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He wanted to divert her attention, so he just asked casually. After all, an adult like Gu Xinlan didn't see it clearly, let alone a little Jingshu.

Unexpectedly, those big black eyes suddenly raised up and nodded seriously, and the tiny fingers directly drew circles on the ground. Unfortunately, the rough and blurred outline could not express the face she saw at all, and the fingers rubbed against the ground. It was also a little red, and his expression was very ugly.

It's rare to see a little girl reacting to him, her wrinkled face is very cute, Ye Ying coughed lightly, and asked tentatively: "Then let's draw it on paper, shall we?"

His clear eyes began to ponder, and when he tilted his head and used his brain, he acted like an adult, probably after thinking about it, his little head nodded.

Seeing that Jing Shu agreed, Ye Ying went into the room to say hello to Gu Xinlan, brought the little girl to the study, held the lamp and waved away the maid, signaling Jing Shu behind him to sit down before the case.

It was the first time for Jing Shu to come to the study room, her dark eyes couldn't help turning around curiously, and when she saw Ye Ying looking over, she immediately stared at her toes carefully.

The straight thin lips were slightly bent, Ye Ying spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up a pen and ink, and handed it to Jing Shu.

She had never held a writing brush before, so she opened her small palm like Ye Ying held a brush and took it. She frowned as soon as she dropped a little on the paper. Tu Tu painting, seeing Ye Ying laughing dumbfounded behind her.

Jing Shu draws very slowly, and she has to stop and think about it after a few strokes, but when she finishes her painting, it is completely beyond Ye Ying's imagination. She thought it would be good for a six-year-old child to draw a human figure, but the result is The facial features are well-formed and decent.

Ye Ying put her surprise in her heart, and fell into deep thought as she looked at the portrait. There is no such face among the people I met on the street today. If you are a person from the Jianghu, you have to start with the sect. "What does he have on him?" Anything?"

Bowing her head and thinking for a long time, Jing Shu drew a knife in the blank space, but the shape of the knife has been painted and changed for a long time, and she can't tell what kind it is.She pursed her lips tightly. At that time, the man was sitting on the horseback with the knife pinned to his back. When she regained her senses, she had been protected by Gu Xinlan and fell aside. She couldn't remember the exact appearance.

The warm palm gently brushed the top of the head, and the young man's gentle voice sounded in his ears: "It's okay, you have already remembered a lot."

Itching from the heat passing across her neck, Jing Shu shrank her body unconsciously, put down her pen and rubbed her eyes.She had been drawing for a long time, her eyes were sore uncontrollably, and she was even a little sleepy. She felt something wrong after rubbing it twice, and looked down at her palms, feeling annoyed.

Ye Ying was frowning and thinking about the incompletely drawn knife, but Jing Shu's movement caused him to focus on the small face, and the corners of her lips curled into a small arc.

The ink stained by her fingers rubbed around her big black eyes, as if she had been punched. Seeing Ye Ying still laughing, Jing Shu puffed up her cheeks, her black eyes were full of anger, and her eyes were bright. Scary, staring at those handsome eyebrows with burning eyes, he must stare until he suppresses the slightest smile.

Ye Ying took out a clean handkerchief from the bottom of the case, pressed the girl's uncomfortable shoulders, and wiped off the ink marks on her face, revealing a rosy white face, "It's getting late, I Take you back to Aunt Lan."

When Jing Shu heard this, she lowered her head and jumped out in front of him, and slipped to the door with a grunt. She turned around to look at the young man in front of the case with her dark eyes, and looked at the rice paper on the table flickeringly.

Knowing what she meant, Ye Ying nodded, "Don't worry, I will definitely find the person who knocked Aunt Lan down."

The pursed mouth relaxed slightly, but still did not say a word, with a nimble figure like a cat, he turned around and ran into the night.

Ye Ying quickly got up and followed out, looking at the girl running in front of her, feeling helpless and a little bit lost.He watched Jingshu run into Gu Xinlan's room all the time behind Jingshu, and went back after listening to the mother and daughter in the room gossiping in the corridor, but he still couldn't ask why she was hiding from him and refused to talk to him .

The next day Ye Ying and Ye Hui went to patrol the streets as usual, and Ye Hui was also very concerned when he heard that Gu Xinlan was injured yesterday, so he helped Ye Ying find the murderer.They asked the bosses of the nearby vendors, and the description was indeed similar to Jing Shu's painting, but there were many opinions about the weapon behind it. Some said it was a knife, some said it was a sword, and some said it was a shield. It was really puzzling.

There are many factions in the Jianghu who use knives, but none of them can match Jingshu's paintings.Ye Hui, who was walking beside him, saw that he was always looking at the drawing paper in his hand, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, did you find anything unusual?"

Ye Ying clicked on the two positions on the paper, "The width of the root of the blade is too different from the tip of the blade. The position of the handle is so remote that it is not suitable for force. It does not look like an ordinary sword."

Taking a closer look, the root is indeed wider than the tip. Ye Hui couldn't think of any kind of knife that would look like this for a while, "Maybe the little girl drew it wrong?"

Ye Ying frowned slightly, he could restore the appearance of the horse rider to that level, he didn't think Jing Shu would scribble casually, "Jing Shu has changed many times, but these places have not been changed, I don't think she can draw wrong."

"This... Aunt Lan's daughter is so young, her paintings may not be believable."

"I believe." Ye Ying just replied two words lightly, and continued to lower her head to think about the origin of this strange knife.

Ye Hui had nothing to say now, so he could only stand beside Ye Ying and ponder with him until the sun was high, but he didn't come up with a result, "Why don't we go back to the village and ask father?"

"It's okay." Ye Ying put down the drawing paper, Ye Mengqiu's world experience is far above them, and he has seen a lot more things than them, "But one thing, we can't let my father know that this is Jingshu's painting. "

Ye Hui subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"I believe it, but my father may not believe it."

Seeing Ye Ying walking towards the villa with her hands behind her back, Ye Hui silently added in her heart: I don't believe it either.

The little girl's scribbles and corrections are immature, and Ye Mengqiu will definitely see the clues, so before going to her father, Ye Ying went back to Luomei Residence to re-paint the drawing, but when she was halfway through the drawing, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and said: "Go Call Jingshu."

The maid immediately brought over Jing Shu who was staying by Gu Xinlan's side, her black eyes habitually squatted by the door and glanced into the room, seeing two boys in yellow shirts sitting inside, her steps moved back subconsciously.

"...Come in." Seeing that her calf was about to retract after stepping on the threshold, Ye Ying had no choice but to call out to her.

Ye Hui saw Jing Shu's small face tense, and then looked at Ye Ying suspiciously, "Brother, is Aunt Lan's daughter afraid of you? You didn't see her hiding from people like this before you returned to the village."

Afraid?She stared at him fiercely last night...Ye Ying pinched her brows and didn't reply, but Ye Hui waved to Jing Shu who moved over reluctantly, "Jing Shu, come to Second Brother."

The small steps swiftly rubbed against Ye Hui's back, the speed was astonishingly fast, upon seeing this, Ye Ying just raised her eyebrows helplessly, added something to the drawing she had just finished, and spread the paper in front of Ye Hui , and asked Jing Shu who was hiding behind him: "Does it look like it?"

"Two knives?" Ye Hui was stunned, seeing that Ye Ying added another hilt next to the original hilt, and directly disassembled the originally drawn knives into two from two-thirds of the position. , the ratio of the blade to the tip is much more appropriate.

Thinking about it carefully, even passers-by can't tell the truth, and a six-year-old child's perspective may not be able to see the whole picture.If Jingshu only drew what she saw, she would not be able to draw what she didn't see. If she combined what others saw from various angles, she could piece together a general idea.

The black gaze stayed on the paper for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded under Ye Ying's gaze.

Although Jingshu was always a little helpless with her tightly closed lips, but she could understand what she meant, Ye Ying took the drawing paper and looked at it carefully again, as if thinking of something, she frowned slightly, "Go first Find your father."

Seeing the two get up, the person who was hiding behind jumped out as soon as he lifted his footsteps, and when Ye Hui recovered, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother, look at you, you are so cold, The little girl was frightened. Which girl in our village didn't blushed and shyly looked at you when she saw you, but this little girl looked like she had seen a ghost when she saw you, and she ran away before she could hurry."

Ye Ying coughed lightly, and looked at her younger brother helplessly, Ye Hui was the only one in the villa who would joke with him like this.

They are the two eldest sons of Ye Mengqiu, they are not much different in age, they played together when they were young, and after Ye Mengqiu ordered him to live alone, Ye Hui often came to visit, even in the bad days. With this younger brother taking care of her, Ye Ying has a better relationship with him than with other brothers.

The Famous Sword Conference is coming soon, Ye Mengqiu is busier than ever, sword invitations have been sent out one after another, but it is unknown who will come last.When Ye Ying and Ye Hui came to the door, it happened to be a foreigner, the two brothers looked at each other and waited outside with their hands tied. The people talking in the room were very happy, and they vaguely heard Ye Mengqiu calling each other "Mr. Tuoba".

Tuoba... but Tuoba Sinan?

Ten years ago, at the first famous sword meeting in Tibetan Sword Villa, the famous sword Yushen came out, and the five most famous swordsmen in the world were invited to come, and one of them was Tuoba Sinan.Back then, Tuoba Sinan was only sixteen years old, and his swordsmanship was not yet perfect, and he lost to Aunt Gongsun by half a move. Although he failed to win the sword in the end, he became famous since then. A swordsman trend.

Tuoba Sinan talked with Ye Mengqiu for a while, then got up to say goodbye, and when he went out, he saw two brothers standing by the door, Ye Mengqiu also followed behind, he looked at the two young men, and said with a smile: "I think this is Ye Mengqiu. The owner's two young masters are really heroes."

"Hello Mr. Tuoba." Ye Hui hurriedly bowed his head, he was curious about this well-known swordsman, he was still a child who didn't know anything about the first famous sword competition, even if he met him in the old days, he couldn't remember clearly .

"If my son can have half of Mr. Tuoba's aptitude, this Hidden Sword Villa will not have to worry about it in the future." Ye Mengqiu sighed helplessly when he saw Ye Ying and Ye Hui standing beside him with their heads bowed.

Tuoba Sinan chuckled, and cupped his hands, "Master Ye is too humble. I think your son's breath is as deep as water, and he can retract and release his inner breath freely. He must have obtained the true inheritance of Master Ye. Hidden Sword Villa is also a successor."

Um?Ye Mengqiu was taken aback for a moment, wondering who he was talking about. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two sons one by one, and then circled back from Ye Hui to the tall and thin young man next to him. He calmed down, and he also said goodbye. Said: "Mr. Tuoba's praise, Ye has already prepared an elegant house in the villa for Mr. Tuoba to rest, and at night he will hold a banquet outside the building to welcome you."

Tuoba Sinan smiled, turned around and took a rest under the guidance of the sword-hiding attendant, his gaze was drawn slightly to Ye Ying, showing a hint of a smile.

After sending Tuoba Sinan away, Ye Mengqiu signaled his two sons to enter the study, and after taking their seats, he said, "You guys are here at this time, but what happened in the town?"

Ye Hui looked at his eldest brother, and saw him take out the drawing paper in his sleeve and hand it to his father's desk, "I met a man on the street the day before yesterday, and I saw him carrying a strange knife, so I took a second look. See one or two for details."

As soon as his eyes fell on the drawing paper, his eyes became deep, a sharpness flashed in his eyes, and his voice lowered a little, "You only saw one person?"