Bloody mountains and rivers

Qingfeng Valley is particularly lively today.

Ever since Ju Shurong lived in seclusion in Qingfeng Valley, he hadn't seen other people, but today, two of them came here.

At that time, Ju Shurong was watering the rhododendrons in the garden.It was transplanted from the mountains to the courtyard not long ago, and it had to be taken care of carefully. At this moment, he heard footsteps coming from behind.

He turned around, an old man in his 50s with a child.

The child was only five or six years old, standing beside the old man out of breath, seeing him looking over, straightened his body, and forced himself to look at him calmly.

He raised his eyebrows, the roads into Qingfeng Valley were all mountain roads, rugged and difficult to walk, it was beyond his expectation that this kid could come up.

The old man stepped forward and bowed to him: "Hero Ju." Then he pulled the child in front of him: "Come and salute the hero."

The child didn't move.

Ju Shurong immediately understood what their plans were, and sneered: "I can't be called a hero." He glanced at the child, "I don't accept disciples."

The old man knelt down and kowtowed to Ju Shurong: "The villain knows that the Great Xia Ju has retired from the world and no longer cares about the secular world. My master also didn't want the young master to be involved in the secular world, so he ordered the villain to let the young master come to seek refuge with the great Xia Ju." I don’t ask Hero Ju to accept him as a disciple, but I hope Hero Ju can keep him.”

Ju Shurong looked at them with a half-smile.

When the child saw the old man kneeling down, Ju Shurong remained indifferent, and angrily pulled the old man's arm and said, "Uncle Yue, let's go, he doesn't intend to let me stay at all, it's a waste of us running so far to see this kind of people!"

Ju Shurong looked at the child with a smile.The old man said: "Young master, don't lose your temper, you also kneel down and beg Hero Ju."

The childish face turned red, staring at Ju Shurong: "Who wants to kneel down for this kind of person!"

Ju Shurong became interested at this time, he looked at the child and said, "What's your name?"

The child snorted and turned his head: "Who will tell you my name!"

The smile on Ju Shurong's face remained undiminished, the old man pulled the child in a panic: "Young master..." Then he kowtowed to Ju Shurong: "Please don't blame the great Xia Ju, the young master has been spoiled since he was a child. Yes. The young master’s surname is Jiang, and his name is Wanli.”

Ju Shurong's expression changed: "The 'Jiang' of Zhong Lingguo?"

The old man kowtowed again and said, "Yes."

Jiang Wanli gritted his teeth and stared at Ju Shurong.

Ju Shurong said thoughtfully, "Get up first."

The old man raised his head and said excitedly: "So, you are..."

Ju Shurong smiled, and nodded Jiang Wanli with his chin: "If he is willing, he can stay."

The old man tremblingly agreed twice: "He is willing, he is willing..."

Jiang Wanli was about to say something, but seeing the excited face of the old man, he stopped talking again.

Ju Shurong said sternly: "Since you have stepped into Qingfeng Valley, you will be cut off from the secular world in this life. You can't go out again, and you can't get involved with the secular world."

Jiang Wanli ignored him, the old man secretly patted him, and he reluctantly responded.

The corner of Ju Shurong's mouth raised slightly, the old man heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "In that case, the villain will retire first."

Jiang Wanli said: "Uncle Yue, it's already so late, it's not safe for you to go down the mountain alone, so stay overnight first!"

The old man shook his head, Ju Shurong didn't like outsiders, if he stayed, it might offend him, so let him stay in Jiang Wanli, the purpose of this trip has been achieved.

Jiang Wanli wanted to say something else, but the old man said: "Young Master, since you have entered Qingfeng Valley, you must listen to the words of Great Xia Ju from now on."

Jiang Wanli nodded reluctantly, the old man patted him on the back, saluted Ju Shurong and went down the mountain.

Jiang Wanli watched his back gradually disappear, turned around and looked angrily at Ju Shurong who had never said anything to keep him.

Ju Shurong looked up at him, he hummed and ran away.

He smiled, he was really a child.

After a while, Jiang Wanli ran over again and said awkwardly, "Hey! Where do I live!"

He ran all over the place just now, and there is only one room in this small broken place.

Only then did Ju Shurong realize: "Oh, there is no place for you to live."

Jiang Wanli stared at him with wide eyes, and he thought for a while: "Sleep with me first, and I will build you a room tomorrow."

Jiang Wanli ran into the house angrily.

Ju Shurong looked at his back, thoughtfully.

Jiang Wanli, Wanli of Pengcheng Wanli.

Jiang Wuyong, Jiang Wuyong, you want to send your son to Qingfeng Valley and name him Wanli, what do you think?