Worship tomorrow

Chapter 47 The girl’s “conspiracy”

There was silence in the small courtyard for a moment.

Nightingale opened her mouth, with a dull expression on her face.

Luo Qingfeng was a little embarrassed and explained: "I have been sharpening it for a long time, and the rust and cracks are still there, so I kept sharpening it... and didn't pay attention to the whetstone..."

Nightingale woke up, walked quickly to him, picked up the rusty broken knife from the ground, and looked at it carefully for a long time in the moonlight, her face still full of disbelief: "This knife... is so hard ?”

Luo Qingfeng didn't expect it at all.

It is indeed strange that the whetstone broke while sharpening the knife.

The most important thing is that the wound on the blade and the rust on the blade are still there, as if there is no change at all.

What kind of material is this knife forged from?

Nightingale looked at it for a while and said helplessly: "It looks like it has a good handle, but if the gaps and rust on the knife cannot be worn away, it will be difficult to chop wood. How can it fight against the enemy? I am a sharpening stone. Even the ones in the Demon Suppressing Academy that specialize in sharpening treasures can't sharpen your sword. I guess it will be difficult to sharpen your sword again."

With that said, he returned the knife to him.

Luo Qingfeng took the knife and wiped the blade with his fingers, not paying attention: "It's okay, I can just use it like this. The knife has light, so it's okay to stab at the broken end."

Nightingale shrugged: "If that's the case, I suggest you use fists. By the way, have you practiced sword skills?"

Luo Qingfeng shook his head.

Nightingale looked helpless, but immediately comforted her: "It doesn't matter. Once you enter the Demon Suppressing Academy and accumulate more merit points, you can go to the Hidden Merit Pavilion to exchange them. Okay, let's eat."

Luo Qingfeng put away the knife and followed her into the kitchen to serve food.

Ah Ya was still sitting on the stove filling up the firewood, her pretty and young face illuminated red by the flames. Seeing him come in, she immediately lowered her head, as if she owed gold.

"Ah Ya, it's time to eat."

Nightingale shouted, with a hint of anger in her tone.

Ah Ya lowered his head, and after the two of them took the dishes out, he dared to raise his head and stand up.

Luo Qingfeng and Nightingale brought the dishes into the living room.

Ah Ya helped her grandma in the corridor.

In the living room, an old oil lamp was lit, and the dim light illuminated the room. Although it was not bright, it seemed particularly warm in this cold and dark night of late autumn.

A dilapidated courtyard with warm lights.

The four of them sat down at the table and ate their steaming dinner.

Nightingale piled most of the bones and meat in front of Luo Qingfeng and ordered: "It's all burnt. You should finish it. Don't waste it."

Luo Qingfeng lowered his head and ate silently, a warm current flowing through his heart.

The food on the table was eaten quickly.

Finally, all the plates and bowls were empty.

Nightingale smiled and joked: "That's right. If I make something mushy again in the future, I'll call you over to eat."

Grandma smiled and scolded her.

After finishing the meal and packing up, Luo Qingfeng did not stay any longer and said goodbye.

Nightingale sent him out of the door, accompanied him out of the alley, and warned: "Go to the inn and rest early. Get up early tomorrow. Come here and wait for me. I will take you to the Demon Suppressing Academy. Don't run around at night. There are Soldier patrolling the streets, you don't have an identity yet, if you are seen, be careful of being arrested."

Luo Qingfeng nodded, remained silent for a moment, looked at her and said, "Sister Nightingale, thank you."

Nightingale smiled, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why thank you?"

The moonlight was like water, falling on her beautiful face and tall and proud figure. Her long black hair danced gently in the night wind, adding a bit of charm and charm to her.

Luo Qingfeng changed the subject: "I owe you a total of 46 taels of silver, and I owe your sister a piece of gold, which is about five taels. I will remember it."

Nightingale smiled, as charming as a flower: "Not only that, you also owe me a good whetstone and a burnt dinner."

Luo Qingfeng showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Nightingale smiled and flipped her hair on her temples, and said, "Okay, I won't kid you anymore. You have to pay back the gold and silver. Forget the rest."

Luo Qingfeng whispered: "Yes."

Nightingale said, "Go ahead. If it's any later, the inn won't have any guest rooms."

Luo Qingfeng nodded and left the alley.

Nightingale stood at the entrance of the alley, watching his back. When he disappeared around the corner in front, Fang turned around and prepared to go home.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw a slender figure standing quietly in the darkness behind.

For some reason, Nightingale suddenly felt guilty and explained: "Ah Ya, don't think too much. We are just ordinary friends and have never met each other a few times."

Ah Ya didn't speak, his dark eyes looked at her in the darkness.

The two sisters returned to the courtyard.

The old man leaned on crutches and looked at them at the door of the living room. When he saw the two sisters coming back together, the old man suddenly sighed: "Aying, after the Chinese New Year this year, you will be 20 years old."

Nightingale walked to the yard, picked up the ax on the ground, put it in the corner, then lowered her head to collect the debris on the ground, and said nonchalantly: "I'm twenty, I'm twenty. Isn't it good to grow up?"

The old man looked at her and said: "It's time for men to get married, and for women to get married. Now that your father's foreign debt has been paid off, it's time for you to find a family."

Nightingale was silent for a moment, then raised her head and looked at her: "Grandma, I have told you many times that I don't want to get married yet."

She paused and then said: "If I have to get married, I won't get married. I will find a bride-in-law and live with us."

After saying that, she lowered her head and continued to pick up wood chips on the ground.

Seeing this, the old man knew that he could not persuade him, so he could only sigh.

At this moment, Ah Ya suddenly appeared behind Nightingale and poked her with his finger.

Nightingale looked up at her.

Ah Ya pointed blankly at the door, then at the ax in the corner, then at her, and then at the room.

Nightingale immediately laughed and said: "Girl, what are you thinking? Do you want that boy just now to marry into our family? How is it possible? I won't let myself down and become a son-in-law who is laughed at. I am. Do you think it’s possible to be a scholar, a scholar, and a better practitioner than your sister?”

Unexpectedly, Ah Ya nodded blankly.

Nightingale waved her hand and said, "Don't think about it, it's impossible for me and him."

After saying that, she stood up and carried the chopped wood into the kitchen.

Ah Ya stood in the small courtyard, lowered his head, and the natural look on his face turned into thinking.

Wangxing City is still lively at night.

Luo Qingfeng walked on the spacious streets, looking at the prosperous lights of thousands of houses in this city, and couldn't help but think of the dilapidated and desolate town outside again.

Some people were displaced and their families were destroyed.

Some people raised money and sang together all night long.

From the Luoxing River not far away, there came the beautiful sound of the piano and the singing of women, as well as the warm cheers of the spectators.Several luxuriously decorated boats were parked on the river bank with bright lights.

Several windows vaguely reflected the graceful and foggy figure of a woman, as well as the figures of people clapping and drinking excitedly.

Luo Qingfeng came to the riverside, stood behind the crowd, and watched silently.

The cold river wind blew, and some people were shivering from the cold, but they still stood by the river, stretching their necks to look at it, with a look of envy and yearning on their faces.

Most of them are down-and-out scholars.

In this world where demons are everywhere and everyone is martial, scholars are indeed of little use and there are not many places to make money unless they become famous through scientific examinations.

Of course, we cannot do without scholars.

The operation of a country's cities cannot all rely on a group of cultivators.

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the riverside for a few times, then turned and left, continuing to wander the streets of the city.

Soon, the night was getting dark.

The number of pedestrians on the street began to become sparse, and the lights in front of the shops began to go out one after another.

Towards the early hours of the morning, the streets became dark and deserted.

Of course, except for some special places.

When Luo Qingfeng passed a brothel, the woman upstairs and the woman at the door were all twisting their charming figures, shaking the handkerchiefs in their hands, and shouting sweetly: "Master, come in and play for a while, don't do it if it's not fun." Money!”

Some men strode in one after another.

Luo Qingfeng took a few glances and walked calmly through the door.

It’s definitely impossible to have fun without money.

To be able to open a brothel here, who doesn’t have a profound background and strong strength?

Why don't you give me money to try?

He has nowhere to go now, but he would like to go in and find a room to sleep, but he is penniless and has no courage.

Of course, he really just wanted to sleep.

I haven't slept for several days, and I'm still injured now, so I'm really sleepy.

He walked on the streets for a while and finally found a Guanyin temple.

The incense in this Guanyin Temple looks pretty good.

The incense burner was filled with the remaining incense, but the plate on the table was empty.

Apparently it had been visited by homeless people.

No matter how prosperous the place is, there are homeless people, unless for some reason, the homeless people are afraid.

Luo Qingfeng entered the Guanyin Temple and first looked around.

After seeing no one else, Fang sat down in the back corner and leaned against the wall behind him, preparing to sleep.

There was still cold wind pouring in from the door, blowing whistlingly.

He moved his position, hid behind the Guanyin statue, huddled in the corner, and closed his eyes.

Hold on for one night.

When he enters the Demon Suppressing Academy tomorrow and becomes a demon slayer, he will have a place to sleep.

He comforted himself in this way, and when he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly remembered the data in his mind.

It should have increased a lot.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, and two lines of blue fonts appeared in his mind.

[Progress: [-], can be promoted]

[The realm of four stars in the sky, progress: thirty]

The first line of data actually reached one hundred again!
He was a little surprised. When he thought about it carefully, his expression suddenly became complicated again.

The first line of data shows that only killing demons can quickly increase the process.

And the demon he killed...

It's a bit ironic to think about it.

He shook off the emotions in his mind, closed his eyes, and prepared to sleep.

It's not safe here. Someone or something will come in at any time, and you can't advance yet.

Only by finding a safe place tomorrow can we break through with confidence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. Suddenly, there was a strange figure in front of him!
He was startled, and just as he was about to punch him, he suddenly saw the person coming.

The person who came was none other than the naturally stupid girl A Ya.

"You...why are you here?"

He looked surprised.

The girl just looked at him and didn't speak.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly became wary again.

At this time, the girl stretched out a small hand, and there was a piece of silver in her hand.

Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and said, "For me?"

The girl squatted down, put the silver on the ground, then took out a branch and wrote three words on the ground: "Lend...to...you..."

While Luo Qingfeng was in a daze, she had already thrown away the branch, got up and left quickly.

"Lend me?"

Luo Qingfeng picked up the silver on the ground with confusion on his face.

You don’t even have the gold yet, so you take the initiative to borrow money?
Was it because you saw him living on the street with no place to sleep that you felt compassion for him?

This little girl... is so kind.

Luo Qingfeng held the silver in his hand and was secretly moved.

And this time.

Ah Ya walked out of the Guanyin Temple and looked back inside. A small cunning look appeared on his originally dull face.

"The more you owe, the more you owe. If you can't pay back the more, then you can... marry your sister..."

The little girl thought proudly and left briskly.

She decided to go out secretly to make money in the future, and then... lend him money again, so that he would never be able to pay back what he owed... in her lifetime!

(End of this chapter)