Nie Yao glanced at him with a smile: "No."

Unexpectedly, the other party refused so bluntly, Zhu Yicheng choked for a moment, and said without giving up: "Can you tell me what happened to the Lingshan Immortal Array?"

Nie Yao didn't answer immediately, but turned in a different direction, turning a folding fan in his hand half a circle, and the handle of the fan pointed at Zhang Jinjin and said, "This is a gift from me and cannot be shared."

Zhang Jinjin sighed: "Everyone says I'm a profiteer. Compared with you, I'm as pure as a baby."

After finishing speaking, the innocent baby waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard directly.

A circle of people held back their laughter and watched him leave.

Nie Yao then bowed his hands to Su Yanjun and said, "What do you think of the gentleman's sword for the trial array left by the ancestors of the Nie family?"

Su Yanjun smiled and said, "Isn't this asking my class to get an axe?"

Zhu Yicheng's eagerly looking forward eyes immediately shot at him, and he had no choice but to say: "The major sects recruit disciples, and the foundation is second, and the character is the first. In my opinion, the trial of Lingshan is also a test of the character."

"Well said, it's worthy of being a gentleman's sword, and it's true." Nie Yao said: "Although our ancestor was a blacksmith, he didn't read any books when he was young, but he experienced wars and peace, disasters and prosperity in his life. It is deeply touching that human nature is unpredictable. What the Nie family makes is a weapon, and if it falls into the hands of people with pure hearts, it is a spiritual tool to save the world; if it falls into the hands of people with ugly hearts, it is an accomplice to disaster. Therefore, Lingshan talks about Taoism and talks about It's the heart."

"Xinxing?" Zhu Yicheng said excitedly if he realized something, "In the trial, as long as you work hard in the direction of being kind and good to others, isn't it enough?"

Nie Yao and Su Yanjun looked at each other and smiled, and tapped Zhu Yicheng's wrist lightly with the handle of the fan: "How can it be so simple? Do you think that after entering the battle, there will be grandparents waiting for you to help them up the mountain?"

Zhu Yicheng was stunned, and everyone laughed.

"I'll give you a hint," Nie Yao stood up, "trials won't let you make judgments easily."

After finishing speaking, he said to Su Yanjun and Mu Xiyuan, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to go to the government office, and have a good rest today." He patted Zhu Yicheng on the shoulder again, nodded to Gu Qingqiao, and walked out of the courtyard.

(Note: The verse is Zhu Xi's "Autumn Moon")

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Gu Qingqiao: Why are there so few weapons in Lingshan, and I can still get them in my last life?

Author: Because you have the aura of the protagonist!

Gu Qingqiao: What about my family A Yun?

Author: Guess what?

Chapter 18 Madman

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Xiyuan woke up to the faint sound of the lake water lapping on the shore. In the breeze, a few pink begonia petals floated into the half-opened window and spun around and landed on the table in front of the window.

Mu Xiyun picked up a petal, but saw a person leaning against the tree under the begonia tree outside the window.

It was the young man who called himself Gu Wanbo.

I don't know how long he stood outside the window, several petals had fallen on his head and shoulders, his face was slightly raised, the halo of the rising sun shrouded it, his eyes were slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if Reminds me of a tender picture.

Although that face was ordinary, it became brighter and brighter because of that gentle smile.

At the entrance of the small courtyard, Luo Qingwen gently pushed open the door, and what she saw was the smiling face. She couldn't help blushing, and said softly, "Young Master Gu, can you take a step to speak?"

Gu Qingqiao seemed to have woken up from a dream, and immediately suppressed his smile, glanced at the window inadvertently, but just saw Mu Xiyuan turn and leave from the window, and he couldn't help but froze.

Although he was annoyed in his heart, he had no choice but to follow Luo Qingwen out of the courtyard, to the lake, and stood a step away from Luo Qingwen.

The breeze was blowing the girl's forehead, and Luo Qingwen hesitated for a while before asking, "Is Mr. Gu from the desert?"

If it is the ancient Qingqiao before the disguise, the outline of the appearance is indeed more three-dimensional than the average Central Plains person, the bridge of the nose is higher, and the eye sockets are deeper. Now that the Disguise Gu has been planted, he has long since changed his appearance to an ordinary person from the Central Plains, and no longer has the characteristics of the Western Regions.

Could it be that this little girl knows something? Gu Qingqiao was on guard and asked her, "Why did Miss Luo say this?"

"I...I'm looking for someone who is very important to me, and the only clue is a portrait."

"Let me guess, the portrait came from the desert, why do you think I'm from the desert? Am I very similar to the portrait?"

"No..." Luo Qingwen looked at his face again, lowered her head and whispered, "Mingyue Sword Art."

The rising sun illuminated the distant green hills golden, just like the golden sand dunes in the desert. There seemed to be camel bells ringing in their ears, and a group of teenagers were waving their knives in the sand sea. That is the memory of Gu Qingqiao more than 60 years ago. But now standing by the lake is Gu Wanbo, Zhang Jinjin's cousin. No matter what this girl is looking for, now is not the time to uncover the past.

If it is only guessed from the sword technique, it is not surprising. Gu Qingqiao breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took two steps, stopped and said: "The Damo Mingyue Daoist created the Mingyue Saber Technique, which was originally for the people of the desert to defend against the Western demon clan, and was widely spread in the western desert. My saber technique is I learned it from a martial arts master, and he also taught other children other martial arts. He probably thought I was more suitable for this practice, so he supervised me for a few years. Sorry, I can't help you."

"I see." Luo Qingwen said in a low voice.

The two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Gu Qingqiao was thinking about Mu Xiyuan and didn't want to wait any longer. Just when he was about to say something to say goodbye, Luo Qingwen said first: "This kind of thing is just luck, I was also curious for a while, you don't need to care about it, son. I have caused you trouble these days!"

I didn't expect such a little girl to be so open-minded and transparent, and couldn't help but feel good. Gu Qingqiao looked back at her with a little surprise, then waved his hand and walked towards the small courtyard.

Nie Yao had already been to the small courtyard. In such a short time, the small courtyard was empty, and only the begonia was still swaying gently in the wind. Gu Qingqiao touched his forehead with a wry smile, and quickly went to the front hall to find Zhang Jinjin.