Han Youyu was kicked into the hall by Zhang Jiuqing's sturdy kick.

A few days ago, as soon as he arrived in Lixia, Zhang Jiutian wanted to find the person who was not sure of his identity in Han Kunpeng's mouth to confirm, but Yang Tangguan was quite enthusiastic, and arranged a meal and arranged the room, delaying a lot of time, and then Han Kunpeng asked the two uncles to rest and rest on the grounds of a long journey. There is naturally no contradiction between the disciples and grandsons who are so filial to Zhang Jiutian, but fortunately, they are not in a hurry, so they will be delayed for another day.

Finally to today, there is nothing to do, I never expected that Han Youyu made such a fuss again, everyone can see that Zhang Jiuqing, who was secretly called "Mother Big Worm" by Wudang disciples, seemed to be eating people, Zhang Jiutian wanted to find that person, but he didn't dare to touch his own couple's mold head at the moment, so he had to hang it high.

Zhang Jiutian's attitude towards Han Youyu has always been lukewarm, just because of his senior brother's face, he can't resist this apprentice, but he will never love Han Youyu as much as his own grandson.

Wudang is now five generations, the old guys of the upper generation either feather the world, or the soldiers to Wudang to earn some merits, most of the nine-character generation are also in retreat and practice, just to break through the bottleneck in their lifetime, but also to fall into the reputation of the rainbow soaring. For example, Han Youyu, an outer disciple of the month generation, would not have been treated as entering the mountain to learn art, and his own brother was only occasionally selected by the inner sect master. However, Zhang Jiuding, the current head of Wudang in the nine-character generation, is quite fond of him, so he treats this nominal outer disciple and inner disciple equally.

can count the five generations of Wudang, there are no less than 1,000 people in the inner and outer doors, and those who like Han Youyu can be counted on one hand, and they are not all disgusting because of their temperament.

Han Youyu almost fell to the ground, and even if he was angry, he didn't dare to speak.

Yang Tangguan, who was sitting upright, saw that the atmosphere was not right, got up, turned around and went to the backyard, and before he turned around, he heard the Kundao female crown shouting, "Kneel!" ”

"If you don't look bad, you have a big temper." Yang Tangguan muttered to himself, "I don't know how the Nine Heavens Dao Master can stand it." ”

Seeing Yang entanglement leaving, that Kun Dao real person couldn't hold back his temper anymore, and scolded Han Youyu is head and face angrily, and even Han Kunpeng, who was silent on the side, was affected, even so, he was still angry, this female crown who was secretly called the "mother big worm" was really hot-tempered, and in the end, even Zhang Jiutian, who had been watching his nose and nose, was inevitably defeated.

scolded Han Youyu for not becoming a climate and ruining the reputation accumulated by Wudang for thousands of years, and he was already so angry that he wanted to expel this shameless man from the door on his own. He also scolded Han Kunpeng for being a brother in vain, he couldn't even restrain his younger brother, and he was used to his younger brother doing dirty things that insulted the family style of his teacher. His emotions are becoming more and more uncontrollable, and when he arrives at Zhang Jiutian, he is scolded for being cold all day long with a cold appearance that has nothing to do with himself, and he doesn't care about the affairs in his own sect, and he is a teacher in vain.

This is a good thing, because of the stinking scolding caused by Han Youyu, the whole mansion was filled with Zhang Jiuqing's scolding and roaring, and those maids and servants could be regarded as seeing the anger of this female crown who was so impatient and terrifying now.

vented the unappeaseable anger in his heart, even if Zhang Jiuqing lost the frightening demeanor just now, he was still uneasy, and looked coldly at Han Youyu, who was kneeling in the middle hall, and ordered Han Kunpeng to lock him in the backyard room again.

Watching the two leave, although Zhang Jiutian was also told by himself, a Taoist companion with a straight intestine, he also understood it in his heart. didn't think too much about persuasion, and said slowly: "You are also a little heavier." ”

The anger that Zhang Jiuqing had just suppressed in his heart was about to rise again, and Zhang Jiutian hurriedly said: "The affairs of the sect, let's just turn a blind eye, how can we take care of these messes?" ”

Zhang Jiuqing was angry, and said, "You still have to speak for this thing that hasn't grown?" His tone was flat, but his eyes were staring at Zhang Jiutian like a knife.

Zhang Jiutian couldn't do anything about the Taoist couple who couldn't control his temper after half a hundred years old, and said with a smile: "You scolded him like that, and beat him so many times, and I don't know how to retract it, senior brother should talk about you when he knows it." ”

"Hmph, this kid ruined my Wudang style, didn't abide by my Taoist rules, and I couldn't care if I bumped into me, an elder?" Zhang Jiuqing gritted his teeth and was quite resentful of what Han Youyu had done.

"Senior brother doesn't care, what the hell are we doing here?" Zhang Jiutian didn't take things to heart, and looked indifferent, "The rules and precepts are bound by those who have the Tao in their hearts, and how many of these outer disciples have kept them?" Do you have to take care of it? ”

Zhang Jiuqing made Zhang Jiutian speechless, and he didn't know what to say for a while, he didn't have the consciousness of "out of sight and out of mind", and sprinkled all his grievances on Han Youyu who was lying on the bed in the room, "I wondered, how did the senior brother see that this ointment was a blessing from the outer door." Don't say that his brother Kunpeng, there are so many outer disciples in my sect, and there are many people who are better than him and have more opportunities than him, how can he let such an unfashionable kid bear the word "luck"? Over the years, I have seen that his Taoism has not made much progress, but he has ruined my reputation every day, which is really infuriating! ”

Zhang Jiutian stepped forward and sat opposite Zhang Jiuqing, and persuaded: "Let's not ask more about what Senior Brother did, maybe he has other plans in his heart." ”

Zhang Jiuqing's gunpowder temper was also eliminated a lot by Zhang Jiutian's dough-like temperament, and he didn't know what to say after a long sigh.

Zhang Jiutianfu said again: "Okay, let's not mention the past, take a few trips to calm your mind, and your anger hurts your body." ”

Zhang Jiuqing agreed, and was about to meditate, when he suddenly said, "Are you sure?" ”

The question was vague, and Zhang Jiutian, who had been a Taoist couple for decades, naturally understood the meaning of these words, "Nine times out of ten." ”

The answers were vague, but they were clear.

"Do you think Senior Brother really believed that proverb?" Zhang Jiuqing asked a nonsensical word for no reason.

Zhang Jiutian was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Even if the senior brother believes it, what can this family do to my door?" Back then, that guy couldn't do anything with me when he acted like this in the rivers and lakes, what can he do now? ”

"Then what did Senior Brother tell us to do? You can't just make sure this person is real or fake. ”

Zhang Jiutian was silent.

"Is it possible, do you really want to marry Qianzai Wu now?"

Zhang Jiutian finally looked squarely at this female crown who was deeply in love with him, his eyes were condensed, and after a few breaths, he took a long breath and waved the dust, "That's it, this is not something we can control." ”

Zhang Jiuqing finally collected his emotions and sighed, as if he was echoing him.

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Bo Jinhou grabbed the duck's neck and walked into the courtyard thoughtlessly, after all, he was still inexperienced, and Bo Jinhou, a young man of eighteen or nineteen, naturally couldn't hide things in his heart, whether he was happy or angry was all reflected on one face.

The third watch of the night is not a good person, but seeing Bo Jinhou squatting there without saying a word to kill ducks and pluck feathers, he still asked, "What's wrong?" ”

My sister was thoughtful, and when she heard Ye San ask like this, she knew that Bo Jinhou had something to do, and she also asked, "What happened?" ”

Bo Jinhou thought that he had sprinkled all his anger on the duck, and the plucking force was inevitably a little heavier, and he said hatefully in his mouth: "I saw Han Youyu." ”

Night three is even more abrupt.

"Then practice hard, practice hard, and strive to avenge your aunt as soon as possible." The sister on the swing had a flat expression, and she couldn't bear it, "If you have the strength to sulk here, it's better to use it in martial arts, is it possible to sulk and take revenge on your aunt?" ”

Bo Jinhou didn't speak, and he felt that what his sister said was not unreasonable.

Ye San was even more curious: "How did you meet him?" ”

Bo Jinhou's hands kept moving, cleaning up the fluff on the duck's body, and carefully explained what he had just gone out, but Ye San was more curious about the people around Han Youyu.

"You mean you saw a female crown?" My sister asked.

The ducks were cleaned up, Bo Jinhou began to light a fire to boil water, and when he heard his sister's question, he also asked, "What is the female crown?" ”

"Female Taoist." My sister explained quite patiently, "Daogu is a common name, this name is just the name of the Lower Riba people, and people in the Daomen don't like this name." ”

"Oh." Bo Jinhou suddenly, "It's a female Taoist priest in blue clothes, leading Han Youyu and a man." "Bo Jinhou doesn't know Han Kunpeng, and the people he inquired about a few days ago were Han Youyu, and he didn't know anything about anyone else.

Ye San looked at his sister, he seemed to have guessed the identity of the female Taoist, and he thought that the Kundao female crown who could wear blue clothes in Wudang Mountain was just that. My sister groaned for a while, and thought: "The Nine Qing Dao Chiefs are here, and the Nine Heavens Dao Chiefs should also be there." ”

"Who are you talking about?" Bo Jinhou looked puzzled.

Ye Sangen didn't want to explain too much to Bo Jinhou, and asked, "What are these two people doing here?" "Apparently the sister who asked.

The elder sister naturally thinks more than the younger brother, even if she thinks of some unexpected results, she is worried that her younger brother will follow the blind thoughts, so she didn't say anything more at the moment, but said: "The legs are on other people's bodies, you can go wherever you want." ”

Bo Jinhou also heard that there was something in the words of the sister and brother, and his heart was even more suspicious, "Do you know them? ”

I have always felt a little inexplicable guilt for Bo Jinhou, and now I don't know what to say anymore, but my sister put down the piece of breast meat called "duck sprouts" and gave a reasonable explanation: "There are two Taoist priests on Wudang Mountain. That is, he answered Bo Jinhou, and covered up his communication with these two people.

Bo Jinhou didn't doubt him, and his mind didn't have those twists and turns, he just thought he was scaring himself, so he said: "What's wrong with Wudang?" Murder pays for life. At the end of the sentence, the two words lost all the momentum of the original sentence, "I have to avenge my aunt." Although he lost the momentum at the beginning, the determination in his eyes made Ye Sangen a little appreciated.

This person, there is a rush, it is called life.

But after all, this is a grudge between life and death, and Ye San wants to comfort him even more, but he doesn't know what to say, he knows the pain of being separated from his relatives.

The most bitter thing in the world is life and separation, and the most bitter thing is death. It's just that when you lose it, it's just pain, and when you accidentally think about it in the future, it's painful to the bone.

My sister also guessed something from the silence that followed, but she didn't say anything, and gently tore the oily duck rack.

Bo Jinhou was depressed, and even the fat duck with the stew lost a little bit of heat. My sister's gourmour-like tricky mouth, and after eating two of the most tender duck breasts, she stopped chopsticks and just drank soup, which was obviously much worse than the mud chicken yesterday. Bo Jinhou has something in his heart, but he doesn't know how to eat, and he has a pair of chopsticks and puts them in his mouth and chews them for a long time. On the contrary, the third watch of the night is not picky, and it is a pleasure to have wine and meat.

After eating, my sister, who has a regular schedule and rest, went to take a nap, and the third watch watched Bo Jinhou practice the set of three-plate axes that were somewhat formed in his hands.

Thinking that the enemy was close in front of him but he couldn't do anything, Bo Jinhou just cut the void in front of him this afternoon, and the force of the axe was like tearing the air apart, which was quite powerful.

The third night is not persuaded, it's okay to do this, so venting, at least the resentment in his heart can't control him, if he keeps it in his heart, I'm afraid that after a long time, he will be radical enough to do some stubborn things.

I didn't expect that there would be such an effect, but this move had a double effect with half the effort.

Two hours down, the sun hanging obliquely in the sky has also disappeared behind the pavilion in the distance, a little panting Bo Jinhou has made a lot of progress this afternoon, and the third night has to sigh that Bo Jinhou's copy should be born to practice martial arts, although it is not comparable to those old rivers and lakes who have experienced three and five years of hard work, but it is more than enough to deal with some ordinary martial arts people.

The sky gradually darkened, Bo Jinhou withdrew his hand, threw the giant axe in his hand very casually, and said hello to the two sisters and brothers of the night three watches and was about to leave.

My sister, who was sitting on the threshold of the house casually, spoke, "A thousand years ago, the Taoist ancestor Zhuang Laojun once said that the avengers do not break their hearts, although they have resentment, they do not complain. Do you know what that means? ”

I don't know who this is talking to, in fact, I don't need to say who she asked, with her understanding of her younger brother, this younger brother who has been very resistant even if he has seen the secret methods of martial arts since he was a child will naturally not pay attention to these awkward words, and Bo Jinhou, these few days of contact can only report his cultural level.

It was the elder sister who did not need to specify who to ask, and then explained: "A vengeful man will not break the sword that has hurt him, and even if he has hatred in his heart, he will not resent the unintentional harm to him." ”

"Huh?" These two people understand that they understand, but they don't understand a little.

Obviously, my sister has been instigating Bo Jinhou, why did Li persuade him again at this time? !

"It's all fart!" My sister actually burst into a foul language, "If you have such thoughts, this world is not all messed up." ”

"I hope that this hatred is not blinded by your eyes and heart, but the steel knife on your head that is always urging."

"If you have a grudge, you will be resentful."