[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

The sound of "哗啦啦" resounded between the sky and the earth, with the vigorous momentum of a waterfall falling down, accompanied by lightning and thunder that appeared from time to time in the black night sky, and the rain washed violently on the ground, and there were a lot of people on the ground. The posture of washing away all the dust on the body.The downpour has been pouring since the afternoon until now, and there is still no sign of stopping.

The lively night market in the past has become extremely empty, and there is not a single person on the street.Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the night sky, suddenly illuminating one side of the sky. At the same time, a black shadow shuttled through the majestic heavy rain like a gust of wind. The trees covered his figure, and when the sky darkened again, the black clothes and the dark night had already merged into one.

A group of people and horses followed closely behind the black shadow, and the strong horses stepped on the wet ground, splashing clusters of water.The strong men on the horses wore uniform standard knives, and their hostile faces looked very fierce. They looked around, clearly looking for something.

The burly man in blue at the head of the team wore a bamboo hat and coir raincoat, with a pair of tiger eyes sharp, looking sharply at every corner of his sight.It's just that he was doomed to be disappointed, the excessive rain completely wiped out all possible traces and clues.After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the young man in white, "Young Master Tang, what do you think we should do now?"

"Keep chasing. He hit my Flame and couldn't run very far.Besides, he stole Bing Po, how would he explain to Elder Qian if he didn't get it back. "The figure of the man in white is very thin, like a slender bamboo pole, which is very strange among a group of burly men. The man's narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and his eyes are flickering, as if thinking about something. "If we can catch the strange thief Honglian this time, we will be able to show our face in the Jianghu. "

The strong man in blue nodded and said yes, and skillfully directed a group of people to divide into three groups to continue the search.One group of people and horses went along the way they came, while the other two groups of people and horses chased in two different directions where the street forked.

The man in black who was hiding under the tall trees and their shadows came out. When the lightning flashed across the sky again, the man's face was illuminated in an instant. On his white face soaked by the rain, red lotus flowers appeared The totem winds up from the mandible along the left cheek, which is creepy and coquettish, making him look like a ghost coming out of the "Shan Hai Jing".

The rain continued to pour from above, his clothes were completely soaked, and they were tightly attached to his skin, and the sticky feeling really made him feel uncomfortable.It's just that compared to the pain in the whole body as if being burned by a raging fire at this moment, this is simply a drop in the bucket.The right hand couldn't help clutching his chest, the man's figure was trembling faintly, there were drops of water dripping from his forehead, mixed with the rainwater, rolling down together.

-Tap, tap, tap

There was a sound of hoofbeats from a distance.

The man raised his head suddenly, holding his breath for vigilance, but saw a delicate-looking carriage driving towards the direction where he was standing from the end of the street.

"Woo-oh--"

The two running horses neighed suddenly, and then stopped their horseshoes. No matter how the coachman drove them, they refused to take a single step forward.

"what happened?"

Behind the water-blue cloth curtain embroidered with dark patterns of silver thread, the young man's clear voice sounded.

"Master, the horse suddenly stopped going." The driver replied very respectfully, "I'll go down and have a look."

At the same time as he finished speaking, the coachman jumped off the carriage and walked to the side of the horse to check the situation.

"Don't move, the needle is highly poisonous." The moment the coachman left, the man quietly jumped into the carriage, lifted the curtain, and under the astonished and surprised gaze of the young man, he bowed and held the needle with one hand. The boy's left shoulder pulled him slightly towards him, suppressing all his possible resistance, and at the same time, his right hand quickly pressed a very thin silver needle to the boy's neck.This series of movements was fast and smooth, almost in the blink of an eye, the boy was held hostage by him.

The carriage was not narrow, but when there was another person beside the boy, the space became obviously crowded.

Whether it's the close contact with the man that makes the clothes wet, or the warm breath that is close at hand brushes the back of the neck from time to time, for the teenager with a little cleanliness, it is not a pleasant experience.

He frowned, suppressing the disgust in his heart, and asked the servant in a very natural tone, as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle Zhang, how are you?"

After checking, the coachman found nothing abnormal, so he returned to the car, "It's strange, there is nothing on the road, I'll try again." He tried to wave his whip again, and the carriage drove normally, just like the previous one. The anomaly was just his hallucination, he couldn't figure it out, and sighed that it was weird.

After the carriage resumed driving, the man was practicing his skills while distractingly looking at this unlucky boy who appeared in a coincidence.It has to be said that his appearance is very delicate, with red lips and white teeth, sculpted eyebrows and bright eyes, he is extremely handsome.In contrast, his clothes are very simple, there is no fancy decoration on the pure blue shirt, but although the style of the clothes is simple, its value is not so simple.From this, it can explain the wealth of the teenager's family.

However, what caught the man's attention the most was the boy's expression at the moment, the silver needle glowing green was clearly on his neck, but he was calm and calm, he was really an interesting boy.Can ordinary people raise such a boy?The answer is obviously no, and the man is able to judge almost immediately that he must be born into a family.

However, at this moment, there was another intensive sound of horseshoes. Judging from the sound, there were at least seven or eight people.In this kind of weather, who else would go out in a group, and just happened to appear here, a gleam of light flashed across the man's dark eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"We're looking for someone."

……

"It's my young master in the car, he must not be the one you are looking for!"

"Stop talking nonsense with this old guy, just search!"

……

"You can't—"

"Stop rambling, go aside!"

The carriage was forced to stop, and when the driver argued with several strong men, he was pushed to the ground.

With a "swipe", the cloth curtain was lifted up by the headed strong man in blue.

I saw-

On the thick brocade silk satin, a young man in green shirt pressed on the body of a young man wearing only underwear.The young man's hair was messy, half of his cheeks were hidden under the thin light green silk quilt, and only the mediocre face on the right was exposed.And the inner clothes seemed to have slipped off the white and round shoulders due to being pulled by an external force.

The eyes crossed inadvertently, and the strong man looked away almost in the next instant.It's just that, but it can't slow down his heartbeat that quickens because of those black eyes that are as bright as lake water, filled with hazy and ambiguous.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi again, the other party held the young man's hand on his chest with one hand, his cheeks were flushed, and his expression was annoyed, which seemed to be the displeasure after a good thing was interrupted.

No matter how well-informed the strong man is, he did not expect to see such a scene. He didn't know how to react for a while, and he was almost unable to speak neatly. After the affordable and exquisite accessories, he restrained his arrogance, and expressed his apology in more modest words, "Excuse me." At the same time, he put down the curtain.

As soon as he said it, he regretted it.

This wasn't another reminder to these two that they had ruined a "good thing", typical of which pot was left unopened, but he really didn't know what to say.After waving to his companions, he got on his horse and led them away together.

"Brother, I didn't see that young man clearly just now, is it alright?"

Just now asked a person who followed closely beside the strong man in blue.

"It's not necessary." The blue-clothed man known as the big brother shook his head, "The strange thief Honglian can't be that young man. It's raining so hard, he's not wearing a coir raincoat, he's bound to get wet, and I just took a closer look, Whether it was the two of them or the carriage, there were no obvious large water stains."

"Maybe Honglian used her internal energy to evaporate the moisture?"

"Then have you noticed that the place near the car is a bit wet? If he used his internal strength in a hurry, he would definitely not take such a small place into consideration."

In panic, it is impossible for human behavior to pay attention to every detail.No matter how smart a person is, there will be times when he keeps secrets and neglects them.

"What's more, you think that Mr. Tang's poison is just for show. It's impossible for him to remain so nonchalant after using his internal power recklessly. With that young man—" He paused for a moment, then walked around nonchalantly, "The most important thing is, what are you doing?" The old man recently had the idea of ​​washing his hands and becoming an official in the court. You have seen the appearance in the carriage, and the clothes on the young man. Even if he is not a high-ranking official, he must be a descendant of a family. Maybe I won't see them again in the future, if you do too much, it will not be conducive to the old man's official career."

The mind of this strong man in blue is obviously not as rough as his appearance. It is not unreasonable for him to be highly valued by his master. He is cautious and knows how to advance and retreat, making his companions feel ashamed.

The coachman stood up after the fall. Due to the height difference in his field of vision, he did not see what happened in the carriage just now.As a specially trained servant, he would not casually lift the curtain to check on his young master's condition, but after sitting back on the carriage, he asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

"Stop talking nonsense and drive your car."

What responded to him was the boy's extremely angry answer.

The coachman understood that the young master must be angry because of the collision just now, so he wisely stopped talking and started to drive the horse again.

Although this chaos has become a thing of the past, the two people in the car still maintain an ambiguous posture of going up and down.

And it seemed that the young man was holding the young man's hand on his chest, but in fact, he was trying hard to open the other's hand holding the silver needle.

"Why, you still don't get up from me, are you so reluctant to part with me?"

Seeing the crisis over, the young man in black breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time joked about the boy with great interest.

The young man glared at him fiercely, let go of his hand, and after the young man moved his head to reveal the other half of his face, he was surprised to see the bewitching red lotus flower on the other's left cheek.

"You are the Phantom Thief Crimson Lotus."

He was sure.

Recently, a big thief appeared in the south of the Yangtze River. As long as he liked gold, silver, treasures, and secret weapons, all of them were in his pocket. The targets he chose for committing crimes were not fixed. You can guess his intentions, although this person is not easy to catch, but it is very easy to recognize, because he has a red lotus totem painted on his face, so the world calls him "Strange Thief Red Lotus".

"It turns out that the young master is also interested in Jianghu?" Maybe it was because he wanted to divert his attention, or maybe it was just his nature.The young man's words were not serious, it was completely teasing.He put down the silver needle that intimidated the young man, and gathered the jacket over his shoulders.Even if his current condition is not that good, he can still restrain the young man with a snap of his fingers. At first, he was just worried that he might panic and yell, which led to the pursuit of soldiers.

The young man gave a cold snort, got up from the young man, sat aside, his expression returned to the previous indifference.

"What if you're interested, and what if you're not interested? The ghost thief Honglian is probably going to disappear after tonight."

Although he concealed it very squarely just now, but now the other party is short of breath, and his ashen complexion is telling the young man who has taught himself medical skills that the young man's condition is very bad.

Such a poisonous tongue.The young man smiled and put on his coat in disbelief.

The young man was right, if he didn't heal his injuries properly, he might really have no future.

To be poisoned, and to act recklessly, it was so bad.

It's all his fault for underestimating the enemy.A member of the Tang Sect and a meticulous guard leader, the combination of the two made him so embarrassed.However, he had good luck tonight, and the young man looked at the young man again, maintaining a smiling expression, which was unpredictable.

The author has something to say: finally finished!Come on, tomorrow is, burn it, little universe!

first class

The wheels of the car kept turning in the rain, and the two people in the car were silent.

About two minutes later, the carriage drove into a tall courtyard.

"Master, the master told you to go to his place once after you come back."

As soon as the carriage stopped at the side of the stable, a servant rushed over with an umbrella.

The young man clearly saw the impatience in the young man's eyes when the servant said the word "Master".

A rebellious boy?The corner of the mouth curled into a strange arc.

He turned sideways to the young man, and under his slightly disgusted eyes, lowered his voice next to his ear, and said word by word, "Help me, I can give you what you want—"

"Don't you want to be manipulated by others? I can help you. Whether it's inexhaustible wealth in a lifetime, or martial arts that are enough to stand out from the crowd."

The bewitching voice lingered in the carriage, and also lingered in the boy's heart.

"Why should I trust you?"

Why, not why.

The young man's smile deepened.

Language is sometimes a hint.

"Think about it, no one can force you to do what you don't want to do, unrestrained, free, what a wonderful life it is." Although the young man has never tried to abduct minors, it seems that this will not be the case. A difficult thing.

While he was randomly compiling dozens of records of rebellious teenagers in his mind, it was about - I am lonely, no one understands me, adults always plan all the roads, completely ignoring my thoughts and so on , while saying, "You can completely dominate your ideals, life, love, relatives or strangers, no one can interfere with you anymore."

"If you miss this time, you don't know how long you will have to wait for the next time."

After saying this, the young man looked at the young man's hesitant eyes with great interest, letting him struggle fiercely in his heart.

Along the way, the boy was only really angry when he forcibly pulled him down on his body. No matter how calm and mature he always behaved, the young man admired him very much, but he also understood that he was just a teenager. Maturity doesn't change that fact.

"I want you to teach me martial arts."

Faster than the young man imagined, the young man made a choice, a choice that changed his entire life.

"as you wish."

The young man showed his face, he must have succeeded in "abduction".

Many years later, whenever he thought of this so-called "abduction", he would feel so naive.

Exactly who "abducted" whom, there is no way to tell clearly.

The young man got out of the carriage, and did not go to the study to meet his father as the servant said, but led the way for the young man who was hidden by the side.

After crossing the main house and passing through the south-facing arched doorway, it seems to enter an independent house again.Even in the dark night, the good night vision of a martial arts practitioner is enough for a young man to see all the pavilions, terraces and buildings, and the flowers and plants, but in fact this is just a separate garden.

The deeper you go, the fewer people there are. It can be seen that young people are extremely quiet.

The young man simply stopped covering up and walked beside the young man swaggeringly.

On the corridor, the lamp hair made of pure white glass is exquisite and unique, exuding a soft light, like a jade pot of clear ice, refreshing the mind.One left and one right, the figures of the two overlapped and reflected on the wall.

The teenager brought the youth to his bedroom.It's not that there are no guest rooms in his home, it's just that there are no guest rooms in his other garden.Even though he was a bit unwilling, the young man could only place the young man in his own residence before making any plans.And I have to say, because of Xi Jing's relationship, the place where he lives is indeed the least crowded in the mansion, which is also good for the youth to hide.

After the boy left, the young man sat on the couch, crossed his legs, and began to exercise.

It's not that I haven't thought about following the young man to the study room to play a guest role as a "gentleman on the beam". After all, fools also need accurate information.Don’t you see which of those magic sticks didn’t start to point out the maze of life after asking them one by one?It's just that his injury is imminent, and he is trying to force his internal strength, and Tangmen Lieyan is not a low-level drug used by third-rate people who run the world.

Concentrating and calming down, he closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, he discovered that he had an opportunity to break through the fourth layer of the Eight Cold Red Lotus.

It's really a blessing in disguise for Sewen.

It turns out that the eight cold red lotus is a martial art suitable for the cultivation of pure yin physique, and its internal strength is cold, which properly restrains the burning of the flames.He suddenly remembered what the "predecessors" said that after reaching the fourth level, the internal force will decrease, but it is not the case. This is the "purification" of internal force. People in this era do not have this awareness, so the practitioners of the eight cold red lotus Most of them think that they have become obsessed, but they don't know that the internal force is becoming more pure. After the quantitative change reaches a certain level, there will be a qualitative change.

After the boy finished his conversation with his father, he returned to the house and saw such a scene.

The young man was meditating on the couch, and white smoke rose slowly above his head. He thought it was a red lotus painted with special paint, which was gradually fading until it disappeared completely, as if it had melted into the youth's body. Under the skin, it was very treacherous.But after a while, it slowly spread out until it covered his left cheek. This red totem was like a living lotus, blooming again after withering, but the color became relatively lighter.

After a stick of incense, the young man opened his eyes.He began to restore the color of his face, which made the young man more curious about the so-called martial arts - what kind of magical power it is, which can affect people's life and health.

The young man relaxed his arms and legs, and reclined lazily on the couch.Most of the poison in the body has been forced out, only a part of the residual poison remains in the body.But in the carriage before, in order to steam dry the clothes and satin, he forcibly stimulated his internal energy, which accelerated the spread of the toxin and made his body's recovery take more time.This is also the reason why he needs the help of a teenager. A quiet and safe place is essential for him now.

"What's your name, young master?"

The young man pursed his lips, slightly dissatisfied with the young man's deliberate emphasis on the word "small", as if all children longed to be recognized and treated equally as an adult, but he still answered——

"Yaoshi Huang."

The young man's heart moved, "Huang Yaoshi, Huang Yaoshi." He whispered the name twice, his black eyes suddenly flashed unpredictable streamers, and his spirit was high, "Good name, really good name."

Li Jingwen, one of the Three Heroes of the Wind and Dust, is proficient in everything, and the future Huang Yaoshi is not ashamed of his name.

No wonder, when he touched his skeleton in the carriage, he found that it was a martial arts prodigy, which was rare in a hundred years.If he is really one of the future Central Plains Five Absolutes—Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, there is nothing to be surprised about.

The young man is in a really good mood right now.

The flames of the Tang Sect made him break through the fourth floor of the Eight Cold Red Lotus.And now, let him meet Huang Yaoshi——

Maybe others think of Huang Yaoshi, think back to his handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, or he is deviant, arrogant and unruly, or he is omnipotent except for giving birth to children...

There are too many advantages in this person, except for the loss of his wife, he is a well-deserved son of heaven.

Only youth is different.

What he thought of was Huang Yaoshi's "absolute" character, his absolute infatuation for his wife, and his absolute cruelty for severely punishing his disciples for stealing scriptures.

Such a person, if he is not too smart, is really a good target to use.

Because he will be very good to the people he believes in, and he will be extremely evil to the people he hates.

"My name is not Honglian, Lian Qing is my name."

He changed his mind.

The future Dongxie deserves different "treatment".

"If you want to learn martial arts from me, you must worship me as your teacher."

Lian Qing is very clear about whether there is a difference in the status of master and apprentice in this era.

It is also teaching him martial arts, but the difference in mood is like the difference between clouds and mud.

"Let's do the teacher's salute."

He said in an almost commanding tone.

Huang Yaoshi stood where he was and did nothing.In his opinion, learning martial arts in exchange is different from worshiping this person as a teacher.It can be said that since he was born, he has never worshiped others as his teacher.There is not necessarily an absolute causal relationship between teaching lessons and apprenticeship.He is grateful to those who taught him, but the difference in ideas prevents him from respecting them sincerely.There are even some people that he disdains to associate with.

He is a proud man.

He is so arrogant that he will not casually worship just one person as his teacher.

"Why, don't you even know how to worship a teacher?"

The light tone was accompanied by sharp words.

At the same time, Lian Qing's lazy gaze became awe-inspiring, and an invisible pressure radiated from the surroundings.It was like a sword coming out of its scabbard, sharp and sharp, which made Huang Yaoshi feel a potential danger.

Huang Yaoshi still didn't move, but stubbornly met Lian Qing's eyes.

Like a young animal, brave and vigilant.

Lian Qing smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Kneel, or die, you choose one."

The invisible oppression intensified a bit, forcing Huang Yaoshi to gasp involuntarily.

"I'll count to three, and after three, you don't have to answer again."

Because the dead don't answer

Lian Qing believes that the young man in front of him should understand what is meant by "a man who knows current affairs is a hero".Even if he can't figure it out, he doesn't care if he destroys the so-called plot, so what if he kills the future Dongxie?As a living person, he can do whatever he can.Being bound by a copy of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is ridiculous.

"one--"

Huang Yaoshi clutched his chest and didn't move.

"two--"

Lian Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"three--"

"Boom-"

"Good boy."

Lian Qing's expression softened all of a sudden, he watched Huang Yaoshi kowtow to him, then got up, walked to his side, and helped him up from the ground.

Even though Huang Yaoshi tried his best to relax his expression, Lian Qing could still see it in his eyes—unwillingness, anger, and hatred.Let an arrogant person bow down, if he does not have negative emotions, then this person is either deeply scheming and good at hiding, or he is not a truly arrogant person at all.

"Pharmacist." Lian Qing called the boy's name affectionately, "You are so weak now, there are countless people in the world who can easily kill you. So what about the children of the aristocratic family? Protected by some third-rate warriors." Most truly strong men disdain to be bodyguards. "And in this world, the most reliable person is yourself, not outsiders."

"The first thing I teach you is to let you see clearly that in this world where the jungle preys on the weak, strength is everything. I can make you submit because I am stronger than me. If one day, you become stronger than me Strong, I will also surrender to you."

The author has something to say: three chapters a week, so I can catch up with the original progress in two months~ If there are four chapters a week, one and a half months is enough, um, burn it, little universe!