Ji family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crowing of several roosters rang out in the quiet alley.

Outside the Vermilion Gate.

Lu Bei stood for a long time, stepped on the layers of stone steps, and gently pulled the rusty copper ring.

"Knock knock. ”

"Coming, coming......"

A clear voice sounded behind the door.

Lu Bei's eyes were slightly closed, and he saw the door open.

A young man with an eight-foot-tall waist poked out his head and looked left and right. This young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a wide mouth.

Looking a little similar to Ji Ling, at this time, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy Lang looked Lu Bei up and down a few times with a vigilant expression.

I saw a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old young man in front of me, with a cold face and eyes as dark as a pool...... It gives an unreal and ethereal feeling.

His eyes were slightly startled.

"Who are you?"

"Under the surname Lu, he is the old friend of your father Ji Ling. ”

Lu Bei said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, after many years, this Ji Ling has an heir.

Unexpectedly, Lu Bei said that his surname was Lu, but the young man sneered: "Is the surname Lu? Our Ji family has no friends surnamed Lu." ”

As he spoke, he was about to close the vermilion gate heavily.

Lu Bei's expression was calm, and he sighed silently in his heart.

Between the mana urging, the door in front of him can't be closed no matter what.

"You are really the person who is unlucky, do you think that after learning some skills, you can come to our Ji family to show off your might?"

The young man's arms were as strong as a tiger, but the door was still unmoving, and he didn't know that this person was an alien who knew magic.

Lu Bei said in a deep voice: "Brother Ji, the old people in Shu are visiting, don't you come to see you?"

The deep voice with the blessing of mana spread throughout the entire Ji Mansion in an instant.

Under Lu Bei's subtle control, the tone is not slow, not big or small, just like greetings between old friends.

Suddenly, a heavy cough sounded.

"Xing'er, don't be rude. ”

A middle-aged man with a dignified bearing walked out tremblingly with the support of two green-clothed maids.

This person is eight feet tall, with a slightly rickety figure, slightly frosty sideburns, but there is a cold killing momentum lingering on his old face.

It was Ji Ling.

Ji Ling joined the army at the age of twenty-five, from an ordinary cavalry captain in the right guard of the Northern Wei Forbidden Army, after 20 years of iron-blooded killing, he finally reached a high position, and his momentum was like a dragon and a tiger.

In terms of the number of killings, even compared to Lu Beilai, it is still excessive.

Between the two of them, Lu Bei smiled slightly, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

It was the faint joy of seeing the deceased.

In Ji Linghu's eyes, there was envy and resentment...... Complex colors, and so on.

Lu Bei's heart moved, and the green jade gourd on his waist flew up silently.

He took a big sip and laughed, "Brother Ji, can you still drink it?" ”

Time and space seemed to be staggered, and the green jade gourd was thrown towards Ji Ling again like the wine pot in the mountain temple twenty years ago.

Ji Ling's old rickety figure suddenly straightened, his eyes were shining, and he took the green jade gourd.

Looking up and "goo, goo", it is a few big sips.

Then laughed.

No one knows how much vicissitudes and joy there is in this smile.

"Happy...... Brother Lu's demeanor is even more than in the past. ”

Ji Ling carefully looked at the upright young man in front of him, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

Lu Bei smiled faintly, but there was a bit of regret in his heart.

At this time, a middle-aged woman with a graceful bearing walked over and broke the slightly awkward silence with a smile.

"Brother Lu, please talk about it in the house. ”

Lu Bei smiled inexplicably, and walked towards the house with Ji Ling and his wife.

The guests and hosts are seated.

Then a servant girl served fragrant tea.

Lu Bei had no intention of tasting tea, and he had the intention to speak, but he didn't know where to mention some things.

It was Ji Ling's son, Ji Yi snorted coldly at this time, and whispered: "Daddy, how can you greet such a person with a weak heart." If it weren't for him, my aunt wouldn't be ......."

"Presumptuous, shut up. ”

Ji Ling shouted awe-inspiringly.

"Brother Lu, Yi'er is still young, and I hope I don't want to be responsible. ”

Ji Ling's wife, Ming Liyu, had a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said with a smile.

Lu Bei looked at Ji Yi and smiled warmly, not minding.

He was actually a little stunned in his heart, and he could somewhat understand the psychology of the Ji family in the face of a visit from an old friend of the 'fairy'.

At a loss, mixed feelings.

Ji Ling looked at Lu Bei and said in a condensed voice: "Brother Lu, after drinking this tea, I will take you to a place." ”

Lu Bei looked at the steaming tea on the several cases, and the tea leaves were swirling, and he was silent for a long time.

Slowly lift the teacup and lower your head to taste it.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room gradually became quiet.

Ji Ling was also silent, looking at the hazy rain falling outside the house, but the memory of more than 20 years ago floated in his heart.

Chang'an, Jifu.

On a quiet water pavilion.

Ji Wei was barefoot, shaking the water, the willow leaves bent her eyebrows and frowned tightly, and when she turned her head, her smile was a little sad.

"Brother, did you think that man would come back?"

Ji Ling let out a long sigh and was silent for a long time.

I really don't know how to answer.

Ji Wei stretched out her snow-white lotus arm to support her increasingly thin cheeks, and looked at the two golden swimming fish in the water in a daze......

Chang'an, Jifu.

Above the attic.

"Brother, I'm not married...... I can't forget him. ”

Ji Wei, who was dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, had a pair of apricot blossom eyes with tears on her bright and pale jade face, and swept the phoenix crown on the dresser to the ground.

"If you don't marry, you won't marry, my brother went and told my uncle...... Originally, the son of the Lin Shilang was not worthy of you. ”

Ji Ling looked helplessly and pityingly at Ji Wei, who was standing tall and haggard, and said in a very gentle tone.

Chang'an, Jifu.

"The lonely king Wen Ji has a daughter, bright and pleasant, elegant and clear. I admire it and want to accept it as a side room. ”

The internal history of King Chen's mansion, who was dressed in a purple and gold robe, was smiling on an old face among several maids holding silk gifts and pearl agate.

Chen Wangfu Neishi smiled: "Master Ji, congratulations." ”

Ji Ling's eyes flickered, he already knew that this was Nalin Shilang's means of revenge.

Chang'an, Chen's Palace.

Piao Xiang Yuan.

"What, the monk went?"

At the head of the flower hall, Chen Wang's eyes were hollowed out by wine, and his eyes were slightly blue, full of surprise.

Waving his hand to repel a group of scantily clad and bewitching dancers.

Twenty-five or sixteen-year-old Chen Wang looked at Lin Gongzi who was sitting next with a gloomy expression, and said in a suspicious tone: "Isn't it...... What is the excuse of the Ji family?"

Ji Ling's uncle is the general of the Right Guard Gate, and he is responsible for guarding the imperial city.

King Chen rationally intended to win over such a forbidden army general, so he listened to the instigation of this Lin Gongzi.

On Lin Gongzi's elegant face, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and he sneered: "Ji Ling is not wrong. I heard that a female sword immortal of the Shenxiao Sect killed an evil rhinoceros spirit in Yushan outside the city, and met Ji Ling's sister on the way back......"

At this time, Lu Bei gently put down the teacup.

Ji Ling slowly stood up and said, "Brother Lu, please come with me." ”

Lu Bei gave Yang Xi a gesture, and then followed Ji Ling's figure.

Ji Ling turned around a few corridors, pointed to a side room with rusty copper locks and buckles, and said in a choked tone: "This is where the little sister lived before her death. ”

Hearing this, Lu Bei's figure was slightly stunned.

"Well, I'll go get the key...... Thinking about Brother Lu's ability, I would have done it too much. ”

Ji Ling was about to leave, but when he thought of the person in front of him, he was afraid that it was common to pass through the wall and cross the house, so he immediately laughed at himself.

Lu Beichong Ji Ling bowed his hand slightly, and in a few flickeres of his figure, he entered the chamber.

The furnishings of the wing rooms are exquisite, neat and elegant.

Perhaps because it was cleaned regularly, there was no cobwebs of dust falling.

The light in the wing room was faint, but it did not affect Lu Bei's vision, which had already reached the Yuan Shen Dao.

Lu Bei turned around and walked slowly towards the bookcase.

It was found that in the cabinet, several scrolls were wrapped in brocade and tightly tied with several gold threads, which were obviously cherished by the owner.

Lu Beixin felt something, and stepped forward to pick up a scroll of paintings at random.

Unfolded a casual look, the expression of the breeze was stunned for a while, and his eyes were even more eclipsed.

Gain, a young man with an indifferent expression on the picture scroll is pressing his sword and looking into the distance, his expression is indifferent, and his eyes are far away.

His palms trembled slightly.

Shen Nian sensed the past cause and effect, and in the fog in front of him, a scene suddenly appeared.

Kifu.

The back garden is above an octagonal gazebo.

The breeze is swaying, and the sunset is dappled with the shadows of the trees.

Ji Wei was sitting on the stone bench, bowing her head to paint, and the three thousand lush green silk were spread out, revealing a haggard little face the size of a palm.

Between the rotation of his small wrists, a few strokes outlined a young man with sparse eyebrows and a smile instead of a smile.

A sigh rang out suddenly.

The sound of the bamboo forest is Xiaoxiao, and the Qing Yue is full of killing.

The arrogant figure of the Tsing Yi Sword Immortal silently appeared under the tree not far away.

"Master. ”

Ji Wei carefully put away the picture scroll, and ran towards the female sword fairy with a bright smile on her face.

"Don't call me Master, you don't learn the method of refining qi, only the way of Danqing. I have never had such a disciple in my lineage. ”

Qingzhu Daoren's jade face is covered with frost, cold and authentic.

"Master, you are angry. ”

Ji Wei smiled heartlessly.

Qingzhu Daoren sighed and said, "Since you like him, you should refine your qi to seek immortality, why are you still doing some boring things here." ”

Looking at the pictures of characters with different expressions in the distance, the eyes of Qingzhu Dao people were even more cold and gloomy.

"Master, I'm afraid...... I'm afraid of forgetting what he looks like. ”

Listening to the words of Qingzhu Daoist who were unabashed, pointing directly to their hearts.

A flush flashed quickly on Ji Wei's pale cheeks, and then she said in a quiet tone.

"You can't live forever, after a hundred years, it's just a handful of loess. If that person seeks to attain immortal path, how can you see it?"

Qingzhu Dao people are angry.

"If I get the Immortal Dao of Immortality, what if he doesn't ask for it?"

The girl raised her slap-sized little face and said in a weak tone.

Hearing this, Qingzhu Dao people looked slightly stunned, and then turned into a long sigh.

She originally saw that this girl had been washed and her bones were changed, and the spiritual platform was clear and permeable.

So I wanted to find a successor to the mantle, but I didn't want this girl to be an elm head, trapped by love, and had no intention of cultivating.

After a long time.

Qingzhu Daoren said coldly: "You can do it yourself." ”

A green butterfly sword light flew up and quickly disappeared into the Ji Mansion.

Ji Wei looked at the direction where the Qingzhu Daoist disappeared in the sky, her expression was slightly sluggish, and she said with tears in her eyes: "Even the master doesn't like me?"

She may be just like her name.

Wei is like an insignificant piece of grass.

No matter how desperately you long for sunshine and rain, you can't grow into a towering tree that attracts attention.