Senior Sister Cunning to the Fox (Rebirth)

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Lin Siqin looked at the instep with a guilty conscience.

"Don't be picky eaters..."

He clasped his fingers guilty.

"and also……"

Lin Siqin said with a bitter face, "Ah? Is there anything else?"

Huayin said softly: "...Senior Sister will always treat you well."

Lin Siqin immediately raised her head and said happily, "You said it! Don't go back on your word!"

"No regrets."

Never go back on your word.

My kindness to you will not be enough in the next life.

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Chapter 22

On the side of the road, there is a tea shed.The tea shed is simple, with old tables and chairs, but it is full of guests.It's just because this place is the only place to pass on the Wuyou Mountain.

In the southeast corner of the tea shed, there are four or five young people sitting. They look young and weak, wearing coarse gray robes, and they are dusty. There are two people holding two old long swords with scabbards. One of the young people holding the sword is talking freely.

"... There may be a low sneer in the buzzing hall, which seems to be mocking Mr. Moxiu. However, Mr. Moxiu is sitting upright with a teacup, and ignores all the cynicism of the people in the hall. Right at this moment At that time, someone suddenly questioned loudly: "She is really the head of the Dark Moon Hall of our Holy Cult? She is not an impostor! Our Fengyun Holy Cult has never had such a delicate head?" The voice was not He had good intentions and was very arrogant. Immediately afterwards, someone teased and said, "Master Hua is as beautiful as a flower, and I feel sorry for him. Wouldn't it be a pity to come to our Fengyun sect to fight and kill? Why don't you marry me, Lao Zhang, and just serve him I, can spend the rest of my life comfortably...'"

The young man who told the story spoke with joy and emotion, which attracted other tea guests to turn back to listen to him frequently.

Among the tea guests in the northwest corner, a young man couldn't help asking his older companion in a low voice: "Is there anyone who dared to speak to Hua Yin like this?" Hua Yin is the master of the Dark Moon Hall. As a martial arts genius, she blatantly joins Fengyun Sect and has always been famous. Now the Deputy Headmaster Shu Xian supervises the Demon Sect's West Third Hall, and even the holy son Shang Wuxie is afraid of it. How dare someone in the Demon Sect speak insultingly to her?

The older companion said: "Back then, Huayin rebelled...leaved Wuyou Mountain to go to Fengyun Mountain of the Demon Sect. He had just arrived, and as a female disciple of the Orthodox Church, he occupied the high position of the head of the Dark Moon Hall. Among the disciples of Shengzi Shang Wuxie, many people refused to accept it. In the half a year since Huayin went there, the Dark Moon Hall of the Demon Sect was assassinated several times, and there were daily fights along the banks of the two rivers. Even Wu who broke with her The head of Youshan also ordered the door to be closed, lest some people in the Devil's Cult who are not clear-headed would anger Master Moxiu's former juniors and younger sisters."

There are many sects that have been classified as demon sects in Jianghu, among which the three most powerful sects are Fengyun Sect, Zhutianmen and Yanyulou.

Zhu Tianmen has been hidden underground for many years, and it takes money to do things. Whether it is the leaders of various factions or the officials of the court, they can estimate the price and sell it.

There are many women in the Yanyulou brothel, mainly selling news, they have always had a good relationship between the first two factions, and every time there is a dispute between the magic sect, they will turn the tide.Yanyu Tower has stood tall in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, and Qianli Shunfeng Tower has its own merits, and no one can overwhelm the other.

Both parties are businessmen, and they may both believe in making money through harmony, but there have been few disputes for hundreds of years.

An eight or nine-year-old girl next to her asked curiously, "Daddy, who is Huayin?"

The elder smiled and patted her head, saying, "Hua Yin is Mr. Moxiu!"

"But isn't she uncle's elder sister? How could it be Mr. Moxiu? Isn't Mr. Moxiu a demon girl who kills people without blinking an eye?" The little girl frowned.

"Shut up!" The woman next to her scolded, "Lan'er! What did your parents teach you before you go out?" She said and looked at a woman with a hat on her head who was drinking tea at the next table on the left.When the daughter said the word "demon girl" just now, a murderous aura swept over from the left side through the veil of the bamboo hat, and disappeared in a flash.

This place is the border of Wuyou Mountain, how can you blatantly say that Huayin is not?

The little girl didn't notice her mother's fear, pouted her lips, and muttered: "Listen more and talk less, no matter whether martial arts is right or wrong... I know." Instead, she focused on listening to the young man's story.

The young man was still eloquently describing: "That man is really bold! Although Master Moxiu is not well-known, he created the Dark Moon Hall many years ago, from scratch, and it is said that he once taught an innate master. Is the hall master an opponent? He offended so much, the two deputy hall masters of the Dark Moon Hall behind Mr. Moxiu and a few rudder masters were furious! They shouted and cursed!"

"Brother Chu, what are the people in Dark Moon Hall scolding?"

"Yes! Tell me, tell me!"

"I've heard that the people in Dark Moon Hall are cruel and ruthless, and they will take heads if they disagree with each other. I've never heard how they curse people!"

"Those who dare to scold them are probably dead, right? Haha!"

Someone next to him was upset, and he patted the table and said: "A group of scum! Dark Moon Hall is the executioner of the Demon Cult! You are so respectful, are you also a demon cult evildoer?!"

Before the young man who told the story had time to answer, the companion holding the sword next to him had already cursed back: "Come out and mess, wipe the shit off your mouth first!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The big man who slapped the table blushed, stood up with his sword in hand, stepped on the stool, and shouted: "Which family's grandson dares to scold your grandfather?"

The tea guests at the next table were afraid of harming the fish in the pond, so they hid aside with their burdens.These people didn't go far, they just watched the fun by the tea shed.

"Everyone in the Dark Moon Hall is a man. As long as Mr. Moxiu says something, I will immediately join the sect! What are you doing?!" The scolding young man was not at all afraid, and continued to scold: "Your grandpa, I will open my crotch pants Just mess around and meet a lot of people, only a meddling grandson like you will die quickly!"

The big man shouted and kicked the table while drawing his sword. Seeing that a table of tea was about to be kicked over, he heard a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the big man screamed loudly.

"what----"

Everyone looked around quickly, and the little girl Di Shulan also tiptoed to look, and saw him hugging his legs and bowing and screaming miserably, but a chopstick pierced through the back of his instep and pinned his foot to the stool.

"Throw him out!" A voice as sweet as a yellow warbler sounded coldly.

Di Shulan followed the voice, and saw that the speaker was the woman wearing a bamboo hat at the next table.Before she finished speaking, the servant standing beside her tiptoed, flew up, and landed beside the big man across the distance between two tea tables. With a hook and kick by his side, the man was kicked out. The tea shed was several feet away, falling far away on the muddy ground.

The big man struggled a few times, got up staggeringly, hugged his legs, held his sword, and ran away limping.

Di Shulan saw that the blood-stained chopsticks were stuck on the stool, dripping with bright red liquid, and her chest twitched, and she almost vomited her lunch.

The kicking man showed his hand, walked back silently, and stood quietly behind the woman wearing the bamboo hat.He still looks so ordinary, just like the servants of the Di family who are squatting outside the tea shed drinking tea and eating steamed buns.If it weren't for the attack just now that shocked everyone present, no one would have been able to tell that this is a martial arts master.

"It's annoying to be so annoying, it's delaying my listening to the story!" The woman in the bamboo hat snorted dissatisfiedly, and said, "Hey! The one who told the story just now, continue to tell! I have a reward for a good story!" "A silver coin" " was printed on the wooden table, and the solid wooden table sank into a small pit.

The young man in the southeast corner could hold his breath, he bowed his hands to the woman from afar, and started talking again.

"The senior officials of the Dark Moon Hall in the Thunder Hall are yelling and threatening, and they are very angry!" After the interruption just now, the young man dismissed the curse from the Dark Moon Hall, and others were afraid of the woman in the bamboo hat, and did not dare to make a fuss , listen quietly.