Basilisk

On the noisy street, a handsome young man in a blue gown was followed by a little boy in dark purple.

The two of them are not ordinary people just by looking at their clothes. People on the street are secretly watching from a distance. The two of them have a calm demeanor, as if they are used to being seen so much, and they don't care at all.

"Father, aren't you afraid?" It turned out that the little boy was actually the child of that young master. Looking carefully, the outline of the eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar.

The boy flicked his fan, "There's nothing to be afraid of."

Originally, there is nothing to be afraid of now, it will not be too late to be afraid after being arrested.

Xiao Tong also looked seven or eight years old, but he looked like an old man, nodding expressionlessly. "But why are you taking me with you?"

The young master put away his fan, and hit the little boy on the head lightly, "Why, don't you want to see grandpa?"

Little Tong didn't know if it was really hurting, he covered his head, his voice was aggrieved, but his expression didn't change, "Father said that the grandpas always tried to trick him into going back to work for nothing."

"He judges the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! Does our Qiu family still lack people who can manage things? Just kidding, your father is self-righteous, he just doesn't want me to go back and reunite with your grandpas."

"But why did father do this? Didn't you also say that father was raised by grandpas, so grandpas should be kind to father, why doesn't father let you go back with us?"

That son, Qiuying gritted her teeth, "How would I know, he never needs any reason to bully me, and he won't let me do whatever I want!" Xiaotong nodded with a clear look, "Indeed. "

look!He was bullied so much that even his son could see it!Qiuying left home this time with even more confidence!

"And your little uncle is coming back, dad hasn't seen him yet."

"Little uncle? Uncle Chao or Uncle Bai? I've seen it before, haven't they been to Ziyang Palace?"

"No," Qiuying became interested in telling stories, "Your little uncle's name is Qiu Lingxian. When he was born, both father and father had already gone out to apprentice. , I met an old Taoist priest who claimed to be the master of some kind of mountain Taoist temple, and he came down the mountain to get married. Then he pestered your grandpas, insisting that your unborn uncle had a fairy fate. Of course your grandpa is Those who don't believe this will beat that Taoist priest away, but your beautiful grandpa won't let him, saying that Taoist priest has no popularity."

"Popularity? Is that a monster?"

"No, it's just neither human nor demon. It is said that when those cultivators reach a certain level and have not yet ascended, they have no vitality at all. They don't need to eat and don't pant. If they stand, they will look like a dummy. of."

"Oh... so did the Taoist priest take my little uncle away?"

Speaking of this, Qiuying couldn't help being angry, if it weren't for that broken Taoist priest, their family would have been separated for so many years?

"Where did they take it away? The Taoist priest stole it! When Grandpa Mei was about to give birth, they went back to Qiujiabao and parted ways with the Taoist priest. Who knew that the Taoist priest sneaked into Qiu's house secretly. Grandpa stole your little uncle on the night of delivery!"

The little boy frowned when he heard this delicate brow, "This Taoist priest can't find death."

That is, with the ability of the Qiu family at that time, they could be dug out wherever the Taoist went, but he really disappeared.

There was nothing to check, nothing to look for. At that time, the weather in Qiuchang almost disturbed the whole world.

It was Yingying who persuaded him, "The Taoist priest is not an ordinary person, maybe it's the child's blessing, and we can't stop him."

Even though he said so, Qiu Changtian still searched for five years and ten years secretly, but it was as if the Taoist priest had never existed, there was no trace at all, and he couldn't find the Taoist temple that the Taoist priest said.

However, he was able to enter the heavily guarded Qiujiabao without anyone noticing, and he was able to steal the newborn Qiu Lingxian, which already proved that he was not an ordinary person.

"Father, why did little uncle come back? Wasn't he stolen when he was just born? How did he get it back?"

Thinking of this, Qiuying couldn't help sighing, "You are still young, and you don't understand if you tell me. Your little uncle left at some point. Dad wants to take this opportunity to visit him."

"Oh." Xiaotong nodded sensiblely, "Father, are you thirsty?"

"It's a bit."

"Then let's go to that teahouse and sit down. I heard from people in the palace that there is a very delicious pastry shop on the street nearby. I'll look for it. Father, you go and have a meeting first."

"Alright, be careful."

Qiuying watched the calm and childlike youngest son leave, feeling indescribably satisfied, entered the teahouse with high spirits, went up to the second floor, and ordered a pot of tea.

I don't know where the younger son went to find a shop. Qiuying drank half a pot of tea, but he still hasn't come back, so she feels a little uneasy.

The guests at the table used to speak loudly, and Qiuying ignored them lazily. This time, she suddenly laughed, and Qiuying, who was mocking, was upset, and turned her head to stare at them.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at the three at the table, none of them are good things, one has a mischievous eyebrow, one is fat and has a ball, and the other is a middle-aged man who looks good among the three of them, with squinting eyes Everyone looked at Qiuying.

Qiuying lived in Ziyang Palace in seclusion for many years, and the people inside respected him very much. He had seen a lot of eyes like that middle-aged man's gaze when he was young, but it was the first time he met such an upright and obscene person.

Qiuying is angry in her heart, but now that he has run away from home, it is better to have one more thing than one less thing.

But the middle-aged man didn't think so. Under the booing of the two people around him, he actually walked to Qiuying's seat and said, "Xiong Mao in Xia Qishan, I would like to make friends with the young master."

Qiuying snorted coldly, just because he doesn't want to make trouble doesn't mean he will bear it, he has never heard of who Xiong Mao is after living in seclusion for so many years, anyway, it's better not to mess with him, it will make him feel better .

Seeing that Qiuying showed disdain and didn't save him any face, Xiong Mao was not angry, he sat down opposite Qiuying with a humming smile, picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup, "I advise you to be more sensible, Lao Tzu I'm well known in the Jianghu, a sick son like you is the best to follow, maybe I can treat you gentler if I'm happy, hehe..."

Qiuying's face darkened, Xiong Mao thought he was frightened, and reached out to touch Qiuying's face, but Qiuying avoided it.

Xiong Mao chuckled, "Still shy, hahahaha, good! I like you like this! It's exciting to play!"

After Qiuying gave birth to her eldest son, Yue Feng, her skills were not as good as before. There was no need for him to practice skills all these years, so it was useless, but it was more than enough to deal with Xiong Mao, but I don't know what the other two are.

Qiuying was thinking about the best solution, but Xiong Mao took the time to touch his chin.

Qiuying stood up in a panic, touched the face of being frivolous, her hands were shaking with anger, when would he be bullied to such an extent!If Xiong Mao is not killed, he will have no face to see Master again!

Xiong Mao also stood up, sticking out his tongue and obscenely licking the finger that touched Qiuying just now, "It's so slippery, it makes my heart itch."

There was a slight vibration on the stairs, which was deliberately stepped out by a person with pure inner strength.Qiu Yingqi's eyes were red, but she was temporarily suppressed by the shock.

Could it be Xiong Mao's accomplice?Too bad, he could escape with his current skill, but it's not easy to get revenge.No, he is very familiar with this internal force... as if... it is...

A young man came up from the stairs, tall and tall, holding a piccolo in his hand, with a youthful sharpness on his handsome face.

Qiuying was taken aback for a moment, then she felt guilty and moved, and she was found, and she was moved... His son is so handsome.

"Daddy."

Xiong Mao was obsessed with lust, his obscene eyes shifted from Qiuying to Yue Feng and then to Qiuying, "Hahaha, the beauty is already a father, it's even better!"

Another small head protruded from behind Yue Feng, with eyebrows and eyes more like Qiuying than Yue Feng.

"Hey, there is a little beauty." Xiong Mao stroked his chin, as if he was already in his arms, "You are a little younger, so you can sell it for a good price."

Yue Feng suddenly chuckled, looked at Xiong Mao's crotch, "Can you do that?"

Seeing this, Xiong Mao's heart was on fire, "It's okay, little beauty, you'll know if you come and try it."

Xiong Mao's two friends laughed obscenely, "Old Xiong, if you can't do it, brother will fight for you, hahaha..."

Xiong Mao didn't even reply lazily, his eyes were fixed on Yue Feng who had been smiling provocatively at him, and he rushed over at once.

But in the blink of an eye, Xiong Mao returned to the original place, and he looked at Yue Feng in surprise.Xiong Mao seemed to have been beaten back by something just now, but the young man's posture remained unchanged, except for the flute, there was nothing like a weapon on his body.

The two friends laughed at the side, and Xiong Mao was so angry that he rushed forward again.

Qiu Junjia, who was hiding behind Yue Feng, stepped aside and ran to his father.

Qiuying hurriedly checked on her son, "Are you okay?"

Qiu Junjia stared at Qiuying without blinking, Qiuying knew he was angry, "How could you let him touch you!"

Qiuying was taken aback by her son's anger, "Was it me who let me do it, am I defenseless?"

"Who caught you off guard!" Angry still, Qiu Junjia immediately took out a Baise silk handkerchief and rubbed it on Qiuying's face roughly.

Qiuying was so hurt by being wiped, she didn't say a word, knowing that her youngest son loved him.

Finally, when Qiu Junjia was satisfied, he threw the veil away, and threw it on the face of the man with the eyebrows and mouse eyes. He was not afraid, and held Qiuying's face and kissed it with a "boom". "Not dirty anymore."

Qiuying smiled and nodded, "Well, it's not dirty anymore."

Yue Feng didn't seem to have made a move at all from others, but Xiong Mao couldn't get close to him, either he was watched or missed.

The remaining two looked at each other, one rushed towards Yue Feng, and the other punched Qiu Junjia.

However, the three of them were suddenly lifted up by a burst of true energy. They either hit the beams of the house or the pillars beside them.

A sigh made Qiuying tremble all over.

"Two or three mice, you can't even handle it, don't call it my son in the future."

The voice came from behind Qiuying. Qiuying didn't have the courage to turn back. He was found so soon, he was so afraid...

Yue Feng smiled, "I'm waiting for my father to deal with those rats. If they just speak frivolously, I'll kill him, but...someone of them touched my father, this..."

Qiuying glared at Yue Feng fiercely, am I my real father!Yes or no!Yes or no!

Yue Qiu came to Qiuying's side without making a sound, pulled his arm, and Qiuying was wrapped in his arms as soon as she fainted.

"Where did I touch you?"

Yue Qiu still has no expression on his mediocre face, and his eyes are also calm, as if he doesn't pursue Qiuying's running away from home at all, but only cares about him being treated lightly.

But Qiuying knew that he might be worse than that Xiong Mao.

"Also...also..."

Qiuying was picked up, "Feng'er, chop off their hands and feet, cut off their tongues, goug their eyes, and find out which gang they belong to. After a month, I will hear no more news about this gang in the world."

"Yes." Yue Feng still smiled, he always liked to laugh, "What about in a month?"

"We'll be waiting for you at Qiu's house."

"Yes."

Qiu Junjia kept his head down until his father and father disappeared, then he raised his head, "I'm with you."

"You are young."

Qiu Junjia suddenly smiled brightly on his expressionless face, but Yue Feng shivered when he saw it. He pointed to the three half-dead people lying on the side, "Using torture has nothing to do with age. "

Yue Feng shook his head. Everyone in the palace said that the younger brother was like his father, but they didn't know that the younger brother most resembled his father's cruel side, but the more his father liked it, the more cruel he was, while the younger brother became more cruel the more he hated it. I'm afraid the younger brother is better than the father in the number of stages.

The 16-person palanquin assigned by Yue Qiu was waiting downstairs in the teahouse. He jumped upstairs with Qiuying in his arms and slowly landed on the palanquin.

The white gauze curtain couldn't completely block the eyes of passers-by on the street. Qiuying was so frightened, she didn't notice that he was crawling on Yue Qiuhuan's body at this time, and suddenly felt a chill on her buttocks.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Then the big palm fell down without any pity, and soon Qiuying's white buttocks were red and swollen.

At first Qiuying yelled in panic, but then she was so ashamed that she buried her face and twitched from crying.

People on the street were very curious about what happened in the sedan chair, but they couldn't see clearly, so they could only listen to the sounds inside.

That is the Mistress of Ziyang Palace, the woman who disguised herself as a man just now was the Mistress of the Mistress...

No wonder I just saw that young man was so handsome, it turned out to be a woman...

The palace lord's wife was molested by a thief just now...

What are the Palace Mistress and Madam doing in the sedan chair?crackling sound...

Who knows, the things that those big people do are not something we ordinary people can understand...

Let's practice...

After finally waiting for Yue Qiu to hold back, he forced Qiuying into his arms, looked at his humiliated and aggrieved face, and cried, "Do you still dare?"

Qiuying shook her head, then twitched aggrievedly, "I want... to go home..."

"We're going home now."

Qiuying shook her head again, "I want to go back to Qiu's house."

It was rare for Yue Qiu not to be bullying Qiuying, and stroked his weeping hair, "Will you tell me if you want to go there in the future?"

Qiuying hugged Yue Qiuhuan's neck, and buried herself in the arms of the person who just spanked him, "I'm sorry..."

Yue Qiu still sighed, "Let's go back to Qiujiabao."

Qiuying laughed immediately, but the tears kept falling, "Do you know... Lingxian, he is back..."