Chapter 33: The One-Armed Langjun
The nine martial arts are very good, and the internal strength is even better, which determines that his ear power is far surpassing. At this congress, they had intended to carry out some shocking reforms, so he paid more attention to the dynamics of others. Although he talks and laughs on the surface, he secretly has been gathering his ears. No matter where he went, within ten steps of the neighborhood, even if it was just whispering in his ear, it couldn't escape his ears.
He has the ability to use his mind, talking and laughing with four or five people at the same time, listening to seven or eight different whispers, making judgments and trade-offs naturally, and when he finds that there are private words that he must pay attention to, he can quietly remember them in his heart.
At this time, he had just finished dealing with a few so-called great celebrities who were pestering him, and walked a few steps forward, just in time to meet the local parents and officials, and was about to laugh and gossip, when he had already heard a few brittle and very low voices not far away, as well as the content of their strange conversation.
"I don't know what kind of beauty Di Gongzi's sweetheart is?"
"I don't know if the beauty is not good, but she is very narrow-minded, shows off, and has suspicion and jealousy, that's for sure."
"Why are you so sure?"
"It's a guess, the tooth marks on the back of your hand are the best evidence. Even if there is a deep love between men and women, after all, it is also the privacy of the two, the so-called arm devouring, naturally refers to biting on the arm, covered by clothes, in addition to each other, everyone in heaven and earth, no longer see, where there is a bite on the back of the hand, so grandiose, visible in front of people. ”
"This is also true, if you want to come to that woman, you must be eager to tell the world that Di Gongzi has a heart, so he acts like this. I don't know the general idea. He is very narrow-minded. ”
"Yes, yes, yes, I see, she must be afraid of Di Gongzi's grace and bearing, which is rare in the world, and is favored by other daughters' families, so she can't wait to put a mark on Di Gongzi as a warning."
"Thinking about it like this, it's really a jealous woman, I really think that all women in the world are as contemptuous as her, no matter how good Di Jiu is, I'm afraid it's not worth it for him to forget the humiliation."
I don't know if it's because they can't eat grapes, in the whispers of several heroines, they gradually turned from extreme disdain for the unknown beauty to scrambling to express their contempt for Di Jiu.
"Speaking of which, that Di Gongzi originally seemed to be a great man, a big husband, but how could he tolerate a shallow and ignorant woman, such nonsense, and let people bite such obvious scars on his hands to show the world, so it seems that he is also a soft person who is at the mercy of others."
"It's also true, we didn't know the truth at first, and we held him so seriously, but we exalted him."
When women talk about handsome and mysterious men, and when they talk about mysterious and unpredictable private affairs, there are always countless speculations and countless topics.
And the prefect of Wuyang City today is also an excellent person to make friends. He also has the name of loving the virtuous, rarely puts on an official show, and his speech is extremely funny, and he never looks down on others because of his reckless background.
Therefore, at this time, he and Di Jiu stood together and talked, and he gave him a real word, and his smile was gentle, which made people feel like a spring breeze.
It's just that he is here all over the world, looking for interesting topics to talk about, but for some reason, Di Gongzi, who has never answered the slightest rudeness, has a face that is getting bluer and bluer, and his eyes are getting colder and colder.
Even the long-sleeved prefect who is good at dancing is trying very hard to show his calm attitude, and he tries his best to continue the conversation with laughter and ease. However, the smile on his face was still stiffened unconsciously under such a cold and cold momentum, and the words that were originally extremely smooth and funny could not help but stammer, and they were extremely dry.
In order to maintain the dignity of his parents, he gritted his teeth and straightened his back, refusing to let himself retreat because of timidity. But my heart was almost so painful that I wanted to cry, alas, what I had just said wrongly, which word, which word, which word, had offended this man with such a ferocious look.
The prefect in front of him was suffering from what kind of suffering, Di Jiu didn't notice it at all. As early as when he heard the group of women talking about the content, his distraction and multi-use skills were immediately broken.
Except for the boring speculation and conversation of those women, the other voices naturally silenced when they reached his ears.
As the speculation of the heroines escalated step by step, the disdainful attitude became clear step by step, and the surging killing machine roared in his chest and almost wanted to crack out.
He understood why the previous generations of sect leaders always killed the world, acted perversely, made himself angry and resentful, and brought about his own destruction. It turns out that when you are enraged, it is such a pleasant thing to kill all the offenders in one go.
And to be distracted, for this and that great reason, and a bunch of boring people, to let them make one ridiculous guess after another, it really takes a saint's mind and belly.
He gritted his teeth and used the last shred of reason to restrain his urge to kill, but he still couldn't help but fantasize about pinching the neck of a mouthy beauty in his hand, just like that......
The prefect's low exclamation woke him up from his painful hallucinations, and when he looked down, he saw that the wine glass in his hand had been crushed by him
Half of it fell to the ground, and half splashed on him and the prefect. Fortunately, I was not cut by the cup.
Seeing the prefect's slightly pale expression, Di Jiu knew that he had lost his temper, and his mind was racing, so he remembered how to make up for it. Quietly put the broken cup into his sleeve, bowed his head slightly, and sighed: "My lord, please don't make a noise, it's all because I think of a worrying thing recently, so that my mind doesn't belong, and I am rude in front of adults, and I ask for your forgiveness." ”
As he spoke, he made a hand gesture, and the disciple of the Zhenyu Martial Arts Pavilion on the side stepped forward, took the broken cup from his hand, and changed a glass of wine for him.
Only this time, Di Jiu took the wine glass with his left hand. And on this night, because there were some shocking things that happened, no one noticed it, and after that, Di Jiu's right hand was never taken out of his sleeve.
Later, eating, dressing, controlling horses, such life chores, Di Jiu always deliberately used his left hand to complete. Even after years of hard training of his left hand, he really practiced a very peculiar and powerful set of kung fu that can defeat the enemy with only his left hand. In his life, he fought with his left hand, and his right hand was always in his sleeve.
For this reason, there are many magical legends about him on the rivers and lakes.
Some people say that he was born left-handed, some people say that he has a disability in his right hand, and some people say that his right hand is never light, as long as it is out, it is a fatal trick. And more said that he has martial arts and despises the heroes of the world, believing that the heroes of the world are only worthy of letting him use his left hand to meet the enemy.
Even one of his many nicknames is called One-Armed Lang Jun, which has caused many newcomers who have just debuted to misunderstand that he is a cripple with only one hand.
People have been speculating about the reason why he only used one hand, but no one has dared to ask him directly. It wasn't until many years later that Yaoguang cleverly tricked Fu Hanqing into asking Di Jiu.
It wasn't until that day that Di Jiu slapped the table and scolded: "If you hadn't bitten my hand so hard that time, and the wound healed, there would have been obvious tooth marks to make people think nonsense, would I have used it so hard?" ”
Fu Hanqing didn't understand why the tooth marks on the back of his hand caused people to think wildly, and he didn't remember when he had bitten Di Jiu, of course, he denied it.
was so angry that Di Jiu slapped the table and stool to quarrel with him, recalling the past in a factual and reasonable manner, and finally after Di Jiu almost razed the entire Heavenly King Hall to the ground because of his anger, Fu Hanqing finally believed that he had inhumanely bitten Di Jiu's back on the back of his hand on a certain sleeping day.
And after realizing his mistake, Fu Hanqing would of course apologize very sincerely, and then asked very confused and puzzled: "You don't like that tooth mark, take a knife and scratch that scar twice, destroy the scar, people won't recognize it, why do you have to work so hard to embarrass yourself, it's already very hard to practice left-hand skills, eat and wash your face and comb your hair every day, only your left hand can be used, how pitiful." ”
Di Jiu was stunned by his words, for so many years, he only thought about how to hide and cover up that tooth mark, and he worked hard for it, and also endured a lot of hardships, why, such a pretentious and smart person, he never thought of destroying that tooth mark.
Why is it so simple, so easy, for so many years, he has never thought of it.
He stood cold with his hands and feet for a long time, thinking of all the stupid, ridiculous, and unnecessary things he had done for so many years, the concentration cultivated by the so-called iron-blooded training, and the ability to be invisible, and once again in front of Fu Hanqing, he completely collapsed.
The shrewd and capable Heavenly King rushed over with red eyes, shouting that he wanted to shoot Fu Hanqing, the culprit, to death
The consequence was of course because of his sudden sneak attack, and the poor sect leader didn't have time to restrain his internal strength, and accidentally shocked the Heavenly King into a serious injury.
Of course, this is a later matter, and there is no need to go into detail for the time being.
The prefect in front of him was very curious and asked with great concern: "Why is Gongzi Di in a restless mood?" ”
Di Jiu smiled bitterly: "I'm worried about my senior brother, although his martial arts are amazing, his heart is as pure as a child, he always has a stupid thought recently, that is, ......"
He mentioned Fu Hanqing in his words, and the eyes of the two people naturally jumped over the crowd and looked at Fu Hanqing, who was sitting in the center of the chairman and sleeping on the table.
Fu Hanqing, who was originally the center of the banquet, has long been abandoned by all the big people at the banquet because of the sleepiness of the so-called Great Dream Divine Skill, and he is alone on a surprisingly large table, although there is a noise outside, he himself sleeps extremely sweetly.
Just when the eyes of the two were fixed on Fu Hanqing at the same time, a young man who was angry and full of fire and murderous face suddenly rushed to Fu Hanqing's side, slapped it hard, and slapped it down.