small rivers and lakes

Le Wuyou slept for a whole day, but at night he was no longer sleepy. Zhong Yi helped him up and put a soft brocade pillow behind his back. The two of them held candles and laughed and talked about the past ten years.

Jiubao came in with a tray: "Take medicine."

There is a stone bowl on the quaint tray of chicken wenge, which contains black concoction, and a plate of sugar-fried chestnuts is placed beside it.

Zhong Yi picked up the bowl, stirred it a few times, took a spoonful, blew it, tasted it first, smashed it, smashed it on his lips, handed the medicine bowl to Le Wuyou, peeled a chestnut and stuffed it into his mouth, Frowning and slurring his words: "Drink it, it's not hot anymore, it's just that the level of Xiao Jiubao's decoction is not good, it's too bitter."

"Damn it!" Jiu Bao never expected that this pot could be pinned on him, and said depressedly, "I can decide whether it is bitter or not? You have the ability to fry me so that it is not bitter!"

"Look, you don't accept criticism for doing something wrong," Zhong Yi said, "Let me tell you, you have a lot of shortcomings today."

Jiubao took a breath: "..."

Le Wuyou let out a chuckle: "Little Jiubao is truly unlucky to meet a master like you."

"Thank you for understanding." Jiu Baomu said with a straight face.

Le Wuyou laughed loudly.

"Okay, stop laughing, the medicine for laughing will be gone," Zhong Yi held a chestnut and squeezed it lightly, the crispy hard shell cracked, and a round golden sweet chestnut rolled into the palm of his hand .

Le Wuyou raised his face and gulped it down, put the medicine bowl back on the tray, and suddenly a chestnut kernel appeared on his mouth: "Huh?"

"Very sweet." Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and smiled.

Le Wuyou opened his mouth and put the chestnuts into his mouth, a long-lost sweetness came from the tip of his tongue. In fact, he was not afraid of taking medicine, because the suffering he had swallowed was a hundred times more bitter than this, but after taking the medicine, there was a sweet taste. With fried chestnuts in sugar waiting on his lips, he felt that he could also be a little coquettish.

Zhong Yi approached the past expectantly: "Isn't it sweet?"

Le Wuyou laughed and nodded vigorously: "It's very sweet."

"..." Jiubao hoped that she could disappear in an instant.

The two of you ate a plate of sugar-fried chestnuts one by one. Le Wuyou's eyes fell on the medicine bowl just now, and found a few emerald patterns floating on the white stone, which looked delicate and delicate under the dim light. Can't help reaching out to pick it up, curiously said: "I've never seen this stone before, it feels like jade to the touch."

"This is a kind of stone from my hometown," Zhong Yi asked with a smile, "Does Ah You like it?"

Le Wuyou glanced at him with a smile: "If I like it, will you give me this bowl?"

"Yes." Zhong Yi's eyebrows danced brightly, "This kind of stone is collected from the deep mountains under the sea. The patterns are elegant and very beautiful. If it is used as a medicine bowl, it will also have the miraculous effect of increasing the potency of the medicine and strengthening the body and bones."

"But what do I want you to do with a medicine bowl?" Le Wuyou put the medicine bowl back on the tray, and gave him a sideways glance, "Do you think I don't have enough medicine?"

Zhong Yifei's eyes instantly dimmed.

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Jiu Bao couldn't help laughing.

Zhong Yi's face darkened: "Why are you still here?"

"...Huh?" Jiu Bao was stunned, "You didn't let me go!"

Zhong Yi said sternly: "A qualified subordinate should watch six directions and listen to all directions, grasp the master's emotions at all times, appear when it is time to appear, and hide when it is time to hide, Jiubao, you still have a long way to go to grow up." Ah, as a…”

Jiubao turned around decisively and walked out, muttering, "Why did I follow such a master just by slipping?"

"Come back," Zhong Yi shouted, "I haven't finished yet!"

Jiubao turned a deaf ear and disappeared at the door in an instant.

Zhong Yi was speechless, turned to Le Wuyou and said: "That kid is spoiled by me, alas, I really can't find such an approachable master even with a lantern."

Le Wuyou silently munched sugar-fried chestnuts, thinking: Yes, you can't even find a night pearl even if you are such a naughty hero, let alone holding a lantern!

The night gradually deepened, and the two talked at night by candlelight. It turned out that Zhong Yi had an adventure after witnessing the fall of Fengmanlou. He learned martial arts from Master Jieyou of the Changsi Sword School. host.

Le Wuyou inquired carefully about the origin of the Changsi Sword Sect, and Zhong Yi was eloquent.

"It seems that I am ignorant," Le Wuyou thought to himself, "Although this Changsi Sword Sect has never seen any records, it must be because it is too low-key."

Zhong Yi asked: "Ayou, what about you? I saw you fell off the cliff with the palm of the evil sword master that day, and I thought... I searched for half a month at the bottom of the mountain but couldn't find any bones. There was always a glimmer of hope in my heart. Thinking that the emperor will live up to you, you really came back."

Referring to that night of slaughter ten years ago, Le Wuyou's eyes darkened, and he said calmly: "At that time, I thought I was bound to die, but I didn't expect that when I woke up, I was already saved."

"Who?"

"Old man Qinggu."

"Ah..." Zhong Yi was taken aback, and opened his mouth, with a strange feeling in his heart, but he didn't say it, he just murmured, "No wonder you disguised himself into his appearance... It's just Jiang Hu Rumor has it that old man Qinggu looks like a banished immortal, but you..."

Le Wuyou pursed his lips and scoffed, "That's how he is."

Zhong Yi recalled the appearance of Le Wuyou riding a donkey upside down before, and couldn't help laughing: "If the old man Qinggu is really like that, he would be like a wild crane, very interesting."

Before going to sleep, Zhong Yi changed Le Wuyou's medicine for the third time in a day. Although the medicine powder he used was messy, it had miraculous effects. After only one day, the wound began to show signs of healing.

Le Wuyou praised: "I didn't expect it to be a panacea."

"Of course!" Zhong Yi said sternly, "Can I still lie to you? Overseas Xianming Mountain City, that is the abode of immortals. On the black market in Luoyang, eight taels of gold are sold for a penny, gold!"

Le Wuyou said in surprise, "You are so rich? It seems that Tianxiameng treats you very well."

"The first alliance of martial arts, with a history of 400 years, the hub connecting the court and the rivers and lakes, how can it not be rich?"

Le Wuyou was overjoyed, stretched out his hand, and said cheekily: "The old man has been short of money recently, I wonder if Hall Master Zhong can lend me a little money, and when I have income in the future, I will repay it double."

"..." Zhong Yi choked for a rare moment.

Le Wuyou explained with a blushing face: "For the past ten years, this old man has been self-sufficient in Qinggu and has no savings. Now that he has reentered the rivers and lakes, he realizes that a penny is not enough for a hero. Although money is not everything, but without money, it is everything." Never..."

"But," Zhong Yi interrupted him in confusion, "Ayou, you are with me, where can I spend money?"

"……Um?"

Le Wuyou found that this guy seemed to have misunderstood his future.

Zhong Yi realized the problem belatedly, and said in surprise, "You want to leave me?"

Hey, this misunderstanding is even deeper!

Le Wuyou cleared his throat, and said: "I think you can guess why I re-entered the rivers and lakes this time. From now on, I will definitely kill every step of the way. As the leader of the Tianxia League, how can you follow me?" Going together? When my injury recovers, I will leave here, and I don't want to cause you any trouble."

Zhong Yi dug his ears and muttered: "You are so long-winded."

"..." Le Wuyou gasped, almost wanting to grab him by the neck and growl: How the hell do you have the face to call others long-winded?

"This is my other courtyard, which is hidden and safe. Ayou can stay at ease," Zhong Yi said, "If you want to talk about trouble, I am the person who is most afraid of trouble, but I don't regret saving you at all. Come ten times or eight times, I will still bring you back by the Zhuque Bridge. As for the murderer at every step... As the saying goes, a man dies for his confidant, and the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes should sacrifice their lives for righteousness. I have no complaints or regrets, Ayou You are not allowed to mention it again."

Le Wuyou looked into his eyes blankly, the candlelight was reflected in them, and the light was as bright as the sea.He moved his lips, and murmured: "I am happy and worry-free, what virtue can I do, to have you treat me so sincerely..."

"Don't think about anything, just stay here with peace of mind," Zhong Yi said with a smile, "By the way, what are your plans after the injury is healed?"

Le Wuyou lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "The most important friend of a swordsman is the saber. I heard that after the fall of Fengmanlou, the Tianxia League sealed all the famous swords hidden in the building into the Longmen Jiange. I want to go north to Longmen to get back the saber." The sword, buried in the Sword Tomb of Tianque Mountain."

"Zhengyang, Zhaodan, and Dulu, which are full of wind, are all famous swords in the world," Zhong Yi said. The sword master has died in battle, but the sword heart is immortal, the sword intent is endless, and the sword spirit is immortal."

Thinking of those famous swords, a smile appeared on the corners of Le Wuyou's lips, and he said in a whisper: "Zhengyang is my master's saber, which is made of the same piece of meteorite as my mother's Zhaodan, and it is full of righteousness. It’s frightening to see, Dulu is my best friend Chai Kaiyang’s sword, it’s said that it was Wu Zixu’s suicide sword bestowed by Wu King Fucha during the Spring and Autumn Period.

"Xie Qingwei? Xie Qingwei, the master of the evil sword?" Zhong Yi was taken aback. Ten years ago, the man in white who rushed from the foot of the mountain appeared in his mind. The trembling little beggar clearly remembered the figure of a fairy riding a horse under the moonlight.

"Is it weird?" Le Wuyou naturally understood his question, smiled wryly, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips, and said lightly, "Sword Master Punishing Evil, subduing demons and eliminating demons, but don't forget, on the night of the surprise attack on Tianque Mountain Before, Feng Manlou was also a well-known and upright sect in martial arts."

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