a ruthless swordsman

23.

Third brother?

He opened the door and came in, carrying two layers of food boxes in his hand, "My wife said that you didn't have dinner with her, and I was worried that you would be hungry at night."

right.

When I fell asleep in a daze, it seemed that someone knocked on the door twice.

I kept silent, took the food box in his hand, and asked casually: "Senior Brother, have you eaten yet?"

He said it was used.

Usually, after two sentences, he should be leaving.

The third senior brother is a very good person. I said earlier that the kind man who picked up the purse is the second most handsome person in the world. This No.1 is the third senior brother.

He is good everywhere, but he doesn't like to talk.

I wanted to cover this thousand-year-old piece of profound ice, but I was always scared away by the cold air emanating from his body.

The atmosphere is even weirder now. I sat at the round table, not daring to vent my anger, gnawing my soy elbow, while the third senior brother sat across from me, lowering my eyes without saying a word.

There is no intention of leaving, let alone eating.

I gently put down the chopsticks, and he raised his head as if recovering, and asked, "Don't you want to eat any more?"

I shook my head obediently: "Brother, I'm full."

"Ah."

The third senior brother got up and went around to me. I thought he was sending the Buddha to the west and took the food box along the way, but suddenly he half-bent down and brushed my lips with his fingers.

I froze in place: "..."

The third senior brother wiped the sauce on his fingertips and said, "It's gone."

People who are thirteen or fourteen years old are still treated like children by their seniors. I think everyone will blush with shame.

I stood up abruptly, baring my teeth and waving my claws: "Senior brother, I'm not a child anymore!"

It seems unconvincing.

He was much taller than me, and I barely reached his chin when I raised my head.

The third senior brother smiled, his smile was like a mirror in water, and before I could see it clearly, it completely disappeared.

I was dumbfounded.

It turns out that the third senior brother can also laugh!

I foolishly said: "Brother, did you just laugh?"

"...Is that so?" He raised the corners of his lips bluntly, his eyes softened a bit, and his expression was like a child babbling.

I nodded wildly, raised my face and looked at him without blinking, even the words I dared not say on weekdays came out of my mouth: "Senior brother, can you smile more from now on, this way...it looks good."

I don't know how long it took me to realize that this is called beauty misleading people.

The third senior brother's cheeks were slightly red: "Actually, the senior brother came today because he has something else to say."

Me: "Say it, say it!"

He pursed his lips and put back his rare smile, "Master informed me in advance that the list of heroes will be opened in a few days, and I will probably have a competition with seniors from other sects."

"Xiao Chu...will you go to see it then?"

What kind of problem is this?

Of course I will go!

But the third brother's eyes clearly reflected expectations, and I couldn't figure out why he asked.

I pondered for a while, and suddenly realized!

The third senior brother is not like the fourth senior brother, he doesn't go down the mountain often, and rarely competes with his peers... Does he have no idea?

"If the younger brother is not free..."

"I'm free!"

24.

What kind of feng shui treasure is Lingxiao Mountain Villa? It caused my two senior brothers to change their tempers at the same time. One could hold back his anger for ten and a half months, and the other hesitated before the battle. It seemed that I was their senior brother.

Nothing can escape my discerning eye!

I stood on tiptoe, hugged the third senior brother heavily, and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, those annoying ghosts will not beat you, you will definitely come out on top!"

The third senior brother didn't speak.

The hand on my waist tightened.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it, and I'm even happy about it.

The second senior brother, the fourth senior brother, or the mother who held me in her arms when I was young, they all hugged me like this.

In the past, the third senior brother and I were not very close, if we can use this opportunity to get closer to him, it would be a good thing.

"……it is good."

After waiting for a long time, his low voice rang in my ears.

I got bolder and complained: "Brother, I didn't dare to hug you like this before."

A Niang's embrace is fragrant and soft, but I am no longer a child, and I can no longer plunge into A Niang's arms with my head covered.

My father occasionally remembered that he had a son who was not motivated all day long. He pulled me off the second senior brother's lap, pinched the tip of my nose and scolded me: "You are acting like a baby again, tell me yourself, how old do you have to be to grow up?" Mature?"

I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear, and leaned over to bury him in the lapel of his clothes, and whispered: "Daddy, I'm asleep."

The second senior brother left early. I had just turned seven years old that year, and after only a few months of sadness, I asked my father to throw me by the third senior brother's side.I grabbed the hem of his clothes, if it was the second senior brother, he would definitely hold me knowingly.

And the third senior brother can't do anything, whenever I let go, he will start teaching me how to use the sword.

Ugh.

I sighed: "But I still like you very much."

This is the truth, he has a good appearance, I bumped into him the first day he stepped into Cuifeng Mountain, I quickly slipped to find the registration list of new disciples, and wrote down the words Li Yanxing.

I withdrew from his arms and saw a pair of red earlobes.

I also laughed: "Brother, are you going to return the food box?"

The third senior brother nodded slightly, his expression still erratic.

"Let's go," I held his dry and cold palm, "I'll go for a walk too, to digest food."

25.

There are many buildings in the Lingxiao Mountain Villa. Before I reached the back kitchen, a clever servant took the food box in my hand halfway.

After walking this way, I found that I had a new understanding of the third brother.

He doesn't seem to be cold-tempered, but rather thin-skinned.

I stretched out my hand, but he had no choice but to hold me reluctantly. When the firelight from the lantern under the porch shone, those ears seemed to be light red from birth.

"Little brother, go back to your room." The third brother turned his face and said.

When I looked up, I was so busy thinking about it just now that I walked back to the yard without saying a word.

The room was pitch black, Xie Ling must have been entangled by those annoying ghosts, and it will take a while before he can be released.

I noticed that the third senior brother's reddish ears gradually faded.

what a pity.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother, is there a younger brother in your family?"

He shook his head and corrected softly, "It's my cousin."

Regardless of whether he is a cousin or not, the relationship between him and Lao Shizi's cousin must be vague, and he has to subconsciously clarify it even if he mentions his younger brother.

Entering Jianzong is a freshman, my father never mentions the past of the senior brothers, but I have heard some trivial old things from the gossip of the other senior brothers.

The third senior brother lived in his uncle's house since he was a child. Compared with the second and fourth senior brothers, he is not without relatives or reasons.

But his pair of uncles and aunts never stepped into the threshold of Jianzong.

The closest time to Jianzong, and the only time, was the day when the three senior brothers worshiped Jianzong eight years ago.

The couple stood under the camphor tree and watched the third senior brother enter the door, and then went down the mountain without looking back.

Eyes but no eyes.

I vaguely understood why he was so indifferent to others, he was indifferent to everyone on the surface, and he never played around with his brothers in private.

Even when I asked about his family affairs for no reason, his attitude was as normal as ever.

Or indifference is more accurate.

Suddenly, I felt a little sad in my chest.

Third Senior Brother lowered his head to see my undisguised expression, his face was still calm, and there was a hint of imperceptible concern in his eyes: "Little Junior Brother, what's wrong?"

I am even more sad.

The black iron saber on his waist is unparalleled in coldness, and the third senior brother's saber is his own name, and it is called Taisu.

The so-called Tai Su is the smallest thing in the world, existing alone in the world.

But Taisu is also the everything in the world.

The world is vast, and the dust is insignificant. Li Yanxing lives in it, always alone.

The crescent moon in the sky is white, making him even more desolate.

"It's okay, brother, you should rest earlier." I suppressed the desperate thoughts in my chest, raised my face and smiled at him, "I'll find you for breakfast tomorrow morning, okay?"

He moved his eyes and nodded.