Jun Youyun

Chapter 5 Misty Flower
"Master!" Su Baiyi pretended to be calm and "waited" with Master for a while before he couldn't help crying, "You said that you stole someone's treasure back then, causing others to search for it for more than ten years, and today they caught you When it’s time, I have to peel off your skin..."

"Demeanor." Mr. Xie emphasized.

Su Baiyi could only put away his bitter face, and said helplessly: "A gentleman doesn't suffer from immediate losses."

"That's a good guy." Mr. Xie corrected.

"Master, where did you steal that treasure back then?" Su Baiyi changed the subject naturally, "Why don't you give it back and apologize to him?"

"The baby is not with me anymore, I gave it to you a long time ago." Mr. Xie suddenly smiled slyly.

Su Baiyi was taken aback for a moment: "Why don't I know?"

"You're good at that kind of martial arts." Mr. Xie said quietly.

"What, you stole that?" Su Baiyi was startled.

Mr. Xie nodded: "And I have already burned it, so you are the only one who remembers that martial art. You are that treasure."

Su Baiyi raised his forehead: "Master, you are really kind to my disciples. It is said that Qing Yilang became like that after practicing for three pages. I practiced for half a book. Wouldn't it be worse in the future? What kind of treasure is this? If I don't want it, I won't be able to do it." ……"

"Xie Xing, you are too anxious." Mr. Xie walked outside the house, "Don't worry, apprentice, we will be fine. I will let them take me away in a while, and the condition is to let you go. After returning to Shanglin Tiangong If I continue to deal with them, they won't get the half of the fragmented book, and they won't dare to kill me. How about you come back and save me when you come back from your studies?"

Su Baiyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became moist: "Master, you are sacrificing yourself for me..."

"When will I..." Mr. Xie frowned slightly.

"You must have said that to make me leave with peace of mind, but when you return to Shanglin Tiangong, you must suffer all kinds of torture, and finally be tortured to death under torture..."

"Can you..." Mr. Xie said helplessly.

"By the way, master, you said that I will save you when I come back from my studies, but where should I go to study? Have you made arrangements?" Su Baiyi put away his tears, sat upright, and said seriously.

"Go to the Academy." Mr. Xie said angrily, "There are Confucian saints sitting in the Academy, and Shanglin Tiangong dare not provoke them."

"School Palace?" Su Baiyi shuddered as he thought of the woman holding the umbrella.

"Apprentice. From today onwards, you will be my disciple walking the rivers and lakes. You can't lose my face. At first glance, you look a bit like I did back then, but you must remember this in the future." Thank you The husband walked to the door and looked at the words "Daxiao Shushu" above it.

"Master, please tell me."

"Don't talk too much."

Mr. Xie walked into the courtyard, looked up at the apricot tree in full bloom, and suddenly said with a smile, "Bai Yi, guess which poem I'm thinking of now."

"If we leave this trip, it will be a long time away. It should be 'Apricot blossoms contain dew and fragrant snow, and there are many farewells on the green poplar mosque'." Su Baiyi followed, and after a little thought, he replied seriously.

Mr. Xie shook his head: "No."

"what is that?"

"Of course it's 'The garden is full of spring, and a red apricot comes out of the wall'."

"what?"

Mr. Xie closed his eyes, smelled the aroma of the apricot blossoms, and said intoxicatedly: "You are going to the rivers and lakes soon. The rivers and lakes are full of spring scenery, and there must be that branch of red apricot in the spring scenery. Especially the school you are going to Palace, that's in Qiantang City!"

"How about Qiantang City?" Su Baiyi asked curiously.

Mr. Xie took a deep breath: "The girl from Qiantang City is very beautiful."

Su Baiyi smiled: "Sir, there is a story, by the way, the girl I just mentioned, she seems to be..."

"Yes, there is a long story." Mr. Xie gently swiped his long sleeves to sweep away the fallen flowers and dust on the ground. Su Baiyi stopped and looked at the ground, and there was actually a jar of wine buried there.

"This jar of wine was buried when I first came here, and I will give it to you today as a farewell gift." Mr. Xie bent down and pulled out the jar of apricot blossom Fen wine from the soil, put it to his mouth and smelled it gently Liaowen, "To be honest, the days in Xinghua Village are really boring. Fortunately, I have this Xinghua wine, and I am also lucky to have you as a noisy apprentice. But today, I am destined to leave."

"Yes, you have to leave today." A heavy voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Su Baiyi turned around abruptly, only to see a burly monk slamming the crescent shovel on the ground heavily, glaring at them.

"It seems that our news is not wrong." The thin masked man walked to the side of the monk, "Long time no see, thank you..." Only halfway through the words, the masked man stepped back abruptly, only to see a flower Xinghua passed by his mask, leaving a faint trace.

Su Baiyi looked at Mr. Xie, and said in a low voice, "Master, they were the ones I met just now."

Mr. Xie didn't speak. He held the altar of apricot blossom Fenjiu in one hand and twirled an apricot blossom in the other, thinking about something with his head down.

"Thank you, Lord. Since we've come here, you should know that you can't hide any longer." The burly monk gave another heavy blow to the crescent shovel in his hand, knocking down half a tree of apricot blossoms.

"It's still the same. I like to knock on that big shovel when I talk. It's so noisy." Mr. Xie put the jar of wine in his hand on the ground, and turned around, "The chief lord of the Criminal Law Institute, Master Jiekong. And—— Qianjiyuan Deputy seat, Wen Xi."

"The year Master Xie left, I was just an ordinary disciple in the Qianji Academy, and it was only last year that I became the deputy seat. It seems that although Master Xie is reclusive, he is still well informed." Wen Wen Xi stretched out her hand to touch the shallow flower mark on the mask, and said quietly.

"Bai Yi, do you still remember the story I told you about Shanglin Tiangong?" Mr. Xie smiled.

"I can't remember the other stories at once. I just remember that my husband said that there is a landlord in Shanglin Tiangong. He is unparalleled in martial arts and looks amazing. He always wears a golden coat and holds a jade sword. Walking in the rivers and lakes attracted most of the girls in the rivers and lakes, and every one of them cried and shouted and wanted to marry him, but he lived among thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching his body. He is a rare man who has been rarely seen in the world since ancient times. .” Su Baiyi replied.

"What building?"

"The Fog and Rain Building."

"What's the owner's name?"

"Thank you for looking at the flowers."

"It's me."

Xie Kanhua lightly waved his hand, and suddenly a long sword flew out of the place where the apricot blossom wine was buried, and landed in his hand.

"It's been a long time."

There was a flash of silver light.

The crescent shovel in Jie Kong's hand suddenly raised, and Wen Xi took off the long umbrella on his back, and the dark green umbrella opened instantly!

But soon, the crescent shovel in Jie Kong's hand fell to the ground again, and the umbrella was closed again, as if nothing had happened, Xie Kanhua put his long sword back into its sheath, and raised his hand lightly.Su Baiyi immediately understood, and kicked up the wine jar on the ground, passed over the heads of Jiekong and the other two, and landed in Xie Kanhua's hands.

The moment the wine jar fell into Xie Kanhua's hands, there was a cracking sound like an eggshell cracking in the yard, and a long scratch appeared on the white mask Wen Xi was wearing, and he slightly As soon as he raised his head, the mask instantly shattered, revealing the pale face under the mask.

Jie Kongchang took a deep breath and suppressed the surge of inner breath in his chest, but the hand holding the crescent shovel trembled violently uncontrollably, he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Looking at flowers in the fog. "

(End of this chapter)