Biography of Xi Shan

Summer is long overdue, the temperature is getting warmer, and Changming Prefecture has started the annual busy farming again.

There are a lot of fields under the name of Changming Prefecture, and at this time, some disciples will be sent to help, and by the way, they will clean up the fields of some surrounding farmers who lack labor.

The drunkard head went out with a group of disciples, and when he came back in the evening, he saw Zhao Peiran sitting in the courtyard sluggishly, only losing a few moves in a game of chess.

The drunkard looked funny, laughed, and joked: "Uncle Pei Ran, what are you doing so dumb? You're so stupid."

Zhao Peiran came back to his senses, and smiled warmly: "The master nephew is back?"

The drunkard was sweating all over his head, he picked up the teapot rudely, and drank from the spout, touched his mouth and said rudely: "The new disciples are very lazy. Where is the Wuji sect? I don’t think about learning my skills, I just think about making a living.”

Zhao Peiran smiled helplessly: "You are not a nosy person in normal times, why do you have to get involved in everything now?"

"Aren't I so bored?" The drunkard rubbed the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smack of his mouth, "Don't just talk about me, you've been very strange recently."

Zhao Peiran raised his eyebrows and smiled, dropped a sunspot, and said with a casual smile: "Oh? I'm not surprised, you should talk about it."

The drunkard waved his hands: "Your crooked intestines can be tied in a knot, can I guess you?"

He paused, smiled again, and asked, "Zhao Peiran, are you yearning for spring? Tell me which family's lady you are from. I was kidnapped by you to be your daughter-in-law. I should honor your old man. Why?" Sample?"

The drunkard's head was never serious when he spoke, and Zhao Peiran didn't take it seriously. He shook his head with a smile and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

"It's really boring." The drunkard snorted and walked away swaggeringly.

As soon as the drunkard left, the butler hurried over and looked at him falteringly.

"What happened?"

"A man came by the door, claiming to be a disciple of the Xishan Sect, and said that he came to pick Miss Su back."

Zhao Peiran asked: "Have you reported your name?"

"It seems to be called Sun Lifeng." The housekeeper sighed, "The young master ordered that no one should be disturbed. What do you think is the right way to do this?"

Zhao Peiran hooked the corners of his lips, put away the chess pieces one by one, and said lightly: "Senior brother personally ordered Miss Su to be imprisoned, and I can't decide this matter."

"Yes, yes." The steward replied repeatedly. Now besides Chen Daozhen, Zhao Peiran has the most weight in Wujizong's words. Although the steward is in charge of Wujizong's large and small internal affairs, the interpersonal matters are Those who dare not make decisions without authorization can only turn to Zhao Peiran in a dilemma.

Zhao Peiran said indifferently: "Since senior brother doesn't allow anyone to disturb you, you can put this matter aside for later. Miss Su's crimes can be big or small, so it doesn't matter if she is locked up for another two days. As for Sun Lifeng, you can find a room at will Let him stay, he will wait if he can, and let him leave if he can't wait."

"Will this...will neglect the guests?"

Zhao Peiran looked at him amusedly, and said: "What kind of guest is he? Miss Su made a big mistake, and now Xishan sent people to beg to take her back. Does our Wuji Sect still provide them with good food and drink? Don't worry, just do as I say, you can't go wrong."

The butler nodded repeatedly and left in a hurry.

When he arrived at the door, he greeted Sun Lifeng with a smile and said: "Our young suzerain is currently in retreat, so I will arrange for the young man to stay here first, come with me."

Sun Lifeng was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a tall and straight figure, with his chest upright and his belly held up, with the arrogance of a hero.Seeing what the butler said, he couldn't help frowning, and asked in a cold voice: "Sect Master Chen is in retreat, so it doesn't mean that Sect Master Chen is also in retreat? Is there no one in the Wuji Sect who can be the master?"

Hearing this, the housekeeper felt a little uncomfortable, and recalling Zhao Peiran's words, he couldn't help lowering his face, and said in a deep voice: "If the young man doesn't want to stay in the mansion, it's okay to find another inn to live in. It's better to wait for the young suzerain to come out. Let’s talk about it, there is no one who can be the master of the left and right now.”

Sun Lifeng frowned fiercely, seeing that the butler was about to close the door, he strode forward and pushed against the edge of the door, and said sharply: "You little slaves dare to be so presumptuous, is this the rule of your Wuji sect?"

The housekeeper became more and more worried, thinking, how can our rules of the Wuji sect allow you to criticize it?I have seen three Xishan sect disciples in total, one is gentle and courteous but eats and lives for nothing, the other set fire to steal and be rude and arrogant, and the one in front of me is even more unmannered and pretentious, unlike the rumored Xishan sect disciple.

Even though the housekeeper didn't like Sun Lifeng in his heart, he didn't dare to offend him severely, so he said leisurely: "Young man, please take care of me. It's getting late now, why don't you invite me inside?"

Thinking of Su Lingling's troubles, Sun Lifeng snorted coldly, held back the anger in his heart, and strode inward with his head held high.

The butler arranged him in a relatively secluded room, with the servants living in the courtyard at the back and the martial arts training ground in front. At first glance, the room faces the sun, and the surrounding scenery is pleasant, and it can be called comfortable.

Sun Lifeng nodded in satisfaction. He planned to take Su Lingling back to the Xishan School within two days, so where he lived was not very important.

Sun Lifeng is not a stupid person, even compared to the straight-hearted disciples of the Xishan School, he can be regarded as a thoughtful and good planner.

Chen Daozhen can naturally avoid him, but he also has his own way to solve this matter.

At night, the housekeeper ordered someone to deliver a meal, which was just ordinary green vegetables and tofu, with no trace of meat.

Sun Lifeng is not a person who pays attention to his tongue, but the quality of the dishes also indicates the owner's attitude.

After several cold receptions, Sun Lifeng held his breath and calmly picked up his chopsticks to eat without a word of complaint.

For several days in a row, Sun Lifeng was very peaceful, and never asked anyone about Chen Daozhen and Su Lingling. He lived a very self-disciplined life, spent a lot of time practicing martial arts every day, stayed in the yard all day, and never took half a step outside. .

On the seventh day, after nightfall, Sun Lifeng extinguished the candles. After everything was quiet and everyone fell asleep, he changed into black and jumped onto the roof.

It took Sun Lifeng seven days to find out where Su Lingling was. When he saw the crazy Su Lingling in the woodshed, the anger he had endured for many days burst out, and he fell into a frenzy.

Sun Lifeng was Su Qisheng's favorite student, and Su Qisheng promised Su Lingling to him early in the morning, which was one of the reasons why Su Lingling ran away from home.

For this marriage, Sun Lifeng couldn't wish for it. Firstly, Su Lingling was Su Qisheng's only daughter, so marrying Su Lingling was equivalent to securing his position in the Xishan School.Secondly, Sun Lifeng did have an extraordinary love for Su Lingling.

Sun Lifeng grew up in the Xishan School and saw very few women. Su Lingling was beautiful, lively and cute.Especially after Sun Lifeng knew that Su Lingling looked down on Jing Ji and the others the most, seeing how she liked her, her rudeness became upright and straightforward.

Su Lingling didn't want to marry him, but Sun Lifeng decided on this wife early on.

Su Lingling leaned against the corner with messy hair, staring out of the window with blank eyes, her face was so dark that she could hardly see her original appearance clearly, and there was a faint smell of rancidity on her body.

Sun Lifeng looked at her with pity, and called softly: "Lingling."

Su Lingling suddenly turned her head to look at him. After being overjoyed, there was another burst of pain, howling earth-shattering.

Sun Lifeng strode forward, covered her mouth and said, "Keep your voice down, don't attract anyone."

Su Lingling nodded with tears in her eyes, sobbing softly.

Although Chen Daozhen locked her up, he didn't mistreat her, but after being locked up for a long time, he naturally appeared in a state of embarrassment.

It was even more pitiful in the eyes of caring people. Sun Lifeng gritted his teeth and asked, "Did they beat you?"

Su Lingling nodded and sobbed again and again: "Sun Lifeng, take me away quickly, where is my father? Is my father also here?"

Sun Lifeng shook his head and said: "Not long after you left Xishan, the master went to look for you. When Wujizong sent the letter, he hadn't returned yet, so the headmaster sent me to pick you up."

Seeing that Su Qisheng didn't ignore her, Su Lingling felt relieved, stood up unsteadily and said, "Then let's get out of here, I don't want to stay here for a moment."

"You can't leave now." Sun Lifeng sneered, "Chen Daozhen bullied you like this, we'll let it go as soon as we leave, can you swallow this breath? Don't worry, I'll take you Go meet Chen Daozhen and let him understand that our Xishan faction is not easy to bully."

Su Lingling was in a bit of a dilemma. She really didn't want to have any more contact with the Wuji Sect. She also encountered a lot of troubles along the way, and she dealt with them every time with her cleverness and three-legged cat skills. But Chen Daozhen's palm really It scared her.

While hesitating, flames lit up outside one after another, and the footsteps of a group of people hurriedly sounded, mixed with loud shouts: "People are here, quickly surround yourself."

Sun Lifeng sneered: "It's just in time, I'm going to settle accounts with them!"

Su Lingling hugged his arm, and said with a mournful face: "Let's forget it, Chen Daozhen's martial arts are unfathomable, it's important for us to run for our lives."

Sun Lifeng patted her head, and said lightly: "You don't understand these things. Compared with you, his martial arts are naturally superior, and he may not necessarily be better than me."

Su Lingling rolled her eyes, there was only one door to enter and exit the woodshed, if Sun Lifeng wanted to confront Chen Daozhen head-on, she wondered if she would be able to escape under the noses of so many people.

Sun Lifeng slammed the door open and stared straight at the group of people in front of him.

He glanced left and right, but he couldn't see Chen Daozhen. Only the head of the drunkard was holding a wine gourd and said with a smile: "Zhao Peizhuo is like a god, I know you don't have a good brain."

Sun Lifeng frowned, and said: "I don't know where Young Sect Master Chen is now, should he come out and explain why Lingling is being tortured here!"

The drunkard raised his eyes sharply, and shouted loudly: "You little bastard calling for thieves, you came here to play tricks on Grandpa Jiu? Don't even look at how much you weigh, just because you have practiced kung fu for two years, you dare to speak loudly. , Let's see how Grandpa Jiu will deal with you!"

Sun Lifeng's face was very ugly, and he was about to refute the drunkard's first two sentences, when the drunkard threw the wine gourd and rushed towards him.

Sun Lifeng subconsciously drew his sword to block it, but suddenly saw the drunkard's head disappear before his eyes, and the next moment he was slapped hard on the back of the head.

The drunkard's head stuck to his body and was as flexible as a loach. Sun Lifeng held the sword but couldn't use it. The whole body followed the drunkard's head and pulled out a weird and twisted posture.

Sun Lifeng cursed secretly, took the opportunity to jump out of the battle ring at the moment the drunkard's head turned around, and cursed: "You clingy flea, you have the ability to really compete with me."

The drunkard head sneered: "You can't bear to play with you like this, and even compete with Grandpa Jiu and me. You have no chance to draw your sword in Grandpa Jiu's hands!"

"You!" Sun Lifeng panted out of breath, his chest heaving violently.

Zhao Peiran came late, and when he saw the two men at war, he couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Nephew, forget it, I don't think it's easy for Sun Lifeng to travel all the way here, so let them go back."

The drunkard spat cursingly, turned his head away from looking at Sun Lifeng.

Sun Lifeng felt unwilling, and was about to speak, when Zhao Peiran suddenly suppressed his smile, and said coolly: "Sun Shaoxia, please stop in moderation, openly provoking the Wuji Sect will not do you any good, and it's unreasonable for Miss Su to set fire to loot anywhere If it wasn't for senior Su's face, how could my senior brother let you take Miss Su back so easily?"

Sun Lifeng's face was as black as iron, and Zhao Peiran's words pierced his heart, reminding him of his humble status.

If the person standing here today was Liu Muyan, Murong Lianhe, or even Lu Zhanbai, they would not have received such treatment.Just because of his insignificance, the harsh treatment that Lingling received has become a matter of course.

Sun Lifeng was desperate, knowing that the timing was not right, he took a deep breath resignedly, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you." Without further words, he went into the room, carried Su Lingling on his back and left.

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the Promise Sect, the servant immediately closed the gate tightly with his back, as if he could not wait to drive away pests.

Sun Lifeng stood still and looked back at the huge courtyard, thinking unwillingly: the future will be long, and one day I, Sun Lifeng, will stand in a place out of your reach!

Sun Lifeng's face was very ugly, but when Su Lingling urged him, he still forced a smile.