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If we talk about a perfect match in this world, Liao Yungui will first think of his friend Song Ziyu and his wife Yang Zi.

Song Yang and Song Yang were childhood sweethearts, although one went to Luoyang Tiance Mansion and the other came to Qingyan Wanhua Valley, but these years, the relationship has not been affected at all.

Song Ziyu is usually a narrow-minded and vicious person, but she has endless patience with Yang Zi——she wants to be a soldier, okay, he will learn how to take care of her; Fighting in the South and the North, the two of them got married and didn't even have children, well, he didn't care.

But this trip back from the valley, Song Ziyu seemed not so happy.

"I feel scared, Yungui." In the evening, Liao Yungui accompanied Song Ziyu for a drink outside the house. Song Ziyu held the wine glass and sighed, "You didn't see the arrow wound on Yang Zi...they chased the enemy eight hundred times But I was ambushed...I was covered in blood, and she laughed and said I was making a fuss."

"These years...I don't care about anything. She has great ambitions to defend her family and the country, and I am willing to wait for her here, as long as she is willing to come back one day."

"But now it seems that she can come back?"

"Before we came back from this trip, we had a quarrel." Song Ziyu said wearily, covering his forehead, "I really can't control myself, why can't she give in a little bit and think about me and us?"

Liao Yungui couldn't answer this question, and Song Ziyu didn't expect to get an answer.He smiled self-deprecatingly, poured the wine in the glass into his mouth, and stood up unsteadily: "I'm going back to sleep."

Liao Yungui watched his friend leave in silence, unable to tell what it was like.

The love in this world makes people suffer so much, but they cannot extricate themselves.Song Ziyu is like this, so why not himself.

"Senior brother! Watch the sword!" The sharp sword energy suddenly rushed to the back, but Ye Youqi, who was washing his sword by the river, did not panic. Clank and piercing, raising a bright water light.

Yang Yi was dazzled by the river water that hit his face, and his moves slowed down. Ye Youqi had already switched to the light sword with his backhand, and put it on Yang Yi's neck: "I lost again, honestly copy it again at night. Scripture."

"..." Yang Yi wiped the water off his face, curled his lips and said something in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Ye Youqi just bent down when Yang Yi suddenly stood up with his arms around his waist and fell into the river together.

"Hahahahahahahaha!!!!" Yang Yi was drenched and still standing there triumphantly, "Soldiers never tire of cheating, senior brother!"

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"It's really energetic." Song Ziyu leaned against the tree with his arms folded, looking at the two people making a mess by the river, "It reminds me of when I was young."

"...You are only two years older than me, and you are starting to feel old." Liao Yungui smiled.

Time flies, since Ye Youqi and Yang Yi were accepted as apprentices, more than four years have passed unknowingly.

In the past four years, Yang Yi has grown from a chubby guy who walks and rolls like a wild horse all the way, his fat is gone, his short legs are gone, his height is close to that of his senior brother Ye Youqi... and his face has faded The innocence of the child began to reveal the sharp eyebrows similar to that of her sister Yang Zi.

On the contrary, Ye Youqi has not changed much. From the age of 21 to [-], he has always practiced sword diligently, treated people gently, and insisted on saying different things. Probably because of his superb swordsmanship and Yang Yi's ubiquitous spirit, he finally had the ability Some of the vigor that young people should have.

"Speaking of which, I got some news." Song Ziyu said, "The famous sword conference held once every ten years in Hidden Sword Villa will be held—about half a year later, Yungui, are you going to try it?"

"I myself come second. It's good to take my apprentices to see the world." Liao Yungui nodded, "After staying in the valley for a few years, I feel like I have retired to the mountains."

While the two were talking, a carrier pigeon flew over.

"Tsk tsk, another letter, what is this Pei Qing thinking about?" Song Ziyu took the bamboo tube from the flying pigeon, and said with a sneer, "In the past few years, he has been writing letters diligently, and misses you even more than your junior brother." ... Doesn't he know that Ten Thousand Flowers Valley doesn't welcome him? How dare he come outside the valley to ask you to fight?"

"Young Master Pei always does things as he pleases." Speaking of Pei Qing, Liao Yungui felt apologetic, "In the past few years, I have always missed appointments first, so I can't stand him."

"He chases people and fights for nothing, and you have no obligation to accompany him. I asked if you can change your old-fashioned temper that would rather the world bear me than the world." Song Ziyu rolled his eyes, "I see this What Pei Qing is thinking about is not to compete with you in martial arts, but how to get you into bed."

Liao Yungui, who was shocked by such straightforward words: "..."

"What kind of expression do you have? A stupid look that has never seen the world." Song Ziyu said with disgust, "That's why I said that you can't be a priest. You can read scriptures and watch snow all day long. You look like a An expert in the world, in fact, he doesn't understand farts."

Liao Yungui: "..."

"But this matter is about your affection and I'm willing. If you look at Pei Qing pleasingly, I don't think it's okay to develop." Song Ziyu gave Liao Yungui a bad idea with a face of sincerity, "Save you from thinking about you every day. Junior brother, even this worldly bliss at a very old age... huh!? huh huh!!!"

Liao Yungui withdrew his acupuncture finger and said calmly, "Take a rest for an hour, you will be tired if you keep talking."

Song Ziyu: "..."

"Master, brother-in-law! I caught a fish! There will be something delicious tonight!" Yang Yi, who never knew how to read words and expressions, jumped over happily, "Hey brother-in-law, why do you look so bad, did you eat your stomach?"

"He's not feeling well, so you can take him back to the room first." Liao Yungui ignored Song Ziyu's accusing gaze, and greeted Ye Youqi, "Come over here, and go practice piano with my teacher."

Yang Yi wailed: "Practice again? Master, let your brother rest for a long time, let him accompany me out of the valley to play..."

"How about you come too?" Liao Yungui invited him.

"...No, no, no, it's more appropriate for me to send my brother-in-law back to my room!" Yang Yi naturally had difficulty appreciating the sound of silk and bamboo, and avoided musical instruments, so he couldn't understand why his senior brother took the initiative to ask to learn the piano in the midst of his busy schedule .

There are people in this world who don't like to be lazy and play, and live 21 years old like 81 years old.

Pity him himself, a lively, pink and tender boy, who is imprisoned in the boringness of his poisonous tongue and annoying brother-in-law and his pure-hearted and ascetic master all day long, plus a senior brother who only thinks about hard work...

Woohoo, he's going to wither...

Ye Youqi followed Liao Yungui silently and walked towards the bamboo house. He didn't say anything, and Liao Yungui didn't like to talk at all. The master and apprentice just walked quietly one after the other.

Just now Song Ziyu's words were still ringing in his ears, "I think what Pei Qing is thinking about is not to compete with you in martial arts, but how to get you into bed"——Yang Yi was just playing around and didn't hear it, but he always They are all very attentive to the movement around them.

Is that right, the person who always asked Master to go out to learn from each other, actually had such thoughts in mind?

Ye Youqi couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, it seemed to be a kind of... a weird feeling of suddenly discovering that something that belonged to him was being coveted by others.On the one hand, he felt that the master would not care about these things, and on the other hand, he was a little worried about gains and losses by the so-called "master's little junior".

That's right, he already understood a lot about Luo Jingxing.

In the past four years, he watched Liao Yungui's every move, listened to his every word, respected and loved him from the bottom of his heart, and if he needed one day, he would also surrender his life fearlessly for Master.

He practiced the sword with all his might, practiced scriptures earnestly, and never leaked anything. At first, it was for himself, but he didn't know when it started. The meaning of these things became a look of admiration from the master, or a word of praise.

Hearing Uncle Song Ziyu say that his master's piano skills are excellent, he asked his master to teach him without even thinking about it, and he didn't understand why.

In fact, he is really not interested in learning the piano.

As he walked, he thought in a disorganized way, what if the master has let go of his junior brother and is willing to accept others to try?Or what if Pei Qing confessed his feelings directly, and the master agreed with a soft heart?just in case……

"There is a period, why don't you come in?"

Ye Youqi paused, looked up and saw Liao Yungui handing over a handkerchief: "Wipe off the water on your body first, don't catch a cold."

The warm sunlight entering the room in the afternoon cast a light golden halo on the Taoist priest in plain clothes and wide sleeves, and that moment seemed to be stretched into eternity——all the tender feelings that he had never dared to imagine or imagined in the past seemed to be in a trance. If it comes like a flood, it engulfs young people who are still ignorant, and it is inevitable to avoid it.

In the chest cavity, the heart felt like a drum beating in an instant.

Ye Youqi thought, I probably... have a demonic obstacle.