Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Liang Duo vacated a large house for the Jingming sect.The house is kept neat and tidy, and a hot spring is led down from the mountain behind the house, and there is steaming steam all year round.

Ever since Yan Ke saw that man on the street, he felt a little restless.Du Sumu went back to the room where he lived alone and untied him from his waist, but he didn't respond either.It wasn't until Du Sumu shook the sword that Yan Ke suddenly came back to his senses and turned into a child.

"What's the matter?" Du Sumu sat on the bed in the room and touched Yan Ke's head, "I haven't been out of the mountain for a long time, aren't you used to it?"

Yan Ke shook his head.He blinked and looked at Du Sumu's face, feeling a little dazed, and just when he was about to tell him about the people he met on the street, a gust of black wind suddenly gushed out from the window and rushed towards Du Sumu.

Du Sumu sighed lightly, waved his hand slightly, and the black wind fell to the ground in response to his movement.The blackness dissipated, and a human figure appeared, none other than Zhao Xuehan with a smiling face.

"There is a main entrance to go through, why bother to get in through the window." Du Sumu said helplessly.

"Convenience." Zhao Xuehan answered casually, then sat down beside Du Sumu, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Du Sumu's shoulders.

Yan Ke frowned, and a gust of wind struck Zhao Xuehan's arm.This wind was powerful but precise, it could cut off Zhao Xuehan's arm, but at the same time, it wouldn't make Du Sumu notice the slightest bit.

Zhao Xuehan slightly raised one corner of his mouth, and he raised his finger slightly, the sharp wind dissipated in the air and changed direction instantly.The curtains on the bed shook twice in the wind, as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Xuehan showed a smug expression, and wrapped his arms around Du Sumu in his hands.Yan Ke glared at him.

The two have been fighting in secret for more than ten years, and they can't hurt each other in the slightest, and they are gradually getting used to it, and they have to make a scene quietly when they meet.Du Sumu didn't notice it at all.He patted Zhao Xuehan's arm lightly.

"What are you doing here today?" Du Sumu asked.

"People from the White Dragon Sect have come to welcome the winter meeting." Zhao Xuehan said with a smile, "They got a few pieces of fire jade by chance, and they knew that you had successfully refined the fire jade, so they wanted to ask you for advice, and asked you to take the time to guide them, so as not to waste time A few gems are wasted."

Du Sumu frowned: "The people from the White Dragon Sect told you directly?"

"Of course not." Zhao Xuehan smiled, "What they said to Xiao Fang, I just heard it from the side."

"Xiao Fang didn't tell me about it." Du Sumu said.

"Of course he won't." Zhao Xuehan said, "You know him well. He knows that Fire Jade is hard to control and has brought you a lot of trouble and pain. He doesn't want you to have any other connection with this thing, so he will naturally choose to reject Bai Yu. Dragon faction, and suppress this matter."

"But," Zhao Xuehan lowered his voice, "I think you should know about it."

Du Sumu sighed lightly. "Is there anything else you want to tell me?" he asked.

Zhao Xuehan raised his eyes and smiled again. "As expected of my father, of course there are." He said, "People from the Shengyuan Sect have just entered the city. They should also plan to join in the excitement of this winter meeting."

"Holy Yuan Sect?" Du Sumu was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a worried expression.

Zhao Xuehan patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'm here."

"With you here, I'm even more worried." Du Sumu raised his forehead, then took Zhao Xuehan's hand, and pulled him to his eyes, "You came to the winter meeting this time, really just to see that handsome disciple Fang Hai ?”

Zhao Xuehan's face blushed unnaturally, and then showed an unscrupulous expression. "That's natural," he said with a grin, "I'm already this old, and I want to find a Taoist companion to live a fairy life or something."

Du Sumu shook his head: "You can pursue someone, but don't force them."

"Of course not." Zhao Xuehan smiled, "For a handsome person like me, it's too late for others to chase me, so how could it be my turn to force others."

"That's good." Du Sumu stared at Zhao Xuehan, "I will believe you this time. Because I have to host the forum, I don't have time, so Xiao Fang will help me too. You can take Yan Ke around during the winter meeting How about turning?"

"No." Before Zhao Xuehan could reply, Yan Ke said, "I don't want him to take it with me."

"What's wrong." Zhao Xuehan smiled and Mimi stood up, pretending to hug Yan Ke intimately, "I'll take you to experience this colorful world, how about it?"

Yan Ke struggled twice, and looked at Du Sumu begging for help, but Du Sumu smiled and shook his head.

"If you don't follow him, you can only be carried by me these few days and stay in the forum. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to go down the mountain? The winter welcome meeting is once every 30 years, and it is very lively. It is a rare opportunity, you should experience it .” He said softly.

Yan Ke wanted to say "It's better to stay in the forum than to follow Zhao Xuehan", but Zhao Xuehan's elbow blocked her mouth and she couldn't make a sound.Just when he was about to cut off Zhao Xuehan's unlucky arm, there was a light knock on the door.

"Master." It was the voice of a monk, "Yuan Cheng sent the master to visit you."

Du Sumu winked at the two of them, signaling for them to get along with each other, then got up and left the room.Yan Ke pushed Zhao Xuehan's arm away.

"I won't go with you." Yan Ke said coldly.

"He said he wanted you to come with me, so just listen to him." Zhao Xuehan smiled and raised an eyebrow at Yan Ke.

"You don't want to trouble him either, do you?"

Yan Ke was stunned for a moment and began to hesitate.Zhao Xuehan chuckled, stretched out his hand and slapped a spark beside Yan Ke's ear, startled him, then quickly turned into a black wind and left from the window.

Early the next morning, Du Sumu and his disciples set up a forum in a corner of the city.He stood under the rostrum with his hands folded, watching Xiao Fang preach the scriptures.

The leaves in the distance were rustling, Du Sumu followed the sound, and saw Zhao Xuehan standing under the shade of the tree, holding Yan Ke's hand, and waving to him.The eyes of the two have all turned into the amber color of ordinary people, and at a glance, they are no different from ordinary people.

Du Sumu nodded slightly to the two, and greeted them with a smile.Under the tree, Zhao Xuehan took Yan Ke to watch the sermons of the Jingming School from a distance.Not long after, he yawned loudly.

"It's too boring." Zhao Xuehan said, "Let's go, let's go and see other sects."

Yan Ke didn't want to leave.Du Sumu stood under the podium, tall and tall, with serious eyes, different from the usual person who was gentle and kind to him, and another kind of majesty and good-looking.He wanted to ignore Zhao Xuehan, and just stood under the tree and watched Du Sumu for a day, but he was afraid that Du Sumu would start to worry when he saw him standing here alone, so he reluctantly followed Zhao Xuehan and left.

The two walked through the streets, and finally came to a crowded place, and the pulpit stood high among the crowd.On the podium, stood a young man with a gentle appearance.He has clear eyebrows, but only his eyes are dark and deep, as if the sun shines in, and there is no ripple reflected.

I saw the young man took a wooden stool from the crowd of onlookers, raised his other hand, opened his palm, and there was a small wrench in the palm.The young man put the wooden stool on the ground, put the wrench on the top of the wooden stool, and suddenly there was a flash of light, and the wooden stool disappeared.

There was an exclamation from the crowd.The young man smiled faintly, shook his palm slightly, and the wooden stool appeared in an instant and fell to the ground.There were voices of surprise.After the young man returned the wooden stool, he cleared his throat and began to explain the principle behind it.

Yan Ke naturally knew how to use space appliances, so she wasn't too surprised.On the contrary, Zhao Xuehan looked at the young man and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect this kid to really not let me down, he's doing well." Zhao Xuehan laughed softly, "Let me go up and meet him for a while, see if he still remembers me."

After speaking, he flew onto the podium and stood firmly in front of the young man.

"This gentleman," Zhao Xuehan clasped his fists, pretending to say, "I feel that I have benefited a lot from listening to the master's sermon under the stage. But the master's speech is clear and logical, but I don't know how the actual skills are. Can you compete with me?"

Seeing someone come to the stage to fight, the enthusiasm of the crowd is even higher.However, the young man raised his eyes and saw Zhao Xuehan's face, his expression instantly became extremely pleasantly surprised, but he quickly lowered his head and took a few steps back.

"Don't dare, dare not." He whispered, "Please stop joking, sir."

Seeing the young man shrinking back so much, the crowd couldn't help being uproarious.Brothers from the same sect of the Qingxiao School also began to persuade. "Senior Brother Fang," said a young yellow-robed monk next to him, "You are not weak, so why be afraid of him? He comes up by himself, you just have to fight him."

The young man shook his head again and again, but still didn't make a move. In the eyes of everyone, he couldn't help but look a little cowardly.

"Fang Qiushui!" An elderly monk around was a little angry, "If you shrink back like this, you will increase the morale of others, and you will lose the face of the monks I sent! Let me do it!" After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go on stage Compete with Zhao Xuehan.

"Wait." Zhao Xuehan stretched out his arms and looked at Fang Qiushui with a half-smile, "No one else is allowed to intervene, I only compete with him."

"Wait!" Among the monks of the Qingxiao Sect, someone suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this person... isn't he Zhao Xuehan?!"

The elder monk was startled, and immediately stared at Zhao Xuehan. "It's him!" the monk yelled, and looked at Fang Qiushui with anger on his face, "This Zhao Xuehan killed your whole family! He was protected by the Jingming sect, somehow escaped punishment, and came here to provoke again! You still look so weak! What a disgrace to the Qingxiao sect!"

Fang Qiushui looked at the monk and shook his head repeatedly. "No..." He whispered, "It's not him..."

The surrounding monks of the Qingxiao Sect could not hear Fang Qiushui's murmuring words.After being provoked by the monk, he became angry and instigated Fang Qiushui with every word, asking him to hit him hard.Fang Qiushui shook his head again and again, and the monk became even more angry.Several monks jumped onto the stage, almost going to repair Zhao Xuehan for Fang Qiushui, in the name of Zhengqing Xiao Sect.

"What's going on?" The majestic voice came from a distance.The monks stopped the noise immediately, each with a respectful attitude, but there was a little dissatisfaction in their expressions.

Liang Duo approached and saw Zhao Xuehan, he couldn't help frowning.

"You didn't stay with Brother Du well, but you came here to make trouble with my faction," Liang Duo said in a deep voice, "He brought you here because he trusted you. If you do this, you are not letting him down."

Zhao Xuehan waved his hand. "I saw that the forum was not open, so I wanted to go up to the stage to make everyone happy." He said lazily, and glanced at Fang Qiushui, "Unexpectedly, the people in your school are really boring. I don't have much interest anymore. .”

He raised his hand lightly: "Farewell." After saying that, he jumped off the podium and took Yan Ke away.

There was a slight sigh of disappointment among the crowd.Liang Duo waved his hand and asked the monks to return to their respective positions.Fang Qiushui was still standing on the podium, staring blankly at the direction Zhao Xuehan left, even though his figure was already submerged in the crowd.

"Brother, why are you afraid of being like that?" Beside Fang Qiushui, a little monk said angrily, "You have such strong skill and talent, you may not be able to beat him."

Fang Qiushui regained his senses and shook his head slightly.

"I'm not afraid." He whispered, and walked slowly off the platform.