Chapter 137: over one person 8
Wang Ling buried all the clansmen. Surprisingly, she set fire to Wangjia Village.
At this time, the sky was very dull, with dark clouds, and occasionally a cool breeze blew, and it felt very heavy.
Standing on the spot and watching for a long time, Wang Ling sighed silently, and when she turned to look at Ning Qiu, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Aunt Ning, let's go."
One day, she will kill her enemies with her own hands to pay homage to all the souls of Wangjia Village.
"Let's go." Ning Qiu nodded lightly.
When night fell, the group went to the gate of Xuzhou City and found an inn to stay.
As soon as they stepped in the door, the shopkeeper took a few glances, and then quickly walked out from behind the counter, with a complimenting smile on his face, "Oh, a few of you are objective, are you staying in the store or hitting the tip? what."
"Stay in the hotel. Come to two good guest rooms." Ji Ping glanced at him, then took a silver ingot from his arms and placed it on the stage, "Is that enough."
"Enough is enough." The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed with joy.
And after seeing Ning Qiu and the others going up the corner of the stairs, he glanced at the beggar wandering at the door, then the beggar nodded, turned and walked into the crowd.
Little Er led them up, arranged the room, and took some reward money, which made things more agile.
Ji Ping put Ning Dong on the bed, Wang Ling followed behind and closed the door.
Ji Ping opened the window and looked at the street below, and found a beggar looking around from time to time.
"There is something wrong with this shopkeeper."
When they entered the city gate, they were followed.
"Isn't this normal? The portraits of the few of us have been circulated in the major sects of the rivers and lakes." Ning Qiu sat down and poured a cup of tea.
Just as she touched her lips, Wang Ling said quickly, "Aunt Ning, be careful there is medicine in it."
Although she is young, she has a lot of experience with her father, and she has witnessed that kind of inferior means many times.
"Don't worry, I don't dare to be so bold." Ning Qiu smiled and took it to heart.
Wang Ling was nervous for a while, but she was relieved to see that Ning Qiu was still fine after drinking the tea.
She sat on the round stool and put the giant hammer at her feet, her tender face was already mature for her age.
"I'm sorry, it's all because of me that you were hunted down together." Wang Ling lowered his eyes and looked very guilty.
She now has the responsibility of respecting and protecting the Qiankun Hammer because it is an ancestral thing, but she also has a lot of resentment in her heart.
If it wasn't for the Qiankun Hammer, her clan would not have died, and even her father would fall in front of her.
"Without you, we would also be hunted down, so we don't need to have a psychological burden." Ji Ping walked back and sat down beside Ning Qiu, "But it is rumored that there are martial arts secrets hidden in the artifact Qiankun Hammer. , does your Wang family know about this?"
Wang Ling also knew that Ji Ping and Ning Qiu had no intention of robbing him, so he relaxed his vigilance along the way.
"I don't know, my father has never told me since I was a child. I just said that this Qiankun hammer is the ancestral treasure of their royal family." She shook her head, also very puzzled.
"If there is any exercise, my father will definitely tell me, and he can practice it himself. But my father is very good at striking iron and casting swords, but not much in martial arts."
Wang Ling believed that Dad would not lie to her, that is to say, the claim that there are martial arts secrets in the Qiankun hammer is completely false.
"This is very strange." Ji Ping frowned deeply, he always felt that things were not so simple, but he couldn't find the reason.
As long as there are rumors of artifacts appearing, then this place will be destroyed, such as Yunjian Villa, or Wangjia Village.
Ji Ping lowered his eyes and pondered, "I once thought that someone deliberately spread this rumor and then used a knife to kill. But it took seven years to get nothing."
"Don't let me know who it is, you must kill him to avenge Dad!" Wang Lingqi's face was twisted a little, she clenched her fist and hammered it down.
However, the table clicked, and immediately there was a crack in the middle, and then it was divided into two halves and shattered.
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Ji Ping held a teacup in his hand, saw Wang Ling's blushing embarrassment, he smiled heartily, "The little girl's strength is indeed quite strong."
Ning Qiu's eyes were quick, and he hooked up the teapot. At this moment, he poured another cup of tea for himself, "Natural power."
"Well, I am born with divine power. Dad said, I should be the descendant of Wangjia Village, and I will definitely do more with less in the future." Wang Ling scratched his hair, a little proud.
At this time, she forgot her troubles and looked childish.
"No wonder, I can break Lei Shiyang's sword with my bare hands." Ji Ping nodded knowingly, he just thought it was because of deep internal strength, but later found out that it was not, it was more technically achieved. a little.
Wang Ling explained: "Ever since I can remember, I have followed my father around in the iron-making room and grew up in the sword-casting room. What is the flaw in a sword, how can it be easily broken, I'm the best at it."
"In this way, you should recognize who owns my sword." Ji Ping was interested, he took down the soft sword on his waist and put it on the table for Wang Ling Look.
Wang Ling picked it up and observed it for a while, and then tapped on the sword with his fingers bent, very graceful.
As expected of the descendants of iron and swordsmiths, this craftsmanship will not disappear with her.
"If I'm not mistaken, your sword should be from Master Xunzi." Wang Ling frowned, looking at the lines on the sword and the sound it made, she guessed this more and more certain.
Ning Qiu glanced at Ji Ping, and from his slightly surprised expression, he knew that Wang Ling was right.
"How did you see it?" Ji Ping asked curiously.
The soft sword is not an excellent sword, but it is a good sword. Because it is an early work by Master Xun, it is not well-known.”
Speaking of what she is good at and proud of, Wang Ling's eyebrows are colorful, and Kai Kai's talk is very smart.
"Master Xun had a relationship with my grandfather. And I..."
She was silent for a while, then seemed to let go of the sadness in her heart, and resumed her smile, "And last night, before my father left, he told me that he wanted me to go to the Sword Burial Valley. It is Master Xunzi's territory."
"Then why did you choose to go with us?" Ji Ping retracted his soft sword and began to doubt Wang Ling.
From the conversation just now, we can know that this is an extremely calm and intelligent little girl, and will not follow a stranger for no reason.
Wang Ling smiled, "I don't choose to follow us, but I want to discuss cooperation with you."
"It seems that the conditions of this cooperation, you are very confident that we will agree." Ning Qiu raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Ling, she did not pay attention to her little thought In, from hiding and not leaving, I know that things are not that simple.
However, with such a shrewdness and planning at such a young age, it is worth looking forward to how far it will grow in the future.