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At the back door of Xianguan Mansion, in a narrow and narrow alley, Wei Ping was pressed against the wall by the neckline.

He raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pressed his tongue against his cheek.

Two back teeth are loose.

Meng Heze didn't show mercy with this punch, but Wei Ping laughed:

"Mr. Song blocked the sword for me. If you punch me, I won't fight back."

The alley is so narrow that only two people can walk side by side.The sun was blocked by the gray eaves, and it couldn't get in at all.

When Wei Ping first arrived in Qianqu County, there was a huge crowd of people queuing in front of the mansion.And Meng Heze led him through this shady alley, and pushed open a small hidden door.

That was the first time he entered the Immortal Mansion and saw Song Qianji.

At that time, Meng Heze joked while shaking the long sword in his hand:

"You are the one I brought in through the back door, you must be with me in the future!"

Now Meng Heze clenched his fist with his right hand and Wei Ping's collar with his left hand, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged:

"You don't have to pretend to me! The assassination of Qianqufang must have something to do with you!"

Wei Ping didn't struggle, leaned against the wall, tilted his head and smiled: "Senior Brother Meng, you must speak with evidence."

"I'm not a silly young master like Ji Chen, I don't talk about evidence, I just rely on my intuition!" Meng Heze pressed his scabbard across Wei Ping's neck,

"Leave Qianqu, don't force me to do it!"

Wei Ping is the housekeeper next to Song Qianji, serving around three meals a day, and even participating in the construction of Qianqu.

Meng Heze didn't want Song Qianji to be disappointed, he wanted Weiping to go by himself.

"I won't leave, and it's not me that you should guard against. Don't you know who Song Yuan is recuperating? That's right, you just came back last night, and no one dares to tell you." Wei Ping turned a blind eye to Changjian and stared at Meng Kawasawa pupil changes,

"He is the assassin's mastermind this time, Lin Feiyuan!"

Meng Heze was shocked: "How can such a dangerous person stay with Senior Brother Song?"

Wei Smoothly broke away from him and smoothed his collar: "Senior brother is kind, he said that he was just collecting money to do things. Not only did he not kill him, but he was also treated and let him live in Song Yuan. Lin Feiyuan is The most expensive assassin on the black market, he has killed countless Nascent Souls. He is an ambitious wolf, and he is not familiar with it at all."

Meng Heze clenched his teeth.

Wei Ping leaned into his ear and smiled, "Since we can't kill him in the Song Court...tonight at midnight, I'll trick him out, and we'll kill him together."

Meng Heze took two steps back, as if meeting Weiping for the first time: "But senior brother doesn't want to kill him."

Wei Ping lowered his voice: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. How did senior brother know? I just thought he ran away by himself."

Meng Heze remained silent, Wei Ping's proposal was too tempting.When he was about to agree, he suddenly saw the smile in the other party's eyes and woke up suddenly:

"You have something to hide from Senior Brother, and you still want me to be like you? Delusion, how could I get on the same boat as you."

Wei Ping thought it was a pity: "Okay, I will do the dirty work."

He sighed, and made a gesture to leave, when suddenly his left hand was like a claw, and without warning, it hit Meng Heze's shoulder directly.

Startled, Meng Heze turned back to block with his sword, but Wei Ping hit him in the ribs with the palm of his right hand.

The alley was cramped and it was inconvenient to turn around, and he moved his hands to punch to the flesh, as fast as lightning.

For a while, the wind in the deep alley was rustling, and the energy was surging.

Because they were backed by the Immortal Mansion, neither of them used their spiritual power to move their magical weapons. After twenty or so punches and kicks, Wei Ping was a bit faster.

"You lied to Senior Brother Song." Wei Ping laughed, "The injury you suffered at the foot of Huawei Mountain didn't heal at all."

Meng Heze looked at him coldly.

Wei Ping turned and walked out of the alley.

Meng Heze: "Where are you going?"

"Qianqufang was rebuilt after the war, and I went to oversee the construction. Why is Brother Meng following me?"

"I have to keep an eye on you!"

……

Half of the shops in Qianqufang have reopened.

On one side of the street are broken walls and ruins. Carpenters transporting wood and paint come in and out. Carpenters, blacksmiths, and masons are busy in full swing. girl.

After the destruction, a new life emerges, and the vigorous vitality emerges from every new tile and every blue brick.

"Senior Brother Song was assassinated here?" Meng He asked.

"Yes." Wei Ping nodded.

Meng Heze wanted to say something, such as replaying the assassination, but people kept saying hello to Wei Ping:

"Director Wei is here, do you want some candied haws?"

"Mr. Wei is good, buy some cabbage, go back and make dumplings for Song Xianguan!"

Wei Ping laughed at everyone and kept responding.

"Today's dishes are really juicy, I want two."

"Brother Meng, do you eat cakes? Come and taste the stall set up by Hong Furen."

When someone needs help, he rolls up his sleeves and immediately does it, pushing a cart or repairing a tile, never bothering him.

On the contrary, Meng Heze felt a little uncomfortable.

He found that Wei Ping's smile had changed, it wasn't the kind of smirk that looked soft but hypocritical with perfectly curved mouth corners.

Wei Ping smiled with his eyes wide open, sincerely.

……

Lin Feiyuan picked three pieces of good fur from the warehouse and hugged them all, looking like a black bear from a distance.

He muttered: "I have no spiritual power, it's really troublesome to do things."

Walking into the Song Courtyard and seeing Song Qianji busy again, he couldn't help feeling disgusted: "Why are you picking so many seeds?"

"When the next spring begins, we will plant a 'seed field' in Tiancheng, and find ways to increase the yield per mu. Cultivate fine varieties from generation to generation, and in the future, all the grain seeds in the entire thousand canals will be selected from the 'seed field'." Song Song Submersible said.

Lin Feiyuan thought to herself, I am saying that your life is boring, not really asking why you do what you do.

But Song Qianji answered seriously, and he was too embarrassed to dislike it.

"What kind of exercises did you practice? Why have you never seen you practice? Where did you get your cultivation?"

Lin Feiyuan was already sure that Song Qianji hadn't practiced deceptive magic, so she was even more curious, "If you don't want to say..."

Song Qianji said bluntly: "I practice a technique that communicates with nature and is beneficial to farming. It is called Happy Rain on a Spring Night."

Lin Feiyuan thought to herself, I have been in the world of comprehension for so many years, but I have never heard of this method.

"I don't know who created it? Is it a top-secret inheritance?"

Song Qianji smiled: "I thought of it myself."

Lin Feiyuan was speechless, she just moved her thick fur into the house and threw it hard on the table.

Comparing people to people makes people mad.Is this plausible?

All other monks should really come and listen.

……

Because Housekeeper Wei was pulled over by a cabbage vendor in Qianqufang and enthusiastically sold it, Song Yuan ate dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork at noon today.

The dumplings are fat and plump, falling into the black sauce, covered with balsamic vinegar, soy sauce, chili, and sesame seeds.

One bite, the juice is overflowing and the aroma is full.

Wei Ping looked at Lin Feiyuan's expression several times, seeing that he was eating intently, he couldn't help but remind him via voice transmission: "Don't forget tonight."

Lin Feiyuan didn't answer, but said loudly:

"Mr. Wei, go and buy me three bolts of cloth and a sewing kit. The cloth needs good silk from 'Jinxiu Dui'. Remember that as long as there are the latest patterns this year, the scissors need to be from the old blacksmith shop at the east end of Changhua Street in Hongfu County. "

Wei Ping's face changed suddenly, and he said via voice transmission: "Aren't you leaving?"

Lin Feiyuan said, "Dumplings are delicious. By the way, buy me another pipa. I don't have accompaniment when I usually sing, so I feel weak."

Song Qianji glanced at Lin Feiyuan, implying a warning.

The latter stopped talking.

Fan Weiping dragged Lin Feiyuan into the kitchen, saying that he would wash the dishes, otherwise he would not help him run errands and buy things.

As soon as the door was closed, Wei Ping was still washing the dishes.

The sound of the water in the pool was splashing, and the bowls and dishes were clashing endlessly. Wei Ping said in a low voice: "Qianqu is like an iron bucket now. Even if it is me, it is not easy to send away five people. If you miss this time, in the future..."

Lin Feiyuan waved her hand, as if she was chasing away a flying insect, while stealing stove candy: "I eat and drink here, and Song Qianji won't kill me, why should I leave?"

"What about your business?" Wei Ping asked with suppressed anger.

"At the end of the year, the box is sealed and the business is closed."

"What about your partner?"

"Song Qianji said that they were picking dung to work in the fields, and everyone was fine, so don't try to deceive me."

Wei Ping threw the bowl and walked back and forth like a violent lion.

He didn't believe what Lin Feiyuan said.Although it is delicious and delicious, it can't use spiritual energy, just like a mortal, it can't go out of the Song Academy, it's no different from being imprisoned.

How can such a person who licks blood with the tip of a knife be trapped in peace?Does he still want to plan a second assassination?

"Don't be afraid, even if I stay, I won't expose you. Go and buy me scissors, needlework, silk, satin and pipa."

"Meow." Wei Ping was startled, but saw a cat nimbly darting into the window.

Lin Feiyuan picked up the cat skillfully, and stroked the fur one after another: "When I fully recover from my injury, I will rest for a while. If I am in a good mood, I will leave."

Since entering the Song Academy, he swears less.

Born into stagnant water, fire, swords and shadows disappeared from dreams, and only the big thing left is to pick a seed.

Wei Ping said coldly: "If you don't leave tonight, I will spread the word on the black market, saying that after you failed in the assassination, you were chained to Song Yuan by Song Qianji like a dog, tortured and tortured, and your reputation will be ruined. Never do it!"

Lin Feiyuan thought that the boy was vicious enough.

But he said with a smile: "If you cut my back, then I will never leave. Let's see who will go crazy first, you go."

Wei Ping turned around and went out, walking aggressively, with wind in his sleeves, almost bumping into Ji Chen.

Lin Feiyuan hugged the cat and followed behind him, pacing with her back straight.

Ji Chen was stunned: "What's the matter today? Brother Meng is not very happy when he sees it. You are not happy at all."

Lin Feiyuan said loudly: "I'm so happy! Brother Ji, can you play cards?"

Wei Ping turned his head back, expressionless: "I'm happy too."

"I didn't see it." Ji Chen shook his head: "I don't play cards. Someone just sent an invitation outside the city gate to invite Senior Brother Song to a banquet on the fifteenth day of next month. I'll go find Senior Brother Song."

An invitation card was placed on the stone table, shining brightly, and the small courtyard was full of brilliance.

Song Qianji didn't need to open it, just looked at the gold flower on the red background, and the emblem of Huaweizong, so he knew it:

"Chen Hongzhu's engagement ceremony?"

Ji Chen said: "Senior brother knows things like a god! But why did Hua Weizong invite us?"

Lin Feiyuan hugged the cat and smiled: "The weasel invites the chicken to eat. Why do you say?"

"Then I'll go for senior brother." Ji Chen volunteered, "Anyway, senior brother doesn't like these scenes."

"No, I'll go." Song Qianji said.

Wei Ping and Ji Chen looked at him in surprise.

At Chen Hongzhu's engagement ceremony, the Huawei Sect will have a big banquet for guests and friends.

All sects and families gathered together.With Song Qianji's personality, he was definitely not willing to deal with it.

Lin Feiyuan frowned: "Do you think they really want to invite you?! The Martial School's usual method is to win you over if you can't do it, in order to let you temporarily relax your vigilance."

"Everyone wants to see me. I'll just go out and see."

Song Qianji thought to himself, the various forces in the province are like cats catching, and they send eyeliners to Qianqu every three days to explore the way, so it's better to show up generously and let them see enough at once.

Meng Heze came back with an injury this time. The young man wanted to save face. He was beaten half to death outside, so he was embarrassed to say it when he came back.

But if I don't show up, how will Qianqu and other people go out for a walk in the future?

The most important thing is that the time for Chen Hongzhu's engagement ceremony is just right——

It is the slack season for all things to rest in deep winter.Take a trip out, once and for all.

Don't delay the busy farming in the spring next year.

Thinking of the spring full of vitality, Song Qianji smiled in his eyes.