The man is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with long hair and waist, handsome appearance, rare in the world, but his face is like frost, clean as ice and snow, extremely pale, not like a real person, like a white jade carving, his expression is indifferent and indifferent, no joy or anger, it is difficult to know sorrow and happiness, and he is absolutely unearthly.

Zhen Zhibing is a Taoist disciple, often in the classics of the view, read the posture of the immortals, imagine how the immortals look, but has not been concrete, today when he saw the person, he felt that if there are really immortals in the world, the posture of the immortals should be like the people, unparalleled in the world, the world is independent, it is clearly on the ground, but half of the dirt can not be impregnated, people can't help but yearn, close, worship, but dare not really do anything, as if in front of him, the act of moving his fingers is a kind of disrespect, a kind of frivolity, a kind of blasphemy, can only be seen from afar, look up.

The dragon had already walked half a foot away from the Taoist, and when he saw that he was motionless and had a different expression, he couldn't help but wonder. He rarely went out of the ancient tomb, and the few Taoist priests he saw were the six sons of Quanzhen, and the others didn't know why, I really didn't know why the Taoist priest in front of him was like this, and he actually lost the vigilance of a person who practiced martial arts. However, he came out today to solve Yang Guo's matter as soon as possible, and he didn't want to make a mess and drag his feet, and after waiting for a while, he saw that the Taoist priest had not reacted, so he flicked his sleeves lightly and shook the golden bell in his sleeve as a reminder.

"Jingle bell" and "Jingle bell", the bell sound was crisp, ringing in Zhen Zhibing's ears. Zhen Zhibing also felt that he was in a dreamlike realm, and he was surprised in his heart, "Could it be that who played the fairy music kagura?" I couldn't help but look at where the "Xianle" came from, and in the fog, I happened to be opposite to the dragon's gaze. The eyes were transparent, as clear as ice, and the cold light was restrained, Zhen Zhibing only felt that he was like falling into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he came back to his senses in an instant. He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, blushing and heartbeat, surprised that a middle-aged man of about forty would be shocked by the majesty of a young descendant, and saluted in a restless state: "Zhen Zhibing, a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, came here on the order of the master to meet Long Gongzi, and asked Gongzi to give him an antidote to bee poison and return to his own disciples." "There are only two people living in the ancient tomb, an old woman, and the other is a man surnamed Long, which is very easy to distinguish.

When Long learned that the person in front of him was Zhen Zhibing, he was vigilant, and when he looked at him, he looked a little more, his eyes were a little colder, and he also understood the reason why Zhen Zhibing was stunned just now. Long suddenly thought that there seemed to be a person named Zhen Zhibing in his previous life, but the appearance of these two people was very different, they should just have the same name and surname, and they didn't have much to do with it. Pressing the matter of his previous life, Long took out a white porcelain bottle and said to Zhen Zhibing: "This is the antidote to the jade bee, take it internally and apply it externally, and the toxicity will be eliminated within three days." He threw the bottle over.

Zhen Zhibing said: "Young Master Long, thank you for the medicine, and please return the rebels in the door." At the same time, he pressed his sword with his hand. His skill is not low, and he has captured the momentary change of the dragon just now. Zhen Zhibing thought to himself: "Could it be that the Quanzhen Taoist priest is so unworthy in the eyes of the people in the ancient tomb, even if it is the first time they meet, they do not hide their disgust?" "Interpret the dragon's complicated jealousy of him as resentment.

Long was unimpressed by Zhen Zhibing's reaction and asked, "You may decide the affairs of the Quanzhen Sect?" ”

Zhen Zhibing looked at the dragon, and the dragon asked for no reason, and the answer was not what he asked, which made him confused. Zhen Zhibing guessed: "It is estimated that Yang Guo broke into the ancient tomb and did something inappropriate to offend people, this is the reason why the master came to ask for guilt, in this case, this person surnamed Long must not be able to take him as an ordinary disciple in his eyes." I had to say: "Long Gongzi, I teach Ma Yu, Ma Zhenren retreats and cultivates, and now Hao Zhenren temporarily takes charge of the position, and the matter in the teaching is decided by him, if Long Gongzi needs, I can pass it on my behalf." ”

Long shook his head and said, "Hao Datong can't do it." Then he asked, "Can Qiu Chuji be in the teaching?" "Qiu Chuji used to be Yang Kang's master, and he has a deeper connection with Yang Guo, and it is most appropriate to solve Yang Guo's affairs through him.

Zhen Zhibing heard the dragon call the names of his master and uncle, his posture was arrogant, and anger faintly rose in his heart, but considering the relationship between the ancient tomb and the Quanzhen Sect, he did not want to have another incident, and replied: "Your disciple Li Mochou has caused chaos in Shanxi, which has aroused public indignation, and my master has not yet returned to help the heroes sweep away the evil spirits. ”

Long Dao: "In this case, you go first, Yang Guo's matter will be dealt with after Qiu Chuji returns, by the way, Li Mochou has long been expelled from the division by my master, and it has nothing to do with my ancient tomb, whether you can kill her depends on her ability, and the ancient tomb doesn't care or care." ”

Zhen Zhibing originally wanted to use Li Mochou's matter to remind Long Mo that he didn't know the height of the sky, who would have thought that this person would be so indifferent and ruthless, and he didn't care about the feelings of his fellow disciples. Seeing that Long was leaving, he stepped forward and stopped: "Young Master Long, the rules of the rivers and lakes, your own apprentice is in charge of your own apprentice, you better return Yang Guo first, the apprentice is stubborn, I'm afraid it will disturb the purity of the son." ”

Long Dao: "Yang Guo is very good, and there is no such thing as being stubborn. He didn't say anything about Yang Guo, ignored Zhen Zhibing, and went straight back.

Zhen Zhibing didn't dare to follow, so he had to return to Chongyang Palace first, explain the situation to Hao Datong first, let him have an idea, and then rush to detoxify Zhao Zhijing. As soon as he walked to the door, he heard "oops" and "oops" in the house, crying like a father and a mother, mixed with words such as "little rabbit cub" and insulting Yang Guo. Zhen Zhibing said in his heart: "Whoever the sky spares, you deserve this day." Push the door open.

There was no one else in the house, so Zhao Zhijing didn't want too many people to "appreciate" his ugliness, so he kicked people out.

Zhao Zhijing's appearance can be described as very embarrassing. His face was stacked with large red and swollen bags, one next to the other, and the same was true on his chest, so that he could not even wear clothes, but could only be draped loosely. The bee venom was itchy, painful and burning, and Zhao Zhijing couldn't scratch it with his hands, so he had to endure it toughly, his face twitched, his body twisted, and his two hands were raised, lowered, put down, and raised, but he didn't dare to grab a handful, and he was happy.

Zhen Zhibing glanced at Zhao Zhijing on the bed, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth and laugh silently when he turned around and closed the door, then quickly adjusted and walked to the side of the bed with a serious face.

Zhao Zhijing didn't wait for Zhen Zhibing to speak, and asked hurriedly: "Did you catch that little bastard?" ”

Zhen Zhibing said in his heart: "You look like this, you don't want to detoxify quickly, and you are still thinking about how to teach Yang Guo a lesson, you are really not afraid of death." He said helplessly: "Senior brother, Yang Guo was detained by the ancient tomb, and he will not come back easily." ”

Zhao Zhijing said: "What! Buckled? ”

Zhen Zhibing said: "Yes, it's detained, we can't go to the tomb to rob it if people don't hand it over, and the patriarch's testament has to be obeyed." He took out the white porcelain bottle and said to Zhao Zhijing: "Senior brother, put Yang Guo's matter aside first, people will definitely not be able to escape, this is the antidote to the begging, you can detoxify the bee poison first, apply it externally and take it internally." ”

As soon as Zhao Zhijing heard that the antidote was coming, he snatched the porcelain bottle and took a sip, but the bee syrup was thick and sweet, so he grinned, squeezed his eyebrows, and said, "Oh, what kind of antidote is this?" It's like sugar water, it's not fooling. ”

Zhen Zhibing said: "Don't worry, you can't be wrong, the kid surnamed Long in the ancient tomb gave it to me personally, this is jade bee syrup, it's sweet." ”

Zhao Zhijing licked his mouth, felt it for a while, and said, "It seems to be quite useful, my chest feels cold, not as hot as just now, and it doesn't seem to be very itchy." He took another sip.

Zhen Zhibing said: "Alas, senior brother, don't drink it all, just this bottle, if there is too much, you still have to apply it externally." He snatched the white bottle back, walked to the table to get the tea bowl, and mixed water to flush the bee pulp.

The jade bee syrup took effect very quickly, and Zhao Zhijing once got rid of the itching and pain, only to feel that the whole body was smooth, and his spirit had recovered a lot, and he no longer wanted to die or live. Zhao Zhijing asked: "Senior Brother Zhen, just now you said that this medicine was given by the kid surnamed Long himself, that is to say, you have seen his appearance, tell me, what is the face that can cause the demons to make trouble in Zhongnanshan?" ”

Zhen Zhibing walked over with bee syrup water and handed it to Zhao Zhijing, thought for a while and said, "The one surnamed Long does have a good appearance that is rare in the world, and he can be called a celestial. ”

Zhao Zhijing was surprised when he heard him say this: "Really! ”

Zhen Zhibing nodded, thinking of the dragon's strange temperament, he couldn't help but show a different color.

Zhao Zhijing asked, "What?" And what's hidden? "He has been friends with Zhen Zhibing for many years, although there are many contradictions between them because of the dispute between the chief disciple and the head of the sect, but as senior brothers, the relationship between them is quite good, and they know each other a lot. Therefore, he was aware of the change in Zhen Zhibing's expression.

Zhen Zhibing looked at Zhao Zhijing, as if he was thinking about how to express it, and paused and said: "Good looks are good-looking, but..." ”

Zhao Zhijing asked, "How do you say this?" Did he do it with you? It doesn't seem to be a good thing to make our righteous Senior Brother Zhen say bad things behind his back! ”

Zhen Zhibing shook his head and said: "That's not true, I can only feel that his martial arts are not low, and the rest is not clear, and you will know what I mean when you see it with your own eyes in the future." ”

Zhao Zhijing was busy applying jade bee jelly, and he didn't ask much, patted his face, and rubbed it on his chest, tossing for a while, making his whole body sticky, and said to Zhen Zhibing: "Help me, I'll wash my hands." Xin said: "To be able to raise such a poisonous thing, most of the people surnamed Long are not a good thing as Zhen Zhibing said." ”

Zhen Zhibing helped Zhao Zhijing step by step to the basin in the house, and said in surprise: "Can you go?" ”

Yesterday, after Zhao Zhijing was stung by a few bees, he couldn't move after walking a few steps. Today, he has only taken less than half a cup of tea, how can he go to the ground, this poison is inevitably too fast.

Zhao Zhijing said: "Yes, this poison is very strange, just now the limbs were weak, like thousands of ants gnawing on the body, now I almost don't feel it, if I don't touch it, I think I haven't been injured, weird, weird." ”

Zhen Zhibing said: "It's okay like this, so as not to be offended, you can rest well." Zhao Zhijing was helped back up, went back to rest by himself, and stayed up all night, although there was no big problem, but he was also very tired.

That night, Qiu Chuji rushed back from Shanxi, and after learning about Yang Guo's defection, he was very angry and scolded Zhao Zhijing, who was recuperating from illness.

Hao Datong persuaded on the side: "Senior brother, it's almost over, Yang Guo is stubborn, he should be taught a lesson, although Zhijing is also wrong, but being tortured by bee venom is also a punishment, don't pursue it." ”

Qiu Chuji sighed: "Jing'er entrusted people to us, and they made such a fuss", waving his hand, "What do you say we will explain." He turned to Zhao Zhijing again and reprimanded: "You said that you too, what is there to get along with a child, there is a degree of punishment, how can there be a dead knock." After learning that Yang Guo was the son of Yang Kang, Qiu Chuji made up his mind to teach well, so he chose Zhao Zhijing, the best martial arts among the three generations of disciples, as Yang Guo's master, he only thought that Yan Shi would be a high apprentice, who wanted to end up being a traitor, and he was ashamed.

Zhao Zhijing knew that his behavior was inappropriate, and although he was unwilling in his heart, he could only sit in bed and be scolded, and put all the sins on Yang Guo's head. Next to him, Zhen Zhibing was also happy to see Zhao Zhijing being scolded, and after receiving Zhao Zhijing's request for help, he stepped forward and said: "Master, the dragon prince in the ancient tomb said that Yang Guo only wants to discuss with you, but he wants to invite someone here." ”

Qiu Chuji was puzzled and asked, "Discuss with me?" Can he tell why? "Yang Kang died more than ten years ago, and of course Qiu Chuji couldn't imagine that an eighteen-year-old boy in the ancient tomb would know about this relationship, so he couldn't understand why Long wanted to consult him about Yang Guo.

Zhen Zhibing said: "This disciple doesn't know. He looked at Hao Datong next to him and said truthfully: "He only said that he wanted to find someone who could be in charge of the sect, and he had to wait for you to come back." ”

Hao Datong was dissatisfied: "Yes, people said, 'Hao Datong can't do it'." Although Hao Datong's martial arts are not as good as Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and Wang Chuyi, he is also a figure with a head and face in the Quanzhen Sect and the rivers and lakes, and he was suddenly said "no" by a hairy boy who didn't know the so-called, how could he not be angry in his heart.

Qiu Chuji persuaded: "Senior brother, forget it, the people in the ancient tomb are like this, don't take it to heart." "Tell Zhen Zhibing to go and ask for someone, wanting to bring Yang Guo back as soon as possible.