a ruthless swordsman

81.

Min Jin is not completely brainless, but he is more or less ashamed than him.

For example, he didn't expect that I would whitewash Jiang Yufeng.

Another example is that he lowered his head at this moment, which is both acquiescence and unwillingness to face it.

I feel so poor.

I had to scold Jiang Yufeng to relieve my anger.

After all, in the final analysis, this matter did start because of him.

Min Jin fell on the ground in embarrassment, and apologized to me with his head buried: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chang, I was fooled by lard, so I attacked you."

I twitched my mouth, not knowing what to say.

Xie Ling pulled me behind and shouted: "Fortunately, Axue is fine, if something happens..."

I tugged at his cuff and whispered, "Brother Ling, forget it."

How can such things be so fussy? Could it be that he told me to break his legs again?

It's not a matter of life and death, but he is also a direct disciple of the master of the Jingdao Sect, so there is no need to make enemies with the Jingdao Sect because of this matter.

Oh, his leg was broken once and put back together again.

Min Jin raised his head, his gaze was distracted, and he nodded gratefully at me, but he didn't know where he was looking.

I took two steps forward, made up my mind and asked, "Do you know who found you?"

Min Jin withdrew his gaze in a daze, huddled his fingers and muttered: "...I don't know, that man also knocked me out from behind, and then threw me to the bottom of the pit. When I opened my eyes again, the Ya acupuncture point was tapped, and I just I heard that he told me to apologize to Mr. Chang after the acupoints are opened, if you don't listen to him, if you can tie me once, you can tie me a second time."

This style is a little familiar.

I then asked him, "What about the voice, describe your impression of this person's voice."

Min Jin shook his head, his words did not seem to be fake: "That person seems to have used a false voice, which is different from the usual determination."

In fact, I originally wanted to ask him, who do you think this person would be.

Think about it or forget it, a layer of window paper, whether it is poked or not is not that important.

After all, Min Jin was a well-known disciple of Xing Feng's sect. Although he didn't occupy a place on the list of heroes, his martial arts were definitely not bad.

Treating serious school disciples as worthless, knocking them unconscious if they say they are beaten, and breaking their legs if they say they break their legs, those who can achieve this level of skill are by no means inferior to the third senior brother, or at least comparable to Min Jin's. Master Xing Feng is on the same level.

It may also be... higher than Xing Feng.

Min Jin didn't come for me in the first place, and the person who taught him a lesson was naturally the one he failed to frame.

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Of course my dad thought so too.

Master Qin, my mother, and the third senior brother all thought of the same person by coincidence.

Xie Ling's thoughts were not normal, he frowned tightly, with a look of doubt on his face, he couldn't wait to say: "Axue, what happened to that Jiang Yufeng, why did he teach others for you for no reason."

That's your brother, you ask me!

Well, even though Xie Ling doesn't know that it's his brother now,

But I'm still skeptical about whether Xie Ling's mind is filled with mud.

I kicked him calmly, and said in a low voice, "Why would you do it for me?"

Jiang Yufeng is obviously a person who will take revenge. Min Jin secretly tried to tarnish his reputation and stir up troubles between him and Jianzong. He must teach Min Jin a lesson.

In a way I wonder if Min Jin is also back from the dead.

He accurately perceived an event that was about to happen four years later, and tried his best to advance it.

Sadly, this is not possible.

Now that I have resurrected by accident, I will definitely try my best to stop it.

Jiang Yufeng is really difficult to deal with. His understanding of his own abilities and the people in the world has reached a level that ordinary people can hardly match.

Since he is unwilling to fight my father at this time, he also taught me that the 23-year-old Jiang Yufeng is not enough to compete with my father.

Damn, there is such a scheming enemy who is good at strategizing.

The Ruthless Sword Sect really suffered from eighteen generations of bad luck.

Exaggerated, the Ruthless Sword Sect has just reached the ninth generation.

83.

There was no need to ask any more questions from Min Jin's mouth, everything came to light, Qin Song covered him with a black cloth again, and stood aside politely.

The return date has been set, so I won't stay for another day.Min Jin's appearance was an accident. My father and the owner of Qin Zhuang sighed and sighed, talking helplessly about how this matter should end.

The owner of Qin Zhuang patted his chest and promised that he would do everything in his power, and he would not follow the truth.

My father thanked him for a while, saying bluntly that the owner of Qin Zhuang was bothered.

The ships used for freight at the ferry have a deep draft and are stuck on the bank of the river.Two small boats sailed unsteadily from the opposite bank, and they looked quite pitiful next to the big ship with high masts next door.

The boatman popped his head out of the cargo ship and shouted: "The boat is coming, can the heroes go?"

Walk, walk, of course.

I didn't have much luggage, so I moved all of them into the boat. My father glanced back at the boatman, took my mother's hand and walked into the boat together, saying goodbye to the owner of Qin Zhuang.

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The boatman at the bow slowly paddled the wooden oars, and the boat gradually left the ferry.

A group of eight people were placed in two small boats, my parents lived in the same boat as me and the third senior brother, and Xie Ling and several other senior brothers lived next door.

Originally, Xie Ling was following me closely, but all I saw with eyes open and closed these days was him, it was a bit boring, so I played a little temper, and separated him and the third senior brother.

Xie Ling was dumbfounded.

The two boats were not far apart, I sat in the stern in a daze, Xie Ling also showed half of his body, and bickered with me angrily: "Axue, you are too unkind."

I smiled at him and didn't answer.

The boatman wore a straw woven hat on his head, he was thinking of something happy, he propped up the oars and sang aloud, it was probably a ditty in the area of ​​Lishui City, it sounded very interesting.

I casually asked, "Old man, how long will it take to land?"

The paddle boarded the boat to part the river with a wooden paddle, turned his head and smiled and replied, "Hurry up, I will definitely send you to the shore before dark. If you are not in a hurry, go and taste the noodles at Zuixiang Tower in the city. It is delicious. It's tight!"

I answered and called to Xie Ling: "Senior brother, did you hear what the old man said!"

Xie Ling poked his head out slowly: "When it comes to eating, you can only think of me!"

I immediately acted like a good boy: "Brother, I was wrong!"

Xie Ling nodded reservedly, not caring about me, a child.

Just as the boatman said, the boat docked before the sun set.

My mother handed the money to me, and I turned my head to the boatman, "Thank you, old man!"

The boatman happily took the broken silver, and between breaths, he stuffed a note into my hand.I lowered my head and took a glance. The handwriting was scrawled and messy, with neither title nor signature.

Jiang Yufeng is really annoying.

Before leaving, I don't let people live in peace.

After reading it, I rolled the note into a ball, and stepped ashore under Xie Ling's urging voice.

85.

——I owe you a crispy chicken.