How many beauties are smiling, who is growing old by leaning against the alluring city?
Huairou looked at Du Jie leaving and sighed secretly. She knew clearly that she shouldn't say anything to Du Jie and that it was useless, but she couldn't help it.
Du Jie left Guanjiang Pavilion and had no intention of wandering around. He returned to the Huai Family's Yingbin Building early. Tianjisou saw that his precious apprentice came back so early, and he came over to ask in confusion. Du Jie said he wasn't feeling well and wanted to rest more, so he locked himself in the room.
Although Tianjisou was a little curious, he had more important things to deal with. He stared at a letter in his hand, which was brought by the fire spirit when he suddenly flew to him earlier. Tianjisou frowned as he stared at the letter. After a long while, he finally made up his mind and took out the fire folder and lit the letter.
The day in Huai Mansion passed quietly and busily as always. Only Huai Chou, the head of the Huai family, walked around his room like an ant on a hot pot. Seeing him restless, his wife couldn't help but said: "Husband, don't blame me for talking too much. How could Bi'er suddenly become angry?" He has a high fever, is it because the competition is approaching and he is a little timid?"
"How do I know! If he is so useless, I will break his legs!" Huaichou couldn't contain his anger and cursed angrily.
"Husband, let's calm down first. It's probably just an old illness. I'll go check it out tomorrow. Maybe it will be cured."
"So what if he recovers? How can he, a man who has just recovered from an illness, fight against that young man? No, I have to think of a way." Huaichou sat on the Taishi chair, closing his eyes and thinking of a way. His wife was beside him. Without answering, the whole room fell silent.
After a while, Huaichou opened his eyes. He knocked on the table with his hand, somewhat uncertain, and finally gritted his teeth and said to his wife, "I'll go find Dr. Song."
Dr. Song is the head of the three great officials of the Huai family. The three brothers of the Huai family were rescued many times by Dr. Song's wonderful hands and he was considered their benefactor to the Huai family. Therefore, Dr. Song's status in the Huai family is natural. Somewhat detached, I have my own separate yard. Huaichou took no one with him and left his residence alone to find Dr. Song. After he left, his wife's eyes flashed with a cold light and she said to herself: "You still have to use that thing after all! I think you won't be able to use it. When the time comes..."
When Huaichou came to the door of Doctor Song's courtyard, Doctor Song happened to be grinding medicine. Huaichou knocked on the door and went in. Doctor Song stood up to greet him. Doctor Song's real name is Song Yi. He was brought back by his eldest brother when he went out ten years ago. Since then, he has been living in Huai's house to treat his family members. He is considered to be honest and honest. When Huaichou saw him for the first time, he thought he was about fifty years old. But ten years later, Huaichou felt that Dr. Song seemed to be in his forties, which was very strange. Huaichou had also I asked him accidentally, but was dealt with vaguely.
Huaichou sat down in Song Yi's yard and sighed: "Old Song, if I didn't have to, I really don't want to come to your place. Alas!"
Song Yi was stunned after hearing this: "Master, have you encountered any difficulties? If you want me to do anything, just give me your orders."
Huaichou looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "I want to give Huaibi the Vajra Immortal Pill."
"What? Master, are you crazy? Not to mention damaging your ten years of skills like this, the young master may become a useless person!" Song Yi said in shock!
"How could I not have known that he would become a useless person, but now I have no choice but to do it. Tianjisou said he wanted to give the Huai family a chance, but I vaguely felt that he still wanted to leave the gun to the Du family, and at this time Huaibi suddenly I'm sick, by the way, Lao Song, go see Huaibi today, what's wrong with him?"
"Judging from the pulse, the young master is just a little weak. It's just an ordinary wind and cold. It probably rained last night and caught a cold. It's not a serious illness. Why is the master so worried about the young master?" Song Yi said
"Then did you notice anything strange when you went to see him today? For example, did you feel that Huaibi was a little different from before?" Huaichou said with a strange look on his face.
"Not the same? Not all patients look sick. It's just that the young master rarely gets sick in the past few years, so I see him less. But speaking of it, the young master can be regarded as a person with great perseverance. He has been practicing martial arts before. He was more or less damaged, but he never complained a word every time he took a bath in the medicinal soup. The taste of taking a bath in the medicinal soup was really unpleasant, and he actually didn’t say a word every time. I admired the young master a little. "Then Song Yi tutted and praised Huaibi.
"Then Lao Song, you didn't find anything else wrong?" Huaichou continued to ask.
"Is there something wrong? No, the young master is very weak. After checking his pulse, I prescribed the medicine and left. Oh, if something is wrong, it seems that the young master is less talkative than before. I haven't heard the young master speak. He just I kept looking at the roof blankly, maybe because I am weak, or maybe I am not happy because I cannot compete today." Song Yi said with some uncertainty.
After hearing this, Huaichou nodded and continued: "Anyway, I have decided to refine the Vajra Immortal Pill for Huaibi to eat. This is also for the Huai family. I think he will understand. If it succeeds this time Now, I will take care of my family and raise him for the rest of my life. This is much better than going to the kitchen to wash dishes before!"
Song Yi seemed to want to say something more, but he opened his mouth but did not say anything. Huaichou continued: "Old Song, you don't need to say any more. It's very difficult to refine this thing. Get ready. When you go tomorrow, take the medicine with you and find an opportunity for Huaibi to eat it. You must keep the Kowloon Soul Chasing Gun. Come to the White House!!”
"Okay, I hope the leader won't regret it." Song Yi could only nod helplessly in the end.
After breakfast the next day, Huaichou came to inform Tianjisou that everything was ready and the two children could compete today. Tianjisou nodded, turned around and called Du Jie to his side. After giving some instructions, the two of them walked to the competition ground together.
The Huai family's competition ground is a platform near the river. It used to be a rooftop sacrifice platform and had been abandoned for a long time. When the three brothers of the Huai family came here, they changed it into a competition ground. It is a beautiful place.
When Tianjisou and Du Jie arrived, Huaichou and Huaibi had been preparing for a long time. When they saw Tianjisou coming, they hurriedly greeted them. There were many people watching the excitement below the ring, and they all seemed to know that there was a good fight here today.
Tianjisou frowned, but didn't say anything. When he reached the stage, he came over to greet him with an ugly smile and said, "Excuse me, old gentleman."
Tianjisou returned a salute and said, "That's right. Then let's not delay anything and let the competition begin."
"Hold on! I also want to ask the old gentleman what kind of fighting method he uses. It's not just two young men playing with guns." Na Huaichou said with a slap.
"Oh? Listen to what this means. Does Patriarch Huai seem to have any good ideas? I am all ears." Tianjisou seemed to have known that Huai Chou would ask this question, and said in a leisurely manner.
"This... well, let me tell you my humble opinion first." Huaichou told Tianjisou about the three competitions that his wife told him that night.
After hearing this, Tianjisou nodded and said: "These two dolls have gun life. I have tested it. Since the Huai family is not willing to win or lose in a gun game, then just follow your method. Let's compete three times." On the field, the winner holds the Kowloon Soul Chasing Gun. Jie'er, give me the gun."
Du Jie took the gun off his body, Tianjisou took off the gun bag with his backhand, then found a position directly above the table, and released it lightly, and the Nine Dragon Soul Chasing Gun was inserted into the white jade table. Just this ugly gesture made my throat feel a little dry. The white marble platform was so hard that he didn't even notice the force Tianjisou used to forcefully embed the soul-chasing gun on it. It seems that the rumors in the world that Tianjisou's martial arts has reached the realm of transformation are true. Thinking of this, his desire for the Nine Dragons Soul Chasing Spear deepened.
After Tianjisou inserted the gun, he called Du Jie and Huaibi to him and said: "Let's start the competition. The competition is divided into three games, discussion, wrestling, and spear competition. The one who wins two of the three games is the winner. But after winning the Kowloon Soul-Chasing Gun for ten years, I will be fair, so I have no objection, right?"
Du Jie and Huai Bi looked at each other and said respectfully, "No."
"Okay, let the competition begin! The first item is about Taoism and marksmanship." With Tianjisou's voice, the competition for the Kowloon Soul Chasing Gun finally began.
On the other side of Huaijiapu, several large wooden boats suddenly came quickly on the river. Most of these boats were dozens of feet long. They could carry dozens of people with them without any problem. The flagpoles of the boats were all embroidered with a huge "" With the word "salt" in mind, these ships sailed towards Huaijiapu in the wind and waves.
On a ship sailing in front stood a white-faced scholar. The scholar was wearing a Su Luo robe, with a water-fire silk ribbon tied around his waist. She has a face like white jade, two willow eyebrows, and a pair of beautiful eyes. If she had this look on a woman, she would be a charming girl. But if she looked like this on a man, she would look a little bit evil.
