I want to cultivate swordsman

At the last moment, my aunt was cooking in the yard.

Xu Zhiqiu took his younger sister to ski on the road of Wutong Street.

In fact, it's not skiing, it's Xu Zhiqiu walking in front, Xu Yueyao squatting behind and grabbing her sleeves with her hands, so as to be able to slide in the snow without moving.To be honest, Xu Zhiqiu didn't feel the slightest pleasure from it, he was just playing around with the little girl, but Xu Yueyao was having fun and urging his elder brother to walk faster from time to time.

The two slid from the east side of the street to the west side of the street, and then from the west side of the street to the east side of the street.

During the period, I also bought two freshly baked biscuits from Wu Xunqi.

"Is it tasty?"

Wu Qi looked at Xu Yueyao expectantly, the latter was busy eating sesame seed cakes, and didn't bother to answer, so he just nodded his head seriously to show that it was delicious.Wu Chiqi was overjoyed immediately, smiling until his eyes were narrowed, and then chatted with Xu Zhiqiu.

The two of them didn't have much to talk about, just chatting casually.

While chatting, Wu Chiqi suddenly fell silent, poked his head and looked around the corner of the street, as if he saw some acquaintance.

Xu Zhiqiu also glanced subconsciously, and saw a policeman walking from that direction, wearing purple clothes, with a long knife on his waist, about forty years old, and looking very shrewd.

The catcher walked steadily and quickly, and he came to him from the corner of the street in a short while. At this moment, Wu Qiqi waved his hand suddenly, and said to the catcher: "Yo, this is not the head of Xing. Well, rare guest, rare guest, do you want to eat some biscuits?"

Hearing his greeting, Catcher Xing stopped in his tracks, and responded with a smile: "It's a good feeling to eat sesame seed cakes. You are so kind, so Catcher must try one, but let's say it first, I didn't money."

Wu Qiqi's hand that was about to take the biscuits stopped immediately.

Catcher Xing immediately stretched out his finger and poked it: "I think it's a bit difficult to eat a sesame seed cake from your hand for nothing, that's all right, don't be dazed, take one out quickly, give money, give money, not just a copper Well, this head catcher can afford it."

Wu Chiqi laughed again, and while speaking obediently, he took out a sesame seed cake and handed it to Butou Xing.

Xu Zhiqiu, who was standing by the oven, didn't interrupt, and silently looked at the purple-clothed head catcher.

"Well, not bad, the biscuits are baked very well."

Xing Butou took a few mouthfuls of sesame seed cakes, then seemed to remember something, stepped forward a few steps, and asked Wu Qiqi: "By the way, I want to ask you something, there is a man named Xu Heqiu, hiss." ...Mother, I can't remember, it seems that his name is Xu Zhiqiu, and he lives in this street, right?"

"Xu Zhiqiu?" Wu Xueqi was stunned suddenly.

Xu Zhiqiu who was standing by the oven was also stunned.

Xu Yueyao, who was eating sesame seed cakes, raised her head when she heard someone calling her eldest brother's name.

"What the hell, don't you know?" Xing Butou saw that Wu Qiqi was stunned and did not speak, so he misunderstood, "No, I heard people said that it was on Wutong Street. Don't you know people on the same street?"

Wu Chiqi scratched his ears, "Knowledge is knowing..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiu took the initiative to take a step forward and cupped his hands: "Is this head catcher busy?"

Catcher Xing turned his head and waved his hands: "It's something, but it's a secret of the county government, don't inquire about it."

Xu Zhiqiu was also a little dazed this time, hesitated for a while, and said again: "But I'm Xu Zhiqiu next, I don't know what this head catcher wants me for?"

"What!" Hearing Xu Zhiqiu's self-introduction, Xing Tutou choked on the biscuits he had just gnawed into his mouth, and hit his chest several times with his fist before swallowing.

He stared, glanced back and forth at Xu Zhiqiu's body, and finally said in surprise: "You said you are Xu Zhiqiu, the one who trained in the Qingyang Sect...Xu Zhiqiu!"

"That's right, that's right, this is Mr. Xu." Wu Chiqi interjected, proving Xu Zhiqiu's identity, and at the same time he was very curious.

"Mother, it's a coincidence that the person is right in front of you." Catcher Xing flashed a bit of embarrassment, and then quickly returned to normal, pulling Xu Zhiqiu involuntarily and walking towards a place where no one was there.

Wu Xunqi wanted to follow behind and have a look, but Xing Butou called him back.

Xu Yueyao was not very curious, seeing that her eldest brother had something to do, she obediently gnawed on the biscuits in her hand.

Catcher Xing brought Xu Zhiqiu to an empty tree. Xu Zhiqiu didn't understand what he was going to do, but he didn't take the initiative to ask. After all, the other party wanted to find him, so he would naturally give an explanation.

Sure enough, after stopping for a while, Catcher Xing took the initiative to say: "Young Master Xu, ah, that's not right, it should be Xu Xianren. I heard that you went to Widow Pan's house to drive out ghosts last night. Is there such a thing?"

In one sentence, Catcher Xing then added: "Don't get me wrong, the thing is like this, Widow Pan went to the county government to report the case today, saying that someone was selling ghosts in the county, and we learned something from her. You ask, but are there really ghosts?"

Seeing this, Xu Zhiqiu didn't think too much about it, and nodded his head as an admission.

Catcher Xing knocked on him and nodded, his face suddenly became a little gloomy: "My dear mother, there is really someone so courageous. It seems that I will have to report to the county lord later. This is not a trivial matter."

Xu Zhiqiu didn't answer, but asked, "Why didn't the shopkeeper Pan from the tofu stall come?"

"She is still in the county yamen." Xing Butou explained: "The yamen is in a mess now, and everyone is too busy to take action, so recording statements and painting portraits have to be postponed, and she can't leave. Place, oh, there is more...Xu Xianren, I didn't come to you just for this matter, in fact, there are other things I want to ask for your help."

"Looking for help from me?" Xu Zhiqiu was puzzled.

Xing Butou explained again: "Yeah, Xu Xianren has to help, otherwise the yamen will not let it go, and the group of people will quarrel around every day, and they can't be driven away. I really can't stand it..."

Catcher Xing complained a lot, said some irrelevant things, and finally turned to the main topic.

"Speaking of which, it is to help us find people. Not long ago, five hunters went to Wangxian Mountain to hunt, but they still couldn't come back after ten days. The family was anxious and kept urging us to go to the mountains to find people. That's it. thing."

"Wangxian Mountain..." Xu Zhiqiu frowned slightly after hearing Xing Tutou's explanation: "But I have never been to Wangxian Mountain, and I don't know the route there, so how can I help you find someone?"

Xing Butou waved his hand and said: "We can find someone by ourselves. The main reason to bring Mr. Xu is to fear that there will be monsters in the fairy mountain."

"It turned out to be like this, then I should go to Xuanyun Temple to find the old Taoist priest." Xu Zhiqiu said.

"We went, we went yesterday, but the old Taoist was not there at all. I heard from people nearby that we went to Fucheng, and it will take a few days to come back, so we can only invite Xu Xianren to go. After all, you are in the Qingyang Sect. After many years of cultivation, you should know some methods of exorcising ghosts and killing demons."

"But……"

Xu Zhiqiu was still a little hesitant, but Xing Butou rushed to say: "Xu Xianren can't refuse, it's five lives, no matter what, I have to find it."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes, and without waiting for Xu Zhiqiu's answer, he turned his head and left in a hurry.As he walked, he said: "When you were in the yamen, I was waiting for the immortal, and I hoped that I would not be late."