Jianghu chaos

Xie Chaohan played with the piccolo in his hand, seemingly casually said: "This time I went out and met a lot of fellow martial artists. When we were having a good time drinking and talking, someone asked me if I was good at playing the piccolo because I wear it with me."

Mrs. Xie was taken aback.

Xie Chaohan didn't seem to notice, and continued: "Unfortunately, my son can only play a short piece of music, and it doesn't change when he blows it back and forth, and he will inevitably get bored, and he is too embarrassed to say it in front of others. It's really difficult."

Mrs. Xie was silent for a moment, then said: "If you don't like it, then don't take it."

"My son never asks much about parents." Xie Chaohan rubbed the black piccolo and said in a low voice, "I just feel that in this rivers and lakes, it's up to my son to go on his own. I don't care about the name of Mr. Jiandi back then. My son only cares about whether Xie Chaohan's name will surpass him in the future."

Mrs. Xie said softly, "My parents are very pleased that you have such ambition."

"Don't talk about parents, the son himself is also very pleased." Xie Chaohan said with a smile, "The name of Feijian Luoying should not be inferior to that of Mr. Jiandi back then, so this doubt that has plagued the child for many years can finally be asked. .”

"Father doesn't know how to play the flute, why does he like to wear a piccolo with him? How did the name of Mr. Jiandi come from?"

"..." Mrs. Xie hesitated to speak, with a strange expression on her face.

Xie Chaohan said relaxedly: "My son just asked casually, and mother answered casually."

"You..." Mrs. Xie hesitated, saying every word with difficulty, "What did you hear?"

"Mother thinks, what should I hear?"

"..." Mrs. Xie closed her eyes, her voice suddenly became serious, and her voice was so undeniable, "Han'er, you never like to ask too many old things. Mother always thinks this is a good habit, don't lose it."

This time Xie Chaohan didn't give in at all: "Mother also knows that my son is a person who does whatever he wants, and never cares about his habits or not."

Mrs. Xie opened her eyes suddenly, her brows were tightly frowned, and her face was sullen: "You don't need to ask too much about matters that have nothing to do with you! Okay, mother is tired, you can go back."

"Mother..." Xie Chaohan wanted to say more, but Mrs. Xie got up and went into the inner room, the curtain fell, blocking the inside tightly, and the half shadow refused to show out.

Xie Chaohan had no choice but to withdraw.

When he was leaving, he heard his mother's muffled voice from behind the heavy curtains: "Han'er, you don't need to mention this matter to your father."

Xie Chaohan paused.

The voice inside the curtain was much lower, intermittent, and only a few words could be vaguely discerned.

"It's my fault, I already knew that."

"For so many years, I have been fasting and reciting scriptures, Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures, it should be enough..."

"The eldest son died early, and I have also suffered the pain of losing a son. Isn't it enough to compensate you with one son?"

Xie Chaohan was stunned, his mind was turbulent, and he had unknowingly performed more than a dozen versions of love and hatred.

The original intention was to find out what my mother said, to see how much I knew about my father's past affairs, so it turned out that not only did he know, but what did he do?

The purpose of fasting and reciting scriptures is to atone for sins. Could it be that Jian Ling's mother was persecuted, or was it the work of Mrs. Xie's family?

"A son will pay you back", does the mother think that Jian Ling has already passed away?Or, Jian Ling's mother has passed away?

Did mother kill someone? ?

My father never mentioned it for many years, whether it was because of...

So what is Jian Ling doing when he comes back?Acknowledge relatives or take revenge?

Xie Chaohan stood in the courtyard, feeling a little cold from the night wind.

It is said that women are jealous, I never expected that they could become so jealous... Mother is also a straight-hearted and straightforward woman. Over the years, although she occasionally argued with her father, in most cases, she was reasonable and respectful. She never stopped her ex-father from taking a concubine. So when she was young, she single-handedly cut off her father's relationship?

Between the words just now, it seems that Jian Ling's mother has passed away, but now Hua Rulian is still alive and well, coming out from time to time to toss a few moths in the rivers and lakes, not to mention who Hua Rulian is, how can he be caught by someone who knows all kinds of martial arts? Victimized by ordinary women who don't know how?It shouldn't be her, so who is Jian Ling's mother?Why did Jian Ling learn the martial arts of the hero Yu Gu?Who taught him Luoying swordsmanship?

Looking at his simple clothes, if it is said that he is as rich as Ruan Xi and can buy martial arts cheats randomly, Xie Chaohan will absolutely not believe it.

"You think too much." The sound of water leaking gradually fell, and as the night deepened, in the guest room, Mei Qian raised the teapot and poured a cup slowly.

Xie Chaohan changed his previous foolish look, and frowning for the first time: "I'm really not sure if what my mother said meant something, and what exactly is Jian Ling here for?"

Mei Qian pushed the tea to his hand, and poured another cup himself: "You messed up."

Xie Chaohan sighed and drank his tea carelessly: "I don't know what to do."

"Then wait and see what happens." Mei Qian said, "As soon as we arrive, Jian Ling also arrives, so it can be seen that he has followed all the way. Whether it's revenge or recognition of relatives, why do you have to follow us?"

"You mean..." Xie Chaohan came to his senses, "Jian Ling doesn't even know her background?"

"It's very possible." Tapping the rim of the cup with her index finger, Mei Qian pondered for a moment, and said, "He intentionally appeared to lure us out, and played that piece of music for you, obviously to arouse your suspicion and force you to inquire."

"I understand." Xie Chaohan said, "I also want to seize the opportunity. No matter what the truth is, if I know it earlier, I can have a countermeasure."

"No." Mei Qian shook her finger, "Stop inquiring, delay."

Xie Chaohan frowned: "If Jian Ling can't hold back, how about taking the lead?"

"Let him make the move." Mei Qian sneered, "He is so anxious to follow, it shows that he wants to know his life experience more than you. Today is the tenth day of February, and representatives from various sects will come to Luoyingmen in a while , Jian Ling is alone, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, it is difficult to resist the siege and capture of so many people, not to mention your martial arts skills are already higher than his."

Xie Chaohan lowered his eyes: "He must have made moves in the past few days."

"Stop with stillness." Mei Qian raised his teacup and took a sip. "There are too many problems with him. I don't know how he is related to the hero Yugu. Let's wait for him to reveal clues."

Xie Chaohan frowned, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid he knows too much, which will be bad for mother."

"The inner courtyard is heavily guarded. His lightness kung fu has not yet reached its peak, so there is no need to worry about it." Mei Qian thought for a while and said, "If you are really worried, I will go to Madam's place with you more in the next few days. Pay attention to Jian Ling's movements."

Xie Chaohan glanced at him strangely, then stretched out his hand to hook his shoulders: "I said Mei Shangxuemei is a hero, so it is my Xie family's inner courtyard after all, and all the female relatives live there. You don't want to avoid suspicion?"

Mei Qian slapped his hand away: "A gentleman is magnanimous, and I have no doubts about it."

Xie Chaohan twirled the cup, playing with flavors: "Really frank?"

Mei Qian raised her eyebrows: "What?"

"This modest gentleman can deceive others but not me." Xie Chaohan said, "I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and others recognize your kung fu, but not your people. If it weren't for this cold and withdrawn temperament, why would you be here? If I hadn't died that year Stalking, how can you and I be friends?"

Mei Qian was silent.

"For so many years, I have never seen when you have paid attention to anyone. If that little fat sheep hadn't possessed your Lingxu school kung fu, you wouldn't have paid him much attention at all."

Mei Qian didn't raise her eyes: "Let's get to the point."

Xie Zhaohan coughed, and turned his gaze away slightly: "So why did you suddenly get close to Wan Qing? You also patiently explained Ruan Xi's matter to her for the first time... Could it be that you have some thoughts about my sister? I am just such a sister , raised in the palm of your hand since childhood, read books and embroidered at home all day long, never even practiced martial arts, let alone seen anything in the world, you old-fashioned..."

With a "snap", the teacup hit the table, making a sound that was not harsh, but quickly told Xie Chaohan to shut up.

"An old jerk...heh." Mei Qian glanced at him with a half-smile, the teacup twirling between her slender fingers, "Wan Qing is gentle and sweet, I feel pity for her, compared to her elder brother who deserves a beating when she speaks, Even more precious."

Xie Chaohan had a complicated expression: "You really..."

"So what?" Mei Qian got up, flicked his wide sleeves, and there was a gust of wind on the ground, causing the door to close, quickly isolating him from the outside.

"..." Xie Chaohan drank the tea in his cup in one sip, and said indifferently, "Wan Qing is a little girl who has never seen the world. When the martial arts conference starts, she has seen heroes from all walks of life. How can she be fooled by you..."

There was a whirring sound from the door, and the night wind was cold, and Mei Qian's back was quickly blown away.

However, it was only a peaceful night, and the next morning, even Mei Qian didn't expect that when the door was opened, there would be an uproar.

The status of Luoying Sword is in jeopardy!

A mysterious person appeared at the opening ceremony, and the name of the first sword in the world changed hands!

The inside and outside of the dining hall were full of Luoying disciples, discussing something enthusiastically, and among them, Ruan Xi was at a loss with bread and buns.

"Mr. Ruan, you have seen the opening ceremony with your own eyes. Is there really such a person?"

"Mr. Ruan, Mr. Ruan, is that man's sword really that fast? Faster than Elder Brother?"

"Nonsense! It is impossible for anyone to be faster than Senior Brother!"

"That man's swordsmanship is really similar to our Luoying Sword?"

"Impossible! Only the elder brother has mastered the true biography of the Luoying Sword. Even the master himself admits that he has not comprehended the highest level. How can it be so easy to learn!"

"It must be Chaowen Monthly News sensationalizing nonsense!"

"It's not necessarily without reason!"

Mei Qian quickly calmed down, looked around for a while, and easily found the culprit in the hands of those disciples - Chaowen Monthly News.

His eyebrows twitched suddenly, if he didn't come sooner or later, why did he come at this time...?

Apparently Ruan Xi also noticed it, and hastily borrowed it from one of his disciples to read it: "When did this magazine come out? It hasn't been published in the past two days!"

"It looks like the date on it was yesterday. Speaking of which, who bought it?"

As soon as this question was uttered, the disciples present suddenly fell silent, looked at each other for a long time, and then realized that it was strange: "I saw it at the door when I got up, and I wonder who threw the books..."

"I picked it up in the Martial Arts Field."

"I'm in the dining hall."

"I... I'm on the side of the road..."

The more he said, the more something went wrong, Ruan Xi clutched the booklet in his hand, feeling mixed feelings.

It's time to come, it's finally here.