Zhu Zhang heard the news and hurried over. How could a roof that was exposed to the wind and sun be clean? He watched his son sit down like that, and his chest felt tight. He really couldn't understand why people in the martial arts world liked to sneak up to the roof. Everyone sat together in a spacious and clean living room, drinking tea, eating snacks and telling stories. Isn't it nice
Li Sui ignored the servants and guards who were sprouting up like bamboo shoots in the yard. He said, "The last person Chi Tian killed was Xiang Jin, the leader of the Money Gang. He brought the disciples of the Burning Fire Hall and massacred the entire Xiang family in one night, killing no one, young or old. The blood washed out by the rain dyed the whole street red."
A series of thunders sounded in the distance at the right time, and Master Zhu couldn't help but shiver.
Li Sui turned his head and looked at him, frowning: "Just listening, are you scared?"
Zhu Yanyin answered truthfully: "I'm not too scared, but the whole family being slaughtered does sound a bit tragic. Does Chi Tian have a grudge against him?"
"We are strangers and have no grudges against each other." Li Sui's gaze fell back to the distance, "Xiang Jin is one of the top ten masters in the martial arts world. The Money Gang runs dozens of escort agencies and does a lot of business. Chi Tian wants his money, and he also wants his inner strength."
Zhu Yanyin was surprised when he heard this. If he could rob people for money, he could figure it out, but could he also rob people for internal energy
He had read a story before, in which there was a demon monk in Nanyang who practiced evil skills and could suck people dry, but the description was too rough. The demon monk sucked people's internal energy basically in bed, and there were few pages describing the internal skills, but there were many sweet words and swallows being turned over by Honglang, who "unbuttoned his pants" at any time, and it felt like he was unbuttoning his pants all day long, like a tailor. He originally thought it was a trick made by booksellers to make money, but now that Li Sui mentioned it again, could it be that there really is such a hard-to-describe skill in the world
Li Sui looked at his surprised and nervous expression and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Zhu Yanyin lowered his voice: "How do you absorb the internal force? Is it in the bedroom? After absorbing it, will the other person become a dried human being?"
The old housekeeper in the courtyard: "..."
Listen to what a terrible question this is. The world is misleading people, the world is misleading people!
Beating the chest and stamping the feet.
Li Sui said: "The skill that Chi Tian practices is called Devouring the Moon, which is specifically designed to absorb internal energy. It won't suck the opponent dry, but will only break the opponent's bones and muscles, burst the brain, and make the whole body feel like it was crushed by a heavy object."
Zhu Yanyin couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind, and his face turned pale.
Another round of thunder rumbled away, and the black clouds rolled more and more, forming vortices layer by layer. In this environment, listening to the demon leader's brain bursting was really terrifying. It felt like someone wrapped in a tattered robe stained with blood, holding a long knife, laughing shrilly while crawling out from underground to kill people.
The rain fell with a crackling sound, and in a moment it poured down in torrents.
The old housekeeper felt relieved, finally having a legitimate reason to take his son away from the devil... no, from Palace Master Li, and quickly sent the servants to the room. Zhu Yanyin wanted to express his gratitude to Li Sui, after all, no matter how horrible the story is, it is still a story, but before he could open his mouth, the servants had already taken him into the yard, and Zhu Xiaosui immediately raised a big umbrella, which blocked his view.
I finally found a gap and looked back, but the roof was empty and there was no one in sight.
…
After a while, Jiang Shenglin knocked on the door holding an umbrella and asked in surprise, "I heard that you took the initiative to tell Mr. Zhu a story for a long time?"
Li Sui stood by the table and said nonchalantly: "As you said, go and return the favor for the ice."
Jiang Shenglin was very pleased, but at the same time he was a little worried: "You didn't mention which sect leader broke his hands and feet while practicing martial arts this time, right?"
Li Sui said: "Of course not."
"There's no blood all over the floor or brains flying around, right?"
"… "
Jiang Shenglin had a vague sense of foreboding: "Didn't I tell you to tell him about the martial arts competition and the unsolved case in the martial arts world? Did you tell him?"
Li Sui had no expression on his face: “Yeah.”
Jiang Shenglin: "What does 'hmm' mean? Do you think I won't ask Master Zhu?"
Li Sui said coldly: "You dare."
Jiang Shenglin: I knew it, that’s why you are talking nonsense again!
How could there be someone who couldn't even tell a story? The genius doctor was completely puzzled. He thought that the young man from Jiangnan would probably be frightened and have nightmares and wouldn't be able to sleep well.
It was already very late at night.
Zhu Yanyin sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the thunder and rain, and no longer felt sleepy.
The housekeeper Zhu Zhang looked out the window four or five times and saw that the candle in the room was still lit, so he asked the servants to make a pot of soothing flower tea and brought it in himself.
"Uncle Zhang." Zhu Yanyin asked, "Why haven't you rested yet?"
"I came to see the Second Young Master." Zhu Zhang put down the tray. "You've been sitting on the roof for a long time tonight. Don't catch a cold again."
As he poured the tea, he carefully observed Zhu Yanyin: "Young Master, you must have been frightened by the story of that devil killing people tonight. You don't look well."
"I always heard people talking about the Demon Cult before, but I never thought they were really so ruthless in killing people." Zhu Yanyin frowned, "And the Money Gang, which did nothing wrong but was tragically wiped out, makes me uncomfortable just thinking about it."
"The atrocities committed by the Burning Fire Palace and Chi Tian are far more than this." Zhu Zhang said, "Otherwise, the Wulin Alliance would not have traveled thousands of miles to Snow City together. This time, they are probably determined to fight to the death. After all, if he causes chaos again and uses the Moon Devouring Evil Art to absorb the internal energy of a few more people, he will be truly invincible in the world."
Zhu Yanyin was puzzled: "How could Uncle Zhang know so much?"
Zhu Zhang said happily: "Young Master, you forgot that the people who told you stories in the carriage along the way were all selected by me personally."
The stories told were carefully selected one by one. Horrible and bloody stories like the devil killing people certainly could not be passed to the ears of his own son. In addition to these, there are many more and bigger secrets of the underworld. Those people dare not talk about them at ordinary times, but they dare to do so in front of the generous reward from the housekeeper of the Zhu Mansion. Everyone rushed to lower their voices and revealed everything they knew and heard, true or false.
For example, the relationship between Li Sui and Chi Tian.
Zhu Zhang said: "Palace Master Li and the Demon Cult leader are brothers who grew up together."
Zhu Yanyin's hands trembled and he almost dropped the cup in his hand to the ground.
Zhu Zhang had heard a lot of things a while ago, and this time he connected them all together. It was said that the master of the two was called Tianmenzi. Although he had never appeared in the martial arts rankings, his kung fu was recognized to be unfathomable. He had been living in the Northeast Snow City with his two apprentices. His whereabouts were uncertain, and he did not participate in the affairs of the martial arts world. He was only focused on studying martial arts. The Ice Cave Ghost City built there was the predecessor of the current Burning Fire Palace. Later, Tianmenzi died of illness, and his two apprentices disappeared for a few years. When they reappeared, one had fallen into the devil's way, and the other, although not into the devil, was not much better. In short, they were both existences that made the martial arts world tremble.
Zhu Yanyin was puzzled: "There is such a thing. I have read many Jianghu novels, but why have I never seen a single word about it?"
Zhu Zhang was sharp-eyed: "Where did you read the Jianghu novel, sir?"
Zhu Xiaosui: “!”
Zhu Yanyin looked innocent: "No, I didn't see it."
The loyal old butler: You have, I have heard it, I am deeply saddened and want to return to Jiangnan to apologize.
Zhu Yanyin urged: "If Palace Master Li and Chi Tian are really brothers, it is impossible that they didn't even tell me about it, is there a misunderstanding?"
Zhu Zhang said: "This matter is known to everyone in the martial arts world. People don't talk about it because they dare not say it, and there is no need to say it." After all, gossip after dinner is mainly for entertainment, not to commit suicide. If the reward offered by the Zhu family this time was not really generous, no one would be willing to use this matter to attract attention.
Zhu Yanyin still didn't quite believe it. Although Palace Master Li did look like a demon, the matter of the brothers was still too... No matter how you think about it, it's very strange. The only thing they have in common is probably their naming style. One named the palace dug underground Wanren, and the other burned a fire in the snowy plains of the northeast. They were both arbitrary.
Zhu Zhang asked, "What are you thinking about, young master?"
"Hmm?" Zhu Yanyin came back to his senses. "No, I still want to hear about Palace Master Li."
"There are no more." Zhu Zhang ordered Zhu Xiaosui to get hot water for washing, and advised, "If the second young master really likes the martial arts world, he can listen to more stories along the way, or ask the eldest young master to hold a martial arts competition in Jiangnan in the future, recruiting many sects, and fighting for several days and nights. As for the grudges between the Wulin Alliance and the Demon Cult, and between Palace Master Li and Chi Tian, they are all real fights that will cost lives. It is not convenient for us to get involved in them, so we should stay away from them."
He said it earnestly, and almost shed a handful of loyal servant's tears on the spot. Although Zhu Yanyin nodded in agreement at that time, after seeing Zhu Zhang off, he unconsciously thought about Palace Master Li for most of the night. There was nothing specific, but he just felt that such a person must have many stories hidden in his heart.
The real world is more cruel and bloody than the one in the novels. It can be inferred that the grudges in reality must be more bizarre and strange than those in the novels. Zhu Ergongzi has actually seen many stories of brothers turning against each other, most of which are for power, money, and junior sisters. But considering Li Sui's face that said "you all are going to die", he felt that none of them was likely.
He yawned, wrapped himself in the silk quilt, and continued to stare at the morning light outside the window in a daze.
In a moment of distraction, it was already dawn.
The morning after the rain was neither too hot nor too cold, and the air was fresh, perfect for traveling. Zhu Yanyin wanted to catch up on some sleep in the carriage, but the sleepiness had passed, and his head was still groggy, but he didn't want to sleep, so he simply got out and sat next to Uncle Zhong, looking listlessly at the trees on both sides of the mountain road.
Zhu Zhong smiled and said, "Why do you look listless, young master?"
"Well, I didn't sleep well." Zhu Yanyin yawned continuously.
Not far from the team, Jiang Shenglin was trying to educate them earnestly, "Look, look, look, what I said last night. Mr. Zhu was really frightened by your crappy story about the evil cult wiping out his family. He couldn't sleep all night and had dark circles under his eyes. It was a sin. Why didn't you say anything? What were you thinking about?"
Li Sui said with a blank expression: "I'm wondering when I should throw you off the mountain."
Jiang Shenglin felt a tightness in his chest: "Forget it, you should stay away from Master Zhu in the future."
Kicking Snow Black Horse suddenly moved its four hooves and ran forward briskly.
The cold palace master on horseback: "?"
Zhu Yanyin was holding a piece of bean cake in his hand and feeding it to his own Zhaoye Jade Lion.
The white horse was very picky about its food, and only took a small bite after a long time. Uncle Zhong said cheerfully, "They are not hungry, so you should go feed the horses at the back."
Before he could finish his words, a pitch-black horse head came closer in a friendly manner.
Li Sui: “…”
Zhu Yanyin held the bean cake and looked up in surprise.
Li Sui was dressed in black, with a stern face, standing against the skylight, as if he was not here to eat for free, but to kill everyone in the family.
Kicking Snow Wuzhui followed his master's lead in dining and ate without hesitation. He ate quite consciously and did not regard himself as a different horse at all.
Zhu Yanyin belatedly remembered the warning he had given him in the valley, “Don’t do it again next time.” He immediately retracted his hand and said, “I didn’t feed the horse. Your horse came here on its own!”
Palace Master Li let out an arrogant and proud "hmm" through his nose.
It’s hard to say whether it was embarrassing or not. Even if the devil was embarrassed, he looked very cold and domineering, and most people couldn’t tell.
There is a sea of clouds surging, and I come and go like the wind with confidence.