"Qubo Courtyard" is located in the southwest corner of the Fu family, because it is a guest residence, separated from the main house by most of the artificial lake and a row of peach blossom forests, the place is very quiet. There are no regular servants on weekdays, only two elderly women who take care of the peach forest nearby occasionally come to clean.

Today, Yanjia Langjun is going to stay here, the long-open courtyard is lively, a large group of people are holding all kinds of utensils and rushing in, and the yard will be cleaned up enough to make a new house in half an hour.

Yan Kaiting sent the little guy in the front yard back halfway, and on the way to "Qubo Courtyard", he would not go wrong with his eyes closed.

Before he was eight years old, Riri and Fu Mingxuan ran around here, and later added the little tail of Fu Mingxuan.

Before the age of twelve, most of them stayed in the martial arts arena and the small study, and when there was a mess in the house, it was usually something wrong with the homework, and the teacher had nothing to do with him, but Fu Mingxuan suppressed it.

Later, Fu Mingxuan went out to study, and at first he still came over often, and the Fu family also kept the "Qubo Courtyard" for him all the year round.

Later, the feast of the world will finally be dispersed. The figure of Yanjia Langjun appears more often in Zhangtai folding willows and Weishui sleeping flowers.

The light in the afternoon is a little warm, the peach forest is like the sea, scorching Danrong, this is actually the flower event is about to fall, summer is coming.

Yan Kaiting stood between the lake and the forest, overlooking the blue-gray eaves of the "Qubo Courtyard". Looking at the land that carried many memories, he finally just "snorted", not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or the powerful and obscure aura in the courtyard in front of him.

Why are the children of the Yan family full of memories about the Fu family?

On the bluestone road ahead, a group of servants of the Fu family turned out, led by a chief steward, who had already packed up the "Qubo Courtyard" and was returning, and saw Yan Kaiting saluting one after another.

The chief steward specially came over to ask if he wanted to keep a few more servants and maidservants, but naturally Yan Kaiting refused, so everyone squeezed their eyebrows and said goodbye with a smile. Everyone present knows that Yan Jialangjun's dim sum today has a lively fragrance, and the less people disturb it, the better.

Yan Kaiting walked into the "Qubo Courtyard", and the two rooms were replaced with new window screens, and it is conceivable that the inside of the house must be very properly tied.

The yard is not spotless, and in late spring, the places full of flowers and trees inevitably fall red leaves, and they are inexhaustible. However, this is a bit more pyrotechnic.

The man's powerful aura enveloped the entire courtyard, signaling his existence to Yan Kaiting.

Yan Kaiting took two steps, stood still, and waited. His gaze fell slantingly, casting on the moss of the stone pavement in front of his feet, and he did not look around. There was a very light breath in the wing room on the left, which should be Linxi.

As for Xia Pingsheng, he was the most unfathomable master Yan Kaiting had ever seen, and even if he clearly released his breath, he couldn't find his location at all.

A figure appeared under a six-foot-tall myrtle tree by the courtyard wall, as if it had been standing there, but only now came into view.

The man was full of white hair, but he was not old at all, and he was only thirty people just looking at his face. Dressed in a green shirt, except for the better material, it is no different from countless steward-level figures in Yujing City.

"Hu Dong has complained to you back and forth?" Yan Kaiting's voice was full of sarcasm. In fact, he also knew that offending Xia Pingsheng would not do him any good, but at this moment, he felt that he could no longer bear it.

Xia Pingsheng's gaze was as calm as a deep pool, and the next step was to appear in front of Yan Kaiting, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder. Xia Pingsheng's movements were soothing and casual, but in the eyes of the monk with enough eyesight, there was no blind spot to dodge.

Yan Kaiting's eyes seemed to be in a storm, and even filled with a little purple, but in the end he was still motionless.

Xia Pingsheng was only a touch away, and the next moment he stood three steps away.

He didn't seem to see Yan Kaiting's overflowing hostility at all, his voice and eyes were as calm. "Tan Xiangying's 'Blood River Dafa' originates from the Netherworld, which is full of corruption and erosion, and whether it is internal or external, it must be dealt with immediately. Otherwise, if the surface is good, it will bury hidden dangers inside. ”

Yan Kaiting thought of Fu Mingxuan helping him force out his internal injuries, so he couldn't help but take a deep breath, pressed the nameless breath in his chest, and said slowly: "Thank you Uncle Xia for teaching." ”

"In the face of a strong person who is a big realm higher than you, you should go all out, and it makes no sense to want to converge your strength at that time. Xia Pingsheng's tone seemed to be really teaching.

Yan Kaiting couldn't hold back any longer, and sneered: "The old saying is not that soldiers are against soldiers, generals are against generals. Does Uncle Xia mean that I need to deal with him next time?"

"I've already been to see Xiang Ying. ”

Yan Kaiting was stunned.

"The Glaive Sect has really lost the goods, a whole shipload of magic artifact embryos, and this matter will not stop there. ”

Yan Kaiting sneered: "So they don't go to catch the real thief, they just think about planting the sham and finding someone to pay compensation?

Xia Pingsheng glanced at him, "You don't deliberately step on the trap anymore, and then fall yourself to death." The rest is a headache for them. ”

Yan Kaiting was suddenly choked by this sentence, and his chest ached, and he was a little embarrassed.

This game didn't completely trap him, but he didn't break the game. The hook was unbaited, and the small fish could not be caught, but the small fish was almost eaten by the big fish. For Yan Kaiting, it is indeed not a glorious thing.

Xia Pingsheng said: "You don't need to deal with this kind of trick at all, what is the difference between the so-called seeing the move and being led by the nose." With your talent, and you have the beginning of Tai as your natal weapon, you haven't saved it for six years, but you go to learn to intrigue with others, what is it if you don't give up your roots?"

Yan Kaiting's ears were hot, and Xia Pingsheng's words were heartbreaking, but they couldn't be refuted. He was on guard this time, but he didn't expect that the final shot would be a master at the level of "Blood Spear", and the feeling of stepping on the trap was worse than the feeling of accidentally falling into a trap.

Xia Pingsheng said: "Don't do things that don't match your temperament, with your current realm and position, you are far from the point of pursuing things other than your strength." Speaking of this, Xia Pingsheng closed his voice, and saw that his expression was actually finished.

It is not surprising that Yan Kaiting has actually taken on a lot of responsibility for his upbringing in the past ten years, almost all of them are so blunt and straightforward. He grinded the back root of his teeth, and said like a toothache: "Uncle Xie Xia's training." ”

Xia Pingsheng took this trip, as if he really just wanted to teach him these words, nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

After the obscure and powerful breath completely disappeared, the flowers and plants of the "Qubo Courtyard" became lively again, and the wind blowing from the lake far away has brought warmth, fumigating all the way to the peach and apricot, and the dark fragrance floats.

Yan Kaiting looked around, suddenly a little dazed.