I lost my brother

From the very beginning, Zhu Lin knew that someone was watching him, but there were so many people at that time, and there was no hostility in that gaze, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Later, that gaze followed him all the way here. Zhu Lin could have just thrown off the other party, but he realized that the other party was not good at martial arts, so he was curious about what the other party wanted to do.

A dark figure walked out from behind a big tree hugging thickly. It turned out to be a little beggar in ragged clothes. Looking young, he was skinny and barely tall enough to reach Zhu Lin's waist.

The little beggar salivated eagerly at the candied haws in Zhu Lin's hand. Zhu Lin, as if facing an enemy, decisively took the candied haws behind him and hid them, frowned and said solemnly: "This won't work."

This is what he specially left for Sui Jian.

The little beggar's two shallow eyebrows drooped in disappointment, and he explained in a low voice: "I'm not greedy, I don't eat, I want, I want to give it to grandpas."

Zhu Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, "Grandpas?"

Why is there a "men"?Does the little beggar have more grandpas than others?

The little beggar sniffled and stopped explaining. He raised his dirty sleeves and wiped his saliva. His eyes were like two hooks, staring at the candied haws that Zhu Lin was hiding behind him.

Zhu Lin's thoughts turned, he squatted down and kept a certain distance from the little beggar, and approached him: "What's your name?"

The little beggar cleared his throat, raised his head and said proudly: "Little loach."

The corner of Zhu Lin's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly accepted the name that fit the image of a child. He shook the candied haws in his hand, and said temptingly, "Little Loach, tell me about your 'grandfathers'. Give you this string of candied haws."

The little beggar's naive little head swayed left and right with the candied haws in Zhu Lin's hand. Hearing this, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed: "Grandpas are all in the yard, someone is watching them... I learned from the dog in the corner Crawl into the hole and secretly bring them food, otherwise, otherwise they will all starve to death."

For the grandpas who were locked in the yard, Zhu Lin thought about his words, rolled his eyes, and secretly thought that was the case.

This time, he didn't even look for it, and someone sent it to his door, but it really didn't take any effort.

Zhu Lin didn't answer for a while, the little beggar was afraid that he would regret not giving him candied haws, so he didn't dare to reach out to grab it, his eyes were red, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Zhu Lin came back to his senses, raised the corners of his lips, kept his promise and handed the candied haws to the little beggar, then stood up and coaxed cynically: "Take me to your grandpas, and I'll buy you steamed stuffed buns, stuffed with meat, whatever." enough."

Yongwang Mansion.

Sui Jian was caught off guard by someone who saw his identity, and suddenly broke away from the person who grabbed his arm, raised his hand and tore off the cloth that covered his eyes, the room was bright as day, he stood in the center of the room and calmly watched the person who spoke outside the door , neither humble nor overbearing said: "Uncle Pang, don't come here without any harm."

Cold sweat broke out on the manager's forehead, and he cursed in his heart that the group of dog legs are so confused, they didn't inquire carefully before arresting people, it seems that this person is not a little lamb, and judging from the tone of this huge man, he is very likely to be a living ancestor!

Seeing that the situation was not good, he asked the guards in his entourage to watch over Sui Jian, and hurriedly slipped out to call for someone.

Of course Sui Jian knew what the manager wanted to do, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, as if in his eyes, everyone except Pang Ye was nothing at the moment.

Pang Ye walked into the room with his hands behind his back. He still had that amiable baby face, but there were a few obvious wrinkles at the corners of his mouth and eyes, and his cheekbones were protruding. It seemed that he wasn't living very well these days So, after all, what he was doing was seeking skin from a tiger.

"I didn't expect you to find this place," Pang Ye said, sitting on a chair beside him, as if chatting, "Why is it just you, the 'monster'?"

Sui Jian's eyes were as indifferent as frost, and the aura around her suddenly became harsh.The Kunpeng sword was left behind in the inn, and Sui Jian didn't have a weapon in his hand, but it didn't prevent him from overflowing with murderous aura - it was a deterrent that only someone who licks blood from the tip of a knife would have.

People in Yongwang's Mansion are used to staying in the comfortable imperial city on weekdays, and it is common for them to use various schemes to murder invisible people. It is the first time they see living Jianghu people, and they are all frightened. Dare to get close to him.

"Hey, you are still so impetuous, it seems that you haven't learned enough lessons."

Sui Jian sneered, "Uncle Pang may have misunderstood, I didn't come here on my own, I was 'invited' here."

"I didn't expect Uncle Pang to become a human trafficker after such a long time absence. Does senior brother Zhou know about this?"

The smile on Pang Ye's face remained unchanged, "I'm ashamed, I took Zheng'er as an apprentice, but he doesn't know anything about me as a master."

"Fortunately, he doesn't know your true nature." Sui Jian's eyes were sharp, and he said harshly, "Otherwise, with Senior Brother Zhou's temperament that can't rub the sand in his eyes, he would definitely deceive the master and destroy the ancestors."

At this moment, the guards who were called by the steward surrounded the room tightly, Sui Jian's expression was as usual, without frowning, she continued to talk to Pang Ye like no one else was there.

"Deceive masters and destroy ancestors," Pang Ye leaned on the back of the chair, as if pointing out: "You should have the most experience with this."

Having said that, Sui Jian didn't play around with him, and said bluntly: "You designed all of this, right?"

Pang Ye chuckled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "What I have done has disappeared, which one are you referring to?"

Just as Sui Jian was about to speak, a person came striding out of the door.

The man was dressed in a luxurious black robe, and his hair was tied with a golden crown. From head to toe, he exuded a compelling aura of wealth, which made Sui Jian's eyes almost go blind.

The person who came was the new martial arts leader, Chang Guanhua, and his other identity was the fourth son of the Yuanwu Kingdom, Rong Chang.

The Fourth Highness came here in a hurry, seeing Sui Jian's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth full of glib, "Who am I? Isn't this Sui Shaoxia who has no false sect, a rare visitor."

From the corners of Rong Chang's eyes and brows, there were four words of malice everywhere, "Why did you come here by yourself, where is your companion?"

As soon as he saw Sui Jian's temples, his temples began to throb, and all the old and new hatreds that were deeply suppressed in his bones were released like a flood.

This person actually has the face to propose a companion to him?

Sui Jian's eyes were fierce as if someone had touched the scales, and his five fingers were clenched into fists. Different from the expression he had faced with Pang Ye just now, sparks were flying in his eyes, and a raging flame seemed to be ignited behind him.

He flew forward and snatched a sword from the waist of the guard who was close, and stabbed Rong Chang in the face without saying a word.

"Well done, let's settle Zhu Lin's account first."

Rong Chang took two steps back unhurriedly, and stood leisurely in the corridor.

The place where he was originally standing was occupied by hidden guards who suddenly sprang from all directions. These hidden guards are also called shadows, and they are all indifferent monsters who have been uniformly trained. Their numb minds only know to obey the orders of their masters, even Let them die immediately without complaint.

Sui Jian held a sword flower, and stabbed at the nearest shadow calmly.

The western suburbs of Chongning.

The little loach is not tall, but its speed is quite fast. It took Zhu Lin to turn and turn, through countless streets and alleys. To go to another world.

Zhu Lin never talked much to outsiders, but when he saw that the little beggar was really holding on to the candied haws all the way, he was obviously too greedy, but he resisted taking a bite, and asked curiously, "Don't you eat it? "

Little Loach shook his head, kept walking, and said in an erratic voice: "I'm not hungry, grandpas will starve to death if they don't eat."

Zhu Lin gloated in his heart, but said lightly, "Why, no one gave them food?"

Little Niqiu said: "A few days ago, there were steamed buns, and my grandpas gave them to me to eat. These days, there is nothing left, even the water is almost gone."

Hehe, what kind of play is this, isn't Rong Chang afraid that those old guys will be so hungry and spoil and eat people.

Little Loach suddenly stopped, raised his head and said to Zhu Lin, "This is it."

Zhu Lin raised his eyes, and from the outside it looked like a deserted house, overgrown with weeds, with no lights or houses around, just like a gloomy ghost house.

The little loach bit the wooden stick at the end of the candied haws, and easily opened a grass nest, just about to burrow into it, but Zhu Lin quickly grabbed his ankle and pulled it out.

The little loach sat blankly in the dry grass, with a few grass roots on its head, and looked at Zhu Lin in confusion.

Zhu Lin casually helped him remove the withered grass from the top of his hair, and said with a smile, "You have nothing to do next." He took out a bag of small golden beans and handed it to the child, "Take it to buy buns."

Little Loach took the bag of golden beans with wide eyes, took out one and bit it with his teeth. After checking that it was real, he hesitated and took out another one, and returned the rest to Zhu Lin.

The little beggar knows that there is no such thing as a good thing in the world, and even if it does fall, it will not fall on his head. Instead of worrying about these golden beans, it is better not to be greedy.But since he has helped others, he must take what he deserves, which is only right and proper.

He timidly said: "These are enough for me to eat buns for many days, and I leave the rest to you."

The more Zhu Lin observed, the more he found him interesting. He turned his head and smiled and said, "Well, you can do me a favor, and the rest will be my reward."

He whispered a few words to Little Nixie, who nodded heavily, and then put Zhu Lin's own things and the bag of golden beans in his arms, and ran away without a trace.

After Zhu Lin waited for him to run out of sight, he jumped onto the wall, observed for a while, and then his eyes fell on the largest room in the center of the house.

The desolate house has been unoccupied for a long time, the interior furniture is empty, and there are still cobwebs on the left and right floors everywhere in the corners. The weather is dry and cold, and there is not even a candle in the house.

The heads of all the major sects in today's Jianghu are gathered in this shabby room. Everyone's lute bones are locked by small hidden nails, and their hands are also clasped by special shackles. They look like animals in a mess. It's like being locked up in such a broken place.

Randomly pick out one of these people who was once famous in the world, how have they ever suffered such humiliation?

The heads scolded and scolded, complained and hated, but this is Chongning, no one pays attention to them, and the guards only treat them as past flowers, and in the end they don't even give them food and water. They are gone.

This was actually going to starve them to death.

If it wasn't for the coincidence that there was a little beggar living here, who cleverly hid when he saw someone coming that day, and secretly hid in the dark to get some food for them every day, these old guys might have died long ago Clean up.

"Why hasn't the little loach come back yet?"

The head of Wumiao Peak, Mao Buer, lay on the ground disregarding his image, looking at the height of the moon outside from the leaky door, and the mother-in-law said worriedly: "It's going to be late."

Youjin, the owner of Chengmo Castle, frowned and said: "Perhaps I'm just playing around, aren't these two days the New Year's Eve?"

"Hmph, I don't think so." Kun Hong, the owner of Qingjiu Village, had chapped lips, and it was too much effort to say a word, but he couldn't help but said with difficulty at this moment: "Who knows if he was photographed by Hanako. "

A shoe flew towards his face, accompanied by a roar, "Old man, can you wish him well!"

Kun Hong dodged the flying shoes outside the sky, and raised his beard, "How do you know that I don't wish him well? Tell yourself, when did that kid feel so unsure!"

The person who threw the shoe was Mo Xiao, the head of Heiqi Mountain, who was usually a gentle gentleman, but these days he was forced to lose his self-cultivation, and he scolded people the most times.

"Throw the shoe back to me!"

The corner of Kun Hong's mouth twitched, and he said sarcastically, "Master Mo may think I'm stupid, I'll throw it back for you, and you will use this as a hidden weapon if you disagree with me afterwards, so don't bother."

The arrested heads of various sects piled up all over the room, except for a few violent ones, most of them were wise enough to conserve their energy and just listened.

But people's hearts are made of meat. Little Loach could have just left, but he chose to stay and take care of them, and even went out of his way to find food for them.

The child hasn't come back so far, they don't say anything, but they are all anxious.

Kunhong sighed, and began to repeat the words he used to repeat several times a day, "Talk about this Chang Guanhua, and you will be arrested if you are arrested. I have not asked about Jianghu affairs in Qingjiu Village for many years, and he has nothing to do when he has nothing to do. very."

Mao Buer sat up with his legs crossed. Although he was disheveled and his face was shattered to powder in front of this group of people, he still did not forget to say at this moment: "Perhaps I want you to brew wine for him." .”

Wei Chuan, who had been lying on the ground without making a sound, sighed and said quietly, "I don't know how the disciples of my sect are doing at the moment."

There is a reason why some people don't like to speak on weekdays. Maybe they know that they will be cold when they speak.

Originally, the room was still full of gunpowder, but after Wei Chuan said a word, everyone was like eggplant beaten by frost, they were all silent, and after a while, they all let out a long sigh in tacit understanding.

Just at this time, the door of the room that was rotten into a piece of wood was kicked open arrogantly. Zhu Lin just heard their sighs and raised his eyebrows, "Hey, are you talking? It seems that I came at the wrong time ah."

Everyone in the room saw that everyone was shocked: "Why is it you!"

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Large-scale cursing scene of major leaders in the rivers and lakes (fog)