a ruthless swordsman

157.

I really underestimated Min Jin.

I thought he was just cheating Ning Qianzhong, but I didn't think that he really had some great secret book in his hand.

Thinking about it, if he hadn't let the snake Ning Qianzhong smell blood, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't have fallen for him so easily.

The third senior brother handed the paper back to me, and I waved my hand and said: "Senior brother, you can keep it, I don't understand it, and it's useless to hold it. You hold it, maybe you can figure out something."

But he insisted on not accepting it, so I had no choice but to put the thin paper and the envelope into my arms.

I lay down on the futon for too long, and my legs and feet felt a little numb.The third brother stretched out his hand and pulled me up, hesitantly asked: "Xiao Chu, I was in a hurry that day, I have something to ask you in the future, if it is inconvenient to answer, you don't have to answer."

"what?"

The third brother said: "I heard you talking with Min Jin that day, it seems that you know that... Miss Xiaoruo."

He didn't know Sister Cheng's surname, so he felt a little inappropriate to say a girl's name rashly.

I understood his doubts and admitted frankly: "I know her."

The third senior brother froze for a moment, then said, "Okay."

He turned his head and looked out the window, and said lightly: "It's still raining outside, wait until the rain stops before leaving."

I didn't expect that he just wanted an answer, and didn't even ask further questions, such as how did I know Sister Cheng who was far away in Cangzhou, or how much love I have with her, and I can promise to visit the grave every year next year? prayer.

The rain fell into the pool, and the splashing raindrops danced among the shadows of the trees.The third senior brother stood in front of the window, his eyes vaguely falling on the branches in the courtyard.

I walked up to him a few steps, and turned to ask him for a reason: "Brother, why didn't you ask me how I met Miss Xiaoruo."

The third senior brother looked away from the branch, looked at me and said, "Since we are Xiaochu's friends, it's reasonable to do sweeping and worship. As for how we got to know each other...it doesn't matter."

I was silent.

"If it's inconvenient to tell others about it, it's okay to say that I got to know you through me."

The sound of the rain cut his voice finely, and a sentence was far and near, and finally reached my ears.

I suddenly wanted to say something to him.

"Sister Cheng is a very good person. I have no brothers and sisters, only brothers and sisters. She treats me like my own sister, gentle and meticulous, and never said a word of seriousness."

"I've known her not long ago, maybe two or three years."

"The world is impermanent. I always thought that I would see her again soon, but... there is no chance."

After saying these few words, I couldn't go on.

The third senior brother was silent for a moment, then said bluntly: "Cangzhou is not far from Xili City, take a horse and you will arrive there in at most two days."

I think, if Xie Ling would say that.

"A Xue, don't be sad, I will accompany you to worship Miss Cheng in the future."

Even comforting people, his words are so euphemistic.There was no ups and downs in his tone, and he didn't listen carefully, so he couldn't feel the warm heart under his cold face.

I looked up at him, and said bluntly, "Brother, will you go with me?"

"……Um."

158.

Why do those heroines who have traveled the rivers and lakes and seen countless people fall in love with such a dull gourd like the third senior brother, and why do those Xiaojiabiyu who have lived in the deep boudoir for a long time fall in love with the third senior brother alone.

If only relying on a rather bluffing skin, or amazingly talented martial arts, the third senior brother is not the only one in the world.

I seem to understand a little bit.

The rain was getting heavier, crackling and bending the branches, and the trunk branched into a short branch and stretched into the meditation room. The rain fell on the hem of my clothes along the leaves, and the rest fell on the window sill, melting a puddle of water stains.

The third senior brother closed the window and separated the rain in the courtyard from the meditation room clearly, not leaving a single gap.

He looked down at the wet clothes, kindly reminded me to be careful of catching a cold, and led me to change clothes inside.

I followed behind him in a daze, and when he stopped in front of the couch in the meditation room, I also bumped my head on his back.

The third brother immediately turned around, patted my head and asked: "Little brother, is there no pain?"

"No, no."

The time in the meditation room seems to be sealed in amber, and not a single cent has passed.

The rain finally stopped.

It was not too late, so I rushed back to the inn just in time for dinner.

Xie Ling looked worried, and yelled, "I'm going to the Xu Mansion alone to do some business, but you two are fine, you go out to have fun together."

"Okay, okay, look at you stingy."

During the banquet, the third senior brother always kept silent. Xie Ling and I were performing a scene that had not changed for more than ten years, arguing for various reasons, and the third senior brother was the only spectator, and he was not even good at cheering. spectators.

Tonight is the last night in the capital. After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest and prepare for the journey tomorrow.

159.

I sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated for half an hour.

The meditation of a wise man is mostly beneficial to others and himself.

The contemplation of junior juniors usually has no conclusions.

What am I thinking.

There are many, such as the predestined relationship between senior brother and sister Cheng, such as how Lin Qing stepped in again, and the martial arts secret book that Min Jin put in the letter on that page.

Sister Cheng passed away three months ago, and the elder brother passed by Cangzhou. By then, Yin and Yang would be separated, so naturally he would not see her.

This first thing, no solution.

The entanglement between Lin Qing and Sister Cheng, according to Min Jin, must have happened before the Qunhaohui.The important juncture of my resurrection from the dead was the Qunhaohui two years ago, and there is no way to know what happened before that.

This second matter is again unsolvable.

As for the torn pages of the book left by Min Jin, I can't understand it at all.

This third matter, why the hell is there still no solution!

160.

There was silence at night, only the rustling of the wind passing through the panes.

The creaking noise was disturbing, so I got out of bed and went to tighten the wooden window.Just as his finger stuck out of the window, a slender feathered arrow came against the wind and stabbed firmly into the crack of the brick wall.

A strip of paper about the width of my index finger was tied to the tail of the arrow. I calmed down and took the strip off the arrow.

There was no trace of anyone coming outside the window. I lowered my head to read the words on the paper, turned around, and the door opened quietly.

Only three words were written on the paper.

Little idiot.

What kind of habit does Jiang dog thief have to break into other people's rooms at night!

"What are you doing again!"

Jiang Yufeng closed the door, sat down with a smile on his face, and said sternly: "Last time and last time, I failed to say goodbye to you. I heard that you are leaving tomorrow, so I don't want to come this time."

It was as if there was something between us worth saying goodbye to in person.

I knew that no matter what I said, I couldn't drive him away, so I simply pretended that Jiang Yufeng didn't exist, and packed my luggage by myself.

He made fun of it, stood up touching the tip of his nose, and hugged my waist from behind, his warm breath was very close to his ears.I stiffened my body and said coldly, "My senior brother is nearby, don't try to mess around."

Jiang Yufeng smiled lightly: "Which of your senior brothers do you think can beat me?"

"..."

Jiang Yufeng said to himself, "When you go back to Cuifeng Mountain this time, at least you won't see anyone for a year or so."

Nonsense, I haven't had time to hide from you, how could I be willing to see you, the evil star.

He held my shoulders to make me turn around, his eyes stayed on my dodging eyes, and he smiled slowly: "I have always heard that the junior brother of the Ruthless Sword Sect is innocent and innocent, and he grew up loved and loved. This is the first time we met At that time, you were still young, and you didn't know how to hide your emotions, and the disgust was clearly on your face. You thought that you were proud of favors, and Chang Wuyu made Chang Wuyu into a lively dandy. With a few words, But it’s not like that.”

"You are courteous to everyone, but you hate me so much, you have said outright that you hate me more than once. Little dwarf, what is the reason why you have such emotions towards a person you have never met before?"

My palms were sweating, and I pretended to be calm and said: "Is this difficult to understand? You teased me like that when we first met in Lingxiao Mountain Villa. Do you want me to be grateful to you? Besides, you are so conceited, Arrogance, and..."

"What else?" Jiang Yufeng touched the soft flesh behind my ear, raised his eyebrows and said, "You want to say frivolous, or shameless?"

"It's good that you have self-knowledge."

The oil lamp reflected his tall figure into a black shadow several times larger, shrouding the bed like a ghost.He flicked his fingers lightly, and the curtain on the top came down.

Jiang Yufeng's fingers traveled along the back of the ears all the way to the chin, and pressed the dimple under my lips like teasing a cat or dog.

He took out a hairpin carved from celadon porcelain from nowhere, inserted it into my half-loose hair, and said, "Just think about it, wait for me for three years, and when I have completed my martial arts, I will definitely go to Cuifeng Mountain to kill you." You bring it back to religion and raise it."

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The Jiang dog thief is crazy!

I don't think a few encounters can teach him to love me deeply!

If it was to fight against my father, he could have imprisoned me in the stone room when he was in the Dead Wood Sect a few days ago, why bother, holding a hairpin to pretend to be affectionate.

He looked at my widening eyes, laughed suddenly, and pressed me under him.

Jiang Yufeng grabbed my wrist, the distance between his lips and teeth was barely a millimeter.When the four eyes met, he was able to touch my lower lip with one mouth, and whispered in such an awkward and intimate posture: "It will take three years to start a new round of hero list, if you are just like this If I stayed here, I would be so annoyed to deal with the little guys who came to my door every day... Besides, three years is too short."

He paused for a moment, then said casually: "Chang Wuyu has raised my younger brother for 19 years, courtesy is reciprocal, and I will also raise his son for the rest of his life."

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I remember the first time I was tempted by the younger brother himself (.