I'm being watched by a sword

Chapter 467
The second floor of Mingtang Xiaozhu.

Yue Qingge bowed respectfully to Bai Zhi and Lu Shan, took the things Lu Shan gave her, and left happily with her sister.

Seeing the two walking out of the small building in Mingtang, Lu Shan was very curious about how the future mother-in-law would persuade Yue Qingge to persuade her sister, so he asked:
"Mom, how did you convince her?"

Bai Zhi didn't say much, but simply explained an ambiguous sentence:
"It's just comparing your heart with your heart. Xiaoshan, you are just in the middle of the game and you haven't seen it through."

Although Lu Shan is ignorant, he has some guesses:
Convincing people with reason, convincing people with strength, and convincing people with benefits, in short, there are only one, two or three.

Su Yi didn't stay behind, and left with her mother, Bai Zhi. Before leaving, she looked back with a smile, which made Lu Shan not come back to his senses for a long time.

...

The next morning, the sun jumped out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Lu Shan finished his ten-hour daily training in the pagoda, and walked out of the pagoda without haste in the face of the radiant rising sun.

Those members who had no information outside the tower participated in the training, and they all followed Sheng Yuanfang to Wanqing City.

Those people can be regarded as the first batch of official members of the Mountain League, and they can also be regarded as the existing backbone of the Mountain League's information department.

Those who don't have poor information are squatting here. Naturally, other people are squatting here. After all, this place is a good place to make money.

As soon as Lu Shan came out, someone immediately followed him like a shadow, and handed over a small rolled up note without saying a few words.

After receiving the note, he glanced at the flamboyant word "沉" at the corner of the coat that the man deliberately mentioned, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as if to say——

"Thanks!"

Putting away the small note, Lu Shan continued to walk forward slowly, thinking to himself:

"When will the Shen family not let go of this small piece of money?"

The participating pagoda is not far from the Hall of Seven Sages, and it takes only three to five minutes by foot from Lushan.

Entering the courtyard of the Hall of Seven Sages, there are fiery red and flame-like maple leaves falling in sight.

Lu Shan entered.

Zhao Shuli went out.

The two met by chance.

Lu Shan was still very polite, and said calmly: "Morning master!"

Zhao Shuli, who had something to do when he went out, knew that Lu Shan didn't come to see him, but he still couldn't help but say:
"Xiaoshan, you're all right, come to drink with your second uncle Shen again?"

Lu Shan knew that this was a wake-up call from his master, and after bowing, he explained:

"Master Patriarch can rest assured, usually I don't come here, Second Uncle said that there is a big jar of good wine, so he invited me, a junior, to have a few drinks."

"Besides, I have also benefited a lot from the chat with my second uncle, and I am also lucky to have received many teachings from him!"

Suddenly, Zhao Shuli understood Lu Shan's little plan, and said with a smile:

"So that's how it is. I said why you haven't been with your little wife for the past two days, and you've been running here all day. It turns out that you are thinking about the martial arts created by Shen Laoer."

"Hahaha, you are worthy of being Xiaoshuiliu's precious disciple, who has the demeanor of your master back then!"

Lu Shan didn't expect why his master, who has always been stable and refined, suddenly learned to tease at this time.

And he is very sure that the master was scolding him just now, but unfortunately he has no evidence, he can only watch the master caressing his beard as if he is a fairy, and drifting away...

Only the Seven Sages can live in the main hall of the Hall of Seven Sages.

The heirs or family members of the Seven Sages like the second son of the Shen family can only live in the adjacent side hall.

Lu Shan walked leisurely, and came to the door of a certain room on the third floor of the side hall. He was about to knock on the door, but the door creaked open.

A rough voice sounded:

"Come in, today's wine is 50 years old, and it's strong enough. If you're not used to it, I'll get you a jug of sake!"

"Hahaha!"

Following Lu Shan's line of sight, a burly man in gray linen with stubble was sitting on a few couches, laughing wildly.

There is a small square table on the couch, and on the small square table is a large jar of unopened old wine.

Although Lu Shan is not a heavy drinker, he is also an out-and-out alcoholic, but he is an alcoholic who seldom gets drunk.

Lu Shan walked to a few couches, and without paying any respect, he opened the red wine seal with a squeak.

He first sniffed the scent lightly, then poured a bowl for the strong man in sackcloth, then poured another bowl for himself, and said while pouring:
"Second Uncle, don't bother. This old wine is a secret treasure at first glance. I may not be able to drink it in other places. Even if I get drunk today, I will drink it with you!"

The corner of Shen Laoer's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile:

"You have a lot of alcohol, kid. I haven't seen you drink it once in the past few days, but you drink me every time."

After a long time, Shen Laoer lay down on the couch and fell asleep soundly.

Lu Shan drank a few more bowls by himself, and felt that it was almost done, so he tidied up, helped Second Uncle Shen cover the quilt, and quietly left the room.

Thinking back to the strange self-created martial arts mentioned by Second Uncle Shen, as well as the seemingly unreliable astonishing experience, Lu Shan's pace became slower and slower.

As soon as he left, Shen Lao Er kicked off the quilt on his body, smiled, poured himself a bowl of wine, and said to himself:
"This kid's swordsmanship talent is indeed not bad, but he likes to play tricks too much."

Lu Shan never expected——

People like Shen Laoer have lived for two or three hundred years, and if they are left alone for so many years, whoever survives is not an old fox playing tricks.

Shen Laoer drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, laughed again, smacked his mouth twice, and murmured in a low voice:

"This kid has put so much effort into trying to please me by beating around the bush, but he's just asking me about some martial arts skills, what a little fox!"

The rugged man grinned, then frowned again.

And this subtle emotional expression of smiling and frowning obviously doesn't match Shen Laoer, a rough guy.

The rough man looked at the bowl with no more wine, and muttered something in his mouth:

"Even if you just ask me for it, I think I will give it to Su Yi."

"However, these little cleverness are not annoying, and they are quite comfortable!"

Shen Laoer smiled knowingly, his affectionate eyes gradually drifted away, with joy and sorrow:
"Lan Lan, some people are willing to learn those difficult martial arts that we created together, and they are likely to be able to learn them!"

"But why did the old man who searched for it use my mouth to pass on the formula of Bafang Huayan, a secret technique that even my elder brother and I are not allowed to learn, to Lu Shan?"

In addition to being puzzled and angry, the rough man Shen Laoer began to feel sorry for his father Shen Zhengjing who was partial to the next generation:
"The old man's old injury has recurred again. I don't know when it will get better?"

The sun hangs high at noon, and even though you can't feel the scorching sun, you can still feel a slight restlessness in the air.

When Lu Shan passed the main hall of the Seven Sages Hall, he heard a very deliberate cough, which, to put it bluntly, caught his attention.

He knew the source of the cough very well, so he could only turn his head to look, and saw an old man on crutches standing in the midday sun, his beard and hair seemed to be getting whiter.

At this time, Lu Shan didn't be a good and well-behaved junior, he didn't walk over, but just saluted from a distance.

Shen Zhengjing didn't say anything, he waved his hand to let him go, and the light in his eyes flashed away.

Although Lu Shan felt that this unscrupulous old man was different from normal, he turned around and left.

Suddenly, the surrounding air shook like water waves, and the figure of Zhao Shuli appeared beside Shen Zhengjing.

Shen Zhengjing turned his head and glanced at this old friend who had been with him for more than 300 years, and asked:

"Old Zhao, how is the investigation going?"

Zhao Shuli put away the octagonal mirror that emitted a bright and cold light in his hand, looked at Lu Shan's back that was fading away, and replied:

"Some eyebrows."

After a pause, he looked at Shen Zhengjing, and then said:

"However, two organizations, Wuguan and Craftsman, are involved."

Shen Zhengjing turned around and walked towards the main hall, sneered:
"Martial Arts and Craftsmen are just two clowns. They have been doing shows for so many years, and now they are both strong. I think it's time to end the show."

Zhao Shuli followed Shen Zhengjing's footsteps, and walked side by side with Shen Zhengjing with his hands behind his back.

Shen Zhengjing glanced at the red maple tree, the withered and yellow leaves were scattered, and said with emotion:

"I still remember that we planted this red maple tree together back then, and now it has matured. Time is not forgiving!"

Zhao Shuli grabbed a fallen leaf casually, saw that its vitality was weak, and smiled wryly:

"It's a pity that the red maple tree planted by us old things has run away with others!"

After sighing, he brought the topic back to the main topic and asked:

"Old Shen, what do you want to do with the martial arts and craftsmen?"

Shen Zhengjing leaned on crutches, and landed on the ground with a thud, without stopping, said:
"Old Zhao, we don't need to worry about them, we just need to care about Huang Tianli who is optimistic about the trade union."

"Of course, there should be other people in the union secretly, but they were hidden by that guy Huang Tianli."

Having said that, he slowed down and asked, "Old Zhao, can you do it alone?"

Zhao Shuli laughed loudly, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword appeared in his hand, which could no longer be ordinary, and there was a little teasing in his voice:

"Old friend, I was the stupidest among those people back then. I was such a stupid, stupid person. But besides you, has anyone else seen my true ability?"

At this moment, his face was calm, and that kind of self-confidence that was almost arrogant, I am afraid that even the twelfth-level gust of wind could not blow it away!

Although Zhao Shuli's calm and arrogant words seemed to be incoherent, Shen Zhengjing could clearly understand the meaning of his words, and said with a smile:

"Yes. However, your stupidity is much more terrifying than your persistence."

"After so many years, you and I have become stronger, and they should also become stronger. You still can't take it lightly!"

Zhao Shuli nodded, with a flat smile on his face, looking at Shen Zhengjing's hunched back, said:

"Old Shen, I, Zhao Shuli, have lived cautiously all my life. Up to now, I will not change my principles arbitrarily because of any incident. Don't worry!"

"Hehe." Shen Zhengjing was leaning on crutches and hunched over, still feeling a little worried.

Now that Shen Zhengjing said that he doesn't care about martial arts and craftsmen, Zhao Shuli didn't think about it any more, and changed the topic to the Lan family's privately doing some improper research:
"Oh, by the way, is it really necessary to deal with that matter of the Lan family?"

An old man with a haggard face appeared in Shen Zhengzheng's mind. He was a friend and comrade who followed in his footsteps from the most difficult period:

"A man dares to act and act!"

"This sentence is what Xin Yuan said when he followed me and later became the Seven Sages. I still remember his firmness at that time."

"Now that something happened to the Lan family, he took it upon himself to bear it, which can be regarded as a successful end to his life."

Zhao Shuli looked serious, and wanted to intercede with Lan Xinyuan:
"It's true to say that, it's just that there are ten deaths and nine lives in that place. After all, I watched Xinyuan grow up, and my heart..."

Shen Zhengjing interrupted Zhao Shuli, he was afraid that he would also soften his heart, so his voice was cold:

"If you are soft-hearted and can't tell, then I will go and tell him in person."

While chatting, the two had already entered the main hall.

Zhao Shuli sat in his seat, watched Shen Zhengjing put away his crutches, and continued:

"You don't need to talk about it. He has already left for that place. I'm just afraid that his rebellious son won't be easy to take care of!"

Shen Zhengjing lay down obliquely, closed his chaotic eyes, and said coldly:

"When it is broken, it will be disrupted."

Zhao Shuli took out the octagonal mirror in his arms, put it on his knees, looked at the mirror image in the mirror, and said:

"I know the truth, but it's hard to do it!"

Shen Zhengjing turned sideways, pulled a blanket over his lap, and said:

"If you think it's difficult to handle, why don't you let my second child do it?"

Zhao Shuli knew very well that some things had to be done, even if he couldn't bear it, he had to do it, so he sighed and said:
"Well, when the situation really gets bad and irreparable, I will prepare for the worst. Let my family, Bo Yuan, come with your second child, just in case!"

After talking about the Lan family, Zhao Shuli thought of that kid Lu Shan again, took a deep look at his good friend Shen Zhengjing, and asked:
"Did you pass that secret technique to Lu Shan?"

Shen Zhengjing didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it either: "I only passed on the formula."

Zhao Shuli didn't understand his approach, thought for a while and asked:

"That secret technique can't be practiced by memorizing formulas back and forth. It also needs the cooperation of the Bafang Shenyan book in your hand."

There was a smile on Shen Zhengjing's old face, and he said unhurriedly:
"That's okay, he's already read the book."

Zhao Shuli was startled, and quickly asked, "When did it happen?"

Shen Zhengjing rubbed his forehead and eyebrows, opened his eyes, looked at the glass dome in the hall, and said:
"He had seen it a long time ago."

Zhao Shuli laughed and said, "Old Shen, you still think too far."

Shen Zhengjing didn't answer, and closed his eyes again.

Zhao Shuli felt that the matter was almost finished, so he got up and prepared to leave, but finally added:
"Lu Shan is taught by your second child, so I won't interfere here."

"Wait a minute!"

Shen Zhengjing called Zhao Shuli to stop and explained:

"The child needs you to teach him personally. He must master the inscription on the tower of participation. That is a good way for us to fight against those people or demons!"

"I don't trust anyone except you!"

Zhao Shuli nodded and said hello.

Then, in a flash, he disappeared on the chair that belonged to him in the main hall.

(End of this chapter)