Tanhualu

Completely beyond Yang Jin's expectation, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, He Pu really invited her to pay homage to He Nishang's mother.This vicious man didn't even find a reason for her, as if Yang Jin would follow him of course.

He also understood Yang Jin's temperament.As expected, Yang Jin agreed very quickly, without any hesitation.

It's just that after the incident last night, Yang Jin refused to meet He Pu alone again, so he had to drag He Nishang together.

Last night, after saving Ji En, the two sullen eyes he met when he turned around made Yang Jin feel lingering fear.And that's not the scariest part...

Yang Jin's mind went blank at the time.She only cared about saving Ji En's life, and never thought about how to answer Ruohe Pu's question.

However, He Pu didn't ask anything, not a single word.His complex and deep gaze turned Yang Jin's face back and forth a few times, making the hairs on Yang Jin's whole body stand on end.

After that, he was gone... gone!

Just as he appeared without a sound and hurt Ji En, at this moment, he disappeared without a sound.

The cold night was bleak, the moonlight was bleak, Yang Jin stood under the eaves, feeling that what happened just now was his own hallucination.

"Ajin! Ajin!" He Nishang's clear voice came from next to his ear.

Yang Jin came back to his senses in shock, and found that she was tugging on his sleeve lightly, dragging himself out of his chaotic thoughts.

"What's wrong with you?" He Nishang asked with concern, "My dad just talked to you!"

Yang Jin shivered, and subconsciously turned to He Pu, and what he met was He Pu's gentle gaze.

This kind of gaze made Yang Jin's heart shudder even more, and the scenes of last night flashed across his mind in a hurry.She lowered her head slightly.

He Pu didn't think he was disobedient, and asked again in a good-tempered manner: "Ah Jin, would you like to offer a stick of incense?"

Yang Jin pursed his lips, his eyes flashed with sadness.

"Alright." She said slowly, as if letting out a breath of stale air that had been stagnant in her chest for many years.

This tomb has been repaired extremely delicately, which shows how meticulous the people who built it were.

Every flower, every blade of grass, together with the white jade base of the tombstone, shows that the builders care about the people who will lie here forever.

But, no matter how much you care, so what?The person is no longer there, and all the beautiful things have turned into a bun. These gorgeous arrangements and exquisite flowers and plants seem to be some kind of irony.

Yang Jinjin burned a few sticks of incense, and a sudden sadness came from it, a sour feeling spread in her nasal cavity, and her eyes were soon soaked by the salty liquid.

She bowed her head in silence for a long time.She didn't want, and couldn't, let He Nishang see the tears in her eyes at this moment.

He Nishang stared at Yang Jin's back distressedly, knowing that she must have remembered her own fate of losing her mother since childhood.

Seeing her mother's incense tomb, Ah Jin also thinks of her mother, right?He Nishang thought sadly.

In fact, He Nishang really wanted to go over, hug Yang Jin, and comfort him.Even if it is, it would be good to hold her hand and say some comforting words of her own.

However, with his father watching from the side, He Nishang was a little embarrassed and a little courageous.

But she didn't know that He Pu was also entangled in his heart at the moment.He wanted to stretch out his hand a few times to caress Yang Jin's shoulder, but he endured it a few times.

There was fierceness in his eyes, and at a certain moment, it was almost violent blood red.He hated those who took Yang Jin away even more.

Yang Jin's gaze could not turn away from the words on the tombstone: Tomb of his beloved wife Yang.

Beloved wife?Beloved wife!

What qualifications does he have to say "beloved wife"!Yang Jin's tall and straight figure couldn't help trembling slightly, most of his grief turned into deep-seated resentment.

She thought about it, turned around, faced He Pu, and only asked him a few words: "Why do you call her that? Have you ever asked her if she would like to be called that?"

However, in the end, Yang Jin did nothing.She let it go, her mood gradually calmed down, and she stared at the tombstone calmly.

"I will take you out of here, I will definitely take you away..." She prayed silently to the tombstone in her heart.

This weird funeral is finally over.

"The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the reunion day. There are no outsiders here, so please sit down." He Pu called He Nishang and Yang Jin to sit down.

The same sentence, in the ears of different people, has different meanings——

When He Nishang heard the words, her brows were filled with joy, what she thought of was: Does daddy recognize Ah Jin?

So, looking at the various dishes and snacks on the dining table, she just felt her appetite whetted.

However, Yang Jin was not in such a good mood.She felt heart-piercing, so heart-piercing that even though the table was full of beautiful things, it still couldn't arouse her appetite.

The two sat down with their own thoughts.

He Pu held up the full wine glass in front of him, and said to the two people: "It's rare for Ah Jin to spend the Lantern Festival at Jiansu Villa, let's drink this glass to the brim!"

As he said that, he said to He Nishang: "This is fruit wine. During the festive season, Yu'er can also drink a glass."

In fact, he didn't have to say that at all.He Nishang was full of joy, even if the most powerful burning knife was in the cup in front of her, she would swallow it without hesitation.

"Thank you Daddy! Yu'er wishes Daddy good health and everything goes well!" He Nishang also raised his wine glass and wished.

What are you thanking, He Nishang is very clear in his heart!She has already imagined her and Yang Jin's life in Jiansu Villa in the future.

Yang Jin stared at the full wine glass in front of him, without moving.

This wine was filled before they arrived.Although she doesn't know what "fruit wine" is, it's not unusual to see the wine in Su Shanzhuang, right?

Yang Jin smiled lightly, with a trace of imperceptible bitterness.She picked up the wine glass neatly, and said to He Pu: "Please!"

Not long-winded, he raised his neck and drank the contents of the glass.

She was so decisive and simple, which was beyond He Pu's expectation.He Pu raised his eyebrows invisibly, raised his neck, and drank the wine in his glass.

Seeing this, He Nishang was unwilling to be left behind, and drank it in two or three gulps.She couldn't help but smacked her lips and said with a smile: "Sweet and sour! This fruit wine is really delicious!"

He Pu chuckled, held his chopsticks and said, "Drinking alcohol can hurt your stomach, let's eat vegetables! You all like it."

When he said this, he really seemed like a father who cared about his daughter's growth.

A quarter of an hour later.

He Pu stared intently at Yang Jin who was already sleeping and lying on the table, his expression softened more and more.He hesitated again and again, and finally raised his right hand, reaching out to Yang Jin's half face exposed in the crook of his arm, but hesitated halfway.

In the end, he didn't dare to touch Yang Jin's cheek, but turned his fingers a half circle, and carefully squeezed away the fine porcelain wine cup in Yang Jin's hand, as if he was afraid that the wine cup would hurt Yang Jin.

He just stared at Yang Jin for a long time, so long that he didn't realize the passage of time.

"Master, look at this..." The butler walked in respectfully and asked for instructions.

He Pu came back to his senses, glanced at He Nishang who was lying on the table beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Call them in!"

Immediately afterwards, two of He Nishang's personal maids came in and saluted He Pu.

"Your young master is drunk, you help her to sleep in the room." He Pu ordered.

Naturally, the two maids supported He Nishang and retreated.

He Pu no longer cared about He Nishang, and his eyes focused on Yang Jin again.

He was very worried that Yang Jin would feel uncomfortable in such a drowsy sleep, so he stood up and wanted to help her up and help her to lie down in her bedroom, but when his palm was about to touch Yang Jin's skirt, he suddenly stopped.A certain feeling called "near-native feeling timidity" flooded into his heart without warning.

He Pu hesitated again.In the end, he chose to give up, and ordered the housekeeper to summon two proper maids, who helped Yang Jin to her bedroom.

Outside Yang Jin's bedroom.

"Master, you have packed your luggage for going out." The housekeeper came to report.

He Pu originally wanted to stop the butler from talking, but when he thought that Yang Jin had already fallen asleep at the moment, Fang nodded and said, "Where are Sect Master Sha and Elder Chen? Where are they now?"

The housekeeper said: "Those two are waiting for you in the study."

He Pu pondered for a while, and then ordered: "You have to remember, feed that thing to A Jin every two days. Never let her wake up, let alone feed her frequently... That thing is used a lot , It hurts the body and the brain."

The housekeeper only listened.

He Pu said again with a solemn face: "Don't make any mistakes, otherwise, I'm the only one asking!"

The housekeeper hurriedly agreed, and then asked: "What about the young master?"

He Pu was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have just remembered that He Nishang existed, so he waved his hand impatiently and said, "They are all the same as Ah Jin! In short, we must not let them leave Jiansu Villa!"

Outside the door, the footsteps of He Pu and the housekeeper gradually disappeared.

Inside the door, on the bed, Yang Jin, who was lying flat, suddenly opened his eyes.She stared fixedly at the bed curtain above her head, her eyes were sour, and her lips were tightly pursed.

It is also the Lantern Festival, and Chongjiazhuang is another scene.

At the banquet, Chong Hu and Shi Han sat at the same table with a middle-aged monk with a solemn and dignified appearance.

"I originally thought that Master Fayue would come to the Heroes' Club in person, but I never thought that the old Zen master would go into seclusion." Chonghu said regretfully.

This monk's name is Faxiang, and he is the younger brother of Abbot Fayue, the master of Shaolin in Songshan. The poor monk is in charge of the commandment hall, and the matter of congratulating the owner of the villa is under the management of the poor monk!"

Chonghu was slightly surprised when he heard the words: "I don't know much, I don't know that He Pu is a Shaolin disciple."

Faxiang smiled slightly, and said: "His master sneaked into Shaolin back then and secretly learned my Shaolin martial arts. He Pu once followed his master to learn Shaolin martial arts, so he is naturally my Shaolin disciple."

"What else?" Chong Hu wondered, "As far as I know, this He Pu...has another identity."

Fa Xiang nodded and said: "The old hero is clearly aware. In the past, He Pu's master was an accomplice of the rebel party... It's just that this matter involves the court, and I, Shaolin, really can't control it."

"So, this matter was left behind?" Chong Hu asked.

Fa Xiang sighed: "He Pu's master hid in Shaolin with an incognito name. He just wanted to steal Shaolin's unique knowledge and use it for the rebel party. But later, it is said that he died in an accident. The abbot brother really didn't want to cause trouble, so he just put it down like this." down."

Hearing this, Chonghu snorted, "If the old man remembers well, the former leader of the martial arts alliance, Shang Daxia, also has a lot of connections with your sect, right?"

Fa Xiang looked embarrassed, and said with shame: "The old hero is right. The ancestor of the Shang hero is a disciple of Shaolin laymen and a martial arts prodigy. He combined what he knew and learned with Shaolin martial arts to write the wonderful book of martial arts. Tanhua Secret Code" has become a family heirloom for generations of merchants."

"In this way, with this "Tan Hua Secret Code", the merchant's martial arts should be very powerful! Why was it inexplicably wiped out later?" Chong Hu asked.

Fa Xiang let out a long sigh, and said: "Everyone in the world says that the martial arts contained in the "Tanhua Secret Code" are extraordinary, and if you practice it, you can dominate the invincible martial arts. So the more it spreads, the more it becomes legendary, and the merchant's legendary status is created. Otherwise, Where does Shang Daxia's position as the leader of the martial arts alliance come from?"

Chong Hu said: "According to the master, the leader of the Shang alliance is afraid that his name is in vain?"

Fa Xiang clasped his hands together, said "Amitabha", and said: "The old hero has also seen Shang Xia, and has he seen such extraordinary martial arts performed by Shang Xia?"

Chonghu groaned silently.

He only listened to the law and continued: "Both the old monk and the senior brother think that the martial arts recorded in the "Tan Hua Secret Code" may be powerful, but the martial arts of the merchants may not be so powerful."

"How do you say that?" Chong Hu wondered.

"My Shaolin Kungfu is characterized by fierce killing power. It was created for the physical fitness of all disciples, and also for the purpose of promoting. Dharma. Protecting Dharma. However, Buddhist disciples are dedicated to goodness, and killing and cutting is a great precept. Therefore , all my Shaolin disciples, while learning the exercises, must be equipped with the secret heart method, so as to calm the mind and not fall into the evil way of Shura..."

Shi Han had been sitting on the sidelines listening, and when she heard this, she suddenly felt a thump in her heart. She thought of Yang Jin, and a terrible conjecture gradually took shape in her mind.

And at this moment, Chonghu asked the question in her heart: "What will happen if you don't have the corresponding mentality?"

Fa Xiang's expression was serious, obviously he was saying something extremely extraordinary——

"The mild ones are insane, and the severe ones may be life-threatening."

Shi Han's breathing was stagnant, and she was even more eager to finish the matter before her and see Yang Jin soon.

She had to tell Yang Jin as soon as possible that it didn't matter if she didn't practice that set of martial arts.