Text Chapter 247: The Waste
Gu Xiang smiled in a low voice, turned to look at him, and said, "Which young man is not frivolous, if it comes to frivolity, my family Jinyan is even more boundless than this kid." Wen Shui, aren't you referring to Sang scolding Huai?"
Gu Wenshui, who was ranked fifth, touched his nose, and there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.
He laughed and said, "Big brother, you think too much, Jinyan's kid, I still like it." β
As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people looked at him with strange eyes.
Can you old boy not like him?
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Gu Kaihan put a palm on the former's shoulder, slapped a heavy muffled sound, and said: "You still have the face to talk about others, when you were young, you didn't want to take the eighth master step all the time, and look at people with your nostrils facing the sky! Putting on a heroic appearance all day long, it can no longer be described as frivolous, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is arrogant." Now you're in your sixties, and I don't see you restraining yourself, aren't you alive and well?"
Distant memories are refreshed......
Everyone couldn't help but think of the style of this thing when they were young, and suddenly even their breathing was a little heavier, even if it was the head of the family, Gu Xiang, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and he had the urge to beat people.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Wenshui laughed dryly, and hurriedly said, "That...... The matter here has also been dealt with, I am a little worried that my eldest nephew, the eldest niece will be locked up, I am really worried that he will cause some trouble, so I will withdraw first. β
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Gu Jinyan is a scourge for the disaster, as we all know.
However, a place with a strong judiciary like Dali Temple is dedicated to imprisoning scourges.
I never thought that he, the biggest scourge of cancer in Yong'an City, had never been in prison in it.
is just the opposite of him, for the sake of positive teaching materials, Kuang Gong Justice, and his sister who fought on the battlefield for the country went first.
Gu Jinyan's eyes were gloomy, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he walked quickly.
Until he arrived at the foot of the main entrance of Dali Temple, he couldn't help but stop walking.
Because this is Dali Temple, it is the jurisdiction of Rashomon.
Although he is the eldest son of the Gu family and the eldest son of the Taiwei, he is still a cloth cloth after all.
He can walk sideways in Yong'an City, even if he is a street tyrant like Ling Tiansu, others can't do anything about him.
But if he arrived at this Dali Temple, he couldn't tolerate his arrogance.
Because his own sister is now being held here.
This is like his Gu Dashao's pigtails falling into someone else's hands.
What's more, now Shaoqing of Dali Temple is summer and autumn!
Of the nine great families of the Great Jin Dynasty, the Xia family occupies a place.
Although his status in the DPRK and China is still financial, he is far inferior to the Gu family.
But the Xia family had a summer fortune autumn, the proud protΓ©gΓ© of the master of Rashomon, and his status was second only to Shangguan Tang.
In his hands, there is no case that cannot be tried, and there is no confession that cannot be forced.
His vicious temperament doesn't look like a son of a family at all.
He is a concubine, and he is also a very unfavored concubine.
The head of the Xia family didn't like this son, so when he was seven years old, he threw this son to Rashomon for training.
And what kind of place is Rashomon, the place of cultivation is full of malice and ruthlessness.
Even if the family deliberately wants their children to experience it and find a good way out with a bright future.
But most of them have passed the age of the crown and embarked on the path of cultivation before they dare to let their children enter this Rashomon.
And throwing it directly to Rashomon at the age of seven without giving any resources is an example of stocking, and the Xia family has set a precedent.
No one cares about a piece of waste.
Just when the head of the Xia family himself forgot to have such a son.
He has risen!
Perhaps he experienced too many cruel realities in his childhood, which led to his current cruel methods.
But Rashomon needs such a person.
If it were in other places, Xia Yunqiu met Gu Jinyan, I am afraid that he would have to take a detour.
But if Gu Jinyan enters this Dali Temple, it will be two completely different concepts.
Before Gu Jinyan officially set foot on the gate of Dali Temple, he was stopped by several guards.
"Do you have an official document?"
"Nope. Gu Jinyan replied coldly, suppressing the violent emotions in his heart, he knew that he had to endure it!
Who knew that the man's tone was even colder: "Without official documents, idlers should not enter!"
Although he, Gu Jinyan, didn't know this sergeant, he could see from the sergeant's eyes that he must know himself, but he didn't mean to be accommodating at all.
"My Gu Jinyan looks at my sister, do I still need an official document?"
The gloomy mood on Gu Jinyan's face became more and more obvious, and he was obviously on the verge of having a seizure.
"Business is official, please don't ask Gu Shaomo to embarrass me!"
"Let him in," a young man's voice rang out......
Everyone looked at it, and there was a long figure standing inside the main gate of Dali Temple.
His complexion was slightly pale, as if he had not seen the sun all day, the light inside the door was very limited, and the black shadow on his face was a bit gloomy and mysterious, and the black clothes seemed to be about to merge with the darkness behind him.
"I've seen Lord Xia. β
The guards saluted.
This person was Xia Yunqiu, his faint eyes shot over, and Gu Jinyan only felt that there was a trace of weird emotions in that gaze that he couldn't understand.
Without saying a word, he turned and disappeared into the darkness.
Gu Jinyan hurriedly pushed aside the guards who were blocking him, and then chased after him, and disappeared into the darkness of the gate together.
This time, the guards did not stop him too much, and he still let him in.
Gu Jinyan walked in the secluded passage, his eyes were gloomy, and he had the heart to keep up with Xia Yunqiu's footsteps, so he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
But he found that no matter how fast he quickened his pace, the long figure in front of him always kept a distance of twenty paces from him unhurriedly.
Gu Jinyan knew the gap in cultivation between the two of them, and forcibly endured the anger that was about to overflow in his heart.
Finally, under the leadership of Xia Yunqiu, they came to the end of the prison.
Gu Jinyan's eyes were flushed red, his white eyeballs were bloodshot, and his black eyes were burning with angry flames.
The prison was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.
Through the iron fence, through the faint light of the fire, Gu Jinyan looked at the woman with messy hair and wounds.
Her hands and feet were clasped by two thick iron chains, and a white prison uniform was loosely draped over her, and her head was covered with blood oozing from the whip.
The woman's eyelids were drooping, her lips were pursed, but her face was very calm.
"Who the told you to do it!"
Gu Jinyan's fists creaked, and the breath that erupted became hot from anger.
For Gu Jinyan's roar, Xia Yunqiu turned a deaf ear.
The guard in charge of guarding it took out a bunch of keys from his waist with great discernment, and quickly opened the iron door.
Xia Yunqiu pushed the door in, came to a square table and sat down, poured a cup of herbal tea for himself very calmly, but was not in a hurry to drink it, took it in his hand and gently turned the teacup, and stared at the ink tea in the cup with his pupils faint.
Gu Jinyan followed closely, ignoring Xia Yunqiu, and came to Gu Ran in three steps and two steps.
He stretched out his hands tremblingly, as if he was afraid of hurting her, and shook his sister's shoulders very gently.
"Sister......
Even he didn't notice when his voice had become so hoarse.
Gu Ran slowly opened his eyes, and the black pupils were calm and lusterful under the reflection of the candle flame.
She moved her dry lips and said, "Jinyan?"
Gu Jinyan nodded violently: "It's me, it's Jinyan, I'll take you out of here now." β
Gu Ran chuckled, and said with a bleak smile: "You can't take me away, listen to my sister's words, go home first, what is more important for you now is to keep filial piety for the third uncle." β
At the mention of Gu Heyan, the woman's bright eyes were finally dyed with a faint layer of sadness and gray.
Gu Jinyan's chest was suffocated, how could he not understand that keeping filial piety was just an excuse to let him leave.
Seeing my sister's appearance, no matter how stubborn she usually is, she has restrained herself.
Gu Jinyan didn't mean to fight with her to stay, he touched her chapped and bleeding lips with his fingertips, and said softly: "Sister, I'll pour you a glass of water to drink." β
As soon as the voice fell, the already faint firelight was blocked by a black figure.
"Although I brought you in, but Gu Jinyan, you can't help but take this place too seriously, is it really on your Gu family's territory?"
Gu Jinyan's eyes were cold, and he turned his head to greet his ancestor for the eighteenth generation.
A splash of cold ink tea crossed his line of sight, and it was straight, and all the remaining drops were splashed on Gu Ran's face.
Gu Ran's head was slightly off, and the water beads still slid down his cheeks, and there was no trace of humiliation in his eyes.
Xia Yunqiu held the teacup in his hand, still maintaining the spilling motion, with a faint mocking sneer on his face.
Gu Jinyan chuckled fiercely twice, his voice was suppressed and low, like a beast about to erupt.
He stood up suddenly, his robe stirring without wind, and deep in his dark pupils, two red flames rose from the ground.
The candle flame in the candlestick hung on the wall, as if sensing something terrible, and it jumped uneasily and wildly.
The light in the room flickered on and off, making the shadow behind Gu Jinyan dance like a mad demon.
The air in this space was rapidly draining, as if an extremely terrifying and violent flame was engulfing the air of this space.
It became extremely hot, and the white candles on the candlesticks quickly melted.
Xia Yunqiu casually threw the teacup in his hand, and the porcelain teacup fell to the ground without making a sound.
He said expressionlessly: "Two months ago, you Gu Jinyan Uncle Gu played with women and lost all your cultivation, and your life was almost lost, and later, it was Taiwei Gu who sacrificed an Elder Anru Keqing and gave you all his life's cultivation, and now you have recovered the Soul Condensation Realm, but, even so, do you think you are my opponent?"
Xia Yunqiu's tone sank suddenly, the palm of his right hand was slightly raised, and then he made a simple downward pressing action.
The frenzied candle flame calmed down instantly, and the distorted air quieted down.
(PS: It's Valentine's Day, huh...... Everyone holds hands, I hold my dog, who dares to show affection, go up and take a bite!)