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

"You are a monk."

Two pairs of equally bright eyes are looking at each other, Xu Zhu's eyes are full of curiosity and solemnity, Xin Yi's eyes are full of heaviness, as if he is carrying a big mountain on his back.

Xin Yi held back his laughter and said solemnly: "The monks shouldn't speculate for no reason. My brother and I have a very good relationship, but he is a little awkward. No one loves my brother more than me."

Naturally, no one loves Xin or more than Xin Yi, because Xin Yi is himself, and Xin is also himself.

This time, Xu Zhu can't guess anymore, he only knows that Xin Yi in front of him said this sentence in a very heavy tone, he believes in his elder brother Qiao Feng, and he also believes in the person Qiao Feng is willing to believe.

Xu Zhu clasped his palms in front of his chest, said: "I understand."

Xin Yi nodded in relief.

The sky was getting dark, Xin Yi originally wanted to keep Xu Zhu for some food, but when he was about to say it, he suddenly remembered that this was Ximen Chuuxue's Wanmei Villa.

Xin Yi looked at Ximen Chuuxue vaguely, and happened to meet the same pair of eyes that Ximen Chuuxue was looking at.

"Walk."

Ximen Chuuxue only said one word, even his expression didn't change, but Xin Yi understood.

Xin Yi deftly let the system locate Menggu's location. He put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said inscrutablely: "Little monk, go east, and you will meet the person you want to see."

Anyway, it is Xin Yi who can make Xu Zhu return to Shaolin Temple, but when Xu Zhu sees Meng Gu, it is not Xin Yi's business whether he is willing to return to Shaolin Temple.

Xu Zhu and the four girls from Vulture Palace followed Xiao Yu'er and Hua Wuque to the east to find Yaoyue, one group took the head flower, and the other took the heart method.

Wanmei Villa suddenly became much quieter.

After Xin Yi ignored Dongfang Bubai and Jiang Yuyan, everything returned to its original state, until one night, Ximen Chuuxue came to Xin Yi's room.

Xin Yi asked curiously: "The owner of the villa is visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

The owner didn't speak, he sat down and looked at Xin Yi indifferently.

"I don't know one thing."

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows: "I would like to hear the details."

"Your sword."

Xin Yi got up, picked up the sword hanging by the bed, and put it in Ximen Chuuxue's hand.

Three lifelike plum blossoms are engraved on the body of this black sheath sword.

The plum blossoms in Wanmei Villa are only from the plum blossom forest, and there are also those on the sword.But Ximen Chuuxue knew that there was another sword with two plum blossoms on it.

Ximen Chuixue said, "Xin Yu's sword."

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I don't have his sword."

Ximen Chuuxue was silent for a while, then said: "I know."

Xin Yi didn't continue talking, just like Ximen Chuuxue knew something, Xin Yi also knew something, he knew that Ximen Chuuxue would go on talking instead of asking for his answer.

"Xin You's sword is engraved with two plum blossoms."

Xin Yi still didn't reply to Ximen Chuuxue's words, he took a sip of tea calmly, but his head was lowered, as if he was thinking about something or remembering something.

In the end, Ximen Chuuxue let out a very light and shallow sigh, and he said a sentence that he would never say, and it was also a very long sentence.

"You like whatever Xingu likes, so it's not because you like the plum blossom tree, but because he likes it. But you should understand that you should like what you like."

Xin Yi raised his head suddenly, and looked at Ximen Chuuxue in surprise, his expression was very calm, and his eyes were also very calm, as if these words were not surprising words, but the most common words.

Xin Yi planned to follow Ximen Chuuxue's words, he was really curious what Ximen would say that surprised him even more.

He said, "What should I like?"

This is not serious, but with a hint of confusion.

Ximen Chuuxue replied without emphatic words, he said, "The things you like."

'Pfft. '

Xin Yi covered his mouth and laughed, it is really impossible for a serious person to be cute without smiling.He put his hand on Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder, lifted the small teapot on the table, and pulled Ximen Chuuxue away.

"Come on, let's have a chat."

Another roof, but this time there is no Jiang Yuyan and Dongfang Bubai who are chasing after each other.

Xin Yi found a place to lie down, and said, "You have a lot of misunderstandings about me, and you also have a lot of misunderstandings about me and Xin Or."

Ximen Chuuxue listened quietly, and it took him a lot of effort to focus on the white jade teacup Xin Yi was holding. He didn't want to think about how white and warm the hand on his shoulder was at this moment, nor did he want to think about it. Who made the breathing sound in the ear.

Xin Yi continued: "Xin Yi and I are two very normal brothers, but there are some minor conflicts, and we will be able to reconcile after a while."

Ximen Chuuxue couldn't hear anything anymore, his eyes were only those hands that were whiter than snow, and his ears were only filled with the pleasant sound of breathing.

Xin Yi: "Actually, I'm not a good person. I'm a businessman. A businessman only does business, not charity."

Ximen Chuuxue was still listening, but what he heard was the sound of breathing that was getting closer and closer. He closed his eyes, feeling the two people's breathing that was becoming more and more entangled.

He knew that his heart was disturbed.

Xin Yi: "I don't even have martial arts."

This time Ximen Chuuxue still didn't speak, but he stood up abruptly, and he stared at Xin Yi with wide eyes, there were too many surprises and puzzlements in those eyes.

"You understand?" Xin Yi said calmly after taking a sip of tea.

That's when he should have had a drink because his best friend finally knew what he was like.

Ximen Chuuxue did understand, he didn't hear what Xin Yi was saying, but he felt the getting closer to Xin Yi, felt Xin Yi's breathing, felt disturbed, and couldn't speak.

Xin Yi said, "I want to drink."

Xin Yi thought that Ximen Chuuxue, who knew all this, would not talk to him again, and even hated him, but Ximen Chuuxue was just surprised for a while, and went to get the wine.

"As expected of Ximen Chuuxue." Xin Yi sighed.

After drinking the wine, Xin Yi had more words to say. He leaned on Ximen Chuuxue's arm and drank the wine with his back to the sky, as if he wanted to finish the wine he drank less in his life.

Xin Yi said a lot more, but Ximen Chuuxue didn't hear it at all. He just stared at Xin Yi's open and closed lips without blinking. It was a very beautiful color, more gorgeous and arrogant than the plum blossoms in the plum blossom forest.

The man in the blue shirt was leaning against him and drinking wine, his eyes, which were clearer than the spring water, were covered with a layer of mist at this moment.

'So lovely. '

Suddenly, a hand touched Ximen Chuuxue's face, causing him to stand up abruptly.

Xin Yi almost fell off the roof, he shook his head and hiccupped.

"What happened?"

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, he quickly disappeared without a trace after using his lightness kung fu.

Xin Yi rubbed his head in surprise, and sighed: "What's wrong with this? Did you let go?"

It was indeed something wrong, Xin Yi couldn't help laughing when he thought of the lamb whip soup prepared by the old housekeeper.