How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

The teahouse is always lively, and the storyteller seems to be talking about all the romantic affairs when he opens and closes the folding fan in his hand.Ordinary ordinary people only feel that Jianghu is a story of a group of warriors, which has nothing to do with it, but they yearn for it.The storyteller's half-truth and half-false words have become the world in the eyes of another group of people.

"Let's say that since Zheliu Mountain Villa was burnt down two years ago, the Devil's Cult has become even more powerful in Jianghu." In the teahouse, the storyteller stood in front of the table, opening and closing a white paper fan several times in his hand. It means to point out the country.And the tea guests in the seat listened to his high-spirited talk, and it was quite interesting——

"This demon sect is against the destiny, and it massacred the righteous way of martial arts in the past. Its leader was originally a rebel from the first Lingxu sword gate of the righteous way. He held a grudge because he was expelled from the teacher's school, so he formed a relationship with the righteous way.

"But this person is indeed a strange person. He did murder and arson, and he also did good things like building bridges and roads. And he didn't hide it, and he did it with confidence.

"However, since you are a wicked person, no matter how many good things you do, you are still a wicked person; and a good person, once you do evil things, you are not a good person. Therefore, there is a saying: Don't do good because it is small, and don't do evil because it is small. Let's talk about this demon teaching Destiny is a great disaster in martial arts. It is said that during the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Zhengdao raided Wanren Valley of the Demon Sect. However, there was an old forest outside the valley, and there were many monsters in it. The heroes of the righteous way did not even enter that forest... "

While talking, the wind slipped in through the window.The summer wind is always hot, even in the mountains.

Jian Qianshan was sitting in front of the table, and he was drawing a pen to write a post.The window was open, and the wind carried the fragrance of grass and trees.On the table is a paperweight in the shape of a unicorn, pressing a corner of the paper, with its head held high and its chest majestic.It is made of glass again, and at this time, it reflects the golden light of the setting sun, making the room full of brilliance.However, there was a bright red tassel tied around the neck of this glazed unicorn, suddenly it looked like someone's cat or dog.

A piece of paper was filled with writing, just as it was getting dark.Jian Qianshan raised his head, only then did he realize that it was getting dark.He looked out the window, except for the disciples who were on duty at night in Jianmen, there was only the breeze and bright moon.Until it was completely dark, he lit the lamp.Just as I was picking up my pen and wanted to continue, I heard someone outside the window grinning and saying:

"Master Daoist, it's getting late, be careful and hurt your eyes."

As soon as the tip of the pen was delayed, a large ball of ink fainted on the paper.Jian Qianshan put down his pen and packed up the paper, but he didn't give him half a look: "When did you come?"

"Just now." Xingheying said, turned in from the window, and jumped to Jian Qianshan's side.Fu Rongxiang felt a little warm, and he put one hand on Jian Qianshan's shoulder: "Why did the Taoist priest write so seriously? Could it be... a love letter?"

Before Jian Qianshan could speak, he had already picked up a piece of paper.After a quick glance, it was "Fifteen Treatises on Chongyang Lijiao" that was very serious.Seeing his disappointment, Jian Qianshan joked with a smile: "Are you satisfied with the love letter to Patriarch Chongyang?"

"It's a pity that it's not for me." Xingheying said, still in a daze, and sat down at the table.Seeing the glass paperweight on the table, he laughed again.

Of course he is happy, no matter who sees his sweetheart using the things he gave, he will be very happy.With a smile on his face, Xingheying suddenly leaned over to lean against Jian Qianshan:

"Daozhang, why don't you take it to me after writing these?"

"Huh?" Jian Qianshan was slightly puzzled, and Xingheying had accepted him as his acquiescence, and raised his hand to arrange the papers on the table one by one in order:

"I'll take it back to practice calligraphy for the little wolf cub. You know my handwriting is like a dog crawling. It can't compare to you, Daoist. By the way, Daoist, why did you remember to write this?"

As Xingheying was talking, he turned his eyes to Jian Qianshan naturally, and the light in his eyes was not known whether it was the lights or the glazed glass, which made people fascinated by the light.Jian Qianshan never lied, looked into his eyes, and said slowly: "My heart is not calm."

Xingheying blinked, then suddenly laughed, stretched out his left hand, and shook it like a magic trick, and when he turned his right hand, two round peaches appeared in his hand.Jian Qianshan looked down at the two peaches in his hand, and couldn't help laughing:

"What are you doing? Divide the peaches? Or do you want me to bring the second junior brother back and make you a pair of peaches to kill the three warriors?"

"Newly picked," Xingheying said, stuffing one into his hand and putting the other on the table, "I washed it before I came here, so you can eat it directly. Apart from my father, Si Niang is the best at taking care of flowers and trees. Other people's home is much sweeter, you should try it!"

"Come all the way here just to give me a peach?" Jian Qianshan knew the answer, so he asked.The two nectarines that Xingheying brought him were nectarines, and it would be easier to not have peach hairs.Facing his eager gaze, Jian Qianshan had no choice but to take a bite.Ordinary nectarines are somewhat sour, but this peach is as sweet as a mouthful of honey.

Jian Qianshan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Xingheying smiled happily: "Let me just say, these peaches are really sweet. But these two are ripe on the tree, and I will bring you a few days later when they are more ripe." !"

"It's all brought to me, isn't Adali willing to fight?" Jian Qianshan laughed, and he also knew that Xingheying came to him for nothing, and sometimes he would quietly bring the little wolf cub.Two years have passed, and the child has grown a lot in stature. It is said that he enjoyed Xingheying's childhood treatment in Defying Destiny. How can Adali torment him now.However, the little wolf cub also has times when he is cowardly, for example, every time he is in front of Jian Qianshan, he is very obedient.

"It's okay, if he wants to eat, Si Niang will definitely keep it for him." Xingheying said, with a smile on his face resting his chin on his hands.Jian Qianshan looked at his smile, and after copying the scriptures several times without calming down, his heart suddenly settled down a little, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously: "You came to me just to give me a peach?"

"No." Xingheying folded his hands on the table, rested his chin on the pillow, and tilted his head to look at him with a smile in his eyes, "I have been teaching Adali to read these days, and I read a poem and I like it very much, so I came here to give it to him." Tell me."

"Ok?"

"I hate Pan Niang, she looks better than Liulang; add egrets, when the evening is sunny, young men and beautiful women stand side by side." Xingheying said with a smile in his eyes, one hand on Jian Qianshan's shoulder, and smiled. With a little frivolity in mind, he stretched out his hand and hooked Jian Qianshan's jaw:

"Master Daoist, are you a beauty or a young master?"

The glazed paperweight on the table reflected the lights, making his eyes sparkle.Jian Qianshan stared at him for a moment, then shook his head suddenly: "Are you going to teach children this?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Xingheying smiled, suddenly stretched out his hands to support his head, and looked sideways at Jian Qianshan, "Brother, do you know how old I am this year?"

"29." Jian Qianshan didn't even lift his head, and caught sight of the letter on the table that he had forgotten to put away, raised his hand and swept it into the wastebasket.Xingheying didn't even need to look at it to know that it was a letter from people of the righteous way urging Jian Qianshan to take action against Destiny's Destiny. He gave a low laugh and put his hand on Jian Qianshan's shoulder:

"Daoist, I will be thirty next year. People who are going to be three children, shouldn't they marry a daughter-in-law?"

"Okay, is it better for Pindao to help you protect the media or to pray for blessings?" Jian Qianshan raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Or on your wedding day, bring the righteous way to enter Wanren Valley to congratulate you?"

The forces against destiny are strong, and Lingxu Sword Sect is the head of the righteous way, so naturally... sooner or later there will be a battle.Jian Qianshan's heart sank a few times, but Xingheying smiled and brushed the silver hair on his sideburns:

"No need, Taoist priest, you just need to change into your wedding clothes and accompany me back to worship hall!"