flow from evil

Early in the morning of the second day, Shan Simiao woke up refreshed, and when he went out, he was startled by Meng Yunting.

"You you you...your face!"

"...What are you doing blocking my door so early in the morning? What's wrong with your face?" Shan Simiao gave him a smack on the forehead angrily, and went back to the room to look at the bronze mirror...

Oh...it turns out that the skin color has changed.

I don't know if it's the Yuyan ointment that has worked, or if it was soaked in the water for a long time yesterday, the skin that was originally pitch-black as charcoal now turned red as if it had been re-burned by the fire.Some of the dead skin has begun to peel off, revealing a fresh pink color.

This is great, Bao Gong has changed into Guan Gong, and he is still smudged and ugly.

"I'm hungry, are you ready for dinner?" Shan Simiao didn't care much about the change of skin color, he just glanced at it and then went out again, not afraid of scaring anyone.

"I don't know, but it should be almost there." Meng Yunting stared at him for a while without blinking, and then he got used to it, and walked out with others.

Along the way, I saw many little maidservants screaming and running away.

But these single heroes were indifferent, I saw that he didn't look sideways, and he was still the same as before.Sometimes Meng Yunting also admired him quite a bit. Being so thick-skinned is considered a skill.

As soon as I entered the dining hall, it was empty, only Shan Meng and two people, and a large table of porridge and pastries.

The two of them were not polite, so they asked the old housekeeper for bowls and chopsticks after sitting down, and ate on their own.The old butler was very enthusiastic. Seeing that they were eating happily, he hurriedly made a large plate of fried noodles and brought them up.

"Old man, why don't you see other people coming out for breakfast?" Shan Simiao asked suddenly.

"This... the second master and the young master have never liked to eat at the same table. We all sent our own meals to their rooms."

"Oh." Shan Simiao responded without further questions.

"Hey, since the master died, this family has been broken up. When the wife and the master were together, the family was so lively." The old housekeeper seemed to be full of emotions, sighing and shaking his head.

"Madam? Madam Yang, this is the first time I've heard it mentioned." Shan Simiao asked curiously.

When the old butler said about his wife, his eyes lit up, "Madam, our wife is the most gentle woman in the world, what a pity...it's a pity that the beauty is unlucky..."

"How did your wife die?"

"Uh, this... I don't know, I only know that one day when the master came back with his wife in his arms, he stayed in the tower for a whole month, and announced the death of his wife when he came out."

"Oh? So suddenly, who is your wife's name?"

"My wife's surname is Wan, and the small characters are Liuli. Hey, since my wife died of illness, my master has changed..."

Glass?Shan Simiao's heart moved slightly.

"Your wife, did you love flowers and plants during your lifetime?"

"How do you know?" The old housekeeper looked at Shan Simiao in surprise, "My wife cherishes flowers like her life, and the wisterias in the garden are all planted by the master for her, and there are many rare varieties among them."

"So, your master is very infatuated with his wife."

It seems that the owner of the flower room in the building is undoubtedly Mrs. Yang.

"That's right, since Madam left, the master has kept himself locked in the tower all day long, and he hasn't come out for a few days in a month. Even if he came out, he seldom spoke. As time went by, the young master and the others became more and more alienated from the master. I don’t know how many years, I haven’t seen their family sitting together for a meal.”

"That's strange. After all these years, have they all eaten at different tables?" Meng Yunting stuffed the buns aside, puffing up.

"Not really, the young master will still have dinner with the young lady once in a while."

"Oh?" Shan Simiao felt refreshed after hearing this, "Just the two of them?"

"Yeah, the young master and the young lady have always been close. In the past, the young lady listened to the young master the most...that's...hey..."

Thinking of Yang Yingquan's death, the old housekeeper couldn't help but secretly wiped away his tears.

"Before your young lady died, was there anything unusual?" Shan Simiao asked suddenly.

"Abnormal?" The old housekeeper was a little surprised, and then thought for a moment, "There is no abnormality, but one night, when I was on duty, I saw her running out of the eldest and young master's room crying, and thought it was strange at the time, but after thinking about it, Perhaps it was because the young master wanted to marry her off, so he quarreled a few words because he was reluctant."

"Why do you ask me this? Does it have anything to do with Miss's death?"

"It's nothing, I'll just ask casually." Shan Simiao smiled.

After finishing their breakfast, the two parted ways and walked away.Meng Yunting planned to go to the market, and find someone to soothe his itchy hands. After staying in Yang's house for so many days, he almost got sick.

But Shan Simiao originally planned to go back to his room to practice kung fu, but halfway there, he heard the sound of sword dancing in the garden. After thinking about it, he followed the sound all the way to the lush garden path.

When a person enters the garden, he can clearly see two distant figures. Although both are holding long swords, one is fast and sharp, while the other is slow and sonorous.

After walking a few steps forward, he saw that the person in green was Yang Yingzhu, and the person next to him in yellow was Lian Yishuo from Junzi Pavilion.

Shan Simiao saw them clearly at this distance, but they couldn't find Shan Simiao, so Shan Simiao simply found a shady place and sat down to watch.

In the distance, I saw that Lian Yishuo flipped his wrist, let go of the long sword in his hand, and swung a few times in the air for no reason. Yang Yingzhu took the opportunity to stab backhand, but was dodged by his move, so he had to get away and attack again. .Unexpectedly, after the opponent made a false move, there was another murderous intention. With the push of Lian Yishuo's palm, the sword in the air suddenly changed direction. Yang Yingzhu stepped back in shock, but saw the lightning-fast sword Following Lian Yishuo's grip and twitch, he suddenly withdrew back.

Before Yang Yingzhu could breathe a sigh of relief, Lian Yishuo drew his sword again. Yang Yingsong took a closer look and found that there was another sword in his hand, only two inches shorter than the original one.

Mother and child sword!It turned out that what he was holding was the Zimu Sword!As soon as Zijian came out, there was no way to avoid it, he could only raise his hand to block it, but he felt a chill on his chest, it turned out to be the mother sword in Lian Yishuo's left hand, which had already reached the apex of his heart.

"Brother Yang, I accept it." Lian Yishuo smiled and pulled down his sword, thrust into the female sword, and brushed his sleeve.

"This trick……"

"This trick is the lore of my Junzi sword. It is called Crane Shadow Flying Qiu. If you master this trick, then Hu Bugui will definitely be defeated by your sword."

"I see."

Si Miao Shan who was sitting in the distance saw him, but sneered and put down his crossed legs.

It's called Junzijian, but it's such a despicable move, I'm afraid Yang Yingzhu, the idiot who went to the doctor in a hurry, will believe his nonsense.

After watching the two dance for a while, it was noon in a blink of an eye.

"Brother Lian's gentleman's sword is really wonderful." Yang Yingzhu seemed very satisfied with the sword style taught by the other party.

"Hehe, Brother Yang's promise..." Na Lian Yishuo practiced sword with him all morning, and finally got to the point.

"Don't worry, if I win Hu Bugui and become the head of the Yang family, let alone a mere jade ornament, I will naturally have a lot of benefits from your Junzi Pavilion." Yang Yingzhu agreed.

"Then thank Brother Yang first."

As soon as Lian Yishuo finished speaking, he saw Shan Simiao passing by.Rolling his eyeballs, he stepped forward and said loudly, "Hey? The new young master, it's a good time to come. Are you interested in competing with us?"

Shan Simiao hooked the corner of his mouth almost invisibly, glanced at him, and didn't respond.

"Hmph, a wild boy, what do you expect him to know about swordsmanship." Yang Yingzhu looked down on Shan Simiao in his heart, and since Yang Yingquan's death, his attitude towards him has become less and less concealed.

"Hey~ Brother Yang, don't say that. You need to find someone to practice the trick just now." Lian Yishuo winked at him, and Yang Yingzhu nodded understandingly.

"Forget it, I'll let you see and see, my Yang family's swordsmanship is superb."

Yang Yingzhu didn't care whether Shan Simiao agreed or not, and directly threw the sword in his hand.Shan Simiao took the sword subconsciously, and saw that he picked up the mother-child sword that Lian Yishuo had just used with his backhand, and attacked himself.

Shan Simiao's pupils shrank, the sword in his hand trembled, and he blocked his move with a ding, but he didn't use the four seasons sword technique he learned in the secret room, and he just dealt with it blindly by feeling The moves used by the opponent seemed to be disorderly, but after more than a dozen back and forth, they were not injured by the opponent's sword in the slightest.

But Yang Yingzhu's beating became more and more urgent and chaotic. What he had learned in his life was almost at a loss. The slightly panting breath accompanied by the sweat oozing from his head revealed the anxiety in his heart, but the other party was still the same. A calm and disgusting look.

This kid!Obviously look down on him!

Turning the mother-child sword in his hand, he used all his internal strength to use the obscene move he had just learned, and he didn't even have any scruples about hurting the opponent's life.

When Shan Simiao saw him make a move, he also flicked out the sword in his hand. The two swords turned at the same time, and they were pulled out almost at the same time.

But Yang Yingzhu's is a son-mother sword, while the one in Shan Simiao's hand is just an ordinary long sword.

Seeing that he wanted to imitate his moves, Yang Yingzhu gave a sneer on his face, turned his sword, drew out the sub-sword, and made a move of Crane Shadow Flying Qiu to hit Shan Simiao's vital point.

But he didn't expect that the sword in Shan Simiao's hand was much faster than him.

The widened eyes could not conceal the surprise in his heart, and even Lian Yishuo, who was watching the play with a smile, couldn't help froze.

The long sword in Shan Simiao's hand broke into two sections in the middle as he pulled it out, and the section in his hand actually reached Yang Yingzhu's chest first, because his body was slightly bent because he was too close. He fell down and fell in front of Yang Yingzhu, with his head down, unable to see clearly.

"How is it possible... how could you do this move!" Yang Yingzhu murmured incredulously, and then turned to look at Lian Yishuo who was beside him.

Lian Yishuo looked at him inexplicably, and the two were at a loss for a moment.

Even if he had learned it secretly, how could the sword just now be broken in two?Even his master Kang Liu might not be able to do this.

Could it be... this kid is a peerless master who hides his secrets?

Lian Yishuo looked suspiciously at Shan Si Miao's red and black face, and then dismissed his own idea... How could it be possible, it should be a coincidence.