Big Sister Bingshan was warmed by me

Zhou Yang put it down, and then he said with a little shame: "I thought these eight? What is the meaning of the word? The meaning, it turned out to be because I didn't read too much. Zhuzhu, you are really good. The theories of various schools? You can come at your fingertips, what a talented woman?"

At this time, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart, looking at Zhao Zhuzhu with his bright eyes, his eyes were full of sincere gratitude and smiles.

Zhao Zhuzhu's eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes drooped down to cover up the shame in her eyes. She said softly, "It's Zhuzhu's honor to be able to help Brother Yang."

Zhou Yang thought about it? After thinking about it, he took out the three scriptures from his arms, handed them to Zhao Zhuzhu, and said, "Zhuzhu, the life in this cave is boring and depressing. You are restrained and easily suffocated. These three books, you You shouldn’t have seen it, so it’s better to use it to relieve boredom.”

He was lucky enough to gather together this supreme treasure of Taoism, which is the best in the world. Even if it has no traces, it is hard to find.

Zhao Zhuzhu held on to the three books tightly, her eyes lit up immediately, she really likes to read a lot.

She raised her eyes, just in time to meet Zhou Yang's smiling eyes, which made the girl's heart beat faster for a moment, giving birth to an unprecedented feeling.

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Her voice was soft and soft, and her delicate body was holding three scriptures. She was dressed in a light-white and green waist-length underskirt that flowed elegantly. It's a flower fairy from the kingdom of elves.

"Thank you? It's my turn to thank you for helping? I'm very helpful." Zhou Yang rubbed her hair again, and said with a smile, "If you don't dislike me, consider me your elder brother, right?"

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Zhao Zhuzhu's ear and said in a low voice, "It's good that you know in your heart that I am Sister Yang."

The mystery of the scriptures that bothered him was solved, he was in a good mood, and his desire to practice martial arts became more and more urgent. He immediately turned around and went to the dark cave to re-enter the state of concentration.

It wasn't until Zhou Yang turned around and disappeared that Zhao Zhuzhu raised a pair of almond eyes to look at the direction in which he was leaving. Unspeakable emotions appeared in his eyes, and he stood on the spot for a while.

"Zhuzhu, why are you here, go and play chess with me."

At this time, Tang Yan looked for her and came over, reaching out to pull Zhao Zhuzhu's sleeve.

Did Zhao Zhuzhu hide? He didn't dodge for a while, so he could only say, "Sister Tang, I want to read a book."

"Reading, what book are you reading?" Tang Yan stared curiously at the three? "Buddhist scriptures, let me tell you? Zhuzhu, you must never read these Buddhist scriptures, in case you see through the world of mortals, your parents and relatives? Don't you feel heartbroken?"

Only then did she realize that Zhao Zhuzhu was in a daze, her mood seemed a little depressed, and she immediately called out, "Zhuzhu, did Yang Ziyi bully you?"

"No, Sister Tang, don't wrong Brother Yang." Zhao Zhuzhu hurriedly explained, for fear that Tang Yan would trouble Zhou Yang again.

Tang Yan rolled his eyes, grabbed her sleeve, dragged it to the front hole, and said as he walked:

"Come on, you go play chess with me, shall we? Let Liu Zhenzhen get angry, haha."

The woman laughed heartily as she spoke, as if she had discovered an extremely interesting anecdote.

Although Liu Zhenzhen is the eldest lady of the Huashan School, her kung fu is like an idiot. She is held by her brothers and sisters all day long, and she only knows how to embroider her legs without knowing it.

Facing such a three-legged cat, Tang Yan really couldn't use force to suppress him, so he had to find a way to fight against the domineering of this young lady.

Pulled by others, Zhao Zhuzhu was quite helpless.

Tang Yan has a clear distinction between likes and dislikes. For those who approve, he is sincerely nice to those who do not approve, and he is full of hostility for those who do not approve.

Zhao Zhuzhu began to sympathize with Liu Zhenzhen.

……

Ten days later, Qiu Xiaotian returned.

The old man approached the hole as soon as he came, and stared at Zhou Yang, from head to toe, from foot to head.

Immediately he let out a long sigh, his voice was unspeakable? Sad: "Boy, come here, I have something to say to you?" His voice was not as harsh as before, it seemed to be deliberately suppressed.

"Senior, junior can hear you?" Zhou Yang didn't want to get close.

Qiu Xiaotian was a little annoyed, and said: "You? You have no guts? Boy, can I still eat it? Can't you?"

The old man sighed, and said in a faint voice, "I already know everything. It turns out that Wudang has fallen to this point. It's my fault."

Zhou Yang didn't know why, so he didn't speak.

Just listen to the old man continue to say: "My surname is Qiu Mingxiaotian. I am originally the younger disciple of Chu Canghai who was the head teacher of Wudang, and the younger brother of Zhuge Yunfei..."

The old man actually started to talk about his past, Zhou Yang was surprised and listened attentively.

An hour later, Qiu Xiaotian finished talking about his own experience, and Zhou Yang also knew some old things about the Wudang School.

Qiu Xiaotian was born in a "declining" family of warriors, Choujiabao. When he was nine years old, he was unfortunately killed by a feud in Jianghu, and his family was wiped out. He was the only one left to escape and was rescued by a passing Chu Canghai.

Chu Canghai saw that his bones were extraordinary, so he brought him back to Wudang Mountain and accepted him as a young disciple. Qiu Xiaotian grew up with Chu Canghai's daughter, Chu Youqing, and the two fell in love with each other. Chu Canghai decided to make a marriage, and after marriage, he will be very affectionate.

Qiu Xiaotian is also quite competitive. At the age of 30, he has practiced Wudang Taiji swordsmanship to the great perfection. Chu Canghai cherishes his talent and once wanted to establish him as the next master, but Qiu Xiaotian suddenly learned of the traces of the Qiu family. Regardless of his lover's advice and master's obstruction, he resolutely embarked on the road of seeking revenge and did not return for three years.

And shortly after he left, Chu Youqing found out that she was pregnant and gave birth to a son.

Chu Canghai and Zhuge Yunfei went out to search and found that Qiu Xiaotian was imprisoned by Shaolin because of his heavy murder. The two fought against Shaolin. Chu Canghai was seriously injured and retreated. After they returned to Wudang, they lied about their enemies Xiaotian is dead, and he made a tomb for it.Who knew that Chu Youqing's love was deeply rooted, and he died of illness because of excessive longing.

Chu Canghai was seriously injured, and because of his daughter's death, he passed away with grief, his junior sister died of illness, and his mentor died. Zhuge Yunfei hated Qiu Xiaotian very much, so he asked his son to follow his mother's surname and named him Chu Yeyu At the same time, all traces of Qiu Xiaotian were erased in the Wudang faction.

"Is this old man the master's father, the elder sister's grandfather?" Zhou Yang was stunned.

There are such irresponsible "men" in the world?

Zhou Yang couldn't help asking quietly:

"Revenge is more important than protecting your wife and children?"

"For revenge, he caused his wife to die of illness, and his son, son, father, and mother. How stupid would he do that?"

"Although you have avenged your parents, you have no affection for your wife and children, and you have even implicated your mentor, a white-haired person? Sending a black-haired person? Between gains and losses, you will think about it in the future. Are you satisfied?"

When Qiu Xiaotian heard the words, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and these three questions could be said to poke his heart.

"To shut up!!!"

"The enmity between parents is unfair. As a human being, how can I not repay it? I was thinking about revenge at the time, and I could return to Wudang after I had revenge. I never thought about abandoning my wife and children? Regardless, if it weren't for Shaolin Bald Donkey, Shaolin, It’s all Shaolin’s fault, I’m going to destroy it? Shaolin!”

As Qiu Xiaotian spoke, he began to scratch his withered hair. Pain and anger engulfed his body and mind, causing him to lose control and go crazy.

Zhou Yang didn't feel sympathetic to him at all, he started to meditate on the spot, and even ignored him.

Qiu Xiaotian panicked all of a sudden?

"Boy, boy, tell me quickly, Xiao Ning'er? Where is it? I'm going to see her. I'm her real grandfather, and she's my real granddaughter."

"Boy, is she Youqing's? Granddaughter, she and Youqing look too much alike? They are almost carved out of a mold. You have to let me meet her."

Zhou Yang ignored it.

Qiu Xiaotian was angry and impatient, chattering incoherently, begging for a while, furious for a while, smashing the wall and roaring, and crying for a while.

Unbearable to be bothered, Zhou Yang asked directly:

"Old man, if what you say is true, I'll ask, do you deserve it?"

This sentence, like a sharp arrow, hit Qiu Xiaotian's vitals at once, and hit him completely.

The old man's face was ashen, he slipped and fell to the ground, and he couldn't say a word

Zhou Yang consciously solved a big problem for his senior sister, relieved his worries, and began to practice the Haoran Sutra of the Absolute Beginning wholeheartedly.

……

Da? Zhongxiang Fu eight years, the third day of September.

The sky is clear and the sky is blue.

At three quarters in the afternoon, Bashan School, outside the mountain gate.

Onlookers? Martial arts people? Personnel crowded? The left and right sides of the mountain gate stretched their necks and looked down the mountain.

"Come? Come?! The person from the Martial Arts Academy is here!!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and everyone looked down the mountain together.

Outside the mountain gate, the bluestone steps meander down like a zigzagging dragon. At the tail of the dragon, there are seven shadows of people climbing up the steps.

"Look, seven? People? Who do you think will win between them? And the Bashan faction?"

"This, of course, needs to be compared? Only then will I know."

"I heard? Say? The Bashan School Seven Seven Four? The nineteenth style Huifeng dance willow sword has been famous for a long time. How could this suddenly come out? The Martial Arts Academy is worthy of the enemy?"

"Brother, what do you mean? Do you think the Bashan faction will win?"

"That's right, that's exactly the case, brother, what's your opinion?"

"I can't talk about high opinions, but there is one advantage. I want to talk about it? I have a break with my brother: I am opening a handicap here. Now the odds of winning the Bashan School are doubled, and the odds of winning the Martial Arts Academy are three times. Brother, do you want to try your luck?"

"Is there such a good thing? Then I will buy ten taels of silver and try."

"I'm sorry brother, we? We are all heroes in the world. Ten taels of silver is too much to lose our heroism. Let's start with a hundred taels of silver. Thank you."

"Hmph, what is your surname? The firm? What if you? Run away? Wouldn't it be a loss to me?"

"Brother, my lord, my surname is Wu, and Tian is a shopkeeper of Qibao Trading Company. In Xingshan County, not far from the foot of Bashanpai Mountain, there is our Qibao Trading Company's semicolon. Children and old people are not deceived. Brother, please take a look, this is our firm's "Taiwan Jian."

"Since that's the case, I'll buy 100 taels, and the Chin Ba Shan Pie will win."

"Okay, brother, we? The betting is divided according to the number of games. Your 100 taels can only buy the Bashan faction to win the first game. Please let me know."

"All right, all right, give me the betting ticket. I expect you? Don't dare to take it for yourself."

……

Similar conversations happen from time to time among the onlookers.

What's more, the reporter even organized a pair of men and horses and raised the banner of watching the battle.

Four big, burly men with swords hanging from their waists, holding a bright red banner, wrote: "Bawu University Battle Martial Arts Palace Watching Team", surrounded by a group of stick boys, shouting in their mouths: "Martial arts! Academy, Martial Arts Academy..."

Upon hearing the sound, the disciples of the Bashan School hurried back to the main hall to report.

"Report! Report to the head, the people from the Martial Arts Academy are here, they..."

Elder Gu Han said angrily: "You don't want to talk about something that doesn't work?"

"Report to the head, report to the elders, people from the Martial Arts Academy have organized a spectator group, how many people are there, cheer for them..."

"Boom!" Elder Gu Han slapped the table violently, his beard flaring: "The Martial Arts Academy is so daring, bullying others? It's too much!"

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Bashan School suddenly became solemn.

……

Seven people? Shadows are stepping on the bluestone steps, step by step towards the mountain gate.

The seven people were calm and calm, and their steps were steady and vigorous, as if they were strolling in a garden, full of confidence.

Beside them, various martial arts fighters and fighters in different clothes continued to pass through. These people walked hurriedly, ran up, and when they walked around the seven people, they all passed by with their fists clasped.

The seven people also cupped their fists in return, strolling leisurely in the courtyard, stepping up the bluestone steps step by step.

There are many of these gangsters, men and women, old and young. There are nearly a hundred of them. They came to the other side of the Bashan School gate, proudly waved a big black flag, and wrote: "Bawu Da? Fight Bashan Send a watch team."

It turns out that this group of people? Ma is here to support the Bashan faction? Fellow martial arts.

The spectator team from the Martial Arts Academy on the opposite side was furious when they saw it, and immediately shouted loudly:

"Martial arts school! Martial arts school!"

Not to be outdone, the Bashan Watch team immediately shouted in unison:

"Bashan School! Bashan School!"

The two sides actually support each other and are at a stalemate.But what about the Bashan faction spectators? There are more people, the voice is louder, and the momentum is slightly better.

……

Another disciple quickly broke into the main hall of the Bashan School.

"Report! Report to the head of the sect. A group of people and horses appeared outside the mountain gate, holding high the banner. They are supporting us? The Bashan sect..." The disciple saw that the main hall was completely silent, and his voice became lower and lower as he spoke. .

Quietly raised his head to wait and see, only to find that the head and the elders were staring at him eagerly.

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