Liu Ruiying folded the long poem neatly and put it in his arms, preparing to find three and a half wine to frame it.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a person standing outside the front garden.

The vines in the courtyard were newly exposed, and the appearance of this person was really not visible in the shade. Only a gray and low-tall person could be seen.

After taking a few steps forward, Liu Ruiying realized that this was an old lady.

He had no acquaintances in Bogu Building, let alone such an old lady.

Liu Ruiying's heart was filled with throbbing.

I remember the last time someone was waiting at the gate of the yard, in front of the front camp of Dingzhou Prefecture.

The person who came was Yuan Jie, who came to collect debts.

Now I don’t know where Yuan Jie has gone, and at that time, He Youjian, the commander of the Dingzhou Prefecture soldiers, had already had his head and no bones left.

The old lady was wearing the most ordinary black cloth shirt and trousers, and under her feet were a pair of pure white edged cloth shoes.

There are not many artificially built roads in Bogu Building, and most of the only long streets are cleaned.

Most of the rest of the places are paved with stones on the ground, deliberately creating a sense of Zen poetry in the mountains and rivers.

But the pure white cloth shoes on the old lady's feet were spotless, as if they had just been replaced, and there was no trace of bending.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

Instinctively, I kept a distance from this old lady.

Although she looked harmless, she was slightly hunched and had a basket on her left arm.

But Liu Ruiying remembered the Ou Chu who was in the tea table at that time. She pretended to be a small vendor shuttled between the tables and sold some dried fruits and objects, but finally pulled out the toothed sword from the basket.

With the lessons learned from the past, Liu Ruiying stared at the basket in the old lady's hand this time, not wanting to make any noise.

"The insole is in your hands?"

The old lady asked.

Liu Ruiying was stunned, but she couldn't react for a moment.

But his eyes clearly saw that the old woman's figure did not move, her hands did not move, the basket did not move, and even her two lips did not move.

The sound seemed to rise from her heart and directly came into Liu Ruiying's heart.

This sentence was not what he heard, but what he felt.

A feeling arose in Liu Ruiying's heart. He felt that the old lady asked this, but the facts in front of her were completely opposite to his feelings.

This is no longer about whether Liu Ruiying could think of the insoles that he had inexplicably obtained. It was just that this strange question rose from the bottom of his heart in a mysterious way, which made him very incredible.

"What did you say?"

Liu Ruiying asked subconsciously.

"Is that pair of insoles there for you?"

The old lady asked again.

"What insole?"

Liu Ruiying was confused.

But he still couldn't connect the old lady in front of him with the pair of insoles in the house.

"It seems that you are not going to give it to me?"

The old lady said.

Liu Ruiying's drunkenness was not gone, and she was questioned like this again, which made her angry again.

He thought to himself, "I care about your insole. In the morning, there are inexplicable people coming to ask inexplicable things. Do you think I am a mud-knitted one?!"

Especially before, he made a secret decision and must "hide tricks" in the future.

But luck makes people foolish, and heavenly secrets and wills cannot be calculated.

If you are always kind, there will always be someone who will bully you.

But when you are a little stronger, someone will say that this person has changed, too unauthentic, and has a title of fickle and sinister.

So strong people are always respected, while kind people are always bullied.

Strong people are also kind, but most of them are in places that people cannot see.

Kind people dare not be strong because most kind people are fragile and cannot withstand the torture of following the crowd.

But Liu Ruiying is not afraid. He is very kind and strong.

Or he has his own principles and a bottom line that he must never touch.

He could stab a sword into someone's throat in the street, or he could buy a piece of sesame cake to give to the little girl begging for the street.

Although giving a piece of sesame cake to the beggar is not a kind thing, at least Liu Ruiying tried her best to do it.

Compared to those who stand by the wall and say, "Why don't you give her more money? Why don't you buy her a big house?" Liu Ruiying doesn't know how much he is going to be stronger.

At this moment, Liu Ruiying overturned all previous ideas.

A person does not want to live for anyone, and no one can ask anyone to make a name for himself.

As long as you do everything and say everything you say is worthy of your true intentions.

Who hasn’t done a few things that are ashamed of heaven, earth, king, and parents?

But the most important thing is to not have too many regrets when recalling it in the end.

"Mine is mine, why give it to you?"

Liu Ruiying said.

According to his original intention, he would not say that.

But at this moment he wanted to say this, even if he didn't say it, he had to say it.

"good!"

The old lady said good words and took out her hand in the basket.

Liu Ruiying thought that something extraordinary would be drawn from the basket, so he paused and drew his sword!

But when he saw that what came out of the basket was just the old lady's right hand, he felt a little regretful...

I feel that I am really young and energetic, but I still can't be so mature and steadfast, and treat everything calmly and objectively.

But at this moment, Liu Ruiying felt a sense of fear inexplicably.

Just like the old lady's words came from her heart.

This fear also came from my heart.

No reason.

No reason.

It just makes him feel scared...

Even though his arms and even his whole body were slightly stiff.

"Draw the sword?"

The old lady finally opened her mouth and spoke.

This voice was exactly the same as what Liu Ruiying felt from his heart.

The old lady's words were like talking to herself.

It seems that I can't figure out why Liu Ruiying suddenly drew his sword.

But the fear in Liu Ruiying's heart is gradually amplifying and spreading.

Pass from the tip of the sword to the arm, then wandered to the whole body, and finally returned to the tip of the sword.

After a few rounds and turns, Liu Ruiying could no longer control the energy in his body.

Although the yin and yang poles in his body had collapsed, the energy was flowing from the Tai Shang stage where the Grand Master Fa Xiang sat down, which gave Liu Ruiying a surprise!

At least, his cultivation level is still there!

Although he didn't know what would happen after such an accident, he could only passively bear it now.

But this joy cannot adjust the previous fear at all.

Liu Ruiying stirred up his momentum and wanted to use the powerful energy in his body to force this sense of fear to suppress it, but he failed to do it and instead made it worse.

"I just asked you for my things, but you drew your sword to me. Who is unreasonable?"

The old lady said.

"That's my thing, let alone I don't know you at all. Why do you say it's yours?"

Liu Ruiying asked remarks.
To be continued...