a ruthless swordsman

63.

After spending so much time to settle sister Cheng down, my father finally came to settle accounts with me after Qiuhou.

My mother stopped his eager slap, stomped her feet and said, "Xiao Chu is still young, so it's understandable to be ignorant."

"He will be fourteen in half a year. Other parents at this age, let alone young, may even have children!"

"..." This, forget it.

Father, I still want to be a junior for a few more years, I don't want to be someone else's father so soon!

Fortunately, I am now in Lingxiao Mountain Villa. After all, it is someone else's territory. My father didn't beat me or scold me. He grabbed my ear and reprimanded me for a long time. , roughly meaning the same as what Xie Ling said.

I confessed my mistakes again and again, with a respectful attitude, and I fell into the mud. Finally, my mother couldn't help but speak for me again.

"Xiao Chu is not a child anymore, why bother to hold him like this."

My dad: "..."

Just now, who is the young person!

64.

My father's anger didn't know how to dissipate, in short, he didn't want to face our mother and mother at the same time for the time being, and left the door angrily.As long as my mother is on my side, he will definitely retreat steadily.

"It's fine if it's Ling'er, but it was Yan Xing who led you out." My mother rubbed my red ears and reminded me a little, "That child Yan Xing is the most disciplined and has taken all the responsibility. On himself, your father is angry with two people."

My eyes widened: "I begged Third Senior Brother to take me there!"

"Silly boy, your father has taken in so many apprentices. Mu'er is a soft ear, and Ling'er is the only one who obeys you. Now even a single seedling like Yan Xing has taught you to instigate rebellion. From now on, no one in the Sword Sect can control you, but Don't let your little tail stick up to the sky."

"Let's go back to Cuifeng Mountain in a few days, you have to be more obedient, obediently practice swords with your brothers..."

When she said this, she suddenly stopped, and then continued after a while: "Don't worry your parents, you know?"

My half-baked martial arts has always been the most important thing on the minds of my parents. As the son of the lord, those eyes cast on me are not uncommon.

Sneaking out with the third senior brother was a small matter, it was nothing, if they were in danger, it would be different.

"Well, I got it." I knew she was reminding me in a subtle way that I couldn't live under the wings of my seniors all my life.I sighed, and said something that I dared to confide in only in front of A Niang: "I don't like to meet people from those sects... They all say I'm stupid. I practiced swords with Brother Ling when I was young, and he learned a whole set early on. Sword moves, but I can't even lift a heavier sword."

"Amian, am I really stupid?"

No matter how much effort I put in for it, I still look like a bird flapping its wings in mid-air, covered in dust and not even a little bit of luster can be seen.

"Nonsense!" A Niang suddenly raised her voice and pulled me into her arms.

She hasn't been so close to me for a long time. It's not that A Niang doesn't care about me, but that I'm getting older and I can't be as coquettish and obedient as before.

"Don't listen to those crap, Xiao Chu is not stupid at all." She clasped the back of my head tightly and murmured: "My Xiao Chu just opened up later than others, and also faster than anyone else. People are smarter."

She is shaking.

Even his fingers were trembling, trying to show his inner anxiety.

"Aniang," I softened my voice and rubbed my knuckles anxiously, "don't worry, I will work harder when I return to Jianzong, of course not for the sake of outsiders' eyes. Brothers have great ambitions and want to support Jianzong , I want to shoulder the world, but I am short-sighted, I just want to guard the one-acre three-point land in front of me, and just be with my father and mother."

She was slightly taken aback, and tears fell from her eyes.

This situation made my eyes hurt, I don't know why, but mother and child are connected, I instinctively received the inexplicable vibration in her chest, and I wet my eyes at the same time.

"...Okay." She hurriedly raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears, held my cheeks and said, "Hey, don't talk about this, go have dinner, Auntie won't let you talk anymore."

65.

I agreed in person, but when I stepped out of the threshold, I turned around and didn't intend to have dinner immediately.

I want to be alone for a while.

66.

In such a large Zhuangzi, there are guards and servants with heavy swords everywhere.

Walking through three or four courtyards all the way, I looked up and saw the residences of the servants close in front of me. A small hill was next to these low houses.

The sky is getting darker, and the sunset will cast a light golden light on the greenery everywhere, forming a strange warm color.

I brushed the leaves that were scattered on the ground, and sat under the nearby tree, thinking about Aniang's abnormal behavior just now.

Is it the first time for Junior Brother Chang to abduct a senior to disobey the master?

Probably not.

Was it the first day she knew that Junior Brother Chang was a waste?

Obviously not.

That's why.

I really don't understand, even after thinking about it, I can't think of the reason why A Niang is crying.

The weeds dangled in the wind under my eyeballs, which made me upset. I reached out and pulled out two of them, and said to myself: "I'm sorry, brother grass."

The grass hydrangea that Jiang Yuan gave me earlier withered and turned yellow, and my craftsmanship was not as good as his. My hands were extremely clumsy, and it took me a long time to weave a grass ball that was neither square nor round.

I stared blankly at the blade of grass in my palm.

Suddenly, something fell into my hand.

"Brother Xiaochu, why are you hiding alone on the mountain in a daze?"

It's Brother Jiang.

I weighed the extra grass ring in my hand, and judged against the ugly grass ball next to me. I sighed in my heart, I don't know how many times it was, and I raised my face and said, "Brother Jiang, how did you find it?"

Jiang Yuan didn't speak, just stared at me for a while, then said in a gentle voice, "It's windy on the mountain, it's easy to get sand in the eyes, do you want me to take a look for you?"

what?

I paused, realizing that he was making excuses for my red eyes, and I hurried down the donkey: "Okay, I'll trouble you then."

Jiang Yuan bent down slightly, lifted my chin with one hand, and approached my eyebrows slowly and carefully.

"All right."

He smiled, as if he really blew out the non-existent gravel, but he didn't let go of his hand in a hurry, and said instead: "Didn't you say you came to me after you finished your business?"

I was stunned for a moment, backed away from the grip of his fingers, and smiled and said: "Brother Jiang, you came here first."

Jiang Yuan smiled lightly, "Do you know what happened during the two days you were away?"

I turned my face away, putting on an expression of all ears.

67.

A lot can happen in two days.

But there are only two things related to Jianzong, and each of these two things is more shocking than the other, making me dizzy.

First, the Qunhao Club is about to enter the final round.

This competition is firstly a scuffle between various sects. The sect that received the invitation letter from Master Qin will send at most three disciples to fight.

After a few rounds, ten winners will be determined, and you can choose one of the top ten masters on the hero list to fight against.

When I rushed back today, I happened to meet Xie Ling fighting against Gong Rucheng of the Liuhe faction. He easily defeated his opponent within [-] strokes.

Usually, there are many young disciples who win the top ten seats in one fell swoop, but most of them win because of luck, draw a good lottery, or the opponent is old and wants to be the green leaf, so that the young people get a chance to add luster.

Gong Rucheng was lucky enough to win against his uncle in the last round.

And Xie Ling's opponent in the last round was——

Qiu Jiming, head of the Qingcheng School.

Head Qiu is in his prime, two years younger than my father.The Qingcheng faction has been in the limelight in recent years. The head of Qiu was the first disciple of Qingcheng last year, and he became the head this year.

The Qunhaohui is indeed an excellent opportunity for him to gain a firm foothold and make a name for himself.

But he lost to a boy who had just turned sixteen.

Head Qiu who was in charge of a faction was defeated by Xie Ling, what does this mean.

Xie Ling, what amazing kung fu did you practice without telling me? !

Second, one person asked himself to be removed from the list of heroes.

Several respected old monks of the Shaolin School stopped asking about world affairs ten years ago, and their names disappeared from the list of heroes. However, this is not the end of the heroes, but a retreat and inheritance in another sense.

Therefore, this is not an earth-shattering event.

but--

This man is my father.

68.

An incumbent martial arts leader asked himself to be removed from the list of heroes.

This is nonsense!

69.

I thought it was a small talk, but after Jiang Yuan brought me these two pieces of news, he said the third thing inadvertently.

He said: "Uncle Chang asked for my opinion, and asked me if I would like to go back to Cuifeng Mountain with you to live after the Qunhao meeting."

This is what I expected.

According to my father's temperament, it is something he can do to take the son of an old friend to Jianzong to raise him. If he is indifferent to this, it will be a ghost.

I nodded: "Brother Jiang, have you agreed?"

"Do you want me to go?"

Ok?

Jianzong hasn't recruited new disciples for a long time, and he faces familiar faces all day long. Naturally, I welcome him.

"Of course I hope!" I looked at him with my face propped up, and put the grass ball into his hand again with a smile, "Brother Jiang, you haven't been to Xili City yet, I'll treat you to something to eat then!"

Jiang Yuan looked down at the blade of grass in his hand, and said with a smile, "Okay, respect is worse than obedience."