Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(87)

"What's your expression like?"

I don't know if I don't look back. When I look back, Kong Qu thought that Zhiqing was constipated, and his face changed suddenly, which was three points more exciting than the color palette.

"Hehe, I just didn't expect it."

Zhiqing is an acquired Taoist. When he came out to practice Taoism, the wave of people like Xuantianjun and Longyoujun had already passed the stage of keeping a low profile. There are many stories about them in the market, but it is not reliable Spectrum, Zhiqing never took it seriously.Later, when the relationship with Long Youjun gradually became familiar, Long Youjun had already become a saint, and he didn't dare to ask him more about his previous affairs.

He never thought that the reason for the rivalry between Lingyun Palace and Penglai, a powerful force that affects the whole body at a stroke, would be so... so childish.

"Actually, this is not naive." Kong Qu defended himself, "Cultivation and preaching, to put it bluntly, is a matter of orthodoxy. Whoever can lead more people to the road of cultivating the Tao will be able to attract more help. Whoever can win the favor of the Dao of Heaven. This is why Xuantian Lord recruited the world's talents at the beginning, and the title of Lord Longyou, the ancestor of sword repair, is also for this reason."

Zhiqing had a hard time imagining the struggle between their innate gods, because when he started cultivating Taoism, the division of power had already been basically settled. Whoever has an inclination will go to that side.

The balance of heaven began at that time.

Taking advantage of Penglai’s Yan Chu’s meeting with Shang Fuliang, Kong Qu stopped and concentrated on clearing up with Zhi Zhi the things before practicing Taoism: “Actually, there were very few things in the hands of the Heavenly Dao at that time, and most of them were for everyone to develop freely. Why? Speaking of which, I always felt that the way of heaven was incomplete at that time. When I occasionally heard the voice of the way of heaven, I always had the illusion that he was not awake. Mr. Longyou has never paid much attention to the way of heaven. Sometimes the way of heaven He will also assign preaching missions, but Mr. Longyou is not very obedient..."

He thought of Mr. Long You 1 years ago, he would stay in his room every day and not go out, and lay down in the sun when he went out. He didn't care about anything, and he would beat back the will of heaven.

"What Taoism? Am I so free?" Fang Yanchu half-closed his eyes, stroking Longyou Sword in his hand, the sword in his hand was shining, and he made a decisive decision.

Kong Qu looked at him and thought to himself: "You are really idle."

"...Until now, Lord Longyou doesn't like preaching very much." Zhiqing continued Kong Qu's words, "In fact, a saint should be a preacher for the way of heaven. But..."

But Fang Yanchu abruptly turned the saint into a god of war.

Kong Qu was speechless for a while, and patted his chest as if to comfort himself: "At least Brother Fang also took in an apprentice."

Zhiqing seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth and didn't know how to speak, so he swallowed the rest of the words.In fact, he wanted to say that Fang Yanchu's apprentice didn't seem like someone who could be taught the way of heaven, but he was quite suitable for talking about the way of the devil.

"There are also Dao boys in Lingyun Palace. Although they are uncles in name, Brother Fang actually trained them as apprentices." Kong Qu added, "Although he doesn't care much, Brother Fang treats Dao boys very well." Really good."

"Hush—" he was talking, Zhiqing suddenly knelt down and made a quiet gesture to him, and then both of them turned their eyes to Yan Chu's back.He had been standing outside here for a long time, but his back was still straight, his head was slightly lowered, and he looked at the door panel in front of him expressionlessly.

"Don't tell me, this Yan Chu is really similar to our Brother Fang when he has no expression."

Zhiqing has been staring at Yan Chu's figure firmly, and waved his hand when he heard the words: "Don't talk. ——He's going in."

Even though he said so, Yan Chu's muscles were tense and he maintained a posture of about to move for a long time, until Zhiqing almost let go of the tone he mentioned, he suddenly raised his hand, and knocked on the door very restrainedly.

"Da da da."

There seemed to be a sudden silence in the room, and then it returned to its original state, and then Yan Chu rang the button a second time.

"Da da da."

There was also no response from inside the room, and Yan Chu hardly paused, and then rang a third time: "Da da da."

The door panel opened in response, and a young man about his stature suddenly appeared behind the door. The young man looked up at Yan Chu, his eyes were filled with tears instantly, and his lowered voice was a little hoarse: "Brother, You're back."

"Yan Ming," Yan Chu firmly held the young man's arm, and supported him as if borrowing strength so that Yan Ming did not lose his strength and fell, "Yan Ming, you go back first."

"Brother!" The young man named Yan Ming suddenly grabbed his sleeve, shook his head vigorously, tears rolled in his eyes, "Brother, don't go anymore, today is over."

Yan Chu patted Yan Ming's hand lightly, and comforted him: "It's okay. Today is over, I won't provoke Brother Shang, you go back first. Let Daotong cook some medicine for you to heal your injury."

After he said that, Zhiqing and Kong Qu turned their attention to Yan Ming who came out.This Yan Ming and Yan Chu are obviously twins. Both of them look very similar to Fang Yanchu, but they each have their own emphasis. In fact, his younger brother Yan Ming's facial features are a bit more similar to Fang Yanchu's, but his elder brother Yanchu is closer in temperament.

Surprisingly, there were obvious scars on Yan Ming's body. Yan Chu supported his arm, and the arm that was exposed under the sleeve was densely covered with bruises, which looked like whip wounds.

Is Shang Fuliang good at using a whip?

With such a question in Kong Qu's mind, he didn't feel that Shang Fuliang had any improper relationship with this boy named Yan Ming.Probably because people have never eaten pork, they have seen pigs run away, and they have seen fun, but they have never seen ones who beat their bedmates to death.

The wound on Yan Ming's body looked like he had been beaten to vent his anger. Looking at his wound, Kong Qu could almost imagine the resentment and disgust of the person who did it when he was beaten.

"Follow in?" Zhiqing asked with her mouth.

"Wait—" Kong Qu held up his palm to stop Zhiqing who wanted to follow Yan Chu into the house, and took out a small jade pendant from behind.A lifelike small fish is carved on the pendant, and the lower half of the jade is carved into a whole piece of calm water surface. The tail of the small fish sinks into the water, which means that it is like a fish entering the water.

The fish move with the water like water, hide in the water, and with Fang Yanchu's sage power attached, it is difficult for even Shang Fuliang to find them now.

"Here, Brother Fang gave it to me. Take him with you, and Shang Fuliang won't be able to find it."

After holding the jade pendant, Zhiqing realized that although the pendant was small, the jade material was warm and cool, and the water surface was covered with emerald green, as if there was really a puddle of water rippling in it.Apart from the exquisite carving, this piece of jade is also a rare good material in the world.He couldn't help sighing: "This jade pendant is made of good material."

"Of course." Kong Qu replied a little proudly, "This is the stone where the spirit of the East China Sea has been sheltered. The aura of heaven and earth gathers together, and the material with abundant aura is naturally good."

Putting on the jade pendant, Kong Qu and Zhi Qing followed Yan Chu into the room, and they suddenly realized their mistake as soon as they entered the room.You shouldn't follow in hastily, at least you should sneak a peek at the door to see what's going on inside.

The room was very dark, the windows were tightly closed, and the curtains were tightly drawn.The tables, chairs, and benches in the room fell in a mess, and a stool even knocked over the censer, and the ashes in the stove scattered all over the carpet.

There were whip marks on the furniture in the room, and there were marks left by the whip on the wall. Two white cloths were randomly thrown on the ground, and the white cloths were stained with blood.The whole house seemed to be swept by a gust of wind, and it was so chaotic that there was not even a place to step down.

As soon as Yan Chu entered the room, he lowered his head firmly, picked up the smashed teacup from his feet, and put the pieces of porcelain into his hands one by one.

"No need to take it away." A voice suddenly came from a corner of the room, and Yan Chu responded to the reputation, and there was still a good corner in the corner, half a table, a chair, a cup of tea, and a corner of the carpet.Shang Fuliang swept the lid of the teacup gently over the surface of the tea, and brushed aside the foam, "Call other Taoist boys to collect it later."

"Yan Ming is injured."

"Yes, I saw it." Shang Fuliang hummed casually, "Tell him to recuperate well, don't come back tomorrow, come back in three days."

Yan Chu showed no expression, just shook his head, put the broken porcelain away, and cleared a path for himself, walked in front of Shang Fuliang in three or two steps, and knelt down on one knee: "I'll come in three days."

"Are you coming?" Shang Fuliang looked at him condescendingly, and lifted his chin with his toes, "Can you bear it?"

He was noncommittal, just said: "Yan Ming can bear it."

Shang Fuliang smiled when he heard the words, his eyes were full of mockery: "Your brother is not the same as you, he has some mana anyway, he can survive with a few more whips, but you can't."

"As long as you don't tell me, Master Hunqing won't know." Yan Chu leaned down and pressed his head deeply on the ground, "Please, Yan Chu is still young, he can't stand a whip for three days. "

Kong Qu and Zhiqing looked at each other at the same time, and what came out of their minds was a single person - Hun Qing.It turned out that they thought Yan Ming was injured by Shang Fuliang, but obviously Shang Fuliang was not so perverted.The perverted one is Hun Qing, the person who was killed by Ji Qianshan and somehow survived.

"Zhiqing, you have to calm down." Kong Qu secretly reminded Zhiqing, he knew how much Zhiqing was obsessed with the eternal lamp, but this time they came out to take Fang Yanchu's order.You can only take the mirror of the world, and nothing else will be moved.

Zhiqing gritted her teeth: "I know."

Before the words fell, Shang Fuliang continued: "You are twins." His intention was to remind Yan Chu that he was no better than his younger brother, maybe he was much worse, so there was no need Protect him like this.

Yan Chu didn't say anything, straightened up and kowtowed deeply again: "Please."