My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Until the night, I was still tossing and turning, and the scene of the martial arts competition during the day kept replaying in my mind. Fang Qingyu's silver needle, my sword, the voices of the crowd, Xia Yu's eyes, and the emotions in his heart were all... is torturing me.

I should still apologize to Fang Qingyu.

Making up my mind, I put on some clothes and pushed the door out, intending to open the window of the guest room to see if Fang Qingyu had slept. If she did, I would go back tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, just as I was leaving, Xia Yu just opened the door and came out. Their eyes met each other, and they were speechless.

I had nothing to say: "You...are going to the latrine too?"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wanted to slap myself twice. Why did I say it?

"Ah."

What was even more frightening was that Xia Yu was actually going to the latrine. He responded and walked towards the latrine. I stood still, thinking that I would go to Fang Qingyu when he left first.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yu walked a few steps and then looked back at me. That look clearly meant "Why didn't you go to the latrine when you said you were going?"However, I didn't want to go, so I pretended not to see him looking at me, and stood still.

"Aren't you going?" Xia Yu asked.

"Ah...I...suddenly don't want to go." I looked up at the sky, the sky is cloudy today, the moon is hidden behind the clouds, not a single ray of light is willing to leak out.

Xia Yu also looked up at the sky, turned around and went back to the room, and soon came out again with an extra lighted torch in his hand.

"Let's go." Xia Yu held the fire bag in one hand, grabbed my wrist with the other, and led me to the latrine.

I stared at his back and the hand he was holding me. I couldn't believe my eyes, but I had to believe the strength from my left wrist. Did he think I was afraid of the dark and dared not go to the latrine?

When I was a child, I was really afraid of the dark. I didn't dare to go to the hut alone at night. When I wanted to go, I had to wake Xia Yu up and let him go with me no matter what.It was the same with him at that time. He was woken up but he didn’t have any unnecessary complaints. Every time he just silently held the lamp in one hand and me in the other hand, and walked up the path. I felt very relieved when I looked at his back. Born with the power to shine in the dark, monsters hiding in the dark in fantasy will be scared away by him, and never dare to come again.

But it has been more than ten years, and I have long developed the habit of sleeping until dawn and never getting up at night, and how can I say that I am a grown man now, and I am still afraid of going to the latrine in the middle of the night?Did Xia Yu misunderstand me?Does his impression of me still stay ten years ago!

"The two of you may not be able to stand. Go over and I'll show you the light. There's no one else here, so you don't have to close the door." Xia Yu turned around at the door of the hut and said.

"No, I can see it! You don't have to go over here, can you just do it here?" I quickly rejected his offer, it's not like I was a child anymore, now he is standing behind me holding a torch, how can I go to the hut openly !

"In today's martial arts competition with Fang Qingyu, you used the defensive style pretty well." Xia Yu stood not far from the door and talked to me, "I will teach you more offensive styles in the future, and you have to go one step further before the Hongyan meeting Just do it."

Xia Yu actually said that I had been hiding from that match, and the contest that I won inexplicably in the end was not bad?I have no confidence in the martial arts that I have been crushed for a long time. Although I don't know what is wrong with the competition, but now I am a little happy to get his evaluation of "not bad". They've been scolding me for not making progress.But what is the "Swan Goose Club"?It sounds like a martial arts tournament or something. Even if Xia Yu praised me today, I don't want to go.

"Can I not go..." I came out of the hut, took the fire bag from Xia Yu's hand, and let him relieve it.

"No." Xia Yu walked towards the hut, "Now I can't hide you anymore, Mr. Song won't let us go easily."

"Don't let us go..."

Xia Yu closed the door and didn't speak again. I couldn't figure out why.It wasn't until Xia Yu came out of the hut that he picked up the fire folder from me, walked back side by side with me, and continued the previous topic: "I shouldn't have told you this, but I used your identity on a whim earlier, It was my fault that I ended up dragging you into this fight."

"Ah?" This was the second time he said that he was wrong, but I felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "No, it's okay, I... If I can help you, it's okay to pretend to be the ninth page. "

"If, I mean if," Xia Yu's tone was a little heavy today, and he seemed a little confused, "The so-called righteousness and evil, the so-called morality, are different from what you have always believed. Will you pursue the truth?"

"Me?" I thought for a while and replied seriously: "No, if you can't change the ending, knowing the truth will only increase your troubles."

"Then who do you think Qian Chongxue is?" Xia Yu asked another random question.

"They...don't hate...no, I mean, Red Plum Altar Master Twelve is a bumbling idiot, Duan Sanlun is a sinister villain who kills without batting an eyelid, Yumei Altar Master Fifteen is a lively and lovely boy, Baimei Yan Qi of the altar is a lustful but loyal person..." I thought back to those people I met in Qianchongxue, they should all have killed righteous people, and controlled others with the help of fire tree and silver flower poison, with blood dripping from their hands , burdened with countless sinful debts.However, the members of Qianzhongxue clearly call each other brothers and support each other. They even have the rules of not intruding on the people and the puzzling task of "doing good deeds". It really can't be summed up in a good or bad word. It is a contradiction. heavy image.I understand my position, but I don't want to deceive Xia Yu, so I said, "They are not doing the right way, but they are all ordinary Jianghu people."

"Sure enough, you are more suitable for writing than me." Xia Yu said, "It's just that the world is in chaos."

"What are you talking about?" I didn't understand, "What pen are you holding?"

"Hongyan Pen." Xia Yu said, "The Hongyan Broken Jade that Qian Chongxue and Hongyanshu competed for is a jade pen. It is said that it can open a secret treasure, which is enough to shake the current martial arts situation. It's just that Hongyanshu doesn't have it now. fragments, and Qianchongxue is only missing one piece."

"Then... where is the last piece?"

"It should be at our house." Xia Yu said the most terrible news in the most flat tone.

"What?!" This kind of competition between the two parties for the treasure to be hidden at home, how can one feel at ease?And isn't Xia Yu someone who wrote Hongyan Books?Why not hand it over?

"But I don't know where it is and what it looks like." Xia Yu said, "My father only told me that the Hongyan pen was originally our family's thing. After it was broken into several pieces, grandpa might keep a piece, but he passed away. Early, the house was ransacked and nothing was found, so no one knew about it. There were a lot of jade and jade ornaments in the house, and my father didn't know where the fragment was. We have searched all the places in the house, but we didn't find that it might be broken jade. objects."

It was the first time I heard that my family had hidden such a powerful treasure. I always thought that only the Nine Mountains Sword Art was the most valuable in the Nine Mountains sect.

Xia Yu went on to say, "But there are rumors in the world that only the author of the Xia family knows where the fragment is, or they all believe that only the author can open the treasure."

I asked, "Then who is the author now?"

"It's me." Xia Yu said, "But I haven't been able to find the fragments. You were never involved in Jianghu affairs and rarely showed up. I told Song Lao truthfully that he didn't have too many doubts, but now that you have become famous in one battle, He probably doesn't trust me much anymore, and is considering whether the real author is you or me."

"So he won't let me quit easily? But I don't know where Suiyu is."

"Who knows, the pen is broken, and the author has long since ceased to exist. Whether it's right or wrong, the winner has the final say."

"Then what should we do?" The inexplicable identity and the broken jade that couldn't be found at all left Xia Yu and I with nowhere to go.

"The worst outcome is that he decides that you are writing and I will hold the sword, and let you and I work hard for Hongyan Book until you die." Xia Yu's face was expressionless, but I saw him holding Huozhezi's hand with great force. With all the strength, the pinch wrinkled up.

"... What is the sword?" Why does it get more and more complicated?I feel that I can't accept so many things at the same time.

"Since ancient times, the Xia family has had two internal disciples in each generation. One writes the pen and the other holds the sword. The writer writes all the affairs of the world, and those who hold the sword kill all the evildoers." Xia Yu explained to me.

"How come I never knew..."

"This is just what my father said. The family history has been burned, and there is nowhere to check it. And the tradition of writing and holding a sword has been broken from my father, and now it is just a false name."

I only know that the Xia family was ransacked about 40 years ago. It seems to be a story told by my father.

"Then you are the author and the sword bearer now, and so is father?" I thought of what Xia Yu said just now, he is the author, and there are only two of us in this generation of inner disciples of the Xia family. I am nothing, so he is alone Do both?

"Father has no brothers. He was the only one left in the Xia family of the previous generation. At that time, there was no Qianchongxue, and the martial arts was still stable, so no one mentioned writing and wielding swords. In the past ten years, Qianchongxue has grown stronger day by day, and the righteous way has become a book of Hongyan. The alliance is still unable to repel it, and it needs a bargaining chip against it, so it brings up the old matter again, so that another generation of the Xia family can write and wield the sword, and find the broken jade to open the secret treasure."

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?" Anyway, I'm also the son of the Xia family. Although my martial arts is a bit weak, my script is not bad.

"What do you think this is a good thing? According to Song Lao, the Hongyan pen is a key to unlock the secret treasure of martial arts, and the writer's duty is to protect it. No matter who finds the last piece of jade first, once the Hongyan pen is spelled out , people from all walks of life will flock to it, and the author will definitely be pushed to the forefront.”

"...Are you busy with four positions? Will it be in danger?" I figured it out, Xia Yu is the head of the Nine Mountains School, the leader of Chapter 3, and there are no writers, sword wielders, and no one How can you do so many things for yourself when you pay him!

"... Or count on you?" Xia Yu squinted at me.

"Forget it then." What counts is my self-knowledge.

"As for the danger, it doesn't matter. Although Qian Chongxue is only short of the last one, she still doesn't have the ability to attack me."

"But they can attack me!" Thinking about how I was kidnapped the last time I listened to a book in a small teahouse, I couldn't help feeling worried and sad.

"...I'm telling you this so that you don't run around, don't talk nonsense, don't get tied up again, and cry and write to me to save you." The fire folder in Xia Yu's hand flashed twice, and finally It was off. At this time, he and I had already reached the door of the room. Xia Yu's tone became as tough and arrogant as usual. He turned and opened the door of his room, and said the last sentence with his back to me, "From tomorrow you Practice swords for six hours a day, don't try to be lazy!"

"I……"

I wanted to say something, but he slapped me outside the door.

Can't withdraw from Hongyan Book, there are always villains trying to harm me, or practicing sword for six hours a day, which one is more desperate?