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"Tell me, what's the matter?"

After all, he managed to appease those two, so that they don't have to worry about Yang Mian's meeting with him.Xue Zhe sat in the restaurant of the inn, looking at Yang Mian expressionlessly.

This person was not idle when Xue Zhe met with the two brothers of the Xue family. He found a teapot and cups from somewhere, and boiled water to make the tea leaves he brought. The tea he brought and his own tea art are both good, but Xue Zhe is a little speechless after taking so much trouble.

"It's very important." Yang Mian took a sip of tea, muttered "it's not right" and put down the teacup, then looked at Xue Zhe solemnly, and said, "In "Never Crossing", is it possible for Miss Li to have a relationship with Xue Zhe?" The main character finally gets married?"

"..." For a moment, Xue Zhe wanted to splash the bowl of tea in his hand on Yang Mian's face—is this what he called "important matter"?

"Never Crossing" is a novel that Xue Zhe is currently writing. Miss Li is the nickname of the heroine of the novel. She is currently half-dead, and the hero is working hard to bring her back to life.The joke is very old, but because Xue Zhe didn't turn the protagonist into a tea table at the beginning, but maintained a state of disgrace, readers exclaimed that the evil turned sexual.He also received a lot of questions like Yang Mian's.

It's just that when I think of the NPC running downstairs to get nervous at night just to ask such a question...

"Well, this is a question I'm asking in my personal capacity. It's okay if I don't want to answer..." Noticing that Xue Zhe was looking at the teacup "affectionately", Yang Mian coughed and changed the subject, "Actually, I'm looking for you." The purpose is to talk about what happened to you this afternoon."

"One question." Xue Zhe had no patience to talk to Yang Mian, and said directly.

"Please."

"Were you involved in this matter?"

The smile on Yang Mian's face did not change, as if he had expected that Xue Zhe would ask such a question: "What does the so-called 'participation' mean?"

"Planning, helping, or simply leading - do you have a share in the above?"

"So..." Yang Mian pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, "Yes."

"The reason?" Not surprised by Yang Mian's answer, Xue Zhe asked again.

Yang Mian didn't answer, but just asked with a smile: "Don't you think that for those who have all their kung fu but have no use for it, there is hope for those who have too much energy and no way to vent their energy? Even if it is a mirage-like hope, Is it good too?"

"Then I'm a target for them to vent their energy?" Xue Zhe himself didn't mind what Yang Mian wanted to do, but he just involved himself, so he would be grateful.

"There must be a place to go," Yang Mian said lightly, playing with the cup in his hand, "Actually, if those old people didn't disdain to be with the common people too much, if they insisted on promoting themselves as masters who hide from the world and live in seclusion, there are other ways to find A lot. But now..."

Then he is the innocent people A who deserve to be sacrificed?

But having said that... Xue Zhe glanced at Yang Mian: "What about you, do you want to go back to the past?"

"Once upon a time? Just read it in the novel." Yang Mian replied very simply, "Aside from other things, I don't want to fight you to the death—at least not before you finish this article."

When he said the first half of the sentence, his tone was still a bit cold.But when it comes to the second half of the sentence, no matter how you listen to it, there is a sense of helplessness that almost all Xue Zhe's readers have...

"Tell you a bad news."

"?"

"My manuscripts are almost gone, and it will end this week." Xue Zhe looked helpless with his poor acting skills, "If something goes wrong with me in Wuzhen, I probably have to stop updating."

The corner of Yang Mian's mouth seemed to twitch, but he still managed to maintain a smile, "...I believe you will pass this week safely."

"I'd like to borrow your good words." The corner of Xue Zhe's mouth raised, and Xue Zhe showed a very shameless smile, "I believe so too."

After finally asking all the people to leave, Xue Zhe wandered back to the room.He didn't feel sleepy at first, but now he couldn't keep his eyes open.

A real gun for a while, and the excitement of my father's great achievements for a while, it is really exhausting...

After entering the room, he couldn't find the light switch after groping for a long time, so he had to fumble for a few steps, but suddenly he tripped, kicked something, staggered and fell forward.

Just as he was about to kiss the ground, an arm suddenly stretched out in the darkness, blocking him precisely.

"……Well?"

The body was straightened, Xue Zhe supported the cabinet next to him with one hand, and said, "Xiao Amnesty?"

"Ah."

"Why aren't you sleeping..." Xue Zhe muttered in a low voice, "By the way, I've thought of a way to help you out."

"?"

"Take me as a target, right... I'll let you see, the target is also on fire."

In the darkness, what Bushe saw was a pair of eyes shining with a cold light.

Although the Martial Arts Conference has a seven-day meeting schedule, in order to take care of the mood of the many unlucky people who are unwilling to be dragged to the meeting forcibly, one day is held and one day is rested in seven days, and the meeting is only held for half a day in the morning-if this is not the case, Headache and meetings like Xue Zhe guessed that he would rather walk across mountains and rivers on two legs than go back to Linshan City and beat up his own father to vent his anger.

The next day was a rest day, and he had nothing to do, so Xue Zhe simply dragged Bushe to climb the mountain.

"Huh..." Glancing at Unforgiveness who was standing in front of him, his face was neither red nor breathless, and his footsteps were as steady as walking on the ground, Xue Zhe took a few breaths, hating himself for setting the protagonist's starting point so high back then, but now Not even a chance to show off...

Unforgiveness is of course impossible to know what kind of dark heart someone has under the righteous banner of "breathing fresh air helps growth and development". For a mountain to have a winding trail stepped on by the predecessors, in his opinion, it is already an extremely easy hike.Seeing that Xue Zhe seemed tired, he looked around, pointed to the distance and asked, "Do you want to sit there?"

What Bu She was referring to was a gazebo, which was built halfway up the mountain, with a thatched roof and four thick round wooden pillars, which was rather wild.But they were not the first to discover this wonderful place. After climbing a few more steps, Xue Zhe saw a familiar... bald head in the pavilion.

"Long time no see, Master Xue." Seeing the two people approaching, the young monk was taken aback for a moment, and then greeted them with a smile on his hands.

There is another person beside him, it is Xie Pirate.

Speaking of it is also fate, these two people should be in heaven and earth according to their identities, and there is no match between a high-ranking Buddhist disciple and a low-level thief.But it just happened to be such a coincidence that the bus bumped into it when I came here, and I talked very high, and I happened to live in an inn, in the next room, and even sat together during the meeting yesterday, which made the two bold boys Playing the game online for more than three hours - After so many interactions, the relationship between the two has improved by leaps and bounds. If it weren't for the little monk's status as a monk, he would even have the heart to ask for help.

"You two also come to climb the mountain?" Although they are both from the Jianghu, seeing these two people makes Xue Zhe much more relaxed than Yang Mian and Lei Feixi.There are exactly four stone benches and a stone table in the gazebo, and four people can just sit around a table.

"The little monk said the room was stuffy, so I took him out to play." Xie Bandit said while handing out the melon seeds and peanuts in his hand, and he didn't mind at all and forcefully stuffed them to Wu's forgiveness.But although he could resist the unforgivable and expressionless face, he still had some psychological shadows towards Xue Zhe. Not only did he have a stiff attitude, but he also glanced at him several times, which made the second monk Xue Zhezhang confused.

But people in this world are full of strange things, maybe some people are kind to Bu She's wooden face and are afraid of his enthusiastic and good youth——Thinking of it this way, Xue Zhe didn't mind it that much.

"You just let him scare you?" Taking advantage of Xue Zhe's inattention, the little monk and Xie Biao secretly bit their ears.

"It's just..." Xie Pirate also lacked confidence—Xue Zhe looked like an ordinary young man with a good temper, and he didn't have the courage to frighten him that night.

But he was 100% sure that what he felt that night was correct. If it weren't for the feeling of being stabbed in the heart, he wouldn't have abandoned his friend's entrustment and fled, and felt guilty for several days afterwards...

"By the way, have you heard of 'retroism'?" Xue Zhe asked suddenly.

"You mean those guys who are looking for trouble for nothing?" The little monk responded quickly, "I even looked for the little monk a few days ago."

"How to say?" Xue Zhe asked.

"That is to say, the "Convention" is too much, and you have to fight it..." The little monk shook his head, "The little monk told them that monks don't care about Jianghu affairs, so they pushed it away."

Xue Zhe looked at Xie Pirate again, Xie Pirate shuddered, and hurriedly said: "I have also encountered it, but I am not interested in fighting and so on."

There are some things that Xie Pirates don’t know how to say—Xiajiumen was originally on the edge of the Jianghu, and they were looked down upon back then, and now they can finally sit at the same table with them, why bother to let myself go back to that era?

Xue Zhe nodded, feeling a little more relieved—he had a good feeling for the little monk and Xie Pirate, and it would be a pity if they also went to engage in that kind of retroism.

The four of them chatted with the mountain wind blowing, but they were quite happy.It's a pity that this extremely rare good mood for Xue Zhe was quickly disrupted by someone.

"I thought it was someone, but I didn't expect that the people in the Demon Sect are hiding here quietly."

"Demon Sect? Don't tell me the jokes. There is no such thing as a Sect of Sect these days. The owner of the sect has been taken by a kid who doesn't know much about martial arts. Sect Sect? Ha~"

Two sharp and piercing voices came into his ears, and Xue Zhe raised his eyebrows. Although he was good at anger in his heart, a smile slowly appeared on his face.

He pressed Bu's shoulder beside him, gave him a relieved smile, and waved his hands at the young monk and Xie Bandit, signaling them not to intervene.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up and greeted the two people who came with a smile.