Dead wood fills the pillars

Ji Wudi invited Yuan Aocai to bed, and he served tea and water, but failed to serve him personally, so he had to make another suggestion: "Ace, shall we go to the brothel?"

……

Yuan Aoce thought speechlessly: Can't you stay away from the bed?

"There are many good sisters of mine in the brothel. Really, you will love it there."

Yuan Aoce's heart began to twitch.In other words, before he was imprisoned in the Ten Hell Prison, he had never been to a brothel.Because at that time, everyone was so busy killing people that they were so busy that they couldn't get away.In the past few years in prison, he really thought about places like brothels.

Thinking of this, he decided to reluctantly agree.Unexpectedly, Ji Wudi suddenly shook his head desperately and said, "No, no, no, no. Ah Ce going there is like going into a tiger's mouth. It's too unsafe."

……

Sheep into tiger's mouth?

He went into the mouth of a tiger?

For the first time, Yuan Aoce knew that he could still be compared to a sheep!

...Since he met Ji Wudi, he has really experienced too many firsts.

"A Ce, why don't I take you to see a doctor?" Ji Wudi's topics were always jumping.

Yuan Aozec said: "Let's go to the coffin shop."

Ji Wudi was stunned for a moment, and then gently comforted him: "A Ce, don't worry. Don't say you just have a small cold, even if you were hacked seventeen or eight times, the blood flowed into rivers, and the bones were broken all over the place. With my last breath left, I will still find someone to help you put your bones back together and pour the blood back in, so that you can work hard to survive."

Yuan Aoce was deeply shocked by the scene he described, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't know whether to be grateful for your persistence or my exuberant vitality."

Ji Wudi bit his lower lip, and smiled subtly, "Why don't you thank God for allowing us to meet?"

……

When he was imprisoned by Ji Huihuang in the ten evil prisons eight years ago, he never hated him.

It's been eight years in the ten evil prisons, and he has never hated it.

But eight years later, from the moment he met Ji Wudi, he really began to hate God.

Could it be that his eight years of suffering were just to meet such a guy?

The more Yuan Aozec thought about it, the angrier he became.

Ji Wudi said: "Ah Ce, let's see a doctor. Don't worry, I will pay for it."

Yuan Aoce said coldly: "You think I have no money?"

Ji Wudi looked at him in surprise, "Zizhong said, before you entered the Ten Hell Prison, my father confiscated everything except your clothes."

Yuan Aozec said: "So why don't you return all my things to me?"

"But," Ji Wudi hesitated, "my father is already dead."

……

So his stuff becomes a headless case with nowhere to take it?

Yuan Aozai took a deep breath and said, "That's all, but I must return my sword."

"Sword? What sword?" Ji Wudi was really at a loss.In fact, if he hadn't met Qi Zizhong in Houshan back then, he wouldn't even know what the ten evil prisons are or where they are, let alone where his sword is.

"My sword... the shadow."

"I'll get it from Ah Zuo." Ji Wudi turned around positively.

Yuan Aozec thought for a while, and Shi Shiran followed behind him.

Zuo Siwen was troubled at the moment.

Although worrying about this kind of thing, Ji Wudi has been uninterrupted since he was born, but this time the worry is the most serious.

It would be great if the old sect master was still alive.

Zuo Siwen looked at the portrait of Ji Huihuang hanging in the middle of the study.

If the old sect master is alive, then this kind of hair loss will not be his turn.

He sighed.such a pity……

"Zuo, Zuo..." Ji Wudi called from outside the door.

Zuo Siwen wiped his face and opened the door slowly.

Ji Wudi was standing and looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zuo Siwen smiled and said, "Master, you haven't finished reciting the Three Character Classic."

Ji Wudi's smile collapsed, "I've clearly betrayed Meng's mother, so I'm dead."

Yuan Aozec said unhappily: "It's 'Xi Mengmu, choose a neighbor. If you don't learn, you will die'?"

Ji Wudi shrugged his shoulders and said: "Generally speaking, it's enough to get by, why bother to follow the scriptures and stick to the rules?"

The implication is that he is stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt?Yuan Aozec thought in distaste.

Zuo Siwen said: "Even if Meng's mother moves out, Dou Yanshan's five sons are still at home and have no future."

Ji Wudi said: "Ah. If you have time, you can go make friends."

"..." Zuo Siwen knew that if Ji Wudi didn't want to learn, no matter what he said, it would be a waste of words, so he changed the subject sensibly, "The sect master is not studying, so why come here?"

Ji Wudi smiled and said, "Am I accompanying Ah Ce to get his sword?"

"Sword?" Zuo Siwen raised his right eyebrow and looked at Yuan Aocai.

Yuan Aozec sneered and said, "The Shadow Sword is three feet six inches long and two and a half inches wide. The majestic Brilliant Gate shouldn't engulf my sword, right?"

Zuo Siwen thought for a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I can't take it."

Yuan Aoce frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Zuo Siwen said embarrassingly: "Because the old sect master left in a hurry, we didn't have time to prepare the precious funeral objects..." In any case, the sword is always someone else's, and it is indeed unkind for them to do so.But who would have thought that people locked in the ten evil prisons would be released?It's true that people are not as good as heaven, and sky is not as good as adding chaos.

The corners of Yuan Ao Ce's eyes twitched, "Aren't you going to tell me..."

"To dig a grave?" Ji Wudi continued.

Zuo Siwen immediately lowered his face, "Master! No matter how much you mess around, I can let you go, but such rebellious words are really unbearable!"

Ji Wudi wondered: "I just want to say that if you dig a grave, I will definitely oppose it to the end."

Zuo Siwen's expression softened, and he said with relief: "Master, I'm the one who is too impatient."

"Ah Zuo," Ji Wudi lowered his head and said sadly, "I found out that you always think of me badly."

"Because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment," Zuo Siwen said with emotion, "so it is better to snuff out all hope and wait for the occasional miracle."

After chewing his words several times, Ji Wudi said happily, "So, I always create miracles unconsciously?"

……

Yuan Aozai looked at Zuo Siwen sympathetically.

Zuo Siwen looked up at the sky.

On the way back, Ji Wudi kept comforting Yuan Aozec, "Although the sword is gone, it's good that people are fine."

……

So should he be glad that it was only his sword that was buried with him, not his people?

Yuan Aozec thought angrily.

"By the way, Ah Ce, since your sword is gone, why don't we get a new one? Anyway, if you don't get the old one, you won't get the new one." Ji Wudi patted his chest and said, "I'll pay for it."

Yuan Aozec sneered and said, "How can an ordinary sword be worthy of me?"

Ji Wudi said, "So Ah Ce is going to fight the world with his bare hands?"

unarmed?

Then his shadow swordsmanship is useless for heroes?

Yuan Aozec was tangled.

But no matter how tangled he was, he didn't even think about prying open Ji Huihuang's grave and taking out the sword.After all, he still admired Ji Huihuang.Back then, he was able to capture him alive within a hundred moves. I'm afraid that even the current self may not be able to match this level of skill.

Because of this admiration, even though he was imprisoned for eight years, deep down in his heart, he never felt any hatred towards him.In his mind, the winner is the king, which is the most natural thing.I am not as skilled as others, and I really have nothing to complain about.

It's a pity that the hero died young, otherwise, he would still want to see him again.

"A Ce, I think you'd better play a sword. I know Lao Wang, he can play swords beautifully, and the patterns on it are more beautiful than hairpins." Ji Wudi said as he took out his wallet and poured out the broken silver. On the palm of your hand, count bit by bit.

……

What is more regrettable than the premature death of a hero is that there is no successor.

Yuan Aozec sighed.

Lao Wang blacksmiths.

Lao Wang showed off the swords hanging on the wall one by one.

"Here, this sword is modeled after the Qingqing City school. Look at the patterns on the scabbard, how delicate it is. Although there is no word Qingcheng on the sword..." He lowered his voice, "But if you want, I will I can also engrave it for you."

Ji Wudi took the sword and praised: "Good sword."

Yuan Aozec sneered, stretched out his hand and drew his sword.

"A Ce, do you like it?" Ji Wudi's eyes lit up.

Yuan Aozai put his right index finger on the sword, and flicked it lightly.

choke.

A crisp sound.

The sword snapped at the sound.

The broken sword fell to the ground with another crisp sound.

Pharaoh and Ji Wudi were stunned.

half an hour.

Lao Wang stammered, "This sword is worth five taels."

Ji Wudi silently took out the silver, then leaned over and picked up the sword, ready to leave.

Old Wang felt a little uneasy holding the money, and said in a low voice, "Why don't I repair the sword for you?"

Yuan Aozec didn't wait for Ji Wudi to answer, and said, "Do you think I'm free and always like to break my sword?" To fight an enemy with this sword, it's really better to fight with bare hands.

Ji Wudi looked at him, then at the sword, then turned to Old Wang and said, "Is there anything stronger?"

"Sturdy?" Old Wang thought for a while, and said, "Wait a minute." He turned and entered the door, and came out after a long time with a thick back knife, "Here, this one is strong."

Yuan Aoce said angrily, "Which eye of yours thinks it looks like a sword?"

The old king said: "Of course it is not a sword. How gorgeous and elegant a sword is, how can it compare with it."

Seeing that Yuan Aozec was not happy, Ji Wudi could only say, "Is there nothing else?"

Old Wang said: "If you want to be strong, there is only this kind."

"Strong?" Yuan Aocai reached out to take the knife, and with another flick, the blade broke in two, "Where do you think it's strong?"

……

Old Wang said: "This is two liang."

Ji Wudi came out of the blacksmith shop together with Yuan Aocai, holding a broken knife and sword and a shriveled money bag.

"A Ce."

"Ok?"

"You said why didn't my father be buried with this sword? It's so beautiful." This will neither waste nor make Yuan Aocai useless for the sword.

Yuan Aozec pondered and said, "I probably don't like the Qingcheng School."