Chapter 9 - Anger

The door of Su Linfei's house had just been closed, and at the entrance of Yangqiao Alley, a young man came over, obviously walking, but only three steps from the alley to this end.

Before Zhang Lingxiu could speak, Lu Zhiyao had already pulled Wang Wenmiao closer to his side and said, "Little Uncle, do you see that my newly accepted junior brother is not very satisfied? ”

Wang Wenmiao solemnly said with what he had learned in the school: "Little uncle." ”

Seeing Wang Wenmiao, Zhang Lingxiu's eyes lit up, he nodded with satisfaction at first, but he remembered the hexagram of the previous senior brother in charge, and asked again: "You shouldn't have caused trouble, right?"

Lu Zhiyao's smiling face disappeared suddenly, with a look of resentment, I have made such a big contribution, if you don't praise me, forget it, you still suspect me of causing trouble!?

Fortunately, this little junior brother who has not yet officially started is kind, and he can't see the new senior sister being wronged, so he said righteously: "Senior Sister Lu didn't cause trouble, but did a great deed to help my friend break the promotion barrier." ”

Lu Zhiyao's expression suddenly became a little crazy, this stupid little junior brother, there is no need to bring out the good things and say it, your senior sister and I don't value these, sure enough, the eyes of the little uncle suddenly became cold.

"You ......" Zhang Lingxiu wanted to say something but didn't say it, he sighed heavily, he couldn't say anything in front of Wang Wenmiao, he really let him know what Lu Zhiyao had done, this kid was still willing to follow them back to the mountain gate, and there would still be ghosts, so he had to say to Wang Wenmiao: "Senior nephew Wang, you go home first and inform your parents, and then we will come to visit, and it will be better for your parents to agree on mountaineering." ”

"Howler. Wang Wenmiao answered and happily ran away.

Zhang Lingxiu turned around and looked at Lu Zhiyao, and sighed: "Can't you let Uncle Xiao save his worries?"

"I also accepted a big talent for the master, why don't you mention this. Lu Zhiyao muttered.

"Breaking people to climb the ladder is not a big deal, but it is a small ...... That's it, but for the people on the mountain, it's still a taboo after all, we are monks who want to get involved in cause and effect. Zhang Lingxiu sighed, and didn't say anything serious about his favorite nephew on weekdays.

"Forget it, I won't bother with you this time. Zhang Lingxiu deduced in his heart for a moment, then regained his smile, stretched out his hand and patted Lu Zhiyao's head, "But the red envelope will not be given, you also know that the little uncle is poor." ”

"Phew. Lu Zhiyao feigned anger and said, "Little uncle, you still have to be shameless." ”

Zhang Lingxiu didn't hear it, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to Wang's house, the provincial master and nephew will intercept the one surnamed Yao halfway, and there will inevitably be another fight at that time." ”

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As soon as he entered the courtyard and closed the courtyard door, Su Linfei could no longer suppress the hot blood that surged into his heart, his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing like a mist, staining the courtyard floor with a large patch of bright red, and then his eyes were black, and he could no longer support his standing, fell forward, fell heavily to the ground, and looked unconscious.

"Young master?" The childish kite's voice, she had just changed into a new dress, and when she came out of the house, she saw this scene, exclaimed, and hurriedly ran over.

In the house, it took a lot of effort for the young kite to move Su Linfei from the yard to the bed in the back room.

At this time, she squatted on the side of the bed, put a towel into the basin and soaked it, wrung it out and applied it to Su Linfei's forehead.

Su Linfei's condition is not good, if he is not diligent in practicing boxing on weekdays, he has a physique that is different from ordinary people at this time, I am afraid that he will not be saved, although he has lost consciousness, but at this time his brows are furrowed, and it can be seen that he is still suffering a lot.

The young kite squatted on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Su Linfei's forehead, as if he wanted to smooth out the frowning brow, but he was just doing useless work, and the childish kite's face was extremely calm.

The index finger and middle finger of her right hand were put together, first a little at Su Linfei's eyebrows and navel, thoughtfully, and finally the palm of her hand pressed weakly on Su Linfei's heart, and with a pull, a lump of mud as black as ink was pulled out from Su Linfei's heart.

The black mud in the hand of the young kite will squirm from time to time, I don't know who planted the seed of will in Su Linfei's heart has almost died, in other words, this is very incredible, but for the young kite, it doesn't matter at all, she squeezed the palm of her hand hard, and then flung it, throwing all the completely extinct filth to the ground, just like the ink that has been knocked over, staining the ground black.

After doing this, the young kite stood up and looked down at the "young master" who had been with him day and night on the bed for a year, as if he was responding to the nonsense calculated by the Taoist, and his true life was not long in coming.

The young kite stretched out her hand again, caressed Su Linfei's cheek, closed her eyes and felt the almost hot body temperature, not to mention others, even if she herself didn't know much, she was very calm at this time, but it was calm before the storm.

Getting up, the childish kite turned around and went out, the only thing she wanted to do at this time was to go out and reason for her young master, which has been an eternal truth in the world since ancient times.

From the main house to the courtyard gate is only eleven or twelve steps, the temperament of the childish kite gradually changes, and it is no longer the cheerful and gentle little maid, the face is like frost, the breath is cold and piercing, at this moment, the first snowflakes fell in the winter that should have been snowless this year.

At this moment, almost all the strangers at the same time felt something in their hearts, wondering if it was a sign that this blessed land of rice was about to be shattered, and they had begun to make all preparations.

The young kite stepped out of the courtyard door and walked towards the entrance of Yangqiao Lane, no matter who it was on this trip, it would not be wrong to only recognize the foreigners, these people deserved to die, and now they are dead and dead.

It's just that she hasn't taken three steps yet, and she has stopped in her heart, and she has to stop, looking up, the falling snowflakes have stopped in mid-air for some time, and the methods of the extremely mountain people have imprisoned the passage of time on this land with great ability.

This town has fallen into stagnation, and there are very few that can still move, even the great cultivators of the Six-fold Second Sect of Shangjin, who have cultivated to the highest among the foreigners, have also fallen into stagnation without realizing it.

In a blacksmith shop with a sonorous sound, a blacksmith who was as strong as an ox stopped the hammer and wondered why there was such a move, but he was too lazy to guess, and even lazier to ask, but in this case, he could create some rare boutiques, no longer thinking, and the blacksmith's hammer was waved again.

Seeing this, a young Taoist looked surprised, looking at the stagnant beauty on the street, and smiling playfully.

A middle-aged man in a cyan shirt appeared at the entrance of Yangqiao Lane and walked towards the end of the alley, and the young kite recognized who he was just by looking at him, the person her young master respected the most in this town, and one of the few people she feared and hated the most.

The young kite stared at the reader, "Mr. Luo is trying to stop me?"

Luo Jingqiu still looked like a frustrated scholar with a slightly haggard face, but his eyes were a little more focused, and he said slowly: "If you don't follow the rules, you naturally have to stop it." ”

Hearing this, the young kite said angrily: "Bullshit rules, what is the difference between what I am going to do and what those strangers have already done?"

"The difference?" Luo Jingqiu repeated, smiling and smiling: "The difference is that they are all human beings, and you are not." ”

The young kite was even more stubbornly holding on to the thin body of the scholar, as if he could slap it to the drunken capital with a light pat, but every step he took forward, the young kite felt that there was a big mountain pressing in front of him, and said coldly: "Sir, this is unreasonable, and you plan to press me with force?"

"That's right, I'm a reader, and a reader should be reasonable. Luo Jingqiu stopped, and the distance between her and the young kite was only ten steps at this time.

Luo Jingqiu looked at the childish kite, and smiled a little playfully: "So, should I call you a childish kite?" or ......?"

The childish kite's eyes were condensed, the nature in his heart was difficult to suppress, and endless anger surged into his heart, at this time, the childish kite was no longer half calm at all, and his body was full of violent atmosphere, and at the same time, in this stagnant world, there was a not so real outline phantom, which can be described as huge.

Luo Jingqiu didn't seem to smile, he just stretched out his palm, pressed it down gently, and the laws of heaven and earth began to operate, he sat in this heaven and earth, and he would have great power if he did it.

The giant phantom above the town was shattered inch by inch at this time, the young kite trembled, and there were already several cracks on the floor under his feet, Luo Jingqiu's palm was heavier, and the young kite couldn't hold on anymore, was pressed to the ground, knelt and couldn't stand up, and said miserably: "Mr. Luo is a good means." ”

"Don't pretend, what kind of virtue are you, there are books circulating in the three religions and hundreds of schools, is it fun to accompany a clay-legged boy to play a game of playing house wine in the past two years?"

The young kite was so badly injured that she spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell forward, but her hands were holding her body tightly, scratching a few blood marks on the solid stone slab, she reluctantly raised her head and stared at the middle-aged scholar, gritted her teeth and said, "I don't allow you to say that about him." ”

Luo Jingqiu seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and no longer looked haggard, and said with a smile: "What? Who has brutalized Su Linfei the most over the years? Now he can't hear others say half a bad word about him? Is he too deep in the play and really treats himself as a servant? Then how can you let me evaluate you, affectionate but unrighteous... Brute?"

The childish kite frowned, and her voice became even colder: "What are you talking about?"

"It seems that the memory is not good, but it doesn't hurt, we can take another look. Luo Jingqiu took a step forward, and the world flipped in one step.

The childish kite's face gradually changed, not when the two of them were standing in a strange place, it was in the air under the clouds, and there was an extremely majestic mountain below, and at the foot of the mountain there was a town of considerable size.

Looking at this mountain, the childish kite's face was complicated, and he already knew the methods of this scholar, and he had been going upriver along the long river of time for more than two hundred years.

Soon, from the north and south of the mountain in the distance of the sky, there is a ray of light towards the mountain, the gold and silver finally converge on the top of the mountain, it is two monks who are good at cultivating on this mountain decisive battle, not half a word, as soon as they meet, the most powerful killing move is exhausted, this battle fought for three days and three nights, the dust raised covers the sky and the sun, the aftermath is enough to flatten the mountain by one-third, and finally the biggest killing move is forced to break the mountain into two, the wind blows like a file to cut the two peaks into the twin peaks like a sword。

In this battle, the prosperous town at the foot of the mountain collapsed two-thirds of the way, and I don't know how many townspeople were killed, and the wailing and crying continued for three days, and it will last longer.

Looking at this scene, the childish kite had no waves in his heart, looking at Luo Jingqiu's expression was also calm, his gesture changed, the passage of time in this world suddenly accelerated, the sun rose and the moon set in an instant, and it looked like a horse drawing.

I don't know how long it has been, at this time the size of the town is only one-third, has degenerated into a village, or an extremely backward remote mountain village, until one day, a villager in their own farmland to dig out a spiritual grass for the beginning, it is out of control, every household has dug up the cultivated land in exchange for a huge amount of wealth, and in the very fast speed of squandering and lonely, see a lot of absurd scenes after losing all the wealth of the absurd scene of hanging, still can not make the young kite moved.

The passage of time is still the same, and I came to a scene that made the young kite a little interested, a monotonous wedding, no witnesses, no relatives and friends, in a familiar dilapidated thatched hut, the two of them visited the church and considered husband and wife, and the young kite was puzzled, I don't know why such a beautiful and outstanding foreign woman would marry such a young man in a small town.

Time passed, and soon their first child was born, it was a girl, the man wanted to name his daughter Su Meimei, and was despised by his wife for a while, and finally his wife named Su Mutong, the girl was sensible since she was a child, and she learned everything very quickly, and she could remember what her mother taught, but she could help with housework at the age of three or four, and the handicraft she did at the age of five could already subsidize the family.

In the fifth year, the couple's second child was born, it was a boy, the wife held the infant boy, the love in her eyes was about to overflow, she named him Linfei, the husband looked puzzled, when he asked, he just saw his wife smile and said that this is a good name to avoid disasters.

Although the family of four is poor, they are still very happy, but this kind of life did not last long, only one year, the husband of the family, the father was infected with a serious illness, an incurable disease for mortals, although the wife and daughter tried their best to weave, the extra money earned could not delay the man's time a little, but half a year to close the eyes.

After the man died, the family's situation suddenly became bad, but they were still trying their best to live, but within a few years, the mother was also seriously ill, and the deceased father was the same disease, the bitterness of which was unbearable to see, supported for a year, and finally the mother lay on the bed with a skinny appearance, caressing the head of the child next to the bed, so that they should not cry, they must live, looking at Su Linfei's sad appearance at that time, the heart of the young kite was dyed with some sadness, which made her feel a little lost.