a ruthless swordsman

84.

The scene was extremely embarrassing, I was so surprised that my upper and lower teeth collided, but I bit my lower lip, wishing I could dig a hole and get in.

Oh, I don't need to dig.

There was a big hole in the ground.

The hole is ready, Chang Xuechu, do you want to jump or not?

85.

I still didn't make it in the end.

Jiang Yuan is a generous man, he smiled while holding his forehead, and said with a smile: "Little fool, why are you so innocent, what will you do when you marry a wife in the future?"

Marry a wife?

I shrugged my shoulders, this matter is not urgent.

Except for Jiang Yuan who often goes out, everyone in Cuifeng Mountain knows that Chang Xiao is in his prime, but he has a few senior brothers with him, and none of them wants to get married or start a family.

As soon as I celebrated my 16th birthday half a year ago, Iceman had another goal.A hearty and generous iceman came from Xili City, and stuffed Xie Ling and me with a portrait. With a sullen face, Xie Ling snatched the scroll from my hand, and returned it together with his one without saying a word.

I said, "Brother Ling, I'm afraid it's not good to refuse in person."

Xie Ling raised his eyebrows: "Axue, you are only so old, these people have set their minds on you!"

I'm really embarrassed to say, in fact, most people came here for you, and I was the one who happened by the way.

I can't think of any girl who would like me, after all, my image in Jianghu is still that first-class waste.

I was silent for a while, and said: "In fact, it is common for ordinary people to get married at sixteen, but..."

"No!" Xie Ling hurriedly interrupted what I hadn't said, and said with difficulty: "...just not."

I:"?"

A few days later, I received a second portrait.

Xie Ling had learned his lesson, so he couldn't say he had changed his past, but he didn't stop me, but he stood by and stared at me as I spread out the picture scroll.

I glanced at it, rubbed my eyes, looked at it again, and said blankly: "Brother, do you think this painting is Cuifeng Mountain? Oh, that person in it is me?"

Xie Ling remained silent, raised his hand to scroll away the scroll, and said flatly, "Maybe I made a mistake."

I originally wanted to say that there seemed to be words under the scroll... Forget it.

Two months later, Qingquan sent head Wen and his disciples to compete with the disciples of Jianzong.

Head Wen has a son who is as old as me, named Wen Xinyuan.Wen Xinyuan is one of the few peers who doesn't wait to see me. When the various factions communicate with each other during the New Year and holidays, he often greets me in letters. He is regarded as a friend of mine outside the Jianzong.

"Junior Brother Chang," Wen Xinyuan sneaked up to me, blushing and grabbed my wrist, "I asked someone to send you a painting a few days ago, did you receive it?"

I:"?"

Why are you blushing?

I thought about it for a while, and then I slapped my head and remembered the painting scroll of unknown origin, and suddenly realized: "So it's your painting, it's very beautiful."

Wen Xinyuan's eyes lit up, and he continued, "Did you see the small characters at the bottom of the painting?"

I:"?"

I really don’t have this one, I was taken away by Xie Ling before I saw it, and of course I couldn’t tell him the truth, so I gave a vague hum.

Wen Xinyuan's fair face became more and more red, as if he had done something bad and was exposed by others, Qiqi Ai said: "Junior Brother Chang...then what do you think?"

I:"?"

Unable to be fooled, I said, "What do you think?"

Wen Xinyuan was in a hurry, pursed his lips for a long time, but didn't say a word from his mouth.

It happened that my father called me, so I didn't intend to continue playing riddles with him here, and ran away in a hurry.

It turned out that my father didn't find me good.

Before holding the sword, I was hesitating between being a trash and Xiaolu. The disciples of the Qingquan sect had already drawn their swords. Upholding the principle of not embarrassing Jianzong, I finally accepted his move.

The result was naturally a fluke that did not disgrace the lintel of Jianzong.

Hey, under the high-intensity teaching of several masters in turn, no one will fail to improve.

My father took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Xuechu, you and nephew Wen Xian have always been close, why don't you take this opportunity to discuss each other?"

No need!

Wen Xinyuan was able to overcome all opinions and be friends with me. I always thought that the reason was that our kung fu was taught by the same master, and we were not able to compete with each other.

I tried to decline politely, but Wen Xinyuan put on an eager look.

...It's really unnecessary.

The sword in Wen Xinyuan's hand fell to the ground, shock and sadness hung on his face.

Alas, little brother Wen, I don't even want to win against you.

I don't want Wen Xinyuan's small emotions to be dispelled for a while, and he stood outside the door in the middle of the night and called Junior Brother Chang one after another, as if calling for a soul.

It's not that I don't want to ask him to come in and sit down.

But Xie Ling, this stupid man, covered his heart and claimed that he had a nightmare, and he just sneaked into my bed half an hour ago.

When others saw it, they would not think that it was Xie Ling who was determined to sleep with me. They must be accusing me of being cowardly than the eye of a needle, and that such a sixteen or seventeen-year-old would drag his senior brother to sleep with him.

I said, "Senior Brother Wen, I'm taking a break. Let's talk about what's going on tomorrow."

Wen Xinyuan stood outside the door, after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "...Junior Brother Chang, I think you are bluffing me during the day, don't care if you confiscated the painting, just accept the letter on the window sill."

Me: "Okay, okay."

What's the fuss about not resting in the middle of the night, it's ugly now, and the third brother will get up to practice swords in two hours, do you know!

Xie Ling took one of my arms: "It's not too late to watch when I wake up tomorrow, Axue, I'm sleepy."

I was very serious: "No, Wen Xinyuan is acting weird today, I have to figure out what's going on."

I'm off to get the letter.

I regret not listening to Xie Ling just now.

"He he he he he..." I was so frightened that I stuttered, twisting the letter with two fingers, "Is he a demon or am I blind?"

Xie Ling took the letter from my hand, threw it on the ground, took my slightly trembling palm, and said affirmatively, "You read that right, he doesn't have any demons."

I broke down and said, "I'm not a girl, why did he ask to marry me?"

This is not the point.

I added: "Even if I am a daughter, I will not marry him."

I don't like Wen Xinyuan.

Xie Ling smiled, and the smile came into his eyes.I knew right away that he was going to make fun of me again, but this time I was totally wrong, not only did Xie Ling not laugh at me, but he told me many shocking things.

It turns out that Wen Xin is far from the first man to come to propose marriage!

My two eyebrows were knit together, and I said with a bitter face: "Although I do look more like A Niang, they can't really treat me as a junior sister!"

These sect disciples are really too much, I was filled with righteous indignation and scolded Xie Ling for a long time, my mouth was dry, I had nothing to say, and fell silent for a moment.

Xie Ling said abruptly: "Axue, do you have someone in mind?"

"No," I asked subconsciously without thinking, "What about you?"

"……I have."

I:"?"

The sky is above, and the land below is below, when Xie Ling will have a sweetheart, I don't know anything about it.

I am no longer his favorite junior.

Feeling sad, I asked out loud, "Which sect's senior sister?"

"...or senior brother?"

With a muffled laugh overflowing his chest, Xie Ling raised his hand to pinch my cheek, and said, "Silly Axue, the Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river still has his mind on me. I'm talking nonsense, do you believe it or not?"

I knew it.

"Go, go." I spat at him, leaned against the cushion, and said helplessly, "I have to think of a way."

What do you think?Naturally, he swung his sword to cut off these clusters of rotten peach blossoms.

Xie Ling said: "The boy from the Wen family has the guts to find you. Don't worry about it. This will never happen again."

I'm not stupid, of course I know that my father and senior brothers stood in the way for me, but these trivial things happened because of me, and I can only cut off the cause and effect from me.

It is not easy to reject one person, but it is equal to rejecting everyone.

After taking the oath in the ancestral hall, I once again stood in front of the tablet of the ancestors.

My father's expression was extremely complicated when he heard what I said, and he said after a long time: "Your parents are not those old-fashioned people. Come to test one or two?"

I:"?"

You are way off the mark.

This is just asking me if I have a crush on a married man who is 20 years older than me!

I sincerely denied it: "This is really not true."

My father touched the tip of his nose, with a subtle smile on his face, and said: "It's up to you, our family doesn't like the old-fashioned words of parents' order and matchmaker's words. Even if we don't marry for life, father will not say a word of no."

Before that, I was fully prepared to be scolded by my father, or to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, but I never expected such a peaceful result.

I think I must have accumulated blessings in my previous life before I was reborn in the Chang family and became the son of my parents.

86.

Of course, I won't repeat these words to Jiang Yuan, and mentioning Wen Xinyuan's crap in front of him at this time will only make the situation more embarrassing.

He just laughed it off, just thinking that I said not to marry a wife is the bullshit of young people.

I was eager to change the subject: "Brother Jiang, you said that the other person is... Senior Brother Lin?"

Jiang Yuan only nodded in time, and the carved wooden door of the wing room was pushed open.

"Axue, I...why are you here?!"

87.

Xie Ling's eyes swam past Jiang Yuan and me, and his expression changed suddenly.

I clearly heard the crisp sound of his knuckles twisting, and when his scalp was numb, he suddenly calmed down, as if the mountain rain just now was coming out of my imagination.

In the past two years, the relationship between Xie Ling and the third senior brother has eased a lot, and he has made great strides towards the direction of normal senior brothers. However, he and Jiang Yuan are like enemies in the previous life. the meaning of.

I'm used to being a peacemaker, but unexpectedly Jiang Yuan moved faster, and said calmly: "Jiang has something to do, so let's take a step first. Xiao Chu, as for the question just now, let Xie Shaoxia answer it for you."

88.

Jiang Yuan left.

If I read correctly, he even smiled at Xie Ling before stepping over the threshold.

But Xie Ling ignored him.

It was not an illusion that the mountain rain was coming, Xie Ling strode up to me, raised his hand and pinched my chin.

It's a bit strong.

I instinctively behaved to him: "Brother, it hurts—"

No, why did Jiang Yuan suddenly appear, and I have to bear Xie Ling's inexplicable anger here?

Xie Ling's finger moved up half an inch, pressed it on the lip that I had just bitten off, and said, "Axue, what's going on?"

I was baffled: "It was accidentally broken."

The two fingers pinching his chin were released suddenly, and his index finger moved to his left cheek. Xie Ling lowered his eyelashes: "You are blushing."

... No, it turns out that I have such a thin skin?

I said, "Maybe it's hot."

Just a joke, how could I admit that it was because of the oolong with Jiang Yuan just now that I felt hot in the face.

"So that's it." Xie Ling's Adam's apple moved slightly, he nodded, and then said in the tone of teaching me how to practice a sword: "Close your eyes."

I subconsciously obeyed the command and closed my eyes.

Very clear wine aroma.

Very soft touch.

Something sticks to the corner of my lips.