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

"My lord, wait."

The old butler's voice was neither soft nor heavy, with just the right amount of anxiety.

"Ouch!"

There was only a cry of pain and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Xin Yi turned his head abruptly, only to see the old butler looking at him with a smile.

'You can't be angry with an old man who cooks delicious food. Xin Yi said to himself like this, he folded his arms, looked at the old housekeeper with a half-smile and said: "I have a treasure that can turn an old man into a baby. I wonder if you want to try it."

No adult wants to become a little baby and experience the scene of wow-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah-wah, but they would rather be seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers.So, after saying this, the old butler stood up very neatly.

Xin Yi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "You will grow stronger when you grow old."

The old housekeeper cleared his throat in embarrassment, and said, "My lord is too famous."

After hearing this, Xin Yi smiled even brighter.

The old housekeeper hurriedly said: "My lord, don't be impatient, the owner of the villa will one day become your opponent."

Xin Yi: "You have great confidence in him?"

The old butler: "I watched him grow up, so I naturally have confidence in the owner, and I also have confidence in you. You are all very powerful swordsmen."

Xin Yi is not a swordsman, he can be a powerful businessman, a beautiful rich man, or a great master, but he will never be a swordsman.

He prefers to talk and do a few actions to solve things.

There are many people who use swords in this world, but few people can be called swordsmen.

Xin Yi turned his back, staring silently at the moon slowly rising above his head with bright and clean eyes, he thought of a few words to answer the old housekeeper's words.

"Do you know who lives on the moon?"

The old housekeeper was stunned for a while.

He said, "Chang'e?"

Xin Yi shook his head, and he showed a mysterious smile: "On the moon live relatives and thoughts, everyone's sustenance is on it, and everyone's imagination is also on it."

Xin Yi's expression became serious, his eyes became firm, and he put his hand on the old housekeeper's shoulder.

"You know what I mean."

Xin Yi was telling the old housekeeper that no one could beat him.Wanting to win him is itself an unreliable sustenance.It is also saying that he is as lonely as the moon, because there is only one moon in this world, and he has no relatives.

The old housekeeper nodded half-understood, he sighed and said: "I see, I see, I didn't expect the owner to really fail."

Xin Yi nodded naturally, but when he heard the last two words from the old housekeeper, he hesitated for a while before nodding again.

The old butler probably understood what he meant.

Now that the matter had been resolved, Xin Yi went back to his room.

Not long after he left, Ximen Chuuxue found the old housekeeper.

However, this time Ximen Chuuxue felt that something was wrong with his old housekeeper.

The old housekeeper's eyes were very strange, a little angry and a little worried, and he said hoarsely: "The owner wants to take care of his health."

Ximen Fuxue:? ? ?

It's just that this time the old butler didn't clear Ximen Chuuxue's confusion, he patted Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder heavily.

At this time, the old housekeeper had fully understood what Xin Yi meant, and Xin Yi pointed at the moon and euphemistically said that Ximen Chuuxue would never be his opponent.But Xin Yi mentioned relatives again, and the old housekeeper thought of the origin of the child.

He had a guess about Ximen Chuuxue's body.

The old housekeeper shook his head and left with a sigh.

Ximen Chuuxue was left alone standing upright, staring in the direction Xin Yi left with a pair of eyes full of doubts.

Early the next morning.

Xin Yi happily got up to eat some food.

When he came to the table, everyone was already seated.

Xin Yi greeted naturally, and sat down next to Ximen Chuuxue.

There are a lot of Xin Yi's favorite things on the table, except for a bowl of soup with a strange color and a strange smell.

Xin Yi asked curiously, "What kind of soup is this?"

After saying this, everyone showed a subtle expression, and only the old housekeeper showed a kind smile.

The old housekeeper smiled and said, "This is the soup I specially made for the owner, it can nourish the body."

Xin Yi looked at Ximen Chuuxue curiously, only to see that the sword god's face had turned dark, and Jiang Yuyan covered her mouth and laughed.

Dongfang Bubai said with a half smile but not a smile: "Well, make up your body."

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed.

"I would like to try it too. The things that can replenish the body of the sword god are definitely not ordinary things." Xin Yi said calmly.

Xin Yi was calm, but Ximen Chuuxue was not.

Have you ever seen the way a rock is cracked?

Ximen Chuuxue looks like this now, he said coldly: "Don't eat it."

Xin Yi:! ! !

I didn't expect it to be such a stingy Ximen Fuxue!

Xin Yi has a temper, he doesn't want to talk to Ximen Chuuxue anymore.

He stopped paying attention to the bowl of soup with a strange smell, and turned to the food in a blink of an eye.

The things the old butler made were very appetizing to Xin Yi. He ate his breakfast happily, and it took him a long time to stop with a long sigh.

After a while, everyone finished their meal.

Xiao Yuer sneaked up to Xin Yi and said, "That's lamb whip soup."

Before saying this, Xiao Yu'er ran away without a trace.

Xin Yi was stunned for a while, and happened to meet Ximen Chuuxue's eyes. Those eyes were originally colder than ice and sharper than a sword, but they withdrew their sharpness when they saw Xin Yi.

At this time, there were only the two of them in the room.

Xin Yi is thinking about the purpose of Ximen Chuuxue eating sheep whip soup.

This is a good thing for aphrodisiac. Could it be that Sword God still needs aphrodisiac?

Could it be that Ximen Chuuxue experienced something when Xin Yi didn't know about it?

Xin Yi didn't want to poke someone's scar, he hesitated and said, "How is your health?"

If it was the gentle Ximen Chuuxue just now, now it is the cold Ximen Chuuxue, he glanced at Xin Yi coldly, said with a straight face, "It's still good."

"Oh~" Xin Yi dragged out his voice, looked at Ximen Chuixue with a smile and said, "I understand."

Ximen Chuuxue is also quite old now, and now he doesn't have a wife like Sun Xiuqing, so after going on like this, he has indeed reached the age to eat these things.

Xin Yi was suddenly glad that he didn't have such distress, he patted Ximen Chuuxue in a good mood, and said, "It's okay, if you have any difficulties, tell me."

After the words fell, Xin Yi laughed and left.

He didn't see Ximen Chuuxue's face getting darker and darker, but he saw the sky getting brighter and brighter.

The afternoon sun was so warm that Xin Yi found a big tree and climbed it.

He found a good position, lay down with his eyes closed, and thought about something.

Now that Xin Yi has obtained Shi Guanyin, Ximen Chuuxue, Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuer, Hua Wuque, Jiang Yuyan, and the secret book of inviting the moon that he is about to get, in this way, he only needs to get the secret book of three more people, and he will You can go back to the source world and do business leisurely.

Xin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, so that he could play for a while longer, and when he wanted to go back someday, he would look for the remaining three pillars of the world.

The sky seemed to suddenly darken.

Xin Yi frowned, he opened his eyes, and happened to see Ximen Chuuxue who was blocking his view and looking down at him.

Blinking innocently, Xin Yi said calmly, "You are blocking the sun."

The white clothes passed by, and Ximen Chuuxue sat next to Xin Yi in an instant.He said, "Someone is looking for you."

Xin Yi sat up curiously, and he said, "Who can make the Sword God come to find me?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer. His special pair of eyes were looking at Xin Yi without blinking. He seemed to have a lot to say, but also didn't want to say a word.

Xin Yi said, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

Xin Yi: "That's hard to say."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

Xin Yi sighed: "If you don't say anything, I will leave."

As soon as he said this, Xin Yi asked the system to teleport him under the tree.His back was facing Ximen Chuuxue, and he could not clearly see the expression of this person.

Xin Yi walked and said, "Come with me."

A gust of wind blew by, and Xin Yi only felt that there was a silent swordsman on his right hand.

It took a long time for Xin Yi to hear the voice of the silent swordsman.

Ximen Chuixue said: "I am in good health."

Xin Yi: ...

He was afraid that if he laughed, Ximen Chuuxue would become furious and would not let the old housekeeper make hawthorn cakes.

This was the third time he felt that Ximen Chuuxue was a very cute sword god, and only this time he said it out.

"Ximen Chuuxue is the cutest person in the whole world."

Ximen Chuuxue smiled, he smiled lightly and shallowly, but his hand held the sword tightly.

"You too."

Xin Yi accepted Ximen Chuuxue's words, which were clearer than spring water, and he probably knew that it was not someone worthy of Ximen Chuuxue to inform him, but that Ximen Chuuxue happened to have something to tell him.

Wanmei Villa is huge, but it only takes a quarter of an hour to walk.

The two soon arrived in the plum blossom forest.

There are many people in the forest, but the most conspicuous one is a man, not because this man is good-looking, nor because this man is special, but because Xin Yi has never seen this man before, and even more because this man has bald hair. head.

"Mr. Xin." The man saluted respectfully and said: "The poor monk is Xu Zhu from Shaolin Temple."

Xin Yi just nodded, didn't say anything, he sat down and took a sip of tea, then raised his eyes to Xu Zhu.

I saw Xu Zhu's mouth moved, he said: "The poor monk wants to do a business with Mr. Xin."

Xu Zhu's tone was very respectful, and his movements were a bit cautious, which reminded Xin Yi of the cub that the big tiger had just given birth to.

Seeing such a cub, I can't help but want to go up and tease him.

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Little monk, what business do you want to do with me? Could it be that your abbot won't let you return to vulgarity?"

When Xin Yi said this, his eyes were on the two women behind Xu Zhu.

Xu Zhu is not only a monk of Shaolin Temple, Qiao Feng's brother, but also the master of the coffin palace.

And this stupid and cute little monk is now blushing because of Xin Yi's words.

Xin Yi wanted to laugh, but in the end he held back because there was a sharp gaze behind him.

Xin Yi was very familiar with this sight, it belonged to a silent and cute swordsman.

Xin Yi, who was holding back his laughter at first, thought of Ximen Chuuxue's small appearance, and almost couldn't help laughing.

He hastily shifted his gaze, and said to Xu Zhu: "You should know that you need to pay one thing to do business with me."