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Today is the busiest day of the Huaicheng Martial Arts Tournament, and many people came from other places overnight to watch this afternoon's martial arts contest.

This year is indeed unprecedented. The apprentices of Nanling and Beigui will compete on the stage of the conference.

If someone watched the martial arts competition for two days, they would definitely find that Yan Yigu's apprentice, Zhuzibai, was the most daring among the contestants.

It seems that there is no routine move, but it completely inherits the ruthlessness of Ghost Face Yigu.

And Song Zhiyuan, the last disciple of Lingjing, the last challenger, is also a formidable character. It's really hard to say who will win this year.

"Xiao Ao, who do you think will be the champion this year?"

Mei Shuli couldn't stand the weird atmosphere at the dinner table, so he had no choice but to pick up the topic first.

"do not know."

"This gambling house is betting on this year's tournament leader, and I plan to buy a few bets." Mei Shuli looked at Ji Yu again, "What does Junqin think?"

Ji Yu glanced at Mei Shuao who was eating with his head down, and said, "The bamboo is white."

"Junqin really understands me. I also think about Zhuzibai. His master is a ruthless character who took most of our little Ao's life. Naturally, his apprentice will be no different."

Mei Shuli wanted to continue talking, but was startled by Mei Shuao's eyes, so he shut up.

Mei Shuli always felt that from the first time he saw Mei Shuao in the morning, he felt an indescribable depression pervading the Mei house.

Now this feeling of depression is even stronger, Mei Shuli finished the porridge in the bowl in two or three gulps.

"Xiao Ao, Junqin, I'm going to take a look at the casino, you guys take your time."

Before the two could speak, Mei Shuli hurried out.

Mei Shuli stretched indistinctly on the street, lamenting that it's better to be outside, then waved the folding fan again, transformed into a young man in his prime, and walked into the gambling house step by step.

"Juan Qin..." Seeing that Ji Yu was about to leave after finishing his meal, Mei Shuao called him quickly.

Ji Yu stopped, "What's wrong?"

"I thought you would ignore me."

"Why ignore you?"

Mei Shuao couldn't bear to recall the stupid things he said last night.

Ji Yu looked at Mei Shuao's blushing cheeks again, and walked to the side yard as usual. Ji Yu planned to pack his luggage. After the martial arts conference was over, he would not continue to live in Mei Shuli's place.

After the meal, Mei Shuao practiced sword in the yard a little restlessly.

Suddenly a servant interrupted Mei Shuao's tactic, "I report to Young Master Mei, there is a young master named Wu Sheng asking to see you."

Mei Shuao handed over the sword in his hand to the young servant, after thinking about it, he took back his own sword, put it on the stone table beside him, and said to the young servant: "You go to Mr. Ji Yu and say that there are friends coming to see you in the hall."

After speaking, he hurried to the main room alone.

Seeing that the person who came was Mei Shuao, Wu Sheng felt a little disappointed, and hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Wu Sheng has seen Mr. Mei."

Mei Shuao also politely returned the salute, Wu Sheng took off his costume and wore a dark blue silk dress, looking much more energetic.

"Wu Sheng." Ji Yu also walked in at this time.

"Junqin remembers our agreement." Wu Sheng smiled, "If you don't remember, I'm embarrassed to stay here anymore."

The last time Wu Sheng made an appointment with Ji Yu in the theater, he came here to watch the martial arts competition with him on the third day of the martial arts conference.

"I've already told Shu Li that we'll go to watch the martial arts competition together in the afternoon." Seeing that Wu Sheng was absent-minded, Ji Yu said, "Shu Li has something to come back later, you can play chess with me for a while."

Wu Sheng responded with a smile, and followed Ji Yu to the small garden in the backyard.

Mei Shu proudly sees the two people playing chess by themselves, and her heart goes out of her way.

It happened that the servant girl was carrying the brewed tea and wanted to give it to the two chess players in the pavilion, Mei Shuao waved to the little servant girl and let her go down, and brought the tea to the small pavilion by herself.

Putting the plate aside, Mei Shuao poured two cups of tea, picked up a cup and put it next to Ji Yu, "Junqin, drink tea."

Ji Yu nodded to him.

Mei Shuao picked up the second cup, wanted to drink it by himself, but good upbringing made him serve the guests first, and served it to Wu Sheng.

"Master Laomei." Wu Sheng took the teacup with both hands, very polite.

Wu Sheng didn't have much interest in playing chess. After losing a game, he didn't want to play any more. Instead, he asked Mei Shuao if he wanted to play another game.

Mei Shuao naturally agreed.

Wu Sheng walked around the garden a few times by himself, this was his second visit to this place, two years ago, Mei Shuli was regarded as a kind of courtesy to Ji Yu's friends, and he also invited Wu Sheng to his home.

Now two years have passed, except for occasionally encountering Mei Shuli, who is passing by in the street, nodding and smiling at him, Wu Sheng has never had any interaction with Mei Shuli again.

After all, Wu Sheng was a guest, or a guest who came to him on his own initiative, so he couldn't go anywhere else, so he had to sit under a big tree not far from the small pavilion.

There are several stone benches under the big tree, and Wu Sheng is not far away, watching Ji Yu's concentration when playing chess, don't know when we can meet today.

The Go board is already full of black and white pieces, and it's Ji Yu's turn to make a move.

As soon as Ji Yu put down a sunspot, his brows frowned. This step was wrong.

Mei Shuao stared at Ji Yu's eyebrows, thinking of a man and a woman who played chess at Pavilion Shu Qing yesterday.The woman made a wrong move, and the man said to him, "If you kiss me once, I will make you regret the move. I don't know if the woman kissed me in the end."

Mei Shuao was obsessed with the white piece, and did not play for a long time, "Does Junqin want to regret the chess?"

"No regrets." Ji Yu actually smiled.

"Then you're going to lose." Mei Shuao was not polite, and the outcome of the chess game was decided.

Ji Yu put the chess pieces in his hand into a small box and said, "I admit defeat."

"Where is Junqin playing chess with Xiaoao?" At this time, Mei Shuli came over with a bright face. He bet a lot of money on Zhuzibai at the gambling house. Zhuzibai is not well-known in the world, and the odds for betting on Zhuzibai are not bad. .

"Brother, Wu Sheng is here." Mei Shuao signaled Mei Shuli with his eyes.

Only then did Mei Shuli see Wu Sheng not far away, and Wu Sheng bent his eyes, walked up to Mei Shuli, and said, "Master Mei, long time no see."

"Wu Sheng, you're finally here. Yesterday Junqin told me that I've been waiting until now." Mei Shuli said, his image of Wu Sheng is that of a celebrity in Youyu Theater, with a face always smiling Yes, I have a good relationship with Ji Yu.

Knowing that the words were polite, Wu Sheng's smile deepened, "Today I have to trouble Mr. Mei to entertain you."

"Where is it?" Mei Shuli was obviously in a good mood.

At noon, the group rushed to the competition arena after eating. Just like in previous years, before the competition started, Mei Shuli was invited by some people to discuss business matters together.

Unlike Mei Shuli, Ji Yu didn't want to go to the stands on the second floor, and Wu Sheng came early just to get a good seat. I thought they came early enough, but the huge venue was still full of people.

It can be seen that the reputation of Nanling and Beigui has a lot of people this year.

Ji Yu and the two couldn't find a suitable place, so they had to go to the second floor with Mei Shuao, where there was a stand for Mei Shuli.

Not long after the three of them were seated, they heard someone coming from the next door. The voices were Xue Hongyi's brother and sister.

Seeing that Ji Yu was silent and Mei Shuao didn't speak, Xue Hongyi obviously didn't realize that the people separated by a screen were Mei Shuao and Ji Yu.

It was the first time for Wu Sheng to sit in the stands on the second floor. He was a little nervous watching the people downstairs. Wu Sheng was used to singing on the platform, but he didn't expect to be able to sit upstairs one day and watch the people downstairs.

After waiting for a while, the final contest officially began.

The stage was dazzled, but Wu Sheng didn't have the extra energy to watch, but kept looking for Mei Shuli's figure.

A stick of incense passed, and before Mei Shuli came up, Wu Sheng couldn't sit still and wanted to go downstairs for a walk.

Wu Shengfuer said to Ji Yu, "I'll go for convenience, and I'll be back later."

Ji Yu nodded.

Mei Shuao tilted her head and looked at Ji Yu, thinking that Ji Yu would explain what Wu Sheng was doing.

As a result, Ji Yu glanced at Mei Shuao, then stared intently at the two people on the stage.

The crowd around the martial arts stage let out exclamations and cheers as Zhuzibai and Song Zhiyuan competed on the stage.

In contrast, the second floor is much quieter.

"I think Song Zhiyuan is no match for Zhuzibai."

Xue Hongyi's voice sounded from next door.

"Why? I think Zhu Zibai's expression is not quite right, as if he can't hold on anymore."

Xue Jingrou's coquettish voice made Mei Shuao feel a little uncomfortable. When I first met Xue Jingrou yesterday, I didn't feel anything. After listening to Xue Jingrou's words about Ji Yu, I don't like anything about her.

"Of course your brother knows that he fought against him. That person has always had this expression. This year, Bamboo will definitely win for nothing."

Mei Shuao tilted her head and whispered in Ji Yu's ear: "I think it's also a win for nothing, Song Zhiyuan took too much into account."

The hot air blew into Ji Yu's ears, causing his eyes to change slightly, and he turned his head silently, away from Mei Shuao.

"Didn't Shuli make another fortune?" Ji Yu whispered.

Mei Shuao smiled fearlessly, his cousin really has nothing but money left over, the annual 100 taels of gold is not a small amount, of course he must find a way to earn it back from other sources.

"Jun...Junqin!" Suddenly Mei Shuli ran to the second floor in a panic, with a terrified expression: "Go and see Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng he...he..."

Seeing Mei Shuli's blood-stained hands, Ji Yu felt cold, but said calmly, "Where is Wu Sheng? Take me there."

Only then did Mei Shuli lead the way hastily.

Mei Shuao had never seen such a flustered Mei Shuli, and followed closely.

It just so happened that a burst of exclamation from downstairs suppressed the sound caused by Mei Shuli's appearance, and no one on the second floor noticed anything abnormal.

But Xue Hongyi saw Mei Shuli with blood on his hands, told Xue Jingrou something was up, and followed quietly, wanting to see what happened.

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