Yitian Tulongji: No Regret Book

Just thinking of a way, the side door of the Iron Kan Temple opened, and the eyes of the five people fell on the few people who came out at the same time.Yang Buhui saw from a distance that the leader was a middle-aged man, dressed very luxuriously.He was talking with an ugly man, and behind him stood an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man with a handsome appearance.Both the middle-aged man and the young man had a soft whip wrapped around their waists. The golden whip body was extremely dazzling.

Wei Yixiao and Peng Yingyu had already started discussing in low voices: "It must be the lackeys of the Tartars, look how humble they are!"

Yang Buhui began to calculate in his mind.This person doesn't look bad, that boy must be his son.I don't know if the beauty trap will work?

Seeing that the two men got on their horses and were about to leave, Yang Buhui patted Wei Yixiao: "Wei Bat King, hurry up, follow!"

Mo Shenggu said suddenly: "Don't follow, I know who they are."

"who is it?"

Mo Shenggu turned his head to look at Yang Buhui, his eyes were very strange.

Yang Buhui raised his hand to touch his face, and wondered, "What? Is there ganoderma growing on my face?"

"No. I know that older man." Mo Shenggu said in a low voice, "He once came to Wudang Mountain, I remember it very clearly."

Before Yang Buhui understood what was going on, he heard Mo Shenggu say, "He is Miss Ji's elder brother."

who?whose brother?

"It's your mother's elder brother." Seeing that Yang Buhui seemed to be still in shock, Mo Shenggu added, "Back then, when Eldest Brother and I proposed marriage for Sixth Brother, he was the one who came forward to receive him."

Yang Buhui faintly felt thunder billowing overhead.Really, at an unexpected moment, in an unexpected place, the person you are looking for will appear in front of you.But obviously, the relationship between the Ji family and the Yuan court is very close.Then, they are naturally enemies of Mingjiao.

"Does my mother know that the Ji family is very close to the imperial court, so she would rather take me to live in seclusion alone than ask the Ji family for help?" Unable to think of a way, the group had to go back to the inn and ordered a meal.Yang Buhui poked the rice grains in the bowl and said to himself.

Song Qingshu stopped the bamboo chopsticks and persuaded: "Miss Yang, eat first. Let's discuss these matters later, don't starve yourself." Then, he put a bowl of soup by her hand, "Moisten your throat."

It's just that she has no appetite at all.

"I'm not hungry, but I'm a little annoyed. Hey, don't think about it, eat and eat." Even though Yang Buhui said so, he still buried his head in his meal, quietly and silently.The rules established by Yang Xiao are unspoken.But Yang Buhui would always seize the opportunity to say a few words, as if he was playing a different tune.Without her father by her side, she was able to defend better.

Wei Yixiao and Peng Yingyu exchanged glances and lowered their heads at the same time.It seems that the boy surnamed Song is interested in the deputy leader.

Yang Buhui didn't notice this, she was thinking, can the Ji family be used?Tieshan Temple obviously cannot be reckless, it must be outsmarted.But how to use a wisdom method is very particular.

"Beauty tricks don't work!" Yang Buhui glared at Wei Yixiao, "Either you go, or Master Peng goes." Anyway, I won't go.

Wei Yi smiled and said, "How could it be possible to let the deputy leader go? Just go to the brothel and find a young man."

"Wei Bat King, have your brains been eaten by zombies?" Yang Buhui said, "Have you seen anyone from the Jinbian Ji family? If you see a Qingguan, you will be tempted to reveal the secret? Is it true that the popular Qingguan in Hanyang still wants to treat the Ji family?" Can't your young master put on airs? You don't want to mess around anymore, do you?"

"I think," Song Qingshu said, "it's better to get straight to the point."

Everyone looked at him at the same time.Yang Buhui asked: "How to say?"

"I'll go to visit the Ji family, or make a chance encounter. Ji Feiyu, the young master of the Ji family, is the only male in the Ji family, plus the previous generation's relationship with the Wudang sect." When he said this, he glanced at Yang Buhui, A little embarrassed, "Maybe I can find out something."

Yang Buhui didn't pay attention to what he said about "the relationship between the previous generation and the Wudang sect", but asked another question: "What is the name of Ji Feiyu's father?"

"Ji Ran." Mo Sheng said.

"Run? Time flies..." Yang Buhui murmured, and when he raised his head, his eyes brightened again: "Then ask Shaoxia Song, what is your plan?"

Song Qingshu's plan is to walk directly to Ji Feiyu on the street, bow his hands and salute: "Excuse me, are you the eldest son of the Ji family?"

Yang Buhui, Wei Yixiao, and Peng Yingyu all had the urge to hit the wall at the same time.To meet by chance means to meet by chance, or pretend to save someone to gain favor.Like this, he told Ji Feiyu clearly: Hey, buddy, I have been waiting for you here for a long time.

Mo Shenggu didn't say a word, his eyes were full of approval.

Therefore, there is about a Mariana Trench distance between the upright sect and the heretic.

The surprise in Ji Feiyu's eyes flashed, and he still politely raised his hand in return: "Your Excellency?"

"Wudang, Song Qingshu."

Seeing that Ji Feiyu followed Song Qingshu into the tea house without saying a word, and sat in the box next to the others, Yang Buhui said to himself: "Wudang, the golden signboard, really works."

Song Qingshu's voice came through the wall. In fact, everyone is skilled in martial arts, so they can hear clearly without this.

Song Qingshu exchanged a few words of greeting first, although Ji Feiyu was from a wealthy family in Hanyang, his manner and words were not arrogant, on the contrary he appeared to be polite.Thinking of the son next door and his blood relationship, Yang Buhui felt strangely excited.

Song Qingshu finally got to the point: "My uncle, Yin Liting, had a marriage contract with Aunt Ji. But more than ten years ago, Aunt Ji disappeared suddenly. For so many years, I, Wudang, have been looking for Aunt Ji's whereabouts. I don't know if Mr. Ji has heard of it. Do you know where Aunt Ji is?"

But Ji Feiyu looked stunned: "Your faction was engaged to my family? Why didn't I know... About this matter, please go home and ask my father."

He didn't even know there was Ji Xiaofu in the Ji family?Yang Buhui almost jumped up, if Wei Yixiao hadn't held her shoulder, she would have rushed into the next room, grabbed Ji Feiyu and asked him for clarification.

"Don't panic!" Peng Yingyu also advised in a low voice.

Yes, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess.Not only to inquire about Niang's affairs, but also about the Emei Sect.Yang Buhui's clenched fists gradually loosened, and he listened attentively to the movement next door.

Song Qingshu didn't hide his surprise, and asked instead: "Young Master Ji doesn't know about this? This..."

Ji Feiyu asked back: "Song Shaoxia, the woman you mentioned is really the daughter of the Jinbian Ji family? The family ancestor only has one son from the father, and the father has only the next son. Is it possible that someone is bluffing..."

Your whole family is the only one to deceive!Yang Buhui was furious immediately, grabbed his short sword and was about to rush in.Mo Shenggu's movements were faster than hers, he dodged into the box, and stopped her along the way.

"Young Master Ji, I'm going to send Mo Shenggu to Wudang." Mo Shenggu's voice was neither high nor low, full of majesty, "Back then, I came here to propose marriage with my senior brother Song Yuanqiao in person, and it was your father's consent. Miss Ji has been worried about her for many years, why does your family ignore it, even Mr. Ji doesn't know that he has a real aunt?"

well said!Uncle Mo Qi is mighty!

Ji Feiyu was not flustered, but just cupped his hands: "Don't worry, you two, let me go home and ask my father. Farewell!"

This is unexpected!Yang Buhui looked at Ji Feiyu's back as he galloped away, and coldly ordered: "Wei Yixiao, sneak into Ji's house with me!"

"Subordinates obey orders!"

Before Song Qingshu had time to stop them, he saw the two climbing up to the roof, their figures flying like the wind, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Ji family occupies a large area in the south of Hanyang City.Ji Feiyu got off his horse, threw the reins, and hurried to the back house.Yang Buhui and Wei Yixiao followed him, taking advantage of the high and low eaves to hide their figures.

Finally, Ji Feiyu entered an elegant room, and the servant was quickly sent out.Without any hesitation, the two landed on the roof, bent down, and barely heard the voices in the room.

Ji Feiyu spoke very fast, and was talking about how he met Song Qingshu: "...We and the Wudang faction are just for saving face, why did Song Shaoxia suddenly mention this? Could it be..."

Ji Feiyu's father, Ji Ran, stood behind the desk. It was the middle-aged man Yang Buhui saw in Tiekan Temple.After hearing what his son had said, he pondered and didn't speak.

"father?"

"He didn't lie to you. You do have an aunt."

Ji Feiyu was stunned: "Why haven't I heard of it..."

"If people from the Wudang faction ask about this again, just say that the Ji family has been investigating secretly. For the rest, you can blame me."

Yang Buhui and Wei Yixiao looked at each other, both a little puzzled.Ji Ran's words were perfunctory.What does he mean?The Ji family doesn't care about Ji Xiaofu at all.

Ji Feiyu walked out of the study, his expression still full of doubts.Yang Buhui, who was hiding behind the roof, stared at him deeply, and followed Wei Yixiao back to the inn.

Unable to fall asleep, Yang Buhui lay on the bed in the inn, always feeling uncomfortable.The scene during the day replayed in my mind repeatedly.Ji Ran knew of Ji Xiaofu's existence, but Ji Feiyu didn't.Even if he disappeared, wouldn't the servants of the Ji Mansion mention it when they chatted?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Action faction Yang Buhui did what he said, without even changing his clothes, and sneaked into Ji's house again.

Arriving at Ji's house, Yang Buhui felt a little confused.How to find clues?Do you want to ask Ji Feiyu directly?One mistake, I, the deputy leader of Mingjiao, was given away as experience by the Ji family.

Yang Buhui squatted in the corner thinking for a long time, and finally came up with a solution.Find the destination, steal oil, spill oil, all in one go.She was about to ignite the torch when her right wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"what are you doing?"

It's Song Qingshu.

Yang Buhui turned his head, looked at Song Qingshu's upright face, and said calmly, "Set it on fire, do you have an opinion?"

Song Qingshu pressed his hands hard: "You are not the right way!"

"I'm the deputy leader of the Devil's Cult, bro!" Yang Buhui said in a natural tone, which made Song Qingshu's ears uncomfortable, "Don't set fire, do you have a better way?" As he said that, he wanted to withdraw his wrist.

Song Qingshu refused and held on tighter.Yang Buhui sneered suddenly, and as if conjuring a fire with his left hand, he made a move against the wind, and it suddenly brightened.

Song Qingshu's eyes blurred, before he could change hands, the fire bag had already landed on a puddle of oil by the wall.Immediately, all the servants of the Ji family who were patrolling were startled.

"You!" Song Qingshu said angrily.Unexpectedly, Yang Buhui smiled at him and raised his voice, "Come here, the arsonist is here!"

Now, Song Qingshu didn't want to escape, but also followed suit.Yang Buhui came here once during the day and hid on the roof of Ji Ran's study.Song Qingshu squatted beside her, feeling very angry.

"You shouldn't..."

Yang Buhui ignored him, handed him a handkerchief that was soaked in water, took out another handkerchief, covered his face, and only focused on watching the movements of the Ji family.Seeing her ignoring him, Song Qingshu felt as if he had been punched on a sandbag. He was uncomfortable and bored, so he had no choice but to cover his face in a learned way.

Fortunately, Yang Buhui only sprinkled a small amount of oil, the fire was not too big, and Ji's servants poured water like ants, and quickly extinguished the open fire.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Song Qingshu asked impatiently.

Yang Buhui pointed to the northeast corner of Ji Mansion and said: "Look, when the fire broke out just now, almost all the rooms were lit up, and some people went out to check. Only that one place was pitch black and no one was there. I think, I Before leaving Ji's house, where should Niang live?"

Song Qingshu said: "What if it's just a woodshed?"

Yang Buhui glanced at him: "Do you still have a small garden outside your woodshed?"

Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment before he understood what Yang Buhui meant.It turned out that she was just looking into the layout of the Ji family, and had no intention of hurting anyone.

He hurriedly followed behind Yang Buhui, and landed on the wall of that courtyard after a while.Song Qingshu looked carefully for a week, but found nothing unusual, turned his head to look, but Yang Buhui was in a daze.

"what happened?"

"My mother, I lived here before." Looking at the scene in the yard, Yang Buhui said quietly, "There is a jujube tree over here, and there are stone tables and benches under the tree. Next to it are two water tanks with water lilies planted. .Every summer, the water lilies bloom beautifully. Ah, there are also those four winding gravel paths, which are exactly the same as the houses I used to live in.”

Her voice was deep and sad, and with the slight evening breeze, there was an indescribably bleak voice.Bright eyes filled with a touch of sadness.

"Let's go and have a look, maybe we will find something?" Song Qingshu felt that he must be crazy, and he objected just now, but now he offered to go and see what happened with Yang Buhui.

Yang Buhui grabbed him, a strange look appeared on his face, and after a while he murmured: "Four paths?"

"What did you say?" Song Qingshu asked

"I said, I won't go today." Yang Buhui said softly.

Song Qingshu realized for the first time that women are strange creatures.She was the one who sneaked into Ji's house alone, and she was the one who set fire to it. Now that she has found the target, she is the one who said to leave.

Yang Buhui raised a shallow wry smile: "I feel timid because of the closeness to the hometown."

Song Qingshu still couldn't understand this kind of thinking.He said: "Since you don't want to go, why not find another time to find a reason and come again?"

Yang Buhui hesitated obviously, and just about to get up, both of them felt the wind behind their heads at the same time, making a very slight hissing sound like a snake.Song Qingshu had sharp eyes and quick hands, and the sword in his hand was inserted horizontally, just wrapped around a soft thing.

It's a whip!Yang Buhui immediately jumped away and turned to meet her, his movements were so fast that Song Qingshu hadn't had time to stop her.In the blink of an eye, she had already rushed in front of the visitor, swung her dagger, and went straight for the door.

Ji Ran asked, "Who is your lord?" As he spoke, the whip in his hand danced faster, and the air around him made a crackling sound as he spoke, as if sparks were about to be rubbed out.

Yang Buhui's sword was wrapped around the whip, and the blade collided with the whip, with both hardness and softness, Ji Ran almost couldn't hold the whip several times.In order to escape early, Song Qingshu jumped into the battle ring and crushed Ji Ran to death for a while.

Ji Ran became more and more frightened.This young girl is so young, her moves are ruthless, and she is so accurate in finding flaws, it is really rare.He asked in a deep voice: "Who is your honor who broke into Ji's mansion? If you have anything to say, you might as well open the skylight and say it!"

Yang Buhui was about to scream, but suddenly he made up his mind, withdrew and jumped into the dark courtyard, and rushed directly to the main room.Seeing this, Ji Ran shook the long whip in her hand like rain, biting her tightly like a snake.Song Qingshu rushed to fight from the side, and confronted Ji Ran head-on.

"Who the hell are you guys? What are you doing here at my house?" Ji Ran's breath became unsteady, and she asked sharply, pouring a lot of strength into her hands, and her moves were all powerful moves that hurt people.

Song Qingshu didn't answer, the long sword in his hand blocked from left to right, preventing the long whip from moving forward.He didn't know what Yang Buhui was going to do to break into the house, he was a little impatient, and his sword move was a little off.

Ji Ran is an old Jianghu, so she immediately seized this loophole.The whip shook into a circle, covering Song Qingshu's whole body like a spirit snake.Song Qingshu seems to be trapped in a huge net, and it is difficult to get out.

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and used the cotton palm in Wudang swordsmanship.The strength of the left hand seems to be there, but it pulls the body of the whip and shakes it outward.Ji Ran was startled: "You are..."

With a "crash", Yang Buhui suddenly jumped out from behind Ji Ran, pointing his short sword at his back.Ji Ran was very surprised, seeing the girl break into the room, how could she appear from behind her?What the hell?

He flicked the whip quickly, and was about to strike the second whip, the girl had already taken the boy's hand, and rushed to the roof in two or three strokes.If it wasn't for the fact that the enemy and the enemy are not clear, Ji Ran would really like to say "good light work".

The girl suddenly turned her head, stared at herself, and raised her hand to remove the veil.Ji Ran's head suddenly buzzed, and the scene in front of her was suddenly blurred, only the girl's face was clear and vivid.

That is, Xiaofu!

Ji Ran chased after two steps, and the girl and the boy finally disappeared into the night.Ji Ran gave up dejectedly, turned around and ran into the courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time, and looked around.Thick dust covered the entire room, and there was not even a footprint on the ground.

This is, what the hell?

Yang Buhui and Song Qingshu returned to the inn lightly and skillfully, no one else noticed.Without saying a word, Yang Buhui directly lit the oil lamp, took out a thin booklet from his arms, and read it carefully.Song Qingshu handed over a cup of tea: "Here."

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty." Yang Buhui turned the pages of the book intently, with a dignified expression.

Song Qingshu simply sat next to her and asked, "Did you... take it in the house?"

Yang Buhui nodded, his eyes were still fixed on the pages of the book, he didn't listen to what he was saying, he was just perfunctory.Song Qingshu was curious about Dasheng, and wanted to stretch his head to see what kind of book it was.However, peeping at other people's things is a big taboo.

The booklet is very thin, the paper is yellow and torn, and the pages can be torn off if you are not careful.Yang Buhui carefully flipped through it for a long time before finishing it.After reading it, she simply didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

There was an unexpected harvest tonight.The first sentence of this inconspicuous booklet is so familiar that it cannot be more familiar - the way of heaven damages more than it can make up for it...

This is the Nine Yin Scriptures!My dear mother!