Beacon quenching beauty

Sitting in the middle of the tea shop was a beautiful woman in a green shirt, very conspicuous, it was Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei Sect.She was sitting alone at a table, surrounded by a dozen or so Emei disciples, Zhang Wuji recognized a few nuns of the static class, and Bei Jinyi and other lay disciples, sitting a little further away was Several male disciples.

Wei Yi smiled and looked at Zhang Wuji, and thought that the leader was so amazing that the leader of Zhou was so reluctant to leave, he didn't bring his disciples back to Emei but followed him all the way.

But looking at Zhang Wuji, he found that his face was flat, and he even frowned slightly, without any surprise, Wei Yixiao couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Seeing the people from the Emei sect filling up the small tea shop, and seeing them coming, they didn't get up to let them go, and felt displeased.

Secretly said that these nuns and women of the Emei Sect are really unruly and mean. My teacher has only warmly entertained you in Haozhou City. It has only been a few days. When people came, they all sat in big thorns, and they didn't know how many seats they ordered their disciples to let out.

Who wouldn't know how Xindao put on airs?With a wave of his hand, twenty accompanying congregants gathered, lined up in two rows from the carriage to the front of the tea shop, Wei Yixiao followed Zhang Wuji, and followed him slowly into the shop.

Before Zhang Wuji could speak, "Master Zhou, it's really a coincidence that we meet again so soon."

Zhou Zhiruo ignored him, just nodded to Zhang Wuji, and pointed to the seat in front of her, "Master Zhang, please sit down."

Wei Yixiao almost turned his nose out of anger. He is the protector of the Ming Sect, and he is also a well-known figure in the Jianghu. It's not a problem to fight against courtesy, but at this time, the head of Zhou didn't take him seriously, he didn't answer when he spoke, and he didn't even have a seat.

Wei Yixiao took a couple of deep breaths, decided to bear with Zhou Zhiruo for the sake of marrying their leader, stopped outside the small tea shop, and secretly said that I don't have the same knowledge as you.

But Zhang Wuji also stopped, looked at Zhou Zhiruo, feeling slightly displeased, always thought that Zhou Zhiruo was a weak woman, he felt pity for her very much, and felt extremely guilty after regretting the marriage, so when getting along, he repeatedly tolerated, and was hurt a few words or Even if you embarrass him in public, you won't care too much about it.

But now the leader has been doing it for a long time, and he gradually understands that he can be as humble as he likes to a girl when he is alone, even if he kowtows to apologize, it's nothing.Men, there is nothing wrong with being generous.However, as the leader of the Ming Cult, there are many loyal brothers behind him. If he bows his head to the Emei sect, he will make them lose face and be angry, which is not right.

He opened the mouth and said, "Wei Bat King is the Dharma King of my teaching. He has a different status. There is no reason to stand outside and wait. Since this place is already full of teachers and sisters from the Emei Sect, let's not join in the fun and let the store take a seat." A few pots of hot tea will be sent out, and we'll just have a rest outside."

He handed a thin porcelain bottle in his hand to a nearby Mingjiao disciple, "Take it and ask the assistant to heat it over water, and then make a pot of hot tea that is lighter and send it to the carriage."

The disciple took the porcelain vase and went to the back of the teahouse with a promise.The owner of the tea shop and the two young men responded again and again, and hurriedly prepared tea for them. The Mingjiao team were all middle-aged men and armed with weapons. At first glance, they were not ordinary tourists. .

Zhang Wuji nodded to Zhou Zhiruo, "Zhiruo, please go your own way, I won't bother you any more."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her voice, "Master Zhang, please stop! I am waiting here to tell you about the situation in Xishui County."

Zhang Wuji turned around, "Zhiruo, have you been to Xishui?"

Zhou Zhiruo said, "That's right. I made a special trip here to report to you with good intentions. I don't want Master Zhang to be ungrateful. It seems that we are unnecessary."

Zhang Wuji looked at her frowned eyebrows and looked uncomfortable before refusing, sighed and walked back, "Zhiruo, I'm naturally grateful for your willingness to inform me, how can you not appreciate it, thank you very much."

Zhou Zhiruo hit a soft nail just now, and now she accepts it when she sees it, and tells the Emei disciples beside her, "I have a few important words with Master Zhang, Senior Sister Jinghui, take everyone away first, and I will chase you later."

The disciples of Emei stood up, bowed together to accept the order, and followed Jinghui to file out, Zhou Zhiruo said, "Master Zhang, all the disciples I sent have already left, maybe Wei Bat King was wronged to wait outside for a while?"

At this time Wei Yixiao became more like his name, and retreated outside with a smile.Anyway, he didn't plan to argue with Zhou Zhiruo just now, and the leader gave him enough face by saying that, so he took the initiative to withdraw now to avoid Zhang Wuji's embarrassment.

Zhou Zhiruo stood up and walked in front of Zhang Wuji, looked up at him, "Brother Wuji, you are really becoming more and more like a leader now."

Zhang Wuji is embarrassed, "Zhiruo, I didn't mean to neglect you, but I can't pretend not to see you treating Wei Bat King like that just now. Brothers follow me through life and death. If I don't even care about this little thing, why don't you?" It's chilling."

Zhou Zhiruo said, "You're right, I didn't blame you, it's just that Wei Yixiao hurt many of our Emei disciples in the Western Regions back then, even if you and my family stop fighting now, I can't greet him with a smile on my face, I hope you Don't blame me either."

Zhang Wuji nodded.

Zhou Zhiruo said again, "Brother Wuji, when we passed by Xishui County a few days ago, we saw soldiers digging trenches and setting up an ambush there, and there has been no Yuan army to encircle and suppress them recently, so the ambush is [-]% to deal with you, I will wait here I just want to tell you this, you have to be more careful."

Zhang Wuji nodded again, "I see, thank you."

Zhou Zhiruo waited for a while, and after seeing Zhang Wuji thanked her, she didn't say anything more, and didn't ask her about the specific situation she found outside Xishui County. It can be seen that she didn't pay much attention to the news she sent specially. He sighed softly, "Brother Wuji, did I really do anything unnecessary? Someone has already reported this news to you?"

Zhang Wuji had indeed received a secret report from the Mingjiao spies a few days ago, but in order to take Zhou Zhiruo's face into consideration, he only said vaguely, "I heard such rumors a few days ago, but I didn't give you the details."

"Brother Wuji, you always treat people like this." Zhou Zhiruo smiled lightly, "I actually knew this would happen, but I just wanted to give myself an excuse to see you again." She raised her hand and licked her hair on the sideburns, "It's really time to go back to Emei this time, take care of yourself."

Zhang Wuji didn't dare to answer her words, so he just sent her out of the teahouse, "Zhiruo, take care of yourself." He walked between Zhou Zhiruo and the carriage parked at the crossing, trying to block Zhou Zhiruo's gaze.

Feeling lost, Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the carriage, waved her hand, and drifted away.

Standing at the intersection, Zhang Wuji watched her pretty and light back quickly go away, feeling lonely, and he didn't know what it was like, pity, gratitude, mixed with a trace of relaxation.

"Her lightness kung fu has improved a lot compared to the last time we met, and the old nun Jue Jue has a good eye for choosing her to inherit the mantle." Wei Yixiao walked over at some point, and said with a smile, "Master, I think Miss Zhou is I don't have any more love for you, don't look at the airs, but I just want to see you, so I sent a message to help you under the pretext, why don't you just invite her to Xishui to help us..."

Zhang Wuji covered Wei Yixiao's mouth, and in desperation he used the kung fu of the Holy Fire Order. Wei Yixiao couldn't avoid it, his mouth was tightly covered, and all his teeth were covered by the leader. His inner strength was so painful.

Widening his eyes, he saw Zhang Wuji pouted towards the carriage beside him with a stern face, and suddenly remembered that Song Qingshu was still in the carriage, and he had always been obsessed with the girl Zhou who had just left.

Secretly calling out unlucky, today is very unlucky, first he was neglected by the girls in Emei, then he said something wrong and was 'accidentally injured' all his teeth, rubbing his cheeks depressed, this guy surnamed Song is the onion, why should I talk You have to worry about his mood!

Zhang Wuji got into the car and asked Song Qingshu to come down, "Brother Song, the people from the Emei faction have already left, come down and move your hands and feet."

Song Qingshu tried his best to remain calm, and bent down to get out of the carriage. It was he himself who asked to come and help him, so naturally he had to take care of whatever happened.Whether it's seeing Zhou Zhiruo's heartache, or the embarrassment that he has to hide and can't come out when he meets his fellow martial artists, he can only bear it.

Zhang Wuji dragged Song Qingshu into the tea shop and sat down, seeing his pale face still worried, "Brother Song, are you alright?"

Song Qingshu forced a smile, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Zhang Wuji frowned in disbelief, took his hand to feel his pulse, felt it carefully for a while, his brows frowned even deeper, the indistinct genuine energy in Song Qingshu's body reappeared, obviously he couldn't feel it a few days ago, why? It's very dangerous to be emotionally unstable today and then show up again.

Now I don't have the time to think about Zhou Zhiruo's true love for her, so she had to put aside the things she felt really guilty about. After sitting for a while, she ordered everyone to go on the road, and arrived at a town in the evening, which was already Xu Shouhui's territory. When the army withdrew, Xu Shouhui sent a man surnamed Zheng to manage the local government affairs, but it was managed in an orderly manner. The rice shops, cloth shops, and restaurants were all open for business.

After finding an inn to live in, Zhang Wuji began to stare at people making medicine for Song Qingshu. Wei Yixiao was used to watching along the way, thinking that the leader was addicted to being a doctor, so he ignored him and brought someone to the yamen. Find the person surnamed Zheng and ask him to prepare to receive the leader.

Zhang Wuji brought such a large group of people along the way, it was hard to hide their eyes and ears, even the Emei sect could stop on the road and wait, so it is better to put on the posture of the leader going on a tour and order the congregation along the way to welcome them.

Song Qingshu was exhausted from the journey, took medicine and went to bed early. Yesterday he couldn't find a place to sleep. He slept in the carriage all night. His back hurts, and he felt very comfortable lying on the bed today.

There were too many people in their party, Song Qingshu shared a room with Zhang Wuji when they lived in an inn, so he didn't care when Zhang Wuji ordered Xiao Er to send a big bathtub and half a bucket of water into the room at night, thinking that he was going to take a bath, and laughed After a while, why did Hierarch Zhang become so particular all of a sudden?Downstairs there is obviously a place for men to take a bath, he just went to take a bath, it is also very convenient, why bother to bring water into the room to wash.

Zhang Wuji was a little evasive, first asked you if you were tired, and then asked if there was any other discomfort in the past few days.

Song Qingshu was very sleepy, he closed his eyes after a few perfunctory sentences, he was still smiling wryly in his heart, he was probably pitiful, Zhang Wuji looked weird since he left the tea shop, he really wanted to find some nonsense to say, help him Distracted, in fact, he was too tired to think about it.

He slept deeply until midnight, his whole body was dry and hot, as if he had fallen into a stove, and he woke up abruptly from the heat. Not only was he hot and unbearable, but also a familiar feeling rose from his lower abdomen, and he tossed and turned twice in sadness. , Zhang Wuji next to him immediately woke up, "Brother Song, are you feeling well?"

A cool hand stretched over to touch his forehead, Song Qingshu couldn't help but follow the coolness and moved towards him immediately, it was not enough to put his face on his hand, his whole body was pressed against it, he hugged Zhang Wuji and let out a soft snort.

Zhang Wuji said softly, "The effect of the medicine has taken effect? ​​Brother Song, let me go, I'll bring water to wipe your body, cold water can cure the medicine."

Song Qingshu woke up a little bit, unbelievable, "The effect of the medicine? You, you won't give me the same medicine last time, right? What do you want to do!"

Zhang Wuji said apologetically, "Brother Song, I feel that your pulse condition is not stable today, and there is still an internal force running in your body. This is not acceptable, it is too dangerous. I think about it, and I think it is better to use drugs to suppress it. I am afraid You're not happy, so I didn't tell you in advance."

Song Qingshu was about to faint from anger, and said angrily, "Zhang Wuji! How could you do this quietly! At least tell me beforehand! I can explain it to you, it's not that my internal energy is unstable, it's that I've been practicing Inner strength!"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he became furious, "I've been practicing internal skills?! Song Qingshu, didn't I tell you that I can't practice! You don't want to die!"

Song Qingshu couldn't explain clearly for a while, and forced himself to let go of Zhang Wuji, lay down on the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hurry up and get the water! This matter will be discussed after the medicine is cured!"

Zhang Wuji suppressed the anger in his heart, got up and went to the bathtub to fish out a cold and wet towel, went back to the bed and pulled Song Qingshu's collar, and just put the cold towel on Song Qingshu's chest, Song Qingshu exclaimed, suddenly I had to dodge back, and slammed into the wall behind me.

Zhang Wuji stopped, not daring to force it, knowing that the stimulation might be too much for him, "Brother Song, can you take it?"

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and stared at him, wanting to ask, what should I do if I can't bear it?