Biography of Xi Shan

Early the next morning, Xiao Wan came to look for Jing Ji. The little girl was still young and timid. She was afraid of Wu Wuzi and Chen Daozhen, but she liked Jing Ji very much. Fortunately, Wu Wuzi's temper has improved a lot these days, and Chen Daozhen is also very gentle, so Xiaowan becomes more confident, and often calls Jingji to play together.

Jing Ji tidied up, and followed Xiaowan away without any grievances.

At noon, the witch came in with a bowl of rice. She glanced at Chen Daozhen, put down the meal and hurried out.

Chen Daozhen shouted behind her: "Senior Chu, don't you want to talk to this junior?"

The witch's footsteps froze, she turned around abruptly, waved her hands in a panic and said: "You must not let Yun'er know, you must not let him know."

Chen Daozhen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Of course not."

The witch's expression suddenly relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Chen Daozhen timidly and said: "Thank you." She paused, and said slowly: "Yun'er said, you are very good to him."

Chen Daozhen looked at her silently, and saw Wu Wuzi grabbed his hand nervously, and said eagerly: "You must take good care of him in the future, it's too dangerous, it's too dangerous outside."

Chen Dao felt sore in his heart. He pressed the witch's old hands. He couldn't imagine that it was the hand of a person under forty years old. He nodded solemnly and promised: "Don't worry, I will be with you one day. Make sure to keep him safe."

The witch looked at Chen Daozhen with bright eyes, and walked out tremblingly with her back bent.

It was the first time for Jing Ji to attend a wedding banquet, and almost all the clan members came, and everyone showed strange expressions when they saw him.

Jing Ji didn't notice it, and looked at the bride in red without blinking.

People here don't wear wedding dresses when they get married, they only wear an ordinary red dress, but those who come to the wedding must wear simple and elegant clothes to bring out the beauty of the bride.

Jing Ji was watching happily, when suddenly a tall man walked towards him, picked up Jing Ji by the collar, and dragged him to the corner.

Jing Ji was taken aback, and hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing!"

Xiaowan's eyes widened, and he trotted after him, "Heizi, let him go."

The man named Heizi threw Jing Ji towards the wall, Jing Ji only felt a burning pain in his back, he coughed twice, looked at Heizi warily and said, "What are you doing?"

"Tell me, what is your purpose for coming here?" Heizi said angrily, "Since Mr. Wu tricked you, then you must not be a good person. The patriarch has a straight temper, and I am not so easy to deceive."

Jing Ji said aggrievedly: "First, the Gu on my body was not given by Wu Mang; second, I have no purpose; third, I am the second disciple under the head of the Xishan Sect. Our Xishan Sect is a famous master. Pai, respected and admired by others, is a man of benevolence and righteousness, definitely not a bad person."

"What Xishan faction?" Heizi snorted, "I've never heard of it, don't try to lie to me, tell me the truth, what other plans and goals do you have?"

"Hmph, you haven't heard of it, it's because you are ignorant." Jing Ji snorted, and said proudly, "Only my Xishan School has countless rare treasures in the world, and the thousand-year-old ginseng can be seen everywhere. , There are so many martial arts cheats, and there is a big lion that can crush your house with one foot. If it weren't for my disease, only you can be cured here, would I have to come all the way? Does our Xishan sect want anything? , will covet your things?"

"What did you just say?" Heizi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Jing Ji said proudly: "I said, our Xishan School has a vast land and resources, and we don't covet your things."

Heizi frowned: "The previous sentence!"

Jing Ji stretched out his finger to scratch his cheek, looked at him stupidly, and asked, "What, I just praised my Xishan School, and didn't say anything else."

"Lion! You said lion." Heizi pouted.

"Oh, you said Wushou." Jing Ji said, "It's just a big lion, it's my good friend."

Heizi laughed suddenly, laughed and cried again: "It's Wushou, he said Wushou, but it turned out to be Wushou." Heizi ran away happily, still muttering something.

Jing Ji asked suspiciously, "Xiaowan, what happened to him? Don't be stupid."

Xiaowan tilted her head, her big eyes were especially pure, she smiled and shook her head: "I don't know, Heizi is always so weird, let's leave him alone, let's go have dinner together."

After dinner, Jing Ji wandered back, still holding the pastry that the host gave him.

Jing Ji saw the witch sitting on the steps of the door looking around from afar, and when he saw him back, he ran away in panic and rushed into the small room where he made medicine.

Jing Ji scratched his head and followed quickly. He stood at the door of the room and knocked on the door hesitantly.

"Ma'am, I'm Xiaojing."

There was a moment of silence inside, and then there was a rustling sound, and the door was slowly opened, half of the witch's body was hidden behind the door, only one head was exposed.

Jing Ji raised the oil-paper bag in his hand and said with a smile, "Ma'am, let's have some pastries. I stole a piece. It's delicious."

Hearing that he said it was delicious, the witch couldn't help shaking her head, stretched out her hand and pushed the pastry towards him, and whispered, "Eat it, eat it."

The witch's face was pitch black, her hair was disheveled covering her forehead, and only a pair of timid eyes were exposed.

Seeing the appearance of the witch, Jing Ji felt very sad for some reason, he thought for a while, then smiled kindly, and said with a smile: "Mother, let me wash your hair."

The witch quickly waved her hand, Jing Ji had already put down the pastry, and left a sentence: "I'll fetch water." Then he ran away without a trace.

Jing Ji moved a reclining chair to the open space in front of the house, and brought towels and saponins.

The witch hid in the room and refused to come out, but looked out curiously.

Jing Ji grabbed her arm and walked out, "The water should be cold, don't be afraid, I will be careful."

The witch seemed to be still hesitating, but Jing Ji had already pushed her down on the chair.

It was also the first time for Jing Ji to wash someone's hair, and the witch's hair was already knotted. Jing Ji exerted a little force, and saw the witch frowned and clenched her teeth.

Jing Ji said embarrassingly: "Ma'am, just say it hurts you, don't bear it."

The witch raised her head, and when she opened her eyes, she could see Jing Ji's face right in front of her eyes.

The young man is now thin and ignorant, and his facial features have become more and more profound. However, those big eyes are still black and white. When he lowers his eyes, the long eyelashes can almost cover the entire silkworm.

Jing Ji saw that she was pursing her lips and looking a little tormented, thought for a while and said with a smile: "Why don't I tell you about my past, my hair will be washed in a while."

The witch closed her eyes and responded.

Jing Ji babbled a lot, most of them were about the Xishan School, but he wanted to mention Chen Daozhen when he was talking, and he held back every time, for fear that the witch would not like to hear it.

The witch listened very patiently, with a satisfied look in her eyes.

Jing Ji still couldn't help complaining while talking: "My senior brother is good at everything. He has nothing to say about being nice to me, but he is very stubborn. He always thinks of Senior Brother Chen as a bad person who will harm me."

Jing Ji snorted angrily, and proudly said: "Facts have proved that my elder brother was wrong."

The witch blinked.

Jing Ji blushed and said, "Auntie, don't you like hearing me say these things?"

"No." The witch's voice was a little hoarse, like a voice coming from her throat, which seemed low and depressed.

Jing Ji washed his hair with water, and continued to say: "Auntie, we will leave when Chen Daozhen gets better. If I go back one day later, my master will worry about me one more day."

"No, I can't go back." The witch suddenly seemed to be stimulated, grabbed Jing Ji's wrist, and said eagerly: "It's very dangerous outside, there are many villains outside."

Jing Ji was at a loss for what to do, he calmed down, and comforted the witch, saying: "Wicked people will be punished by wicked people, don't worry, ma'am, I am very good at martial arts, take care of me."

Jing Ji closed his eyes, circulated the true energy in his body, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the quiet air, the sound of the wind was everywhere, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolled up, as if a storm was about to come.

It's just that the leaves were not so high from the ground, and all the fallen leaves fell back to the ground in an instant, and everything returned to calm, as if it was just a random breeze that couldn't stir up any waves.

Jing Ji looked at the witch in embarrassment, and said with a smirk, "Mistake, do it again."

The witch looked at him unblinkingly.

Jing Ji tried again, but this time there was no wind, and the leaves stayed motionless on the ground.Jing Ji raised his hand in a daze, looking extremely stupid.

Jing Ji frowned, calmly breathed a sigh of relief, "Come again!"

He puffed up his cheeks and raised his hands angrily, but the almost negligible internal force remained sluggish.

Just when Jing Ji was about to give up and practice swordsmanship, suddenly there was a strong wind all around, worse than before. Together.

Jing Ji stared blankly at that internal force, he raised his hand in doubt, and looked at his palm over and over again.

Suddenly the gust of wind weakened, rolled a pile of fallen leaves together, and landed firmly beside the haystack in front of the chicken shed.

Jing Ji turned his head abruptly, and saw Chen Daozhen leaning against the window and looking at him smiling maliciously.

The witch just stared at Jing Ji blankly without saying a word.

Jing Ji turned his face and smiled hehe.

The witch laughed out of nowhere, with an almost beautiful smile on her face.The haze in the eyes faded away, and there was a loving smile in those peach eyes, as if it was the sunshine that dispelled the dark clouds, warm and bright.

Jing Ji stared at her blankly, and said slowly, "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."

The witch was startled, and quickly covered her face and ran away in panic.

Jing Ji didn't go after him, he stood there and touched his head, his face full of doubts.

After the witch had run away, Jing Ji walked slowly to the window, and leaned on the edge of the window to climb into the room.

Chen Daozhen pinched his face, dumbfounded, and said helplessly, "Why don't you go through the door."

Jing Ji leaned over and kissed his chin, and said with a smile, "I think it's too late for you to leave the door."

Chen Daozhen couldn't help but laugh, and he didn't know who this little guy learned his love words from.

Jing Ji hugged him tightly, kissing his face repeatedly like a puppy.

Chen Daozhen really couldn't bear his appearance, turned over and pressed him under his body, and kissed the young man's moist lips deeply.

Chen Daozhen could get out of bed these few days, and he started to think wildly as soon as he recovered, he hadn't made out with Jing Ji for a long time, now he couldn't think about it, his hands and feet started to feel hot.

Jing Ji muttered: "Brother Chen, you are called prostitution in the daytime."

Chen Daozhen kissed the tip of his nose with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Just kiss you, be good, and let me kiss you well."

The young man blushed and shrank his body down, but his shy appearance aroused Chen Daozhen's thoughts even more.

The two hugged and made out for a while, and Chen Daozhen said love words one after another, which made the young man's ears turn red, and he blocked his mouth anxiously.

While talking and laughing, there was a knock on the door.