I lost my brother

When Gao Yejun sent Zhu Lin out of Duolin Cliff, he said to him solemnly: "If you want to live, we will definitely come to pick you up."

Therefore, in Zhu Lin's little mind, Wuwangzong is an extremely terrifying place.

The person who came to pick him up was terribly cold, like a vicious ghost, Zhu Lin was a little scared of him, and he didn't hear a few words from him on the way, and what he said was "rest", "eat" and so on.

Zhu Lin didn't take the initiative to talk to him, and he didn't even make a sound because he couldn't keep up with his pace because of his short stature.

The big and small gourds followed a few disciples for more than ten days, and finally arrived at the legendary Wuwang sect who led the army to destroy the Candle Dragon Sect in one fell swoop.

"arrive."

Hearing the sound, Zhu Lin raised his head, and in front of him was a stone ladder that could not be seen at a glance. When he walked down the stone ladder to the end, he saw a towering stone tablet standing on the top of the mountain forest. "Two big characters.

This word is really well written, as if it is about to jump out of the stone tablet and fly to the clouds, it is agile and elegant, I don't know who wrote it.

There are two two-person-high stone sculptures of strange beasts on the left and one on the right, stationed on both sides of the end of the stone ladder. It is golden autumn, and there is not a single leaf on the stone ladder. It is obvious that someone cleans it all the time. Occasionally, there are unknown birds in the forest. At first glance, there is a sense of leisure and independence here.

This is non-existence.

As the cool wind blew, Sui Jian shivered from the cooling sweat on his body. When he came back to his senses, Song Xiaoling had already walked a long way, and he hurriedly ran two steps to keep up.

Hearing the sound of messy footsteps, Song Xiaoling raised the corner of his mouth a little, then quickly suppressed it, and still said in that inscrutable tone: "I will take you to meet the head first, and then make arrangements.

Zhu Lin panted softly, and replied cautiously: "Okay."

Song Xiaoling lowered his eyes and glanced at him, seeing that his little face was flushed because of running too fast, he was amused, and his pace slowed down a little.

After entering the gate of Wuwangzong, there is a broad avenue in front of you. There are still many trees on both sides of the spacious avenue, which are much less than the outside.

Zhu Lin couldn't help but think of Duolin Cliff. There were no flowers, plants or trees there, just jagged and strange rocks. He had never seen such a natural scenery.

After walking for a while, the main road began to diverge into several forks. Zhu Lin followed Song Xiaolin on one of the winding paths, and occasionally passed a few disciples in front of him. Just nodded slightly.

Walking to the Qiankun Hall where the head is, Song Xiaoling stopped in front of the door, turned around and said to Zhu Lin: "You wait here, I will go back as soon as I go."

Zhu Lin stopped obediently immediately.

The slightly heavy door was opened, and he caught a glimpse of a smiling man inside, and then the door closed in front of him, blocking his view.

That's probably the head of the Wuwang Sect. It doesn't look as insidious and cunning as imagined. And this Wuwangzong thought it was some kind of gloomy place, but when we arrived, we realized that the scenery was not bad.

Zhu Lin thought about it one way or another.

"Hey."

Surprised by the sudden voice, Zhu Lin raised his head, looked around, but did not see a figure, and thought that he had heard wrongly, and was hit by a small stone on the shoulder.

Sui Jian, who was hiding behind the dwarf fir, grinned, thinking that this kid is really interesting.

He and Tang Yishu followed them all the way from the gate to the Qiankun Hall, and the other disciples disbanded after entering the Wuwang Sect. Finally, when Song Xiaoling also entered the gate, only the child was left.

The two were hiding in the dwarf fir bushes on one side. There were more or less plants in the various courtyards of the Wuwang Sect. The head of the sect happened to be surrounded by dense clusters of dwarf fir bushes, which made it convenient for them to hide.

Can't wait to talk to the child, Sui Jian can't wait to lower her voice and say hello, which startled people.

He felt that this scene seemed familiar. It seemed that this was the case when he and his master met for the first time. Now the situation is reversed, and he has become the one who scares people.

Zhu Lin finally saw them, and saw two figures hiding furtively in the dwarf fir bushes, one tall and one short, the taller one was dressed in a blue shirt, with a bookish look, and at this moment he reached out his hand to his forehead helplessly.

The short one was wearing an indigo shirt, with a face that made people feel close, with curved almond eyes, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Zhu Lin frowned vigilantly, he didn't understand what he was laughing at, and even felt that this person was a bit inexplicable.

Sui Jian asked Tang Yishu to watch the movement inside the door, and Tang Yishu didn't know where he got the interest to tease the proton from the Demon Sect at this time.

Tang Yishu always prided himself on his good temper, and he never refused to meet Sui Jian, a little friend who hated seeing each other late. The two of them are now like grasshoppers on the same rope, so they can only stare nervously at the movement on the other side of the door. .

Sui Jian waved to the child. The child hesitated for a moment, but came over curiously.

"What's your name?"

"Zhu Lin."

"Bamboo forest? Hahaha, whoever gave you a name is even more casual than my 'choose'."

Zhu Lin frowned slightly, and explained solemnly: "Blessings, Qilin's Lin, my mother raised it."

Tang Yishu listened amusedly, covered his mouth with his hand, and reminded Sui Jian in a low voice, "Speak quickly if you have something to say, they will come out soon."

Sui Jian said "ah", as if remembering that this is not the place to talk, she quickly said to Zhu Lin, "My name is Sui Jian, I came a few days earlier than you, and I live in Qingfengju, which is the courtyard of Elder Xie Hanzi. If you ask someone, someone will show you the way, and if you encounter any trouble, you can go there to find me at any time."

Zhu Lin listened to his rather familiar self-introduction with a calm face, and his expression changed slightly when he heard the word Xie Hanzi.

Tang Yishu suddenly pulled off the sleeves of the Sui Jian, signaling that the people inside would come out soon.

Sui Jian quickly said: "If you are in trouble, remember to come to me...you can come if you don't! I will help you, remember!"

The two ran away in a hurry.

Song Xiaoling's slightly indifferent voice sounded: "What are you doing there?"

Zhu Lin turned his head, and Song Xiaoling came out of the door together with the smiling man.

"There are little squirrels."

He also couldn't say why he concealed the truth, maybe everything was too inexplicable, a stranger suddenly jumped out and smiled at him, and said that he could go to him if he was in trouble, it was inexplicable and unbelievable.

Wang Jue smiled deeply, "Little squirrel."

Song Xiaoling didn't say a word.

Sui Jian and Tang Yishu ran for a long distance before stopping. Tang Yishu waited for his breath to recover before saying, "What did you do to make that child come to you in trouble? If he really came to you, wouldn't it be a burden for himself .”

Sui Jian bent over, put her hands on her knees, and muttered: "I'm afraid he won't come to me."

He looked at the bluestone road under his feet with no focus, and explained carefully: "Looking at him reminds me of myself, so I think it's because I want to help myself."

Tang Yishu couldn't understand, anyway, the Sui Jian's thinking was often so jumpy, he shrugged his shoulders and said that he had uncovered it.

When Sui Jian returned to Qingfeng Residence, Xie Hanzi was not there, and Guan Yuxiao was practicing in the courtyard with a small wooden sword. Sui Jian had seen it before, and it was Wuwangzong's entry-level swordsmanship.

Seeing him coming back, Guan Yuxiao's arrogant cheeks bulged like buns, and said provocatively, "Hey! Do you dare to compete with me?"

This kid is quite arrogant, Sui Jian said calmly: "I remember that the school rules say that it is forbidden for disciples to fight privately."

After all, Sui Jian lived a year longer than him, so he could tell what he was up to at a glance. He must have felt that he was a new disciple who was not good enough, and wanted to take the opportunity to "teach" himself.

"Then compete! Do you dare to compete!"

It's really troublesome, if you don't fight with him today, you will be found fault sooner or later.It just so happened that Sui Jian also wanted to see the difference between himself and those who had practiced martial arts, so he nodded and said indifferently: "Then come."

Before he finished speaking, the little wooden sword pierced towards his face with the momentum of breaking the wind.

Sui Jian leaned back, turned somersaults and hid, not caring that Guan Yuxiao had a weapon but she didn't, so she just let him go.

There is a hundred-year-old pagoda tree in the courtyard of Qingfengju. The leaves from the huge crown of the tree are falling freely, covering the entire courtyard. People stepping on it makes a rustling sound, which is very pleasant to hear.

Sui Jian blindly dodged and deliberately retreated to the old locust tree. Guan Yuxiao boasted that he had studied martial arts for two years, and was so focused on making him suffer that he didn't pay attention to what he was planning to do.

Until Sui Jian's back was completely leaned on the locust tree, Guan Yuxiao was a little proud of her panting and embarrassed appearance, thinking, after all, she is a little beggar with no skills, and I will let you try it today.

He used all his strength to stab the wooden sword in Sui Jian's face!

There was a flash of light in Sui Jian's eyes, her momentum changed suddenly, she quickly turned her body aside, and the wooden sword pierced straight into the old locust tree, with such force that she couldn't pull it out for a while.

Sui Jian took advantage of the mechanism to grab his wrist, and kicked Guan Yuxiao's ankle mercilessly, breaking his body's balance and causing him to fall on the golden leaves all over the ground.

Sui Jian leaned against the locust tree behind him with a relaxed expression, pulled out the wooden sword pierced into the locust tree by his ear with one hand, threw it to Guan Yuxiao's hand, looked down at him rolling in the leaves, and smiled Said: "Are you still here?"

Guan Yuxiao stood up in embarrassment, her delicate and fair face was flushed with anger, just about to move, she only heard a soft voice: "Don't stop."

Xie Hanzi has been in the courtyard from the very beginning. He likes to hide in high places. This time he also hid on the roof. He watched the whole process of the children fighting with his chin in his hands, and then criticized politely: "Yu Xiao, you underestimate the enemy." It's too much, and you have no respect for your elders, and you have shown your ultimate skills against your fellow disciples, and I will punish you not to eat at night."

"As for you," Xie Hanzi became annoyed seeing Sui Jian's foolish appearance, "what's the difference between fighting with a wild child?"

Sui Jian paused, staring at the leaves beside her feet and said indifferently, "I was originally a wild child."

Xie Hanzi was choked by him, frowned and said: "You are not now." He looked at the top of Sui Jian's head, and said softly: "You will also be fined not to eat."

Following Xie Hanzi's words, Sui Jian's heart rippled slightly, a feeling that she had never felt before slipped through her heart, it was very strange, but not annoying.

Only then did he realize that he was getting carried away with complacency just now, he stood up straight unnaturally, hurriedly suppressed his street spirit, and replied: "Yes."

Xie Hanzi changed his mind and reminded: "There are still fifty disciple rules, and I will give them to me tomorrow morning."

Sui Jian: "..."

Punishment for copying is one thing, and it is absolutely impossible not to eat. He has lived comfortably for nearly half a month, and he must not be hungry again.

That evening, Suixin Hall.

"So you came here to eat and drink?" Seeing Sui Jian stuffing food into his mouth, Jiang Yang couldn't accept it, and said: "There is a wrong and a debt, you should go to your young master and junior brother go."

"We have a good relationship." Sui Jian was very cheeky, and quickly grabbed another piece of meat from Jiang Yang's bowl.

Jiang Yang quickly defended his meat, moved the bowl to the other side, and said angrily: "Nonsense! Where is Tang Yishu! Why don't you go and grab him!"

He is also a better brother at playing, Sui Jian's attitude towards him and Tang Yishu's attitude can be described as worlds apart.

To Tang Yishu, he just said brother Tang one by one, and wandered around with him like a follower.Sometimes I would call myself by my first name without any rules, and I didn't talk about the etiquette of teachers.

Even though he didn't care, it's fine if he didn't think about it, and he dared to rob him after being punished by his master for not having dinner!

Dare to grab meat!

Sui Jian swallowed a big mouthful of food with difficulty, "He wants to use his brain, and I will have a bad conscience if I rob him."

Jiang Yang's eyes widened, not daring to say anything: "Don't I use my brain?"

He gritted his teeth and guarded the little meat left in the bowl. Sui Jian ate very fast, and in a few words, the meat and vegetables on the table were like wind and clouds.

"But he's thinner than you." Sui Jian burped, and casually wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

The corner of Jiang Yang's mouth twitched as he watched him eating boldly, and said impatiently: "Get out of here after eating, I'm annoyed when I see you now."

So Sui Jian left contentedly.

Jiang Yang is Mao Yunfei's direct disciple, one year older than him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, exuding a bit of immature heroism. He is very righteous, and he also practiced martial arts early. It is said that Mao Yunfei took him to Wuwangzong when he was five years old.

Sui Jian strolled leisurely towards Qingfengju, taking a break to digest food.

With his hands behind his head, he let his thoughts wander in the dark night.

I never thought that I would live a life like this without worrying about food and clothing. Grandpa's death seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have happened yesterday. He didn't even have time to adapt to this shocking change. Push the hand and move on.

Everything seemed too unreal.

He changed his identity, he was no longer a beggar, but a disciple of an upright elder from a well-known Jianghu family. He made very good friends and no longer needed to beg or steal to fill his stomach.

Even though his younger brother hates him, this level of hatred is nothing compared to his past sufferings, and today the master told him that he is no longer a wild child.

Sui Jian smashed his mouth, everything seemed to be going in a good direction, but the better it was, the more afraid he was.

He always subconsciously tried to please those carefree disciples, and he couldn't help but irritate Xie Hanzi over some trivial matters, with some tentativeness, to see if he really wouldn't abandon himself.

He had nothing at all, but he was suddenly hit by a pie from the sky, so he could only stuff it into his mouth whole, and at the same time, he had to beware of someone jumping out suddenly to snatch his pie.

These days, he has been so worried about gains and losses. He looks heartless on the surface, but there is always a mountain in his heart, which makes it difficult for him to breathe.

Sui Jian let out a long sigh of relief, turned a corner, and looked up to find a person sitting on a high rockery in front of him.

He took a closer look, and subconsciously smiled, secretly thinking that it was a fate, the person on the rockery was the beautiful child whom he had only met in the afternoon, Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin didn't seem to notice him, curled up with his arms around his knees, raised his face and pursed his lips, as if looking at the imperfect moon above his head.

The terrain here is on the high side, and there are few people passing by, so that Zhu Lin's mind, which has been tense all day, can be relaxed for a moment.

The evening wind in autumn was still very cold. Zhu Lin didn't wear much and shivered slightly.

Sui Jian didn't know what kind of protective desire he had aroused, so she climbed up the rockery. Zhu Lin turned around when she heard the movement, and was tightly wrapped from head to toe by a warm coat. .

He struggled to get his face out of his jacket, and saw a familiar smiling face.

Xu had expected someone who would do such a thing, except at the beginning, Zhu Lin didn't show much surprise, Sui Jian pouted, and sat down next to him in disappointment.

Sui Jian said casually, "Why are you blowing the wind here alone?"

Zhu Lin didn't know what he wanted to do, so he thought about it: "Elder Song said that I can move around in Wuwangzong territory at will."

He really wasn't good at dealing with people like Sui Jian, he just wanted to avoid being picked on by others, and hurt the Candle Dragon Cult who couldn't stand any blows.

Sui Jian could hear his nervousness, and he unconsciously felt a little nervous. He tried his best to sound relaxed, and chatted: "Speaking of which, I also became a disciple of Wuwang Sect only recently."

Zhu Lin lowered his eyes and stared at his tangled fingers, the index finger and middle finger of his left hand twisted together nervously, and said slowly: "I am not a disciple of Wuwangzong."

Sui Jian uttered a syllable with unknown meaning in embarrassment, and suddenly didn't understand the meaning of staying here and not leaving, and rumpled her hair irritably.

Zhu Lin took a peek at him and almost laughed when he saw his disheveled hair in frustration.

His fingers were finally no longer tangled together, he gently stroked the warm outer shirt on his body, and said hesitantly, "Thank you, Senior Brother Sui."

Zhu Lin thought to himself at this moment, don't get entangled, what do you want to hear, at worst, I will tell you.

Although Sui Jian had heard many people call him senior brother, none of them were as pleasant as Zhu Lin's senior brother.

He responded with a "huh", feeling his ears were a little hot, and his boredom was miraculously swept away.

The two stopped talking and looked at the moon quietly together.

Although the moon tonight is not as beautiful as the full moon, the clear light still sprinkles on the earth without hesitation, and it seems to quietly shine into someone's heart.