After the big man said this, he waved his hand and disappeared immediately under Li Guan's skin.

He looked around, but couldn't find any trace, so he nodded and said loudly: "Then I will be here at midnight."

Only a hollow echo was left, and this confirmed that the big man would not show up even if he was still here.

After Li Guanyi stayed outside for two times, he returned home.

Their home in Guan Yicheng was actually a small courtyard with some age. Li Guanyi slowed down, started a fire with long-chopped firewood, and washed rice for cooking.

The smoke rose, and the aroma of rice gradually spread. After the rice was cooked, he fried two vegetarian dishes. Today was the time for meat dishes, so he stewed an old hen for himself and steamed egg custard.

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There was no need for Li Guanyi to shout. The wooden door creaked, and a woman with a pale face but a lively expression walked out holding the door.

Li Guanyi's aunt.

For the first eight years of these ten years, I have been taking care of Li Guanyi's close relatives.

Two years ago, the injuries and illnesses on his body broke out and he collapsed. At that time, Li Guanyi, who was ten years old, relied on the mathematical foundation he still had in his previous life to earn some loose money by doing accounting for others. He would do it after he came back from work every day.

My food is all because of my aunt's care for the past eight years.

The human heart is made of flesh, and those eight years of hard work have been rewarded by these two years of careful care.

Li Guanyi still remembers the first time when the toxin broke out, he was so painful that he felt dizzy.

When the pain reaches this level, it's like an epileptic patient. Be careful to bite off your tongue when in severe pain. The child's five senses are more acute. He was only three or four years old at that time, and he could feel the fine fuzz on the petals on the skin of his palms.

I could smell the fragrance of spring flowers in the wind, so I fainted from the pain.

It's like falling into a bottomless abyss, like missing something in a dream, but it keeps falling.

He vaguely felt that someone was holding his palm, and warm liquid was flowing into his mouth, like a scalding river of flames, slowly suppressing the cold and severe pain, and then Li Guanyi fainted.

He fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the wind blew through the treetops, and Beichen hung high in the blue sky, chilling and chilling. He pillowed on his aunt's knees, raised his head and saw the woman's warm eyes, and saw the bloody tooth marks on her wrists.

, feeling the rusty smell of blood in his mouth.

At that time, his aunt was taking him with him on a galloping horse. When she found out that he was sick, he fell off the horse and fell on the grass. She felt sorry for him and was reluctant to use the cloth. She only used her own wrist to stuff Li Guanyi's mouth. Li Guanyi's play

When it hurt, I tried my best to bite it, which resulted in a big wound. Fortunately, the artery was not damaged. The warmth in the severe pain was my aunt's blood.

He raised his head at that time and saw the stars hanging behind the beautiful woman. She smiled slightly and asked him if he was feeling better? The starlight and moonlight shone on her face from the tops of the big trees, and the brilliance of the tree shadows swayed.

There were wounds on her wrists, but she was still smiling. She touched the child's forehead and sang the song that mothers in the East would sing for their children to sleep.

Li Guanyi slept well that night.

Those were all memories of the past. Now, twelve-year-old Li Guanyi filled a bowl of soup for the pale woman, put it away carefully, and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

The woman with soft eyebrows took a sip of soup and smiled:

"The food cooked by Li Nu'er is still delicious. My cooking skills are much better than those of my aunt."

Li Guan raised his eyebrows.

Li Guanyi's nickname is Li Guanyi. Many children from official families often add "nu" after their nickname. This is not an insult. Wang Xianzhi's nickname was an official slave. Liu Yu, Emperor Wu of the Southern Song Dynasty in his previous life, had a nickname of "Jinu", which was just "Linu".

It's even more intimate.

The raccoon slave is a cat, a raccoon cat. Calling him this way is just like the elders calling him a kitten when he was young. Li Guanyi once said seriously that he was no longer young and should not use such a name, but instead he was

My aunt teased her and called her "Li Nuer" in an affectionate tone for three days.

He had known that his aunt's character was not as gentle as she seemed.

After these years of getting along with each other, Li Guanyi already understood how to deal with his aunt. He just lowered his head, chopsticks flying, and kept busy with the rice, which made the woman feel bored. Fortunately, the food Li Guanyi cooked was really good.

Although not as good as those famous chefs who put in the effort.

But the wood-burning stove is hot and the pot is full of gas. The hens are still pecking at the vegetables in the morning. The vegetables in the village outside the city are still covered with morning dew this morning. The fried meals are always very good and have a solid texture.

Feeling full and full, Li Guanyi put away the dishes.

Auntie's health is getting worse day by day, and recently Li Guanyi no longer lets her do these jobs.

After finishing these trivial things, Li Guanyi took off a piano from the wall of a small wooden house as usual, and then began to play the piano under the guidance of the woman. The sound of the piano was melodious, sometimes clear and exciting, and it was quite

There is heat.

When her aunt discovered that Li Guan had matured at a young age, she began to teach him how to play the piano.

Chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even in these years of moving around, there has been no interruption.

She said that she was not proficient in martial arts, and she could only play these well. Li Guanyi learned 30% to 50% of the heat. How could she support herself by playing the piano in the future? It was really not possible. My slave son is good-looking, playing chess, calligraphy and painting.

It's all right, you can eat some soft food or you can be tougher.

When Li Guanyi emphasized that he was supporting the two of us, his aunt just laughed and stretched out her hand to mess up his hair.

This piano was always carried by my aunt. The body of the piano was straight and the sound was clear. However, the tail was burnt black. It looked like it had been rescued from a fire scene.

While playing the piano, my aunt held a book and huddled quietly on the chair, her eyes slightly closed, her wide cuffs hanging down, revealing a fair but thin wrist. Her whole body seemed to be caged in her robe, which made her look particularly special.

Thin and thin, he suddenly heard the wrong note being played and lazily opened his eyes. He gently tapped the book in his hand on the young man's head and said:

"I played it wrong, Li Nu'er."

"What, are you worried?"

Of course, Li Guanyi's heart fluctuated slightly because of the reappearance of the cloud patterns, because the cauldron was about to be filled, and there was a possibility of curing the poison in his body. It only took a moment of confusion for his aunt to hear that the poison thing and

You can't talk about the adventures you took. When you hesitated, your aunt started laughing.

She smiled, looking at the young man with amber eyes. The book in her hand tapped on the hem of Li Guanyi's clothes, then slid down and tapped on his knees and trouser legs, and said: "The thing you dislike the most is washing clothes."

, I usually take a long way around when I see dirt, for fear of getting splashed with mud."

"Someone went to the drug store to cause trouble?"

Auntie leaned back in the chair and held her chin in one hand:

"The Huichun Hall has some connections in the government office and has hired three martial artists who have mastered physical training."

"There are only a few people who can make trouble in the Huichun Hall. The one who can make you lose your mind is, let me guess, meeting our enemies?"

Li Guan opened his mouth and sighed helplessly. This woman had been hiding with him for ten years, and her thoughts were very delicate. His cautious character at this time was all influenced by what he had learned from his aunt over the past ten years.

He learned it from his own body and said:

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Then she explained the matter again and hid only the bronze tripod. The woman thought for a while and said softly:

"The Red Dragon Dharma Prime... learns martial arts at night. If it's him, that's fine."

"As for those cloud pattern riders."

"We have been here for two years, and we will leave again in a few months. It is better to have less to do than to have more to do. In the future, you should avoid them."

"If you are really unlucky and get hit, don't feel angry, it's okay to just bear with it."

"The old saying always says, you have to be merciful and merciful, and you can take a step back and take it easy. Especially if you are young, don't fight with others outside..."

The woman's voice was gentle and her words of persuasion always reminded Li Guanyi of his mother in his previous life. Every time he went on a long trip, his mother would advise him like this: Don't make noises with others outside, just stay away. Young man

The person's face couldn't help but soften and dim.

Suddenly something was stuffed into his left hand, a piece of silver.

Then suddenly there was a hint of coldness. He raised his head and saw a short sword with a scabbard in his aunt's hand. The scabbard was simple. Li Guanyi was slightly startled. His aunt had already pulled out the scabbard.

, the blade of the sword is about the length of the forearm, and emits a hazy clear light.

The aunt smiled slightly, and with a slight strike, the dagger came down. A corner of the wooden table was cut off silently, and then she sharpened it diagonally, and the old iron pot was cut into a ring and fell to the ground, also without any sound.

sound.

The dagger is densely covered with cloud patterns left by forging, and there are two cipher texts on the front and back.

His aunt taught him this kind of inscription.

The obverse is Murong, and the two characters on the reverse are Qiu Shui.

is the name of the short sword.

It's also my aunt's name.

This name always reminds Li Guanyi of the famous Murong family. The Murong family is in the 18th state of Jiangnan. It is the land that Chen State lost twelve years ago, and it is also the direction that they have been hiding and approaching slowly.

Murong Qiushui put the dagger in the young man's right hand and said softly:

"A man must not live without a palace. If the problem is solved with money, use money and just ask for mercy. There is no shame in it."

"Men must not be cruel. If they won't let you go, use a sword."

Li Guan suddenly realized: "Auntie, didn't you say that old saying, you can be at ease if you endure it, and you can avoid the sea and the sky, and it is better to do less than to do more?"

He saw his beautiful aunt smiling slightly, pointing her finger between his eyebrows, and said:
To be continued...