Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

After morning practice, Jiang Wang went out as usual to buy breakfast.

The oil cake on Qingmu Avenue and the tofu pudding opposite Du Dewang were Jiang An'an's favorites during this time.

Pushing open the courtyard door, he saw an unexpected person.

This person had a simple and honest face, a strong body, and a large bundle on his back. When he saw Jiang Wang, he began to bow: "Mr. Jiang!"

It was Tang Dun, the catcher he had met in Tangshe Town. At that time, his simplicity and honesty had left a deep impression on Jiang Wang.

However, the bow was awkwardly done and the title was also very awkward.

Jiang Wang remembered that when Tang Dun was a child, he had been taught by a Confucian disciple, and "Mr." was probably the highest title of respect for him.

"Tang Catcher, are you here in Fenglin City for the external examination of the Daoist Academy?" Jiang Wang asked in confusion. "It's too early to come now."

March is the day of the external examination of the Daoist Academy every year. It is still winter now, and there is still a year to go.

"I'm not a catcher anymore. I quit." Tang Dun grinned. "It's not early. The Daoist Academy exam is so difficult. Do I not need to prepare in advance? I have thought about it. I will use a broken axe to smash the boat this time, and I will definitely pass!"

"...Burning the boats and bridges?"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! How else can Mr. Jiang have such a high level?" Tang Dun flattered happily, took out a cloth bag from his pocket, peeled off the three layers inside and outside, revealing a shiny silver ingot weighing about ten taels.

He stared at Jiang Wang with wide eyes: "Mr. Jiang..."

Perhaps he wanted to show sincerity, but he looked more like a catcher staring at a notorious thief.

"How many months are left before the Daoist Academy exam? Have you found a place to stay?" Jiang Wang asked.

In such matters, either you agree directly or refuse decisively. Hesitation is the most embarrassing.

"Not yet, not yet. As soon as I entered the city, I asked around for you. You have a reputation in the city!" Tang Dun raised his thumb and said a few words happily before saying, "I'll go find it now, right away!"

He handed the silver to Jiang Wang: "You take it first."

Jiang Wang patiently helped him cover the layers of cloth again: "Keep it for yourself. Renting a house in Fenglin City is not cheap. Starting today, I'm also going to teach my sister martial arts. You can come and listen. It won't be too much trouble."He took the door and said, "I'm going to buy breakfast now, let's go together? And ask the neighbors if there is a suitable place to live nearby."

"Okay!" Tang Dun carried a large package and followed eagerly.

This person is honest and reliable, and has some of the cunning that belongs to honest people, but it doesn't make people dislike him. Jiang Wang's impression of him is not bad. Of course, it may also be because of the little girl he only saw with bones and paintings.

In fact, there are empty rooms in the courtyard, and Tang Dun can live there. But first, their relationship is not good enough for that, and second, this house does not belong to Jiang Wang alone, and the feeling of peace is also important. He cannot let another person live in without asking for An An's feelings.

This has nothing to do with the person's moral character, but only concerns the feeling of "home" that Jiang Wang carefully maintains.

...

Wangyue Tower.

The best food and wine were all served, and even the several songstresses raised by Fang Zhe with heavy gold were singing and dancing in front.

Fang Heling invited Shen Nanqi to a banquet today, and he came with great fanfare.

Fang Heling smiled brightly and toasted frequently, while Shen Nanqi always looked like he hadn't slept.

"Come on, Shen Shixiong! I toast you this cup of wine, wishing you to rise step by step, advance in cultivation, and become one of the top three in this city!"

"I won't drink." Shen Nanqi pressed Fang Heling's wine glass with his hand, smiling but not smiling: "It's almost time."

Fang Heling was taken aback for a moment before realizing what Shen Nanqi meant, and then smiled: "Of course! With Shen Shixiong's talent, how could he not be fast?"

"I wish that I will go to the Guodao Academy soon. Wei Yan has killed so many people recently, he should also be promoted." Shen Nanqi turned his wine glass, squinting his eyes and said, "I'm almost there, right?"

This was not easy to answer.

"If you ask me, it's now. Shen Shixiong, you have the strength of the top three in the academy!" Fang Heling looked sincere: "Others haven't seen your mighty power in killing beasts in the San Mountain City area, but I have seen it with my own eyes. If you ask me, besides Zhang Linchuan Shixiong, it should have been you among the five-year students in the Three Cities Debate!

You didn't play, what happened? Lin Zhengren didn't even make a move, and the senior brother who played was defeated by Fu Baosong. What do you think of this!"

"Fang Heling, if you have something to say, just say it." Shen Nanqi smiled and looked at Fang Heling: "If you keep complimenting me like this, I can't stand it.""There really isn't anything I need from you, Senior Brother." Fang Heling moved closer and said earnestly, "I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Today, I invited you here simply out of admiration and gratitude for your care during our time in the Three Mountains Domain."

"I benefited from that incident in the Three Mountains Domain as well, so there's no need to thank me." Shen Nanqi slightly raised his eyebrows, "You suddenly being so attentive, and not asking for anything from me. Could it be that you want to be friends with me?"

"If Senior Brother thinks highly of me, it would be my honor!" Fang Heling looked very delighted, "Although I'm not very talented, my Fang family is still one of the three major families in Fenglin City. We can definitely support Senior Brother Shen's cultivation!"

Shen Nanqi laughed, "Heling, since you're being so straightforward, I'll be straightforward as well."

He leaned back in his chair, "I would have definitely disdained being friends with the old you."

Fang Heling nodded with a smile, "I was indeed immature back then."

"But as for the current you..." Shen Nanqi continued, "I don't dare to be friends with you."

Fang Heling's smile froze.

Shen Nanqi asked, "Do you know that you now resemble someone?"

"Who?"

"To be precise, you're just trying hard to imitate some external things." Shen Nanqi stood up, patted his shoulder, "Fang Pengju."

With that, he walked away. "Forget about being friends. You can still come to me for business."

Back in the outer sect, Shen Nanqi was one of the senior brothers who had a high opinion of Fang Pengju. This was also the reason why the Fang family was able to establish a connection with him.

"Senior Brother Shen, take care!" Fang Heling still managed to squeeze out a smile as he watched Shen Nanqi's retreating figure.

Thump, thump, thump.

The sound of footsteps going downstairs faded away.

The singing and dancing had stopped at some point.

The expression on Fang Heling's face slowly disappeared. He suddenly stood up and flipped the entire table over!

Some shadows that had been looming over his head, he thought he had already torn them away.

He had put in countless efforts, tearing away layer after layer.

In the end, he realized that it was an entire sheet of darkness.

It was impossible to tear away.