After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Lin Yingshi was hiding something in her heart, holding the sword tightly, her whole body was sullen.

Yang Wenzhi didn't bother him either, just quietly paying attention to the boyish little movements - Lin Yingshi probably didn't even realize it herself, picking up a small snack with her cold jade-like fingertips and sending it straight to her mouth, chewing twice and then pinching another piece , I don’t think this little snack from the south of the Yangtze River is too sweet.

Seeing that the small plate in front of him was empty, Mr. Yang thoughtfully put some delicate snacks on it.

In his eyes, this probably means that the junior brother suddenly found out that he has an extra sister-in-law. Lin, who has always been close to the senior brother, may feel a little bitter.After all, the care and love from senior brother may be about to be divided away.

Yang Wenzhi sighed lightly.Brother Lin...is still a child.

He calculated the amount in his heart, and when he was about to arrive at the prefect's mansion, he reminded him: "Brother Lin, if you eat any more, you will miss lunch."

Lin Yingshi blinked her hazy eyes to cover up her confusion.He nodded: "Thank you Brother Yang. This pastry is too delicious, I'm a bit greedy."

Yang Wenzhi liked his eyes very much since we first met. The peach blossom-like arc reveals the innocence and delicacy unique to young people, and Lin Yingshi's ignorance of the world makes these clear eyes seem to be blinded. A layer of morning mist in the mountains.

However, Mr. Yang will not be confused by these eyes.That one look just now almost made him feel that Brother Lin seemed to be able to see through people's minds.But it seemed to be an illusion, just for a moment, Lin Yingshi changed back to that innocent and harmless appearance, which made people feel close to her.

Beauty is thorny.The corners of Yang Wenzhi's lips hooked slightly.That's it...it's worth watching.

Lin Yingshi gave him a strange look.What is this man laughing at?Why do you look weird when you look at me?

The young man tilted his head and glanced at him: "Brother Yang, what's the matter?" Then the next step must be to take out the fan...

click.

Yang Wenzhi quickly opened the jade bone fan to cover his lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed that his thoughts had been broken, but what he said was the flair of a nobleman: "Brother Lin, we are almost there."

Lin Yingshi nodded.The two of them were having their own thoughts, when the driver outside shouted: "Young Master, Young Master Lin, the prefect's mansion has arrived."

The two entered the guest room with the butler of the prefect's mansion.Yang Wenzhi has always been in close contact with the Wei family, so he has his own small courtyard in the Wei residence.The butler had learned earlier that another young guest knew Young Master Yang, so he politely arranged him in Yang Wenzhi's yard.

The two entered the yard.Yang Wenzhi called his maid to serve tea, waved the servants away, and then sat with the young man at the stone table in the courtyard, waiting for news from Wei Taishou and the others.

Lin Yingshi was holding the sword, and was a little greedy towards the swing in the corner.

Yang Wenzhi followed his gaze and smiled: "This courtyard used to be where Brother Wei lived when he was a child, but I robbed it later...Brother Lin wants to try?"

Lin Yingshi's eyes lit up, she shook her head: "No, thank you."

Yang Wenzhi opened the fan, covered the lower half of his face and smiled secretly: Obviously I really want it.

Seeing the young man on the other side pretending to be innocent, Yang Wenzhi casually diverted the topic away: "Today is my uncle's holiday, so I didn't expect such a big thing to happen... Brother Lin What are your thoughts on today's case?"

Lin Yingshi shook her head: "Except for the flying magic seal of the Demon Cult, I don't know anything else."

The young man paused: "However, although it's my first time to go out, I still know a little about the kung fu of the various schools."

Yang Wenzhi closed his fan and nodded slightly: "Brother Lin, please tell me."

Speaking of the fields she was familiar with, Lin Yingshi's feeling of being out of place at the bottom of the mountain finally faded a little: "I just left in a hurry, and I haven't had time to tell Mr. Wei Mr. Wei."

"Do you still remember the smashed bricks?" After receiving Yang Wenzhi's affirmative reply, Lin Yingshi nodded, "Even if it is a high school, there are only a few disciples who can release internal energy like this."

He put his fingers into his cup of tea, dipped some water, and drew the image of the blood-colored epiphyllum on the table: "When I was young, I was playful and would read any book, but I read about it in my library. Something from the Devil's Cult."

Yang Wenzhi became interested: "Oh? Brother Lin's family has such a rich collection of books?"

Lin Ying pretended to be stupid: "No, it's just a storybook. The exercises of the Demon Sect have long since disappeared, and my family's storybook can be regarded as a fish that slipped through the net. It was eaten by bookworms a few years ago when I was tidying up the library. gone."

Uncle Jiu, don't blame me.Lin Yingshi folded her palms together in her heart and apologized, I didn't deliberately arrange for you to be ineffective.

Yang Wenzhi was a little disappointed.Originally, he wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so he proposed to visit the boy's house.He nodded, and the boy continued.

"Everyone in the world knows that people in the Devil's Cult, even low-level disciples who guard the gate, possess profound internal strength."

"I remember that it was written in the storybook... that there is a kind of kung fu in the demon sect that was wiped out long ago." Lin Yingshi said, "It can communicate with souls that have just died. It's just that , the sacrifice used for communication is the life of the person who communicates."

"The hero in the storybook said that a person's life can communicate twice."

Lin Yingshi tapped the water-painted epiphyllum with her fingertips: "And these communicators are the priests of the Demon Cult, and they are the most proficient in using the flying magic seal."

Yang Wen subconsciously asked: "Is the news about this exercise reliable?"

Of course reliable.Lin Yingshi murmured in her heart, while showing hesitation: "Maybe it is...but this is just what is said in the script, it may not be accurate."

He paused and added: "There are specialists in surgery. The investigation part is still up to Mr. Wei and the others. I'm just thinking about it myself."

The two exchanged words again, Yang Wenzhi pretended to be casual and asked, "Is this the first time Brother Lin has come to Fuyun City?"

Lin Yingshi looked at him.

Suddenly, Yang Wenzhi seemed to feel the scene in the car again.This young man seemed to be able to read minds, he quietly stared at Mr. Yang from the south of the Yangtze River in front of him.Yang Wenzhi only felt that the scenery around him had lost its color, only the mountain wind blowing from Fuyun Mountain was making a slight sound, and it seemed that someone was whispering in the wind.

Yang Wenzhi shivered unknowingly.

Coincidentally, when Lin Yingshi looked away and looked down at the crimson sword in his arms, Yang Wenzhi felt the warmth again.

...was there a bird chirping just now?

Yang Wenzhi made a fist with his left hand, and the manicured and rounded nails left a crescent-shaped red mark on the palm.Feeling the continuous pain, Yang Wenzhi finally woke up from the confused perception.He smiled apologetically at Lin Yingshi, moved his throat, raised the teacup in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

Lin Yingshi withdrew the aura she released just now.

Brother is right, the people down the mountain always talk in a twisted way.Lin Yingshi thought a little happily.Fortunately, I listened to my brother, if I want to go down the mountain in the future, [Qinghong Zhaoying] must be running all the time.

But... a little unexpected.Lin Yingshi poured out the cold tea in the cup, and poured another cup of hot tea for herself and Yang Wenzhi.Does this Mr. Yang from the south of the Yangtze River actually know how to fight?That's right, when these aristocratic children come out to practice, there must be many masters guarding them.

Thinking up to this point, Lin Yingshi asked directly: "Brother Yang just asked that question, but did you doubt me?"

The perfect smile on Yang Wenzhi's face froze.

Brother Lin is...too blunt, why, how can I say it outright?Although I did have my doubts...

After all, a young man with strong martial arts from a foreign country, who can recognize the Flying Demon Seal that even disciples of the current sect may not recognize, and has a collection of books about the Demon Sect at home...how suspicious.

He shook his head when he heard Lin Ying: "It's not me."

"The blood... obviously has been done for a long time." Lin Yingshi tapped the stone table, a little distressed, "Brother Yang, why not check the entry records of Fuyun City, because I don't have Fuyun City Lu Yin of Yuncheng, it took me a few days to wait for the big guard to do it, and I only entered the city this morning."

Seeing that Yang Wenzhi seemed to have something to say, Lin Yingshi continued to explain: "I know Brother Yang will think that I can enter the city with ease. But senior brother said that the most important thing to walk in the world is the rules, and we must never break the ban by force. .....to enter the king today, I also got Mr. Wei's consent."

He paused, and added: "Didn't Mr. Wei say that, so you don't have to go to jail."

Lin Yingshi explained sternly, with a serious expression.Yang Wenzhi saw it, and really wanted to hold him in his arms, and rub that little face that still had baby fat.

Sigh, that's all, Brother Lin doesn't look like a person who can commit such a tragedy.He blamed himself, I can still think of such a thing, but it's really too much.

He inadvertently thought of the swordsman surnamed Pei whom he had seen a few years ago.That man, like Brother Lin, also had a good-looking appearance, different from the boy's innocence. That Mr. Pei obviously brought a sword that seemed to be in full bloom at first glance, but this man looked very much like the top of the cloud-covering mountain all year round. Unmelted snow.

Hey, such frosty and snowy people will sometimes go to Xiaoxiangfang to participate in martial arts competitions to recruit relatives.

Yang Wenzhi stood up, apologetic: "Apologize to brother Lin."

"Why don't you invite Brother Lin to eat wontons?" Yang Wenzhi smiled lightly and blinked his left eye, "I wonder if Brother Lin has eaten it?"

Lin Yingshi naturally returned a confused look.

"Then follow me out of the house...it's on the right, the wonton stand we saw when we came here. Aunt Hu's cooking is the most delicious."

Lin Yingshi obediently sat in the semi-outdoor wonton stall, with a bowl of steaming three fresh wontons in front of her.Mrs. Hu, who made the wontons, had never seen such a handsome young man, so she sprinkled a handful of thick shrimp skins and side dishes on her own.

The teenager has never eaten such a delicious snack.He tentatively poked the smooth skin, stuck out his little tongue and tapped it quickly, and was burned to tears, and Qing Lingling's peach blossom eyes were filled with mist.

Yang Wenzhi laughed at him: "Slow down. Oh, I feel sorry for you when I see you. Aunt Hu is going to give you more food!"

Aunt Hu, who had finished greeting the guests, heard this, and her slightly fat body quickly squeezed over: "Oh, young master! You have to eat these wontons just out of the pan!"

Lin Yingshi obediently responded: "Thank you, Aunt Hu."

Aunt Hu smiled wrinkled all over her face.Yang Wenzhi knew her very well, every time he came to Fuyun City to see Wei Yi, he would always take care of her business.There were not many guests at the moment, so Aunt Hu moved a stool to accompany these two handsome gentlemen to chat and chat with their parents.

Only Aunt Hu said with emotion: "Oh, I didn't expect that this king has today."

Lin Ying, who was struggling with the hot wonton stuffing, paused and continued to eat, but her ears perked up.

Yang Wenzhi made a curious gesture, giving the storyteller Aunt Hu face: "Auntie also knows about the Wang family? What do you say?"

Aunt Hu sighed with emotion: "You don't know, a few years ago, the boys from the Wang family and the Gao family entered the Wumai together to dump some rare mountain products."

"Unexpectedly, the kid from the Gao family was folded in!" Aunt Hu sighed, "It is said that this kid from the Wang family used the kid from the Gao family as bait, and then swallowed a piece of tiger skin!"

Lin Yingshi chewed the stuffing that had been refrigerated with great difficulty, and asked, "Ma'am, is this Gao family...?"

Aunt Hu sighed: "Isn't that Lao Gao who made a fortune from Orion!"