This change made Shi Jie overwhelmed, lost his soul, and felt an ominous premonition.

Sasuke is relaxed, the letter said, and let go of anxiety, take one step at a time, there is no way to get to the point of dispersing, be content with the destiny of heaven, and be happy to do what you want. It's useless to think too much.

Shi Jie thought about it, it seemed to make some sense, the senior brother in charge said so, and he naturally had nothing to say. But then I thought of this branch of the dojo, which had been polished by countless seniors before it had a place. If you really want to disband, you can't help but feel sad.

He didn't stop there, he was even more worried about Cui Lu. In the past few years, Cui Lu has become a wooden duo in the Shanzuo Kendo Hall, which is well-known. There is also the friendship between them, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, Cui Lu's section, after all, can't let go.

The same is true of the spiritual veins. As soon as the kendo hall was dispersed, seventy or eighty percent of the spiritual veins could not exist. What kind of hard work is not hard work, it will be difficult to live when the time comes, who has time to care about it anymore?

Shisuke had a bold idea, just as he had kept his promise to his deceased wife.

But since he thought of this, Shi Jie naturally missed Ping'er. That's why he hesitated. As long as I don't see her have a good home for a day in the world, I can't rest assured, and I feel sorry for her mother.

When you think about it this way, you can't be loyal to the kendo hall again.

After thinking about it, Shi Jie summoned Li Brown to his room again.

"Master. ”

"Sit. Shi Jie looked at Li Brown worriedly.

After a while, Shi Jie, who was watching Li Brown meditate, finally spoke, "Brown, you have also seen the situation of our Shanzuo Sword Gym, and I can't afford to wait anymore." You only practice on the blue sea hot springs in the back mountain every day, don't go down the mountain. Now it's really like this, practice more day and less day, it's late, but it's too late. ”

Li Brown nodded, seeing that Shi Jie's face was very haggard, as if he had been weathered overnight and aged a lot. The two eyes were densely covered with bloodshots, which was both terrifying and pitiful.

He didn't know how to persuade Master that words like "relax your mind" didn't have the slightest effect. Although Master is a sword cultivator, he is afraid that he has read more books than himself, so what can he say to make him hear in his heart?

After being silent for a long time, Shi Jie spoke again, first sighed, and then said dejectedly: "Ping'er likes it very much, and is interested in you." ”

Li Brown didn't expect the master to be so straightforward and indifferent, such a sentence was no less than a sword hanging in the air, but it was said lightly by the master.

Silent and poignant, the style is quite incompatible with this matter.

Li Brown couldn't help but shudder, especially with Shi Jie's shape.

Li Brown thought about it, but decided to say it directly, this matter can't be avoided, and he has to face it. He said: "Master, I don't hide it, and I'm not afraid to say it a few more times, I already have a wife, and my name is Du Suli." The ancients said, 'The dregs don't go to the court', but they really don't dare to have two hearts and marry two wives. Now she is gone, and my heart is gone. ”

This time, Shi Jie was silent, his back only felt cold, and a sense of déjà vu instantly hit him, this feeling, this scene was too familiar.

It's just that the person in front of him is too different in age from himself at the time.

A man who is in prime health and strength can say this sentence calmly, either for the sake of fame and reputation, or his heart is already dead.

To put it bluntly, isn't this a widowhood, a man's widowhood.

Shisuke remembers crying at his wife's grave and saying, "This world has fulfilled my name, but there is no longer my wife." ”

He looked at Li Brown's calm and persistent face lightly, although that face was still a little immature, but it showed a different sophistication.

It's too similar, it's all really too similar, Shi Jie sighed unconsciously.

Then Shi Jie suddenly laughed, laughing so desolately, so sad, all the sadness of fifteen or sixteen years seemed to be in this smile.

Li Brown saw Master's teeth, saw Master's tongue, and saw that there was a black hole in the depths of Master's throat that kept pouring up.

Finally, Li Brown saw the old tears in the corners of his master's eyes.

His beard began to tremble, the lines at the corners of his mouth became more and more obvious, and finally a suppressed cry began to come out, "What kind of evil have I done in my life!"

His sentence was worth a thousand words, and Li Brown was infected with tears.

How many grievances does a man have to suffer to cry out loud in front of people like this.

Li Brown wanted to take his undulating shoulders, he was old.

He's a master, he's a sword cultivator, he's a father, he's a man, but he's also a human. If it's a human being, it will cry. When you are wronged and sad, you will cry.

Li Brown didn't know how to persuade him, which was even more helpless than Fang Cai's not knowing how to persuade him.

If Fang just didn't know what to say, now it's a situation where he doesn't know what's going on.

Li Brown wanted to stand up and stretched out his hand, but his legs and feet did not obey him.

He was powerless to face this unknown scene, and the cruelty of this scene was to let a young man witness the scene of his old age.

"Master" rubbed back and forth in Li Brown's mouth several times, but the voice never came out.

He also wanted to cry out loud, he had no fixed place, where was his home?

For a long time, he just sat quietly, helplessly silent. It is also one of the best ways for men to communicate.

Shi Jie finally took it away, did not hide it at all, wiped the tears on his face with his hand, and said, "Go!"

Li Brown breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but for some reason, his legs and feet were still stuck in place, wanting to move but not wanting to move.

"Go!" Shisuke sighed again, his tone a little heavier, and a little more resentful.

Only then did Li Brown control his steps, slowly turned around and made an arch towards Shi Jie, who turned his back to the window behind, and slowly stepped out of the door.

Was this a collision?

Even he couldn't figure it out himself.

But if you don't collide, the fate of the two people in the unprovoked will be confused.

Thinking of fate, Li Brown couldn't help but smile bitterly again, what if he didn't mess up? His fate was not the same as being held in the hands of God.

There is room for oneself to be half questioning and half deciding.

It's true that the sender is under the fence, and it's not false that the master treats him well, but he can't give up his own standards because of this.

Instead of following the guidance of others and disobeying oneself and living sweetly on the outside and bitterness on the inside, it is better to go against others and follow oneself and live bitterly on the outside and sweetly on the inside.

Ishisuke wiped the corners of his eyes, and his tears were almost dry.

The thought of "too similar" has been lingering in my mind. What is more painful than the trust is to be rejected by the right people.

What Shi Jie is worried about is not that Li Brown will keep it all his life, but Ping'er's fate.

"It's too similar", Shi Jie is afraid, afraid that Ping'er will be like her mother.

The next day, Cui Lu saw Zhao Yi on the bustling street.

A cadre of officials in the distance was still patrolling, but no one bothered to notice the two beggars.

After Zhao Yi's eyes saw the beggar, the beggar kept walking away.

Zhao Yi followed unhurriedly, with his hands behind his back, calmly.

In a corner alley behind a cadre, a black sword was being played. The man smiled and shook his head.