Shen Zhixian rubbed the brocade with his fingertips.
The slightly golden white thread is embroidered with flowing cloud patterns, which is smooth and delicate. It is clearly a few years old, and although it is a high-quality damask silk thread, it is inevitably a little worn.
This is Yan Jin's thing, and he doesn't know where it came from. Shen Zhixian only knows that he values this brocade ribbon very much, and he would rather be injured than break it.
This time, 80% of it was stolen by Yan Shen's design and thrown into the Tibetan sword pavilion. He may have said something else, which made him ignore it. Otherwise, with Yan Jin's calm temperament, it is impossible to take such a big risk. , Such an impulsive break into the Tibetan sword pavilion.
Shen Zhixian held the brocade ribbon, stared at it for a moment, and finally made up his mind.
Although his temperament is gentle and sloppy, he does not like to live in an unknown danger. Having a knife hanging over your head that will fall at some point is always unpleasant.
Wouldn't it be nice to wait for him to clear up all the strange things around him, wash his whites at Yan Jin's place, and live his own life in peace.
Another gust of wind blew, and the dead leaves, who had just been born, lined up again, and once again attracted the attention of the disciples.
This group of young disciples had just entered the sect, and the oldest one was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Usually, he cultivated wholeheartedly, and there were not so many twists and turns in his mind. It will really go in and out right under their noses.
Until Shen Zhixian left quietly, they were still whispering and laughing to the group of dead leaves.
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After a few rounds of tossing this night, it was almost dawn when I returned to the house.
Shen Zhixian didn't sleep all night... ah, probably two nights, he was a little tired, poured a cup of cold tea, calmed down, and sorted out the next things to do.
The injury left by the ice ball on the back of his hand was not serious. He took care of it at will, crushed the Shengji Dan and applied it. After a while of freezing, it was mostly better, and only a little redness and swelling remained.
Shen Zhixian took a look, shook his sleeves, and lowered them to cover them. This complexion is too white, as white as porcelain, and that little bit of redness is particularly conspicuous.
When it was dawn, Shen Zhixian went to look through the closet of the original body, changed into new clothes a little rusty, and tidied it up carefully before Shi Shiran left the house. The destination - the leaders of the sect had a morning meeting. The place.
In all honesty, Song Ming and Jianxiu are not the first in the sect, but this sect master is quite good.
He held morning meetings diligently every day, reviewed sect matters, practiced, presided over various major events, and always had a lot of tedious matters.
If the original body is to be the sect master... I'm afraid it's not as good as him.
Shen Zhixian's eyes were blank for a moment, he recalled the simple description of the original body in the original book, and then contacted the thin memory in his mind to reluctantly create a character image of the original body.
Yuemo is an arrogant and conceited person - a bit like Lin Daiyu, whose heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper.
However, this seems to be a memory after experiencing an injury and having a heart attack. Before the experience... Somehow, the memory is always very vague, and only occasionally a few short-lived images flash in my mind, so fast that people can't catch it. live.
Putting all these aside for the time being, Shen Zhixian pinched and pushed in the door before Song Ming and the others left.
There was no restriction in the hall where the morning meeting was held, only the door was closed—of course, no other disciple dared to enter without orders in front of the sect master and several elders, who were in charge of the affairs.
The original body is one of the five elders.
In fact, there were only four elders in Qingyun Sect at the beginning, who were in charge of personnel, finance, diplomacy and internal affairs. After the original body lost the position of the sect master, the former sect master built a special peak for him in order to guarantee his position in the sect. He became the fifth elder.
This matter was still a lot of trouble at the time, but unfortunately the former suzerain didn't have time to plan more for the original body, so he went into trouble and died first.
The identity of the fifth elder is a bit embarrassing. Because of the former suzerain, he has a very high status. From Song Ming down to the stewards, they all show great respect for him, but there is no clear real power, which can be called a delicate identity.
In the early years, Yuan Shen also occasionally came to hold meetings, and then the heart disease could not be solved. Yuan Shen was impatient with these trivial matters, and never set foot here again.
-So when Shen Zhixian appeared here today, even Song Ming was slightly startled.
"Junior Brother Zhixian?"
Shen Zhixian nodded slightly at him, called out "Sect Master" in a calm manner, then calmly found a seat beside him and sat down, motioning them to continue.
This morning meeting was almost coming to an end. Before Shen Zhixian came in, Song Ming sat up at the top, with his usual closing remarks, and the bottom was silent. After Shen Zhixian came in, everyone immediately turned their attention to Shen Zhixian.
Song Ming's eyes were deep for a moment, and then he put on a gentle smile, stopped talking, and said nonchalantly, "Junior Brother Zhixian is a rare visit."
Shen Zhixian saw that they had no intention of continuing the discussion, so he was too lazy to talk nonsense, and only asked, "Is the sect master finished?"
Song Ming didn't know what he meant, so he nodded slightly, and then listened to him: "Since that's the case, I have something to tell you."
What he said was "talking", not "discussing", and there was a hint of indifference in his calm words: "I want to investigate the matter of Yan Jin's entry into the Tibetan sword pavilion."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and Song Ming immediately restrained his smile.
After a tossing yesterday, Song Ming never showed up, but only after the event did they ask "Yan Jin trespassed into the Tibetan sword pavilion to steal the sword" and came to a conclusion - at that time, Shen Zhixian had beaten Yan Jin out. After thinking about the cliff, he had a heart attack and fainted and was sent back to his main peak.
Song Ming thought that Shen Zhixian was satisfied with the result-their relationship between master and apprentice was not good, and when he went to see Shen Zhixian yesterday, the other party didn't raise any objections, why now... This person always ignores him so much Face, to say such a thing on this occasion is not to slap him in the face!
Song Ming suppressed the doubts and anger in his heart, and calmly said in the eyes of everyone: "It's true that Yan Jin did something wrong..."
"Sect Master." Shen Zhixian interrupted him smoothly with a smile on his face, "Yesterday Yan Jin once said that he was a 'last resort', but I didn't think too much about it at the time, and I didn't ask any questions, so I gave him a heavy fine first. ."
"When I thought about it later, this matter was a bit suspicious. One is that Yan Jin has a calm temperament and can't do such absurd things, and the other is that he is always wandering on the first floor - even the disciples who are just starting out know that the swords on the first floor are just some Ordinary qualities, Yan Jin shouldn't take the risk for this."
What he said was a bit arrogant, without any evidence.
One of the big stewards couldn't help but say more: "Elder Shen may not know much about your eldest apprentice - maybe he is not capable, so he can only stop at the first floor?"
Shen Zhixian asked without changing his face: "You also said that he is my apprentice, can I not understand him?"
Everyone: "… "
Everyone felt a sense of absurdity in their hearts. The feud between Shen Zhixian and his eldest apprentice Yan Jin was well known. When did Shen Zhixian actually speak for his eldest apprentice? !
Still understand? !
I'm afraid I know how to beat him!
The whole group of people slandered each other with different expressions, and Song Ming's expression and mentality at this time was probably a model of baa baa in his heart with a smile on his face. The image of "good senior brother" that he had maintained for many years could not be destroyed. Reluctantly agree.
Seeing him nodding, Shen Zhixian immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, saying that he was going to pick up Yan Jin from the next Siguo cliff.
There are no major events in the sect recently, except for the distinguished sect master Song Ming, the first elder who has always held up the financial power in aloof manner, and the second elder who is busy with the transfer of the disciples, the other two elders have actively expressed their willingness. attitude of assistance.
Shen Zhixian glanced at them, and felt that these two were mostly idle and wanted to join in the fun.
But he didn't care, the more people there were, the bigger the trouble, and the bigger the trouble, the more he wanted.
So after two hours, Shen Zhixian once again took two elders and a few stewards to stand outside the cave that Yan Jin had thought about.
The terrain was narrow, so everyone stood beside the stone steps, not stepping forward, just waiting for Shen Zhixian to call out.
Shen Zhixian walked into the shallow cave, turned his back to everyone, quietly buried a green leaf with snow, then adjusted his emotions, took a deep breath, and said, "Ajin!"
With this sound, sadness and pity coexisted, and care and worry flew together. Not to mention that everyone outside was startled, even Yan Jin, who had closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy, couldn't help shaking and almost "woke up".
Everyone first? ? ? ,Next is! ! ! , and finally looked at Shen Zhixian with a dazed and shocked expression as he picked up the unconscious young man, opened his face coldly, and loudly left a sentence "this matter needs to be carefully investigated", and hurried down the mountain.
Everyone: "...?"
Why do you feel so distressed at this time, your apprentice, isn't it just for you!