Shangyuan Tour

The famous Tibetan Sword Villa holds a martial arts conference every year, providing opportunities for young talents from all schools and schools to show their talents and show their brilliance.The owner's surname is Mu and his name is Da. He is a well-known swordsman in the world. This person is a master, and his actions are upright and just. Therefore, the martial arts conference has a high degree of prestige, and the number of participants increases every year.

Beside the official road, dozens of miles away from the villa, there is a tea shop, unknown and not well-known. The owner Xie Yunzhang climbed up the eaves and hung a big tea cover, which can be regarded as a teahouse for the heroes from all walks of life participating in the martial arts conference from south to north. Reminder: Take a rest, drink a cup of tea, and stay overnight.

However, if any faceless tea drinker came in and yelled for someone to serve him, he would be greatly disappointed.The old tea drinkers must have pointed to the corpse in the sun outside and said that it would be better to do it yourself than to count on him!The faceless tea drinker is annoyed: spend money to drink tea without a buddy who refills water?

Actually, the two boys rushed to the door, yawning head-to-head and yawning, and shouted out of breath: "The waiter!" The two stunned boys jumped three feet high in fright, ran around with a big teapot in panic, full of tears. The rude men in the room immediately burst out laughing.

Glancing at the sunbathing outside again, he snored lightly as if he had never heard of it, ha, he still slept soundly and contentedly.

Xie Yunzhang can wake up for a while every evening, take off the bamboo hat covering his face, still nestle on the bamboo chair with his feet up, drinking tea with his left hand and making refreshments with the right hand, watching the bamboo forest in the distance gilded with gold by the setting sun, which is very pleasant.When I'm in a good mood, I hum a few little songs and sing: "My good friend is on the [-]th of this year, and it's just waiting to be broken..."

The tea guest joked: "Thank you boss, is it broken?"

Xie Yunzhangle: "Naturally, it will be broken to the end~"

The tea guests didn't believe it, and laughed at him: "How come last year's [-]th, this year's [-]th? Could it be that your date is a goblin?"

Xie Yunzhang pursed his lips and didn't bother to pay attention to these rammed goods.

When I close my eyes, there really is a good friend: the appearance of a black-faced young man, with thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and dimples at the corners of his mouth when he smiles.

Ten years ago, Jing Shixi, a young hero of the Xianzong sect, accompanied his master to the Cangjian Villa for the first time to participate in the martial arts conference. Xie Yunzhang fell in love with him when he passed by a tea shop for a rest. In the tent, Jing Shaoxia, who had just started the affair, couldn't help him teasing him two or three times, and the two rolled around to settle the matter.

After that, Jing Shixi would pass by every year, first following the master, then following the senior brothers, and then leading the juniors.This Shaoxia Jing is talented and intelligent, he is quite suitable for martial arts, but he has practiced superb martial arts in ten years, and he stands out among his brothers.He doesn't talk much on weekdays, but he is a little excited to attend the martial arts conference every year. Others only say that he is eager to get ahead, but they never thought that he was going on a secret date: Xie Yunzhang.

The martial arts conference is held once a year, and the two of them meet every year like Cowherd and Weaver Girl.At the beginning, Jing Shixi was still ignorant. He only knew that he would sleep like a dead pig in his arms after working hard. Gradually, he didn’t know where he learned the skills. There were more and more tricks. Two confidant words.

Because Xie Yunzhang knew that he was an orphan, he was adopted by his master since he was a child to teach him all the skills, and he was recreated with kindness; he knew which brother and brother he had the best relationship with in the Xianzong sect, and which one he disliked him the least, so he made troubles for the master everywhere. I hate him; I also know that he likes to eat fish, but he doesn't like to go into the water, he is good at using knives, and his archery skills are also first-rate.

As for Xie Yunzhang's situation, Jing Shixi has always been vague and inaccurate. Tea guests often joke that Boss Xie is thin and tall, and wearing a bamboo hat is more like a cousin of the Zhu family: bamboo pole!He also said that his face is full of fine lines, maybe he is in his forties, so why bother to cover his face!

Jing Shixi doesn't think so, he can't let go when meeting during the day, and dare not aim at willlessly; at night, he can appreciate and caress carefully under the light, thanking the boss for his white face and narrow eyes, wide shoulders and narrow waist, fine and well-proportioned texture, and two long legs coiled around The waist is even more like a python, which makes people very angry.

Then he jokingly asked: "Yunzhang, how can someone like you be willing to stay in a tea shop in the wilderness? Don't be a hidden expert pretending to be!"

Xie Yunzhang hummed, and Bai Shengsheng handed his wrist in front of him, Jing Shixi buckled it, but felt weak, and knew that he had no internal energy at all, he was not from Jianghu.

Wei Wei regrets that he has passed the age of learning martial arts, otherwise he will be taught some skills, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing in the world for the two to walk the rivers and lakes together and help justice.

In the blink of an eye, it's this year's martial arts conference again.

The sun hangs warmly every day, and Xie Boss is sweating profusely, unwilling to move a bit.

Old people often say that people who are naturally lazy are the most happy. Xie Yunzhang thought to himself, I am afraid that I am lazy from the skull to the toe bones. What about a dumbass?

Thinking that he was stunned, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he couldn't stop humming: "My good friend is this year's [-]th..."

Jing Shixi happens to be six out of twenty this year.

Early in the morning, Xie Yunzhang felt that his lover was coming, so he asked the waiter: "Are the fish in the East Pond fat?"

The man sucked his nose and said: "It's fat, it was caught and raised for several days, Ah Huang remembers to hang around every day."

Ah Huang is a cat raised by Old Wang at the noodle stall next door.

Xie Yunzhang lay down at the door again with the bamboo hat in his hand, unable to sleep, his bright eyes aiming randomly through the gaps in the bamboo strips, his heart couldn't stop beating wildly.

He thought, I'm afraid I'm really old?Why is it that I miss you so much, can't let go of it so much, and have such a woman's heart fluttering like a spring.

I saw the sun in one breath, and usually when Boss Xie woke up, he was sleepy this day because he hadn’t slept all the time. He stared in a daze as if he was sleeping, when he heard the staff’s high-pitched voice: “Everyone from the Fairy Trail Sect Drive to-"

Xie Yunzhang turned over and got up with a grunt, his face still bears the trace of a residual dream, the dream must be sweet, otherwise how could he smile so happily?

It's just that the word "everyone" is biased, there are only two people in front of them, a man and a woman, a precious tree facing the wind, and a Lingbo fairy.

Xie Yunzhang was slightly stunned, then remembered that Jing Shixi also had a junior sister who was as exquisite as jade, she seemed to be his master's adopted daughter, she was about young in the first two years, so I didn't really mention this kid.

Giving up your seat and serving tea is an old acquaintance, thanks to the boss for the free hospitality.

The younger sister smiled and said, "I always heard from my seniors that the owner of a teahouse is a nice person and takes special care of the Xianzong sect, so it turned out to be true."

Boss Xie had a chat, brought some tea over, and sat down to peel peanuts, chatting with the two of them: "What's new?"

Jing Shixi didn't dare to look at him since he entered the door, he lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in his hand, his face was calm.

Boss Xie's heart was as cold as pouring water, and he secretly said: Rao, the sons and daughters of the world don't care about trifles, and there are few lonely men and widows like the two of them walking together all the way. It's probably half a month's journey for Xianzong to send to Hidden Sword Villa After tossing back and forth, the master of the Xianzong sect is so worried about the reputation of the adopted daughter?I'm afraid people already care about it.

He asked absent-mindedly, and a tea guest came over to answer the question: "Why not? The eldest brother of the Mu family died of a sudden illness. This year's martial arts conference, the second Mu, will host it."

Has such a big event happened in the hidden sword villa?Xie Yunzhang was dumbfounded, and turned to look at Jing Shixi, Jing Daxia also showed a solemn expression, and nodded.

This happened on the way of all the martial arts heroes to the Tibetan Sword Villa. Many people had the mentality to find out the cause of the old village owner's death. After all, the world is dangerous and people are unpredictable. It makes people sigh!

The big guys sighed a few times with different opinions, and they couldn't say why.

The talkative tea guest changed the subject, and said again: "There is another happy event for your sect to congratulate. Hero Jing and his junior sister are born as a married couple, and the qin and harp sing harmoniously, which makes people very envious!"

As soon as he said that, other righteous people at the table also came to congratulate him. It turned out that there was news from the Fairy Zong Sect earlier that Jingshixi had a good reputation when he traveled all over the world these years, and he was also a man of talent. A good story!

It's just strange, Xie Yunzhang is full of lazy bones, nestling outside the teahouse to bask in the sun all day long, never heard any news, caught off guard when he heard the foaming tea cover in his hand, Jing Shixi saw it clearly, and there was a hidden gleam between his eyebrows Worry.

There was a lot of congratulations ahead, but Xie Yunzhang felt bitter and went to the backyard to catch his breath.

That Ah Huang was still wandering around the fish in the water basin, seeing him raise his eyes pitifully, "meow meow meow" and whine.

Xie Yunzhang thought to himself, is it possible that if you can't eat it, I can?I am more pitiful than you!

One sentence said that cats eat fish, and the other said that I don't know who Xie Yunzhang wants to eat.

At night, the Fairy Zong faction arranged to stay overnight as usual. A row of wing rooms in the backyard were tidied up, and the one on the west side was tidied up. On weekdays, Xie Yunzhang would never allow anyone to step in, so it was still given to Jingshixi; the room next door was tidied up. Shimei.

Half of the moon got into the black clouds, and the sparse and mottled tree shadows swayed all over the ground.

Boss Xie lit a candle and stared at it for a while, wondering where his mind was.

After a pause for a while, everyone fell asleep, and tiptoed to push the door of the West Room again. The man on the bed still had thick eyebrows, but the lines of his face were as firm as a knife, and his strong chest rose and fell slightly.

He couldn't see clearly in the shadows, so Xie Yunzhang wanted to reach out to touch his face, but when he reached out, he was caught and dragged into the bed.

While impatiently kissing him, Jing Shixi whispered guiltily: "Yunzhang, Yunzhang, you have to forgive me."

Xie Yunzhang's skirt was torn open by him, and most of his trousers were taken off. He had been soaked in the sun all his life, and his skin and flesh were warm and bright.

Not long after, he was rubbed so that his soul flew away for nine days, hugged his face and kissed him fiercely and said: "Shi Xi, I forgive you."

She complained again, "I just can't help it, I want to spend one more night with you, and I'm willing to die."

Jing Shixi might as well love him as much as a friend, and treat him more tenderly, and used all the shameful tricks that were rarely seen in the past, kicking roughly, and blushing.

After fighting several times, Xie Yunzhang was turned around and lay on the head of the bed, with the corner of the quilt in his mouth, his head buried in the pillow, and his buttocks stuck up high for him to mess with.

Since we can't see each other's faces, we can pretend that this person hasn't changed, and our relationship remains the same.

The pounding became more violent, the long waist softened and sank, and was scooped up by Jing Daxia, and when it was tightened, there was another big movement.

They have a tacit understanding and joy than ever before, Xie Yunzhang's heart is bleeding, how can people let go of this...

They rested in the middle of the night, hugged and talked.

Xie Yunzhang thought that it was not a waste to spend most of the time in bed with this person.

He said: "You don't have to feel guilty, others only say that you are greedy for master to favor your younger sister, but I know that you want to repay your kindness."

Jing Shixi looked strange when he heard the words, stroked his back and said softly: "Yunzhang, why sometimes I think you are confused, but you are so clear, sometimes I think you are unfeeling, but you..."

so what?

Xie Yunzhang thought to himself, I can't get up and cry like a woman to get a name, isn't that too funny.

It's really too funny, Xie Yingruo, the master of the dark domain who was famous in the world ten years ago, has disheveled hair and weeps like a woman. The souls who died under his hands would probably be so angry that they would come out of the grave and vomit blood.

After all, he was young and frivolous and made a mistake. His martial arts were revoked by his superiors, he was beaten half disabled, and thrown into the surging river.He thought he was dead, but when he went down the river, he was rescued by a kind-hearted black-faced boy, who tied up his wound and left him enough rations for a few days before he left.

At that time, Xie Ying was born in a shady background, wearing a black veil on his head, and the young man didn't pay attention to him; later on, he was lying on the side of the road wearing a bamboo hat to cover his face every day, and Jing Shixi always came over and smiled and opened it, never thinking about it However, I didn't feel familiar, so I was stunned at home.