Seeing Xu Heng's "frightened" discolored face, Shangguan Tingxue's heart blossomed, and he happily added: "Sister-in-law, you see that my brother still wanted to cover my mouth just now!"

"Sister-in-law three times," Xu Heng shook his head, full of sympathy for the girl in his heart, "Listen to Xue, pray for many blessings." ”

Su Su is really not a suitable person to joke, and her many jokes in Xijing have annoyed her.

Now Xu Heng has something to say, and he doesn't joke when he is idle, especially this kind of messy relationship. Although their tacit understanding has reached the level of Lingxi, in this matter, Su Su is unpredictable to Xu Heng.

The woman's gaze came, Xu Heng quietly took a step back, raised his hands in front of his chest, and said categorically: "I didn't teach it!"

Su Su turned her gaze to the girl: "You call me sister-in-law?"

"Uh, yes. The special aura of the woman in Tsing Yi made the girl a little uncomfortable, he had realized that this situation was not right, but he hadn't figured out what was wrong.

"I think it's not your sister-in-law yet, so I'll call it after I get married to your brother. Su Su stretched out his hand towards Xu Heng, who obediently handed over the bag of pastries, and the woman put it in the girl's hand, "Also, the truth that your brother gave you, you better listen, it will always be useful." ”

After saying these two words, the woman in Tsing Yi turned around and walked into her room.

The two were left in surprise.

"Brother, do you think, Sister Su, it seems a little strange. Shangguan Tingxue pinched the pastry in his hand and looked at the young man beside him with some uncertainty.

"It's not a little strange, it's very strange!" Of course, Xu Heng noticed the abnormality, and chased after him after speaking.

As soon as he walked to the door of Su Su's room, Jiang Zuo suddenly appeared beside Shangguan Tingxue: "Someone is here, master." ”

At this time, the sound of three knocks on the door came very steadily: "Is Brother Xu Heng here?" Fengshan sent Ge Shante to visit. ”

"Ge Shang, why did you come here at this time?"

Ge Shang has a tall figure that is common to Jiangbei people, with a comfortable face, white clothes and brocade belts, and his temperament is not dusty, but it gives people a sunny and clean feeling. It makes people feel good at first sight, and he is one of the disciples of various sects that Xu Heng made friends with in Leijiabao at that time, and he is also a few who have a good relationship.

During the three days of staying in Anyang County for repair, Xu Heng was not idle all the time.

In addition to practicing, he also visited nearby sects. The Toyoyama faction is one of them.

Except for some people who are destined for you, most of the other friendships are not established by a single meeting, friendships need to be maintained, and you need to move around from time to time. Ge Shang is a very good person, Xu Heng is very optimistic, it just so happens that Fengshan is not far from here, Xu Heng took the opportunity to climb Fengshan and find Ge Shang to play nearby.

At that time, I was chatting, but I told him that I would leave this place when I met him today.

But why did he come to him again?

With a move in his heart, Xu Heng stopped, turned around and walked towards the courtyard gate.

When he passed Jiang Zuo, he patted him on the shoulder, signaling that there was no need to be nervous. Xu Heng opened the door with questions, and it was Ge Shang, the eldest disciple of the Fengshan Sect, who was standing outside the door.

As soon as Ge Shang saw the young man in Xuanyi, he said eagerly: "Xu Heng, you haven't left yet, it's really good." ”

Xu Heng suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Brother Ge, you are in a hurry to find me, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, didn't you say that you were going to wait for the Bladeless Sword Master Pu Feng here? ”

"Yes, I really didn't wait, I don't know what news Brother Ge got?"

"Last night, the Bladeless Sword Master was assassinated by the Dark Killer, but it didn't work......"

Sure enough, the ominous foreboding came true.

Xu Heng smiled bitterly in his heart: Couldn't it be that you can't spend it peacefully in Julu County once?

……

Xuanguang Temple in Julu County, in a quiet meditation room on the mountain behind the temple, the monk Wusi is meditating and chanting.

Accepting Xu Heng's arrangement, Wusi set off from Xijing more than a month earlier than Xu Heng and them, but because he walked most of the time, he arrived three days earlier than Xu Heng and his party.

Xu Heng had an old relationship with the abbot of Xuanguang Temple, and he had Xu Heng's letter introduction without thinking, and he lived in the temple smoothly. He was also given special treatment to a quiet Zen room, which was convenient for reading the scriptures and participating in Zen.

It has been six days since he arrived at Xuanguang Temple, and he has been reading the scriptures and doing his homework step by step all day, rising at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, no distractions.

The monk Wusi seems to be very satisfied with this life, not arrogant or impatient, and silent in his heart. Only when practicing martial arts every day will the other side of the mighty and domineering be revealed.

Every morning, the silent martial arts performance in the forest has become another kind of homework, just like the homework that must be done every day.

Even in the middle of a rush, it won't stop.

If Xu Heng saw the monk's skills, he would be surprised by the high level of his martial arts, which was not much better than the first-class masters on the rivers and lakes. However, because he was moved by the God of Wealth and deviated from the Three Realms Temple that he had practiced since childhood, Xu Heng became suspicious, which made the martial arts of this monk of the Three Realms Temple unappreciated.

Thoughtlessness is not really thoughtlessness, he knows Xu Heng's concerns, but he is not ready to defend anything.

Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid.

There was still some time before the catastrophe struck, and he had a chance to change the impression he had left on the minds of others.

In the evening of this day, he held a ring knife in his hand and practiced a set of knife techniques.

After one hundred and eight whirlwind knife techniques, he followed the momentum of the last move to collect the sword, turning from movement to stillness. The bronzed skin stands silently like a brass Buddha statue in the sunset.

"Good, good skills, good knife skills!"

A few weak clapping cheers rang out, and in the silence it seemed incomparable, and with the sound, a young man in a black and white robe walked out from behind an ancient tree. The young man has a handsome face and a dusty temperament, but a trace of gloom between his eyebrows destroys the immortal feeling of the young man in Taoist costumes.

The God of Wealth Temple is the head of the hundred people, Zhong Xiuzhen.

"With such martial arts, Xu Heng didn't know about appreciation at all, so he casually made a promise to send it away, so that such a capable person's good time was wasted in vain in this mountain grassland, why does the master have to succumb to this?"

"Amitabha, donor, poor monk has long told the truth about his future plans, since the donor already knows the result, why must he be obsessed?"

As soon as Zhong Xiuzhen appeared, Wusi knew what he meant. As early as when he was in Xijing, Zhong Xiuzhen had already come to visit, and Wusi clearly refused his wooing.

But I didn't expect that after coming to Julu County, Zhong Xiuzhen would appear again.

It is a great credit to pull to Wusi, Zhong Xiuzhen naturally will not give up easily: "This is not the time, the master defected to Xu Heng to no avail, isn't there half a point of resentment?"

"When the poor monk left the Three Realms Temple, he thought about the difficulties he would face in the future, and he thought that he could still bear it. The incomprehension of the world at the moment is nothing. Wusi folded his hands, placed the ring knife in the crook of his arms, and saluted Zhong Xiuzhen.

"The master's ambition to save the world is beyond the reach of my generation, but it is not necessary for Xu Heng. If I can prove to the master that Xu Heng is not the best candidate, is the master willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light?"

Zhong Xiuzhen threw out the main purpose of today's coming, and his eyes were blazing and he looked thoughtless.

The naked monk has no sorrow or joy on his face, as if he has not heard of it.

After reciting a Buddha name in a low voice, he stopped speaking.