"Huh?" Wei Ziming couldn't help frowning, and the others also showed puzzled looks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

What is the parting of life and death?

What tricks does this kid want to play?

Wei Ziming didn't care about standing up at 3721, he was about to go crazy directly - it doesn't matter what life and death you are, let's do it first.

Wei Ziming still has some understanding of Ye Wuji's skills. The last time I fought against him, it was because I was careless, and I got carried away, so I was hit by Ye Wuji's set of combos, and if I was weak, I still had the Haoran Qi behind me that I had cultivated over the years, and I was afraid that all my internal organs would be shattered.

However, if he was mentally prepared, it was expected that Ye Wuji would not be able to make any big waves.

Having made up his mind, Wei Ziming just wanted to do it, but he was stunned.

I saw that Ye Wuji turned a blind eye to his attitude and listened to it. Not only did he not even look at himself, but he actually went straight to the place where the Go table and chess pieces were placed in the northeast corner of the room.

The old man Luming and the two Confucian scholars were still slightly stunned. "Is there something wrong with this kid's brain, when has this been, and he is still so calm, isn't he afraid that the old master will suddenly make trouble and give you a scoop on the head with one palm?"

Seeing that Ye Wuji was not in a hurry, but walked to the chess table with an extremely sad expression, reached out and lifted the lid of the chess jar, and then grabbed a handful of chess pieces.

The old man Luming immediately shouted: "Boy, what do you want to do!?"

I saw that Ye Wuji's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and the snow-white chess pieces were actually held into fine powder and slipped from Ye Wuji's hand.

Ye Wuji sniffled and apologized: "I'm sorry, old master, when I'm in a bad mood, I like to crush something, please forgive me......"

"Ah....... "Everyone was shocked, and secretly said in their hearts, what is wrong with this?

"Old Master Wei, your suspicion of the younger generation is justified. Ye Wuji continued, still with a sad face, as if he had a story, "Since the junior is a disciple of the Shenwu Sect, far away in the northwest, he came here for the matter of Manniu Mountain, but why did he come to the Dragon Mansion, and why did he participate in the martial arts competition of the second lady of your mansion?"

Wei Ziming frowned and stared at Ye Wuji viciously, like an old snake spirit who would eat people at any time.

"Yes, why, you give an honest explanation to the old man!"

"What's the why!" the old man Luming shouted bitterly, that was his beloved, precious chess piece, the boutique goods produced by the Linglong Workshop, which was so held into a pile of powder by Ye Wuji, and the old man's heart was dripping blood. But in this situation, it's not good to say much.

"Because the second lady of your family doesn't want to get married, so she entrusted me to get her out, but there is something wrong with it, so she has to let me participate in some martial arts competition. Ye Wuji said secretly in his heart.

Of course, this can only be said in the heart, and what is said on the lips is of course another set of words.

Ye Wuji smiled miserably, his eyes were scattered, as if he was drifting into the distance, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"The love is deep, the rain is cloudy, how many buildings are ...... in the smoke and rain" Ye Wuji took out a letterhead from his arms and sent it to the Eight Immortals table between the two old masters, "Two old masters, please look, this letter is from Miss Xiaoyun's hand?"

Two old men, were baffled. What is "deep love, rainy and misty"? How does it have anything to do with the second lady?

The two old men, since they are called masters, must be well versed in the six arts of Confucianism.

Among the six arts, "books" are, of course, very important. A Confucian master, if he does not have a deep attainment in calligraphy, simply cannot be called a master.

The two looked at the letterhead separately, and saw that on a pale pink letter paper, there were a few lines of delicate but a hint of man's tough handwriting-

The two old men looked at each other after reading the letterhead, isn't this the handwriting of Miss Long Er and Long Xiaoyun?

The letter, of course, came from Long Xiaoyun's hand, how could it be fake.

This letter was also written by Long Xiaoyun last night, Ye Wuji said to Long Xiaoyun: "I entered your house, it was full of danger, if you have to let me stay here and participate in some kind of martial arts competition, then you have to ensure my own safety, right?"

Long Xiaoyun thought about it, and immediately studied the ink and wrote the letter. A pale pink letter paper was also used to show a girlish feeling.

Then Long Xiaoyun told Ye Wuji and asked him to say that he had met her when he was a child before. And the two little guesses, this time back to the southeast region, originally wanted to take the opportunity to find themselves, recount the love of the year, and then I didn't expect to hear the news of the competition to recruit relatives, so I came to the meeting.

Ye Wuji's expression froze in a state of extreme surprise. "Snap" clapped his hands and exclaimed: "I didn't expect you, a lady with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, to make up nonsense, and you also have an essay, just open your mouth!"

Long Xiaoyun didn't say anything about Ye Wuji's compliments.

Ye Wuji suddenly asked again: "How is it, what are the plans of the young lady after going out this time?" Suddenly he paused and slapped his mouth, "These days, pretending to be an elegant person, pretending not to speak human words is ......"

Long Xiaoyun sneered: "Speaking of which, you are a little charming when you are serious." ”

Ye Wuji said: "That's no vision, I can't see the light of my essence, Begonia likes my casual demeanor......"

Long Xiaoyun immediately looked hehe, and secretly said that this guy is really unbeatable in terms of shamelessness.

"I'm not lying, I did meet someone when I was a kid, and he was full of light. ”

Ye Wuji choked on a sip of tea, pointed to the letterhead in his hand, and looked incredulous: "Ahem...... Ahem, is this story true?"

Long Xiaoyun glared at Ye Wuji angrily, and said proudly: "Of course it's true, his name is Zhao Qinglong, if you have seen him, you will also be overwhelmed by his eyes, cold, profound, and melancholy...... We were all young at the time, but he seemed very mature. ”

This was the first time Ye Wuji had heard the name "Zhao Qinglong". However, in the near future, after he saw him with his own eyes, he could only say what Long Xiaoyun said, it was all-none of them were true.

"After I go out, I must find him!" Long Xiaoyun said firmly.

"We can help you. Ye Wuji did not forget to take the opportunity to advertise.

"Yes, yes," Long Xiaoyun said, "but I don't have much money. ”

"Huh?" Ye Wuji said, "Then forget it......"

“......”

"Oh, by the way," Ye Wuji said suddenly, "your letter is still flawed by something, not perfect." ”

"What's missing?"

"You don't have to care," Ye Wuji picked up the pen, found a piece of paper, wrote down a few lines, and said to Long Xiaoyun: "You follow this, add it in front of the original letter, and write another one." ”

"Ah...... what did you add?" Long Xiaoyun picked up a few lines written by Ye Wuji, raised her eyebrows deeply, and said: "The love is deep, the rain is cloudy, how many buildings are there...... In the Smoke and Rain...... This is a poem you made? You can still write such a poem with the appearance of a child? I can't see it......"

"Maybe," Ye Wuji said, "I don't know who wrote it, anyway, I remember it in my head, and I haven't seen this poem circulated on the mainland—you don't know, I've had amnesia." ”

After listening to this, Long Xiaoyun's face turned out to be like this.

Ye Wuji said again: "Hurry up and write, I have to find someone to make it old when I take it back." ”

That night, Ye Wuji handed over the letter to Li Haitang and asked her to find someone to complete the old work. This kind of thing, of course, is an expert in the Divine Catcher.

Li Haitang smiled and said, "Big brother, did you keep this poem after you lost your memory?"

Ye Wuji said with regret: "Yes, alas, what money-making cheats, treasure maps and the like were not left behind - all that was left was these things......"

"You can publish a poetry collection or something, can't you sell it for money?"

"Can you still make money writing books?Begonia, don't make fun of me......" Ye Wuji sighed, "If you don't starve to death, you'll be lucky......

Li Haitang smiled but did not speak, like a tree blooming begonia.

"The love is deep, the rain is misty, how many buildings are in the smoke and rain, remember the original ......" Wei Ziming frowned and read at the same time.

"Ahem......" Ye Wuji clenched his fists lightly, put them to his mouth and coughed lightly twice. "Old master, it's hard to read out private letters, right?"

"Uh...... What is the relationship between you and Miss Two?"

"It's not a secret, when the younger generation was young, he once came to the southeast region, and he had his own relationship with Miss Xiaoyun in Tianlong Temple. ”

"What ......?" the crowd was shocked, "is there such a thing?"

"It's true," Ye Wuji replied, "This is exactly what the younger generation said about 'life and death', the world is vast, when I was young, I didn't leave a contact information, so I hurriedly rushed back to the Northwest Tianjian Mountain with my master - the younger generation thought that I would never have the chance to see Miss Xiao Yun again in this life......"

"Hmm......" Wei Ziming also fell silent for a while, and he also thought of a girl, a girl he had a relationship with when he was young. Ye Wuji's story is made up, but the old man's story is true.

He set his eyes on the letterhead, "deep affection...... ...... rain", the old man had mixed feelings for a while, and almost burst into tears.

However, he still suppressed this emotion and pondered: "Speaking of which, the second lady was indeed taken by her wife to live in Tianlong Temple for a while when she was young...... In this way, it is the old man who is rude, and there are many offends, and Ye Shaoxia is not to blame in the past. ”

Wei Ziming knew that the children of the great sect said that if they didn't give themselves face, they wouldn't give it! Although this Ye Wuji seemed to be very easy to talk to, what he said was really excessive, and it was hard to guarantee that if there was any dissatisfaction in people's hearts?

I've already lost face once in the morning, and I can't lose it again, and if I lose it again, I don't even have a second face. Fortunately, Ye Wuji didn't say anything. The old man sighed, he was worthy of being a disciple of a first-class sect, and he was so educated in terms of etiquette.

Ye Wuji looked at Wei Ziming's expression change, and was stunned in his heart, "I'll take it, it seems that this old gang is also a person with a story!" At the same time, he thought that he had amnesia, even if he had any stories, he couldn't remember them, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart that seemed to be the size of a mosquito's leg, and at the same time he was determined to find out his life experience as soon as possible and retrieve his memory.

Wei Ziming felt that there was nothing to ask, and said: "Since this is the case, then Ye Shaoxia please go back, the old man still has something to discuss with me, Brother Luming." ”

Ye Wuji also said: "In this way, the junior will leave." ”

As soon as Ye Wuji walked on his front feet, the atmosphere in the room changed suddenly.

"Big brother, now ...... This...... What should I do?" the old man couldn't help but look worried.

Wei Ziming also seemed to be preoccupied, he never expected that this genuine Ye Wuji would have such a demeanor.

Not only that, but it is also a seed of infatuation. is not only a seed of infatuation, but also has such a thousand-mile relationship with the second lady of the Long family, Long Batian and Long Bayun.

The most important thing is that now people are here to participate in this martial arts competition.

What should I do?

The second prince is certainly an ideal object to cling to, but Ye Wuji is not a poor boy in the ravine—just kidding, the chief disciple of the big sect is much more noble than the prince of the big country in the world of Middle-earth.

What to do?

Wei Ziming didn't dare to make up his mind. Long Xiaoyun is not her daughter after all, where is her turn to make her own decisions.

The old man frowned, was silent for a moment, and said, "Everything, let's wait for the head of the family to finish the retreat, and then ask for instructions." ”

"Big brother, this ...... What should I do!" Old Man Lu Ming asked again bitterly.

"What is good, didn't I say it," Wei Ziming said impatiently, "I'll discuss it when the head of the family comes out." ”

"I mean my delicate chess pieces...... Lu Ming said sadly, "The best clam stone, hundreds of thousands of dragon coins, just gone......"

Wei Ziming frowned: "I said a long time ago, let you don't avoid these foreign ways, it is useless to improve your chess skills, it's just a plaything!"

The old man felt a lot more comfortable - when he went out in the morning, he met the disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, and he was so angry that he finally found a place to vent.