Ouyang Rong waited for a while, but there was no response.
There was silence at the table, and no one responded to the enthusiasm.
He didn't look too embarrassed, he was calm and composed.
It's just a rare meeting, so I wanted to exchange a few words and ask about He Mao Qiu Lao Dao.
But seeing the slender mute woman's cold and repulsive look, Ouyang Rong closed his mouth that was about to open.
He smiled and couldn't help but take another look at the slender mute woman.
Judging from her behavior in the Pure Land Palace, she must not be deaf.
Deafness and muteness generally coexist.
Because I became deaf when I was young, I lost the ability to learn language. There is no problem with my vocal cords.
As for the slender mute woman in front of her, since she could understand words, she was definitely not like this.
It looks like acquired muteness, maybe due to damaged vocal cords or something.
Ouyang Rong sat aside and basked in the sun for a while, then took a look at the sky and stood up to leave.
Before leaving, he turned around and muttered a few words:
"The girl looks pretty good, I shouldn't need to add any extraneous help.
"But if you have any difficulties in the future, you can go directly to Xiu Du Tuo or Xiu Hair Monk. I will tell them about you before I leave later..."
The slender mute woman buried her head and listened carefully, writing down every word he said, even the slightest concern in his words.
She couldn't speak, but she had a very good memory since she was a child.
At this moment, behind the slender mute woman and next to another stone table, Ajie's figure has disappeared.
It turned out that while Ouyang Rong was talking to the mute girl, Ajie, who was sweating profusely, stood up silently and walked backward away from the stone table that was very close to the slender mute girl.
Although the Qi machine is still locked by her at all times.
But Ajie felt that it would never be wrong to leave the absolute area where the opponent is best to use a sword at close range.
And the farther away the better, at least you can buy half a breath of reaction time.
Especially the first sword.
Sometimes when sword cultivators with similar spiritual energy levels compete with each other, the biggest advantage or disadvantage lies in the first sword.
Wenjian is like a business with extremely low error tolerance.
In addition to the abundance of capital, how to rationally allocate and use it wisely is also extremely important. The latter two will decide the difference on the first sword of this meeting.
A Jie knew exactly what was going on.
In this regard, they are becoming more and more careful with their budgets, and even spend every penny.
Can……
Ahead, the slender mute woman turned a deaf ear to this.
She sat motionless on the stone bench, showing no intention of turning around to stop him.
Ajie's face became increasingly ugly.
At this moment, the stone bench where the slender mute woman was sitting was under the shade of a small tree.
I heard the footsteps of the man getting up and leaving, gradually walking away.
The mute woman raised her head, facing his back under the bright sunshine, and uttered a seemingly meaningless syllable:
"ah."
Just like her reaction when Ouyang Rong climbed up to the wellhead in the Pure Land Palace, she raised her little face and stared blankly.
Maybe he heard a response from behind.
Ouyang Rong raised one hand over his shoulder without looking back, the cuffs fell off, and he waved his slender wrist.
Left this inner courtyard.
The slender mute woman silently watched Ouyang Rong's relaxed figure disappear.
She stared straight ahead. Far behind her, the swordsman named Ajie silently retreated with his sword in hand, until he slowly stopped in a corner of the inner courtyard.
They have already opened a distance of ten feet, and if they move further back, they will hit the wall with their backs.
Ten feet is almost enough to escape the greatest danger.
However, Ajie was not happy at all.
Because he didn't discover one thing until now.
The slender mute woman without a sword didn't seem to be using her sword to attack him, but seemed to be... a warning to block him.
In addition, what makes Ajie's face become more solemn is that before the slender mute woman was not exposed, Ajie did not realize that he had been targeted.
It was not until later that he was about to take Ouyang Rong's life that this powerful energy was belatedly but clearly revealed.
Throughout the whole process, she had no intention of using her sword to attack or take the lead.
In other words, as long as a certain young county magistrate was present, the slender mute girl's attention was not on Ajie the whole time.
This is... such contempt and humiliation.
The inner courtyard was silent.
Of course, this kind of silence is relative and exclusive to certain types of people.
In the yard, there were about a dozen injured, old and disabled people from the Beitian Alms Home, basking in the sun and waiting for their meals, plus a bunch of children who were their childhood sweethearts who disturbed them from time to time.
The atmosphere was far from quiet, and was extremely lively.
However, the atmosphere between the mute girl and Ajie, who were sitting and standing at opposite ends of the inner courtyard, was deathly silent.
They didn't even move at all, like two statues.
Ajie felt that the afternoon breeze that was coming her way was very cold.
A slight chill came from the sweat-soaked temples, scalp, and neck.
After watching the young magistrate leave, the slender mute woman calmly turned around.
Finally he took a look at the one-armed swordsman.
The two stared at each other in silence for a while.
Ajie shook her head gently at her.
The "Yue Niang" was put down from his arms and worn around his waist instead.
The remaining palm of his left hand was resting on the hilt of the sword.
Then An Jing turned around, took a long way around the stone table where the mute girl was, and followed Ouyang Rong as he left.
However, a slender mute woman stood in Ajie's way.
The atmosphere suddenly solidified again.
The slender mute woman lowered her eyes and glanced at the sword on the waist of the young man with a broken arm.
She turned her head slightly and raised her hand to wave to a pair of childhood sweethearts and orphan playmates passing by.
It was the two little boy with missing arms and the deaf-mute girl with a runny nose who played bamboo pole riding and ran around the yard.
The slender mute woman took out a few pieces of mung bean cake from her arms and wrapped them in a handkerchief. She opened her mouth slightly and said "ah".
If Ouyang Rong was still here at this moment and had not left, he would be able to recognize the familiar shape of the mung bean cake at a glance, and even looking at it from a distance, he could taste ambrosia in his mouth...
The little deaf-mute girl wiped her nose with water on the back of her hand and looked up at this strange but approachable elder sister.
As if they were both mute and had a tacit understanding, the little deaf-mute girl understood what she meant.
After a while, the little deaf-mute girl with a runny nose and the little boy with missing arms ran away happily, grabbing the mung bean cake and raising their hands.
The slender mute woman still stayed where she was, but there was a bamboo pole in her hand.
She vaguely remembered that children in the countryside seemed to like to call it "bamboo horse".
After experiencing the accident and danger just now, no matter what she was thinking in her heart at the moment, Ajie calmed down a little and her face returned to its normal expression.
He glanced at the ordinary thin bamboo pole that the slender mute woman was carrying casually on her left hand, which had no broken fingers.
Also left-handed.
Ajie shook her head at her.
He silently placed his left hand on the hilt of the "Yue Niang" sword at his waist.
Then the one-armed young man turned his head and looked in the direction Ouyang Rong had just left, seeming to be signaling something to the slender mute woman ten steps away.
He is a swordsman and must use a sword for this trip.
The slender mute woman's eyes were motionless and motionless.
She lightly pinched one end of the bamboo pole with her left hand, as if holding it, while the other end of the bamboo pole gently dragged on the ground without making any sound.
In the eyes of others, this scene looks like an innocent girl pinching a peach branch and playing with it, relaxing and natural.
But a certain one-armed young man did not dare to regard it as child's play at all. His fingers slowly closed on the hilt of the sword, and he quietly let out a long breath.
In the lively inner courtyard, there are green plums holding bamboo horses, standing at the courtyard gate, squinting at the swordsman.
at some point.
In the courtyard, the moonlight blooms during the day.
…
After Ouyang Rong left the inner courtyard, he found an excuse to take a rest and dismissed Xiu Du and other stewards who followed him.
He went to the dry well where the Pure Land Palace was hidden.
I revisited my old place, met Master Ignorance, gave him some food, and checked the stone carvings of "Go back and come back".
Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, it is not exactly a feeling of relief, but a kind of pure determination after clarifying the direction again, abandoning distracting thoughts, and feeling natural and relaxed.
After a while, he crawled out of the underground palace again, left the dry well, found Xiu Du, and asked for a monk's room alone.
Ouyang Rong put on the official uniform he carried with him. After inspecting Beitian Alms Home, he was now going down the mountain to pick up Shangguan.
Striding out of the door, he asked Xiu Du:
"Miss Xie isn't here yet?"
The latter shook his head: "No one comes to see you, sir."
Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, and then a look of worry appeared on his eyebrows. On the way out, he couldn't help but mutter:
"Was my previous reaction... a bit too much... In this era, is it useless to pretend to be stupid? Will it hurt the self-esteem of traditional and conservative women?"
Now that he had calmed down and thought about it, Ouyang Rong felt a little guilty. He sighed: "Is my junior sister still angry and sad... How about we have a frank chat with her after we go back... I ran away subconsciously before, and it seems that I did not do well. right……"
In his mind, Ouyang Rong stopped lingering and said goodbye to the enthusiastic Xiu Du. He quickened his pace and left Beitian Nursing Home.
Ouyang Rong walked out of the courtyard, looked at the direction, and prepared to leave directly.
He had only taken a few steps, then paused and suddenly turned around:
"Junior sister almost forgot her skirt knife."
Before entering Beitian Alms Home,
He left the skirt knife with Xiufa. Since the junior sister didn't come to find him, Xiufa should still have the skirt knife with him, waiting for someone at the waiting booth in the bamboo forest nearby.
Ouyang Rong nodded and took another ten steps forward.
He turned through a bamboo forest and walked towards the waiting booth directly in front of him.
However, before Ouyang Rong could get closer, he saw a strange scene in the pavilion.
In the waiting pavilion, there was a strong man and a skinny monkey-like man bending down to carry something on the ground to the depths of the bamboo forest behind the pavilion.
In the waiting pavilion, there was no trace of the young novice monk with beautiful hair.
"Um, where did you go to be lazy again? Did you see the female Bodhisattva, who like his master also went to interpret dreams and read palms?"
Ouyang Rong was speechless. He walked forward without stopping, organized his words, and spoke politely:
"Excuse me, have you seen..."
In the waiting pavilion, before Ouyang Rong came near, the strong man and the thin monkey man who were busy moving heard the noise and turned their heads warily.
When they saw Ouyang Rong walking towards him alive, their faces were startled.
In the middle of Ouyang Rong's words, when he walked to the pavilion, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the things the two were carrying that seemed to be... people!
Ouyang Rong was stuck in his words and took another closer look.
This shiny little bald head, yellow monk's robes... are beautiful hair, they can't escape.
I just don’t know whether the little novice monk is dead or alive.
Outside the pavilion, Ouyang Rong's heart suddenly suddenly hit the brakes.
"It's okay, everyone, continue on." He nodded without changing his expression, turned around, and was about to turn around and run away, a life-and-death battle.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. When I am ready to persuade you, go call Junior Sister, Liu Lang and the others to come!
However, what Ouyang Rong never expected was.
These two men, who did not look like they were good at fighting, did not immediately rush down to kill and silence them. They suddenly dropped the hair they were carrying, stood on the spot and bowed respectfully:
"Fairy, why are you back..."
"Ouch!"
The hair that had just been thrown to the ground suddenly couldn't help but scream in pain, interrupting the words of the strong man Liu Qi and the thin monkey man Liu Liu, and also interrupted the stunned expression on Ouyang Rong's face who had stopped running.
The eyes of Ouyang Rong, Liu Liu, and Liu Qi all fell on the little bald man who was motionless and "unconscious" on the floor of the pavilion.
"..." Beautiful hair.
The atmosphere inside and outside the pavilion was slightly awkward.
But the next second, Liu Qi stepped forward with a cold face to end everyone's embarrassment.
Accompanied by two wails of "Ah~" and "Ah!", two hand knives were inserted into her hair, and she fainted completely from howling.
The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched fiercely.
In the pavilion, Liu Qi and Liu Liu, who had finished handling minor matters, stood up and bent down, clasping their fists and asking:
"Fairy Fairy, where is the female master named Xie? Are you sending her away?"
The two Liu family slaves couldn't help but glance at the familiar Jade Fairy in the official uniform of "Ouyang Lianghan". Liu Liu asked cautiously:
"Did the female fairy come to retrieve the knife first because she was afraid that she would be suspicious later?"
"???"
Ouyang Rong's feet seemed to be rooted into the ground. He slowly turned his head and looked at the two strange strong men in the pavilion without saying a word, but he was surprisingly respectful to them.
"The knife is there, it's there."
Liu Qi was the first to scratch his head and smile, then pointed at the table next to him:
"Fairy, it's in the tray. When we came just now, this little bald donkey was trying to protect it to the death even if it was beyond its capabilities."
Liu Liu added:
"Little bald donkey, we are going to knock him out and hide him first. After we go into the hospital and take out Ouyang Lianghan's body later, we will deal with it together and see if we want to kill him as well. But if he didn't witness anything, I think it's better not to disturb him as much as possible. Donglin Temple.”
"..."
Ouyang Rong, who was called by his name, looked at them silently.
His right eyelid twitched sharply.
Something is wrong.
In fact, Junzi also has a little element of soft rice flow (fog)
