"Elder brother, is master inside?"

At the entrance of the courtyard, Lu Linxuan saw Jiang Yunqing walking towards him with an iron sword in hand, and wanted to say a word.

Men who are mature, stable, outstanding in appearance, and have good temperament are often fatally attractive to young girls who are just beginning to have feelings.

Especially in the process of getting along day and night, there is another man who is smooth-tongued and loves to speak quickly.

As the saying goes, it’s not that I am too outstanding, it all depends on the support of my peers.

It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless. Mature men often like mature women.

Of course, there are also some people with special hobbies, but Jiang Yunqing is obviously the normal one.

Lolita may be cute, and girls may be attractive, but how can they compare to the charm of a mature woman?

"Um"

Jiang Yunqing glanced at Lu Linxuan lightly and nodded.

"Senior Brother, there is a sword technique in "Qinglian Sword Song" that I have never been able to figure out. I was about to ask Master, but I was afraid of disturbing Master's afternoon tea time. Senior Brother happens to be here, can you teach it to Senior Sister?"

Lu Linxuan gently tiptoed and lowered her head, as if she didn't want Jiang Yunqing to see the blush on her cheeks. She held the iron sword behind her back with both hands, tightening and loosening to help herself relax.

"Sorry, I have something else to do!"

After saying that, without waiting for Lu Linxuan to respond, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure quickly lifted up to two or three feet high. He stepped on the wind several times and moved about, and disappeared in an instant.

"Shen Nong Jue" mentions a method of lightening one's body and practicing divine walking, and Jiang Yunqing worked hard on it.

Lu Linxuan raised his head in surprise and looked around. He couldn't find any trace of Jiang Yunqing and stamped his feet angrily.

"snort"

There was mostly a hint of resentment in the moan.

"Lin Xuan, come in!"

Uncle Yang stood at the door of the main room, obviously hearing the movement in the courtyard.

"Okay, okay, master..." Lu Linxuan's face froze, and his face suddenly fell.

She actually had no problem. She just saw Jiang Yunqing bringing tea to Uncle Yang, so she came to the entrance of the courtyard to block Jiang Yunqing's arrival.

But she didn't expect Jiang Yunqing to show any mercy this time. He would never refuse her "legitimate requests" in the past.

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Returning to his small building, he closed all the doors and windows. There was no light in the dark room, it was so quiet that no sound could be heard, and even his breathing became empty.

Memories that had been buried for more than 20 years gradually emerged in my mind. Scenes in bed, in the dormitory, in class, and in the Internet cafe appeared one by one, and all the focal points were fixed on an anime poster. , the words "The bad guy who paints rivers and lakes" intersect with each other.

Using this as a guide, the memory of this anime gradually became clearer.

Outside the city of Yuzhou, Tuogu in the Bamboo Forest, learning skills in Jianlu, entering the world for the first time, the Xuanming Sect, Tongwen Hall, and Huanyinfang are fighting over each other...

In the end, Li Xingyun fought against Yan Jun of the Xuanming Sect in Jianlu, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was taken back to Zhongnan Mountain's Hidden Soldier Valley by bad guys. Uncle Yang spent his entire life cultivating himself to save Li Xingyun in exchange for his life.

The memory stopped abruptly. It was not that I only remembered so much, but that it was affected by the death of my beloved master, Uncle Yang, and my mind was confused. As a result, I could not maintain a state of trance, and the gradually clear memories became blurry again.

When I first watched the anime, Uncle Yang died to save Li Xingyun. Jiang Yunqing was only briefly moved by the master-disciple and father-son friendship between Uncle Yang and Li Xingyun, and then he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the subsequent plot.

But now in this world, his relationship and connection with Uncle Yang are much deeper than those between Li Xingyun and Uncle Yang.

As long as the scene of Uncle Yang's death comes to mind, his calm thoughts will become irritable.

"No, I have to do something!" Jiang Yunqing forced herself to calm down.

The master's death was all planned by the bad commander, just to cut off the master's influence on Li Xingyun and force Li Xingyun to join the game.

This is a conspiracy. The master cannot get rid of the control of the bad guy. His former status as a bad guy makes him unable to get out of the chessboard even if he has lived in seclusion for many years.

And because of Li Xingyun's bloodline, in the bad handsome layout, the master is destined to be the fertilizer that promotes Li Xingyun's growth.

Jiang Yunqing's brain was working rapidly, deducing and listing every possibility of his intervention.

Unfortunately, all the deduction results were failures.

The fundamental reason is that he does not have the strength to overturn the bad handsome chessboard.

Bad people have been hidden for many years, and it is easy to shake the general trend of the world. It is not something that he, a small soldier and a general, can shake.

So, is the only way now to enter the game?

Apart from the players, there are also chess pieces that can affect the chess game!

He may not be qualified to be a chess player, but as a chess piece, Jiang Yunqing thinks he can still give it a try.

After all, his existence itself is a variable.

He didn't expect to be able to influence the entire chess game, he just hoped to win a chance for Uncle Yang.

Although Jiang Yunqing was unable to bring Uncle Yang into the role of father because of his rebirth, even though Uncle Yang regarded him as his own son.

But as his mentor, Uncle Yang was emotionally no different from his biological father.

Now Uncle Yang asked him to go to Qi Country at this time, undoubtedly to get rid of him and not want him to be involved in the turmoil centered on Li Xingyun.

This may be the only way Uncle Yang can think of to protect him!

"But Master, am I really an outsider?"

The "Shen Nong Jue" was running in his body, and strands of vitality seeped out of his body, and a strange fragrance suddenly filled the claustrophobic room.

The fists were clenched tightly, and the long white fingers were only slightly calloused.

“I have to give it a try after all!”

After getting up and opening the door and window, Jiang Yunqing had already put on a warm smile when the light shone on his face.

After a little tidying up, a few changes of clothes, some dry food, some commonly used medicinal materials, and some necessary things for practicing medicine were stuffed into the medicine box.

Carrying the medicine box, I came to Uncle Yang's small courtyard. In the courtyard, Lu Linxuan was practicing swordplay. Uncle Yang was coaching beside him, with an extremely serious face showing the attitude of a strict master.

Jiang Yunqing pushed the door open without politeness. Unlike Li Xingyun, he was prohibited from learning martial arts.

In fact, Jiang Yunqing has learned Qinglian Sword Song and Taixuan Sutra very early, but his talent in this area is really poor, and he is not as good at learning as Lu Linxuan is now.

"Have you packed it up?"

Seeing Jiang Yunqing come in with the medicine box, Uncle Yang's expression did not change. In the eyes of Lu Linxuan and Li Xingyun, he had always been a strict teacher, but this could not ruin his performance. However, the reluctance shown in his eyes betrayed him.

"Um"

Jiang Yunqing responded softly, seemingly choking, but the look in his eyes became more determined.

Uncle Yang saw all this and regarded him as his disciple and was reluctant to say goodbye to him.

He walked up to Jiang Yunqing and helped him tidy up his messy collar. A smile inevitably appeared on the corners of his mouth with several nasolabial folds.

Jiang Yunqing suddenly remembered that when he was brought back to Jianlu by Uncle Yang as a beggar, he could not wear the clothes of this era. Uncle Yang helped him get dressed, and then taught him step by step how to get dressed.

But he didn't know why. It seemed that just like his talent in martial arts was inexplicably poor, his collar was always not straightened well. Every time Uncle Yang saw it, he would straighten it for him.

The process is silent, except for the final sigh: "But I'm a little stupid!"

But this time, Uncle Yang was different from usual.

After adjusting his collar, he patted Jiang Yunqing on the shoulder.

"Okay, go early and come back early!"

The last two words of Uncle Yang's words were a little heavy, which made Jiang Yunqing's suspicion even more serious.

"Master, apprentice, please feel your pulse!" Jiang Yunqing said suddenly.

"Go, go, my teacher's body, don't you know it yourself?"

Uncle Yang waved his hand, with some disgust on his face.

"As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself. The disciple is going to travel far away. If something goes wrong with your old bones, will the disciple come back and inherit the sword house? It's better not to leave!"

Jiang Yunqing piled up the medicine boxes and looked like I wouldn't leave.

Uncle Yang frowned slightly, did this boy discover something?

"Hmph, brat, since when have you become so glib? I don't know if Li Xingyun taught you bad things, or you taught Li Xingyun bad things!"

He flicked his sleeves and handed his wrist to Jiang Yunqing.

Although it was clear that Jiang Yunqing's city definitely had ulterior motives, as long as he left, he would not be involved.

Jiang Yunqing placed her fingers on Uncle Yang's veins. The internal energy flowed through the meridians, nourishing them just like a young man's. His body couldn't be healthier.

His eyes flickered slightly, and the internal force in his body gathered into a stream, slowly entering Uncle Yang's body.

Uncle Yang looked thoughtful, and Jiang Yunqing made it clear what he had discovered.

Could it be that what I just said leaked the truth?

While Uncle Yang was thinking, Jiang Yunqing had already sealed his inner energy into a secret acupoint of his.

Shennong Jue's internal energy is derived from eating plants and trees. It already condenses the medicinal power of plants and trees, and it is purified twice by the cauldron in the chest. Its medicinal power is even more amazing. It can cure diseases and save people, and it is easy to hold back when dying.

"gone!"

After doing this, Jiang Yunqing calmly picked up the medicine box and turned around to leave.

"well!"

Uncle Yang looked at Jiang Yunqing's leaving figure and let out a long sigh.

When Jiang Yunqing walked out of the courtyard, he saw Li Xingyun walking towards him carrying a basket of medicine.

Wearing red clothes, with a necklace hanging around his neck, his not-so-long hair tied into a high ponytail, he has good facial features, and he is also a handsome boy. He is only a hair's breadth different from Jiang Yunqing, but his temperament is far inferior. It is said that he is disappointed. A thousand miles is not an exaggeration.

Of course, talking about temperament with a half-year-old ghost is a bit bullying.

"Xingyun, you came to hand in your homework so early today? This is not like you!" Jiang Yunqing looked at the medicine basket behind Li Xingyun and joked.

In the past, Li Xingyun was very passive and slow at work. Although he could always complete his homework, he basically didn't come back until dark.

As for the reason, it was just that he went to practice martial arts secretly.

As the saying goes, it's better to block than to open up. When Li Xingyun had his idea, he was not stingy. "Tai Xuan Jing" and "Qinglian Sword Song" were all handed over to Li Xingyun.

Anyway, Li Xingyun knew how to learn secretly, so it was better to give it to him directly to avoid any problems caused by secretly learning.

"Senior brother, are you going down the mountain?"

Li Xingyun's eyes also noticed the medicine box Jiang Yunqing was carrying. There were several bags of dry food hanging on the hook on the left side of the medicine box, but the place where the medicine hoe and sickle were hung on the right side was empty. It was obvious that he was not collecting medicine.

"Well, let's go down the mountain to practice."

Jiang Yunqing put his arm around Li Xingyun's shoulders and pulled him around.

"Tell me what you want? Senior brother will bring it to you when you come back."

Li Xingyun has long been used to Jiang Yunqing's sometimes startled temper. After a moment of thought, he said: "There is nothing in particular that I want, but I would like to ask my senior brother to help find out the whereabouts of the two of them!"

"who?"

Jiang Yunqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and roughly guessed who Li Xingyun wanted to find based on the content of his previous in-depth memories.

"Xuanming Sect, black and white are impermanent!"

As he spoke, a stern look flashed in Li Xingyun's eyes. This was the first time Jiang Yunqing had seen this naughty boy.

"no problem!"

Jiang Yunqing smiled, showing two rows of big white teeth, and did not refuse Li Xingyun's request.

This is basically not a difficult matter. As long as Li Xingyun appears in Jianghu, the Black and White Wuchang belonging to the Xuanming Sect will naturally come to his door.

He patted Li Xingyun on the shoulder and told him: "While I am away, you must take good care of Master and Junior Sister. It may take a long time for me to go out. If there is any news, I will send someone to the bamboo forest outside the valley. Remember not to leave." Let Master find out, otherwise you will definitely be taught a lesson."

"Yes, I will!" Li Xingyun nodded.

"gone!"

Jiang Yunqing didn't wait for Li Xingyun to reply, then tightened the strap of the medicine box, waved back and left.

Li Xingyun looked at Jiang Yunqing's leaving figure and silently clenched his fists.

Li Huan's death always stimulated his nerves intentionally or unintentionally, and it took him a long time to calm down.

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"Come in!"

Uncle Yang shouted softly, which made Li Xingyun tremble.

Looking back, I saw Uncle Yang standing at the door of the courtyard, with dozens of unsatisfactory expressions on his prim and serious face.

"Teacher, master."

Uncle Yang didn't respond, just turned around and walked into the courtyard.

It could be seen that Uncle Yang was not in a good mood, so Li Xingyun had no choice but to follow him in. He had to hand in his homework anyway.

"You come in too!"

Uncle Yang entered the courtyard and glanced at Lu Linxuan who was practicing his sword. His tone did not improve at all.

Li Xingyun, who was following Uncle Yang, winked at Lu Linxuan, quietly pointed at Uncle Yang in front of him, and then gently touched his cheek with his other hand, showing a bitter and resentful expression.

Lu Linxuan shook her head slightly. She didn't know whether she really understood Li Xingyun's statement, or whether she didn't understand what Li Xingyun was talking about at all.

Cross the threshold and enter the main room.

Just like eight years ago, Uncle Yang was sitting in front of the small case, and Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan were kneeling on the futon below, except that Jiang Yunqing was missing from the side.

"You really want to go down the mountain?" Uncle Yang stared angrily.

Li Xingyun glanced at Lu Linxuan first, and then gently raised his head to look at Uncle Xiang Yang. His gaze was like a sword, which made Li Xingyun feel hairy in his heart.

"What's wrong, what I just said to my senior brother was probably overheard by my master!"

The more Li Xingyun thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

"In that case, I'll give you this chance!"

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