Heinous

Don't be frivolous when you are young.

Yang Mian has been living a smooth life since he landed. He is extremely talented. He was appointed as his heir by the old man of the Yang family when he was just able to walk.Five years later, when he finally reached the age of adulthood, he made a great wish to find the lost half of the Yin-Yang Jue, a martial art handed down in his family, and leave home to wander the world.

Then suffered a big loss.

Yang Mian also grew up listening to the crimes committed by the Demon Sect. As a member of the Yang family, he has a deep-rooted hatred for the Demon Sect.Although he doesn't pay much attention to happiness and enmity these days, the first stop he made for himself is still the legendary headquarters of the Demon Sect in Linshan City, where the great devil Xue Qirong is.

Linshan City is surrounded by mountains and the sea, and has a developed economy. With the root of all evils as its foundation, it is not surprising that some dark things are derived from it.As soon as Yang Mian arrived in Linshan, he ran into a group of hooligans who harassed and made trouble.He already had blood in his heart, and he didn't think much of the "Convention", so he beat up the little bastard with three punches and two kicks, and left with the heroic pride of killing harm for the people.But he didn't want to poke a hornet's nest. The little gangster's father is a well-known figure in Linshan City. Although he is not up to the task, people always look at his father's face and don't help him.But with Yang Mian's skill, even ten or twenty ordinary punks are useless.So over and over again, the angry little gangster called more and more people, and finally alarmed the troublesome people.

Although they were not interested in standing up for a dog raised by a tiger father, but Yang Mian was too high-profile, if he didn't treat it, it would be too embarrassing.They knew that Yang Mian was very skilled, but no matter how powerful his skill was, could he stand up to a pistol?Even if it can withstand a pistol, can it withstand calculation?

When Xue Qirong heard about this and rushed to him—after all, he was also a person on the road. Although he has been thoroughly cleansed now, he still gathers with old friends from time to time, and just happened to hear that there is a skill The astonishing boy was making wind and rain on the border of Linshan——Yang Mian had already been poured into a daze, and was about to "deal with it" further. If Xue Qirong hadn't come in time, the Yang family might have to go to They have fished their eldest son from the sea.

Xue Qirong managed to settle the matter by relying on his face and money, and took Yang Mian home without any trouble.At that time, Xue Zhe went to boarding school, and Xue's family grandpa was busy with official duties, and both of them were away from home, which gave him a chance to deal with the little devil who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

He came here with the intention of challenging the Demon Sect, but was arrested by a group of guys who didn't even know martial arts, and was finally rescued by the Sect Master of the Demon Sect... This incident really made Yang Mian, whose heart was higher than the sky Can't stand it.

What made him even more unbearable was Xue Qirong's smiling words.

"How do you plan to repay your life-saving grace?" Xue Qirong sat on a chair with his legs crossed, smiling sinisterly.

"...What do you want?" Yang Mian looked at the person in front of him warily.

"It's nothing, with your worth, why is it worth 1 yuan?" Xue Qirong snapped his fingers, "It's just that I'm short of money recently, and the cash flow is not very good..."

"On me..." Yang Mian brought a lot of money with him when he left home, probably [-] would be enough.

"Your wallet has been taken away, including your ID card and card. It is impossible to reissue it now, but there is another way—" Xue Qirong pointed to the phone on the side, "Call home and tell them you What's the matter, now you owe me money again, I guess those few will be happy to call me tens of thousands more."

Yang Mian fell silent.

Call home and tell your family what happened to you?

People in the family would never refuse to give him money, but this matter...is really embarrassing.

"Then there's nothing we can do." Seeing Yang Mian not moving, Xue Qirong's face could be called a "friendly" smile, "Why don't you do it like this, you can work for me."

"work to earn a living?"

"One thousand a month, including food and lodging, you can save enough money to pay me back in a year. How about it, not bad? Of course, if you ever regret it, just call your home..."

"I'll do it!" Yang Mian gritted his teeth and agreed.

The part-time job is "secretary", but Yang Mian feels that he is more like a follower.To put it simply, he can only do whatever Xue Qirong asks him to do. The dignified heir of the Yang family, being commanded by the master of the Demon Sect, does nothing but trivial matters, and does not show that he is Mr. Yang at all. ability to come.

Yang Mian also wanted to protest, but whenever he had the intention, Xue Qirong would take out the phone at the right time and shake it in front of his eyes—so Yang Mian could only swallow the words in his stomach and continue to honestly say what he should do. What to do.

The salary of 1000 yuan per month is really not high. He wants to save enough money to pay Xue Qirong as soon as possible, so he can only reduce all entertainment that costs money as much as possible.Fortunately, Xue Qirong didn't harsh on him in terms of food and drink, so he could only live in the staff dormitory building that Xue Qirong built newly.The six-person room with upper and lower bunk beds gave Yang Mian a good experience of life.

One year is not short, but it goes by very quickly.Yang Mian finally saved enough 1 yuan to put a neat bundle of money in front of the boss and call for resignation.

"Not bad, not bad." Smiling, he turned the money over and over again, and put it away like a miser. Xue Qirong nodded, "Congratulations, you are free."

"You did it on purpose." One year later, Yang Mian was no longer the naive and ignorant person he was at the beginning. Of course, he couldn't believe that Xue Qirong was short of the 1 yuan.

"How does it feel?" Xue Qirong asked without answering, "How does it feel to take your eyes off the top of your head?"

"...That's right." After a long silence, Yang Mian replied.

"That's good," Xue Qirong sighed, "Although I don't like your family very much, but there is something... By the way, I heard that you want to find the second half of Yin Yang Jue?"

Yang Mian didn't understand Xue Qirong's words, so he could only nod his head.

"That's it," Xue Qirong took out something from his bag and put it in front of his eyes, with a smile on his face—the same kind smile as when he talked about "part-time job" with Yang Mian before—"Call me 'Master', I will teach you. Or give me another six months to work, and I will teach you."

"..."

He didn't call that master at that time, but half a year later, when Yang Mian finally got on the plane home, he turned his head from the boarding gate and glanced at the chubby man who came to see him off. With a low volume, he called out "Master".

He told Xue Zhe about this - not long before Xue Zhe went to the appointment.After listening to what he told about the past, Xue Zhe remained expressionless for a long time, and then said: "Then shouldn't you call me senior brother?"

"Have you ever learned martial arts from Master?" Even though he couldn't understand how Xue Zhe thought of this, Yang Mian retorted subconsciously, "Even if you are now a teacher, you can only be my junior."

"Who said I haven't learned it?" Xue Zhe raised his eyebrows, "He taught me Tai Chi before!"

"..."

"There is also the Enemy Fist." Xue Zhe came back with a first prize thanks to the special training his father gave him before he went to the military training.

"Uh..." Xue Zhe pondered deeply, "There is also the eighth set of People's Broadcasting Gymnastics..."

"..." Yang Mian gritted his teeth, but when he glanced at the story, he was engrossed in listening to the story. He had an idea, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Actually, in terms of relationship, at least he should call me senior brother first, right?" Yang Mian said softly.

Bushe glanced at Yang Mian, then at Xue Zhe, and opened his mouth without hesitation: "Senior brother."

The enunciation is clear, the pronunciation is standard, and there is absolutely no possibility of mishearing.

The smile on Yang Mian's face froze, he sighed helplessly, turned his head to look at Xue Zhe, who was smiling very similar to his father, and gritted his teeth: "Senior brother..."

"Good boy." Xue Zhe held the tea in satisfaction, feeling that the resentment that Yang Mian had been playing in his heart had finally drained a lot.

Needless to say, after making sure that Yang Mian was fine, Xue Zhe quickly identified the real suspect and went to the appointment calmly.

"Actually, retroism may have something to do with him, and Master has already noticed this matter..." Yang Mian said indifferently, "It's just that I haven't been able to catch my feet, and Master has a job, so it is impossible to spend all my energy on this matter. .But since his target is very likely to be the magic treasure, then..."

"Will you definitely come to trouble me?"

"...Anyway, the final result should be good..." Yang Mian turned his head - anyway, even if father and son kill each other, it's their business, and he really doesn't need to expend energy to justify.

Xue Zhe moved his fingers silently, imitating the whole process of beating his father like a sandbag in his heart—well, the old man sits firmly on the mountain and uses his son as bait...

"But this time..." Yang Mian smiled slightly, "For Xue Jihen, what are you going to do?"

"Just do what you want." Xue Zhe said, "I'm a good person——"

The premise is not to offend people who shouldn't be offended, Yang Mian added the second half of the sentence in his heart, glanced at him, and said: "However, I think this matter can be dealt with lightly..."

"Oh?"

Xue Jihen looked at the two of them expressionlessly - after knowing that Yang Mian had a relationship with Xue Qirong, he knew that his plan had all come to nothing.

Still can't count on that old fox...

"According to the rules of the Devil's Gate, traitors, crippled weapons, amputated hands and feet, and thrown into the mountains—if they can survive like this, it is God's will." Xue Zhe said lightly, "However, I personally think that this kind of practice is really not in line. The current trend should be changed.”

"Oh?"

"I don't know why you did all of this, but...you can probably guess something," Xue Zhe shrugged, "Believe it or not, I never wanted to...forget it, I won't say anything."

"In short, let's solve the problem in the simplest way..." Xue Zhe patted Yang Mian's shoulder, "Let's go first, let him talk to you if you have anything to say."

A footstep, from far to near.

The expression on Xue Jihen's face finally changed, and he stepped back a few steps, as if this would prevent people who came in from seeing him.

It's a pity that the wish came to nothing, and the door was finally pushed open.

"……elder brother……"