Pick up trash and be a good person in the world of martial arts

This is the first time for Xin Yi to see the moon in the desert. It is clearly the same moon, but Xin Yi feels that the moon here is brighter and colder.

Xin Yi pulled Ximen Chuuxue over, Ximen Chuuxue was standing while he was sitting.

This is an explanation, but Xin Yi is a person who can turn explanations into storytelling.

Xin Yi said: "Simen, do you have a father?"

Ximen Chuuxue naturally has a father, but his father is also the most mysterious father.

It's just that Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer Xin Yi's words, because he knew that some people didn't want to be disturbed when they said something.

"I am a man without a father."

Xin Yi's voice was very light, softer than the spring breeze, and more dull than the summer breeze.

"My master is not my father, but he is even better than my father. I am the last disciple, and also the youngest disciple of the master. Brother did not see me, because at that time I was a sick person, staying in the secret room all day I can only watch the back of the senior brother secretly through the gap, I wait in the cave every day for the master to come to me."

A picture of Mr. Gu Long appeared in Xin Yi's mind, and the affectionate expression he had managed to maintain cracked.I always feel that he can imagine the weird scene of being beaten to death by Mr. Gu Long's book fans.

Xin Yi sighed deeply.

Ximen Chuuxue also sighed deeply.He may not understand Xin Yi's feelings, but he also knows that it is cruel for a child not to be able to see the outside world.

A lonely swordsman put his hand on Xin Yi's shoulder lightly and naturally.

Xin Yi got goosebumps from Ximen Chuuxue's sudden concern.

The wind in the desert was a bit cold, and Xin Yi couldn't help shivering.

Ximen Chuuxue thought that Xin Yi was even more sad, so he hesitated for a while and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"You should know that I am a good fortune teller, but my master taught me these things. I can't figure out what you are thinking, but my master knows what everyone is thinking."

Xin Yi thought that Mr. Gu Long did know what the characters in his works were thinking, so he was telling the truth.

Xin Yi continued: "My master has calculated everything in the future, and he wrote down the things that the brothers will encounter in the book. The master gave me this book not only to let me understand the way of swordsmanship, but also to warn me not to rely too much on myself ability. Otherwise, even the best thing will turn into a bad thing.”

"So I……"

Before Xin Yi finished speaking, Ximen Chuuxue continued.

Ximen Chuixue's ice-like eyes became warmer, and he said: "So after you recovered, you didn't go to Chu Liuxiang. And you were thinking about your senior brother, so you gave me the book, not just to let me To comprehend the way of the sword, you want me to see your senior brother."

Xin Yi: ...

This made a lot of sense, and he couldn't even refute it.

If he didn't know what he was talking about, he would have believed Ximen Chuuxue's words.

Ximen Chuixue said: "There are some things you should say, if you rot in your stomach, it will be even more uncomfortable."

He thought that Xin Yi was a kind person, but he didn't expect that he was a person who swallowed bitterness in his stomach.

No one can see that Xin Yi is a poor man who has no father, lost his master, and misses his senior brother.

"So you don't want me to talk to Chu Liuxiang about the book, about you."

Xin Yi nodded.

He couldn't help but hugged his arms tightly, Ximen Chuuxue's strange eyes made his skin crawl.

So what he originally wanted to say wasn't 'so I'm worried that brother knows that something bad will happen to him in the future'?

Fine.Is he a poor little boy with no father and poor health?

The moonlight is still cold.

It wasn't warm, but it became warm when it fell on Xin Yi's face.

"I will keep it a secret." Ximen Chuuxue, who was looking at Xin Yi, said these words.

He seems to have suddenly understood the meaning of "color makes wisdom faint".His face became complicated and obscure.

It's just that Xin Yi didn't see it, he only knew that Ximen Chuuxue's words were probably the most reliable words in the world.

………………

Some people like the night, some people like the day.

And Ji Bingyan is probably a person who likes the dark night. He looks indifferent, but his heart is soft. Of course, Ji Bingyan is only soft-hearted towards his friends.

"Is this person really your junior brother?"

This is a difficult question to answer, but Chu Liuxiang has no reason not to answer.

Chu Liuxiang said: "I don't know if he is my junior brother, but I do know that he is a miraculous businessman, he will bring the dead back to life, and he also likes to trade martial arts cheats for some rags, and he is a good person who is easy to lose."

Hu Tiehua said strangely: "Since he is such a powerful and good person, there is no need to lie to you."

Ji Bingyan did not agree with Hu Tiehua's words.

If a person stays in one place for a long time, the news will be lost, but Ji Bingyan is not such a person, because he is a wealthy businessman, he always gets more news than Hu Tiehua, and he just got a noteworthy information.

"Shi Guanyin transported a load of tiles and went to a place. When he came back, the tiles were gone. And this tile is still the tile on top of Chu Liuxiang's head."

Ji Bingyan didn't say what he said clearly, but Chu Liuxiang understood what he meant.

Because Xin Yi asked for Hu Tiehua's tiles, and he seemed to have the ability to fetch things from a distance.

No matter who it is, getting involved with Shi Guanyin is an incomprehensible mess.

Hu Tiehua is a person who can't hide his words. He said anxiously: "So that's why you covered my mouth."

Ji Bingyan sneered: "If I don't cover your mouth, you will have to talk about Shi Guanyin taking the tiles."

If Hu Tiehua said it, it would not only be a bad thing, but also a bad thing that would cause conflicts.

Hu Tiehua didn't speak anymore, he picked up the fine wine in his arms, raised his head and took a sip.

Chu Liuxiang said: "A Shi Guanyin, a good person, if they did business, something must have happened."

Xin Yi became a bad guy?

Xin Yi is a bad person?

Or maybe Shi Guanyin is a good person.

No, neither.

Ji Bingyan said: "This good person will be a good person who was deceived."

Chu Liuxiang nodded, but Hu Tiehua seemed to understand.

A kind person is often also a very gullible person.What's more, Chu Liuxiang believed that his master would not accept anyone with bad intentions.

"But what does your brother want the tiles for?" Hu Tiehua asked curiously.

For a moment, there seemed to be only the sound of the wind whistling.

This is a very serious and difficult question to answer.Even if they tried their best, they couldn't think of what a great master would do with tiles.

Could it be that to become a great master, one must have a strange hobby.

Hu Tiehua said: "I may have guessed the reason. In the past half month, I have heard a lot of gossip. Ximen Chuuxue likes to blow blood, Lu Xiaofeng likes to have four eyebrows, and a tile seems to be nothing special."

Ji Bingyan nodded, and Chu Liuxiang also nodded.

This is probably the most plausible reason.

It seems that he is not only a junior who is easily deceived, but also a junior who has weird hobbies.