Worry-free palm

After punishing the third junior brother, Master Zong went to retreat.Sheng Chaoge felt that his master was not going to retreat to practice, but to reflect on his own education.

The martial arts conference is just around the corner, but he is the only one left in the back mountain who can take charge, and he can't get away for a while, so the trip to Suzhou can only be postponed again and again.The previous letter should be in Shen Anran's hands. With that kid's personality, he will definitely reply. Sheng Chaoge wrote the letter hard, and he is not going to continue to embarrass himself. He just waits for the reply and then replies with the content written by the young master. You can.

There are two natural stone caves on the cliff that Sheng Chaoge was punished to climb twice before. The caves are not deep, the entrance is narrow but the inside is spacious. The trees on the outside hide the sound of the cliff, and the only sound is the surging river, which is suitable for retreat and meditation. Facing the wall and thinking about it.One of them is specially prepared for the third junior brother who has been mischievous since he was a child, and the other is usually used by him and the second junior brother in turn.

Although Master Zong imprisoned his third junior brother, Sheng Chaoge couldn't ignore it.At first he thought that the kid was just a superficial injury, but who knew that the injury was extremely serious when he tested his pulse, and the master actually killed him.His medical skills are average, so he can only ask Duan Zhiyi for help, but Duan Zhiyi is the root of all evil, he knows what the master knows, and he knows what the master doesn't know.

So as soon as Duan Zhiyi entered the cave, he was overjoyed when he saw the half-dead third junior brother lying on the ground, and laughed out loud, "I usually look at cleverness, why are you so stupid this time? How dare you be so stupid as your master's Ni Lin?" Stamp? I still picked up those things about you, if I tell my senior brother, I'm afraid I can only come to collect your body for you."

As he spoke, he subconsciously let go of his thoughts, "Tsk, the coffin and funeral are indispensable if the corpse is collected, and I don't know how much money it will cost. Although you are punished, you are also a direct disciple of the senior brother, and the operation is simple. I'm afraid I can't say it..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of the third junior brother, and immediately said with relief, "It's okay, it's okay, I can't die for the time being, and this money is saved for the time being. You don't know, the daily expenses of this school are like running water, and it can save money." One point is one point... Hey, it would be great if the Yungong faction had one or two people who could make money like the third or fourth son of the Shen family..."

If Sheng Chaoge still couldn't understand the deep meaning in his words, then his black heart would be in vain, but he didn't talk to him, and he was not in a hurry. He stood beside Duan Zhiyi, and the two of them watched the tragic situation of the third junior brother together.The poor third junior brother was lying on the ground covered in blood, and because of his strong willpower, he kept awake all the time, just staring at the two people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

Seeing that he was silent, Duan Zhiyi sighed again, and then slowly took out a elixir to help the third junior brother hang himself, lest he die, "The refining of this elixir cost a lot of precious medicinal materials Well, Yanzhi, the money will be deducted from your monthly bill~"

Sheng Chaoge looked at him, and said solemnly, "You might as well help him heal his internal injuries and leave the external injuries alone, otherwise I have to come and see him often, it's really troublesome."

Third Junior Brother: "..." This is probably not a fake senior brother.

Duan Zhiyi shook his head, and replied very solemnly, "No, no, if my brother finds out, I will be beaten. It's okay, I'll keep this bottle of medicine. If he thinks he can't do it, he will take one and die." No way."

Although this gossip king is average in martial arts, his medical skills are the best in the Yungong School. He said that if he can't die, he will definitely not die. Sheng Chaoge thought for a while and said, "Okay." Next to the junior brother's blood-stained cheek.

Third Junior Brother: "..." I'm afraid you are not spies sent by the Devil's Cult.

Eldest senior brother put down a tube of water and a bowl of porridge by the way, even if you're done, say goodbye to third junior brother and leave.Before he left, Duan Zhiyi squatted down on purpose and poked the wound on his face with his finger. It was neither serious nor serious, but it was enough as a reminder, "Young man, it's okay to be self-willed, but don't joke about your relationship with others... ...will be struck by lightning."

His expression was half a smile, which was his usual look, but no one would take his words as a joke.The third junior brother lowered his eyes, he opened his mouth, his voice was low but not broken, "I will send a letter to me in a few days, please ask my uncle to deliver it in person."

Duan Zhiyi froze for a moment, frowned imperceptibly, and looked down at him.The third junior brother didn't want to say any more, Duan Zhuangyi's eyes finally vented his anger and hatred, he didn't bother to ask, he just responded and went out with his hands behind his back.

When Duan Zhiyi said that he would not be cured, he really would not be cured. The bottle of elixir he left behind had little effect on the internal injuries of the third junior brother. Fortunately, Master Zong gave him a glimmer of life and did not kill him. After working in the cave for more than ten days, he was finally able to move.Sheng Chaoge delivered meals to him three times a day, taking into account his poor health, and what he delivered was easy-to-digest vegetarian porridge, occasionally with some minced meat.

Although he complained a lot before, he didn't feel bored when he actually did it. A few days ago, he brought clean water and a handkerchief to wipe the blood for him, and changed into clean clothes.

He squatted on the ground and patiently scrubbed the large and small wounds on his body, but the third junior brother could bear it, without changing his expression or beating his heart, as if those bleeding wounds were not his.After a while, he asked an irrelevant question, "Senior brother, has there been a flying eagle sending a message into the back mountain these few days?"

Sheng Chaoge didn't raise his eyes, and said calmly, "It seems that there is an email that arrived last night, but it was intercepted by Duan Zhiyi."

The third junior brother's originally lifeless face suddenly became alive, and he eagerly grabbed the elder brother's wrist, "Cut it off? Can he tell me when it will be delivered to me?"

Sheng Chaoge moved his wrist, and found that although the kid was seriously injured, he was not weak, so he clamped him tightly, and then used his real strength to break him away, "I think he is angry with you this time, I think he won't expose it easily. However, that letter will definitely not come into your hands easily, you'd better be mentally prepared."

The third junior brother's expression inevitably dimmed, and he murmured, "Senior brother is right, he will definitely vent his anger on behalf of master."

"What the hell did you say? You actually provoked Master to this point?"

The third junior brother pursed his lips and said nothing, and asked instead, "Senior brother, what do you think of that young master surnamed Shen?" Before Sheng Chaoge could answer, he replied again, "Senior brother is different from me. It must be serious." After he finished speaking, he returned to his original half-dead appearance, and no matter what senior brother asked, he stopped talking.

After all, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, and was fed many precious medicinal materials by Master Zong. He has a good physical foundation, and he can recover from such an injury a little bit by himself. In addition, he looks forward to the letter day and night, and has a strong desire to survive, so Duan When Zhengyi came to deliver the letter as agreed, he was a little surprised and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, my nephew is looking much better! It seems that my bottle of good hanging life pills works well, and I can tell Danfang to make it with peace of mind." .”

Third Junior Brother: "..." Cooperating with you, you are testing medicine with me!

Afterwards, Duan Zhiyi continued to tease him without any sense of affection between uncle and nephew, and finally took out the letter from his sleeve under his angry eyes, and raised his hand to hand it to him, the third junior brother's eyes lit up immediately.

However, he stood there without moving at all, without even bending his waist, holding the letter in his hand, just maintaining the movement of handing it to him, but he didn't take half a step.The third junior brother looked up at him, and saw that this person still had the same smiling face, and he didn't see any intention of punishing him deliberately, but his gestures and gestures were full of malice.

Presumably it was not easy to get angry in front of Sheng Chaoge before, afraid of ruining his stalwart image, so today he avoided others and recklessly taught this nephew the principles of life.

At this time, the third junior brother was still seriously injured, he could barely sit up against the stone wall, but he couldn't even stand up.Even so, because of the letter that came from someone who didn't know where it came from, he lost all his energy and lay down on the ground, moving towards Duan Zhiyi bit by bit with difficulty.

"You have been unrestrained and unrestrained for more than 20 years, and you have never been as humiliated and embarrassed as you are today?" Duan Zhiyi smiled, and carefully looked at the letter in his hand, "It's all because senior brother put you under his wings to protect you. But What about you? You know that he hates ruthless people in his heart, but you still say things like that—it’s just a plaything with a good appearance, what’s the point? Tell yourself, does it matter? "

He imitated the tone of the third junior brother at that time, the people who were desperately crawling over on the ground froze when they heard the words, but Duan Zhiyi said viciously, "If you had followed me, you would have died long ago."

The third junior brother crawled up again, and crawled up to Duan Zhiyi, raised his head and stretched out his hand towards him. He still had the scars from Zong Chaoyin's beating on his hand, his flesh was turned out, bloody and bloody, it was miserable, but he couldn't feel it As if in pain, crawling with such a scarred body, the originally scabbed wound was tossed and torn apart, leaving vague bloodstains on the smooth stone ground.

"Letter, give it to me."

If such earnest pleading was replaced by an enemy of the Yungong faction at this time, Duan Zhuyi would have unfolded the letter in front of his eyes, and then tore it to pieces in front of him.But the person in front of him is the little bastard he watched growing up. In fact, long before the third junior brother was about to enter the world, Duan Zhiyi was a little uneasy about his temperament. After he entered the world, he lingered in brothels all day long. He struggled very much with the information, and in the end he only picked out a part that was not too exaggerated to tell Master Zong.

But the problem he was most worried about happened in the end.Although Master Zong's three apprentices were all emotionally influenced by the master to varying degrees, fundamentally speaking, they all had the same mind for a lifetime, but the states displayed by the three were quite different.

Sheng Chaoge keeps himself clean. He hasn't even touched a girl's hand for 27 years. When he meets someone he likes, he blindly tries, shrinks, and thinks.But the third junior brother completely liberated himself, indulged in sensuality, firmly refused to admit it when he met someone he liked, blindly avoided, stubborn, entangled, and finally couldn't convince himself, he began to intentionally bully and torture the person he liked, hoping to scare him away.

Master Zong did not know the mind of his apprentice, but he was stabbed in the old wound by those words, and the wound that was rotten to the point of being unable to heal was torn open again. The reality of the language.

Duan Zhiyi and Master Zong are brothers who can be entrusted with life and death, he is naturally on the side of Master Zong, no, he deliberately avoided Sheng Chaoge, and came to vent his anger for his senior brother.

He threw the letter on the ground aggressively, turned around and left with a cold snort, but just as he got out of the cave, he saw his senior brother standing on the miscellaneous trees by the cave and looking at him expressionlessly.He was really expressionless, without the slightest emotion, as if what he was wearing was not a face, but a mask.

Duan Zhiyi: "..." What should I do if my senior brother catches me putting on airs?

Master Zong didn't bother him, grabbed his back by the collar and carried him back.Duan Zhiyi was slipped into his hands like a chicken cub, begging for mercy with him unwillingly.

The third junior brother in the cave picked up the letter, the red mud on the seal was intact, he took a little effort to open it, carefully took out the letter paper, unfolded it, and read it word by word.

"A kiss from Yan's relatives—"

The handwriting on the letter paper is elegant but not out of style, with carefulness between the lines, trying to control the distance, only the last line is slightly close, "Sijun is healthy and happy."

I still remember that when we first met, he pretended to be sophisticated and mature, but he quickly showed his flaws. He was simple and innocent, not like a member of the Demon Cult at all, but he was not stupid. He should be aware of his emotions, so he just Will write such a rusty and polite letter, even to express my thoughts about myself, I only dare to use the word "thinking" at the end.

The third junior brother read the letter carefully, couldn't help but read it from the beginning again, read it back and forth five or six times before giving up, and finally folded the letter as it was, and was about to put it in his arms, but soon found that there was a new leaf on his body. Stained with blood, he put the letter properly under the stone that he normally rests on.