I lost my brother

As the time approached June, Sui Jian lived every day like a walking corpse. In the end, even Xie Hanzi couldn't stand it any longer. He pulled Sui Jian who was numb and wielding a small wooden sword aside, and asked seriously: "Sui Jian, do you know who I am? who?"

Sui Jian replied vaguely: "It's the master." After saying that, he wanted to go back and continue practicing his sword.

Xie Hanzi laughed out of anger, grabbed his wrist to prevent him from leaving, and asked, "Then who are you?"

Sui Jian was brought back to his senses by the warm touch on his wrist, and said in a low voice, "It's Master's apprentice..."

"No," Xie Hanzi interrupted him gently but could not refuse, "You are Sui Jian."

"Don't add any affiliation to your name, whether it's a disciple of the Wuwang Sect or Xie Hanzi's apprentice, these actually have nothing to do with you. You are you, you don't represent anyone, you can only represent yourself."

Sui Jian came back to his senses completely, lowered his head and went through Xie Hanzi's words carefully in his mind. The reason why he was so anxious was that he felt that he represented his master's face, and while he was ashamed, he also lost Xie Hanzi's face. You can't get out of a strange circle of thinking.

Now Xie Hanzi's words made him enlightened. In fact, he can't represent anyone. Winning or losing is his own business, and it has nothing to do with others.

He woke up suddenly, lifted his clothes and knelt down on his knees, and said to Xie Hanzi: "Thank you, Master, for your reminder."

Xie Hanzi pulled him up, gently pinched his cheek with one hand, and said softly, "Master will give you a present."

Sui Jian was flattered and said, "Didn't Master just give me the Longevity Lock?"

"It's different." Xie Hanzi smiled slyly, "Just come with Master."

Sui Jian followed Xie Hanzi to a remote tall tower building, he didn't know that there was such a place in Wuwangzong.

The tower has nine floors, and it should be very old, but it still stands here very firmly.There is an ebony plaque on the gate of the pagoda, on which the three characters "Zangfeng Pavilion" are written in golden paint.

Sui Jian raised his head, his neck was sore and he didn't see the top of the tower. He rubbed his neck and asked, "Master, what are we doing here?"

"First, I'll pick out the weapons that are handy for you to use."

Sui Jian became excited when she heard it, "Is there anything in it?"

Xie Hanzi smiled and said, "Go in and have a look."

The two masters and apprentices walked into Zangfeng Pavilion. The building should be cleaned frequently. There is no dust. The first floor has everything at a glance. There are many types of weapons, but they are all relatively common ones.

Xie Hanzi took him directly to the sixth floor, this floor was full of swords and swords, Sui Jian was dazzled by all kinds of swords, looked at Xie Hanzi excitedly and somewhat at a loss, hoping that Master could get him one idea.

Xie Hanzi looked around, his eyes lit up, "Sure enough, it's still there."

As he spoke, he walked to an independent shelf, picked up the only red sword on it, turned around and handed it to Sui Jian.

"This sword is Sandalwood Shadow, forged by the master swordsmith Mu Dongqing. It ranks 37th on the Jianghu Weapons List."

The sandalwood shadow sword is about two fingers wide, shorter than ordinary swords, but it is suitable for his current height, and it is quite heavy in his hand. The scabbard is engraved with complicated and gorgeous patterns. Sui Jian holds the hilt to pull it out When it came out, the whole body of the sword was pitch black, as thin as a cicada's wing.Xie Hanzi casually put a strand of hair on it, and the moment it touched the blade, it broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Sui Jian caressed this precious sword fondly, swept her thumb over the hilt, and the word Tanying appeared on it.

Sui Jian put the sword back into its sheath, hugged Tan Ying and turned around twice, her face flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled, "Master, can you really give me this sword?"

Xie Hanzi said gently: "Of course, if you like it, it's yours."

"Master is the best!"

Sui Jian untied her heart knot and got a handy weapon again. She practiced all afternoon with Tanying's real sword and gun. The afternoon sun hit Tanying's jet-black sword, reflecting bursts of dazzling and brilliant light.

Guan Yuxiao looked enviously at Sui Jian, who was practicing sword practice, and said pitifully to Xie Hanzi, "Master, when can I have a real sword?"

Xie Hanzi shook his wine glass lightly, and the old god said: "When you can practice a whole set of sword skills like your senior brother."

Guan Yuxiao's face collapsed all of a sudden, and he joined the sword practice team holding his small wooden sword in pain.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter every day, and in a blink of an eye, June arrives on time.

Someone knocked on the window lattice twice. Sui Jian was packing his luggage. Although there was nothing to pack, he only brought two clothes and a few books. Hearing the sound, he said without turning his head, "Have you packed everything?"

Jiang Yang leaned lazily against his window with his chin propped up, "It's been cleaned up a long time ago, and you are the slowest."

Sui Jian casually threw a pillow at him.

At noon, the chariots and horses who represented Wuwangzong to participate in this martial arts conference came out of the mountain gate in a hurry. Song Xiaoling rode in the front on horseback, Mao Yunfei followed closely, and seven or eight carriages followed them neatly.

Pang Ye's physical strength was inferior to the two of them, and he sat in a carriage with Xie Hanzi who was bored looking at the scenery outside the carriage, Dou Wenxiu who was expressionless and meditating, and Wang Jue, the leader who was always smiling and never tired.

Pang Ye and the other three looked at each other for a while, and asked Xie Hanzi, "Why don't seniors go riding?"

Xie Hanzi dragged his voice and said, "Tired."

Pang Ye turned his head to look at Dou Wenxiu, Elder Dou rolled his eyes and said, "I'm a womanizer, do you still want me to be exposed to the wind and rain outside with those two reckless men?"

Pang Ye glanced at the unstoppable scorching sun outside the window, and finally looked at Wang Jue speechlessly, "No, I won't say anything about the two of them, why is Senior Brother Wang here?"

Wang Jue said with a good temper: "I am afraid that my juniors will be lonely on the way, so I came here to chat with you to relieve boredom."

Pang Ye: "..." You are all right.

Sui Jian and his party rode horses and accompanied the carriage. Sui Jian had only recently learned how to ride. He was very talented in riding horses, and he was also very friendly with horses. The most awkward one in the team.

His horse is also hyperactive, and it foolishly walks along the master's strength from back to front, and from front to back, except that he dare not go to the leader Song Xiaoling - the horse also thinks that this person is very difficult to mess with .

Jiang Yang was so shaken by him, Tang Yishu grabbed Sui Jian who was going to continue to make trouble while he came back from a stroll, and warned in a low voice: "Be careful of being scolded by Master Song."

Sui Jian was having a great time, and didn't take his advice to heart at all, "It's okay, I won't go to him."

Facts have proved that what should come will always come, and some problems cannot be avoided without moving forward.

When Sui Jian rode a horse from back to front for the fifth time, Song Xiaoling whipped his horse's ass without looking back. The horse ran forward in pain, and he tightened his grip in panic. The reins, the horse's front hooves were raised high, almost throwing him off.

Zhu Lin, who had been silently watching Sui Jian's every move, reacted immediately, approached and wanted to help him grab the horse's rein, but his height did not allow, Sui Jian hugged the horse's neck in panic, and when he was at a loss what to do. A long whip was thrown--the same one that just whipped the horse's ass.

Song Xiaoling didn't even make much effort, he grabbed the whip with one hand, the other end of the whip was wrapped around the horse's neck, the horse was restrained by him, it kept scratching the ground with its front hooves, snorted, and slowly calmed down.

While Sui Jian was still in shock, he heard Song Xiaoling snort coldly and reprimanded him, "You're so stubborn, why don't you go back to the team honestly."

Sui Jian was too frightened to do it again, and honestly went back to Jiang Yang and the others. Jiang Yang gloated and said, "How does it feel to be scolded?"

"It scared me to death," Sui Jian said weakly, "You will know after you try it yourself."

Tang Yishu comforted him and said: "Don't take it to heart, each of us has been scolded by him, but Uncle Song is not a bad person."

Sui Jian slumped on the horse's back and let out a long sigh.

The curtain of the carriage was raised, Xie Hanzi showed a gentle smile, and handed Sui Jian a small paper package. Sui Jian took it and opened it, and said pleasantly, "Why did Master bring peach blossom cakes?"

"Take it with you when you go out, eat it."

Xie Hanzi put down the curtain, turned his head and looked lazy again.

Dou Wenxiu looked at Xie Hanzi with a strange smile, "Senior brother really cares about this apprentice, and those who don't know think he is his own son."

Xie Hanzi raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smirk: "To each other, so I don't know that Shen Qiong and Yin Xueyao are your own daughters."

Pang Ye quickly smoothed things over, "Oh, this can be regarded as the tradition of Wuwangzong. Since the master's generation, he has been very good to the apprentices, isn't it Senior Brother Wang?"

Wang Jue smiled but said nothing, Pang Ye suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and secretly twitched his mouth. The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became tense, and everyone was silent, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while.

Wang Jue suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Xie really cared about Sui Jian, even took the sandalwood shadow for him."

Dou Wenxiu frowned: "I wanted to get the sandalwood shadow for Xueyao, but you snatched it first."

Xie Hanzi didn't even bother to give her a look, "Can you blame others for being slow?"

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was tense again, Pang Ye felt tired thinking that it was too late to change the carriage.

What was inside the carriage was unknown to the outside, so Sui Jian broke off a piece of peach blossom cake and held it in her mouth, reluctantly swallowing it, gave it to Tang Yishu and Jiang Yang, and wanted to slip away while riding a horse.

Jiang Yang grabbed his reins, hating iron for not being strong, and said: "If you run around and get caught by Uncle Song, it will be more than just being frightened and frightened."

Sui Jian pressed his hand, blinked, and said playfully, "Don't worry, I won't do anything bad." Saying that, she pulled Jiang Yang's hand away, and rode away on her own in small steps.

Tang Yishu couldn't help laughing at Jiang Yang's indescribable expression, and Jiang Yang asked strangely, "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Yishu leisurely tugged at the horse's reins, and said slowly, "Do you think it would be nice to have a younger brother?"

Jiang Yang's eyes widened, "If he was my brother, I would have beaten him to death seven or eight times!"

Seeing his stubbornness, Tang Yishu said with emotion, "The weather is really nice today."

A group of people walked forward without any haste under the warm sunshine in the afternoon.

Zhu Lin was riding a horse alone. His back was straight and he was wearing a black riding suit, with his legs clamped around the horse's belly. He looked like a handsome and heroic boy.

He was looking ahead meticulously, when an oiled paper package suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he turned his head, he saw a sunny smiling face.

"Here, peach blossom cake, do you want a piece?"

Zhu Lin reached out and took out a piece of peach blossom cake from the open paper bag, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, swallowed it, and smiled at Sui Jian, "It's delicious."

Sui Jian simply stuffed the whole paper bag to him, "I'll give you all the delicious food, I still have some."

Zhu Lin carefully wrapped the peach blossom cakes, stuffed them into his arms, and said with his head bowed, "Thank you, brother."

They stopped and went on land for five days, and traveled by boat for another day, and finally arrived at Jingchang, the location of the Wulin League in mid-June.

The four-year martial arts conference is a major event in the world. Jingchang is a big city, but no matter how many inns and restaurants there are, the city is overcrowded, and now even a hut cannot be vacated.

Song Xiaoling directly led a group of people to a mansion, and there was a plaque on the door, which was written to the White Mansion.

The steward of the mansion was waiting outside the door early, and when he saw them arriving, he hurriedly went forward to salute, and said: "I look forward to waiting for you for a long time."

Song Xiaoling dismounted from his horse and helped him up with one hand, "I'm in charge, please."

A group of people entered the White Mansion one after another, Sui Jian looked at the tall mansion in front of him, and said in surprise: "Wu Wangzong also has property at the foot of the Wulin League?"

Tang Yishu and Jiang Yang came to join him, and explained: "This is the mansion of old master Changqing."

Sui Jian looked at the shining "Baifu" above her head and said, "It turns out that the master's surname is Bai."

The elders have been here many times, everyone has their own room, and the rest of the disciples choose their own room, anyway, the place is big enough.

Sui Jian and Tang Yishu Jiang Yang naturally chose the same yard. There is a bamboo forest around the yard, but it is a quiet and peaceful place.

Sui Jian casually threw the package on the bed, and lay back. He was tired from running around for the past few days. He guessed that they all had to take a rest before doing other things.

He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep for a while, when suddenly he heard someone knocking on the door, Sui Jian opened his eyes and tried to open the door, Zhu Lin seemed to be standing at the door in embarrassment with his small package on his back.

Sui Jian asked him what happened while letting him into the house, Zhu Lin whispered: "The senior management asked us to choose the room by ourselves. I don't know my seniors very well, and I'm afraid it will cause trouble for them. It's not convenient to live in the same room. , it would be a bit domineering if I occupy a yard by myself, so..."

Zhu Lin looked up at Sui Jian, and Sui Jian continued, "So you want to live with me?"

Zhu Lin nodded unnaturally, and tugged at his small package with tangled fingers, "If it's inconvenient, brother..."

"What are you talking about?" Sui Jian raised her eyebrows, with a habitual smirk on the corner of her mouth, "Just stay here, it's inconvenient, why are you being so polite to me?"

Zhu Lin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, brother." Sui Jian rubbed his hair smoothly.

Tang Yishu said loudly at the door: "Sui Jian, have you finished packing? Jiang Yang said he wants to go out for a stroll, do you want to come together?"

Sui Jian embraced Zhu Lin's small shoulders and said, "Go!"

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