[Chu Liuxiang] Chuanbo

Xie Qinghe wasn't seriously injured, but the Japanese dart was too evil, it seemed that it had been medicated, and he had to rely on trauma medicine to pull out the poison, otherwise the wound would ooze blood all the time.Chu Liuxiang frowned to help him change his medicine, and also taught him how he could be so careless in the midst of powerful enemies. This is the easiest way to get into trouble in the arena.

"..." Xie Shaoxia knew he was in the wrong, obediently listened to Chu · Pirates Commander · Senior Jianghu · I am your eldest brother · Liu Xiang taught him a lesson, finally Chu Liuxiang bandaged the wound, took a breath and shut up, Xie Qinghe hurriedly said Asked: "Brother worked hard, yes, brother, how is Xue Daxia?"

"Sigh." Chu Xiangshuai, who was packing up his things, said this with a bit of heaviness, "When I took you out of Xuejiazhuang, Xue Daxia was still closing the door to thank guests."

The world never imagined that the killer organization "Ziyilou" in the Jianghu was actually founded by Xue Yiren's foolish younger brother Xue Xiaoren.And for some reason, the Ziyi Building actually got that kind of "holy medicine". Xue Xiaoren made up his mind to give his brother a hard time, but he didn't expect that his nephew Xue Bin accidentally ate the holy medicine and became a puppet.

Xue Bin became a human puppet and died, Xue Xiaoren also died, and Xue Yiren was hit hard.Think about it too, this is the loss of a son and brother in his later years.

Xie Qinghe suddenly thought of Zuo Mingzhu: "How are Miss Zuo and Miss Shi?"

"Miss Shi is alright, how should I put it, she got what she wanted." Chu Liuxiang told the shocked Xie Qinghe that Shi Yin and that famous actress Ye Shenglan had left, and Zuo Mingzhu just... hoped that she could come out.

Xie Qinghe also said: "Yes, I hope Miss Zuo will come out."

In short, this absurd "soul exchange" incident, apart from the Xue family's heavy losses, had a fairly good ending.

Another regretful person is Chu Liuxiang. It was the first time he missed an appointment and promised to bring Xie Qing and eat sea bass, but now the best season for sea bass is coming to an end.By the way, "Qinghe, have you ever been to Yunmeng?"

Xie Qinghe blinked: "No, I never had a chance."

Chu Liuxiang said: "It is said that Yunmeng has a kind of fish, as long as you can catch and eat it, you can dream what you most want to dream about."

... There are such amazing things in this world!Xie Shaoxia looked at Chu Xiangshuai suspiciously, isn't he lying to me?

This is really not Chu Liuxiang teasing him, Yunmeng does have this kind of fish, of course, still needs Yunmeng's secret technique of attracting dreams.When Chu Liuxiang mentioned this, he actually thought of Yunmeng Tangchi himself, and he wanted to go to the soup pool.It's a pity that Xie Qinghe couldn't go with him, "I'm better off with people, and I want to drink together during the Dragon Boat Festival."

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose, Xie Qinghe already had a friend who could drink with him!Who is it, why hasn't he heard of it.Xiangshuai really wanted to ask, but felt that he couldn't open his mouth. After all, no matter how close a friend might be, he might have his own space.

But Xie Qinghe is still that caring little friend, he recruited himself: "It's just a friend I met a few times by chance, he said he wanted to drink with me." After thinking about it, Xie Shaoxia didn't express any doubts about Fang Siming and Wansheng Pavilion It is better to talk to Chu Liuxiang after confirming the relationship.

The two broke up, and Chu Liuxiang had to go back to the manor to see if the three girls were safe, and to talk to Zhang San and Hongxiu about the God of Maid.And Xie Qinghe left from Throwing Cup Villa, and rode his horse to Mingyuelou, a famous Jiangnan restaurant in Yangzhou. He stayed in Mingyuelou a few days before the Dragon Boat Festival, and met an unexpected guest here.

"Second senior brother?!" Cai Jucheng was also in Yangzhou, wearing a black robe and walking on the street with a long sword on his waist.When someone called him second senior brother, he seemed to be taken aback, and turned his head slowly like a wooden man, as if he wanted to pretend that he was not the one being called, just curious.

Xie Qinghe reckoned that the expression on his face was distorted, otherwise why would Cai Jucheng run away after just one glance?If you have the ability to disappear, don't run away if you have the ability!

A strange scene in Yangzhou city, a young man in black gallops out of the city, followed by a young man in blue rushing after him.In the past, Xie Qinghe really didn't know that Cai Jucheng's lightness kung fu is really good, unlike Chu Liuxiang who can leave himself far behind.Cai Jucheng was always faster than him, but he couldn't catch him.

Xie Qinghe felt that his lungs were going to burn, so he stopped running and stopped to cough.Cai Jucheng in front ran and felt that no one was chasing him, so he stopped and looked at Xie Qinghe from a distance, holding on to the tree trunk to breathe.

"You are sick." Cai Jucheng's tone was flat, but what he said was irritating to death.At least Xie Qing rolled his eyes kindly: "Yes, I'm sick, if I'm not sick, who will chase after you!"

He can still quarrel with himself, it seems nothing serious, Cai Jucheng turned to leave, but was stopped by Xie Qinghe: "You, have you joined Wansheng Pavilion?"

Cai Jucheng sneered, but did not answer.Xie Qinghe frowned, and said again: "The head master already knows, some time ago Senior Brother Ju Xin took Ju Yi to Jinling to find you."

"I don't need him to care!" Cai Jucheng turned around and shouted: "I have already left Wudang, let him worry less!"

Xie Qinghe propped up his body: "Who is he, who is he?"

These words were ordinary, but Cai Jucheng's face was flushed with anger, before he could speak, Xie Qinghe continued: "You and I are different, you grew up on Wudang Mountain, and it is not false that everyone in the master's school cares about you. I know it's useless to say anything, but Wansheng Pavilion has already provoked public anger, so you should do it yourself."

Cai Jucheng turned his back to him, and suddenly said: "In the future, if I have a chance, I will bring Master two bunches of candied haws from the mountain, he likes to eat them." After speaking, he flew away, leaving behind Xie Qing and an angry lung.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Fang Siming arrived as scheduled, still wearing a black cloak embroidered with gold thread, half covering his face.But if Xie Qinghe was asked to tell, he felt that Fang Siming was not in a good state, and it seemed that something was tearing him apart and making him restless.

"Brother Fang, is there anything unsatisfactory?" Xie Qinghe asked with concern: "It doesn't look like it used to."

Fang Siming held the wine glass and pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Oh, what was I like in the past?" There are still people in this world who care, no, remember his past.

It's not easy to say this, in Xie Qinghe's view, Fang Siming has always been feminine, but his performance is still very masculine.Now it seems that he has just recovered from a serious illness, and he has no energy. The aura of the whole person is not soft, but listless.

"Brother Fang used to look full of energy, but now he seems to be recovering from a serious illness." Xie Qinghe thought about it, and said something safe: "Is it because you are not feeling well?"

Fang Siming sighed slightly, without answering, the two chatted about some irrelevant anecdotes, and then began to taste the food.They said they came to taste the zongzi in Mingyue Tower, but Xie Qinghe was the only one who ate it happily.Fang Siming has always been not obsessed with appetite, but seeing the other party eating so happily now, he suddenly felt a little envious.

This is the happiness of normal people, right?And this kind of happiness, probably I will never get it.He pushed the osmanthus honey and zongzi in front of him to Xie Qinghe's side, "I'll give you all, eat slowly."

Xie Qinghe was working hard, it seemed that Fang Siming didn't plan to talk to him about any serious matters, and talked about some useless things, it would be better to eat.Looking at the zongzi and honey being pushed in front of him, Xie Qinghe looked up at Fang Siming, and he looked at his eating with a smile as if he saw something interesting.

Is my food okay?Xie Qinghe was a little awkward, and turned his eyes away. Fang Siming seemed to realize that there was too much emotion in his eyes, so he stopped looking at him.

It was originally a meeting of old friends, but as a result, one of them stared at the lake view outside the window in a daze, while the other buried himself in hard work, and neither of them spoke.Outsiders would feel awkward if they saw it, but Xie Qing and someone with such a thin skin would naturally feel awkward too. "Well, Brother Fang, do you really have nothing to say to me?"

Fang Siming pondered for a long time: "Shall I tell you a story?"

Eh, telling stories... Xie Qing and his adventures have been going on for some time, and Chu Liuxiang also told him stories.So he also adapted to the method of "telling a story to explain something" by the quacks, and he let Fang Siming do it himself.

This is a sad story about a weak and helpless little boy who was abandoned by his parents.His elders took everything from his father, his mother was burned to death, and his father took only his elder brother with him when he fled.He was alone, staying alone in the old house, and was caught by the elder.For many years he lived in terror and abuse... until one day, a man found him and saved him.

Fang Siming spoke very slowly, and the story came out of his mouth, as if he was the person involved in the story.But Xie Qinghe knew it wasn't. Let's put it this way, people in the world may not understand it, and ordinary people in the market may not be able to hear it, but a former official's son, when he heard this story for the first time, he didn't think of "elders fighting for property". ".

The word "Jing Nan" first appeared in Xie Qinghe's mind, and the little boy whose father ran away with his elder brother, whose mother was burned to death, and was rescued after being helpless and harshly treated, was that little boy. The missing Jianshu - Zhu Wengui!

He looked at Fang Siming's opening and closing mouth, listening intently on the surface, but in his heart he thought: If what he expected was right and that was the case, who is Fang Siming?According to his age, it seems reasonable to say that he is the son of the common man Jian.

The question is, is he?

Xie Qing and Fang Siming have always been curious and probing, but he didn't take it seriously before.Now this question really fell in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it: Fang Siming, Wansheng Pavilion, Jianshuren, whether the people and organizations represented by these three words have any relationship.

After Fang Siming finished telling the story, Xie Qinghe made a gesture of sighing: "People's hearts are unpredictable, and people's hearts are unpredictable. The old saying goes, 'A foot of cloth can still be sewn; a bucket of millet can still be pounded. Two brothers are incompatible.' Xiao Qiang's calamity is really a catastrophic change in the family."

"..." Fang Siming mentioned another matter: "I heard that you know Ye Shenglan? He eloped with a certain lady, do you know?"

Xie Qinghe nodded: "I know, I said hello, and he's not bad." Not only did I know, the success of their elopement was also due to me, and of course mainly to Xiangshuai.Xie Qinghe and You Rongyan nodded without blushing.

"Tsk, if you know who Ye Shenglan is, you just say he's not bad." Fang Siming sneered, Xie Qinghe, a young hero from such a famous and upright family, he...

Xie Qinghe said casually: "He sings, I remember he is still a famous actor?"

Fang Siming looked at him in disbelief: "You know what he does and you think he's nice! You think an actor...you don't look down on him?"

What kind of problem is this? Xie Shaoxia was a little unhappy, and asked directly: "Why should I look down on him."

"He's an actor," Fang Siming was incredulous: "You are a high-ranking Wudang student, and you look down on low-level actors..."

Xie Qinghe had no expression on his face: "I don't think there is anything to look down on people relying on their skills to make money and live."

The corner of Fang Siming's mouth moved slightly, and it took him a while to ask: "The story I just told, if it were you, would you be willing to help that poor child take back everything that belongs to him?"

Xie Qinghe didn't want to part ways with Fang Siming right now, he hadn't figured out how to find out the truth, Xie Shaoxia said: "I don't know."

"?" Fang Siming looked puzzled: "You are also a person who draws swords with a chivalrous mind and sees injustice, why don't you know."

Xie Qinghe felt that what he was about to say was really a rogue: "You said it, that is a family of elders, it is a family, I just heard a story told by brother Siming, how did I know why the elders took the family property, and what is it?" How to succeed? If the family is big and the business is big, then there should be a lot of people who can be used by the head of the family. How could it be taken over by the side line."

Without Fang Siming's answer, Xie Qinghe secretly said in his heart, because "that person" is stupid.It is estimated that Fang Siming will not answer.

Sure enough, Fang Siming didn't seem to care, but actually skipped this question in embarrassment.He couldn't answer, even though Fang Siming was the young master of the Wansheng Pavilion, he had guessed the identity of his adoptive father for so many years.But for "that person", obviously he is not qualified and cannot comment.

Fang Siming left, Xie Qinghe stood on the roof of Mingyue Tower, looking at the back of the man who was going away, thinking about what Fang Siming said to him.Maybe Fang Siming realized something and discovered that Xie Qinghe and him might not be the same way, but Fang Siming still seemed to have the mood that Xie Qinghe could be used by him, and asked Xie Qinghe to think about it.

Xie Qinghe thought very clearly that they would eventually pierce that layer of window paper, although not now.

The author has something to say:

Alas, the countdown to Shaoxia and Xiao Ming's turnaround.

I still have to think about Xiao Ming's ending.