Biography of Xi Shan

"Would you like to drink at night?" A young man in green asked winkingly at another young man in yellow.

The other person glared at him and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? If the Young Sect Master finds out, you won't be able to afford it!"

"Hey, isn't the drunkard carrying a wine gourd all day long? I haven't seen the young suzerain cut him." The man curled his lips with a look of indifference.

The other party shook his head and said: "The alcoholic head's wine gourd is full of water. The young suzerain has issued a death order before. If the alcoholic head drinks another drop of wine, he will be castrated."

"..."

The two were nominally Chen Muhua's disciples, but they were taught martial arts by Chen Daozhen after they started. Both Chen Muhua and the old suzerain were extremely obsessed with martial arts and learned the ultimate state, and now they don't care about the affairs of the sect at all.Chen Daozhen is nominally the young suzerain, but in fact the Wuji sect has already been fully controlled by him.

The two young men talked and laughed a few more times, and suddenly saw a young man standing at the gate of the courtyard. The young man's big black and white eyes were particularly eye-catching.He frowned curiously and looked in, his big eyes unblinking.

The young man in yellow frowned and asked, "I don't know what you can do for a young hero?"

That young man is not Jing Ji.

Jing Ji pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment before asking, "Is this the courtyard where the Wuji Sect lives?"

The young man in yellow nodded: "That's right, we are all disciples of the Promise Sect."

"Hmm..." Jing Ji wrinkled his nose and asked slowly, "Is Chen Dao really there?"

The two youths looked at each other, and they both regarded him as an admirer who came here for fame. The disciple in green clothes was a little impatient, but the young man in yellow remained polite and said with a smile: "It's not convenient for our young master to meet guests."

Jing Ji frowned, and asked again: "Is no one missing?"

The young man in yellow sighed solemnly, and said coldly: "Who is Your Excellency? But what's the matter? Our young suzerain is busy with work, so naturally we won't meet idlers."

Jing Ji suddenly became anxious, and he quickly said: "I'm not just waiting around, Chen Daozhen and I are friends."

The other person was already impolite, and impatiently waved his hand and said: "Leave quickly, you want to see our young suzerain, won't you see us at the martial arts conference?"

Jing Ji felt sad for some reason. The people he thought were indistinguishable from each other, now it seems that there is a world of difference. No matter in terms of martial arts attainments or status, they are not people who can stand side by side.

Now thinking about it, when he was a child, he simply wanted to practice martial arts well, not only to protect himself from dragging down the opponent, but also to match him to a certain extent.

Seeing the disappointed young man in front of him, the disciple in yellow couldn't help softening his heart, and comforted him: "Our young master is indeed very busy. If you really have something to do, I will report it for you."

The disciple in Tsing Yi frowned and stared at him, and said angrily, "Don't make trouble for yourself."

Jing Ji blinked, resisting the moisture in the corners of his eyes, he waved his hands and forced a smile: "No, I'm just here to take a look."

Both disciples breathed a sigh of relief.

Jing Ji kicked the stones on the ground and left without looking back.

The disciple in Tsing Yi curled his lips and said: "Everyone wants to have something to do with the Young Sect Master."

The disciple in yellow shook his head and remained silent.

The disciple in Tsing Yi said again: "Be quiet, I don't care if you make trouble for yourself, don't involve me, we are just ordinary disciples in Wuji Sect, if we get into trouble, we will never get ahead in this life."

The young man in yellow was calm on his face, but sneered in his heart.You are the one who wants to steal wine and drink, and you are the one who is afraid of trouble. You can see this person clearly through a small matter. If something like this happens to a person, you must be the first to shirk responsibility.

The two stopped talking, and quietly guarded the courtyard gate.

Chen Daozhen came out of the room, frowned and said displeasedly: "What's so noisy?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi froze, and hurriedly said: "It's just a disciple of a small sect who has long admired the name of the young master and came here admiringly, and I have already dismissed him."

The disciples in Tsing Yi didn't have the confidence to say these words. If ordinary people had something to do, they would first report their sect's name. Most of the famous sect disciples in the rivers and lakes considered themselves noble. If they came to visit privately, they would definitely be criticized more.Disciples who do not report the name of the sect like this, and who are sneaky, are probably small sects.

Chen Daozhen waved his hand: "Don't let anyone disturb you, by the way, have the Xishan Sect arrived?"

The disciple in green didn't speak, but turned to look at the disciple in yellow, with an expression that had nothing to do with him.

Chen Daozhen followed his gaze, and the yellow-clothed disciple hurriedly said, "Your subordinate will go and inquire now."

Chen Daozhen pursed his lips and turned back to his room.

He has always been very serious, and the disciples in his sect have gotten used to it. The disciples in Tsing Yi couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief seeing that he never got angry.

After a while, the young man in yellow hurried back and knocked on the door of Chen Daozhen's room.

"Say." Chen Daozhen's voice came from the room.

"The disciples of the Xishan Sect have arrived, and all of them are staying here now."

The room was quiet for a while, and the door was opened immediately.

Chen Daozhen said: "Follow me to visit the head of the Xishan School."

The disciple in yellow was overjoyed, and quickly responded.

In the past, if there was friendship among the gates, it would not be the turn of a gatekeeper disciple like him, but obviously Chen Daozhen didn't take the meeting with Liu Muyan seriously, he just called a few people along the way, and then hurried over.

However, Chen Daozhen stopped his hurried steps before reaching the courtyard of the Xishan School.

He raised his face and looked at the big tree in front of him with a smile. A boy was sitting on a thick branch. At this time, the boy also lowered his head and looked down without saying a word.

The two looked at each other for a few moments, and Jing Ji looked away aggrieved.

Chen Daozhen smiled: "Why did you run up the tree, come down quickly."

All the disciples didn't know why, only the blue and yellow disciples looked at each other, and they were all covered in cold sweat.

It turned out that the young man and the young suzerain really knew each other. Hearing the familiar tone of the young suzerain, I am afraid that they are still close friends.

After a while, the backs of the two of them were already sweating, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

In the past, Chen Daozhen was the most cruel and strict towards the disciples in his sect, and he was erratic and seldom relaxed.Even when it comes to treating guests, it is only mild, not enthusiastic.

Now that he has offended the young suzerain's close friend, he may be unable to eat and walk away this time.

Jing Ji sneaked a glance at Chen Daozhen. Although he was a little angry, he still felt a little bit missing him. After a long time, he slowly climbed down.His face was still stern, and he didn't know why he was angry.

Chen Daozhen touched the boy's white and tender cheeks, and said with a little distress: "I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you lose weight, didn't you eat well?"

Jing Ji didn't speak, but quietly glanced at the disciple behind him.

The disciple in Tsing Yi thought he was looking at him, but he trembled in fright.

Chen Daozhen waved his hand: "You guys go back first, and I will visit the Xishan faction some other day."

Jing Ji said, "Are you going to see my master?"

Chen Daozhen smiled: "Don't worry, we'll talk about it tomorrow, go back and talk to me first."

The two disciples contacted back and forth, and after thinking about it, it became clear that this young man was actually a disciple of the Xishan Sect, and the Young Sect Master was not waiting to visit the Xishan Sect, but was probably waiting for this young man to arrive.

As soon as the disciples left, Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a little uncomfortable seeing so many people around Chen Daozhen.Immediately, he looked like a little tiger out of the cage, with an extremely airy expression.

Chen Daozhen put his arms around him and coaxed him in a low voice, Jing Ji immediately revealed his true colors, those sentimental feelings were thrown out of the blue, and he didn't remember what he was wronged just now.

Jing Ji stuck to Chen Daozhen's body as if he had no bones, and followed him all the way to Chen Daozhen's yard, yelling that he was hungry.

Chen Daozhen patted his stomach and hurriedly asked someone to prepare lunch.

Jing Ji originally had a poor appetite, but today it got better for no reason, and he was so hungry that he ate two bowls of rice before slowly stopping.

Chen Daozhen was peeling the shrimp shells in his hand, he couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help asking: "Have you not eaten these days, okay? What does your master give you on weekdays?"

Jing Ji replied: "Everyone chooses good food. My master is not a stubborn and pedantic person. It's rare that he relaxes us a lot when he comes out. I can't eat it myself."

Chen Daozhen sighed, seeing Jing Ji sticking out a small red tongue to sweep away the rice grains from the corner of his mouth, the childish action seemed inexplicably attractive, and immediately made Chen Daozhen's hands and feet feel hot.

Jing Ji wiped his mouth, not unfamiliar, and bouncing on the bed, asked: "Can I take a nap here?"

Chen Daozhen pursed his lips and stared at him, pulled him up, and scolded: "What does it sound like to sleep right after eating, get up and walk."

Jing Ji curled his lips and muttered twice.He went to the window and pushed it open, leaning his hands on the window sill, blinking his big eyes and looking across the pond.

"Senior Brother Chen, come over and have a look, is that person Zhao Chengyu from Xuanyin Pavilion?" There is a pavilion across the pond, which already belongs to another small courtyard, and there is a man in blue standing in the pavilion. A man in a wheelchair speaks.

Chen Daozhen walked up behind him, leaned against his back and looked towards the opposite side, and said, "That's right, it's him."

"Who is that person in the wheelchair?" Jing Ji turned his head to look at Chen Daozhen, the two of them were very close, their lips were almost touching when they turned their heads.

Chen Daozhen's eyes are getting darker, it's hard to move his eyes away from the young man's soft and rosy lips, his breathing is getting heavier, he just needs to get closer, just a little bit, and he can kiss him hard, he slowly lowered his lips head, kissing the person he misses day and night.

Suddenly, a white hand stretched out and pressed his lips with the palm of it. "Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

Chen Daozhen came back to his senses suddenly, and saw that the young man's eyes were clear, and the clear and bright eyes were looking at him without blinking.

He breathed a sigh of relief thankfully, but felt a deep sense of loss overwhelm him, he forced a smile, grabbed the boy's hand and kissed it, and said, "It's nothing, do you think Zhao Chengyu is gone? "

Jing Ji turned around, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Chengyu pushing the man in the wheelchair towards the house.

Chen Daozhen said: "The person in the wheelchair is Ye Wanwu, the master of the Xuanyin Pavilion. I heard that he fell off the cliff several years ago. It is good luck to be able to recover his life."

"What's wrong with his feet? Don't they look good?" Jing Ji blinked, "Zhao Chengyu just took medicine to cure his legs?"

"It probably can't be cured. Using Xuanyin Pavilion's holy medicine for him is indeed a waste of heaven and earth. Different people have different fates. It's no wonder that the two sisters, Mei Ji Wushuang, are out of balance." Chen Daozhen said calmly.

Jing Ji was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "You can't say that. If Senior Brother Chen is injured, even if you can't be cured, I will try it. I don't care whether it is a waste of precious medicinal materials. No matter what, I can't compare to Senior Brother Chen, as long as there is a chance, I will not give up."

Jing Ji turned his back to him, and only looked at his own fingers when talking.

Chen Daozhen put his chin on his head, and asked with a smile: "What if someone needs those medicinal materials more than me? Then what should you, a young hero of the Xishan School, do?"

Jing Ji was silent and didn't speak, pinching his own fingers coyly.

"What should I do? Huh?" Chen Daozhen chuckled softly, and wrapped the sad-faced child into his arms.

Jing Ji pouted: "It depends on who it is. If I'm not related to me, no matter how pitiful he is, I will choose to save Brother Chen first. It sounds like I'm bad, but this is my sincerity. talk."

Chen Daozhen's throat rolled, and he folded his arms with complicated emotions. He hugged him tightly, for fear that he would see the complicated expression on his face when he turned around.

Jing Ji lowered his head, scratched back and forth on the window sill with his finger, and asked softly: "Senior Brother Chen, am I going too far?"

Chen Daozhen took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "If there is such a day, my Xiaojing will definitely find a way to get the best of both worlds."

"I hope so."

Chen Daozhen saw that he was listless, so he patted his head and said with a smile, "Aren't you sleepy? Go to sleep for a while."

Jing Ji couldn't eat or sleep well in the past few days, but now he fell asleep as soon as he got into bed, his whole face was buried in the pillow, and the long eyelashes on his eyelids were endearing.

Chen Daozhen lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead, and said softly: "I will not let you have a difficult day, I will remove all obstacles and troubles for you, and let you grow up happily and freely."

Jing Ji's eyelids trembled, and he turned around in a daze.

Many years later, when the two of them experienced vicissitudes and came back to their senses, Chen Daozhen realized that he was far from being omnipotent as he imagined.But the boy who he thought would always depend on him to grow up had already grown into a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves without knowing it.