I don’t know whether he lost his original interest or what, but in the past few days, Bo Jinhou came here obviously later than before. He came here just after midnight, dragging his tired body as if he hadn’t slept all night. His eyes were groggy and listless. Meeting Han Youyu accidentally that day was extremely uncomfortable for him.
It's really difficult for Bao Jinhou. This grudge is comparable to the hatred of killing his father. He knows who the enemy is and is still close at hand, but he can't do anything about him. It's strange to feel so good.
This is a knot in the heart, and it is better to tie it than to dissolve it. It is not convenient to talk about it in the middle of the night. This kind of hatred and hatred cannot be resolved no matter how much you persuade.
Bao Jinhou did not speak to the two of them. He meditated for a while, then picked up the giant ax and started playing with it.
My sister had already heard that Bao Jinhou was coming, and she knew it without saying a word. She suddenly felt a little pity for this young man who was now alone.
Without my aunt, I would really be a lonely person with no friends or care. Is it really unjustifiable for me to treat him like this?
Then he shook his head as if to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, secretly laughing at how sentimental he was. In such a big world, both myself and my brother are at home in different parts of the world, and it is enough to show kindness occasionally. Being indecisive and thinking over and over again is increasingly out of character for me.
"How do you think he's practicing?" My sister asked in a low voice.
In the middle of the night, he squatted aside and watched Bo Jinhou dancing with his giant ax without interest, without looking at his sister, "It's pretty good."
The answer was perfunctory.
"You're just praising him. It's up to you to decide whether it's good or not. I can't see it so I can tell if it's true or false."
My sister's tone seemed a little helpless.
Ye turned around in the middle of the night, looking at her sister pouting with amusement, "It's really good, at least some people in the world can't get close to her."
"For you to speak so brilliantly, are you really going to be in heaven overnight?" my sister teased.
Ye Sangen sneered, "Is that okay?"
My sister also got off the swing, rolled up her skirt, and squatted in front of her beloved brother. She was not afraid that Marquis Bao Jin would hear him, and said, "Don't you understand why I want you to teach him martial arts?"
In the middle of the night, he just stared at Bao Jinhou, but he also showed a kind of free and easy attitude that he had never seen before. "I don't want to know. You can arrange it as you wish. I'll just do it." He looked at his sister and said, "I know. You just won’t harm anyone.”
Sister stretched out her hand and stroked her head very firmly in the middle of the night, and smiled sweetly, "Fool."
He stopped talking in the middle of the night.
In this big world, I can only watch you cooking tea and listen to your jokes.
So very good.
The elder sister touched a few weeds beside the tree and gently pulled them off. She didn't know whether she was talking to herself or talking to her younger brother. She also tore up the yarrow roots that could be seen everywhere with her hands. You don’t want me to be offended. In the past few years, we have been traveling around incognito, and you have told me to mind my own business no matter what happened. But this time, that playboy Han Youyu clearly insulted me, and I don’t want to be blamed for someone like Wudang. The scumbag on the table asks you to find him again to bring bad luck, which is an extra step."
"Just think that my sister has been idle for three years this time, so she can use her rusty brain." My sister's eyes were staring at nothing, "How can I be worthy of being so far away?"
As if he thought what he said was funny, a string of laughter burst out from his mouth.
In the middle of the night, I looked at my sister, stunned. The atmosphere was quiet under the sun. This was good, really good.
"Look at the hexagrams I've made." The elder sister said suddenly, unable to see the look on her younger brother's face or the yarrow that she had thrown all over the floor.
In the middle of the night, I noticed that my sister was twisting grass to mark a hexagram. This method of twisting grass is a type of the Dayan method. However, the divination method that existed in ancient times does not count as an official career, regardless of marriage. Good or bad, good or bad.
"What kind of hexagram is this?" Since I was a child, I have often seen my sister making fun of things when she has nothing to do. She also makes calculations based on Liangyi, Sancai, Fourxiangs and Eight Diagrams. However, in the middle of the night, she is the least interested in this thing, and she still can't understand it now. Among them is the doorway.
"One changes to the Yang Yao, the second changes to the Yin Yao, the third changes to the Yang Yao, remembers the five roots, adds three talented people to the sixth number, good luck, the Eight Diagrams is the earthquake, the main factor is long, and it benefits the east."
Sister Zhen moved her head slightly towards the courtyard door.
"When distinguished guests come to visit, purple energy comes from the east."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the hospital.
I didn't expect who would come in the middle of the night. I didn't know anyone in the city. If it were the landlord of this courtyard and he had paid more than two months' rent, then the landlord wouldn't come here at this time.
In the middle of the night, he got up and walked to the courtyard door. He put his hand on the door bolt and was not in a hurry to open the door. He first asked: "Who is it?"
No one answered.
Ye San Geng did not open the door and remained motionless. After a few breaths, the knock on the door came again. He asked again but there was still no reply. Ye San Geng couldn't help but feel his strength sinking in his hands. He didn't know what was going on. If any accident happens, I will try my best to turn around and protect my sister immediately.
This is a habit left over from three years of traveling around and hiding in Tibet.
When the door opened, he saw Zhang Jiutian dressed in purple. On his right side was Zhang Jiuqing, a woman in blue clothes. Behind them, Han Kunpeng and Han Youyu stood side by side.
"Ye San..." Zhang Jiutian bowed, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a roar from the courtyard.
"You bastard, give me your life!"
But he said that out of curiosity, Bo Jinhou followed the late night to the door. Originally, he only saw two Taoist priests, and one of them was the female crown he saw yesterday. Looking back, he saw that enemies were meeting each other. Jealous.
But it was Bo Jinhou's roar that interrupted Zhang Jiutian and startled him. Revenge has now become an obsession for Bo Jinhou. He has been so stubborn in the past few days and may have already gotten into trouble. Even if he has not yet succeeded in martial arts, Bo Jinhou will still have to fight for a while.
In the middle of the night, I heard a sudden sound of wind behind me. Bo Jinhou was already running towards me, dragging his Xuanhua ax backwards. He took three steps and two steps to reach the distance of more than three feet in the blink of an eye. The long ax in his hand was also swung high, tearing the air. Usually, he struck straight at Han Youyu who had not yet recovered.
Although he didn't turn around in the middle of the night, he could hear the sound approaching. Han Kunpeng and Han Youyu brothers could be ignored, but Zhang Jiutian and Zhang Jiuqing, who were closest to him, were not fuel-efficient lamps. In the middle of the night, I could clearly see Zhang Jiutian's feet were all different, and he also slightly raised the whisk in his hand and separated his arms.
In the middle of the night, Bo Jinhou was thinking very quickly. There was no way Bo Jinhou could get any advantage in such a small space. He took a side step and slid away, then stepped back slightly and broke into the empty door in front of Bo Jinhou's chest, knocking him with a clever force. open.
Bo Jinhou was so hot-headed that he was completely disorganized. His base was already unstable, so Ye San Geng took three steps back. Before he could stabilize his body, he saw Ye San Geng turning sideways and raising his hand to catch him. The huge ax in his hand also stabilized the retreat of Bao Jinhou.
This series of actions happened in the blink of an eye. In the middle of the night, he moved to stand next to Bo Jinhou. Now the two groups were separated by more than ten feet.
"Young Master Ye San Geng is very skilled." Zhang Jiutian was quite polite. He praised Ye San Geng and bowed slightly to salute, which was really polite.
Ye San didn't say a word, he just put down the giant ax in his hand and grabbed Bo Jinhou's Mingmen with his backhand, dissipating the latter's brute strength. Thinking back to the conversation between the two people that I overheard last night, I was sure that the person these two people were looking for was actually me. After all, I still couldn't hide it and was actually found.
Ye San did not say anything, but my sister finally got up, patted the dirt on her hands that she had just wiped out some yarrow and mugwort, and followed the sound and said: "I was just leisurely poking out some yarrow and made a hexagram. It was calculated to be beneficial to the east, which has purple energy. When I came from the east, I didn’t expect that a distinguished guest would actually come to my door.”
"How are you, Miss Yeer?" Zhang Jiutian bowed again.
"Very good, he must be Taoist Master Jiutian." My sister also responded politely and said politely.
Zhang Jiutian looked at the pretty woman across from him with dull eyes, which confirmed the rumors at that time. He sighed inwardly, saying, "It's just a poor Taoist."
My sister stopped and stood right in front of Bo Jinhou, "I wonder why Taoist Master Jiutian came here?"
After all, she is from a famous family, and her sister is very generous in her dealings with others.
The two of them asked and answered questions. Zhang Jiutian no longer cared about the unreasonable behavior of the ax-wielding boy opposite him, and answered his sister first: "Pindao and Junior Sister Jiuqing were traveling down the mountain and passed by here. I heard my disciple mention the second lady. I am here with the Third Young Master in Lixia City, so I came here to make trouble, and I hope Haihan will come." As he spoke, Zhang Jiutian bowed his head again, and his words and deeds were quite satisfactory, making it impossible for anyone to find fault.
My sister sneered, "Can a monk who has taken refuge in the Three Jewels tell lies? This is a wrong view. He will not be able to take refuge in the Supreme Master's treasure, nor will he be able to rely on Master Xuanzhong."
This time Zhang Jiutian was speechless and just looked at his sister with a smile.
My sister didn't want Zhang Jiutian to speak either. Her words were full of words, and every word seemed to be sarcastic towards Zhang Jiutian. If the other party was a smart person, how could he argue with her?
My sister immediately said: "According to my understanding of Taoist Master Jiutian, you, a Taoist couple, are either lecturing in the Forbidden City, chanting sutras in the circle, or studying the thousands of Taoist scriptures in the Wudang Library. Maybe you have this time to visit the lower city? Besides, it is already the first month of the year. If the Taoist Priest is not going to the capital to prepare for the opening ceremony after the new year, how can he have time to come here to waste time? Taoist Priest Jiutian, don’t beat around the bush, there are Just say it directly."
Zhang Jiutian just smiled at the corner of his mouth, letting his sister not argue with what he said. Zhang Jiuqing's fiery temper could not frustrate his Taoist companion, and said sternly: "The little girl has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."
My sister's ears twitched and she said with a smile: "Taoist Master Jiuqing is here too. It's true that the weight cannot be separated from the weight. It's just that I was talking to Taoist Master Jiutian. What did you say? You marry and obey your husband. Don't you understand the three obediences and the four virtues?" ? Do you want me, an unmarried person, to teach you?"
"You..." Zhang Jiuqing was also speechless, but was stopped by Zhang Jiutian with a flick of his fly whisk. He took over the conversation and said: "What Miss Ye Er said is absolutely true. She is a poor person who has fallen into vulgarity. It's just that a few days ago, I received my disciple Sun Mi in the mountains. Xin, it seems that when he saw the second young lady and the third young master, he was not sure, so he sent the poor couple here to make sure."
"Are you sure?" My sister asked knowingly.
Zhang Jiutian chuckled and was noncommittal.
"Are you going to go back and resume your life with Zhang Jiuding?"
Zhang Jiutian still smiled.
"Does that mean we should spread the news throughout the world and tell everyone about me and my brother, especially the one you least dare to offend?"
Zhang Jiutian felt that the little girl in front of him was not only sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, she seemed to be able to infer everything from just one sentence of his own. At the moment, he seemed to be transparent and had no secrets at all.
Therefore, Zhang Jiutian still smiled.
"Well, you can do whatever you want, and I can't stop you. But before that, can the little lady discuss it with the Taoist Priest?"
Zhang Jiutian was puzzled and said, "Miss Ye Er, please speak."
"Does Taoist Master Jiutian know that my sister and brother are related to Han Youyu, a disciple of your sect?"
Zhang Jiutian was suddenly enlightened and said: "This is exactly what Pindao is here for. It was my disciple who didn't recognize Taishan and bumped into Miss Ye Er. I brought him here specifically to make amends. I hope Miss Ye Er will forgive me." As he spoke, Zhang Jiutian motioned to Han Youyu, who had never said a word until now, to come forward.
Poor Han Youyu, Zhang Jiuqing was beaten to the bed all day and night the day before yesterday. He finally got out of bed and was dragged here again - he never expected that these enemies lived so close to him. The place. Before I could figure out what was going on after I arrived, I was almost hit with an ax by that tall and thick-mannered young man holding an ax as tall as a human being. This would make anyone feel a little pity for themselves.
"Taoist Master Jiutian has misunderstood." Before Han Youyu could step forward, her sister stopped her and said, "I am a prime minister who can support a boat. Once it is over, it will be over. Why should I apologize to you? But you know that you are my disciple. Did you do anything else?"
Zhang Jiutian was stunned when he heard this. After coming to Lixia City, he had already learned the whole story from Han Kunpeng. It was nothing more than being kicked out by someone when he saw lust. It was regarded as provoking someone who shouldn't be offended. Other than that, Could it be that there is something else going on?
The sister turned sideways to let go of Bo Jinhou, who was blazing with anger as if he wanted to use his eyes as sharp knives to pierce Han Youyu through thousands of times, and said, "Ask him, he will give you a very satisfactory answer."
Now Bao Jinhou asked Ye Sangeng to control his veins, but he couldn't exert any strength. He just stared at Han Youyu with his eyes wide open, making this Wudang disciple with eyes higher than his head indescribably frightened.
My sister couldn't hear what Bo Jinhou was saying, so she could guess what was going on at this time. She was afraid that Bo Jinhou was so angry that he didn't want to say anything. My sister smiled and said, "I think I hate the noble disciples so much that I don't even want to talk to you anymore."
Zhang Jiutian turned to look at the two Han brothers, who were a little embarrassed. Now he was really curious about what Han Youyu, a guy who never stopped, had done something extraordinary, which made the ax-wielding boy in front of him become extremely angry when they met. However, Han Kunpeng's evasive gaze made Zhang Jiutian a little puzzled. Could it be that the two brothers had conspired to do something shameful?
"I would also like to ask Miss Ye Er to make it clear that if there is anything wrong with one of my disciples, I will deal with it impartially." Zhang Jiutian said with a sense of righteousness. He thought that because of his reputation outside, he would not harbor partiality and bend the law.
Han Kunpeng was also puzzled at this time. He also knew that the matter he helped his brother handle in the first few days was really inappropriate, but he was lucky and just hoped that the young man had nothing to do with that matter.
Things backfired, and Han Kunpeng clearly heard the self-proclaimed famous Miss Yeer saying, "Did Han Youyu, a disciple of your noble sect, kill an innocent woman in vain those days?"
Killing in vain.
innocent.
People's wives.
Every word is critical! Every word is heartbreaking!
After all, she was the far-off sister. With just a few words, the original scar was torn into a gaping hole.
What a big hole!
