The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

On the fourth day of March, the main city of Jizhou was slightly cold.

Recently, the Martial Arts Prayer Conference is approaching, and people from the righteous and the evil in the martial arts world rushed to Jizhou from all over the world, preparing to participate in the grand martial arts competition held once every ten years.

The two factions have lived in peace for a long time. In order to prevent changes during the meeting, young talents from each faction will come to Jizhou a few days in advance and take turns to patrol the streets every day.

A dense and cold apricot blossom rain fell without warning at dawn.

The two teenagers in white clothes who were patrolling North Street were caught off guard and were drowned.The two hurriedly protected their heads and ran to the Fudonglai Inn not far away.

In a hurry, the shorter boy recklessly knocked down the little beggar who was hesitating at the door of the inn.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The short boy covered his forehead, stretched out his hand to help the little beggar up, and said with concern, "Are you all right?"

The little beggar shook his head, patted the muddy water on his body in embarrassment, and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

Even if he said that, the short boy still felt somewhat guilty.

Normal people would not wrap their eyes with gauze, and the little beggar in front of him was obviously blind in his right eye.

He was dressed in rags, wearing a pair of worn-out clogs on his feet, and the gauze on his arms had been wet by the rain, with purple-red scars faintly visible.

He should have been bullied. With such a serious injury, the wound would probably hurt even more after being hit by him like this...

The tall boy rushed into the inn by himself, and when he turned around, he found that his junior brother was gone, so he hurried back to look for him.

"...Why don't I pay ye money?"

As soon as he walked to the door of the inn, the tall boy heard his junior brother discussing in a friendly voice: "I'll give you the money, so I'll take care of your injury first, and then buy some clothes, won't you like it?"

The tall boy thought that he was being threatened, so he stepped forward angrily, tore the little beggar away, and cursed, "You've eaten a bear's heart, don't you?! How dare you..."

When he met the pure eyes of the little beggar, he was suddenly speechless.

For some reason, whether it was the brown eyeballs or the vermilion beauty spot under the corner of his right lip, he felt that this little beggar looked familiar.

The short boy anxiously grabbed his hand: "Senior brother! Let go, he has a wound on his arm! It hurts to pinch him!"

The tall boy quickly let go, took off the money bag on his waist, and stuffed it into the hands of the little beggar: "This money is for you, no matter what my junior brother did wrong, please forgive me."

After speaking, he grabbed the short boy's arm and hurried upstairs to find his uncle.

The little beggar: "...?" The two brothers were definitely a little out of sorts.

I didn't say that you would lose money!

Inside the inn box on the second floor.

The short boy hurriedly dried his hair, walked to the window, looked at the rain outside, and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know when the rain will stop..."

The man in white sitting at the table was drinking tea, and smiled knowingly: "No hurry, after breakfast, I will find you two umbrellas, so that your patrol will not be delayed."

The short boy turned his head and complained, "Uncle Gu, why are you so cruel? It's so cold outside, why don't you tell me and senior brother to rest."

The tall boy didn't speak, and was still lost in thought, unable to extricate himself.

After a long time, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said overjoyedly: "I remembered! It's the second senior brother! That little beggar! He looks like our second senior brother!"

The short boy was puzzled: "What? Our second senior brother? Isn't our second senior brother the famous Lu Huan? My mother said that he has a strong body. That little beggar is blind in his right eye. How can he look like our second senior brother?" ?”

"Oh, it's not this second senior brother, it's the one from before!" The tall boy patted his head, gestured eagerly and said, "That one, that one, the one that disappeared more than 60 years ago! What is it called... ah Yes! It's called Rongyan!"

"Rongyan?" The short boy thought for a while, "You mean, the son of our head?"

"Yes! Think about the mole under his lip, and then think about his eyeballs. Are they exactly the same as what we saw in the portrait?"

After hearing the word "Rong Yan", the expression of the man in white changed slightly.

He changed his previous calmness, stood up almost in a panic, picked up the knife by the table and hurried downstairs.

"Oh?!" The short boy was taken aback by his actions, and quickly asked, "Where is Uncle Gu going?"

The man in white stood still, and after a long silence, he said without turning his head, "...to visit an old friend."

The little beggar downstairs weighed the purse and walked into the inn.

The waiter saw that although he was dressed in rags, he was clean, so he didn't drive him out like a beggar.

After entertaining the guests in the lobby in an orderly manner, the shop waiter stepped forward and asked politely, "Guest officer, are you a top-notch or staying in the shop?"

The little beggar took out a silver ingot from his purse and said in a hoarse voice, "Stay in the hotel. Please arrange it."

It was because he had no money that he lingered at the entrance of the inn. Those two young men were good people who gave charcoal in a timely manner.

When the man in white went downstairs, the little beggar had already signed his name on the inn's accommodation list.

The eyes and ears of martial arts practitioners are better than those of others. The man in white glanced over and saw the name written by the little beggar before the shopkeeper closed the list.

—— Rong Yan.

And there is honor.This is the origin of the name of the second senior brother of Guiyun School.

60 years ago, the righteous and the evil made an oath at the foot of Wuyin Mountain that the well water would not interfere with the river water. According to the request of the Wuyin Mountain envoy, they sent a proton to each other as a witness.

The place of Zhengdao Proton finally fell on the head of Guiyun School, the number one sect in Kyushu.

After careful consideration, the head of the sect, Rong Yucui, dispatched an escort team to send Rong Yan, the second senior brother of the Guiyun Sect, to the chief rudder of the evil way—Nine Cities of the Western Regions.

The evil Futu Palace sent a little disciple with no name or distinction in a perfunctory manner.

After several years of fighting between the two, they are already tired. No one will start the war again because of the high status of the proton.

But who knows that within half a month, the team escorting Rong Yan to the evil way lost the news, and after that, the little disciple from the Buddha Palace also mysteriously disappeared.

The leaders of the two sects suppressed the matter and did not dare to spread it to the outside world. They searched together for several days, and finally found the dying young disciple of the Demon Palace in a valley hundreds of miles away from Wuyin Mountain.

And the horrified escort team.

Rong Yan disappeared.

According to rumors in the market, Rong Yucui had been dissatisfied with this biological son for a long time and hated him so much that he took this opportunity to send him to the Western Regions, intending to kill him on the way.

After Rong Yan disappeared, Lu Huan, the handsome little senior brother of the Guiyun School, took his place.

——I am afraid that the only ones who really miss Rongyan are the group of children he adopted.

Rong Yan had already gone up to the second floor from the right side of the inn, and was about to go back to his room to rest.

Seeing this scene, the man in white couldn't remember his demeanor. He hurried downstairs, squeezed through the guests who were having breakfast in the living room, and shouted to the boy who had already opened the door, "Rong Yan!"

Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and searched around for a long time before looking hesitantly at the man in white, "...Gu Wei?"

Xiaoer carried the kettle, filled the room with steaming tea, bowed and left.

As soon as the door was closed, Gu Wei asked eagerly before Xiaoer could go far: "Where have you been all these years? Those bastards you raised are going crazy looking for you. Your injury, your eyes... What happened back then?"

"...some insignificant things happened, not worth mentioning." Rong Yan took a sip of his tea and said absently, "I don't think the appearance of senior brother has changed, but martial arts has entered the age limit?"

Martial arts enter the state of age-stop, and they can keep their appearance and youth until they die.

Seeing that Rong Yan deliberately changed the subject and was unwilling to mention the past, Gu Wei cooperated and stopped asking. Instead, he talked about the big things and small things that happened in the past 60 years like an old lady.

"...The children you picked up back then were taken in by the Guiyun Sect with good roots, and those with poor roots were sent down the mountain when they became adults, and went to fend for themselves."

"So, it's not bad." Rong Yan lowered his eyes, his thick and black eyelashes trembling slightly, "Brother Gu is as thoughtful as ever in his work."

A flattering compliment made Gu Wei suddenly feel a little bit like a world away.

The second junior brother who disappeared more than 60 years ago suddenly reappeared now, not only covered in scars and dressed in a mess, but even his personality has undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, Rong Yan spoke concisely and had a straightforward personality. In the first 19 years of his life, he never said such polite words as "Senior Brother Gu is thoughtful".

Gu Wei had mixed feelings in his heart, and said dryly, "...Rong Yan, you and I don't have to be so polite. Master will come here in two days. He must be very happy to see you back."

"You have been wandering outside for a long time, and when the conference is over, come back with us."

"Senior Brother Gu." Rong Yan's expression was flat, and he interrupted him abruptly, "I just happen to be doing business here, just dropping in for a look, and have no intention of returning to Yunshan."

Gu Wei was hurt by his attitude, frowned, and said hesitantly, "Rong Yan, everyone has been looking for you for many years, and Master also..."

"It really shouldn't have caused you to search for me for so many years." Rong Yan was unmoved, and said indifferently, "Please, Senior Brother Gu, send a message so that they don't have to look for me anymore."

Gu Wei was about to say something more.

Rong Yan snapped back and said, "My clothes are still wet. When Senior Brother Gu goes downstairs, remember to ask Xiao Er to bring me a bucket of hot water."

"..."

Knowing that he had resentment in his heart, Gu Wei, who was ordered to evict the guest, did not persuade him anymore, got up and left in a hurry.

After arranging for his disciples to continue patrolling the streets, Gu Wei returned to his room and wrote a letter to Rong Yucui.

After receiving the letter from Feige, Rong Yucui hurried to Jizhou at noon on the second day.

But when Gu Wei took him back to the inn, Rong Yan had disappeared, the room was empty, and he couldn't feel any trace of popularity.

There was still overnight tea on the table, which was completely cold.

Gu Wei looked at Rong Yuqi worriedly, "Master...this..."

"It's not in the way." Rong Yucui waved his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, and sat down on the chair tiredly with Gu Wei's support, "Let him go wherever he wants, tell me about the injuries on his body What's going on, what's wrong with your right eye?"

"He..." Gu Wei recalled it carefully, and said hesitantly, "The wound on his body has been bandaged, so it shouldn't be a serious problem. His right eye is... blind."