Youzhou Puyang, Jingbian Hou Mansion

The two brothers, Yun Wufeng and Yun Wulu, walked together on the stone path in Fuzhong. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the entire Jingbian Hou Mansion is shrouded in a large array, it is in the severe cold at the end of the year, but the mansion is full of spring.

Yun Wufeng wore a close-fitting navy blue straight, and hung a sword with a dragon pattern embedded in his waist; Yun Wuru is still dressed as a scholar, with a scarf covering his forehead, and the folding fan in his hand swaying back and forth with his lazy steps.

The two of them walked aimlessly.

Along the way, many servants and maids, maids and maids, as well as the guards with knives in the house, all looked solemn and did not smile. Between actions, he was a little more cautious than usual.

Yun ruthlessly played with the folding fan in his hand, hit it in the palm of his hand, looked around, and sighed: "In the past few days, the atmosphere in my Yun Clan's mansion has become so depressing, and those sons and gentlemen have not been able to get out of the door for the first time, but it has made our Puyang Cheng a lot cleaner." ”

"Isn't it, our 'sick Hades' complained to me yesterday, saying that there are no more chickens and dogs in the house, and it is boring. Yun Wufeng was bored and lazily fiddled with the sword scabbard with the inlaid treasure dragon pattern on his waist, and smiled leisurely.

After a while, his arm was raised, and he turned his head to the cloud ruthlessly: "Look, he is idle and sitting in the Flying Crane Pavilion to fish, according to his fiery temperament, could it be that the sun is coming out in the west?"

As he spoke, the two walked slowly along the path between the flowers in the garden, and soon arrived in front of the Flying Crane Pavilion.

At this time, the sunlight as thin as the wings of the cicada hangs down from the sky, reflecting on the glazed tiles of the dome of the Feihe Pavilion, which contains a piece of colorful color.

Yun Wuxi's burly body sat on the fence of the Feihe Pavilion, the fishing line in his hand was thrown far away, and the swim bladder rose and fell with the ripples of the microwave on the clear lake. The wide pinna shook slightly in the breeze.

Before he could turn around, a deep voice sounded in the pavilion.

"The father admonished me a time ago, 'A man should have the heart of a bodhisattva, and the butcher's means,'" he said, shaking his thick arm in the air, and the sharp hook splashed up from the lake with a cold light, and withdrew it into his hand.

Putting down the fishing rod, Yun Wuxi lifted two wine bags from the fence, and threw them to the two Yun Wufeng brothers who were walking slowly, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I have always been ignorant of the disease, but I am in the world, and it is good to be happy and revenge." But without sorrow, he already has the heart of a bodhisattva, and his means are even worse than that of a butcher. ”

"Huh?"

Yun Wufeng climbed the stairs and walked into the Feihe Pavilion, looking at the back of this 'Puyang Sick Yama King' with a surprised face, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

I thought that my brother was the most upright and upright, but these words were impressive.

On his side, Yun Ruthless took the wine bag thrown over, raised his head and took a sip, and said with a deep smile in his eyes: "Brother Wubei's realm is indeed more than a step higher than you and me. ”

The footsteps did not stop, the figure jumped over the fence of the Feihe Pavilion, sat sideways in front of the pavilion, his eyes swept over the many cautious servants and maids in the garden, and then looked up at the sky, and sighed: "You and my brothers have been friendly since childhood, and the temperament of the brother without sorrow has always been gentle, and the decisiveness of killing in the chest is also hidden in the depths, and it is never revealed in front of others. For the relatives up and down this house, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the heart of a bodhisattva. Wubei did such an earth-shattering event this time, although the means were a little more ruthless, but I think it was also for my Jingbian Marquis's plan. ”

Yun Wufeng smiled at this disease-free man, did not come to the Flying Crane Pavilion, paced to the side of the stone table in the pavilion and sat down, threw the wine bag on the stone table, and sneered quite angrily.

"People's hearts are not all flesh and blood! Now there are fewer people in the house who complain about the wanton and lawless behavior of the unsad brother? Not to mention those pickled goods, but among the elders of the uncles and uncles, there are actually some people who secretly cause trouble, which is really annoying!"

As soon as the words fell, the three people in the Feihe Pavilion fell silent in unison.

After a long silence, the knotted muscles on Yun Wuxi's arm rolled up and down, turned over and turned to the pavilion, his rough face lowered and looked down at the ground, and his voice became hoarse.

"In the past few days, I have personally executed many fools who chew the root of their tongues, but in the end, it is better to be blocked. ”

"Hmph, what's the matter! Today I was hanging out with Ruthless, and along the way, I heard that the people in the mansion were talking about the rights and wrongs of Brother Wubei, and I actually said in private that Brother Wubei had ill intentions, and like that person, he wanted to put my Yunfu to death!" Yun Wufeng implied annoyance, and slapped his palm on the stone table.

"Damn it!"

The suppressed anger in his chest rose in vain, Yun Wuxi's cold eyebrows were upside down, the fierce light in the tiger's eyes was great, and the palm of his hand involuntarily rested on the big knife at the waist handicap.

At this time, Yun Wuru got up from the Feihe Pavilion, closed the folding fan in his hand, pressed one hand on Yun Wuxi's shoulder, and sighed with a sigh: "This is someone secretly spreading rumors, and his heart can be punished!

Yun Wuxian gasped heavily, and finally calmed down after a while.

It's just that the fierce light in his eyes is not decreasing but increasing, and he felt a delicate whistle from his bosom and put it in his mouth, and immediately a sharp and rapid whistle stirred up in the back garden.

After a few breaths, black shadows appeared out of thin air in the huge Jingbian Hou Mansion, and ghostly retreats unfolded, gathering in the direction of the Feihe Pavilion.

Yun Wuxian got up suddenly, and with a bang, he pulled out the big knife of the handicap and said with a cruel smile: "Rumors stop at the wise." Those people don't dare to offend if they are not sick, but these fools who chew the root of their tongues in private, Lao Tzu will not let go of any of them!"

At the same time

In a study on the east side of the Jingbian Hou Mansion

A middle-aged man with a purple robe and a jade-like face stands in front of a gold-framed calligraphy and painting with his hands in his hands.

On the calligraphy and painting of the length and width, the wolf roars the moon in the mountains and forests, and the blood moon in the sky is like a hook. In the lower right corner, the book has the word "forbearance". The handwriting is round and soft, with a different kind of charm.

In front of the red sandalwood case that was opened a few feet away, a slightly older man was sitting in danger.

"Liejun, everything can't grind a word of forbearance. Even when you don't have to endure it anymore, such clumsy methods are not the best policy, and they will be annoying to others!" The man in front of the calligraphy and painting carried his hands behind his back, and his voice was as warm as jade, and the person who heard it was like a spring breeze.

The man on the side of the case laughed awkwardly for a moment, and said, "It's just that the wall is falling down and everyone is pushing it." The clan law is cloudy: if more than half of the first seat of the nine halls does not obey, he can be pulled down from the patriarchal position, and the other is virtuous. Now that four of the nine halls of my Hou Mansion are on your side, why worry about so much? Besides, this time Yun Wuxian junior has pushed my Jingbian Hou Mansion to the cusp of the storm, and it is still possible to live if you do evil in the sky, but you can't live if you do evil in yourself!"

The man in the dark robe with a jade face shook his head with a chuckle, made a cup of fragrant tea and pushed it in front of the man called "Liejun", and said with a smile: "No, I don't know much about the inner brother. Back then, because of that person, many elders in the Jindan Realm in the clan felt that they owed a lot to Yun Liewu, and they must have tried their best to protect them. Even if the first seat of the Nine Halls is abandoned, what will happen?"

Leaning over and sitting down, he stretched out his sleeves and raised the lamp to take a sip of fragrant tea, the rich fragrance floated up, the man put down the small cup in his hand, and said gently: "There is a way that there are endless troubles after fighting a snake and not dying, and the virtuous brother can do things with Xuanyin." Above the Coming Japanese Clan Meeting, as long as there is enough pressure from the real people of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, and there is a slight movement of the Great Liang Iron Cavalry in the north, the battle can be decided!"

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