"Where am I?"

Zhang Chaozhong felt that his eyes were a little dazzling, but the sunlight came through the window and fell on his eyelids. His eyelids moved slightly. Zhang Chaozhong slowly opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange bedroom.

He was not lying down, but lying on his stomach. The injury on his back was still aching, which immediately reminded him of what happened last night.

"I'm not dead? Did they capture me alive?"

Zhang Chaozhong's expression gradually became a little strange.

He pushed himself up, intending to take a closer look through the window, and found a familiar figure in the yard outside... practicing swordsmanship, if this could be considered swordsmanship.

"Boss Ning is not dead anyway? What is going on?"

Zhang Chaozhong fell into deep thought and couldn't figure out why he could survive in the situation last night, and even Ning Qi was alive and well. Where were the two guys who were chasing him?

squeak.

The door opened, and Bei Xiao came in with a basin of water, placed it on the bedside, and said to Zhang Chaozhong: "Master said that the injury on your back still needs to be cleaned up, but he said that you can do it yourself

Come on, come out and have some porridge after cleaning up."

After Bei Xiao finished speaking, he turned around and left. But after leaving the door, he felt a little strange. Why did that guy look so familiar? It seemed like he had seen it somewhere before.

Zhang Chaozhong had the same feeling. Naturally, he didn't know that Bei Xiao was the beggar he saved from Kuang Yun. The Bei Xiao at that time was very different from what he is now.

However, from Bei Xiao's words, Zhang Chaozhong could learn the accurate news that he had indeed survived, although he had no memory of everything last night. In order to know this, he quickly cleaned his wounds.

Then he put on the green cloth shirt that Bei Xiao brought for him and walked into the yard.

Beimeng held her chin up and watched Ning Qi practicing her sword in boredom. Seeing Zhang Chaozhong's arrival, Beimeng's eyes suddenly showed a hint of curiosity.

"woke up?"

Ning Qi put away his sword and stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.

"Um."

Zhang Chaozhong stopped talking and glanced at Bei Xiao and Bei Meng.

"You two go out to play."

Ning Qi waved his hand.

Bei Xiao and Bei Meng looked at each other and knew that their master had something to say with this guy, so they reluctantly left the yard and went to the store.

After the two left, Zhang Chaozhong raised his hands to Ning Qi and said, "Boss Ning, I don't know what happened last night. Why am I still alive, and even you..."

"I'm not sure. They left after you fainted."

Ning Qi said.

"Um?"

Zhang Chaozhong looked at Ning Qi blankly.

"It sounds really dangerous..."

Ning Qi sighed.

"This... I'm really sorry. I almost put Boss Ning in danger. Those guys probably won't let me go easily. I'll leave now."

Zhang Chaozhong's face turned red and he quickly cupped his hands.

When he left, he solemnly saluted Ning Qi: "Thank you very much, Boss Ning."

Anyone else would probably not dare to leave him here after seeing such a scene. But Ning Qi did, so he would naturally have to thank Ning Qi. As for how he survived, he could only look for clues in the future.

Inside the store.

"Master, who is that guy?"

Beimeng asked curiously.

Bei Xiao's ears also perked up.

"Have you forgotten Zhang Chaozhong who saved you?"

Ning Qi smiled.

"Is it him!?"

A look of surprise flashed in Bei Xiao's eyes, and then he regretted it. Zhang Chaozhong was also his savior. To be precise, Zhang Chaozhong directly rescued them. Although he took action because of Ning Qi, but

After all, he was saved, but this time he failed to recognize the other party and express his gratitude, which made Bei Xiao regretful.

"You were still young at that time, so it's normal if you don't remember."

Ning Qi smiled.

After a pause, he said, "The iron material will be shipped soon. Bei Xiao will go and take a look at it for me. The quality of the iron material was a bit low last time. If this time is the same as last time, I'll ask the third person not to send it over."

"good."

Bei Xiao nodded, turned around and walked out of the store. Seeing this, Bei Meng said to Ning Qi, "I'll go and have a look too." After saying that, he quickly followed Bei Xiao and disappeared around the corner of the street together.

Perhaps it was because Lao San’s iron material this time was really the same as last time, but he didn’t deliver it until evening, and Bei Xiao and Bei Meng didn’t come back either.

Ning Qi sat in the store until seven or eight o'clock, and there were no pedestrians on the street, so he slowly closed the store door.

In the following days, there was no news from Bei Xiao and Bei Meng.

"Xiao Qi, the headhunter here has sent people to look for them. As long as Bei Xiao and Beimeng are still around here, they will definitely be found. Don't worry."

Chen Asan walked into the silk shop and said to Ning Qi.

"Brother Chen, they are already so old. What danger could there be? If they can't come back, they must be delayed by something."

Ning Qi smiled.

Chen Asan was a little surprised. Ning Qi didn't seem to be worried about the two little dolls at all.

Just like when Ning Qi persuaded him that Chen Huan would definitely come back, he was always so confident.

After Bei Xiao and Bei Meng disappeared, Ning Qi's life continued as usual, without much change. The only difference was that fewer and fewer matchmakers came to propose marriage, but many people were attracted by the disappearance of Bei Xiao and Bei Meng.

, brought his own children to the door and wanted to become a disciple and learn the skills of making swords, but Ning Qi declined them all using the excuse of ancestral skills.

In the blink of an eye, another twenty years passed.

Twenty years ago, Chen Asan was almost seventy years old. After these twenty years, he had passed the age of eight and nine and almost became the oldest person in Qingshi Town. His wife Chen was originally older than Chen Asan.

He was still more than ten years younger, but he left on the cold winter night last year.

Ning Qi helped organize the funeral, because Chen Asan no longer had the energy to organize the funeral. The business in the store was basically taken care of by the helpers hired by Chen Asan. Chen Asan had nothing to do, so he stood in the silk shop with a cane.

At the door, looking towards the street corner.

Most of the shops on this street have changed owners. Some have inherited their father's business, and some have retired and transferred the store to others. But everyone knows that Chen Asan is looking at the corner of the street, waiting for him.

When his son came back, many people chatted privately about Chen Asan's unfilial son, guessing that he might have died outside.

Ning Qi has been in Qingshi Town for more than 40 years. When he came, he was in his prime, around eighteen years old, but now he is sixty, with gray hair. Apart from practicing swordsmanship for a short time every day, his business

It has also become done once every six months. Every six months, only

Knowing how to make swords, perhaps because of this reason, there are not as many people coming to buy swords as before. Most people have heard that Zhang Chaozhong, one of the four masters, has died somewhere unknown.
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