After the Master's reinstatement

It turns out that seeing no evil is bad for the eyes.

It was really a very ordinary small courtyard, and it didn't have thousands of Tibetan soldiers as imagined, but the impact it brought to Yu Yan was not weaker than seeing a ghost in blue sky and white day.

Anyone who sees a person who has been "dead" for many years sitting here will look like this.

The man who was talking to Fang Fengfeng was sitting in a wheelchair, with gray hair all over his head, and the same color robe reaching to the ground.

Astonishingly, it was more than 20 years ago, because of hunting down the former leader of the Nine Demon Heavenly Monk who disappeared, Broken Star Guest couldn't care.

This man was also a powerful figure back then. He was originally the youngest son of the Fang family in the capital, and he was the uncle of the Fang family's brother and sister in terms of seniority. He was accepted as a closed disciple by Wu Zun Gu Futu when he was only seven years old. All over the world, at the age of 20, he overwhelmed the heroes with his self-created Broken Star Sword, and was the hottest genius at that time.

Yu Yan was lucky enough to watch the battle back then, and his adoptive father, who had a very high vision and never praised anyone else, praised him for the first time: "This son is talented, and his understanding of martial arts is a hundred times better than yours. If he has one day, how can you have a bright future?" .”

Yu Yan often hears this kind of words, and his face is not red and his heart is not ashamed. Anyway, in Yu Beilin's mind, just picking a melon at random is a hundred times better than him. He also Chen Ken suggested to the other party that it is better to take in a few more adopted daughters anyway. For the purpose of getting married.

Anyway, a son-in-law can also be called a son-in-law.

It's a pity that something happened before the plan was implemented.

In less than half a year as the leader of the alliance, he was ambushed and disappeared in a hunt for a murderer. He hadn't heard from him for many years. Everyone in the world thought he was dead, and the Wulin League even set up a longevity tablet for him——

Since he was safe and sound, why didn't he return to Jinling or the capital?What are you doing in Sichuan?

Shang Yingqiu...he always thought that his godson's Futu magical skills were inherited from Wu Zun Gu Futu.

Didn't realize there was another possibility.

Regardless of what to do in Shu, the Wulin League will never be so short of talents, and you want to let an old man with a disabled leg deal with him?

Suspicions abounded in Yu Yan's heart, and he was really curious, so he untied the soul chasing nail and fell into the courtyard with a child's body.

Just as he was looking for a suitable hiding place, a voice that was familiar but shouldn't be here came from the back room.

"Sir, it's time for dinner."

As the door opened, a person walked out from the inner room.

For a moment, Yu Yan thought he was still in the illusion created by Mengxie.

In his vain heavy breathing, Shang Yingqiu walked into the courtyard with a fluffy blanket in his hands, left a line of light marks on the white snow, and came in front of Gu Wu.

"Okay, it's rare to come here once, don't be too busy, I have already said, no matter how thick the cover is, I don't feel it on my legs, it's to protect your eyes from the cold, right?"

He didn't care to look down at his apprentice, with slight smile lines at the corners of his eyes, he should be a joking personality.

"Okay, it's almost done, or have you been serving your godfather for a long time, do you really think of yourself as your mother?"

While he was talking and laughing, Shang Yingqiu had already tidied up the blanket unmoved and covered the person tightly.

Probably because he was afraid that the blanket would not be thick enough, he half-knelt down on his knees, checked the temperature of his palms, and then got up to set up tables, chairs, benches, wine stoves and cups.

After a while, the aroma of wine scattered.

Suddenly, Yu Yan woke up suddenly, and the breathing that had been stagnant for a long time began to work again.

He looked away, but his mind was still blank, unable to tell what was happening around him.

He thought it had been a long time, but in fact it was only a few moments, so short that the snowflakes falling on his cheeks had no time to melt.

It is understandable that there are many people in the martial arts who do not want to reveal who they have studied under, so even though Yu Yan wanted to know terribly, he never took the initiative to ask.

He always thought that the future would be long, and that his godson would tell the truth sooner or later.

Why hide it from him?Shang Yingqiu's master is also his own...

Well, my peers, I don't care about being a famous teacher, and I'm not a shady character, so what are you doing hiding?

Oh, could it be that he had promised in front of him before that he could only have one master, so he was embarrassed to bring it in front of him?

Or was he afraid that he would be prejudiced against Gu Wu, and would not want to meet two tigers head-to-head?

While the thoughts were tumbling, the three people in the pavilion took their seats.

While the wine was not boiling, Fang Fengfeng talked about the current situation in Jinling. Although she was thousands of miles away, she had very detailed information and knew all parties' movements like the palm of her hand.

"Six days ago, the South China Sea Sword Sect received a "death note" from the Blood Nether Palace. Although Mr. Nan immediately blocked the news, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. The sect is now in a state of disarray, and everyone has their own thoughts—"

Fang Fengfeng took the teacup and moistened her throat: "Leader, uncle, I'm afraid you don't know that Dugu, the shit-stirring stick, had a private meeting with the disciples of the Hainan Sword Sect in Xiting, inciting him to kill the head master Nan and lead his disciples to rebel against him." Leaving the school to join him, in my opinion, he might be a spy buried in the Wulin League by the Blood Underworld."

After all, Fang Fengfeng is young, and she speaks faster and faster, especially when she sees that the master and apprentice are not in a hurry to wash the cup of warm wine, she feels even more anxious in her heart.

He didn't care about hearing the words and laughed: "Silly boy, even if the Netherworld Mansion is looking for a spy, it will never find him. Dugu was like this when he was young. He didn't succeed enough, but it was difficult to fail. He has devoted his whole life to the Wulin League. I will never just let the Yuxi Group go there and give it up to others."

Fang Fengfeng: "But..."

Without hesitation, he said again: "He is against you, obstructing you in every possible way from investigating the Nether Palace, and even set up a trap to imprison Ying Qiu, just because he is afraid of involving the major families... If you want him to collude with the Nether Palace, even giving him a hundred cats would not be courageous." dare."

Where is Blood Hades?

These three words are known to everyone in the Jianghu, but no one dares to talk about them. They are existences that are discolored by both black and white.

This organization acts in a very secretive way. Since its appearance 30 years ago, countless families have been wiped out, and killings are all based on preference, regardless of good or evil, black and white, and have no rules to follow. It is said that every sect that receives the "death letter" from the underworld envoy cannot escape the death of their families. end.

According to the style of the Blood Hades Palace - before each action, they would generously send a messenger to send a "death note".

The Chongshan Sword Sect, the former master of the Sword Alliance, the Thousand Buddha Caves with "Thousand Volumes of Poems and Books", the Eighteen Villages "Full of Evil", Dingfeng Tower "Floating Clouds Straight Up", Lengyue Villa... have all received posts.

These once prestigious sects have long been wiped out, and no one is spared.

And the most chilling thing is that so far no one knows the identity, origin and purpose of Nether Palace.

If it is said that Bu Zhou Gong was classified as a "demon sect" because of his tough and unreasonable behavior, compared with that blood palace, it is really nothing.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Netherworld Palace has been the real worry of the Wulin League for so many years.

After years of investigation, countless heroes have died because of this, do you want to get rid of it?

It's like dreaming, but the big trouble is connected to the heart, if it moves the whole body, it can be fatal, especially for the old-school families like Dugu who have witnessed the tragedy of the year, who is not gnashing their teeth and feeling lingering fear?

As long as the fire doesn't burn you, everyone has the right to hide their ears and steal their bells, and the momentary stability is also a good time. If someone wants to stand up and resist, how can they not be hated?

"Yeah, if Yu Yan hadn't meddled in his own business and took the leader away, maybe we would have been able to lure them out that time...Okay, okay, I don't say anything." Fang Fengfeng asked again: "Uncle, what about tomorrow?" It’s too late, so we can leave, right? It’s snowing heavily now, and I’m afraid that the mountain will be closed, and the road to the south will be difficult to walk, and you will have something wrong with your leg.”

Tomorrow night?that is not--

Yu Yan's fingers trembled suddenly, and in the sound of falling snow, he couldn't help but say: "You will also say that it is only possible. Plans are dead, but people are alive. There is no foolproof thing in the world. Anyway, the Gutong people We will come sooner or later, and this trip is not fruitless, Ying Qiu, are you sure that Buzhou Palace and Netherworld Palace have nothing to do with each other?"

"Ah."

It's the voice of his godson.

"That's good, Ying Qiu, although your godfather said it wasn't the right time to intervene, but it was out of concern for you after all, before you leave, tell him well, so that everyone can get together and leave well, so as to save face for each other. "

"I have it in my mind."

After Shang Yingqiu returned, he didn't say another word until he left.

The snow fell quietly, Yu Yan's back was stuck behind the water tank, the blood all over his body was cold and rolling, rolling away and cooling, and finally it was as cold as the snow on the ground.

The young man didn't stay for long, and he rushed back after finishing his meal.

He followed up and followed the young man through a large area of ​​pitch-black mountains, where the snow was falling, climbing clouds and chasing the moon for dozens of miles.

In the end, his gaze followed the young man to fly up from a low cliff.

There was a very hidden path there, Shang Yingqiu carefully threw away his cloak, swept the snow off his body, and walked out of his sight.

It turned out that back then, Gu Wu was killed while being ordered to investigate the Nether Mansion, but now that he has returned, he is determined to continue the investigation.

Although he is physically disabled, his life should not die, and he has a good apprentice.

That's why Shang Yingqiu was ordered by his teacher to be the leader of the alliance, and he would still treat his disciples preferentially and respect him even after the palace was broken...

All kinds of things he did were because he didn't care about the suspicion that the palace of Zhou and the Nether Palace had something to do with each other.

Fragments and snow densely intertwined and flew, Yu Yan stood stiffly for a long time until his eyes were blank.

Must be snowblind.

Both eyes are swollen, everything is blurry, looking at the snow for a long time is in danger of temporary blindness——

But is it the same at night?Probably not, it's weird, but it doesn't matter.

He had always hated snow anyway.

Especially when I was young, on such a day, children of the same age would be called home early by their parents——

He is the young master, of course he can't lower himself to play with his peers on weekdays, but he can watch, secretly watch them fight, catch insects, fish, climb trees, and roll around in the mud, but when winter comes... , all these fun things are gone.

The heavy snow will cover the world layer by layer, and completely return the excitement that did not belong to you to its original owner.

It's very cold, obviously after practicing to the sixth floor, it's hard to experience the feeling of cold.

The front is hazy, with only a few outlines flashing alone in the moonlight.

But he couldn't see clearly.

Yu Yan originally thought that he had influenced the lives of young people, so no matter whether he hated or loved him, he should be different.

In fact, if they hadn't taken the initiative to go there, they might have no entanglements.

This fate turned out to be just my own superfluous.

Fortunately, he was so stupid that he reserved an extra place in his future life plan. Fortunately, he also understood that it would be unsafe to promise the future to someone who has no blood relationship with him, so he never told anyone about his plan. Not even for Shang Yingqiu——

Fortunately not, fortunately.

The night was coming from all directions, and the mountains were eerily quiet.

Yu Yan slowly turned his wrist, and wiped off the wet snow on his face with his backhand.

As for my own future, as long as I have myself, it is enough.

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