a ruthless swordsman

194.

Damn it!

Jianzong unexpectedly produced someone with unclean hands and feet!

The furnishings are the same as before I went out, if it wasn't for a clean bottle dropped from the window, I would probably be kept in the dark.

I rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find, not to mention that I didn't have much silver taels, the money bags were neatly bundled, and there was not even a single copper coin missing.

I thought and thought, but still didn't understand.

Cooperating with the thief, he just came and wandered around the house, but he didn't go along with anything?

Well, what is this picture.

195.

I kept an extra eye on my sword practice these days and went back a quarter of an hour early.

When a blind cat meets a dead mouse, it really makes me meet a thief.

It's a pity it's an afterimage.

This time he didn't have time to tidy up the scene of the crime, the drawer was not closed, and it was half-opened and stretched out.The books on the shelf were flipped and closed, and the dark compartment under the bed board also showed signs of being moved.

Must be someone who doesn't know me very well.

How could I put money or important things in the dark compartment.

The bed board was pressed under me, and I usually threw the sword manuals and ancient books I had read into it, and then fell asleep unconsciously.

But all I read are the books that can be found in the library, why come to me to search secretly.

What is he trying to steal?

Obviously I didn't find it, otherwise I wouldn't have bumped into someone again today.

I sat on the dark grid and meditated.

There was half a packet of marzipan in my pocket, I bit off a piece, I reached out to twist it, and found another thing.

As thin as paper.

No, it's just a piece of paper.

I looked down-

The scribbled handwriting that came into view was personally signed by Protector Ning.

Oh, it turned out to be the letter Min-jin left behind.

and many more……

Is this what the thief came to steal twice and three times?

I'm stupid, I can't understand the exercises that Min Jin put in the letter paper, but that doesn't mean I don't know, that piece of paper is worth more than anything else on my body.

After all, something worthy of Ning Qianzhong's condescension to make a deal with Min Jin would not be too shabby.

Now the remnants of the exercise fell into my hands, and it became a complete piece of waste paper.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, just ask if you don't understand.

So I went to find my dad.

My father's thinking was too rough, and he was not in a hurry to accept the fragmented scroll, but the old god turned up the old score on the ground: "I will ask you before, you fought with Ling'er a few days ago, why couldn't you hold back and beat him?" hurt?"

This question is too embarrassing for me, the heavens testify, I really didn't intend to hurt Xie Ling, the blame can only be blamed on my lack of skill in learning, and I haven't practiced to the state of being able to retract freely.

I sincerely admitted my mistake again: "It was because I failed to control the sword in my hand that I hurt fourth senior brother."

He stopped talking.

I hurried to find it, and suddenly calmed down.

Why is Min Jin’s secret letter to Ning Qianzhong in my hands, how can he temporarily change his mind and entrust this matter to me, and whether my relationship with Sister Cheng is just strangers.

There are flaws everywhere, and there are doubts everywhere.

A secret needs to be covered with countless lies, and my head is getting bigger.

But my father didn't ask anything, he just mentioned the irrelevant things that happened a month ago, after a moment of silence, he took the fragmented scroll from my hand.

My father looked down at the remnants.

In the blink of an eye, he raised his head.

I wondered if he was playing tricks on me.

Facts tell me that he is not perfunctory me.

He was just too familiar with the content on the paper, and he knew what it was at a glance, so he didn't have to spend time looking at it carefully.

196.

"Xuechu, why have you become estranged from your fourth senior brother recently?"

?

Why did you suddenly ask this again?

Wait, even my dad can see it!

I giggled and said, "No, brother Ling and I have always had a good relationship, so why are we estranged? Dad, why do you care about the juniors?"

"is it?"

I stubbornly said: "Yes..."

He looked into my eyes deeply, got up and turned his back on me and said, "Go and close the door, and then come inside with me."

Not good.

I don't know where I made a mistake, my heart was in a panic, I tightened my tail, and followed my father into the Nuan Pavilion.

My father sighed and threw a book that looked like a sword manual over, "Look carefully."

Chang Zongzhu said, there is no reason for me not to obey, I took the book tremblingly, the cover page was old and torn, and the thin and strong handwriting could be vaguely seen, which seemed to be... Baoxiangjing.

What is this?

It looked like the mental method of Shaolin Temple, but I opened it and glanced at it, but I couldn't match Shaolin.

...On the contrary, it has some similarities with the exercises I practice every day.

After reading ten lines at a glance, one volume, my father handed me the second volume.

The paper on the inner pages is yellowed, and there are missing pages every few times, and the text becomes more and more difficult to read, making people confused.

The smell of lamp oil is a bit stronger, and a few refreshing herbs are added in it, which is my mother's handwriting.

My father knocked on the corner of the table, got up and gently placed the fragment of the scroll in Min Jin's possession in the book. The cracks in the paper fit together tightly. His face sank like water: "What can you see?"

I swallowed, raised my head to look at him, and forgot to answer for a while.

197.

Many years ago, my father didn't know my mother, nor did he talk about me.

He was not even the Chang Sect Master or the Chang Sect Master. At that time, the former Sect Master was still alive, and when he was in the rivers and lakes, everyone still called him Chang Shaoxia.

Chang Shaoxia visited the martial arts all over the world, and met countless friends. When he returned to Jianzong, the one he had the best relationship with was a preparatory disciple of the outer sect.

Speaking of which, that person is not even considered a preparatory disciple, just like Xiao Pingzi, he is just a small handyman who burns fire.

After my father took office, everyone was called a senior brother, and there was no handyman who was not a handyman.

There is an unfathomable gap between the eldest disciple of the ruthless sword sect master and the most inconspicuous little handyman in the outer sect, but these two have become good brothers.

The little handyman has a good name, Xiaochun.

No one in Jianzong was willing to accept Xiaochun as an apprentice, so Chang Shaoxia taught Xiaochun a few tricks when he had time, fulfilling the responsibility of a master in advance.

The days are like flowing water, Xiaochun runs around with Chang Shaoxia, and unexpectedly gets married earlier than Chang Shaoxia.He has never really worshiped under Jianzong's sect, so he can't be regarded as a serious disciple. If he wants to leave, no one will stop him.

Although Chang Shaoxia felt regretful, he couldn't take his friend of the same age as his apprentice, so he had to bid farewell to Xiaochun, and made an appointment to see each other from time to time.

Xiaochun left.

It wasn't just one person who left, he also took the "Baoxiangjing" at the bottom of the box in the library.

What is "Baoxiang Jing" does not mean that the name sounds like a secret book of Shaolin Temple, it really comes from Shaolin Temple.

The patriarch searched up and down, and spent only a hundred years in his life. He devoted himself to studying countless sword skills for future generations.

But the old man pondered too many things, and he didn't have much time to verify them one by one. When it was passed on to the fourth suzerain, he realized that the "Baoxiangjing" seemed a bit mysterious.If ordinary disciples use it as inner strength and mental method to cultivate, after a long time, the meridians will be blocked without exception, not to mention losing all their martial arts, and what's more, they will become obsessed and half dead.

It turned out that the patriarch had profound skills, and the "Baoxiang Jing" was the icing on the cake for him, but it would not be the same if it fell into the hands of others.

Xiao Chun Ri Ri hangs out with Chang Shao Xia, more or less knowing things that other people don't.

Chang Shaoxia belatedly chased after the address Xiaochun had left him, but the neighbor said that Xiaochun and his wife had moved out two months ago.The rivers and lakes are so big, Xiaochun seems to have evaporated from the world, and he brought along the forbidden book of Jianzong, and he can never be found again.

Year after year, three years later, Chang Shaoxia was invited to the Qunhaohui, where he met an old friend whom he hadn't seen for several years.

What's more, in the last round of lottery, Chang Shaoxia happened to meet this old man.

Xiaochun really used the exercises in the Baoxiang Sutra, and became famous in the first battle, even though he was defeated.

No one in the Jianghu has seen this kind of martial arts, Xiaochun immediately became a hot upstart.

Chang Shaoxia didn't want to make the incident known to everyone, so he visited his old friend's house at night, intending to speak with his heart, but he met the dark door.

Letting go of Liao, Chang Shaoxia said in his heart that he could just take it, it would not look good to tear his face, if the "Baoxiangjing" can be carried forward in his hands, it would not lose the will of the patriarch.

After returning to Cuifeng Mountain, Chang Shaoxia received thirty lashes from his master and knelt in the ancestral hall for three days.

Even if this matter is overturned.

But in Xiaochun, there was no turning point.

The two have no contact with each other anymore, Xiaochun is well-known in the Jianghu, and often competes with disciples of various sects. One day, he went to the Liuhe Sect, and for some reason, accidentally killed an outstanding disciple of the Liuhe Sect.

Xiaochun and the Liuhe faction had formed an enmity. After this battle, he seemed to be a different person. Anyone who came to him was killed one after another, leaving no one alive.

Chang Shaoxia's master ran out of energy and passed on the position of suzerain to him. The last sentence he said to him before closing was——

Wuyu, you didn't intend to make mistakes, but now the turmoil in the world is indeed caused by you, you should go and end it.

At that time, Xiaochun had degenerated from a fledgling young talent to a crooked way that everyone can punish. The position of the leader of the martial arts alliance was hanging high. Not enough.

Chang Shaoxia listened.

He took the ruthless sword and went to meet Xiaochun alone.

In a cycle of cause and effect, Xiaochun stole the "Baoxiangjing", but also because of his temperament changed drastically, he became obsessed, and there was no possibility of further improvement.

In other words, there is no difference between an early death or a late death waiting for him. It is better to die early, without having to endure the repeated pain that follows.

Xiaochun woke up from a dream, his eyes regained clarity, and died with a wry smile at the sword of his old friend when he was young.

Fleeing and running in the courtyard, only his concubine, who was pregnant with Liujia, was left. She was a month old, her belly was bulging heavily, her feet were so swollen that she couldn't even put on her shoes and socks, and she slumped on the soft couch and cried.

The "Baoxiangjing" was returned to its original owner, but the inside was dilapidated, presumably someone took advantage of the chaos and tore off the broken pages.

The concubine was about to give birth on the way, and after giving birth to the baby, she dragged her tired body and kowtowed to Chang Shaoxia a few times.

She is really incompetent, unwilling and unable to raise the child.

Chang Shaoxia was silent for a long time, and asked, "What's your last name?"

The concubine choked with sobs and said, "Thank you, my family name is Xie."

"it is good."