The middle-aged man spoke very kindly: "Two high-ranking people, if you have missed a long distance, you will forgive your sins face to face. Next week, the mansion parent, Zhou Xunya. Isn't he also the city lord of Xiankang, I don't know how the two are called
"Oh, City Lord Zhou is too polite, I'm just an offender, Aniu driving the car, my grandfather surnamed Ji." Niu Zhenlian said.
"Patriarch Zhou, excuse me." Ji Manxiao clasped his fist.
"Oh, what is Mr. Ji's words, please come inside, let's talk in the main hall. A Niu, you're tired from driving along the way, do you want Lao Mu to take you to rest and eat some cakes?"
This week, the Patriarch, the City Lord of Xiankang, is indeed polite.
According to what he said, the two masters and servants of Ji Man Xiao had their own places to go.
Ji Manxiao walked with Fang Xunya in the mansion, and couldn't help but wonder. This mansion was also quiet, not only was there no sound, but no one was seen.
The two finally sat down in the living room.
Without waiting for Ji Manxiao to ask questions, Fang Xunya laughed first, and took the initiative to say: "First, I will solve my doubts, my husband must be wondering why my Zhou Mansion is so quiet, right?"
"Hehe, it's a bit unusually quiet." Ji Manxiao can't say too much, but it's actually too quiet and weird.
"Mr. don't have to cover up your politeness, even I think it's quiet and scary, haha." Fang Xunya is self-aware, "Everyone says I'm stingy, haha, they don't know it. This is the Zhou family's ancestral precept, except for the necessary concierge. , At most, there will be a maid serving the elderly, not many looking for servants. Our Zhou family lives, it is the money paid by the people, if you can save it, you should save it, and don't put more burden on the people in the city."
Fang Xunya continued: "This mansion was still used by a wealthy businessman many generations before the ancestors moved south and discarded it as a gift to my family."
"..." Ji Manxiao was speechless for a while, this saving was really home.
"Sir, I'm sorry for being rude, you, would you like to show the little girl first? You really care about the little girl, it's abrupt, don't blame it."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, Patriarch Zhou doesn't need to be so polite. It's just that I have something to ask Patriarch first." Ji Manxiao said.
"Oh? Sir, but it's okay!"
"Patriarch Zhou, do you have a son named Zhou Ding?" In fact, he was already 80% sure at this time.
Why
Alas, father and son relatives, there is no 90% between the eyebrows, and there are also eight points similar. At the first glance at the door, Ji Manxiao can almost tell. She looks so similar, and happens to have a sister who is ill and incurable, and her surname is Zhou. How can there be such a coincidence in the world
Sure enough, Zhou Xunya was surprised for a while: "It's really my son, how did the husband find out?"
"Patriarch Zhou, please be mentally prepared." Ji Manxiao said solemnly, "Ling Lang, passed away a month ago."
Zhou Xunya listened, a faint sadness rose between his eyebrows, and the feeling of heartache could not be concealed. But the words are still polite: "Sir, thank you for telling me that I have learned it before next month... My son has fate Jane, which is connected to the fate of the family's ancestral hall. A month ago, it suddenly went out... I knew that I My son is dead..."
As he said, his eyes were red. He turned his face tightly and wiped it with his sleeve.
"Mr. laughed..." Zhou Xunya quickly sorted out his emotions, "Sir, dare to ask, Mr. But a month ago, how about Mr. Tiger Roar who shocked the world in Hejiagou Hantan Cave?"
"Don't dare to be it, it's Ji."
"Sir, dare to ask what battle did the child die in?" Zhou Xunya asked.
"Yes!" Ji Manxiao replied directly, "Linglang was very considerate to protect me and gave up his life to block the cold water. Unfortunately, he died. Ji is ashamed."
"My husband doesn't have to beautify my son this way. Why is my son? I know it. He must be the Five Elements Flower, right? Hey, he is to save his sister's life..." As a father, Zhou Xunya knows his son very well. , "No one owes anything to anyone. He should have the consciousness and preparation to die if he wants to seize the world's spiritual treasure. It is impossible that others should let him because he has a sick sister."
When Zhou Xunya said this, he actually grew up and said firmly: "If your husband is unbearable and takes Lingbao to save my daughter, I would rather not. My daughter and even my son under Jiuquan may hate me, but my family motto is like this, no. Receive this kind of grace."
After listening to Ji Manxiao, he quietly sipped the tea that old man Mu had just delivered, and then stood up: "Haha, with all due respect, Patriarch Zhou might not have the right to refuse."
Zhou Xunya was taken aback.
"Zhou Ding and I are brothers of life and death! My brother's last exhortation, brother, I swear, I will never give up if I can't complete it. Patriarch, I'm sorry, this matter has nothing to do with you."
After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the side house next door. He had heard the girl sobbing softly from there. Zhou Xunya, who was left at a loss, was alone in the living room in a daze.
Ji Manxiao's heart is actually quite shaken, if there is a father, there must be a son! Now I know why Zhou Ding has grown into such a ignorant and cute warrior, with such a foolish father, and such a foolish ancestral training, it is impossible to think that it is not foolish.
Hey, this fool makes his nose sour again... Don't think about him...
Ji Manxiao paced, came to the door of the next room, and knocked politely: "I don't know, but Miss Zhou Han? Next is Brother Ling's life and death brother, Ji Manxiao, is it convenient for me to come in?"
A slightly hoarse voice inside said, "Well, please come in, it's okay."
When Ji Manxiao entered the house, the furnishings inside were very simple, except for a set of desks, chairs, and a bed. These living facilities were full of books on two gables. Leaning against the gable wall, the bookshelf that reached the height of the roof beam was full of various books neatly arranged.
Ji Manxiao retracted his gaze and turned to a girl sitting on the edge of the bed. She had a faint yellow hair, leaning against the bed on her weak shoulders. His complexion was exhausted. I saw her beautiful eyes, but they were still red in their arms. Tears.
As soon as the girl raised her hand, she quickly wiped away her tears, and smiled at Ji Manxiao: "Brother Ji, since my brother's life and death brother, he is also the younger sister's elder brother. Please sit here and wait for the younger sister to give Brother Ji a cup of tea. ."
Ji Manxiao hurriedly stopped: "No need, Zhou... Little girl! I'm not here for tea."
"Brother Ji's kindness, the younger sister accepted it. It's just that the father has not approved, and the younger sister dare not make her own way." What a strict tutor.
Ji Manxiao doesn't care about him: "Your room is only separated by a wall from the main hall. You must have heard what I just said. I can tell you clearly, if you don't want to, I will use it today!"
Seeing Zhou Han's shocked expression, Ji Manxiao said again: "I am not a reasonable person, I will only do what I think I do."
At this time, Zhou Xunya also came in.
Ji Manxiao said again: "The Zhou family rules are admirable. It sounds like a family that is kind to others, so you might as well consider it for me. I have promised the death brother's dying entrustment. If I can't complete it, I am afraid that the devil in my heart will make me martial arts cultivation. It's hard to make progress in life!"
Zhou Xunya and Zhou Han listened, and finally fell silent.
They are all sensible people. This reason is too strong, and no one can refute it.
Ji Manxiao nodded very satisfied: "Then we have reached a consensus, and let me arrange it next."
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At night, the quietest late night, midnight.
Like the ink splattered sky, there is no star, only a bright moon, Xiao Yi lying in the night sky, leisurely and quiet, bright and flawless.
The time when the power of water travel is most vigorous.
Fortunately, the Zhou family upholds the ancestral motto, and the personnel are extremely scarce, and it fits the artistic conception of still water.
Fits the artistic conception of this still water array.
Ji Man Xiao made a large array.
A large array inspired by the water and petals of the five elements of flowers.
Goodness is like water.
The water is gentle. Drizzle, tenderness like water. She keeps cutting, the rationale is still chaotic, and the finger is soft in thousands of twists and turns.
Water is invisible. Be at peace with the situation, flow with fate, in many forms, take it calmly, and become a tranquility on its own.
Water is indisputable. All countries under the earth are fighting endlessly. But inclusive of all rivers, it can still be integrated. Tolerance is great, it is the mind, but also the realm.
Water purification. Things are clean and water is dirty, but over the years, the dirt gradually sinks, and the water remains water. Encountering stubborn stains, entangled and unsinkable, can be embraced by sunlight and baptized by fire. They are sublimated into water vapor, light and pure, reflecting the colorful light, throwing back into the embrace of the earth, and going where they are needed again.
The water is also angry. In the harsh winter, quietly, the water raged against the wind and clanged into ice!
People say that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. It is not that gentlemen should make friends without being sincere, but to get along with others as if they were learning water. Treat others kindly and politely, tolerate friends or impatience, pursue dreams with friends without fighting for fame and fortune, purify friends who may hate shortcomings without contaminating themselves, and be as cold as those who are different.
Finally, there is seeking to be invisible to oneself. It is to make people pay more attention to inner self-cultivation and neglect external forms.
Those who have the true meaning of water are worthy of the word gentleman!
Zhou family, Zhou Han, worthy of the virtue of water.
Sitting in the center of the array, holding blue petals, the five-element flower that his brother Zhou Ding had exchanged for his life slowly put it in his mouth and swallowed it.
Ji Manxiao's effect is not great, except that a ray of demon fighting spirit resembles a fire fold, hitting the beginning of the big formation, igniting the "fire fighting fuze", and the big formation is activated!
Gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, single-handedly take the power of water travel, and extract it into the big formation. The vast water blue brilliance, the whole yard reflected by the blue faint, makes people involuntarily quiet. Deep in my heart, it was quiet.
Quietness is a virtue. The night is like a dark place, and the heart is like a time when the water stops. There is no wave in the ancient well to mark the roundness of the moon; only when the waves are not shocked can you feel the fineness of falling dust. Indifferent to Mingzhi, quiet and far-reaching. And in broad daylight, fight for fame and fortune, there will be no chaos; but when the moon is black and the wind is high, remember to be quiet and cultivate virtue, because this is the time when the real devil haunts...
As the array turned continuously, wisps of black smoke continued to overflow from Zhou Han's chest. As soon as it came out, it was illuminated by a large array of blue light, as if the spring snow melted in the scorching sun.
With this constant, Zhou Han's complexion got better and better, and even his yellow hair gradually turned black.
Everything went smoothly, suddenly...