It's still a very bright day. Ji Changfeng sat alone in the courtyard of the inn, holding his cheeks with his hands on his cheeks, thoughtful. He was thinking about his master.

Unlike his uncle, he was a fat and laughing old man.

No hitting, no scolding, just laughing, just cooking a drawer of meat buns to share for yourself and a dog.

The dog was raised, it had been raised for eight years, and it was also very old, and the two old ones sat together and ate meat buns, smiling very contentedly.

He has poor legs and feet, but he loves to climb trees.

An old acacia tree, very large, eight feet high, he climbed up, slept on it, and said to his uncle that it was for basking in the sun. The tree was so big that it didn't cover out the sun, and he had rheumatism, so he had a lot of sun.

In fact, we all know that there is a small stream not far away, where a group of village women are good to dress and bathe, and the trees are high, and above it, he can enjoy their fat buttocks and calves.

Therefore, Uncle Shi always scolded him.

He is the elder brother, he has no face at all, he was scolded, he just smirked, and after a while, he only dared to say, junior brother, don't be angry, senior brother will decoct medicine for you.

He decocted the medicine, personally brought it to his uncle, and said flatteringly that his junior brother was tired of teaching martial arts.

He also prepared lotus root crisp or rock candy, he knew that although his uncle was evil, he was also afraid of bitterness.

Sometimes he would also teach his own apprentices and nephews himself.

Very powerful kung fu, between the two palms of the wind galloping, but teaching very slowly, a little a day, a little a day, he said, can't steal the limelight from the uncle, lest he be unhappy.

Such an old man. Fat, loves to laugh, cooks meat buns, raises dogs, climbs trees, watches village women, decoctions for junior brothers, and does not teach martial arts - such an old man.

Thinking of this, Ji Changfeng wanted to laugh, but he quickly remembered what Yun Zhongjun said and listened to him:

"Have you ever thought about it, why did he only let Uncle Sun teach you kung fu, and secretly taught you a liuyun palm, and didn't let you say it?

"Why is the medicine he prescribes able to alleviate Uncle Sun's pain?

"Why is he so bent on throwing you into my door, and refusing to let you choose another door?

"The reason is very simple-he is also a remnant of the Taiyi Party, and I have not only been friends with him for many years, but also an old bureaucrat who colluded with rebellion! He sent the two of you to my door just to let you go deep into the Taiyi Party, and finally rejuvenate the old party again!"

Many words are also about his master: the remnants of the Xuanmen Party, who have been hidden for many years, have raised two children, looking forward to a comeback and return to the rivers and lakes - such a far-reaching power-grabbing person.

For a moment, he didn't know which to believe.

At this moment, only one person can solve his doubts.

At this time, Zhang Que walked in first and told him that Uncle Shi was awake.

So he followed behind Zhang Que and went in to see his uncle.

A lean old man, with scorched hands and old diseases, is really pitiful.

After Zhang Que led him in first, he opened it on his own, saying that he was going to buy breakfast. So he and his uncle were the only ones left in the house.

Uncle Shi glanced at him and said, "You have something to ask me." ”

When Ji Changfeng heard him like this, he no longer hesitated, and said directly: "Uncle Shi, my master is a remnant of Taiyi, is it true ••••••?"

His uncle snorted twice and didn't speak for a long time. This is the norm and always has to wait. Finally, I heard him say, "Yes." ”

"You and the master, why didn't you tell me?"

"Didn't I tell you now?"

"That's what Yun Zhongjun said. If it weren't for him, you'd have been hiding it from me•••••• wouldn't you?"

This time, his uncle was silent again. After a long time, I heard him continue: "What else did he say?"

So Ji Changfeng told the conversation of that night 1510. His uncle laughed twice and asked him, "Do you believe it?"

Ji Changfeng replied: "I don't believe it all." ”

"Don't believe what?"

"He said that the master used me to collude with Que Xian in order to revive the disabled party. ”

"Why don't you believe this?"

"Rising back and regaining power, this sounds more like Yun Zhongjun's purpose. He's lying to me and sowing discord between our master and apprentice. I believe in the master, he is not that kind of person. ”

At this time, Uncle Sun snorted, and said again: "So, why do you think your master is hiding from you, and why did he put you and Zhang Que into Yunzhongjun's sect first?"

"He knows that Yun Zhongjun needs us, and he will definitely cultivate us well. He has only had this connection for so many years, and he hopes that the future of us is good. ”

"Then why did Yun Zhongjun lie to you?"

"He wanted to win me over so that I could devote my heart to him. Moreover, he also wants to kill you and the master, so that he will not fall into the mouth—I am looking for you to talk about this. ”

"What do you want to do?"

Ji Changfeng lowered his head, and he could see that he was biting his lip. He was hesitating.

This is the first time in his life that he has said so many things to his uncle, and he has to ask for his uncle's consent next, which is unprecedented and challenging.

But he knew he had to do it - for the sake of these few loved ones who grew up.

"I want to expose him. He said to Uncle Sun.

"Exposed?"

"Yes, on the day of the recruitment meeting, I will do my best to confess the conspiracy of Izumo Zhongjun to collude with the outside world and intend to rebel, and then his years of scheming will be in vain, and he will no longer be a threat to you. ”

Uncle Sun sighed and said, "That's fine, I didn't expect that Yun Zhongjun would come to harm me." ”

Ji Changfeng said in a low voice: "It's just one thing, your 'Nine Yin Heart Knot'•••••• I'm afraid I •••••• thought about it, and I used it as a threat to let him untie the heart knot, but I'm afraid that he will fight to the death and kill us all••••••"

Uncle Sun smiled and said, "That's why you came to discuss with me, didn't you?"

Ji Changfeng nodded. Yun Zhongjun's attempt to extort a confession can only be planned secretly, and it is absolutely impossible for Yun Zhongjun to know.

Once he knew that he had a different heart, he would not care about anything else, but only to keep his mouth shut.

However, even if Yun Zhongjun was defeated in the end, there was no hope of recovery for Uncle Shi's old illness.

Therefore he was ashamed. This illness has tormented my uncle for decades, and in the end, he wants to accompany him, go to the earth and ashes, and he can't get rid of it when he dies.

Uncle Sun didn't say anything, just looked at him, and a smile rarely appeared on his face.

Ji Changfeng was puzzled and asked him what he was laughing at. He took a slow breath and said, "You are very similar to your master." ”

Ji Changfeng asked, "Where is it like?"

"On the surface, it looks docile, but in fact it has its own city. ”

Ji Changfeng also laughed to himself, and replied:

"Uncle Shi is praising me•••••• my master doesn't have any city government, he is just a silly old man. ”

Uncle Sun said: "If there is no city government, how can you be incognito, and you have not said anything about your identity for more than ten years?"

Ji Changfeng was stunned for a moment, what these words touched his heart knot.

Sleepless all night, sitting in the courtyard, he was also pondering why the master never talked to him.

In the past seventeen or eighteen years, he didn't even know the name and reputation of his master, and it was inevitable that he would have some reactions.

When he heard Uncle Shi mention it, he also strengthened his courage and asked, "Uncle Shi, then may I ask, what is the name of the master? What position did he hold in Taiyi before? Could it be that he is also one of the gods of the Nine Songs••••••?"

Uncle Sun waved his hand and said, "In the future, he will tell you." ”

As soon as he said a word, he no longer paid attention to Ji Changfeng, the two holey eyes, looking at one place, without brilliance.

Ji Changfeng followed what he was looking at and saw a windowsill, and in the shadow of the sunlight above, there was a withered butterfly.

The withered butterfly was about to die, and it struggled with itself, one flutter, two flutters, but in the end it was dead, rolling in the mud and dust, motionless.

Ji Changfeng suddenly felt that it was his uncle.