[Future] The counterattack of waste wood

The cold wind was whistling outside, like a beast roaring with teeth and claws, but inside it was as warm as spring. Yang Jing took Song Chu out of the car and entered the house within a few steps. A familiar smell makes people feel relaxed.

The room was as quiet as if no one was there. After all, Song Chu was in a different state of mind than when he came here before. He used to be a guest, but now he is under the fence. He felt sad for a while, but at the same time he was very cautious, his eyes were not wandering, and his steps were neat. I'm afraid that the Song family will be humiliated by breaking the etiquette.

"Master Song, welcome." The housekeeper didn't show any surprise that Song Chu came back at this time, as if it was a matter of course, if he hadn't asked Yang Jing in the car, he really thought that the Zhang family already knew that he was going to stay for a while .

"Hi, sorry to bother you." Song Chu nodded slightly, showing a polite smile.

The butler smiled politely.

When the two interacted, Yang Jing had already taken off his coat, looked towards the living room, and asked, "Where is Zhang Qi?"

The housekeeper took the jackets that Yang Jing and Song Chu took off respectively, "The military seat is in the study."

"En." Yang Jing nodded, pulled Song Chu in and walked in. When he came to the study, he knocked on the door a few times, "Zhang Qi, it's me!"

Through the door, a deep voice came, "Come in."

As soon as his voice sounded, Yang Jing had already opened the door and entered.

Zhang Qi's ear is very good. Before Yang Jing reached the door of the study, he had already heard the light footsteps that belonged to the other party. At the same time, there was another light and steady footstep, so Zhang Qi was not at all worried about Song. Surprised by Chu's appearance, out of politeness, he stood up and gave Song Chu a diplomatic smile, "Master Song."

Then Zhang Qi looked at Yang Jing, and saw a bruise on his forehead, and a long scratch on the cheek near the ear, as if scratched by something, the middle was white and raised, the surrounding was red, and it was about to break Not broken, Zhang Qi couldn't help frowning.

Zhang Qi took off his military uniform at home and wore more casual clothes, but he was old-fashioned and old-fashioned. He wore black trousers and a white shirt. With an indelible aura, there seemed to be an invisible big hand pressing on the top of his head.

Song Chu coughed softly, raised his head, and smiled slightly, "Zhang Junzuo, hello."

Knowing Song Chu's nervousness, Yang Jing patted his hand reassuringly. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Qi, so Zhang Qi raised his eyebrows calmly.

"Zhang Qi, my apprentice will live here for a few days." After a pause, he added: "Is it okay?"

Everyone has been brought back, so it is impossible for Zhang Qi to drive away, and with Song Chu by his side, Yang Jing will not be thinking about entering the Nightmare Forest all day long. The difference, but Yang Jing could tell that his expression was already a smile, "Of course, welcome, Young Master Song."

As a result of course, Yang Jing didn't have any other reactions. He turned his head to look at Song Chu and said, "Let the housekeeper take you to the room first, tidy up your things, and eat later."

Song Chu also knew that Yang Jing wanted to explain the details to Zhang Qi, so he nodded, Yang Jing led him out of the study, called the butler to give some brief instructions, and Song Chu followed the butler upstairs.

Yang Jing walked back to the study, but Zhang Qi didn't sit behind the desk, but came to the door. As soon as Yang Jing came in, he closed the door gently, and took another step forward, almost trapping Yang Jing in the room. Before the person and the door.

Yang Jing took a breath, his nose was full of Zhang Qi's unique powerful smell, he couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips and laughed.

Zhang Qi gently caressed Yang Jing's face with the back of his hand, and the bones of the joints passed over the wound. Even though it was very light, it still made the untreated wound a little painful. Yang Jing's smile did not change, but he subconsciously hid After slamming, Zhang Qi withdrew his hand, raised his head to meet Yang Jing's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Don't be so serious." Yang Jing waved his hands indifferently, "Listen to me first."

The two sat side by side on the sofa against the wall, so Yang Jing told Zhang Qi what happened today. Originally, he hesitated when talking about Song Chu's identity. He didn't know whether to tell him. Chu's privacy, it seems not good to tell Zhang Qi, but let's not talk about it, and I can't explain why the Academy of Sciences wants to catch Song Chu for research. After weighing it, Yang Jing wants Zhang Qi to be a gourd, and he won't make it public, so I told him.

Rao Zhang Qi, when he heard that Song Chu's mother was a demon, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression. Just now, Yang Jing quickly accepted this fact in the Song family, but now it's unavoidable to say it from his mouth. I think this fact is too unbelievable, but the evidence is all there, the exclusive weapon of Dongming Guan will not be fake, and Zixu's name is not known by ordinary people.

After Yang Jing finished speaking, Zhang Qi was silent for a while and asked, "Are you sure?"

"En." Yang Jing was sure, but just thinking about his relationship with Song Chu, he couldn't help sighing, "According to seniority, Song Chu's father is mine... Brother, although I haven't met him, I have indeed heard of him." Some of the things that Mr. Song said are completely consistent with what Mr. Song said."

Zhang Qi glanced at him, "You keep saying that you are a disciple of Dongming Temple, but I have never heard of this Guanyu."

Yang Jing felt a little guilty for a moment. He had known Zhang Qi for so long, and he had always avoided talking about himself, and never mentioned his weird spells and refining medicine. Just when Zhang Qi thought that Yang Jing would use silence to fool him, who knew He actually opened his mouth, "Dongmingguan is a sect whose mission is to benefit the common people. It is good at refining medicine and also knows some unique spells..."

What Yang Jing said was half-truth and half-false, his eyes were empty, and he was thinking about the bits and pieces of the previous game playing in his mind, but he couldn't help but think of his previous life, as if a long time had passed, and he couldn't tell which one for a moment. Is it a dream.

Zhang Qi listened quietly and looked at Yang Jing thoughtfully. Yang Jing thought he was hiding well, but for Zhang Qi who wanted to know him wholeheartedly, he had already exposed his flaws.

After Zhang Qi woke up, he was told that he was married to a stranger. It was impossible not to investigate everything. The result of the investigation was that Yang Jing, who had no rules at all, was completely different from the young and old Yang family in the records. It is explained by emotional frustration and a big change in personality, but "ability" does not mean that there is something.

If Yang Jing is the secret weapon hidden by the Yang family, then the Yang family will not marry Yang Jing, nor will they ignore it afterwards. After all kinds of conjectures have been eliminated, Zhang Qi can't help but wonder. Xuan guessed from the direction that there was no evidence for such a thing, but Zhang Qi knew that if the one who married him was the cowardly and procrastinating Yang Jing, Zhang Qi might have divorced early.

Yang Jing was still eloquent, but Zhang Qi didn't care much about the content of what he said now. He let his mind go slightly, and listened to Yang Jing's ups and downs with almost enjoyment.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhang Qi knew that he was getting closer to Yang Jing.

Yang Jing didn't want Song Chu to feel as if he didn't care if he brought it back, so he went upstairs to find him before eating, and comforted him. After eating, he also talked with Song Chu. After all, for Song Chu, this day So many things happened that he was almost taken away as a test product.

Song Chu was very grateful to Yang Jing for what he had done to him. Perhaps to others, Yang Jing was domineering and impolite, but to him, Yang Jing had been helping him all the time. It is much better, and after knowing that my biological father is senior brother Yang Jing, I am more dependent on him in my heart, and inadvertently develop a feeling similar to a relative.

Song Chu became very fond of listening to Yang Jing, and wanted to learn more about Dongming Temple and his father from him.

Yang Jing got the Dongming Spirit Rhinoceros Sword that Song Chu gave him, and he felt a little indebted in his heart. After all, it was a relic of Song Chu's biological father. As compensation, Yang Jing bought a basic Dongming Guan set from the system. Sassy, ​​with a majestic appearance, these clothes are just for looking good, and the attributes are too ordinary, which is why Yang Jing never bought them in the first place.

But Song Chu was very excited when he saw the Dongming logo on the clothes. He was embarrassed to wear this kind of robe-style clothes, but he would wear them for a while when he was alone in the room.

Originally, Yang Jing was wary of dignitaries coming from the Academy of Sciences, but who knew that the Academy of Sciences seemed to be silent, not only did he not call Yang Jing, but he did not even make things difficult for the Song family. Seeing this, Song Chu was a little embarrassed to bother Zhang Qi and Yang Jing again. Yes, but Yang Jing's villainous heart is also good, he always felt that the Academy of Sciences had another trick, maybe it was deliberately pretending to calm down, so that everyone would be negligent, so Song Chu continued to live in Zhang's house.

At this time, Yang Jing couldn't help lamenting the rough life experience in the early Song Dynasty, but he didn't sigh many times, and the Zhang family ushered in a special guest.

It was a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life, gray temples, thin figure, wearing a slightly oversized suit, revealing a downcast, the man insisted on seeing Zhang Qi and Yang Jing, Yang Jing always looked at his face when he saw his face. I feel that the other person's eyebrows and eyes are a little familiar, as if I have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember, but I can't deny that this man must have been very handsome when he was young. Even though he was down and out, his eyes were still as bright as an eagle.

Zhang Qiruo glanced at Yang Jing, but didn't rush to speak.

The man also looked at him with a complicated expression, his eyes were determined, like a burning fire, and Yang Jing's hairs stood up uncomfortably.

The man clenched his fingers nervously, grinned, and said hoarsely, "Yang Jing, I'm your uncle!"