Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Living Are Happy
Su Ming knew that even if he explained it again, it would be useless, so it was better to end this matter earlier. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Thinking of this, Su Ming held back the grievances in his heart and nodded towards Zuo Benlei, who was facing him.
Zuo Benlei breathed a sigh of relief, turned to Sima Zhi and showed a few big white teeth.
"Little sister, Zijue knows it's wrong, it's for my sake, forget it!"
Sima Zhi still looked puffed up, and Zuo Benlei pushed Su Ming again. Su Ming glanced at Sima Zhi timidly, and somehow, when he saw the other party, Su Ming actually forgot the pain on his body a little, and he was not very angry in his heart.
"That...... Miss Sima, I'm sorry! ā
Su Ming held back for a long time, and finally called her a girl, because she was the same age as herself. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Zuo Benlei again, and after seeing that he did not react, he turned to Sima Zhi.
Hearing this, Sima Zhi was also entangled in his title, and his face was slightly soothed, anyway, his two blows made Su Ming uncomfortable.
As soon as the anger subsided, Sima Zhi returned to the grief of losing her brother, and her forehead was heartbroken.
"When Mr. Sima died, something was left behind."
Su Ming looked at him like this, and felt a little unbearable in his heart, even he didn't expect that he would casually pull out a lie.
Zuo Benlei next to him moved when he heard this, and immediately turned his head, why hadn't he heard Su Ming say it before. But after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he felt that it was wrong, and immediately understood Su Ming's intentions.
This Sima Zhi raised her head suddenly, stared at Su Ming, as if she had noticed something, and glanced at Zuo Benlei again, feeling more and more that there was something wrong with it, and couldn't help but have some doubts.
"But brother, why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
Seeing Sima Zhi's suspicious face, looking at himself, Zuo Benlei was calm, neither red nor panting, so he made a deep groan, turned his face a little surprised, and then looked at Su Ming with a very peculiar look.
Zuo Benlei hadn't spoken yet, but when Su Ming saw this kind of look again, his heart was a little hairy. Today, my teacher has hurt me more than once.
"Zijue, why haven't I heard you talk about it?"
Zuo Benlei said something serious, as if it should be like this, and in the blink of an eye, he kicked Su Ming again.
Sima Zhi seemed to be moved by the wind and looked at Su Ming.
"Hey......"
For a while, Su Ming really didn't know how to answer.
"Speak quickly!"
Sima Zhi didn't have a good image of Su Ming, but seeing that he was distracted, he shook the hilt of the sword in his hand to show Su Ming.
In a hurry, Su Ming had an idea and thought of something.
"Alas!"
Suddenly, Su Ming let out a long sigh, and his face was also a little sad, as if he was immersed in sadness.
Not only Sima Zhi, but even Zuo Benlei didn't know why Su Ming was selling it.
"Mr. Sima Hurry, on his deathbed, he once said something to me, asking me to tell Miss Sima, and I happened to meet it today."
Looking at this Su Ming's serious appearance, it is exactly the same as his teacher Zuo Benlei.
Sima Zhi stopped talking, thinking about something. Su Ming glanced at her secretly, knowing that he was temporarily frightened by himself.
"Then you say, what did my brother say?"
Sure enough, a moment later, Sima Zhi asked.
"At that time, Mr. Sima's life was in danger, he must have guessed that the girl would fall into pain and couldn't extricate himself, so he said a word, be sure to tell the girl, I still remember, Mr. Sima has been telling me the scene, hey!"
Speaking of this, Su Ming sighed again, even Zuo Benlei glanced at Su Ming suspiciously, and he was almost deceived by Su Ming.
Sima Zhi sobbed, and her face was already pear blossoms with rain, this appearance made people look at the pain. Su Ming and Zuo Benlei did not dissuade them, and sometimes, it might be better to cry out.
"What can you say, brother?"
After a long time, Sima Zhi took a deep breath, stabilized her emotions and asked.
Su Ming's face was very dark, he looked up at the disciples of the Sword Furnace who looked puzzled around him, and then looked at Sima Zhi, and said word by word.
"The living are not happy, how can the deceased rest in peace, this is Mr. Sima's last words, let me tell the girl."
If the living are not happy, how can the dead rest in peace?
Sima Zhi said this sentence over and over again several times in his mouth.
"Wow!"
Sima Zhi was like a child, suddenly burst into tears, covered her face with her hands, and rushed directly into the house.
Seeing this, Su Ming wanted to go up to take a look, but he was grabbed by Zuo Benlei.
"What are you going to do?"
Zuo Benlei looked at Su Ming, this situation gave him a headache.
But Su Ming's lie is still good, so that Sima Zhi can vent the grief and anger in her heart, and only in this way will she let it go. Otherwise, if you hold it in your heart for a long time, liver qi stagnation will become a disease.
"I'll take a look!"
Su Ming said a little anxiously.
"Leave her alone, I'll be fine in a while."
Zuo Ben Lei dispersed the Sword Furnace disciples, and then pulled Su Ming to sit down. After a while, Zuo Benlei's face stretched slightly, picked up the bowl on the table, put it to his mouth, and drank it in one gulp.
Su Ming sniffed it, it was not water, it was wine.
"Ahem...... Zijue, when did you become so good at deceiving people? ā
But any wine cannot be as soft as water, it is somewhat strong. Zuo Benlei poured such a big mouthful all of a sudden, and he was directly choked and coughed a few times, and his fine white skin was dyed with a layer of red.
Hearing this, Su Ming rolled his eyes, all of this is not forced by you, but he can't say it.
"All of this is taught by the teacher."
"Huh?"
Hearing this, Zuo Benlei took the wine in his hand and glared at Su Ming. Su Ming grinned and got down to business.
"Teacher, childe...... My king sent Gaoling Jun Yingkui to envoy Chu State, just for the sake of Yue Guo, Yue Guo, it should be worry-free! ā
At this time, Yingji has only been king for a day, and Su Ming still can't change his title.
Hearing this, Zuo Benlei's complexion finally eased a little, and a smile appeared on his face, but it was just for a moment, and it was gone.
"Yes, Brother Sima and the other Sword Furnace disciples did not die in vain."
On the pine forest, the disciples of the sword furnace have a lot of credit.
"Will the teacher leave Xianyang?"
This is also one of the purposes of Su Ming's visit today, because he knows that as soon as the matter here is over, he will leave Xianyang.
Although his relationship with Zuo Benlei and his disciples is completely on the basis of a deal, no matter what, the Yue Guo Sword Furnace and the teacher are all kind to him, and Su Ming is also a little reluctant.
Zuo Benlei put down the wine in the bowl and glanced at the house, Su Ming knew that he was looking at Sima Zhi.
"It was originally me who came to Xianyang, but it was Brother Sima who insisted on competing with me, so he was replaced by him, otherwise, it would be me who was lying in the soil!"
When Su Ming heard this, he got up and bowed to the teacher.