Wu Feiyu saluted with his hand, and asked the two of them to move forward, still smiling in his mouth: "In this way, Wu someone will have to eat some wine and food first, otherwise fifty glasses of wine will suddenly go down, and it may be difficult to accompany the two brothers to enjoy themselves." ”

Yi Sheng gently took Ye Bodhi to his side and asked in a low voice: "Bodhi, that white-haired old man is not a shallow cultivator, when he whispered, even I didn't hear what he said, how did you do it?"

Ye Bodhi took out a blue-white multi-leaf grass from his bosom and said softly: "This is the 'sound of hearing words' recorded in the "Heavenly Poison Heart Method", which is slightly hot and poisonous, and the book says that this thing can make the ear different from ordinary people in an hour. ”

Yi Sheng understood in his heart at the moment, and said, "You just ate this?"

Ye Bodhi put the "Hearing Voice" into his arms, and said: "Originally, I just wanted to use it to see if it could be effective against the cold diseases on my body, but who would have expected it to be so powerful." Yi Sheng smiled faintly, undeniable.

The two didn't talk for long, but they saw several maids in colorful clothes walking out of the inner courtyard and leading the two into the courtyard. But Wu Fei said loudly behind him: "Brother Yi, Brother Ye, Wu will go and change into clean clothes first, and the two of you will wait in the hall for a while, which is rude." After that, he went to the southeast courtyard with Uncle Wu.

One of the red-clothed maids smiled and said to Yi Sheng, "Childe, please." Yi Sheng saw that all the maids were happy, and he was very curious in his heart, and asked as he walked: "Forgive Yi Sheng for daring to ask a few girls, I don't know why I am so happy?"

The red-clothed maid covered her mouth and said, "The son is polite, you don't need the girl before and after the girl, just call me Wan'er." This is Zhu'er, this is Ping'er, that's Su'er..."She named the maids around her, and all the women blushed and felt a little disgusted.

The purple-clothed maid named "Su'er" hurriedly said: "Childe, don't look at Wan'er's mouth is so picky now, she is a stuffy bottle in private! All the maids laughed in unison and said, "Yes, yes, yes! Wan'er is the worst!"

Wan'er's face was slightly red, her mouth pursed, and she seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I haven't answered Childe's question for a long time." Childe, don't listen to their nonsense, it's actually like this. Since the death of the young lady, the young owner has rarely been so happy. ”

"I heard Uncle Wu return to the village today and said that the young owner of the village met two sons with similar temperaments, and he was in a good mood for no reason, saying that he wanted to go back to the village to set up a banquet. Originally, the master was worried and the servants were also worried, and our little maids also watched the young owner depressed all day long, and they thought they had no good color. Now that the owner of the village is so happy, can we be happy as subordinates?"

When Yi Sheng heard this, he was slightly stunned in his heart and asked, "Mrs. Wu has passed away?"

Wan'er nodded, and said strangely: "Didn't the young owner mention it to the two?" She saw Yi Sheng shaking her head lightly, and said slowly: "The young lady had a difficult birth last year, but in the end, she didn't even save the fetus, one corpse and two lives, alas." The young lady was simple-hearted and treated us like sisters, but I didn't expect it to end up like this, and we don't know how many days we were sad. ”

Wan'er's expression was slightly gloomy, and said: "Actually, the most painful thing is the young owner, who originally lived with the young lady and lived together, and was an enviable white-headed mandarin duck, but unfortunately God is not long-sighted, and he does his best to let the hard things haunt the well-intentioned people." After that, the young owner just sat in front of the window every day, and stayed for a day, and after a few months, he suddenly began to drink, sometimes drunk for several days. ”

"It wasn't until last month that I slowly regained some vitality, but this problem of alcoholism is difficult to change, and I must drink more than ten catties a day. I must have drunk a lot of alcohol outside today, alas, it's really..."

Wan'er muttered to herself as she spoke. Yi Sheng secretly thought that when he saw Wu Feiyu so open-minded during the day, but he had such a painful experience, an indescribable feeling surged in his heart. He saw that Ye Bodhi's expression seemed to be a little low, and he didn't know if it was because of Wan'er's words, which reminded him of Shi Chuanyun's affairs, and immediately patted him lightly on the shoulder and smiled faintly. Ye Bodhi knew his mind and nodded slightly, to show that he was fine.

Yi and Ye walked through the courtyard with several maids from Wan'er, but they saw that the structure of this place was extremely simple, with a lonely pavilion and a small lake dotted with lotus, revealing a sense of freshness. The maids led them to a quiet pavilion, saluted them, and retreated together. Yi and Ye saw that there was a line of small characters in the front book of the pavilion, "Qinyu Xiaoge", which was slender and graceful, and it was obviously from the hands of a woman. Yi Sheng secretly thought: "It must be Mrs. Wu's question." ”

While thinking about it, he suddenly heard Wu Feiyu's laughter coming from afar, and said, "Brother Yi, Brother Ye, come with me, Wu has already prepared enough wine for them, come and come." He stepped forward quickly, and saw that Yi Sheng was staring at the four words "Qinyu Xiaoge", his expression was stunned, his face seemed to be slightly stiff, and in the blink of an eye, he had returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Brother Yi, Brother Ye, please!"

The three of them drank and talked in this small pavilion this night, saying that it was so, but in fact, it was only Wu Feiyu who drank and sang alone, and Yi Sheng just drank a little, chatting with him with some marginal words, Ye Bodhi rarely drank, if it wasn't for Wu Feiyu coming to him and insisting on drinking with him, he also lowered his head and quietly watched "Heavenly Poison Heart Method" there, and even said a word.

It wasn't until Wu Feiyu was drunk and was helped away by the maids Su'er and Zhu'er who were called by Yi Sheng, that Yi and Ye left the "Qinyu Pavilion" and were taken to the residence by Ping'er to sleep.

At night, there was no sound in Baiyuzhuang, and occasionally a few pairs of nightingales flew by, with a little low sound. Although Yi Sheng was lying on the bed, he didn't feel sleepy, recalling many past events, and there was always a girl in pink clothes floating in his heart, with a jade tied around his waist that looked like a flute and a flute, and muttered in a low voice: "Mo Fei Na Ah Yue is..."

But he heard a very small footstep sound suddenly outside the door, but when he heard the door open softly, it seemed that someone pushed the door in, and Yi Sheng's heart tightened.

It is easy to concentrate and hold his breath, so that his snort is slow and long, and he does not wake up. He listened carefully to the faint and unpleasant sound of this person's footsteps touching the ground, and it could be seen that it was a nocturnal master, and he secretly calculated at the moment not to startle the snake.

The man leaned over and sneaked to Yi Sheng's couch, gently looking through the clothes hanging in front of Yi Sheng's bed, as if looking for something, but to no avail. This person was about to reach out to search Yi Sheng's waist, but he felt a red light flickering in the bed in front of him, and his body retreated, but his right wrist was firmly grasped.

Yi Sheng suddenly attacked, used the "Red Refining Hand", and killed a surprise. He grabbed the man's wrist with one hand, only to realize that the skin on the wrist was smooth and delicate, and it was actually a woman.

The moonlight poured outside the window, shining on this person, Yi Sheng saw that the black gauze on the face of the comer, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes with a vigilant look, and a tight night robe reflected the woman's unique posture. Yi Sheng saw where this woman's eyes seemed to have seen, but it was difficult to remember for a while, but when he felt that his wrist was pecked by someone, he couldn't help but let go and open his hand.

The woman in black rolled over suddenly, exited Yi Sheng's bed a foot away, turned around and rushed out of the room. Yi Sheng raised his breath and chased after him, and within a few ups and downs, he was already within a few feet of the woman in black. The two of them performed light skills on the white jade village, reflecting the moonlight, like a pair of night dancers walking in the moonlit night sky.

Yi Sheng knew that this person's light skills were not weak, if he was allowed to leave the village and fall into the mountains and forests, it would be difficult for him to catch up, so he immediately flicked his four fingers and shot two "flame fingers" at the hands and feet of the woman in black. The woman in black seemed to feel a slight sense of strangeness behind her, and turned her body, although she avoided the vital point, but her feet were still hit by the "Flame Finger", and her left leg was numb when she landed, and her forward momentum suddenly slowed down. Yi Sheng took the opportunity to step forward, flipped his palms one by one, and buckled to the shoulders of the woman in black.

The woman in black rolled on the spot, and there was already an extra blade between her hands, about a few feet long, revealing a faint cold air. Yi Sheng saw that this thing looked like a sword, but it was not as good as the sword, the blade body and the hilt accounted for half of each other, and the hilt of the sword was mixed with white, like mutton fat and white jade, which was very peculiar. He said lightly to the woman in black: "The girl visited late at night, and I don't know what to look for from below?"

The woman in black put her hands against her left leg to "lie in the rabbit hole", as if she was pushing the hole by luck, but she was silent. Yi Sheng was afraid that she would escape from the acupoint, so he stepped forward and said, "Offended." He put his hands out together and pointed to the "big horizontal point" under the ribs of the woman in black. The woman in black shook the white sword in her hand, slashed a sword wind, and blocked it in front of her.

Yi Sheng's "dry yang qi" is transported in both palms, and the sword is difficult to enter, and the two fingers of the right hand are like hooks, nailing the blade of the sword. The left hand waved and clapped, and suddenly a strong palm wind appeared. The woman in black didn't seem to expect Yi Sheng to have this ability, so she let out a gentle "huh", and the white sword in her hand slashed between Yi Sheng's fingers, slightly bringing up a few sparks, and the tip of the sword shook slowly, like a long curve, protecting the vital points around her body.

Yi Sheng saw her white sword fluttering, although it was extremely slow and slow, but it was faintly hidden and murderous, and she didn't dare to attack rashly, her palms were like cones, and she pointed at the woman's wrist. The woman in black got up suddenly, her left foot was already unharmed, the hilt of the sword was picked up on the ground, she jumped up sharply, and suddenly stabbed out four or five swords, and the sword pointed directly at Yi Sheng's vital point.

Yi Sheng was slightly startled, and thought to himself: "This 'Red Refining Hand' is attacking the martial arts everywhere, but it was actually counterattacked by a woman with a sword. At the moment, his hands were smart, like an eight-armed arhat, picking, playing, topping, and clamping, and suddenly the woman's offensive had been eliminated.

The tip of the black-clothed woman's sword provoked a puff of smoke and dust, turned around and left, Yi Shengfang wanted to catch up, but he heard a faint sound of the flute in his ears, and his inner breath was slightly disordered, and his feet were slightly sluggish, and it was already difficult to catch up, and he watched the woman in black leave. But in the moonlight, the woman grasped the hilt of the sword lightly with both hands, and pressed it to her lips as if it were blowing.

Yi Sheng could see that he was in a daze, as if he had thought of something, only to hear the sound of a very light robe breaking through the air behind him, and when he looked back, he saw Uncle Wu walking slowly, wearing a thick robe, holding a bright light in his hand, his steps were slightly unsteady, and he asked, "Yi Gongzi, what happened to Shicai." The old slave seemed to hear someone fighting here, hey, why is Yi Gongzi dressed so thinly, be careful of getting cold. ”