During dinner, the inn was closed.

Chu Zhiyin had another question, "If someone comes here in the middle of the night, then you can't stay in the inn?"

Heifeng said: "Even the town gate cannot enter. If you walk around the town in the middle of the night, you will be arrested by the patrol officers and soldiers to sleep in the prison."

"So good?" Chu Zhiyin fantasized that if her parents, Mr. An, had lost their food and clothing, it seemed to be quite cost-effective to use this method. "Will you give it food if you lock it up?"

Heifeng's eyes were all on the dishes and said casually: "There is a prison rice, but it's not delicious."

"With this treatment, it's not that everyone who doesn't want to stay in jail."

"A fool wants to go to the jail," Heifeng looked up and saw Chu Zhiyin revealing the look he wanted to stop. He swallowed the food in his mouth and said incomprehensible: "Miss Chu, if nothing unexpected happens, the money of the young master is enough for you to use it for the rest of your life."

I really don't have to think about going to jail.

Chu Zhiyin: "..." You don't understand.

"Hey," Chu Zhiyin asked, "Where is your young master? He has gone upstairs after he has finished his meal?"

Heifeng said: "When you lower your head to grab the food, you go out."

Chu Zhiyin: "..."

"Isn't there a curfew? Why are your young master going out? Isn't you afraid of being arrested and going to jail?"

Heifeng put down the bowl and said, "The young master's mind is like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water."

Chu Zhiyin: "Hmm?"

Heifeng looked unfathomable and said slowly: "No matter how you guess, you can't guess thoroughly."

Chu Zhiyin nodded and agreed.

An Yunqi's martial arts skills were extraordinary, so they naturally would not worry. After having enough food, Chu Zhiyin pulled Yu Shu to teach his mental skills for a while and then tested his basic skills.

He is proficient in the mind method, but his basic skills are not satisfactory.

It would be okay if you were in Yunze, practicing inner alchemy does not require high physical requirements for martial arts.

But it doesn't work in the world.

Now that he is traveling outside, he doesn’t have enough time, so he can only remind him to practice hard if he has time.

After teaching her beloved disciple, she returned to the room and something extra on the table attracted her attention.

A piece of cloth, various needles and threads.

It is obvious that what someone gave to her was self-evident, and it was given to An Yunqi.

Has she been slow to make a purse and bought materials to urge her?

If she said she would give him a house, she wouldn't have bought materials for her to build it on site. It would be too outrageous. No one who received the gifts urged others to give it.

I originally wanted to drag my wallet a little, but now I probably can't escape it.

Looking at the piece of cloth, he sighed deeply.

An Yunqi pushed open the door of his room and looked at Chu Zhiyin's closed door, thinking about her expression when she saw the gift.

The round eyes emitted a happy time.

An Yunqi curled his lips and was bored all the way, so he would be happier when he did something he liked.

Chu Zhiyin: "..."

On the second day, the clouds were covered with dark clouds.

The dripping rain fell on the roof of the car, making a rustling sound.

Heifeng shouted inward: "Young master, the rain is rising, so why don't we find a village to stop for a while."

An Yunqi lifted the curtain, and strings of raindrops fell from the eaves of the roof. The water mist was rising, which was indeed not suitable for rushing.

An Yunqi: "Okay, look for a family."

Heifeng asked the queen to pull the reins with a "drive" sound, changing the direction of the carriage.

But after a while, the rain increased, and the falling raindrops had become crackling sounds.

Chu Zhiyin doesn't like the storm and rain. The low prelude of the thunder is like passing a tribulation. He always feels that every thunder and lightning that God has fallen into has the power to destroy the world.

Cultivators love and fear the way of heaven.

The carriage finally stopped. Heifeng opened the carriage door and saw that he was wearing a straw raincoat, his face was covered with rain, and he handed it to them with two umbrellas in his hand.

Chu Zhiyin took the opportunity and said, "Thank you."

Heifeng smiled, "Miss Chu is so polite. Get out of the car quickly and find a farmer."

She nodded and jumped out of the car with an amphitheater. Yu Shu was waiting under the car to support her.

In front of her was a thatched house that could be called a simple one with bumpy traces on the door. She suspected that anyone really lived there?

Heifeng knocked on the door, and after a while.

The broken wooden door opened a small gap, revealing an eyeball that looked at the left and right.

Apart from Yu Shu, fortunately these people are not timid, otherwise Bai Ren's pupils would be scared to scream.

The people inside looked at it for a while, closed the door with a slam, and then fell to the door bolt.

Several people looked at each other. Although they were not kind-hearted, they were definitely not fierce. How could anyone turn them away after a glance?

It is not easy to find another family in the wilderness. Heifeng knocked twice, but there was no reaction.

Chu Zhiyin asked, "What should I do now? Find a big tree to hide from the rain?"

Heifeng said: "The rain in spring will not stop so easily, and the rainstorm comes and goes quickly, but horses will get sick if they keep getting wet in the rain."

It seems that even if it turns into Xiaoyu, I can't leave anymore.

Chu Zhiyin knocked on the wooden door and shouted: "We were passing by here and encountered heavy rain. We were not bad people. We just wanted to take a break from your house. After the rain stopped, we would definitely pay a lot of money."

After saying a long time, there was still no response inside. Chu Zhiyin frowned and a sense of anger rose in his heart.

Even if you don’t borrow it, you can say it. This kind of silent and unsound makes people irritated.

He said to them, "I kicked the door open. When I go in, they have to borrow it, and they have to borrow it if they don't."

Chu Zhiyin was pulled by An Yunqi as soon as she raised her leg. "It's just an ordinary farmer who will scare people."

"What do you think of?" Chu Zhiyin was a little irritated, "If others ignore us, we can't do anything. So why not continue to be in the rain."

An Yunqi did not respond to her, but walked to the door and said to the person inside: "Uncle, I am from the Tingbingya, I'm here to tell you something."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of footsteps and conversations came from inside.

The door was opened in a corner, and a sad and sad woman supported the hunched uncle.

An Yunqi pulled off the sign from Heifeng's waist and raised it to the two people to show his identity.

The uncle and aunt stared at his face for a moment, then carefully looked at the waist card, and looked at them all again. After a long time, they opened the door and let them in.

Chu Zhiyin looked at An Yunqi with praise.

An Yunqi lowered his eyes, his eyes were unclear.

The layout inside the house is in a shape of a zigzag, with fish tanks and flowers and plants placed in the middle, just as rainwater can drip on it.

When the main hall was in the main hall, the sparse furniture was placed on both sides, and there were cracks on the earthen wall next to it.

The house is barely covered with lifelessness.

Chu Zhiyin looked at all this in front of her and felt mixed feelings. Her previous hard days were to see hope, but these hard days were already the ending.

The uncle and aunt snuggled up, looking at them with fear unconsciously, "Yes, is there any news from my son?"

An Yunqi pondered for a while and said, "Did your son be recruited to serve in Jingzhou as a soldier?"

A light flashed in the couple's eyes, "Yes, yes, sir, my son collected it two years ago, and now he has only sent back one letter. We are very worried."

"Jingzhou is very safe." An Yunqi staggered the excited eyes of the couple and then said: "Report your son's name and I can let him get rid of his arsenal in advance."

The couple was so excited that they were speechless. They opened their mouths several times without making any sound. The aunt went to the room to take out paper and pen and wrote two words tremblingly: Xie Ying.

To be precise, it doesn’t count as writing, it just draws it stroke by stroke with the pen holder.

An Yunqi picked up the paper, folded it and put it in his arms, and asked, "These two words are taught by your son."

A smile appeared on the couple's sad faces, and the aunt said, "Yes, when I went to school, I taught us the old couple. At that time, I said that I should study hard and be the top scholar in the future, and we all took them to the city to live."

The couple looked at each other, as if they were in memories.
Chapter completed!