I originally thought that when I returned to Zhuque Academy and met these senior brothers, I would go find Zhu Yourong and learn disguise and ventriloquism for a while.
After hearing about Li Xianyuan's rebirth after his severed limb, Chu Xiu felt filled with depression.
"Why is this good news so uncomfortable?"
Chu Xiu felt extremely depressed.
He really couldn't do it, and in this situation, he was happy for Li Xianyuan.
He felt despicable.
In fact.
He did indeed do something very despicable.
Can you just like someone else's wife?
Still thinking about the beauty hidden in the golden house!
"Is he still in the prison now?" Chu Xiu looked at the eighth senior brother Qi Yi and asked in a muffled voice.
Qi Yi nodded slightly, "Emperor Qian is probably waiting for you to come over."
"Qianhuang? What does it have to do with him?" Chu Xiu frowned, his face full of displeasure.
Qi Yi stared at Chu Xiu, "Junior brother, why do I feel that you are in a bad mood?"
Zhao Wangsun and Yang Jing also looked at Chu Xiu.
They both felt the same as Qi Yi, and they both vaguely noticed that this junior brother's attitude was not quite right.
Chu Xiu's heart skipped a beat and he said calmly: "I just came back, and the sweeping monk came to trouble me as soon as he screamed. Can I feel good?"
"Do you think Yiming is here to trouble you?" Zhao Wangsun frowned, "Then why does he want to help Li Xianyuan?"
Chu Xiu's eyes flashed and he said: "In the eyes of outsiders, I probably have an affair with Pei Yiren."
Zhao Wangsun, Yang Jing, and Qi Yi all suddenly realized.
Indeed.
Before attending Gu Chensha's wedding banquet, the junior brother in front of him very forcefully snatched Pei Yiren from the commander's office in front of Li Xianyuan.
In the eyes of some people who don't know the inside story, I'm afraid that my junior brother may be a lecher.
"I'll go to the Tianlao first to check the situation." Chu Xiu said and left directly.
He didn't dare to stay any longer. These three senior brothers were all smart people. The longer they stayed here, the less they would be able to protect themselves, the more these three senior brothers would notice something.
"No." Qi Yi suddenly shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Wangsun and Yang Jing both looked at Qi Yi.
Qi Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Where is Pei Yiren?"
Zhao Wangsun and Yang Jing were both startled.
Zhuque Street, outside Tianyao.
Chu Xiu rubbed his temples, feeling irritable.
He was hesitating whether to see Li Xianyuan first, who had returned to a complete man's body, or whether to see Pei Yiren in the inner space first.
"Why is it so difficult for me? I didn't take the initiative, so why am I the one who is struggling?"
Chu Xiu walked into the prison with a cold face.
No one dared to stop the Yiying Longyuan Guards who were guarding outside the prison.
Even a deputy commander of Longyuan Guard named Shen walked in front of Chu Xiu to guide him.
Before he reached the cell where Li Xianyuan was imprisoned, Chu Xiu stopped and turned to look at the old monk in the cell on the right.
Sweeping monk, Yi Ming.
Yiming sat cross-legged on the straw bed, raised his head, looked at Chu Xiu, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You have really good vision." Chu Xiu looked at the sweeping monk Yiming and said with a half-smile, "Just like you said back then, there is a spiritual light coming out of my head, and my bones are so pure and rare that they are rare in the world."
"My teacher has a pair of wise eyes." Yiming smiled, "Otherwise, why would I choose a poor boy like you? No matter what you look like now, in my eyes, you will always be the one with a clean slate, who specializes in the homes of your fellow villagers. A sneaky scholarly scumbag."
Chu Xiu's face turned dark.
At that time, he was alone, young, and devoted himself to studying the books of sages. Naturally, he grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.
Just be prepared to feel sad and don't mention it.
"When it comes to sneaking around, I can't compare to you." Chu Xiu sarcastically said, "How did you learn martial arts? Do you want me to help you brush up on it?"
Yiming smiled as usual, "In this regard, you are better than others. You dare not take credit as a teacher."
Chu Xiu stared at Yiming and suddenly asked, "Do you hate me?"
The smile on Yiming's face faded slightly and he asked: "Do you hate being a teacher?"
"Without you, I probably would have had to wait until I took the imperial examination at the age of seventeen or eighteen before I would know that there are still cultivators in this world."
Chu Xiu said truthfully, "You should understand that in the small village where I live, there are no practitioners."
Yiming nodded slightly, "Yes, it is the path of cultivation that I led you to as your teacher."
"You treat me very well." Chu Xiu continued, "I have never seen you show a ferocious face to me; for a long time, I did not believe that you would harm me."
"My master has indeed never expressed any ill will towards you." Yiming said warmly, "My master has taught you various martial arts principles and spent all his efforts to build a supreme foundation for you.
You can be where you are today and have contributed a lot to the teacher. "
"..."
Chu Xiu was speechless for a moment.
This man's face is as good as his own.
"You think, should I hate you?" Chu Xiu stared at Yiming.
"It shouldn't be." Yiming said bluntly.
Chu Xiu looked at the former master and nodded, "So, I don't actually hate you in my heart. All along, I probably just wanted to know an answer."
"Then do you think I should hate you as a teacher?" Yiming stared at Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu nodded again, "Yes."
"Oh?" Yiming looked at Chu Xiu lightly.
Chu Xiu smiled and said, "My luck is better than yours."
Yiming looked at Chu Xiu blankly and nodded slowly, "Yes, your luck is much better than that of your teacher.
My teacher, like you, was born in poverty and was alone.
You met Wei Shi, who joined Lingshan Temple.
You have your teacher, the wine Taoist, Mo Baicao, and the dean of the temple to guide you wholeheartedly. But as your teacher, I joined the world-famous Lingshan Temple, but I can only work as a handyman, cleaning those martial arts scriptures all day long.
Buddhism has always said that all living beings are equal; but why can one dust be able to practice various Buddhist martial arts, but as a teacher, I can only clean up the dust in martial arts? "
Chu Xiu was speechless.
In fact, he knew very well that if he changed places and became the sweeping monk of Lingshan Temple, he would definitely learn the martial arts of Lingshan Temple's Sutra Pavilion secretly.
And, I will never be ashamed of it!
"Back then, when I first joined Lingshan Temple, they said my talent was poor..." As he spoke, Yiming laughed, "Is my talent poor?"
"Obviously, their vision is not as good as yours." Chu Xiu said with a smile.
Yiming nodded, "It is indeed not as good as being my teacher. My talent as a teacher is not bad, at least it is better than most monks in Lingshan Temple.
Maybe it's bad luck.
After sixty years of hard training for my master, I finally left the mountain. I thought I would be able to become more famous than Lingshan Temple in this huge nineteen prefectures. Unexpectedly, I just came down the mountain and my master suffered a blow. "
"What kind of blow?" Chu Xiu was curious. As far as he knew, Master Yichen of Lingshan Temple arrested Yiming and returned to Lingshan Temple five years after Yiming escaped from Lingshan Temple.
"Nineteen states are actually very small." Yiming looked at Chu Xiu, "Back then, I met your senior brother as a teacher."
