"The timing..."
"Timing?" Ye Qingxuan was quite puzzled.
Ding Jingyin nodded, and explained on behalf of the master: "Because Lu Jing mentioned Zuo Shaobai's secret location, there are as many as six or seven in total, and Shushan disciples closely monitor him, but Zuo Shaobai's whereabouts are uncertain and there are no clues at all. It took two years, until recently, the disciples of the sect found the clues of Zuo Shaobai in a secret place... "
Ye Qingxuan frowned, and asked, "What is it?"
"Black and white double evil."
Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized, unexpectedly, the disciples of Qixia Mountain discovered the two masters that Zuo Shaobai relied on the most, and with their whereabouts, they might not be able to find Zuo Shaobai.
Grandma Miaozhen continued: "Grandma originally thought that with the help of masters in the sect and Yan Pianqian, it would be enough to take Zuo Shaobai down and avenge my apprentice, but unfortunately, she never thought that the Western Regions and her party, Pian Pianqian Such a catastrophe would have happened to Qian. Sigh... Now that the dragons in Yankong Mountain have no leader, and the child Jueling has been shut up in the mountain for several days, it is worrying to think about it."
Ye Qingxuan comforted him: "Brother Jue Ling has a strong character, and he should be able to get out of this test soon."
"I hope so." Grandma Miaozhen reluctantly cheered up, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you are here this time, as long as my disciple can use the sword array to trap Zuo Shaobai and restrict his activities, then you can do it again." With one blow of thunder, this battle will surely be won in one battle."
Ye Qingxuan's heart was a little beating, but at this moment he had no choice but to accept his order.
He once fought against Zuo Shaobai two years ago, on the big boat in Kunlong Lake. Although everyone was aiming to win the Bixia Sword at that time, after a short confrontation, Ye Qingxuan decided that this person would definitely win the world The strength of the list has not been seen in two years now, and I am afraid that the enemy's skill will not be weaker. However, the sword array set up by the Shuzhou swordsmen that I have just seen is probably not enough to suppress Zuo Shaobai. If life and death are really a struggle, coupled with the strength of black and white, the Shushan swordsmen will face a battle that is worse than the trip to the Western Regions. An uphill battle.
Knowing that Miaozhen's grandma has made up her mind, it's useless to persuade her again, so she sighed secretly and asked again: "I wonder when grandma is going to do it?"
"I'll leave it to Jingyin to arrange the specific actions. You can ask her about the specifics. But before that, I still need your help..."
"Senior, please give me instructions."
Grandma Miaozhen told Ding Jingyin behind her, "Let Lan'er take them there."
When Ye Qingxuan saw Lan Ya again, he already knew who he was going to meet, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that Shuzhou people value friendship and affection, but their emotions are too fragile. All are so vulnerable.
"Brother Xiyu is in Qixia Mountain?"
Grandma Miaozhen sighed lightly, nodded and said, "That's right...it's at the back of Qixia Mountain..."
…
When Ye Qingxuan led Meng Yuanyun and Nie Xingxie to the back of Qixia Mountain, the scene before them really surprised them.
This is a temporary thatched hut, with a musty smell inside and out, and the smell of alcohol is even heavier. The corner outside the door is almost completely filled with empty wine jars and wine tanks, like a hill.
There was loud snoring in the hut, and weeping dreams from time to time.
The three of Ye Qingxuan looked at each other in astonishment, while Lan Ya sighed, stepped forward silently, picked up the broken wine jars in front of the door one by one, and tidied them up again.
"Since my aunt passed away, my cousin has been hit hard. Originally, the old brothers in Tsing Yi Lou had expected him to lead everyone to restore the old dignity. At the beginning, my cousin was filled with righteous indignation and prepared to take revenge, but he was hit repeatedly. It was because of Tian Zhongmou's trick of "one leaf to cover the rain" that he broke the cloak stick, Mo Dafeng, Cross Sword Liangzhen and other gang veterans who supported him the most, which made his cousin even more confident, so he hid here Never see people…”
Lan Ya's voice became lower and lower, until finally there was only sobs left.
Ye Qingxuan and other brothers were silent...
After all, Xu Xiyu is a pampered second-generation ancestor. Although he has been taught by Shen Zhongping and Xu Qingyi, his stubborn temper has only been suppressed and has not changed. Although he has a kind heart, he is destined to be inferior to his father and cousin. When there are real problems, it is easy to go wrong, and his naturally proud character can easily fall from the peak to the bottom in the face of the reality of failure.
Lan Yan's crying voice was quickly suppressed by herself, and the fragments of the wine jar held in both hands were embedded in the palms of the hands, and blood flowed down.
Nie Xingxie was the closest, unexpectedly took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to her.
"Thanks… "
"No need." Nie Xingxie said coldly: "I just get easily irritated when I ask about the smell of blood..."
Lan Ya couldn't help being stunned, but Meng Yuanjun laughed "puchi" from behind, and muttered, "I never heard that killers are afraid of blood..."
Nie Xingxie glanced over with his murderous eyes, Meng Yuanyun shrank his neck and hurriedly backed away.
"Who... who is outside?" A hoarse voice, full of vicissitudes and haggardness, came from the hut. It seemed that Meng Yuanjun's laughter alarmed the hangover Xu Xiyu.
Lan Ya cheered up and said in a much more cheerful tone than before: "Cousin, there is a visitor..."
"Get out, let them get out... I don't want to see anyone!" Xu Xiyu's furious voice sounded.
Ye Qingxuan sighed, took a step forward, and said, "Brother Xiyu, it's us..."
"Ye Qingxuan!?" Xu Xiyu's voice hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Why did you come? How do you know? Huh, they told you, did you come to persuade me? It's rare to be quiet, it seems that I finally It's better to get out of here... "
"I..." Ye Qingxuan was still talking, and Meng Yuanyun was already furious behind him, and he stepped forward and slammed the broken wooden door of the small hut to pieces. The violent way shocked everyone .
Meng Yuanjun jumped in with a whimper, and before going in, she stuck out her tongue at everyone.
This product...
Still acting at this time!
Everyone rushed into the thatched hut, and once they entered, the rotten smell almost overwhelmed them all, only to see Meng Yuanjun's voice shouting loudly from the front: "Xu Xiyu, you bastard, you coward, you... I rely on you Uncle, are you fucking here?"
In the dim sight, I saw Meng Yuanjun grabbing Xu Xiyu's skirt, shaking it for a while, and without saying a word, he screamed, threw the other person back, and kept shaking his hands, obviously there was something vomiting on the other side's skirt things and the like.
Following the light, everyone saw that Xu Xiyu had changed greatly from the previous image. The clothes on his body were filthy. They didn't know what material and color they were back then. His face was unkempt and his beard stubble almost reached his chest. No matter how Meng Yuanjun swayed, he didn't respond like a dead person, but he was still holding a flagon tightly in his hand.
After being thrown back into the tattered body by Meng Yuanjun, he picked up the jug again and took another sip with a wry smile.
There is nothing worse than this.
This time, Meng Yuanjun really felt angry from the bottom of his heart, and kicked him hard, and the shaky bed collapsed, "Get up! Stand up fucking for me—please be sober, Why drink so much, why torture yourself like this, why live in the pain of the past—stop drinking, enough—”
Xu Xiyu hurriedly protected the jug, and said angrily: "Go away, no, leave me alone—you are not me, how do you know my mood... If you persuade me to stop drinking, how do you know if I will be sober? more pain?"
"What do you know? I'm a piece of trash. What's the use of being sober? When I'm sober, more people ask me to do more things, but I'm so incompetent. I just cause them to die on the spot. I can't do anything! What do I have? Use? It is better to die than to live, so as not to disappoint those who trust me, let alone implicate them to death!"
Everyone who said a word fell silent.
A drunk solution to a thousand worries.
Yes, a person is still in such pain when he drank his sorrows, how can he predict that when he is sober, he will become as indifferent as ordinary people, or become more painful
Use wine to drown your sorrows, and your sorrows will be even more sorrowful.
Seeing Xu Xiyu so sad, everyone felt a serious sense of failure.
Ye Qingxuan cheered himself up, and suddenly said with a smile: "Brother, as the saying goes, 'alcohol is poison for the intestines', drink less, and be careful of stomach perforation if you drink too much—"
Xu Xiyu snorted coldly, and said: "Ye Qingxuan, you can't help me with this method, I'm a useless thing, you can just treat me as dead..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said: "Since you are so stubborn, of course I don't have to worry about consoling you. If you are so self-destructive, Grandma Miaozhen and Sect Master Ding can't blame me..."
Then he turned around, sighed, and said, "It seems that we are the only ones to handle this matter..."
Xu Xiyu snorted, although he was curious, he never asked what he was going to do.
As soon as Ye Qingxuan saw that the other party was not in the game, he immediately turned around and walked out, "Go, life and death are fate, we don't need anyone..." But when he turned around, he glanced at Meng Yuanyun inadvertently from the corner of his eyes.
This guy is really clever and tacit enough, his expression changed immediately, and he said anxiously: "Yezi! No way, then Zuo Shaobai has high martial arts skills, and Senior Yan Pianqian just passed away, just us, it's not enough!"
"Who? Who are you talking about?"
Xu Xiyu, who had been sitting paralyzed on the ground, sat up in a daze, and stared fiercely at Ye Qingxuan with a wolf-like light in his eyes.
This time it was Ye Qingxuan's turn to snort coldly, and said: "Who can do anything? With your current virtue, you can't even hold a sword, and if you go, you will die... You should let us brothers avenge your own family revenge." Let's go. Well, who can you blame for being unfilial in giving birth to a son?"
"Zuo Shaobai, Zuo Shaobai..." Xu Xiyu kept chanting the name like a dream, and the fierce light in his eyes became more and more intense.
Meng Yuanyun said angrily: "Yes, that's right, it's Zuo Shaobai, Zuo Shaobai. Zuo Shaobai who killed your mother and seriously injured your father..."
"What, what?" Zuo Shaobai was taken aback suddenly, and asked with a strange expression: "Seriously hurt my father? My father is not dead?"
"Scared?" Meng Yuanyun was taken aback, and looked at Ye Qingxuan and the others who also looked dull.
no…
This guy doesn't know about this yet
With a tight chest, Meng Yuanjun suddenly turned around and was grabbed by Zuo Shaobai's front, shaking non-stop: "What did you say? What did you just say? My father is not dead? He was only seriously injured? Say it again, say it again once again..."
Like a willow swinging in the wind, Meng Yuanyun kept pushing and shoving the other party, shouting: "Go away, get away, your mouth smells so bad! I'm going to vomit..."
Ye Qingxuan looked at Lan Ya in surprise, Lan Ya sighed softly, led Ye Qingxuan and Nie Xingxie out of the hut, and finally sighed: "It's my uncle's arrangement, he wants my cousin to cheer up and be able to take responsibility." Afterwards, even though he suffered several failures, my uncle also thought it would be an experience for my cousin, but I didn’t expect my cousin to be so self-destructive. In a fit of anger, my uncle left him to fend for himself... So, from the beginning to the end, my cousin didn’t know that my uncle was still there. News in the world... "
Ye Qingxuan understood Xu Qingyi's thoughts in his heart, but it's a pity that as an old man, he doesn't know his son as well as an outsider like himself. Xu Xiyu is a very emotional person. The loss of his family has dealt him a great blow. For his family, he can exert twice his strength, but the blow of losing his family is also several times stronger than that of ordinary people. Xu Qingyi used this kind of fierce In the end, stimulating a son to train his son may only be counterproductive, and it is by no means as effective as teaching him around him, encouraging and admiring him.
Unexpectedly, the people who were originally helpless finally rekindled hope for Xu Xiyu who had lost his faith because of the news that a relative was still alive.
Bathing, incense, rearranging clothes...
Xu Xiyu returned to Qixia Mountain. Although his body has not been recuperated, he has already begun to regain his old style.
Everyone stayed in the living room and waited quietly for more than two hours.
When Xu Xiyu reappeared in front of everyone, the suave and suave gentleman with a wicked smile appeared in front of everyone again.
"Brother Xiyu, welcome back!" Ye Qingxuan waved his hands with a smile.
Xu Xiyu nodded at him, thanked Meng Yuanyun again, and finally looked at Nie Xingxie next to him, smiled lightly, and said, "Brother Nie, long time no see, why do you still have this expression?"
Nie Xingxie said calmly with a thousand years of coldness, "Because this is my face, not an expression."
Xu Xiyu was taken aback for a moment, but Meng Yuanjun was already beside him quacking happily.
Xu Xiyu smiled to himself, and said, "I thought you were a piece of wood, but it turns out that you are quite humorous sometimes."
"Let's go!" Meng Yuanyun said.
"Where are you going?"
"Follow me down the mountain to take revenge!"
Xu Xiyu remained silent.
Meng Yuanyun said anxiously: "I said buddy, don't say that we have been persuading you for so long, you still can't get over that heart, with deep hatred in front of you, why are you grumbling like a bitch?"
Xu Xiyu shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't want to go...but there is a condition!"
"Master..." Lan Ya was a little anxious at the side, how could she take the opportunity to raise conditions when others helped her to avenge her
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingxuan waved his hand to stop her from going forward, and said in a deep voice, "What conditions? Tell me!"
Xu Xiyu stepped forward and leaned forward, and suddenly said with glowing eyes: "How about letting me hold Miss Yinxue's little hand?"
Crack!
"Ah! Ye Qingxuan, you fucked me again!"