Teacher! Mr. missed class again today [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Tian Boguang died.

When Jiang Yunlou walked out of the house holding the piano in his arms, he saw Tian Boguang's body lying at the gate of the yard.

The man in red holding a paper umbrella stood in the alley outside, looking at him from a distance across a door and a dead body.

The heavy rain was still pouring, and the bean-heavy rain fell on the oil-paper umbrella, and the sound of patter was endless.

Jiang Yunlou hesitated for a moment, then stepped over Tian Boguang's body.

He approached Dongfang Bubai and asked, "Did you see another person who escaped from the house?"

But he didn't ask Dongfang Bubai why he still appeared here.

Dongfang Bubai replied indifferently: "Run away."

And he didn't go after it.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes slowly swept across Jiang Yunlou's somewhat heavy face, and looked at Chengbi behind him.

Cheng Bi's pretty face was pale and bloodless, her hair and clothes were wet from the rain, and she looked in a state of distress.But she didn't have time to care about her image, without saying a word, she knelt straight on the ground full of rain, not minding that the skirt was stained with muddy water, she kowtowed deeply and said: "Your servant is ashamed of the god religion. "

Dongfang Bubai looked away coldly, and said in a calm tone: "If there is a next time, you don't have to come back."

Cheng Bi breathed a sigh of relief, she kowtowed again and said, "Yes, thank you, Young Master."

Dongfang Bubai stopped looking at her, and tilted the oil-paper umbrella in the direction of Jiang Yunlou slightly, signaling Jiang Yunlou to come down under the umbrella. Jiang Yunlou paused, and quickly walked into Dongfang Bubai's umbrella holding Qin. Next, said in a low voice: "Thank you."

Dongfang Bubai shook his head lightly, and walked slowly into the rain with Jiang Yunlou.

It rained for a whole day.

When the rain finally stopped, the people staying in the small inn had already finished their dinner. After dinner, Dongfang Bubai and Sang Sanniang re-discussed about the division of the God Cult due to the delay of the trip. They discussed After about half an hour, everything was finally arranged, so I walked back to the guest room upstairs, intending to go back and rest.

Coincidentally, Chengbi was holding a plate of pastries and was about to walk up the roof. Sang Sanniang stopped her and asked doubtfully, "Chengbi, where are you going? Are you in good health?"

Chengbi turned her head and saw that it was the leader and Elder Sang. She hurriedly saluted and bowed her head meekly and replied: "My servant is fine, just drink a bowl of medicine and you will be fine. Mr. Jiang is on the roof, and this servant wants to send him some pastries." .”

Sang Sanniang wondered: "The rain has just stopped, what is he doing on the roof by himself?"

Chengbi shook her head, hesitated for a moment, and replied in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang has been in a bad mood since he came back, and he didn't eat much for dinner."

Sang Sanniang asked strangely: "Could it be that he caught a cold? Although Ping Yizhi cured him, but with his paper-like body, it's not surprising that he fell ill, so he shouldn't be staying on the roof."

Dongfang Bubai interrupted Sang Sanniang, and said to Chengbi, "Go."

"Yes." Chengbi bowed, and ran up to the roof with small steps holding the pastry.

Sang Sanniang stopped what was about to blurt out, Dongfang Bubai said with his hands behind his back: "You are tired after a busy day, go back to the room and rest, I am going to rest too."

Sang Sanniang was always in awe of Dongfang Bubai. After listening to Dongfang Bubai's words, she subconsciously nodded, and said straightaway: "That's... I'm going back."

She took two steps in the direction of the guest room, and said a little worriedly: "My lord, we are leaving early tomorrow morning, Xiaojiang..."

"fine."

Dongfang Bubai shook his head, but he didn't want to talk to Sang Sanniang, so he turned around and left.

...that's all.

The leader told her to leave it alone, so she should stop meddling in her own business.Sang Sanniang shook her head, stopped thinking about it, and returned to her guest room.

On the roof of the inn.

The sky is dotted with stars, and the air is still refreshing after the rain.

Jiang Yunlou hugged the sleeve furnace that Dongfang Bubai had given him, and sat alone on the roof of the inn, looking up at the starry sky above him. The night wind gently blew his sleeves, revealing a white wrist.

Chill.

Jiang Yunlou came back to his senses, exhaled lightly, and ate a piece of pastry from the plate beside him.Although the pastry is already cold, you can still taste a faint sweetness in your mouth.

Chengbi's pastry making skills have always been very good. Since she was assigned to Jiang Yunlou's side, it can be said that Jiang Yunlou's daily diet has been greatly improved.

It was just the sweet taste in the mouth, but it failed to spread to the bottom of my heart.

A touch of red sat down next to Jiang Yunlou.

Dongfang Bubai's slightly indifferent voice sounded in Jiang Yunlou's ear: "I don't know who told me that anger hurts the liver, sadness hurts the lungs, and thinking hurts the spleen... In my opinion, you are afraid that you are going to hurt your lungs."

Jiang Yunlou smiled slightly.

"...my lungs are not made of paper, how can they be broken in such a short time."

Although Sang Sanniang often teased him like this, Jiang Yunlou himself felt that he was much stronger than the paper man.What's more, because of Ping Yizhi's misbehavior, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and he was no longer prone to falling ill like before. Today, he came back from the rain outside, and he just sat with the sleeve stove for a while, and it didn't hurt much. in the way.

They sat quietly for a while, and Jiang Yunlou said in a low voice: "The Taoist nun I met today is Li Mochou. Back then, she killed Yinger's family and kidnapped Yinger's cousin. The one who took her cousin back for her... just don't know if her cousin is still alive now."

Dongfang Bubai glanced at him and said, "When we meet again next time, just ask her yourself."

He also picked up a piece of pastry, tasted it, and said in the usual tone: "If he is dead, he will kill Li Mochou for revenge; if he is still alive, he will take the child back first."

There was no sympathy in his expression. He didn't even remember the appearance of Sang Sanniang's adoptive daughter, let alone take it to heart. When she watched that woman run away today, Dongfang Bubai just held an umbrella and stood quietly. Standing quietly in the shadow she couldn't see, watching her fleeing in embarrassment indifferently.

Jiang Yunlou let out a foul breath.

"Today, Tian Boguang asked me—do you dare to kill someone?"

Dongfang Bubai said, "Oh?"

Jiang Yunlou smiled helplessly, and said sadly: "I used to think I was daring, but at the end of the day, I was a little hesitant, and he saw it. It's really a bit embarrassing."

Dongfang Bubai smiled indifferently, patted the crumbs on his hands, and said leisurely: "The reason why I can't do it is because the situation is not serious enough to require you to die. You can do anything with ease, and you don't have to worry about your life, so naturally you won't do it." It's going to kill him."

Jiang Yunlou paused, then smiled and said, "I thought I did something wrong."

Dongfang Bubai took a deep look at him and shook his head secretly.

For people like them who have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, killing people is nothing more than shooting with a knife. Where do they have the time to figure out what is right and wrong?

Jiang Yunlou said quietly: "I guess, are you calling me hypocritical in your heart?"

Dongfang Bubai pretended not to hear this sentence, and said slowly: "If you kill someone, you must be prepared to be revenged by his relatives and friends. If you don't kill someone, you must always be prepared to meet the opponent's next counterattack. In my opinion, Whether you kill him or not, the troubles you face are the same—since they are all the same, there is no difference between right and wrong."

As for the question of whether he would feel uneasy after the murder, Dongfang Bubai felt that he could not resonate with such emotions, so he did not comment much.Hearing this, Jiang Yunlou asked curiously, "So Dongfang, do you still remember what it was like when you killed someone for the first time?"

Dongfang Bubai recalled for a moment, and replied calmly: "I can't remember."

Countless people died at his hands. By now, those faces have become blurred. Even if he thinks about it carefully, he still can't remember what kind of face the first corpse that fell at his feet had. up.

Dongfang Bubai said thoughtfully: "It's probably not an important person, so it's not worth remembering until now."

He picked up a piece of pastry casually, and stuffed it into Jiang Yunlou's mouth without refusal, blocking what he wanted to say.There was a slight reprimand in his tone: "Climbing to the roof hurts the spring and the autumn, is this just for this?"

Jiang Yunlou had no choice but to swallow the pastry stuffed into his mouth whole, and said with a wry smile: "It's not hurting the spring or autumn, but it's just a bit of a grudge."

Seeing that he was honest, Dongfang Bubai smiled, and asked: "Then I ask you. If you fight against someone again in the future, if you are evenly matched, either he will die or you will die, will you be able to fight?" "

Jiang Yunlou said without hesitation: "Naturally, I want to venture into the rivers and lakes, and I have already realized this."

Dongfang Bubai said happily: "Very good."

He stood up and said to Jiang Yunlou, "It's windy on the roof, come down with me."

Jiang Yunlou followed him and stood up, smiled at Dongfang Bubai, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Dongfang Bubai was a little displeased: "You have already said a lot of thanks to me today."

As he spoke, he was about to walk off the roof.

Jiang Yunlou rubbed his nose and said in embarrassment: "I am not only thanking you for taking care of me with the cold wind, but also for being willing to treat me sincerely as a friend. The former may not need to be thanked, but the latter... should be worth it to me." Let me say thank you."

After getting along for such a long period of time, Jiang Yunlou has figured out Dongfang Bubai's temperament-not to mention ten points, but seven or eight points should be there anyway-Dongfang Bubai is cautious and suspicious, and his face is often watertight, People can't see how many clues.

Such a temper may be difficult for others, but for Jiang Yunlou, it is not difficult to get along with - he has a lot of experience.

Such people are often very smart, so as long as they act properly and treat others with sincerity, after a period of time, when they have observed enough secretly, they will put aside their doubts and turn around to treat you with sincerity.

Just like the Eastern Invincible today.

No... In fact, during this period of time, Dongfang Bubai gave him more.

Dongfang Bubai stopped as he was about to leave, he turned his head and stared deeply at Jiang Yunlou, then smiled helplessly.

... Really, one thing falls one thing.