Jade bone ice muscle

After sending the master away, Yu Wuque naturally still had to do what he should do. If the crane is not here, he is the master of the Floating Sky Palace. He hasn't returned home for half a year. Many things are left to him to deal with, so he knows that he is famous. It's not like Taiwei Shangxian just stays in the palace and doesn't hear what's going on outside the window.

At least the people outside can really send letters, spring plowing and autumn harvest, thunder and rain, all kinds of trivial farming and mulberry matters, involving the puppets distributed by the Fukong Temple, Crane Bugui will arrange every detail every year.

Now this task is in the hands of him and Kong Zhi, neither of them dare to neglect, even though the processing is slower, it is still orderly.

Yu Wuque was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, he didn't miss his homework and manual work, he was already practicing swords in the martial arts field before the rooster crowed in the morning, and when the time came, he rolled up his books and went down the mountain to go to class, and had lunch at the canteen at the foot of the mountain to continue Studying, going back to Fukong Temple at night to deal with hastily, and then busy with Yanjia endorsement, often lighting up lights and fighting until dawn.

If you are not in the world of comprehension, but in the world of ordinary people, I am afraid that you will be able to pass the exam.

Wu's writing is fine.

Even Kong Zhi teased him, do you want to increase your monthly salary by working so hard, and marry Master into the door as soon as possible.

Yu Wuque laughed at him as being vulgar, could the hard work be for money and other external things? This six months of traveling down the mountain has taught him one thing. If he is not strong enough, he cannot protect the person he wants to protect. In the past, he wanted to not return to school with He Skills and inheriting the mantle are all things to talk about, but not now.

Yu Wuque said: "I want to be better than the master, proficient in everything, and I can easily grasp it. Even if the master stays at home forever, there is nothing for him to worry about."

Kong Zhi gave a thumbs up: "So ambitious!"

But it's really a young man's ambition, dare to say anything, as long as you are happy.

This time back to the mountain, there is one more distressing thing. In the past, except for the little friends who grew up together, no one would deliberately seek friendship.

Now that he has gained some fame, from time to time, unfamiliar disciples will invite him to dinner and drink. After school, I only go to accompany my grandma.

The grandson went out for a long trip, and suddenly he jumped a lot, and he still has strong muscles. He walked vigorously and vigorously at every step, and the old man was very happy to see it.Yu Wuque hadn't been home for a long time. When he got home, he first piled up the things he bought for half the room, and then beat around.

The leaky eaves, the leaky windows, the creaking door panels, and the crooked fences have all been carefully tidied up.

Don't forget to pester grandma to learn a few more side dishes and expand the menu so that someone can get fatter.

Guan Xia watched from the sidelines for a few days, then slapped him hard on the butt: "Stinky boy, do you have a sweetheart?"

"Grandma, what kind of eyes do you have?" Yu Wuque said guiltily, "Can you see that too?"

"It has nothing to do with my eyes, it's you who keep on giggling." Guan Xia said cheerfully, "Either you made a fortune or you have a sweetheart. I know my grandson, and you don't love money, so it can only be a descendant. By."

"Which girl?"

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Does your temperament fit well with you? With your rotten body, will people look down on you?"

"When will you bring it back for me to see?"

"When do you plan to let grandma carry her great-grandson?"

Yu Wuque: "..."

Beauty is really the most beautiful in the world. As long as you coax yourself, it doesn't matter whether you are compatible or not. It seems that you have seen it a long time ago. As for the great-grandson, you probably can't count on it.

Yu Wuque was left speechless by the question, he only dared to answer in his heart and dared not admit it with his mouth, he hesitated to make a general statement, but Guan Xia changed the subject: "You are now at the age of serious cultivation, we will talk about it when you have made achievements. Marriage is about marriage, if that girl also cares about you, don't worry about it for a while, so that you can learn from Taiwei Shangxian, it is not easy to become a teacher, don't disappoint Shangxian's good intentions."

Live up to not let up, the most daring thing to live up to is the crane not returning.

Yu Wuque quickly agreed, feeling elated.

"Is Wuque there?" Yue Tingfang stood in the courtyard, leaning on the fence and looking inside, "Grandma Guanxia, ​​I'm here to look for Wuque."

Yu Wuque wiped his hands on the apron all over, but when he came out, he saw Yue Tingfang's expression was very bad, so he pulled him to a corner and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Yue Tingfang said: "You accompany me to the next mountain trip to Feiliu City."

Feiliu City is the nearest town to Tianji Palace. It is prosperous and prosperous. Disciples have banquets and compradors like to go there.

Yu Wuque asked, "An appointment?"

"En." Yue Tingfang said in a low voice, "Sect Master Zhang of Xiaoyao Court sent someone to send a message. It's hard to say in the letter, and it's too eye-catching to reach Tianji Palace. I want to ask in person."

It was related to his own mother, Yue Tingfang wanted to ask clearly, but seeing that there was something wrong with the Immortal Gate of the Shizong's power, Yu Wuque immediately said: "Let's go now, you wait for me to come down."

Yu Wuque pointed in the room, insisting on forcing Guan Xia to talk about the missing items at home, and immediately said that he would go to Feiliu City to buy them.

Guan Xia kicked him: "You two just want to go out and go crazy."

Yu Wuque chuckled: "Then grandma will help me set up a cover. If Mu Qingjun asks, she will say that she is shopping for the family, and we will go back to the mountain tomorrow."

Guan Xia pointed to Yue Tingfang: "Don't waste money, pay attention to safety and come back earlier."

Yue Tingfang looked at Xia with a little fear, and shrank his neck: "Yes, yes."

Youyu Wuque made excuses, and when Mu Qingjun applied to go down the mountain, he encountered almost no obstacles. Mu Qingjun saw that Yue Tingfang was accompanied, and Feiliu City was not too far away, so he agreed.

It wasn't until the two of them rode their horses into Feiliu City that Yue Tingfang informed them of the meeting place.

"I rely on you, why didn't you say it earlier!" Yu Wuque's eyes turned dark, "I can't enter that kind of place."

Yue Tingfang said with disgust: "It's Zongzhu Zhang's face-to-face appointment, of course he is the main one, and it's not like you don't know what Xiaoyaoting is going to do. Otherwise, you'll wait outside and I'll go by myself."

Yu Wuque resolutely refused: "That won't work."

Yue Tingfang laughed at him: "Why are you pretending that your heart is like calm water? There's nothing wrong with a man going to a brothel, and he doesn't do anything. He just pays someone to play a few songs. Besides, Shangxian Taiwei is now in seclusion, so he won't know that you went shopping." Brothel, are you afraid that he will beat you?"

Yu Wuque was in a state of desperation, and couldn't explain it to this fool who didn't have a sweetheart. He didn't go back to retreat to take care of himself. If he knew that he ran out to visit the brothel and went back, it would not be as simple as breaking his leg.

But the little friend's mother has to be found, Yu Wuque clamped his horse's belly, and said viciously: "Today I have sacrificed my life to pay for the gentleman, and when things happen in the future, you have to testify for me."

Yue Tingfang asked in a daze, "What proof?"

Tell Shangxian Taiwei that Yu Wuque went to the brothel with a heart ashamed, his eyes were black all the time, his limbs were stiff, not to mention touching his little hands and listening to a little song, he didn't even have a few noses and eyes on the opposite side, whether he was male or female see clearly.

Wholeheartedly only has his own master.

Yue Tingfang thought that he was addicted to flattery, and was speechless for a long time, and said with emotion: "Is your brain broken by the door panel of the Fukong Palace?"

Yu Wuque: "You know what the hell."

Baihua Pavilion is the most famous brothel in Feiliu City. The singing, dancing and musicians are superb. The oiran girls in the pavilion are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Many monks like to come here to invite singers to play and sing. It is also a matter of elegance.

Fengya is Fengya, and if you spend more money, you can do something else, otherwise, how can it be called a brothel? Yu Wuque tied the horse and someone recognized him.

There is really no way, Yu Wuque is the first among the young generation who is famous in the cultivation world. His portrait can be sold at a high price. Many ladies from aristocratic families bought it and hang it in their homes. Some people are looking for opportunities to meet their relatives. Most of them are purely good-looking sons, and they are pleasing to the eye and buy them back to keep their eyes.

So the old bustard greeted a group of beauties who were flamboyant and beautiful, and invited the two young masters from Tianji Palace into the Baihua Pavilion.

Someone has been waiting for the Tianzihao for a long time. Yue Tingfang said that the person who sent the letter was Shen Wangyue, known as Mr. Wangyue. This son Mochizuki is the most favored.

As described in the rumors, Mr. Mochizuki is elegant and easy-going, his face is also first-class handsome, his gestures are not at all pretentious, and his sword skills can be ranked among the top ten sword-wielding people in the world, and his cultivation is also considered to be excellent.

But after watching it, Yue Tingfang still secretly said to Yu Wuque: "It's still worse than you."

"What are you talking about? I don't rely on my face to make a living." Yu Wuque glared at him, and sat down in front of the case with nowhere to go, until the girls were all invited out before he felt a little more at ease.

After saying hello, Mr. Wangyue cut to the chase and said, "Young Master Yue asked someone to accompany you. I can't trust you."

"I am a teacher of Tianji Palace." Yue Tingfang said neither humble nor overbearing, "We should keep a distance from Prison Shizong, and we have no contact with Xiaoyao Ting on weekdays. It is not a disadvantage to be cautious."

Young Master Mochizuki smiled, without feeling angry, and said after toasting the two of them a glass of wine: "So what I want to say next, can Young Master Yu listen?"

Yue Tingfang: "But it doesn't matter."

Yu Wuque remained silent throughout the whole process. After all, it was because other people's family affairs were not good enough to talk about too much, but what he heard was still a little shocking. According to what Yue Tingfang said before, the letter sent by Zhang Yinyin was very sure that his biological mother was the former saint of Xiaoyaoting. Wu Jiujiu, with a portrait of a holy lady attached to it, is indeed [-]% similar to Yue Tingfang.The holy aunt has been missing for many years, and it is not known whether she is dead or alive, but her father vaguely mentions it, only saying that she is a monk of Shangqing Temple.

Because the words were vague and there was only one portrait to testify, Yue Tingfang didn't take it seriously at first.

But the family letter sent by Daoist Lingyu also mentioned his life experience, which also did not say anything clearly, so that Yue Tingfang guessed that his adoptive father was not an adoptive father. The holy lady gave birth to herself.

And Mr. Wangyue clearly informed today that Mr. Yue's biological father is Zhou Xuanqing, who is the lunatic who has been imprisoned in the forbidden area for more than ten years because of his practice of qigong. He should be called uncle.

Young Master Wangyue said: "If you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see corpses, there has been no news of the holy aunt for so many years, and the suzerain has long given up hope, but even if you die, you still have to find the bones, please return them to the holy place, young master Yue, Jiu Gugu It's your biological mother, why did she die, and whether the furnace in her body was taken away by others, you don't want to find out about these things, do you want to give your mother justice?"

Yu Wuque didn't say a word, looked sideways, Yue Tingfang lowered his head, his hands clenched into fists resting on his knees, Yu Wuque reached out to support him.

Yue Tingfang was quiet, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do? Or, what do you want me to do?"

Young Master Wangyue shook his head and smiled: "Xiaoyao Court dare not ask Young Master Yue to do something, we will go to Shangqing Temple to ask for an explanation, but Young Master Yue was raised by Daoist Ling Yu, you can ask in person, maybe you will leave The truth is one step closer, it is important to return the body for burial, your mother will really rest in peace if you get the truth."

Mr. Wangyue took out a sword case, and took out a sword from it: "If Mr. Yue still has doubts, you might as well take a good look at this sword."

Yue Tingfang held the sword in his hand: "What is this?"

Mr. Wangyue said: "This sword is an old thing of the holy aunt. She returned the sword to Xiaoyaoting before she disappeared, but the jade pendant on the tassel of the sword is missing. It is her personal thing. The pattern is the same as the one on the scabbard. It is from me. Badge."

Yue Tingfang squeezed the scabbard tightly.

He was wearing a jade pendant around his neck, and Taoist Ling Yu said it belonged to his mother. In the portrait of the saint just now, Wu Jiujiu was holding the sword that fell from this jade pendant. exactly the same.

Yue Tingfang put the sword back: "I know, if there is a chance, I will seek the truth."

"Then please young master Yue tell me to send it." Prince Mochizuki pushed the sword case in front of the two of them, "The suzerain said, since it is the son of the holy aunt, this sword should return to the original owner and be disposed of by young master Yue , you accept it."

Coming out of Baihua Pavilion, Yue Tingfang's back was already wet with sweat, but he was completely stupefied. He was dragged by Yu Wuque all the way to ride a horse, and he remained silent on the way back to Tianji Palace.

Yu Wuque couldn't help asking: "Do you believe him?"

Yue Tingfang said: "If Daddy didn't send a letter from the family, I wouldn't believe it." But Daoist Ling Yu's vague letter from the family almost nailed Xiaoyaoting's words to death.

Now it's a jade pendant and a portrait, his life experience is indeed weird, and what Mr. Mochizuki said today is even more solid.

His birth was an accident, born of someone's conspiracy and desire, so that no one cares about his biological mother's death in a foreign country, and such scandals have been covered up by caring people.

To make matters worse, the person who may be his biological father is now living in a forbidden area like a madman.

Yu Wuque sighed: "Then what do you think?"

Yue Tingfang tightened the reins: "I want to go home."

"If you go back and question Daoist Lingyu like this, I'm afraid something will happen." Yu Wuque stopped him and tried to persuade him, "I heard what Xiaoyaoting said, they also intend to go to Shangqingguan, if they don't say anything Yes, a fight is inevitable."

Yue Tingfang said angrily: "Then what should I do? Shouldn't I ask? Why did Dad keep it a secret? He must know how Zhou Xuanqing went into trouble. If it has nothing to do with him, it doesn't matter if the letter is blunt. He dare not be blunt." Say, there must be something wrong inside!"

"I'll accompany you back." Yu Wuque patted him on the shoulder, "Go back to the mountain and ask Mu Qingjun for a leave, and then explain the reason to the Palace Master, and I will accompany you."

Yue Tingfang sighed: "Wu Que..."

Yu Wuque knew everything, and comforted him: "You don't need to thank me, just don't mess yourself up."

Yue Tingfang sniffed: "I never thought in my life that I would be able to find my biological parents. My father treated me very well. I dare not think about how to face them if the things behind it are true. Use it as a furnace for practicing kung fu, kill it when you run out, this person is still my father, I... I..."

Yu Wuque, who also has no father or mother, doesn't know how to persuade him. From his point of view, at least who his biological parents are, he can know and find them, even if it's a corpse, it's better than him. Lost at birth.

As for the grievances and grievances of the parents' generation, they were not considered by the younger generation, not to mention that Yue Tingfang only knew about these things now, as long as they found the corpse, it would be considered as taking their mother's soul back to their hometown, and fulfilling their due filial piety.

Yu Wuque said: "You also said that Daoist Lingyu treated you very well. If there is something wrong behind it, I am afraid that there are unavoidable difficulties. Only by asking clearly can the matter be resolved. Grandma always said, think of other people's kindness more, and he will treat you. Raising him is the greatest kindness."

Yue Tingfang wiped off his nose: "I know."

Yu Wuque pulled his rein and walked forward: "Repay kindness if you have kindness, let's talk about revenge if there is revenge, let's go, let's figure out when to set off."

The author says:

There is no He Xiaoxi today, only tomorrow