Aggrieved Fish Sprite

No matter whether you are a genius or a hero, living in the world, you will always experience an existence called dragging your feet.

Qiu Si stared blankly at the person who came to report the news. The latter was chilled all over, but he managed to calm down and said, "The young master returned to the main helm on the grounds that he wanted to blame the Thunder Hall, Taoist Bai Yu and others were arrested. After getting off, Mr. Liang and the others are still following Captain Cheng. The young master has always been quite prestigious, and now he has not made it clear that he wants to follow... Against you, our people naturally have nothing to say, so we can only wait and see, but Going on like this is not an option, so I have to come to Mr. Qiu for advice."

Over the years, Qiu Si has raised many people who are devoted to him.

The dead heart here does not refer to loyalty, but a kind of blind trust in him.

Whether it's for fame or fortune, ambition or ambition, whether it's a person in the world or an official... After so many years, I have habitually believed in Qiu Si, believing that all troubles can be easily solved by him.

This makes them subconsciously think of Qiu Si when they encounter difficult problems, because the other party can easily come up with comprehensive methods that they can't even catch up with, and they can even get benefits and benefits from these methods, and turn bad things into reality. become a good thing.

Even the most cautious and prudent person has developed a terrible inertia after being "used" for so many years.

——There is a more trouble-free and labor-saving way to pay back the money in front of you, why bother yourself?

No one in this world is born with a perfect plan. To do this, apart from possessing huge power, people must willingly hand themselves over and become pawns without knowing it.

As long as you give enough benefits for the first time, and continue until No.11 times, even if there is no benefit, the other party will still believe it.

The symptoms of dependence and addiction are no less harmful than Afulan.

Qiu Si's "help" is naturally not given in vain, and even the troubles encountered by the other party may be caused by him with the help of another party, so as to integrate his own people into Ningtai's many forces and become an inseparable part. Take further control over differentiation.

In this way, it is tantamount to indirectly controlling the officialdom and the arena.

A flick of a finger inadvertently can set off a violent storm in Ningtai.

This intangible and huge advantage is the key to Qiu Si's confidence, and it is also his last trump card.

However, there is no satisfactory thing in this world, and no one can achieve everything, even Qiu Si, such a powerful Qiu Si.

——The group of people in the Thunderbolt Hall are obstacles that suddenly appeared and hindered them.

Someone secretly took in the people from Thunder Mart without telling Qiu Si, thinking they were a surprise soldier, but the idiot turned out to be an idiot, ruining his good fortune.

If it weren't for them, Qiu Jing would never have re-entered the Fengxing Pavilion so easily.

This punch not only made the elders of Fengxing Pavilion dizzy, but also broke Qiu Si's layout.

Qiu Si originally wanted to leave Qiu Jing alone and help her see what irreversibility is, and force Qiu Jing to leave Jingzhou with a small number of people.

Now that Qiu Jing is staying, Cheng Jingchuan will not be obedient, and Meng Qi who "catches up with the time" will be surprised if there are no twists and turns in the situation. A person like Qiu Si who has a strong desire to control probably killed Thunder Martial Hall A fool has a heart.

The Jianghu person who came to report the letter is a well-known boxer in the south of the Yangtze River. After several life-and-death fights, he instinctively felt the murderous aura at this moment, and the chill surged up. His whole body seemed to be immersed in cold water. It's dead.

"Mr. Qiu..."

He looked at Qiu Si in horror. The other party was not so much expressionless as a painted-skinned ghost that had lost its camouflage. It was the kind of ghost that preyed on people and looked at people like picking chicken, duck and fish.

At this time, a bowl of steaming medicine was brought up by the attendant.

"I'm sorry, Master Zheng, let me give way first, it's time for Mr. Qiu to take his medicine."

The mist filled with bitter smell covered his sight, and when Boxer raised his head to look again, Qiu Si had already picked up the medicine bowl and shook it lightly, his brows were full of anger, everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

However, the cold sweat dripping from his back was still there, and the goosebumps on his body couldn't calm down.

Boxer Zheng was terrified, wishing he could get up and leave immediately.

But two of Joyce's squires were staring at him, and they were positioned to block the windows and the door.

"Yes Yes……"

Boxer Zheng squeezed out a stiff smile, and the cold sweat on his back grew even more.

Others don't know, but Master Zheng, who often comes to Mr. Qiu's place to report (seeking) letters (help), doesn't know that these attendants are all very high in martial arts, and one of them, Yu Heng, has learned two long-lost martial arts. Swordsmanship.

It is said that these people were all born in poverty, loyal to Mr. Qiu, and have gone through countless tests.

Of course, the most remarkable of these people is Cheng Jingchuan, who has long since shed his status as a servant and appeared as Mr. Qiu's disciple and successor.

Qiu Si is very human, and the servants he "taught" are no exception. Although Master Zheng doesn't know where Mr. Qiu got the lost martial arts secrets, he has never doubted Qiu Si's ability.

Now Master Zheng felt that Qiu Siyuan was more terrifying than they thought, he shivered suddenly, and lowered his head even lower.

There seemed to be something roaring in his heart, which made his drowsy mind clear, and the palms beside him clenched subconsciously.

Yu Heng looked down at him, then remained silent-->>

He raised his hands high to prepare to receive the medicine bowl.

Qiu Si casually handed over the bowl, but tapped his servant's wrist lightly with his fingers.

Yuheng bowed his head knowingly, bowed and stepped back.

Qiu Si sipped the scented tablets for gargling, and said indifferently: "Who took in the people from Thunder Martial Hall, and who gave them advice? He even wanted to kill Meng Qi on the streets of Ningtai City, but Meng Qi couldn't find it. , I only met Doctor Mo, and now it's not going to end well, so you thought of me?"

Boxer Zheng said with a dry smile: "Most likely Bai Yu and the others did this. The gadgets in the Thunderbolt Hall are always easy to use, but everyone didn't expect that these turtle grandsons would vote for the King of Heaven and help capture the Xuanzang. Chuanguan...Mr. Qiu should be aware of Bai Yu's true personality. It is impossible for him to collude with the Heavenly Grant King. The young master forcibly charges them on their foreheads today, and tomorrow he may find trouble with Cheng Xiaowei. Now, if my backyard is in chaos, how can I deal with King Jing, King Wu, or even King Tianshou?"

"Yes, it's a pity that there are very few people who can see this truth clearly." Qiu Si sighed softly.

As the chill receded, the familiar rhythm of the conversation made Master Zheng slowly recover. He laughed and said, "I dare not take Mr. Qiu as a compliment, but ask Mr. Qiu for an idea."

Qiu Si glanced at him lightly, and said casually: "The Thunder Martial Hall has ulterior motives, deceives the real Baiyu, and secretly instigates internal strife in the Fengxing Pavilion, isn't that obvious? Now that the man has taken it, there is nothing to investigate. The top priority should be Deal with the Heavenly Grant King's army that is about to come to Jingzhou."

Boxer Zheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

As long as Qiu Jing is not allowed to take advantage of the situation and shake the status of those veterans of Fengxing Pavilion, the situation can be reversed.

He bid farewell and left with a demeanor and humility.

Before a cup of tea was completely cold, Yuheng came in and reported: "The person is settled, the body is thrown on Sanlipo outside the city, and the deadly part is imitated from the usual moves of the master Qingwu Patriarch under the King of Heaven."

Qiu Si was noncommittal, raised his hand and said, "Pack up your things and leave Ningtai City with me immediately."

The attendants including Yuheng were all taken aback.

"This... what else did those guys in the Thunderbolt Hall do? Why do you want to leave, sir?"

Ningtai is Qiu Si's painstaking effort for many years. Only in this city can Qiu Si display his greatest strengths.

Yuheng and the others thought about it, but they didn't find any trouble to force Qiu Si to leave.

According to Qiu Si's original intention, he was not in the mood to explain further, but these attendants were trained and trained by him for many years, so he had to appease them no matter what, so he said coldly: "When Qiu Jing is free, he should bring Meng Qi to the door gone."

Although they are not in the Qiu Mansion, there are still many people in Fengxing Pavilion who know about it.

"Young master is really... hey."

What Qiu Si said to the attendants meant that he did not want to turn against Qiu Jing completely and face to face, so they inevitably complained to Qiu Jing, and hurriedly began to pack their things.

Qiu Si watched them busy without saying a word.

There were not many letterheads left in the study room, Qiu Si knew these things clearly, and handed a stack to Yuheng.

The letter paper was first soaked in water to rot, and the handwriting could not be seen clearly before being thrown into the brazier, because no matter how quickly it was burned, there would be residues left, and scattered fragments could always be seen when the ashes were pulled apart.

In this house, there are bags prepared all year round, and there is no shortage of food, water, dry food, and fire bags. When the carriage is ready, only two quarters of an hour have passed.

Yuheng took a cloak and tied it on for Qiu Si. As soon as they walked into the courtyard, the periwinkle flowers that were in full bloom in the courtyard shook violently.

When the wind picked up, the petals fell with it.

Qiu Si stopped and looked up: "They are coming."

"Mr. Qiu?"

Yu Heng drew his sword in surprise, and the other attendants immediately surrounded Qiu Si.

I don't know when a figure has stood on the wall.

Three dwarf pines were planted in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves were not yet luxuriant. The man stepped into the courtyard step by step, as if stepping on the pine branches.

The sleeves of the robe were slightly raised, the strong wind swept away, and several organs in the corner were touched, sending out a few scattered arrows.

Even though Yuheng stood in front of Qiu Si in time, this merciless force still made Qiu Si almost fall to the ground.

"what."

The visitor sneered, Yuheng was about to retreat to the gate of the courtyard, but suddenly found that there was an extra person there.

Tsing Yi Wufa, facing the wind Yushu, holding a simple and unpretentious knife.

Such a knife can be forged in any blacksmith shop in Ningtai City, because it is a letter opener, short and narrow, simple in style, and without decoration.

However, when held in this person's hands, it is like a talented man holding a pen, or an actor playing the piano, and in the next moment there will be endless beautiful rhymes or moving movements.

"..."

Yuheng's pupils contracted, his breathing became heavy unconsciously, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The other attendants also suppressed their fear with ferocity, and they sensed the horror of the enemy before they even made a move.

Only Qiu Si calmly supported the wall and stood firm, and said with a smile: "Shuo is like willows in the spring moon, and solemn is like the wind under the pine. It is a pity that what I saw the day before yesterday was not the true faces of the two. It seems that Master Meng took off his clothes on purpose today." The borrowed armor brought Dr. Mo to visit, and Qiu was flattered."