Chapter Eighty-Three: Are You Sick?

For two days, Pei Feng has been concentrating on writing his own book of the Washing the Pulp Sutra, and Xiao Banxian has not been idle, after teaching Pei Feng the method of translating the Washing Essence Sutra three times, he did not know where to go, until the eleventh day of the first month, he appeared on the ice in the center of Phoenix Lake like Pei Feng.

At this time, Xiao Banxian was standing in the pavilion in the center of the lake watching Pei Feng practice boxing, seeing that the other party was addicted to boxing moves and looked serious, somehow, his heart suddenly swelled with an unprecedented emotion.

After watching Pei Feng for a long time, Xiao Banxian, who has never smoked, took out a cigarette for a rare time, and then "snapped" and lit it with a lighter, but he did not hold the cigarette to his mouth, but put the cigarette upside down on the bench on the north side of the pavilion, and then looked up at the dim sky in the north, looking distracted, as if he had fallen into some distant memory.

It wasn't until most of the cigarette was lit that Xiao Banxian reacted, smiled bitterly, and nodded again and again: "Yumo, you can it, it's really good!" ”

"Shh

On the other side, Pei Feng had stopped practicing boxing, and was walking towards the pavilion, until he landed on the steps of the pavilion, he breathed a sigh of relief, allowing his body to relax naturally, and then looked back at the ice layer under the steps that was less than an inch thick, and saw that there were only a few subtle cracks left on it, and then his face showed a satisfied look, no longer dignified, no longer cautious.

As soon as he turned around, Pei Feng, who was originally satisfied, was suddenly stunned, and he saw that Xiao Banxian's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Immediately, Pei Feng turned his eyes and saw the cigarette standing upside down on the bench, and knew that this Xiao Banxian must be mourning someone, and he was sad.

"Brother Xiao?"

Hearing Pei Feng's name for himself, the smile on Xiao Banxian's face became even more bitter, and he muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, collected his emotions, turned his head to Pei Feng and asked, "Xiaofeng, what's your birthday?" ”

Pei Feng was stunned, it was the first time he was called like this by Xiao Banxian.

However, Pei Feng didn't care, just looked at Xiao Banxian with some puzzlement, not knowing why he suddenly asked about his birthday, but still said, "September 20th." ”

"Ninety-nine, right?" Xiao Banxian's voice suddenly became slightly trembling.

"How do you know?" Pei Feng said unexpectedly.

"Uh...... Didn't you tell me before that you're seventeen, I'll do it myself. Xiao Banxian's face froze, and then he made himself look more natural, and said lightly.

Pei Feng nodded, always feeling that Xiao Banxian suddenly became weird.

"You and I, now we are also masters and apprentices, I haven't asked you about your family situation, your parents, what do you do?" Xiao Banxian continued.

Pei Feng hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed, he didn't know Xiao Banxian's background now, and his family and identity were so conspicuous, if he said it unabashedly, would it cause some unnecessary trouble? But Pei Feng thought about it, no matter what kind of background Xiao Banxian had, he was now his master after all, a teacher for one day and a father for life, no matter what he said, he should treat him with sincerity.

After a pause, Pei Feng said truthfully: "My family is in business, and the Pei Group in this city is my family's industry. As for my parents......" Speaking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "My father is the executive director of Pei's Group, Pei Hong, and his mother has passed away and is from Beijing. ”

Xiao Banxian was silent for a moment, touched his chin, lowered his eyes and said: "Well, so that's the case, no wonder your martial arts talent is so high, I have long heard that your grandfather and your father are both masters of boxing, and now it seems that the tiger father has no dogs." ”

Pei Feng smiled and didn't answer.

Xiao Banxian suddenly asked, "Are you interested in going abroad with me?" ”

"Huh?" Pei Feng immediately felt a little confused, and said, "Why? Why should I go abroad with you? ”

Hearing this, Xiao Banxian was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, shaking his head and smiling, thinking, "Although I am free abroad, I have made too many enemies, how can I put the people closest to me in this world in danger?" What exactly am I doing now? Is it confused? ”

The second monk Pei Fengzhang was puzzled, and wondered, what happened to this Xiao Banxian today, why did he want to talk for a while, and stop for a while, could it be that he was so embarrassed by competing with Wu Tun?

Thinking of this, Pei Feng said straightly: "Brother Xiao, is Wu Tun really that powerful?" Why do you look so gloomy now? ”

Xiao Banxian was stunned for a moment, and laughed silently: "What did you kid say?" I'm afraid of Wu Tun, that old boy? The depressed mood just now was swept away.

Pei Feng smacked his lips twice and said: "Listen to Xiao Ling, Wu Tun was a master of splitting and hanging at the beginning, and then learned Baji Boxing from you, as the saying goes, Baji plus splitting and hanging, ghosts and gods are afraid, besides, I see that Wu Tun's hand when he left two days ago has at least reached the realm of Danjin, if you want to win him, I'm afraid you have to waste a lot of effort, right?" ”

Xiao Banxian shook his head with his hands and said with a smile: "No, I will beat Wu Tun, and I will catch it." ”

Pei Feng didn't speak again, thinking to himself, anyone can brag.

Xiao Banxian looked at Pei Feng's appearance, as if he had guessed what he was thinking, and frowned slightly: "Don't you believe it?" ”

"You can beat him, I believe it, you say you beat him, you can catch him, I don't believe it. I can feel that there is a breath of qi in Wu Tun's body, and that qi is extraordinary, even more domineering than the qi displayed on your body. Pei Feng shook his head, looked at Xiao Banxian's eyes and said.

"Really?"

Xiao Banxian said lightly, and then his right hand suddenly struck out, and with a "poof" sound, the back of his fist hit the vermilion pavilion pillar next to him.

Pei Feng was stunned, and then he heard the sound of "click, click, click" three sounds of wood breaking from the top of his head, and saw that there was fine soil falling from above in front of him, and he suddenly knew that something was wrong, and the pavilion was about to collapse!

Then, Pei Feng didn't say a word, and directly took advantage of the short time before the pavilion collapsed to perform a dragon drawing step, ran a few steps outside the pavilion, and jumped towards the lake area with thick ice.

Before Pei Feng stopped, there was a sound of the pavilion collapsing behind him, and when he turned around, the pavilion had become a pile of ruins, and Xiao Banxian was standing on it leisurely, looking at himself proudly.

Pei Feng and Xiao Banxian stared at each other for a while, and the former suddenly shouted, "Are you sick?" Good pavilion you smash it! ”

Xiao Banxian looked at Pei Feng calmly with his hands behind his back and said, "Don't you have doubts about my strength?" Then I'll show you what to see. ”

This book was first published in Reading Rim