Everyone in the Zhu Mansion thought Fengming Mountain was a good place, quiet and elegant, suitable for recuperation, but there was no other way. The genius doctor was leaving, and the rest of them had to follow. The day before leaving, Zhu Zhang found Jiang Shenglin and asked him in a subtle and roundabout way, "Is Palace Master Li going with us? Is he still working?" "Oh, it's really hard. It's not a good idea to stay in an inn all the time. How about this, let us buy a big house for Palace Master Li, so that he can sleep more comfortably and happily."
Jiang Shenglin sympathized with the loyal old butler and said reluctantly, "No need. Palace Master Li probably doesn't need a mansion."
Zhu Zhang quickly added: "Or we can rebuild the Wanren Palace on the top of the mountain!" In short, as long as we can keep those people far away, away from my young master, then everything can be discussed.
Jiang Shenglin felt his ears ringing. Wait a minute, what did you just say you wanted to rebuild
Zhu Zhang was still looking at him earnestly, kind and amiable, his whole body emitting the dazzling brilliance of a wealthy man from the south of the Yangtze River.
It's really dazzling.
…
At night, Li Sui also knew that "if he was willing to stay in Fengming Mountain, he could get a Wanren Palace", and his face froze. He knew that many people in the martial arts world were afraid of him, but he never thought that there was anything wrong with this "fear", but the Zhu family was different. In addition to the fear and timidity of others, the Zhu family also had a very obvious disdain, which others might not feel obvious, but Palace Master Li could clearly feel.
Jiang Shenglin was still chattering: "Do you think it's really impossible for Master Zhu to buy the Demon Sect?"
Li Sui snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and walked out of the guest room, the hem of his black clothes brought up a gust of cold wind.
In the yard, the servant was collecting the quilts that had been hung out to dry. When he saw this untouchable old man, he immediately held his breath and stood aside with his hands hanging down, not daring to make even the slightest movement, preparing to wait until he left before continuing to work.
Li Sui walked through the courtyard and stopped when he caught a glimpse of the snow-white, fluffy quilt hanging in the moonlight.
The servant was so frightened that his heart was in his throat.
Li Sui stretched out his hand, grasped the soft cotton wool, pinched it hard to create wrinkles of varying depths, and left.
The servant's eyes were filled with confusion. People in the underworld are really hard to figure out.
The next morning, the Zhu Mansion's convoy set out from Fengming Mountain in a mighty procession. Not long after, the Wanren Palace's team also followed the same route and headed towards the Northeast Snow City.
Pan Shihou and Pan Jinhua stood on the city gate and watched the figures of the crowd disappear at the end of the mountain road.
Pan Jinhua was injured in the neck by Li Sui's sword energy that day. She was still wrapped in thick white gauze and spoke unclearly: "Do we still need to keep an eye on Chui Liu Villa in person?"
"Not only do we have to keep an eye on him, we also have to ask the people from Wanren Palace who are staying in the city to keep an eye on him together." Pan Shihou said, "Zhang Shen is soaking in the poisonous soup, so he must be practicing some evil martial arts. If you can get rid of him, you can also gain some fame in the martial arts world."
Pan Jinhua disagreed: "It's not easy to kill a sick old man who is dying and tied in a jar."
"Stupid guy!" Pan Shihou scolded, "If you kill him now, who will know?"
Pan Jinhua hesitated: "Then..."
"In the martial arts world, the most popular thing is to punish evil and promote good, and uphold justice." Pan Shihou said, "You have to wait for him to come out of seclusion first, causing unrest in Baitou City and even the entire martial arts world, and then you can take action to eliminate the harm for the people, only then can you be respected. The most taboo in this world is to do things silently without anyone knowing, do you understand?"
Pan Jinhua lowered his head: "Yes."
Pan Shihou thought of Li Sui's extraordinary talent that made him invincible without any effort, and then looked at his son who had mediocre qualifications and could only rely on his hard work. He sighed deeply in his heart.
On the mountain road, the Zhu Mansion's convoy was moving forward. Zhu Zhang was worried at first, worried that the Wanren Palace's troops were so close to his son, and whether they would cause trouble again, but after five or six days of smooth sailing, he gradually felt relieved. On the afternoon of the seventh day, the distant mountaintops were covered with layers of dark clouds, so Zhu Zhang found an empty house in a nearby town, intending to avoid the wind and rain and set off tomorrow.
Not long after, people from Wanren Palace also arrived.
Zhu Zhang: “…”
Zhu Zhang looked at Palace Master Li's cold and devilish expression, which said, "It's going to rain in the mountains today, so I plan to eat one person." He didn't know what to say, but he didn't say, "We have booked this yard."
Jiang Shenglin came out in time to smooth things over. The place was big anyway, so everyone could squeeze in. Come on, you guys are in this half and we'll be in that half. Hurry up and tie up the horses.
Li Sui said: "If you don't practice medicine in the future, you can still go to the village to help take care of the red and white banquets." He was responsible for shuttling among the crowd, smiling and saying "Eat well, drink well, eat well, drink well."
Jiang Shenglin: To be honest, who am I trying to keep from getting wet? Damn it, the bright moon is shining in the ditch.
Zhu Zhang had no choice but to arrange his son in the innermost room and added two or three more layers of guards outside the courtyard to prevent fire, thieves and gangsters.
Zhu Xiaosui asked, "Sir, would you like to drink red bean and jujube kernel water?"
"Wait a moment." Zhu Yanyin stood in front of the window and listened for a while, "It seems that there are quite a few people in Wanren Palace."
"Not much, not as much as us." Zhu Xiaosui packed up her things, "It's just that they are loud, so it seems noisy. If you find it noisy, I will close the window."
"Open it, it's cool and ventilated." Although Zhu Yanyin had dealt with Li Sui several times, he had never seen a disciple of Wanren Palace, so he was inevitably curious. But no matter how curious he was, he couldn't run away. In the play, Cui Yingying wanted to see Zhang Sheng, and she needed Hongniang's help. What's more, she was surrounded by servants. The second son of Zhu, who wanted to see the devil, could only give up with regret and continue to read books and drink tea alone.
There was a rumbling thunder outside the window for a long time, but not a drop of rain fell.
Jiang Shenglin carefully pulled the silver needle out of Li Sui's acupuncture point and said worriedly, "You don't look well, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Li Sui sat up from the bed and grabbed his outer robe. "I'm going to the mountains."
"Are you going to soak in a deep pool again?" Jiang Shenglin had a headache. "Can't you bear it?"
"If you're not afraid of me going crazy—"
"Of course I'm scared." Jiang Shenglin interrupted him, "If it doesn't work, go take a cold shower in the back and see if that helps."
Li Sui shook his head: "I'd better go into the mountains."
Jiang Shenglin glanced out the window. Although the mountains didn't seem far away, it would take some time to walk there. It would be better to think of other ways.
A moment later, Zhu Zhang came running over. He thought that Doctor Jiang suddenly sent someone to look for him in the middle of the night because the young master's illness had relapsed, so he was very panicked. Later, he heard that he just wanted ice cubes for cooling off in the carriage, so he was relieved and sent the servants to carry a small basket. Because he didn't know what the doctor was going to do with the ice, he was worried that the huge ice brick would not melt well. He also gave him a few exquisite small hammers, which were shining with gold. It felt like stealing them home would make you rich for three years.
The shadow guard of Wanren Palace brought a large bucket of cold water and poured ice cubes into it, and felt that it was filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Li Sui also frowned after entering the house. Jiang Shenglin explained that the ice cubes placed in the Zhu Mansion to cool down were added with flower juice, so the color was pink when they were moved in.
"… "
"What's wrong with being a little fragrant? It's better than going deep into the mountains and soaking in a wild pond!"
Li Sui became more and more angry, so he gritted his teeth, stepped into the bucket barefoot, and splashed water everywhere.
Jiang Shenglin was busy dodging, "You've already soaked in the water with flower petals floating on it. Can't you be a little more meticulous?"
The black robe soaked in ice water stuck to his body, taking away some of the heat and pain. The fragrance of flowers filled the room, but after a while, he could no longer smell it.
Li Sui breathed in lightly. He was not used to showing his emotions, so even though his body was extremely relaxed, it was only reflected in the fact that his fingers, which had been tightly clasped around the edge of the bathtub, loosened for a moment, almost imperceptibly.
The candlelight on the table was dancing in the wind, and I couldn't concentrate on reading. The room was stuffy, and I didn't know if the rain would continue to fall. Zhu Yanyin said, "I want to go out for a walk."
Zhu Xiaosui was surprised: "Now, it's dark."
"It's in the yard." Zhu Yanyin pushed open the door, and a cool breeze blew in, making him feel much more comfortable.
The servants in the yard were only responsible for protection, but not restriction. So Mr. Zhu walked leisurely all the way around the house, and visited the whole house. Unfortunately, the people in Wanren Palace had gone to bed early, and the row of rooms were dark, and he could not see anything.
Li Sui sat quietly on the roof, watching Zhu Yanyin come and go, stroll around, and constantly stretching his neck to peek, looking extremely stupid.
Zhu Xiaosui reminded quietly: "Master, let's go back. You should go to bed."
"Wait a little longer." Zhu Yanyin said, "What are you afraid of? Palace Master Li is not here anyway."
At this time, the servant of the Zhu Mansion quickly stepped forward and whispered a few words in Zhu Yanyin's ear.
Mr. Zhu: “…”
His eyes slowly drifted upwards.
Li Sui was staring at him, with an ancient long sword slanted beside him, his face as frosty as ice. Although there was no strong wind to lift up the black hem of his clothes, his aura of a murderous maniac remained the same. If he only hung a blood-red crescent moon behind him, he would be directly used by various booksellers as a standard illustration for horror stories in the martial arts world, and could stop children from crying at night.
It can also stop Zhu Yanyin from crying at night, no, from walking around at night.
Li Sui asked: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
Zhu Yanyin: “No!”
Zhu Xiaosui was very brave. Although his legs were a little weak, it did not stop him from pulling his son up and running away. However, Li Sui pulled him back and made him sit on the ground.
Zhu Yanyin was also rescued into the house. In the dark night and under the torches in the yard, her snow-white clothes fluttered in the air, making her look elegant and beautiful.
"ah!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the servants of the Zhu Mansion wanted to follow, but were swept off the roof by Li Sui. The cold air penetrated the acupuncture points and they could not recover for a long time. Everyone was shocked and did not understand that there was such a profound inner force in the world. Zhu Xiaosui was also frightened and cried, her voice was torn: "Palace Master Li, please let my son go!"
Zhu Yanyin, standing on the roof, had to comfort the little boy, "Don't cry first, I think I'm fine."
Li Sui ignored the people in the yard, looked into the distance and said, "Sit down."
Zhu Yanyin took a step back calmly and made a false excuse: "It's getting late. I'd better go back to sleep."
Li Sui rubbed his temple with his thumb: "Let me tell you about the Demon Cult."
Zhu Yanyin: Okay, I’ll sit down right now!