
His long journey made Guan Ning enjoy the gentleness he had never gotten, but if night fell he still could not forget the state at the blood-filled Si Ming Guesthouse, therefore he carefully examined one by one the cloth contained in the money, then....
He began to know the science of silat that he had never thought before, in the past the silat he learned was only a small speck of silat science that existed.
The handkerchief stored in the money was written about the science of inner energy that was very desired by all the martial people, every night until late, he was like a student who was facing an exam, he was like a student who was facing a test, overnight continuing to find out about the science of internal energy, he found no difficulty learning it.
One day, two days.…
The morning he was riding a horse, it should have been a very tiring journey, the night he never slept well, he wanted to find out about the depth of the inner science of energy written in the cloth.
Surprisingly, every day he was so busy, he never looked lethargic even better than before, once the air became cold, at night he remained sleepless, in thin clothes he sat alone, he never felt cold.
Therefore he realized that his efforts had not been in vain, he began to understand why Ru Yi Qing Qian had always been contested by martial world people, even if it had to be exchanged for his life.
But during the long-distance journey, keeping a secret from someone we love was a very difficult thing, several times he intended to tell Ling Ying his secret.
But many times he undoes his intentions, because in his heart there is always an inexplicable fear.
He was afraid that just because of a strand of Ru Yi Qing Qian, it would make him and Ling Ying quarrel, he also knew that Ru yi Qing Qian was an unlucky carrying object, this news has spread widely in the military.
So she felt no need to tell Ling Ying this secret, even though Ling ying was the one closest to her, but a strand of Ru yi Qing Qian that was not hers. He had to return this Ru yi Qing Qian to the owner that was.... Gong Sun Zuo Zu's.
Sometimes he felt angry at himself, why only he himself studied the silat found in Ru yi Qing Qian.
But he tried to calm his mind and rethink the impact if he told Ru Yi Qing Qian to Ling ying.
“This money was thrown away by Gong Sun Zuo Zu and then I picked it up."
Now that he looked at the magnificent wall that was in Bei Jing city, he had already forgotten about the thing that made him dizzy.
He thought, “The ones who left are finally back home too"
Wasn't Bei Jing city extending its hand to welcome his return?
As he entered Bei Jing city, Ling Ying shouted in excitement, the road in Bei Jing city was straight and flat, although the tree trees on both sides of the road seemed to fall, the leaves and twigs seemed dry, but from this atmosphere we can imagine if spring or summer arrived, the place must be very lush.
On the side of the road there was still an old man who was shouting, "Bake the yam..“.
His loud voice sounded all the way to a far place, making people feel like they are still warm yam.
Bei Jing City was a very beautiful and simple city. Ling Ying, who was used to traveling in the martial world when he saw this city, the blood in his chest following the old man's cry, floated in the direction of the wind, flying among the falling snow.
For hundreds and thousands of years, this feeling had never changed, just the simple merchant scream was enough to leave memories that were hard to forget.
Suddenly there was a carriage with four horses towing the carriage quickly ran. The coachman looked excitedly waving his whip.
As soon as he saw Guan Ning he immediately stopped his carriage and laughed while shouting, “Young Master Guan, you've come home, it's been two years you've only returned now, good thing you still remember, you still remember, with Bei Jing city and also still remember going home!“
Guan Ning laughed happily, in his heart he thought, "It's been two years, Bei Jing city has not forgotten me.“
He shouted, “Pak Laa San, turns out you still remember me...."
His voice was not finished yet, from inside the carriage there was already a head stuck out from the window, the head was filled with skewers made of jade and pearls.
As soon as he saw Guan Ning, there immediately came a spoiled voice half-screaming. “Young Master Guan you've come home, we really miss you You go anywhere? You never wrote us a letter, look you're so skinny now, even if it's nice outside, but it's definitely more comfortable at home."
His voice made Ling ying who was by Guan Ning's side see and hear. His heart felt bad, fortunately Lao San immediately took the horse carriage away from before them.
As soon as Guan Ning walked by Ling ying's side, Ling ying angrily said, "It's appropriate that you want to quickly go home to Bei Jing's city, it turns out that so many people are waiting for you.“
Suddenly Ling ying's voice turned sharp, "You're now so thin, otherwise you'll be a skinny ape"
While saying that Ling ying laughed, even though he was jealous but he could still restrain himself.
Guang Ning did not say anything, in his warm laughter, they passed through several streets. Along the way many people greeted Guan Ning, there were young warriors in luxurious clothes and others.
As soon as Guan Ning came home, they waited by the side of the road to say hello,
there was a student who came from the capital, they asked what the work of Guan Ning had been.
For the first time Ling ying saw Guan Ning actually laughing loosely, he began to know that Guan Ning belonged to the residents of the capital Bei Jing and it seemed like Bei Jing had one too.
Finally they entered a large street, the road that was south there was a red door, in front of the door there were two stone lions, silently crouching.
Ling Ying thought, “Maybe this is Guan Ning's home."
Along the way he always thought if he were to pay a visit to Guan Ning's house, what would his reaction be like?
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