For a city where there is not much rain in the past, unprepared torrential rains poured plantains, crooked fences, leaked roofs, and wet the goods that were transported, which is always annoying.
The streets and alleys of Wutongluo literally mean the dilapidated settlements where many plane trees are planted.
In Changling, dilapidated settlements are collectively referred to as peddlers, walkers, tenants and servants who do not have their own farms, and even idlers. Compared with ordinary streets and alleys, the environment of such people's settlements is naturally more difficult to produce a sense of elegance.
In addition to the fallen leaves blown by the wind and rain, there are also some foam mixed with vegetable leaves and chicken manure floating in the puddles on the uneven bluestone road.
Ding Ning's feet were completely soaked, and Ding Ning, whose body was covered with plaster, seemed to be a little anxious, but the Qiangong butter cloth umbrella in his hand was much better than ordinary umbrellas on the market, and it was also much heavier. This put a lot of burden on him. He had to change the hands holding the umbrella and the oil bottle from time to time, and also had to prevent the umbrella from being blown aside by the wind and rain, so he couldn't walk fast.
All the shops facing the street ahead were hidden in the dark shadows of the heavy rain and plane trees, and only a blue wine flag with no words could be vaguely seen fluttering helplessly inside.
Below the cyan wine flag is a small wine shop, the layout is no different from the ordinary self-brewed small wine shop. There are a few rough square tables in the hall on the street, and besides the wine cans, there are also wine bottles on the counter. The coarse porcelain vats for side dishes such as peanuts and pickled vegetables are used for brewing wine and the house where the restaurant lives.
After walking under the rainy eaves of the wine shop, Ding Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief, put away the heavy umbrella, shook his already sore arms, and casually scraped the mud on the soles and uppers of the shoes on the threshold, and left went in.
The wine shop was empty, without a single customer.
It's not that the business is cold on weekdays. Just by looking at the corners of the tables and chairs that are rounded and shiny by the sleeves, you can know how many times these tables and chairs are rubbed by people in a day.
It’s just that rich and elegant drinkers may not be in the mood to travel in this kind of weather, while those who don’t need elegance may be busy with their leaky roofs during the sudden rainstorm.
"You can't just rub off your shoes on the stone steps outside, but you have to rub it on the threshold?" An obviously displeased woman yelled from the inner courtyard, like a cool autumn wind, sweeping across the empty tables and chairs.
Ding Ning smiled nonchalantly, "Anyway, you don't want to do a good job in business. Even the original dozens of basic brewing processes, you will subtract a few at will, and you are afraid that there will be more mud on the threshold?"
There was silence in the courtyard for a few seconds, and then soft footsteps sounded, and the curtain separating the inner courtyard was lifted.
"If I had known that there were so many idlers coming to open a wine shop in this kind of place, I would never have listened to your idea." The cold voice of the woman who lifted the curtain was full of anger: "What's more Whether there is sludge at the door is a matter of personal feelings, not business."
Ding Ning thought for a while and said seriously: "I can apologize for the part about my personal feelings, but the business is too good and there are too many idlers, what does it have to do with me? At the beginning, if you want to live in Huajie and Liuxiang to inquire about news, you should be more on the safe side. When have you ever heard that a woman from a decent family with a decent life wants to take the initiative to join the flower house? Either she is a natural whore, but the whore and slut do not sell themselves, so It's unusual... Are you all fools when you are the supervisor of Tiansi and Shendu prison?"
The woman didn't say anything more, because she knew that everything Ding Ning said was true.
Including the sentence that she is too beautiful.
The beauty of the vast majority of women comes from their makeup and charm. Most of them have particularly beautiful parts or unique temperaments. Some women's facial features are even unattractive when viewed separately, but when they are put together, they are very special. Pleasant feeling.
But at this moment, the woman standing quietly in the cold wine shop is beautiful in every way.
Her facial features, posture and posture, whether you look at a certain part alone or look at the whole, are extremely beautiful.
Her age is not too young, but what's more terrible is that she is right between green and mature. The most common plain linen clothes give people the feeling that they are too beautiful.
The ordinary sackcloth was worn on her body, it looked like the most beautiful and most expensive clothes in the world.
Anyone who sees this woman will believe that the kind of beauty recorded in the books, full of pink and colorless face, exists.
She just stood there coldly, wearing the most ordinary clothes, but every part of her body seemed to be glowing, and they could stir the strings that made one's heart flutter.
Her appearance is very unusual, and her conversation with Ding Ning is also very unusual.
Because on Shendujian's preparation paper, her name is Changsun Qianxue, and her identity is Ding Ning's aunt, but no aunt would have such an atmosphere of rivalry with her nephew who depends on each other.
The wine shop was quiet and cold for a while.
Ding Ning's complexion gradually became serious. He began to recall the five supervisors who surrounded Zhao Zhan's small courtyard, and thought of the small courtyard that had been shattered into countless fragments in an instant. Many complex meanings began to fill his clear eyes.
"Zhao Zhan is dead, and Ye Celeng has returned." He said softly.
After a long period of silence, the beautiful woman frowned slightly, and asked indifferently, "Ye Celeng did it all by himself?"
Ding Ning guessed the woman's mind, and said seriously: "She is alone, but the formation formed by the five priests of Supervisor Tiansi made Zhao Zhan's vitality pour into the sky, and Ye Celeng was also injured. .”
"Is she injured?" Changsun Qianxue frowned slightly.
"I can't see the severity of the injury, but it is definitely injured." Ding Ning looked into her eyes and said, "Ye Celeng was born in Tianyi Sword Pavilion and majored in Lishui Shenjue. In this rainstorm, she is more injured than usual. Much stronger, so although she killed Zhao Zhan alone, since she was injured, it can only show that her cultivation base is actually almost the same as Zhao Zhan's."
The eldest grandson Qianxue thought for a while, "That is the lower grade of the seventh realm."
The tone of the conversation between her and Ding Ning was very calm at this time, just like ordinary chatting, but if the officials of the Shendu Supervisor could hear it, they would definitely be shocked to an unimaginable degree.
Although dozens of practitioners appeared in that back alley at one time today, several sword masters were so shocked that they spewed blood from the vented vitality, couldn't stand up, and looked extremely bleak, but On weekdays, any one of those sword masters could easily clear up more than a dozen such streets and alleys within half a stick of incense.
Only those with talent, fortune and unique physique can step into the ranks of practitioners.
For ordinary people, the word practice itself is an existence that is beyond reach. Practitioners who can practice above the six realms are destined to leave a strong mark in the history books of later generations.
Especially for a person like Ye Sishou, who is a god like Ye Sishou, his origins and cultivation techniques are all extremely mysterious. Even Jian Tiansi's enshrinement may not be clear, but to these two people, it seems that it is not a secret !
And if the old man in plain clothes and the elegant young man on the turret could hear the conversation at this time, they would be even more shocked in their hearts.
They are one of the most discerning people in this city, but if they can hear such a conversation, they will find that these two people can see more thoroughly than them in terms of cultivation!
A wind blew into the wine shop, messing up Changsun Qianxue's long hair.
This woman who was beautiful in every way casually brushed her messy hair, and said in a serious and commanding tone: "Go and wash it, then go to bed and wait for me, I will close the shop door."
Even Ding Ning was obviously stunned, and then had a bitter face: "Now...is it too early?"
Changsun Qianxue glanced at him, then turned around indifferently: "Maybe the coldness of this rainstorm is a little too heavy, and my true energy is a little unstable."
The relaxed expression on Ding Ning's face disappeared, and he said solemnly: "This is a very important matter."