Faraway Wanderers

Wen Kexing glanced at her coldly, and said viciously, "When will it be your turn to meddle in my affairs?"

His tone was unusually bad. Gu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, her eyes widened, and she rolled over from the beam in a flash. She followed Wen Kexing since she was a child, and knew that even if this person said the same thing about major matters, he would not tolerate jokes , on weekdays, Gu Xiang is used to playing with him in the same way, and he has never turned his face, and I don't know what happened.

Gu Xiang looked at him carefully, and said softly: "Master, this is..."

Wen Kexing closed his mouth, and after a while, he took a deep breath, but still felt very bored, so he leaned gently against the window, let the cold wind blow, and didn't go to see Gu Xiang, but he was helpless. He said in a serious tone: "According to what you mean, I am not interested in women in the world. In my eyes, men should only be those who are good-looking and can go to bed, and those who are not good-looking can be killed? I can't have such a one-two A friend who can talk?"

He didn't intend to intimidate Gu Xiang, but Gu Xiang didn't understand what he was thinking for a while, but became even more frightened, so he had to say in a low voice: "Yes, the slave girl said the wrong thing."

Wen Kexing just wanted to talk, and after taking a look at Gu Xiang's ignorant look, he swallowed the words back, thinking that talking to her was like talking to a duck, which was very boring.At that moment, Wen Kexing felt that he was a little bit late. Over the years, when they saw him one by one, they were either afraid or thought he was crazy and unreasonable. How many of them could sit by the campfire and listen to him in the dark? How about singing a tune in a barren accent, and telling a few stories that only you understand?

He suddenly asked: "Ah Xiang, do you think I'm crazy?"

Gu Xiang was startled, and glanced at him hesitantly. Seeing that his face was pale and not angry, he nodded hesitantly. Wen Kexing turned his head away and sneered.

Gu Xiang thought for a while, but then added: "You are crazy and I will follow you."

"What are you doing with a lunatic?"

Gu Xiang thought about it for a long time. She didn't want to study since she was a child, and no one forced her to learn these boring things, so she was happy to be free. Now she can only barely know a few words, and only then did she realize that she still has a little ink in her stomach. Well, for example, she seems to have a thousand words to say, but she doesn't know where to start.

Finally, there was only one sentence left, and he blurted out: "A lunatic is a lunatic, I just feel that following you is better than following others."

Wen Kexing looked at her for a long while, then smiled softly.

Gu Xiang was provoked by his slightly lonely smile, and said another sentence without thinking, "Master, I think that... you are actually a good person."

Wen Kexing laughed out loud, nodded and said, "Okay, you farted all night tonight, and finally you can say something human." After speaking, he opened the window and was about to jump out.

Gu Xiang hurriedly said: "Where is the master going?"

Wen Kexing waved his hand and said, "I see that Ye Baiyi is a little boy. Boys usually don't have good intentions. I'm afraid that the fool surnamed Zhou will suffer, so follow me to have a look."

Before Gu Xiang could answer, he had disappeared.It took Gu Xiang a while to recall, and he understood who the "foolish boy surnamed Zhou" referred to, his face immediately turned bright, and he said to himself: "I only know today what it means to tell nonsense with open eyes, silly boy... silly boy ...Hey, then I must be the number one silly girl in Tianzihao."

It's a pity that no one heard it, otherwise someone would have reminded her - although Gu Xiang thought it was just a self-deprecating, but in fact it was very reasonable.

Ye Baiyi called Zhou Zishu out in the middle of the night, didn't say what he was going to do, and just walked quickly through the night, his lightness kung fu was almost as fast as lightning, Zhou Zishu was horrified to find that if this person hadn't been waiting for him on purpose, he probably would have been waiting for him at this moment. Has been left behind.

The two of them didn't know how far they ran one after the other. Ye Baiyi stopped his pace, put his hands behind his back, and turned to Zhou Zishu.Zhou Zishu didn't know why he suddenly brought himself to such a deserted intersection, but at this moment, a guess suddenly popped up in his mind, so he stood not far or near two steps away from him, and looked at him in surprise. .

Ye Baiyi didn't explain why he came here, and let him look at him - this person is tall and straight, and it is said that people wearing white clothes either look elegant and handsome, or look frivolous and put on airs. This color, no matter who it is worn on, will always look a little less heavy, but it is "pressed" by Ye Baiyi.

In the night, he was like an ancient Buddha—Zhou Zishu suddenly felt for no reason that this person's weapon should be an epee, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, he would still be able to stand still.

After a while, Ye Baiyi asked, "What did you see?"

Zhou Zishu was taken aback, now he understood where the sense of disobedience in him came from, and couldn't help lowering his head slightly: "Forgive me for my clumsy eyes, I have been disrespectful these days, senior, please forgive me."

Ye Baiyi was silent for a while, and suddenly, without further ado, he slapped Zhou Zishu's left shoulder like lightning.

Zhou Zishu was startled, pulled up more than two feet high from the ground, and dodged away. Ye Baiyi immediately followed him, with his long sleeves turned up, sealing his big acupoints tightly.

Zhou Zishu only thought that his martial arts methods should be rigid, half of his internal strength was damaged, and it was not good to confront him head-on, so he wanted to rely on his lightness kung fu to go around in circles with him. It was overwhelming, as if it was everywhere, he had nowhere to borrow strength in mid-air, so he had no choice but to raise his leg and kick Ye Baiyi's wrist in desperation.

Ye Baiyi didn't care at all, and turned his palm to grab his calf. Zhou Zishu turned around, and just relying on his palm, his whole body slid two feet to the side abruptly like a flying flower and falling leaves. It has changed, and said in a slow and deep voice: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Baiyi withdrew his hand, looked at him for a long while as if nothing happened, and then asked: "Then 'Meiyin Qin Song' is the descendant of an old man who was not a thing at all, because this sissy boy is not a thing, and he is not in love with him." You use it, so I was expelled from the teacher's school. I heard that he can't do anything else. He played the tunes, but he got a bit of a true biography. It's like that, but you broke decades of practice by playing melody. Where did a terrible young man appear, it turned out to be... boy, let me ask you, is your weapon a soft sword?"

Zhou Zishu's eyes widened suddenly, and he moved slightly to the side half a step, his hands had subconsciously retracted into his sleeves, and a murderous intent that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared in his heart - this was the first time he encountered such a situation, and he didn't know the other party Deep and shallow, but the other party seems to know him well.

Seeing Ye Baiyi, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a stiff and sarcastic smile, and sneered: "If I want to do something to you, can you still stand and talk right now? The lightness skill you showed just now is the best of the world!" This family alone is called 'Wuji Wuhen'. Back then, Qin Huaizhang from Sijizhuang was your master, wasn't he? Hmph, you two are the same in this respect, no matter who you meet, treat yourself like a villain first Of."

Zhou Zishu said coldly: "Senior Gu Monk is certainly a famous martial artist, but his master has passed away long ago. Even if this junior is not filial, he will not allow others to humiliate him like this."

Ye Baiyi was startled, and lost his voice: "Why, Qin Huaizhang died?"

Before Zhou Zishu could speak in the future, Ye Baiyi's eyes suddenly dimmed, and there was a little bewildered expression on his face, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, I don't know how many years... I don't know that there are Han, no matter Wei Jin, no matter Wei Jin...there is no sun and moon in the mountains, it turns out that the world has been around for thousands of years, and even Qin Huaizhang is gone."

Zhou Zishu frowned and looked at him for a while, and found that he was not malicious, but he still couldn't speak human words, so he relaxed slightly.

He believed in his heart that this person was the legendary ancient monk of Changming Mountain. Although he didn't know why he had kept his youthful appearance as if he was immortal for so many years, could it be that he had become immortal as the world said?

Ye Baiyi stretched out his hand and said, "Show me your sword."

Seeing that Zhou Zishu didn't move, Ye Baiyi said impatiently: "Pretend I haven't seen it before. I gave it to your master back then, and no one robbed you of your gadgets. Why don't you just look at it? Why is Qin Huaizhang's apprentice like this?" Ineffective!"

Only then did Zhou Zishu remember that the word "White Clothes" was engraved on his sword. At first he thought it was some weird sword inscription, but who knew it was the name of this guy, his face looked good immediately, and he was very flustered in his heart, so Unclearly and unwillingly, he put his hand into his waist, fiddled with the belt for a while, and in his hand was a very clear and bright soft sword, and handed it to Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi glanced at his bluish-yellow and skinny hand, and while frowning, he took it and said, "Good people, if you have to cover them with another layer of skin, I can't see people who are neither human nor ghost." Look at the appearance of you two, master and apprentice, hiding your head and showing your tail."

Zhou Zishu kept silent while being a good man, and said in his heart - this old man.

Ye Baiyi held the soft sword in his hand, the sword body was filled with his inner strength, the sword body straightened up, trembling slightly as if resonating, making a buzzing sound, Ye Baiyi's slender eyebrows and eyes, suddenly There was a flash of nostalgia.He looked at the sword named "White Clothes" and thought to himself, it turns out that the old people are gone, but these things have a long life, and they are all in the hands of the younger generation.

After a while, it was returned to Zhou Zishu.

Zhou Zishu said with a nonchalant smile: "I don't know if the senior called the junior out late at night, besides testing the junior's skill and master, what else..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Baiyi suddenly reached out and pressed his hand against his chest. The movement was so fast that he had no time to react. If that person took the opportunity to strike, he would have no room to dodge. Zhou Zishu froze and stopped immediately. up.

Ye Baiyi didn't make any other movements, but frowned slightly, and Zhou Zishu felt a gentle internal force passing along his palm, as if he was probing for something on him.Qiqiao Sanqiu Nail was aroused by him immediately, and exploded. Zhou Zishu broke into a cold sweat, but he still stiffened and didn't show it.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Ye Baiyi suddenly exerted force, and the internal force attached to Zhou Zishu's chest was like a stream turning into a river, rushing into his half-dead tendons, Zhou Zishu only felt that it was nailed to him. The nail on the chest seemed to be overturned by the opponent's internal force. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, his whole body shook, and he fell backwards.

Suddenly, a figure flashed behind him, yelling softly: "What are you doing?!" While catching Zhou Zishu, he flicked his sleeves and wanted to open Ye Baiyi's hand. , the two collided hard.Ye Baiyi only felt that he had bumped into a strange and thick internal force, his heart was slightly shocked, and he felt a bit of chest tightness.

Wen Kexing was even more startled. He almost used [-]% of his internal strength when he threw it out, and he seemed to hit an invisible wall, and was blocked back abruptly. He clamped Zhou Zishu's waist and stepped back. With half a step, he turned around to block Zhou Zishu, and also used this to stabilize his footsteps.

Only then did he look at Ye Baiyi, his eyes lost the smile, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. The way he looked at people at this time actually made Ye Baiyi think of a poisonous snake—very cold, sticking to people like maggots on tarsal bones.