[Jian San] Zhuang Hua is happy to be a father

Ye Xingtian and Yue Muchen looked at each other and ran out first.

"Eh? Wait for me, Ye Zi!" Yue Muchen chased after him.

However, Ye Xingtian knows how to do light work... When Yue Muchen was as tired as a dog and finally ran to the pharmacy, he saw Ye Xingtian sitting bored in front of the pharmacy waiting for him.

"!!!" Yue Muchen swore that when he became a master, he would practice lightness kung fu well, and then slip away that man with the heavy sword!become!dog!

"Yezi, I haven't, I haven't learned lightness kung fu, do you understand? Do you understand?!" Yue Muchen said angrily, his eyes fell on the Tibetan sword disciple who was meditating in the medicine shop, and asked curiously: "Yezi, this is your senior brother?"

"Not necessarily, I haven't learned a teacher yet! Maybe it's my uncle and nephew." Ye Xingtian said casually, and looked over.

It was a young man about 24 or [-] years old, with an extremely handsome and romantic appearance, but his complexion was pale and haggard, and he didn't look energetic.And there was a woman lying beside him, her cheeks were flushed, she was obviously seriously ill.

"...It's pretty pretty." Yue Muchen said.

"That's right! I have a hidden sword!" Ye Xingtian looked proud, stretched out his face in front of Yue Muchen, looked up and looked at him from various angles: "Isn't the young master good-looking? Is the young master not good-looking? ——I hid it The appearance of Jianshanzhuang must be high!"

"... Shameless beating, Ni Zukai!" Yue Muchen pushed Ye Xingtian's big face away speechlessly, and looked at the Tibetan sword disciple.

At this time, the Tibetan sword disciple did not disappoint the fuss of the two of them, and successfully opened his eyes. When he saw Ye Xingtian, his eyes widened instantly, and he almost jumped up with a face of "Fuck, this is definitely not true! " expression.He stared at Ye Xingtian fixedly, his eyes were subtly shocked, tranced and unbelievable.

Ye Xingtian noticed Yue Muchen's reaction, followed his gaze, and smiled brightly: "Hi! Big brother, you're awake!"

The Tibetan sword disciple put away the astonished expression of "it's a dog", held his chest tiredly, and asked very weakly and dryly: "Little guy, you, who is your father?" That kind of tone, It was as if he had thought of some kind of possibility that was so terrible to him that he didn't want to believe and admit it, and he was particularly haggard and collapsed.

"My dad? I don't have a dad. No, no, where did I come from without a dad?

It should be said that I don't know who my parents are. "Ye Xingtian was immediately dumbfounded by the other party's question. He reacted, his eyes fixed on the Tibetan sword disciple, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know my father?"who is he? "

The hidden sword disciple shook his head, and said again: "Then who taught you your sword skills?"

"do not know."

The Tibetan sword disciple said: "Who told you to learn light and heavy swords?"

"I don't know." Ye Xingtian continued to shake his head.

The hidden sword disciple was silent, and said: "Then how old are you this year?"

"...I don't know..." Ye Xingtian said with a guilty conscience: "Probably...about eight or nine years old... right?"

That Tibetan sword disciple stopped talking, looking at Ye Xingtian, he wished he could write a few words directly - are you kidding me? !

Even Yue Muchen covered his face with a look of 'I don't know you'.

Ye Xingtian coughed in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "Then what, I don't have any memories of the past. So those things... I don't know anything about it."

"No memory?" The hidden sword disciple frowned.

Ye Xingtian nodded and said: "Well, I have amnesia. When I woke up, I saw two martial arts masters who were dressed exactly the same fighting in front of me. Later, one escaped and the other was injured. The injured one died after I escaped. My origin In the past, I couldn't find anyone to ask.

Later someone told me that I should be a Tibetan sword disciple, so I came here. "

"Do you have any marks on your body that can prove your identity? For example, any tokens or signs." The Tibetan sword disciple asked.

Ye Xingtian flicked the epee behind him with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Does this count?"

The Tibetan sword disciple was silent.

He looked at Ye Xingtian very deeply and complicatedly, and was speechless for a long while.

In the end, it was Ye Xingtian who comforted him instead, "Anyway, Hidden Sword Villa will be here soon. If I really am a disciple of Hidden Sword, someone will recognize me. At that time, just wait for others to come to me! Even if Hidden Sword Villa No one knows me, and when I make a name for myself, people will come looking for me.

Nothing to worry about.

On the contrary, this brother, you look very bad, do you need help? "

"Thank you." The hidden sword disciple said gratefully, his eyes fell on the unconscious woman beside him, showing great pity and self-blame.He said: "Xiaowan and I traveled all the way from south to north, were chased and killed, and were displaced. I am not afraid of suffering. As long as I can be with Xiaowan, I am willing to suffer no matter how difficult it is. It's a pity that Xiaowan He has always been pampered and sickly since he was a child, and couldn't bear these many hardships. He fell ill as soon as he came here again.

It's a pity that I was plotted by the enemy again, but I couldn't even save her.It's a shame that I was about to go back to Hidden Sword Villa, and I turned over at the door of this house!Humiliated!

Xiao Yezi, if you want to help me, save Xiaowan for me! "

Ye Xingtian looked at the woman on the ground, and said: "Since you have been plotted against, the other party will not let it go, if you delay for a while, it will be dangerous, so I'd better send you back to Tibetan Sword earlier for peace of mind.

It is enough for Mu Chen to ask for medicine to save people. I will contact the ship and send you to Yangzhou as soon as possible, and then return to Cangjian Villa. "

"Thank you very much." The Tibetan sword disciple was so grateful that his eyes were slightly red, and there were tears in them.

Ye Xingtian smiled and said: "We are from the same school."

Then, that Tibetan sword disciple also laughed.

The Tibetan sword disciple said: "From the first time I saw you, I felt very familiar and close. I always felt as if I had known you a thousand times. Blood is thicker than water. Although you and I have never known each other, maybe there is some relationship.

You must go to Hidden Sword Villa, I will wait for you in Hidden Sword Villa. "

Ye Xingtian was greatly moved.

Ye Xingtian patted Yue Muchen's shoulder, "Brother, please."

Yue Muchen patted his chest and swore, repeatedly making promises: "Don't worry! Your senior brother is my senior brother, it's all right!"

Ye Xingtian chuckled, asked the owner of the pharmacy where the boatman was, and flew over with Qinggong.

Ye Xingtian really saw the old boatman at the location the boss said, and just about to settle down, he suddenly remembered that Master Zhang Liu had mentioned that his senior brother and enemy were very kind.But Yangzhou City has a well-developed water system, and the waterways are far more efficient than the dry roads. If someone is harmed on a boat, it is really not good for every day, and the land is not working well. This boat and this person are very likely to be dangerous.

Ye Xingtian kept an eye out, and smiled at the boatman: "My brother and sister-in-law want to go home, but my sister-in-law is pregnant and can't stand the slightest bit of bumps. I heard that you are always a veteran craftsman who has supported the boat for decades. How about that?" The boat is as smooth as walking on the ground under your hands, extremely stable.

Originally, the young master didn't want to doubt you, but my sister-in-law's stomach is really precious, so I dare not take risks.I have to see your means.

Old man, do you dare to take me for a walk for a while?If I am satisfied with the young master, money is not a problem. "

He took out a silver ingot and tossed it in his hand.Arrogant and arrogant, full of the appearance of the second generation ancestor.

The old boatman's eyes immediately fixed on the ingot, and followed it up and down without blinking.As for Ye Xingtian's request, he naturally agreed without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

#Little Theater Pit Brother New Tricks#

Zhuang Hua: Who the hell said that my son misled others about that child? !

Ye Xingtian: Master...→_→...

Ye Hui: Fifth brother...→_→...

Ye Wei: Fifth brother...→_→...

Ye Meng: Fifth brother...→_→...

Ye Fan: ...QAQ...

Ye Fan: Wait a minute, brother, listen to my explanation, I didn't say you are his father!I just said that he might be related to me! !

Zhuang Hua: ...hehe, fifth brother, come here, brother promises not to beat you to death.