Is it the same with other big brothers?

Ming Zhu felt that the eyes of Ming Zhao and Zhou Ming Zhong looking at him from time to time made his scalp tingle, he shivered for a while, and quietly leaned against Zhou Lingxue, and whispered: "Is that your father?"

Zhou Nexue let out a soft "hmm".

Ming Zhu said: "You look like a dog, why don't you do human affairs?"

Zhou negative snow: "..."

But what Mingzhu said is correct, he is his own son, and he would abandon it as soon as he sees that he has no spiritual veins. After all these years, he has not been asked, even the matter of Mingzhao sending him to be used as a scabbard may not be able to pinpoint him. I also know, thinking about it this way, Zhou Mingzhong seems to be even less of a thing.

Seeing Zhou Lingxue's speechless expression, Mingzhu immediately realized that he was someone else's father anyway, and there was absolutely no reason for him to be pointed at his nose by an outsider, so he said dryly: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm not What do you mean...well, I was just... talking nonsense..."

Zhou Lingxue lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I know."

For the next half hour or so, neither of them spoke, but Gui Ning and the others who were not far away kept discussing something in a low voice, and their eyes kept drifting towards them, which made Ming Zhu instinctively feel a burst of horror.

It wasn't until Master Gui Ning waved away the barrier that he ran over, squatted beside Master Gui Ning and hugged his waist, and whispered: "Master, what are you talking about, can this disciple leave?"

Seeing his son being so clingy to outsiders, Mingzhao probably felt a little upset, so he said with a smirk: "Son, we are discussing your marriage with Lingxue. I would like to ask, if you two are together, who will get on and who will get off?" ?”

Bright Candle: "..."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Mingzhu stared at Mingzhao with wide eyes, reacted for a long time before trembling in disbelief: "You, you..."

He was so scared that he was shaking all over, and you didn't come out for a long time. Master Gui Ning gently patted his head, and said with a half-smile: "Ming Zhao, tell me one more thing, you will pay for today's drink." .”

The poor ghost Mingzhao immediately made a gesture of "I shut up" and dared not speak any more.

Mingzhu finally reacted, his face turned ashen, and he sprinkled the stone candies wrapped in oiled paper on Mingzhao's head and face like a goddess scattering flowers, and turned his head and ran away quickly.

Seeing this, Zhou Lingxue bid farewell to the crowd with courtesy, and followed helplessly.

Mingzhao didn't care when he was hit with candied fruit. Instead, he collected the broken candies scattered on the table with his hands, made a pile and squeezed them into his mouth. With a "hmm", he said vaguely to Master Guining: "Guining, since I almost broke my leg to attend the appointment, I'll buy you a bag of candy later, just like this stone candy."

Gui Ning didn't even want to talk to him, so he turned around and left.

Ming Zhao followed up heckly: "Don't go, have you paid for the drink?"

On the other side, Mingzhu angrily walked out of the narrow alley, and the sky had completely darkened. The crowds on the main street had not dispersed, but some night market stalls had been added, and warm-colored lanterns hung on both sides of the road a few steps away, covering the entire street. The street was illuminated like daytime, and it was actually more lively than daytime.

Zhou Lingxue followed behind him not too far away, and said softly: "Brother, slow down, and be careful not to bump into someone."

Ming Zhu turned his head and glared at him, saying: "It's all your fault."

If it wasn't for Zhou Xuxue's insane mind to do such offensive things, Ming Zhao wouldn't have made fun of him with this stupid thing.

Zhou Lingxue said helplessly: "Yes, it's my fault, brother, please forgive me."

Ming Zhu said: "I will not forgive you!"

After a while, Ming Zhu pinched a bamboo stick in his hand, on which were stuck two small yellow croakers that were roasted fragrant and crunchy. For the sake of eating the small yellow croaker, I forgive you this time."

Zhou Lingxue was so helpless that she didn't know what to say: "As long as senior brother is happy."

The little yellow croaker is not as long as a palm, and the bones and bones of the fish are all crispy yellow, so there is no need to worry about getting stuck in the throat. A pile of small yellow croakers, the saliva will flow out.

Zhou Lingxue persuaded: "Brother, eating too much is not good for the throat, let's come back tomorrow."

Ming Zhu didn't care about him, he just rummaged through his arms, grabbed a pile of broken silver, bought a bunch of small yellow croakers and held them in his arms, planning to go back and share them with his younger brothers and sisters.

Mingzhu ate to his heart's content, strolled in the night market, squandered Zhou Lingxue's money, until Zhou Lingxue's arms were full of food and play, and he couldn't take any more, then he turned around in doubt and said, "You go out What are you doing with so much money? I can't spend it all."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Does it have to be spent after taking so much?Where did this prodigal son come from?

Zhou Lingxue kicked the paper bag that almost fell to the ground, and it landed on a pile of sundries in his arms again. He didn't feel tired of being tossed like this, and said lightly: "The scabbard of the Wuxin sword was given by the fifth senior brother before. Mine, but it has worn out after all these years, I came out this time to buy a scabbard that suits my heart."

It's just that the scabbard was not bought, but was squandered by Mingzhu.

Mingzhu let out an "oh", bowed his head and counted the silver in his hand, then raised his head suddenly, opened a bright smile, and said with a smile like a flower: "Congratulations, now you can't even buy a sword tassel!"

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Not because of you!

Mingzhu didn't realize it at all, he patted Zhou Lingxue's shoulder haha, talking incomprehensibly, Zhou Lingxue listened carefully, and then realized that he was gloating.

I don't know where his face is gloating.

It wasn't until midnight that the two wandered back to the inn where they stayed.

Gui Ning Daoist likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed by others, so he has booked the entire inn, except for Rizhao's people, there are almost no outsiders.

As soon as Mingzhu stepped into the lobby of the inn, he saw Zhou Mingzhong who had arrived at an unknown time, sitting on the bench in the center, and facing him were several juniors from Rizhao, talking to him with great respect.

Among them was Shen Hongchuan.

Mingzhu's pupils shrank sharply, and he rushed over almost like lightning, pulled Shen Hongchuan up to block him, and looked at Zhou Mingzhong full of fear.

Everyone was startled by his action and looked at him in astonishment.

Zhou Mingzhong half-sat on the stool lazily, his elbows resting on the table, his face dragged by his palms, and even his eyes were lazily half-closed, as if he would fall asleep in the next moment.

In the eyes of others, he is an ordinary person who has no killing intent in his body, but in the eyes of Mingzhu, that person is just sitting lazily, like a sharp knife that is about to be unsheathed. Shen Hongchuan died.

Mingzhu's shoulders in front of Shen Hongchuan were trembling slightly, looking at Zhou Mingzhong fiercely like a trapped animal.

Zhou Mingzhong was not at all moved by his apprehensive look, instead he yawned lazily, with the corners of his eyes slightly red.

Shang Yanfeng stood up, frowned and looked at Ming Zhu, who was ready to make a move at any time, stepped forward tentatively, and said, "Brother, you..."

Before he touched Ming Zhu, Ming Zhu slapped his hands away fiercely. He protected Shen Hongchuan and took a few steps back, even his voice was a little unstable: "Don't touch him..."

Shen Hongchuan's face was full of bewilderment, and he lightly put his hands on Mingzhu's trembling shoulders, and said softly, "Senior brother? What's wrong with you?"

Ming Zhu's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, Zhou Mingzhong raised his eyes, glanced lazily at Mingzhu, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't touch him for the time being, you don't have to be so afraid of me."

Mingzhu didn't believe him, but he also knew that he was not Zhou Mingzhong's opponent at this time. He turned around and wanted to grab Shen Hongchuan's hand, but because he was too frightened, he grabbed it twice before he caught it.

Shen Hongchuan was grabbed by his wrist firmly, and he almost forcibly dragged him upstairs, leaving several juniors looking at each other in blank dismay.

Mingzhu brought Shen Hongchuan into the room, slammed the door shut and leaned against the door to take a few quick breaths, cold sweat dripping down.

Shen Hongchuan noticed that there seemed to be something strange about Mingzhu, and cautiously stretched out his hand towards him, saying, "Senior brother?"

As soon as he called out from his senior brother, Mingzhu seemed to be awakened from a nightmare, and he yelled at him: "Are you crazy?! What are you going to do to recruit him? This inn is so big, why do you just sit there without dying?" Opposite him?! Shen Hongchuan! Are you crazy? Tell me, are you looking for death?!"

Mingzhu scolded him with a series of words, Shen Hongchuan was at a loss, and he didn't know what happened, but when he saw Mingzhu scolding people, his eye circles were flushed, all doubts were immediately dispelled, and he coaxed very familiarly: "Okay, brother, I'm sorry, it was Hong Chuan who made a mistake, I promise I won't get close to him again next time, you...don't be angry."

"I can't even meet you!"

Shen Hongchuan had no choice but to say, "Okay, we won't meet either."

After Mingzhu lost his temper inexplicably, his whole body collapsed. He brushed away Shen Hongchuan's hand that wanted to help him, opened the door and staggered to Guining's residence.

Master Gui Ning spends all his free time reading the scriptures he brought. When the bright candle opened the door, he was sitting by the window, holding a yellowed book in his hand, but his eyes were cast on the starry night sky outside. What.

Mingzhu walked over, staggered and knelt down in front of him, put his arms around his waist, and said hoarsely: "Master."

Master Gui Ning didn't move at all, he was still staring at the night sky, his voice was a little floaty: "Zhou Mingzhong will do it, but not now, don't collapse too tightly."

"Master." Mingzhu buried his face in Guining's arms, and a muffled voice came, "Why would you rather trap me in the sun and never be free for the rest of your life than me to practice hard and change my fate by myself?"

Master Gui Ning was stunned for a moment, looked away, looked at the bright candle in his arms, and didn't speak for a while.

"If I can gain the Tao, why Zhou Ming is important, and what goes against my wishes, can I solve it all by myself?" Ming Zhu firmly grasped the lapel of Guining Zhenren, "You said that I am useless, and I come to ask for your help in everything. , but you..."

Mingzhu raised his head slowly, revealing a pair of eyes full of water, he said sadly: "... but never gave me the choice to handle these things by myself."

The author has something to say:

Suddenly, I want to eat grilled small yellow croaker! ! ! ! ! ! QAQ! !

Congratulations to the big brother for the promotion of the little yellow croaker! 【very jealous】

A few days ago, I really wanted to eat sugar-fried hawthorn. I was shopping outside today, and I accidentally saw it, and then I bought it...