small rivers and lakes

Anji was unyielding, and was about to attack the room again, when he stretched out a hand to stop his figure, this hand was slender and smooth, as if it was carved from white jade, it seemed to pose no threat, yet Anji just glanced at it My heart skipped a beat, and I frowned: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Yi withdrew his hand, dragged his injured leg and walked slowly in front of him, lowered his eyes, and said slowly: "I'm not dead yet, you dare to yell at my maidservant, punch and kick, you are provocative me?"

Anji raised his chin arrogantly: "So what?"

"Then I have to beat you up." Zhong Yi laughed, and his fingers merged into palms, and he swung them quickly and hard.

Anji never expected that he would strike at the slightest disagreement, and was taken aback, the opportunity to escape was fleeting, and it would be too late to evade, so he had to bite the bullet and close his eyes, ready to take his thunderbolt palm forcefully.

However, Zhong Yi made a false move, and when the palm of his hand hit the tip of his nose, it suddenly turned into a finger, and flicked heavily on his forehead: "Little beast!"

"You..." Anji was surprised, and just about to speak, he saw Zhong Yi's fingers move down quickly like a shooting star, and his two fingers firmly landed on his acupuncture points.

Anji was speechless for a moment, unable to utter a single word, and unable to move.

Zhong Yi clapped his hands, and said with a light smile: "You little bastard is annoying when you open your mouth, why don't you talk, and dare to be disrespectful to my maidservant? Then you stand in front of her door and be the door god for a night. "

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked into Jiubao's bedroom with one injured leg.

Shirtless, Jiubao was rummaging through the clothes from the bag, the sweat towel was not untied, the dress was still tied around the waist, and the double strands were wetly wrapped, making the waist look thinner, longer, taller and more powerful.

Hearing footsteps, he yelled angrily: "You still dare to come in? Waste... hey, bro?"

Zhong Yi sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at his chest with a smile: "You have grown rapidly in the past two years, why are you not growing where you should grow?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiubao yelled angrily, found a clean underwear, took it off in front of him carelessly, dried her body, and put on the underwear.

Zhong Yi looked at his youthful figure, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Wait a little longer, it will be over soon."

Jiubao wiped off the smeared makeup on her face, let go of her wet bun, wiped it vigorously with a dry cloth, paused, hummed, and muttered: "I... don't think it's too difficult. "

Zhong Yi looked at him, and saw that he was dressed in white, with wet black hair resting on his cheeks, a drop of water slowly slipping down from his cheeks, his eyebrows were picturesque.

Eyes closed: "All these years, do you blame me?"

Jiu Bao shook her head, pushed her wet hair back, exposed her smooth forehead, and asked curiously, "Brother, do I really look like my father?"

"Remember what your father looked like?"

"Can not remember."

Zhong Yi leaned on the head of the bed, unconsciously knocked on the bed rail with her slender fingers, narrowed her eyes slightly, and recalled lightly: "Your father...is a famous handsome man in Xianming Mountain City, handsome and handsome , you look more and more like him now."

"Then..." Jiubao hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "Where is my mother?"

Zhong Yi said: "I can't remember clearly, she is vaguely a very heroic woman."

"Is that so..." Jiu Bao smiled complicatedly, and didn't ask any more questions.

The two sat and stood, each thinking about their own thoughts. After a long while, the lights popped, and Zhong Yi came back to his senses, and said in a low voice: "Although your mother was a swindler for a tiger, she came to her senses before she died. Forgive her."

"En." Jiu Bao responded.

Zhong Yi said again: "Even though your parents have resented their spouse all their lives, they love you very much. In a few days when we go west to Shushizhuang, when we pass by the old site of Heluo Mountain Villa, you should pay a memorial service."

Jiubao nodded: "Got it, what are you going to Shushizhuang for?"

Zhong Yi smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and said softly, "Ding Gange wants to wash his hands in the golden basin, let's go and give some congratulatory gifts."

Coming out of Jiubao's bedroom, Zhong Yi teased Anji fiercely again, teasing this domineering young leader until the corners of his eyes turned red, then put away his smirk, and sighed softly: "Sometimes I want to come here." , I really envy you..."

Anji stuck in place, unable to move, thinking that you had taken the wrong medicine, what should I envy?Don't you all laugh at me for being a waste spoiled by my parents, hum!

"Are you scolding me again in your heart? You little bastard!" Zhong Yi flicked his forehead, turned around and walked away slowly, muttering vaguely, "Take care of yourself, I'll send you off in two days Go home, and when we meet again, I don’t know what it will be like.”

The deserted courtyard is large and dilapidated. There is a glass lamp with a broken corner hanging on the corridor. The dim light illuminates the mottled vermilion paint on the corridor pillars. Zhong Yi dragged her injured leg and walked slowly back to the bedroom. Passing by the window, she suddenly heard a faint sound. The voice came from the room, and he couldn't help but stop, turned sideways, and saw a figure sitting in front of Le Wuyou's bed through the gap in the window lattice.

It turned out to be Chang Zixuan?

"I often dream of you," Chang Zixuan said in a low voice, talking to himself rather than telling, "and some long-forgotten things, sometimes Luoyang, sometimes Jinling, sometimes other things place……"

Zhong Yi is not happy anymore.

"I dreamed of you again just now. By the lotus pond in Tianque Mountain, you and Brother Kaiyang joined hands to lie to me, saying that they had sunk my streamer and stars into the lotus pond. I was so anxious that I jumped into the water but couldn't find it. My feet were entangled in water plants, and you jumped down to save me again..." Chang Zixuan gave a low laugh, "Tell me, why are you so bad?"

Zhong Yi was very annoyed, and thought to himself: What kind of bastard are you, dare to call my people bad in my territory?

"I drank a lot of cold water and almost drowned. Aunt Le was furious and punished you to stand upside down on the boat in the center of the pool for five hours. The wind blew the water in the pool and the boat kept shaking. You couldn't stand upright and fell into the water again and again. But I have to get up in despair again and again and continue to stand on my head..."

The corners of Zhong Yi's lips couldn't help but twitched into a chuckle, as if he saw Le Wuyou standing upside down on the boat with a face full of despair, his heart was a little sour while being funny.

——The past that has long been dissipated in that night of wind is so relaxed and bright, like the bright spring light on Tianque Mountain and the bright sun in Jinling City, bright and willful, but unfortunately, there is no me.

"It wasn't until midnight that you finally finished the five-hour handstand. You were soaked in water and rushed into the bedroom to beat me up, only to find that I had a high fever. You took care of me without taking off your clothes. Kaiyang galloped down the mountain and galloped for sixty miles. The best old genius doctor in Jinling has been invited... No one has ever cherished me so much. Although I have suffered a serious illness, I am too sick to recover..." Chang Zixuan's voice became lower and lower, so low that he could barely hear it.

Zhong Yi leaned forward and heard a slight tremor in his voice: "Le Wuyou, I hate you!"

Zhong Yi frowned.

"You ruined everything...Who's there?" Chang Zixuan stood up abruptly, only to hear a bang, and the streamer and stars came out of their sheaths, and the stars all over the body were shining brightly under the candlelight.

Zhong Yi was under the window and said softly: "It's me."

"Master Zhong?" Chang Zixuan asked coldly, "What are you doing standing there?"

Zhong Yi said lightly: "Don't worry, I didn't hear anything."

Chang Zixuan's handsome and pale face was flushed instantly, he put the sword back into the sheath heavily, and strode out of the bedroom, the two passed each other without saying a word.

Zhong Yi turned around, watched his thin and stiff back disappear into the corridor leisurely, looked back, dragged a wounded leg and stepped into the door, muttering sourly: In the middle of the night, he came to my wife's bed and talked to himself, and he still wants Ask me what I'm standing here for... what?Of course I slashed you with a sword!

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Le Wuyou who was sleeping peacefully, his eyes softened, he leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, reached under the quilt, pinched his wrist, touched his pulse with his two fingers, and couldn't help showing Surprised.

——Le Wuyou's internal breath was surging, as if a surge of internal force was rushing through the meridians, and he was trying hard to wake up.

Zhong Yi pulled Le Wuyou up, sat cross-legged, turned onto the bed by himself, pressed his hands on the big acupoints on the back of his heart, and activated his inner strength, which slowly flowed out from his palms, driving his turbulent inner breath, and slowly circulated along his whole body, It moistens his meridians like drizzle.

When Le Wuyou's internal breath calmed down, and the outside of the window was already pale, Zhong Yi let out a sigh of relief, hugged Le Wuyou from behind, and buried her face in his neck.

The unique breath of Le Wuyou lingered on the tip of his nose, Zhong Yi took a deep breath, and the corners of his lips moved a little tiredly, but he couldn't smile after all, and it turned into a shallow sigh: "Ayou, wake up quickly!" , I'm really...a little tired."

Three days later, Haitianliancheng's carriage came to the outside of the maze, Zhong Yi lazily held his sword, and said to Chang Zixuan: "Master Chang, let's go, it's time to get on the road."

"How do you talk?" Anji yelled, "What do you mean going on the road? Dead people talk about going on the road!"

"Then what should I say?" Zhong Yi gave him a sideways glance, and asked with a smirk, "Young leader, get on the sedan chair?"

Anji was furious: "You..."

"What are you talking about?" Jiubao interrupted him, "You're the only one who talks nonsense, brother, and tapped his Ya acupuncture point."

Zhong Yi stretched out two fingers and waved them in front of his eyes.

Anji shrank behind Chang Zixuan.

Zhong Yi laughed out loud.

Anji blushed, walked out in embarrassment, and snorted unhappily: "I don't want to hide, so why don't you order while standing?"

"You can still fight back, my young leader." Jiubao laughed and laughed.

Anji choked, his sword eyebrows twisted up, and just about to retort, suddenly a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and just about to withdraw to dodge, Zhong Yi had already invaded in front of him, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, twisted and slapped, and there was an uneasy Knowing what was stuffed down the throat.

Liuguang Xingcai came out of its sheath, Chang Zixuan sternly said, "What did you feed him?"

"Nine-Yin Sangong's Poison Pill, which is not known in my sect," Zhong Yi said indifferently, "As long as your father doesn't play tricks on me, he will naturally offer you the antidote."

"Damn it!" Anji rushed to the edge of the well, stuck his fingers into his throat and dug it in without hesitation.

Zhong Yi smiled and said: "Don't waste your energy, this poison enters the intestines immediately, and you will never be able to spit it out."

Anji cursed: "You bastard!!!"

"Hurry up and get in the carriage, Young Leader, the longer you delay, the faster the poison will be released." Zhong Yiyun smiled lightly, turned around and raised the curtain of the carriage, urging the two to get into the carriage.

Jiubao raised his long whip, and the carriage drove out of the maze quickly.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but the water is still flowing steadily and slowly. Two horse-drawn carriages drove into Longmen one after the other. Zhong Yi sat in front of the carriage with his sword in his arms. .

Chang Fengjun rode his horse and came slowly, wearing a dark blue cloak. As the horse swayed, the densely woven golden threads reflected the dazzling sunlight.

"You guys really dare to come..."

Zhong Yi sat leisurely in front of the car, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Dragon Gate is not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair, so why not?"

"Stop talking nonsense, where are my son and Aji?"

Jiu Bao lifted the curtain, revealing the figures of Chang Zixuan and An Ji in the carriage.

"Uncle!" An Ji became excited when he saw Chang Fengjun, shouted and was about to rush out of the carriage.

With a bang, three feet of water hit the wall of the car, and Sen Han's sharp edge blocked his way.

Zhong Yi laughed softly: "Young leader, please be safe and don't be impatient, you still have something to say to your good uncle."

Anji's small face was pale, and he gave Zhong Yi a hard look, then turned to look at Chang Fengjun, and when he was on the verge of speaking, he bit his lower lip again, refusing to speak out.

——I am really a waste, I am not only captured by Zhong Yi, but also poisoned by him, and become his hostage to threaten my uncle and father...

"Aji!" With a distressed cry, a woman rushed out from the crowd on horseback. She was dressed in a dark blue dress with gold hairpin rings, and she looked like an extremely wealthy and graceful woman.

Anji's eye circles turned red suddenly, and he cried out, "Mother!"

Chang Fengjun held a flying scene with a flower collar, stopped the woman's footsteps, and said in a deep voice: "Little sister, stop, Zhong Yi is full of tricks, there is no guarantee that there will be no traps."

"Father," Chang Zixuan said in a steady voice, "Aji has been poisoned by the Nine Yin Sangong Poison Pill."

Chang Fengjun was taken aback, his brows furrowed: "What?"

"Nine Yin Sangong Poison Pill?" Mrs. Chang was full of doubts. She had earned the title of "Poison Jue" when she was in her boudoir, and she was familiar with all poisons in the world. Even so, she had never heard of this kind of poison. .

"It's my unique secret medicine," Zhong Yi said with a smile, took out a porcelain bottle, twirled it in the palm of his hand, and then put it back in his sleeve. Wouldn't it be very troublesome to leave, and I have to guard against it."

Chang Fengjun's face was gloomy: "What do you want?"

"Su Yuhen's antidote."

"Here it is for you!" Mrs. Chang raised her hand, and threw a small bottle carved with jasper towards her.

Zhong Yi caught it, bowed his hands to her, and said with a sincere smile: "Thank you." After finishing speaking, he threw the jade bottle to another carriage.

The curtain that had been tightly closed suddenly opened, Long Yunteng reached out to catch the jade bottle, turned around and handed it to the old man in the car.

Old Chen uncorked the bottle, poured out the elixir, put it in his palm and smelled it, but before he could tell whether it was the real antidote, a scarred hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the elixir from his palm, thinking I didn't even think about throwing it into my mouth.

Long Yunteng frowned: "It may be poisonous!"

"It's a big deal to poison me to death, and I'll be clean." Su Yuhen sat cross-legged with his back against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and exercised his kung fu, urging the elixir to slowly dissolve.

Chang Fengjun looked at Zhong Yi, and said coldly: "The antidote has already been given, let my son and Aji go."

"Of course, I'm not a benevolent person of charity, how could I keep them both for nothing?" Zhong Yi said lightly, winking at Jiu Bao.

Jiu Bao immediately drove the two out of the car.

Anji was kicked down by him, staggered two steps, before he had time to trouble him, he scrambled towards Mrs. Chang: "Mother!"

Mrs. Chang got off her horse, and regardless of being in front of so many people, she hugged Anji into her arms: "Are you injured? Have you been bullied these days?"

Anji was full of grievances, but he didn't say it out. He secretly glanced at Jiubao with an indifferent face, bit his lower lip depressedly, and shook his head: "No."

Madam Chang pointed like lightning, quickly pressed Anji's wrists, chest, jaw, eyebrows, and the top of his head, and asked suspiciously, "Are you poisoned?"

Anji flattened his mouth: "It's all because the bastard likes it..."

Mrs. Chang's eyes flashed with clarity, she raised her eyes to look over, and said in a deep voice, "Ah Yi."

Zhong Yiben was leaning on the carriage with a face full of sarcasm. Hearing this, the sarcasm on the corners of his lips disappeared, he sat up straight, arched his hands far away, and said solemnly: "I'm injured, so I can't get out of the carriage." Kneel down, I hope Madam will forgive me."

"I don't know why you defected, but since I brought you back from Jinling back then, I know that you are not a treacherous person," Mrs. Chang said calmly, "Perhaps the Tianxia League really has something to do with you."

"Thank you Madam for your understanding."

"Let's say goodbye today. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and the rivers and lakes are high and far away. You can take care of yourself." Mrs. Chang took out a jade bottle from her bosom and threw it over. "Take three pills a day to promote muscle growth and eliminate rot."

Zhong Yi took the jade bottle, his eyes were hot, he endured the pain and made a big gift: "Junior bid farewell to Madam."

Jiubao raised his whip, the carriage turned around and left along the way it came from.

Chang Fengjun said: "Wait! Aji's antidote!"

Zhong Yi's lazy voice came from far away in the carriage: "It's not poisonous, what I gave him was just ordinary sugar pills."

Anji was furious: "The bastard likes it!!!"

"Hahaha……"

The carriage gradually drifted away, Su Yuhen, who had been doing exercises with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked down at his hands, the sun passed through the tulle, and poured in from the window, illuminating his palms, and the wounds stopped corroding , thick black blood flowed from the damaged part.

Old Chen dipped a little thick blood with a silver needle, and the tip quickly turned black.

Long Yunteng frowned tightly: "Poisonous?"

"No, it's slowly expelling the venom from the body," Old Chen said. "After the remaining toxin is exhausted, you only need to use some top-grade golden sore medicine to make new flesh grow and you will be healed."

"That's great," Long Yunteng chuckled, "Huang'er, did you hear that, as long as the remaining poison is exhausted..."

"Where's the medicine for sores?" Su Yu interrupted him rudely.

Old Chen took out a small bottle from the medicine box: "This medicine is formulated by the old man himself, and every time you just need to pick out a small bottle with a silver needle..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed in front of his eyes. Su Yuhen grabbed the vial and stuffed it into his sleeve. His thin body shot out of the carriage like a gust of wind.

Long Yunteng's smile froze on his face, and the black figure jumped out after him.

Su Yuhen suddenly turned his head, raised his finger, and a strong wind hit his acupuncture points. He didn't miss it for a moment, stepped on the roof of the carriage with his toes, soared into the air, as light as catkins, and disappeared into the forest in an instant. between.

Mr. Wei hurriedly asked the guards to unlock the acupuncture points for Long Yunteng, and asked worriedly: "My lord, you..."

Long Yunteng raised a hand to stop him, and looked at the desolate forest with a gloomy face, with anger and pain intertwined in his eyes: "There is not even a trace of reluctance..."