I lost my brother

Sui Jian continued to stroll, thinking of going to Qiankun Hall to find Tang Yishu.

He took a shortcut, passing through the plum grove, passing by Wuwangzong's ancestral hall, he bumped into another acquaintance.

That man was kneeling upright at the entrance of the ancestral hall, pursing his lips habitually, his fair little face was full of stubbornness, it was Zhu Lin whom he hadn't seen in several months.

Sui Jian didn't know why he was kneeling here. Zhu Lin was the kind of boy who looked very good. After talking to him a few times, he felt that his personality was rather shy, and he didn't seem like he would cause trouble.

Sui Jian looked at no one left and right, and with a thought, she knelt silently by Zhu Lin's right hand.

Zhu Lin didn't even look at him when he heard the voice, Sui Jian followed his gaze, passed through the empty and slightly dim ancestral hall, and landed on the portrait of the old man Changqing, the founder of Wuwangzong.

The old man Changqing is a legendary figure. The Wuwang Sect he founded had only six disciples at the beginning. They were Wang Jue, the head of the Wuwang Sect, his master Xie Hanzi, the coaching elder Song Xiaoling, and Jiang Yang’s master Mao Yunfei. Dou Wenxiu, the master of Shen Qiong and Yin Xueyao, and Pang Ye, who is very skilled in medicine.

The old man Changqing seemed to have suddenly appeared in the Jianghu. With his superb martial arts, he challenged and defeated No.1 on the Jianghu strength list at that time, and became the new top of the list.As a result, more and more people came to Wuwangzong to learn from them, and the initial scale of Wuwangzong was formed.

A few years later, Wan Zhengcong, the leader of the Candle Dragon Sect, had a violent temper and wreaked havoc in the world, causing panic and making everyone in the world feel in danger.

At this time, led by the old man Changqing, he gathered hundreds of well-known and upright people with lofty ideals to go to Duanlinya to encircle and suppress the large-scale Candle Dragon Sect. The old man Changqing was accidentally attacked while fighting Wan Zhengcong and died tragically in Wanzheng. With Cong's hand, a generation of legends fell.

In the end, Wan Zhengcong was killed by his master Xie Hanzi himself, but Wuwangzong was also seriously injured in that battle, so he had no choice but to make a covenant with the Candle Dragon Sect that he would not commit any crimes again for 20 years, and asked them to kill Candle Dragon The children of people with high religious status are sent to Wuwangzong to be raised, which is why Zhu Lin came to Wuwangzong.

The battle between righteousness and evil made Wuwangzong famous. Since then, there has been an endless stream of people going up the mountain every year to learn from teachers. Under the leadership of the new head Wang Jue, Wuwangzong has gradually grown to its current scale.

The evergreen old man in the portrait still looks like a young man, tall and tall, like a modest gentleman, with warm eyebrows and eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The person who wrote the pen must be very familiar with him, every detail is vivid, and the whole portrait is so lifelike, he thought it was the real Changqing old man standing in front of him, smiling and watching the disciples passing by the ancestral hall.

The Sui bamboo slips later learned that the word "Wu Wang" on the huge rock at the main entrance of Wu Wang Sect was written by the old man Changqing.Words are like a person, presumably the old man Changqing is also a free and easy person.

Sui Jian knelt beside Zhu Lin for a long while, but Zhu Lin didn't say a word, so she broke the silence and asked, "Why are you kneeling here?"

Zhu Lin had noticed Sui Jian a long time ago. Apart from Sui Jian, there was no one in Wuwangzong who could talk to him so naturally by his side. Others were afraid of his identity and wished they could keep him at a respectful distance.

But he is in a bad mood right now, so he doesn't intend to take the initiative to speak up. He thinks that this inexplicable brother will leave voluntarily if he feels bored.

But he underestimated Sui Jian. Not only did Sui Jian not find him boring, but he also took the initiative to talk to him. I've thought about it here."

Sui Jian joked: "Why, you also broke some treasure of Uncle Song's?"

Zhu Lin replied seriously: "No, because I said something wrong."

"What?"

"I said, I don't think Wan Zhengcong, the leader of Candle Dragon Sect, is a bad person."

Sui Jian laughed and said: "Of course he is angry when you say that, after all, the old master Changqing died at the hands of the leader of the Demon Cult."

Zhu Lin remained silent again. After a while, he looked at the portrait of the old man Changqing and said firmly: "I don't think he is a bad person."

Sui Jian only thought that he was from the Demon Cult and had a deep relationship with the Demon Cult, so he automatically ignored the bad things he did to the Demon Cult.He is still young, so I don't have to argue with him about what is right and what is wrong. After all, everything I know is just hearsay, so it's really hard to judge.

Sui Jianyu said earnestly: "Zhu Lin, your character will suffer in Wuwangzong."

Zhu Lin turned his head to look at him, his serious look made Sui Jian smile.

"Not only in the Wuwangzong, but also outside, you are so stubborn, you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, in fact, few people really care what you think. Wuwangzong is a very good Compared with the outside world, there are even fewer troubles here, you are still young, you should grow up carefree."

Zhu Lin said, "But I don't belong here."

Sui Jian thought about it, and found that this question seemed a bit profound, beyond the scope of his explanation, so he had to struggle and said: "You are here now, you have to adapt to this place, so that you can live more comfortably. For example, you were punished to kneel down." , if you didn't talk back to Uncle Song, but kept your words in your heart, and he can't read your mind, you don't have to be punished. You are still growing, and kneeling like this is not good for your knees. If I don't grow taller, it will be miserable."

After saying that, Sui Jian sighed in a dignified way, as if regretting, but she had a smile on her face.

Zhu Lin looked at his smile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a little.

He found that this Sui Jian is really an amazing person, ignorant and fearless, familiar with himself, and he likes to laugh. Does he treat everyone like this?

Sui Jian saw that he finally no longer looked like a serious little old man, so she snored his head in relief.

Shocked, Zhu Lin raised his hand and touched Sui Jian's disheveled hair. Sui Jian laughed loudly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm used to treating my friends like this." You still have to call me brother."

Zhu Lin pursed his lips, the word "senior brother" seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and the base of his ears turned red quietly where Sui Jian didn't notice.

Sui Jian was satisfied, and knelt with Zhu Lin for a while, but seeing that Zhu Lin had no intention of getting up, she asked, "How long will Uncle Song punish you for kneeling?"

Zhu Lin replied seriously: "Say kneeling until I reflect on myself."

Sui Jian said in disbelief, "Then why don't you get up?"

"But... I don't think I was wrong."

Sui Jian admired him so much, she stood up all of a sudden, holding Zhu Lin's armpit with both hands and dragging him up, "How did I teach you just now? If you want to live a good life, you can rest assured that you know something. Just say that you have repented, and Uncle Song can't do anything to you."

Zhu Lin didn't agree with his fallacious reasoning, but he also knew that Sui Jian was doing it for his own good. After standing up, he looked deeply at the old man Changqing in the portrait, and was dragged away by Sui Jian's arm.

Seeing him, Sui Jian was still unhappy and worried.Thinking of him in the Sui Jian, any disciple in Wuwangzong would not be happy to see him. Just this Zhu Lin, who looks like a boring gourd at a young age, can't be teased no matter what.

Sui Jian rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

Zhu Lin frowned, opened his mouth and said, "Song..."

"Don't tell me Uncle Song punished you for not having dinner."

Zhu Lin nodded, Sui Jian rolled her eyes and said, "Let's eat quietly."

Sui Jian dragged Zhu Lin to the back kitchen. The back kitchen of Wuwangzong was very big. Sui Jian asked Zhu Lin to find a secluded corner to hide, and walked in with ease.

He looked around for a while, and saw a crispy golden soft fried chicken.With a smile, he skillfully brought out the chicken and the plate.

Zhu Lin didn't catch any of them, and curled himself into a ball again.

Sui Jian walked over to open him whole, and handed the soft fried chicken in front of him, "Here, I don't know if it's delicious, you can try it."

Zhu Lin looked at the chicken in front of him, but didn't move.

Sui Jian thought that he was embarrassed to disobey Elder Song's punishment, so she helped to tear off a whole chicken leg and handed it to him.

Zhu Lin looked at the fragrant chicken leg in embarrassment, stretched out two fingers to pinch the bone part, kept away from his clothes as far as possible, and took a small bite of the meat in a difficult posture.

On the other hand, Sui Jian put the plate on the ground, sat cross-legged, grabbed a piece of chicken at random and began to eat, chatting with him while eating, "If you want to talk about this chicken, the best one is in the drunk red building in Luanfeng City. You can’t imitate it in other places, so you have to go to his house, and sometimes you can’t even buy it.”

He sighed, "I don't know if I can still eat his roast chicken in my life."

Seeing that he eats deliciously, Zhu Lin also wanted to learn from him to eat meat recklessly. He tried it, but he couldn't let go of his reserve, so he gave up.Wen Yan said: "If you want to go, you can always go."

Sui Jian joked casually, "Are you coming with me?"

Zhu Lin was stunned for a moment, feeling that his ears were burning again, and concealed: "Okay."

Sui Jian didn't notice what was wrong with him, and leaned her head against the wall behind, with one leg propped up, her arm resting casually on the leg, and she was holding a chicken bone in her hand.

Looking at the clear blue sky in winter, Sui Jian said: "I, I want to practice martial arts well now, so that I won't let Master down."

Zhu Lin turned his head, looked at Sui Jian's serene profile, and said nothing.

Sui Jian has gotten used to him talking less, so he said to himself: "He said a lot to me today, which made me feel that I am also valued by others. Do you know that I have never been this happy since I was a child."

Zhu Lin stared at the chicken leg in his hand with a gloomy expression.

After sharing a chicken with him, Sui Jian quietly sent the plate back.

He sent Zhu Lin back to the Anshentang, and said: "Don't forget, make yourself better. If you have any troubles, you can come to me, and I will try my best to help you solve it."

Sui Jian has said this many times since the first time they met. At first he thought that Zhu Lin was embarrassed to bother a stranger, but now the two of them have a friendship of stealing chickens together, and they can always be different. So polite.

From the first time Sui Jian saw Zhu Lin, she felt pity for him. Zhu Lin's life experience was more complicated, and it seemed very embarrassing in Wuwangzong. Sui Jian really felt sorry for him and wanted to help him. What does he order.

Zhu Lin nodded, turned around and walked into the courtyard, leaving a tall and firm back like a pine.

When Sui Jian returned to Qingfeng Residence, Guan Yuxiao was still there, and seemed to be waiting for him. Seeing him coming back, he rushed forward to hold Sui Jian's arm and asked, "Brother, what did Master ask you for?"

Ever since the two had a fight last time, after Guan Yuxiao went back to reflect for a night, she treated him like a different person. Powerless.

Sui Jian regarded him as his own junior, and said without reservation: "Master has found three books that are suitable for me to practice. From tomorrow onwards, I will practice more diligently."

"Eh? Master wants you to participate in next year's martial arts competition?"

Sui Jian was taken aback, "What martial arts conference?"

Guan Yuxiao explained: "It is the martial arts conference held every four years. All the famous sects in the rivers and lakes will be present. The famous seniors like Master and the others will lead their apprentices to show their faces. It's like fighting in a ring , In the end, if you win the first prize, you can also ask for a wish from the Wulin League, as long as you don't violate the morals of the world, don't indiscriminately hurt people's lives, like asking for rare treasures, martial arts cheats, these will be fulfilled by someone."

After finishing speaking, Guan Yuxiao showed a depressed face, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I'm not good enough to compare with you, senior brother. If senior brother goes there, he will definitely come back with a ranking to make Master happy."

Sui Jian was confused, Master didn't tell him about it, did he want him to go or didn't want him to go?He has only practiced martial arts for a short time, so if he really went, wouldn't he be beaten to the ground?It doesn't matter if he loses face, but his face is also Master's face, making Master lose face... Sui Jian shuddered and didn't dare to think about it.

He patted Guan Yuxiao's head, and said casually: "Master didn't mention this to me. If I really want to mention it, I will go. Can we get a ranking or something? Let's talk about it later."

That's what I said, but from that day on, Sui Jian became more and more energetic in practicing kung fu.

At the beginning, when the master took the "picture book mental method" to practice for him, he would get up and rest at every hour, and from time to time he would go to his brothers to make jokes.Since he was affirmed by the master, he started from time to time and rested from time to time. He did nothing but practice all day long, and persisted with a strong obsession not to embarrass the master.

Jiang Yang came to him and frowned when he saw his desperate momentum, "Do you want to go to the sky or enter the sea? Practicing kung fu is all about walking thousands of miles. Haste makes waste. Be careful not to go crazy."

Sui Jian knew that he couldn't spit out ivory, so she retorted, "It's better than some people's 'kneeling on top of a flowerpot'. By the way, did you have dinner that night?"

Jiang Yang almost choked on his saliva when he heard the words, his face turned red and his ears were red: "How do you know! Well, you actually peeked at my joke!"

Sui Jian closed her eyes and continued to meditate: "I don't have that much time to spare, but I also know that someone must have brought you dinner. The blessings are not shallow, Senior Brother Jiang."

Jiang Yang said angrily: "If you don't learn well at a young age, what dirty thoughts are in your head, bah, what a blessing, practice your skills, I don't care about you!" The brain is still ashamed.

Sui Jian was puzzled, "Why don't you just give me a meal? Are you annoyed? I didn't expect Senior Brother Jiang to be so innocent."