Volume 2 Sword Boy Tour Chapter 126 A piece of paper can also send lovesickness
A slightly solemn atmosphere shrouded in the small courtyard, Yang Qing looked at the straight back in front of him, heroic and excited, in his impression, it seemed that he had never seen Uncle Xun so excited and solemn, even if Brother Ling went to chase the world back then, he couldn't see too much excitement and interest from Uncle Xun.
Seeing that no one stood up to answer the call, and there was a little embarrassing scene for a while, Fu Lin smiled and took out a letter from his arms, "Uncle Xun, good things." β
Xun Yu took it with a smile, "Little rabbit, I finally remember." β
"Ah, are you really my idol's master?" Li Zi finally believed it now.
I don't blame him, he doesn't know any people in this courtyard.
At the same time, he couldn't beat any of them, which hurt his young mind a little.
Xun Yu raised his eyebrows, "What, it's not like?"
Li Zi hurriedly said: "It's like!
Turning his back to sigh and sighing, he didn't dare to speak well to these people he couldn't beat, it was really uncomfortable.
I think I'm a plum hero crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, why did I fall into such a big hole today.
He sat down at the stone table next to him angrily, didn't care, picked up the pastries on the table and began to eat.
I took a bite and my eyes widened, "Oh, it tastes so good?"
Xun Yu scolded with a smile, "How did Li Zhichuan teach you to be such a fool." β
Li Zi just didn't hear it, I can't beat you, so I won't come out, take a small notebook in my heart and write it down, and when I go back to complain to the old man, if he can't beat him, the two of us will be shrunken turtles together.
Slowly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and looked at the two thin pages, Xun Yu's brows frowned faintly.
What can you write on these two pages, really!
Wen Wei stretched his neck to the side and looked at it secretly, Xun Yu smiled back and kicked it lightly, "You old thing, what are you peeping on! Do you think Yunluo remembers you?"
Wen Wei smiled and dodged away, "I can see it, the last paragraph, let you say hello to me on his behalf!"
"Believe it or not, I'm beating you to death. Xun Yu raised his fist.
Li Zi shook his head uncontrollably, naΓ―ve! What a naivety! I and my brothers and I stopped playing these tricks for several years.
Hey, let's concentrate on my pastries.
Xun Yu closed the letter with satisfaction and solemnly put it away, although he was making trouble for the old man, but for the sake of this grandfather, the old man didn't care about you.
He looked at Fu Lin, who was talking to Yang Qing in a low voice, "Where are those two guests from Fuxu Town now?"
Cen Wuxin arranged to rest in his small courtyard. β
Xun Yu turned his head and said to Wen Wei: "Old man, this matter is left to you." Make sure to settle in. β
"What's so important?" Wen Wei didn't know about the two of them, so he asked more.
Yang Qing told the origin of the two in a few words, and Li Zi pointed his ears and secretly listened to it, and suddenly realized, no wonder.
Wen Wei looked at Xun Yu, "Can't you see it?"
"I said that you old thing is determined to beg for a fight today, right?" Xun Yu glared at Wen Wei, "You are excited!"
plum
Zi covered his forehead and was speechless, look at me, I'm so naΓ―ve that I can't do it.
Xun Yu lay down on the rattan chair and waved his hand, "It's gone, touch Jingsheng, I can't stand this old bone." β
"Yang Qing, don't rush back, take a break in Jincheng. In the evening, Jiang Yan and Cao Yelai were called here to discuss matters. β
The white-clothed sword immortal nodded in response, and Fu Lin was about to turn away.
Xun Yu pointed to the plums that he had eaten contentedly, "Take him away, save yourself the trouble of looking here." β
Li Zixia was furious, slapped the table, and was about to angrily reprimand an old thing to say something!
Suddenly, someone grabbed the collar, and then clamped it under the armpit, and the cloth towel was stuffed into the mouth in time.
Yang Qing took the plum and left with Fu Lin.
Wen Wei also followed, and he was going to arrange Shao Lingzhi and Zhang De'an's affairs.
The small courtyard regained its tranquility, the rattan chairs swayed, and in the accompaniment of cicadas, Xun Yu squinted his eyes, there has been a big change that has not been seen in a thousand years, then let the old man play with you!
It's a pity that Jiang Taixu was trapped by the promise of the year and couldn't go out of the mountain, otherwise, it would be more fun.
Under the sunset, several fast horses galloped towards the Xiling Sword Sect, Cen Wuxin took the lead, reined in the horse at the mountain gate, threw the reins in his hand to the retinue behind, and walked towards the mountain gate.
The stone sword that was obliquely inserted outside the mountain gate before had long since disappeared, and it turned into nothingness after Jing Yuheng's shocking sword.
The vine wall was also replaced by a flowing light curtain, but the Sword Sect was still the Sword Sect.
Cen Wuxin came to the light curtain, but before he could speak, the light curtain opened an opening.
A green-shirted shadow slowly walked out, it was the new elder of the Sword Sect who was guarding the mountain gate today, Huo Beizhen.
He bowed, "Brother Cen, don't come unharmed." β
still has some good feelings for this White Horse Gang leader who once fought side by side with him.
What's more, it is said that before Yunluo came to Xiling, he had a good relationship with this person.
Therefore, Huo Beizhen, who is not smiling, did not spare a smile.
Cen Wuxin hurriedly returned the salute, "Wuxin has seen Elder Huo, and Elder Huo's demeanor is even more than in the past. β
Huo Beizhen pointed at him, "If others say this, they will be driven back by me." β
After a pause, he looked at Cen Wuxin and said, "I ran this trip in person, but is there something?"
Cen Wuxin nodded, "There is indeed something important, ask to see the sect master." β
"Let's go. Huo Beizhen led Cen Wuxin into the house and instructed a deacon to invite Cen Wuxin's entourage into the tea house to rest.
Cen Wuxin's entourage looked at the two departing shadows from a distance and whispered, "Look, this is the face of our gang leader." β
caused everyone to nod their heads, and they were honored.
On the mountain road, Cen Wuxin said, "It's Brother Yun who has sent a letter." β
Xise suddenly appeared on Huo Beizhen's face, "It's really a good thing." The master must have been very happy to hear this. β
The kingfisher chirped and the spring water tinkled, urging both of them to speed up.
The suzerainty is great
Outside, Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue stood side by side, looking at the large mountains of the Sword Sect.
Over the past year, Chen Qingfeng's smile has become more and more, he turned his head slightly, and looked at Bai Qingyue, "Senior Brother Bai, how is it?"
Bai Qingyue's face also had a smile on his face, "So you are a senior brother, now it seems that the vision of the master was really good." β
is obviously admitting defeat, but he doesn't see the slightest frustration when he says it.
Because the battle between him and Chen Qingfeng back then was a genuine gentleman's dispute, both for the survival of the thousand-year-old foundation of the Sword Sect.
"The reason why the Sword Sect can become the holy place of sword cultivation in the world is not because of how many amazing and brilliant sword immortals there are in the sect, how many rare sword scripture cheats in the world, but because of the heart of sword cultivation that we have always upheld. Therefore, the survival of the Sword Sect only depends on the survival of this heart. Chen Qingfeng stared into the distance, "If it becomes the Qingxi Sword Pond, and there are a few more Senior Uncle Jiang, it will not be the Sword Sect." β
"This is also the truth of what Ancestor Jing said last time, I have to admit that I thought it was extreme in those years. Bai Qingyue sighed slowly.
A hand patted Bai Qingyue's shoulder a few times, Chen Qingfeng was both comforting and admonishing: "The past is the past, focus on the future, the pressure of the imperial court is still the same, even stronger, and the situation of all parties has not improved much, this sect still needs you and me and all the senior brothers to support it." β
Bai Qingyue took a step back and said respectfully: "I am willing to listen to the orders of the sect master." β
"You're just getting angry. Chen Qingfeng deliberately straightened his face.
"Then the brothers and sisters work together to overcome the difficulties together?" Bai Qingyue also had a smile in his eyes.
The two looked at each other and smiled, full of grandeur and fierceness.
When Huo Beizhen appeared with Cen Wuxin, Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue had already reined in their minds and looked at the two quietly.
Cen Wuxin stepped forward quickly and saluted one by one, "Cen Wuxin has seen Sect Master Chen. β
"I've seen Deputy Sect Master Bai. β
Although it is best not to use the word "deputy" when calling someone else's position, if it is in front of the main position, Cen Wuxin can still distinguish the situation.
After all, he has experienced strong winds and waves, and has become a big man in Jincheng.
Chen Qingfeng and Bai Qingyue both responded with a smile, Chen Qingfeng stroked his beard and smiled: "Gang Master Cen has never come to my Sword Sect, what is the important matter this time?"
Huo Beizhen smiled on the side and didn't speak, silently waiting to see the changes in the expressions of Shizun and Uncle Bai.
Cen Wuxin took out a stack of letters from his arms, handed them to Chen Qingfeng respectfully with both hands, and said in his mouth: "The handwritten letters brought back by the Yunluo brothers, I don't worry about others, so I have to send them to the sect master in person." β
As soon as his words began, Chen Qingfeng was surprised to tear off a few beards and hurriedly reached out to take them.
Huo Beizhen covered his mouth and snickered, he had the impression that this bit of Shizun's beard was torn off by Yunluo's junior brother in fright, from the original Wenjian Mountain, to the semi-gathering of the big middle, and then to the present.
Yunluo is newly known as the Jianghu bandit, "beard killer." β
A little emotion slowly rose in Huo Beizhen's heart, it has been more than a year, and there are many ups and downs, joys and sorrows
Speech.
Looking back, it seems that the depressed self took the ignorant them to the entrance test, just yesterday.
But now they are all in different circumstances and have grown up separately.
Time, as expected, is the least to look back.
The contemplation was interrupted by a burst of laughter, Chen Qingfeng held the letter in one hand and stroked his beard with the other, letting out a burst of gratifying laughter.
Huo Beizhen was a little helpless, so he had to remind him loudly: "Master, please ask Gang Master Cen to go in and rest." β
Chen Qingfeng reacted at this time, and hurriedly slapped his head with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Gang Master Cen, please here." β
Cen Wuxin waved his hand again and again, "It's okay, it's okay, Sect Master Chen doesn't need to be polite." β
Chen Qingfeng looked at Huo Beizhen complainingly, "Beizhen, how did you do it, didn't remind me earlier!"
Huo Beizhen looked innocent, and felt that he still blamed me?
Yes, who made you the sect master and the master?
Bai Qingyue looked at him and smiled in return.
Instructed someone to serve Cen Wuxin tea and snacks, Chen Qingfeng was looking at the letter beautifully, and a voice suddenly remembered on the heart lake, "Chen Qingfeng, don't you hurry up and roll over with the letter!"
In the hut behind the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Taixu, who had a white beard, sat on the couch, and his beard was all because of the influence caused by the pressure of the formation at the beginning, if Zhou Mo and Xun Yu came two days late, it is estimated that there would be no Jiang Sword God in the world.
The movements in the Sword Sect Mountain Gate, as long as Jiang Taixu wanted to know, he could know about it, just like the four saints were in the world.
The moment Cen Wuxin said Yunluo's letter, his divine sense was attracted to the past.
Seeing that Chen Qingfeng was looking strong with him, Jiang Taixu was as anxious as a cat scratching;
Seeing that Chen Qingfeng didn't know how to send the letter to him quickly, Jiang Taixu was even more angry, so he had to remind him.
As for the question of whether Yunluo wrote a letter to himself, Jiang Tai didn't even think about it, he dared to be a little rabbit!
Over there, Chen Qingfeng smiled bitterly, handed the letter in his hand that he hadn't read carefully, and glanced at Huo Beizhen again, "It's all related to you, let's take a look." β
After speaking, he took out one of the remaining four envelopes and handed the remaining three to Huo Beizhen, "Go and send them to them." β
He bowed his hand to Cen Wuxin, "Cen Gang Master, lose your company." β
Cen Wuxin hurriedly stood up, "Sect Master Chen, you are busy. β
Chen Qingfeng took the letter into his arms, sighed and flew towards the direction of the Sword Pavilion.
Hey, who made him an uncle!
Huo Bei is really happy, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, who will be spared by the sky!
Sect Master Dazhong, Huo Beizhen leaned his head and looked at the letter in Bai Qingyue's hand with Bai Qingyue.
On the letter, Yunluo first briefly introduced his recent situation, saying that he had just come out of Fuxu Town, and he might have to continue to travel next. Then he greeted the sect master, greeted the elders, especially the two senior brothers Huo Beizhen and Bai Song, and asked about the current situation of the two senior brothers, hoping that everyone would work together and the Sword Sect would get better and better.
Cen Wuxin also added on the side: "This is the two years of Yunluotuo
Ling Shuai's deceased sent it, and met a villain on the way, but fortunately, Li Zhangjiao of Zixiao Palace appeared and saved the two, and then Li Zhangjiao also ordered his descendant disciple Li Zi to personally escort the two to Jincheng. β
To be honest, this is a letter full of guests, but both of them read it with relish, just because the person who wrote the letter was different, and the bumpy road to deliver the letter.
After the two of them finished reading, Cen Wuxin also stood up, "Since the letter has been delivered, Wuxin won't bother much, so I will leave." β
Bai Qingyue saw that it was getting late, so he kept him in the Sword Sect to rest and return to Jincheng tomorrow morning.
Huo Beizhen also suggested this, indicating that he personally escorted Cen Wuxin back, Cen Wuxin thought about it, looked at the sun that had already set on the mountain, and agreed.
Returning to Jincheng overnight, if something happens, it can't be done.
Well, the better you live, the more you will spare your life.
The three of them all left the sect master, Huo Beizhen first accompanied Cen Wuxin to the guest house, and then went to the caves on the main peak to deliver the letter.
Bai Qingyue also wanted to return to his own mountain, and by the way, he chatted with his son for a few words, Yunluo said in the letter that he had already been inferior to the divine conception, and his son was still in the divine artistic conception, and the gap was narrowing, so he had to be spurred.
In the empty sect master, the wind whimpered, and the curtains swayed gently, as if they were also expressing their agreement for Chen Qingfeng.
Chen Qingfeng smiled all over his face, "Uncle Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your demeanor is even worse!"
Jiang Taixu made a blank face and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid you're in the wrong place." β
"I'm sincere, whenever I think that the Sword Sect has a senior uncle in charge, I sleep peacefully, and I hope that my uncle will be immortal for thousands of generations. β
Jiang Taixu's eyelids raised, "If you don't take out the letter again, don't go, let's practice the sword well." β
Chen Qingfeng hurriedly put the envelope in his arms next to Jiang Taixu, and ran away, "Qingfeng farewell!" The voice floated in the wind.
Jiang Taixu opened the envelope, opened the letterhead, and read it word by word, with a warm smile on his face at first, but gradually his eyes turned red, and in the end, he raised his neck and scolded angrily: "Little rabbit cub, where does the old man need you to come to cΔo) heart, take care of your own first!"
At the end, the voice became quieter and quieter, and only a few whispers could be heard, "Don't die outside, don't die, don't die." β
After a day of sword practice, I was exhausted.
Lu Qi and Cui Pheasant each occupied a piece of bluestone and sat on the pranayama;
Pei Zhen jumped on the branch, leaned on the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes and rested;
Fu Tianqi squatted under the tree, holding a branch, as if he was silently drawing circles.
When Huo Beizhen walked to this small platform on the main peak, he saw such a picture.
He laughed and shouted, "Pei Zhen, are you a monkey?"
Lu Qi, Cui Pheasant and Fu Tianqi hurriedly saluted.
Pei Zhen jumped down from the tree and stepped on the ground lightly, his appearance was dashing, his appearance was heroic, and he was paired with a well-tailored Sword Sect disciple's robe, which was pleasing to the eye.
But he couldn't speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he broke his skills, "Yo, this is not an open-minded senior brother, an open-minded elder!"
Huo Beizhen was helpless, "Can you not."
Can you bite the words clearly?"
Pei Zhen sat down on the bluestone where Cui Pheasant had sat just now, and said nonchalantly: "Look at the heart." β
"Well, that's a good point, my generation acts with one heart, Pei Zhen, I have to learn from you. Huo Beizhen nodded sincerely.
Pei Zhen felt a little weird, he tilted his head and looked at Huo Beizhen carefully, "Senior Brother Huo, I feel that you have a plan." β
"What can I do. "Huo Bei is really free and easy.
Without waiting for Pei Zhen to speak, he sighed, "I sent something to you, originally there were four of them, but Pei Zhen was right, do things according to the heart, I see that he is a little unhappy now, so I don't have his share." β
"Cut! CommuniquΓ© personal vendetta? Nothing unusual. Pei Zhen lay back, Erlang's legs were cocked, and he didn't care.
Huo Beizhen's eyes were full of mischievous smiles, took out three envelopes from his arms, and handed the thickest one to Lu Qi, the thinnest one to Fu Tianqi, and the middle one to Cui Pheasant.
"Look at it, since that one is not rare, you don't need to give it to him. After saying that, Huo Beizhen turned around and left.
When the three of them took the envelope in a fog, and when they looked at the handwriting on the envelope, Fu Tianqi was the first to exclaim, he practiced talismans, and he was the most sensitive to handwriting, which was clearly Brother Yun's words!
Immediately after Lu Qi let out a suppressed exclamation, he covered the envelope in his mouth and suppressed the violently beating heart.
When Cui Pheasant saw that it was written "Pei Zhen, Cui Pheasant personally opened", he also reacted, his face was full of smiles, except for Yunluo, no one would write like this.
Pei Zhen suddenly stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
No one paid any attention to him.
Everyone had their heads down, as if they were looking at something.
He quickly ran to Cui Pheasant's side, and when he saw the letter, he was instantly excited, and he reached out to take it.
Cui Pheasant deftly dodged, and smiled narrowly, "It's not uncommon for you to say it yourself." β
Huo Bei, who was slowly walking down the mountain, unexpectedly heard Pei Zhen howl angrily on the top of the mountain, "Senior Brother Huo, your uncle!"
In Jincheng, in Xun Yu's small courtyard, Xun Yu was still lying on a rattan chair, and Yang Qing, Fu Lin, Jiang Yan, and Cao Yelai were sitting on the four stone benches.
Wen Wei dragged a chair by himself and sat next to him.
Xun Yuqi looked at everyone, solemn and excited, "Everyone, let's talk about something really big today." β