The carriage swayed, You Mengzhe was so cold that he was shivering all over, the yin and cold Qi injected into his body by You Gutian at the beginning broke out again, and within three hours, the profound cold entered his body, You Mengzhe was so uncomfortable that he couldn't pretend to sleep anymore.
The chill was like thousands of needles piercing into his heart, and his whole body was eroded by You Gutian's Taiyin formula. For a full month, the yin and yang in his body were seriously out of balance. You Mengzhe opened his mouth to call for help, trying his best, but his voice was very small.
"Master..." You Mengzhe said, "I'm cold..."
On the day Zhao Feihong came down from Yuheng Mountain, his deep frowning eyebrows had not been relaxed. He set up a charcoal stove in the car and wrapped You Mengzhe in two thick bedding.
You Mengzhe couldn't help trembling, Zhao Feihong wrapped the quilt up and didn't even look at him, You Mengzhe's breathing gradually weakened, his lips were blue and purple, and he slowly closed his eyes.
When he regained consciousness, You Mengzhe subconsciously stretched out his hands to grab Zhao Feihong's strong and strong shoulders, and a mellow pure yang energy injected into the dantian under his lower abdomen, dispelling the yin and cold energy left in his body by You Gutian. , the needle-like coldness of a cow's awn can't help disappearing when it touches the power of pure yang, just like the scorching sun melting snow.
You Mengzhe lay on Zhao Feihong's shoulders, hugging his neck tightly, feeling a round of warm sun swirling in the sea of air, dispelling the cold internal energy all over his body, his whole body was warm, and his limbs felt indescribably comfortable.
Zhao Feihong was covered in sweat, hugging You Mengzhe, not daring to look him in the eyes, the two of them were entangled naked on the narrow couch, the thick penis stabbed in You Mengzhe's body, slowly back and forth a few times, You Mengzhe finally struggled from the line of life and death back.
You Mengzhe moaned softly: "Father..."
When Zhao Feihong was on the verge of orgasm, he was called out, and immediately ejaculated.
Three days later, Zhao Feihong took You Mengzhe back to his home without saying a word while crossing Jiangzhou and entering Ting County.
You Mengzhe was very embarrassed, but he didn't know how to get along with Zhao Feihong.
You Gutian is not the biological father, but Zhao Feihong is. You Mengzhe felt a sense of joy and emotion in his heart, thinking of Zhao Feihong's kindness to him in the past, he felt that there would be warmth in the world. In just a few months, I can still vividly remember the trivial things like learning martial arts here, eating, and the father and son going to the street to buy vegetables.
That day when I went to Beijing with Zhao Feihong, I left for three months. Now that I came back, my house was full of dust and cobwebs.
"Father." You Mengzhe stood in the yard and called anxiously.
With his back turned to himself, Zhao Feihong stood in the hall, with the Zhao family's ancestral tablet on the table in front of him, without saying a word.
You Mengzhe looked at it for a while, thinking that Zhao Feihong probably still couldn't let go, so he went to get the broom and walked around the house to clean it.
Zhao Feihong's family was poor and there was no one to take care of him, so You Mengzhe tidied up a room by himself and prepared to sleep with Zhao Feihong at night.
"Father." You Mengzhe poked his head out of the corridor and asked.
Zhao Feihong still didn't answer, standing in front of the memorial tablet like a sculpture.
You Mengzhe asked: "Shall I cook for myself at night? Shall I go shopping?"
Zhao Feihong sighed, took out some silver taels from his bosom, You Mengzhe stepped forward to pick it up, went out and exchanged it into copper coins to buy vegetables, when he came back, he saw that Zhao Feihong had cleaned the main room.
You Mengzhe came back with a chicken, two fish, a piece of meat, and a jar of wine.
Zhao Feihong was killing chickens in the yard, and You Mengzhe sat on the stone table with his knees hugged to watch, neither of them spoke, You Mengzhe ate salted eggs for several days, and drank porridge on the way, finally he was able to eat meat again.
Gradually slanting to the west, the kitchen was filled with the smell of cooking smoke and rice, You Mengzhe was lying on the stone table, his stomach growling.
"I'm back!" The old man next door knocked on the door, You Mengzhe said with a smile, "I'm back."
Zhao Feihong wiped his hands with a cloth, came out and asked politely, the old man brought over a basket of salted duck eggs, put it down and left.
You Mengzhe said: "Can I eat this at night?"
Zhao Feihong said: "Come here to worship the ancestors."
After several days, Zhao Feihong finally said something to You Mengzhe.
A chicken, a large piece of boiled pork, You Mengzhe was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he knelt down in front of the god's tablet. On it were the tablets of Zhao Feihong's master, Zhao Feihong's father and grandfather.
Zhao Feihong lit three sticks of incense, put them in the incense burner, came over and knelt down with You Mengzhe, and said in a deep voice: "Feihong was unfilial and made a big mistake. Fortunately, he found the Zhao family's blood and bones. From now on, he will be disciplined severely. The ancestors of the Zhao family are blessed."
Zhao Feihong's eyes were red, but You Mengzhe looked at the chicken on the altar table, drooling and his index finger twitching.
"Kowtow." Zhao Feihong said.
You Mengzhe kowtowed obediently, and after nine kowtows, Zhao Feihong paid homage to the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Feihong ignored him, got up and set the table to eat, and served the chicken that was sacrificed to the ancestor. You Mengzhe followed the chicken all the time. After Zhao Feihong cut it, Adjusted the dish sauce, served with rice, and the two of them ate.
Zhao Feihong didn't plan ahead, and You Mengzhe of course didn't dare to open his mouth. He wolfed down his meal and said with a smile: "It can be regarded as a meat dish..."
Zhao Feihong said: "What did that fellow give you?"
You Mengzhe said: "I have been eating purple stone milk for a month."
Zhao Feihong sighed, You Mengzhe stretched out his hand to pull it, but Zhao Feihong avoided it like a thunder, You Mengzhe was startled, and said: "Father, there are rice grains on your sleeves."
Zhao Feihong stretched out his fingers and dusted himself, and every time he made eye contact with You Mengzhe, it was very unnatural, avoiding his sight.
Don't be awkward and finished the meal, Zhao Feihong asked again: "Is it better?"
"It's okay." After You Mengzhe had a meal, Zhao Feihong's pure yang energy was on his body, and he finally felt completely at ease. Zhao Feihong said again: "Go to sleep when you feel better."
"By the way, father, my mother..."
"Don't mention her!" Zhao Feihong suddenly said angrily.
You Mengzhe looked at him expressionlessly, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. This guy fucked his mother ten years ago, then ignored him, and left him on Yuheng Mountain for another sixteen years. Don't say a word. Compared with You Gutian, it's not much better, they are both selfish.
In the past, You Mengzhe only felt that a new life was coming, at least there was a father who asked about his health and cared about him, but now that his wish has come to nothing, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Go to sleep." Zhao Feihong said casually, getting up to clear the table.
You Mengzhe went to boil the bath water by himself, and wiped his body indiscriminately. In summer, there were many mosquitoes, buzzing everywhere, and they patted and patted endlessly. Sitting in the room for a while, I was bitten out several pimples, got up and went out to find wormwood.
Passing outside the main room, I saw Zhao Feihong kneeling in front of the row of gods.
You Mengzhe looked at it for a while, then ignored him, went to the next room to get wormwood, expected that Zhao Feihong would not sleep with him again, so he smoked some in his room and his own room.
It's better not to have this kind of father... You Mengzhe thought of Zhang Yuanshan, and didn't know what he was doing now.
You Mengzhe was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He thought Zhao Feihong would play the flute or something, but there was no movement outside. In the middle of the night, You Mengzhe couldn't help tiptoeing up and went out to peek.
The courtyard was filled with silver light from the moonlight. Zhao Feihong was holding a sword in his hand and resting it on his own neck.
You Mengzhe was frightened and stupid immediately, wanted to swing a knife to kill himself? No need! Didn't I just ride it a few times, is it so serious
Zhao Feihong closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and exerted strength with his hands.
You Mengzhe: "!"
Zhao Feihong made another effort.
You Mengzhe: "!!!"
Zhao Feihong gritted his teeth and wiped his neck several times, but he couldn't do anything anyway.
Not long after, Zhao Feihong let out a long sigh, and stood lonely under the moonlight, like a hero at the end of his life.
You Mengzhe stared blankly and called out, "Father."
Zhao Feihong was shocked, turned around and stared at You Mengzhe, You Mengzhe said: "What's wrong with you?"
When Zhao Feihong lifted the sword, You Mengzhe was frightened crazy, and said immediately: "Father, what are you going to do!"
"Meng Zhe." Zhao Feihong's voice was full of unspeakable grief: "Father did what he did to you, and he has no face left in this world. Close your eyes, and in the next life, Dad will make up for you..."
You Mengzhe: "..."
He is going to kill me! You Mengzhe felt the crisis in an instant, he backed up and knocked open the door, and fell to the ground. Zhao Feihong's martial arts skills were excellent, and he had no chance to resist. If this guy got stuck in a blind alley, he might really kill himself!
"No!" You Mengzhe shouted hoarsely: "How can you do this! If you want to die, you die! I didn't know you were my father! It's none of my business!"
Zhao Feihong gasped and stared at You Mengzhe, his sword hand trembling crazily, You Mengzhe became angry in an instant, he kept on doing nothing, and cursed: "Zhao Feihong, you bastard! I just rode you to cure you of fire! You You want to kill me for failing my mother! You are a beast that is not as good as a pig or a dog! Come on! Kill me as soon as you can! Stab me to death with a sword! How does it feel to fuck me after your dick finished fucking my mother? Ah! You will also be a rat in the gutter in your next life, don't even think about being a human again!"
Zhao Feihong's face looked indescribably terrible under the moonlight, You Mengzhe stopped his voice, looked at him, prayed in his heart, quickly threw away the sword, covered his face and ran out crying... Hurry up.
After a long time, Zhao Feihong finally calmed down, turned around and left the room, and You Mengzhe heaved a sigh of relief with lingering fear, and climbed into bed, his heart fluttered for a long time and could not be calmed down, suddenly he felt very sad and very angry.
Ugh.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and it was already a little hot in April. Zhao Feihong set out breakfast on the stone table in the yard, boiled white rice porridge, and salted egg mustard.
You Mengzhe washed his face and came out, looking at him expressionlessly.
Zhao Feihong was given a heavy blow last night, he thought a lot about it, and greeted him, "Eat."
You Mengzhe sat down, Zhao Feihong picked up an egg and cracked it, and while peeling his son, he said, "Father has thought it through too, don't worry about the past. Be a good man from now on, be a man with integrity, and not be afraid of people around you." talk."
As soon as Zhao Feihong backed down, You Mengzhe screwed up instead, asking, "What about my mother?"
Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "Don't mention her again."
You Mengzhe: "Hey, old bastard, that's not what you said. Do you still owe me something?"
Zhao Feihong's expression changed in an instant, and his face turned ashen. You Mengzhe licked his lips and said with a look of beating: "You forgot what to say?"
Zhao Feihong got up to get the stick, You Mengzhe turned over and jumped out of the courtyard wall quickly, Zhao Feihong chased after him in a rage, the meridians sealed by You Mengzhe had been opened by You Gutian's zhenqi, and the marrow was washed by Zhao Feihong's pure yang zhenqi , he had recovered 80% of his kung fu, even though he was not Zhao Feihong's opponent, he climbed a few walls and drilled a few alleys, but he was still unambiguous.
Zhao Feihong chased him out and roared angrily, "You bastard!"
You Mengzhe stood at the corner of the alley and shouted: "Come on, old bastard!"
Zhao Feihong was furious, and You Mengzhe was full of demonic energy. He went out and pulled someone he didn't know and said, "You know, Zhao Feihong said he was my master, but he is actually my father... You see, he is coming to kill me." ! Help!"
You Mengzhe ran while yelling, Zhao Feihong hurried to catch up, and many people around were pointing and watching, You Mengzhe said: "If you dare to do anything again, I will expose that matter. Try it? Huh?"
The neighbors around here all recognized Zhao Feihong, burst out laughing immediately, stood like watching a play, and someone persuaded: "Your master is a good person, hey, why do you talk like that!"
You Mengzhe shouted arrogantly: "Everyone judges! He threw his son in the enemy's den for sixteen years, and now he has found it. He didn't even pay for anything wrong. He even wanted to kill me last night..."
There was an uproar around, Zhao Feihong hurriedly said: "Nothing! Don't talk nonsense!"
You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong with a rogue-like smile on his face, and Zhao Feihong really couldn't do anything with him, so he closed his stick and said, "Come back for dinner!"
You Mengzhe said: "Eat yours, who wants to live with you."
The neighbors all said that it was nothing, nothing, Zhao Feihong lived here for more than ten years, and it was a happy event to have an extra son, why did the father and son have such a hard time
Someone also said that Zhao Feihong had a stubborn temper, you and your father and son have the same virtues, if you talk about it, you will be fine and go back. You Mengzhe was a little loose after hearing this, Zhao Feihong said: "Come back, if you don't beat you."
You Mengzhe was still a little hesitant, Zhao Feihong said: "It's up to you." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the alley.
You Mengzhe felt sorry for him again, and the neighbors kept pushing You Mengzhe, meaning to calm things down and go back. It is common for father and son to quarrel, so You Mengzhe went home.
Zhao Feihong was holding back his anger, and he didn't know where to start his anger. You Mengzhe went back to sit down again, wary of Zhao Feihong's movements, and gave way when he saw him raise his hand.
"I said I won't beat you up, so I won't beat you up." Zhao Feihong said casually, "Eat it."
You Mengzhe still didn't listen to him. After breakfast, Zhao Feihong asked him to practice martial arts.
You Mengzhe didn't listen to him this time, and said, "Why do you practice the stick technique? You know it."
Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"
You Mengzhe said, "I'll go out for a walk."
Zhao Feihong: "Where are you going?"
You Mengzhe didn't answer, and went out for a stroll after dinner. Life in Ting County was leisurely, and most people worked for half a day and rested for half a day. You Mengzhe squatted under the big phoenix tree at the entrance of the alley to watch people fight crickets. Zhao Feihong frowned and watched from a distance for a while, but had no choice but to go home.
You Mengzhe just wanted to get back what he owed on Yuheng Mountain all these years, and he didn't want to practice martial arts with Zhao Feihong anymore. But he didn't have much money on him, he bought food with the leftover money from grocery shopping yesterday, and gambled a few times with the idle boy outside the teahouse, and his body was empty.
To seek money from the Demon Cult's property? No, he is no longer the young master of the Demon Sect, and it is serious to go home and seek Zhao Feihong's bad luck.
Zhao Feihong was writing letters at the desk, and You Mengzhe said as soon as he entered, "Old bastard, give me some money."
Zhao Feihong got up to hit him, You Mengzhe pointed at him and said, "Hey, a gentleman keeps his word, you dare to hit me?"
Zhao Feihong: "..."
"You..." Zhao Feihong was speechless for a while, You Mengzhe said: "If you don't pay me, I'll go out and yell."
Zhao Feihong was furious: "You just go! Get out of this door and don't come back!"
You Mengzhe said: "Cut, cheapskate. If you live in the capital, you will give me whatever you want. Zhang Yuanshan..."
Zhao Feihong said: "Since that's the case, you should recognize Zhang Yuanshan as your father!"
You Mengzhe shouted: "Damn! I don't want to be your son yet!"
Zhao Feihong got up, You Mengzhe was on guard, and fled after scolding outside the study.
You Mengzhe walked around the house, randomly took a vase in the room, picked a few calligraphy and paintings and put them under his armpits, and saw Zhao Feihong burning letters outside the yard, he was puzzled, he didn't know why he wrote the letter and burned it, he didn't dare Pass in front of him, turn around and grab the wall, and flip out from the backyard.
Zhao Feihong wrote a tribute to his late wife Yu Qing, took a deep breath, stood with his hands behind his back after burning the letter, knowing that You Mengzhe was taking revenge on him. Turn around and knock on the door of his son's room, intending to have a good talk with him.
"Meng Zhe?" Zhao Feihong pushed open the door, but You Mengzhe was not there, and he didn't know where he had gone, so he had to close the door and go out to buy groceries.
You Mengzhe swaggered, took calligraphy, paintings and vases to pawnshops in the city to pawn, estimated five taels of silver, thinking that this guy's things were quite valuable, so he took the money to drink tea and listen to books.
After playing all afternoon, after listening to the storytelling, I went to the bridge to watch cockfights. I met a few prodigal sons. You Mengzhe bought a cockfight for two taels of silver, and clapped his fists beside him to applaud.
"Go! Go!" You Mengzhe urged.
In the evening, the two chickens were fighting vigorously, winning one game and losing two games. You Mengzhe was feeding the chicken with a reed pipe, when a man's voice from a distance said: "Zhao Mengzhe!"
You Mengzhe changed his surname, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while. Someone next to him elbowed him and whispered, "Your father is here, hurry up!"
You Mengzhe realized it, and hurriedly stuffed the chicken to the guy he just met in the afternoon, and said, "Leave it there, don't make a fuss." Immediately, he patted the skirt of his robe, got up lazily and went over.
Zhao Feihong bought food and wine and asked him to go home to eat, intending to have a good talk and reconcile.
At the beginning of summer, the dusk was long and lazy, so Zhao Feihong set up wine and dishes on the stone table in the courtyard, poured wine for You Mengzhe, and said casually: "That year, your mother and I were drinking here at Yuanshan. Sixteen years."
"Hmm." You Mengzhe answered casually.
Zhao Feihong said: "Your mother's temper is also savage, now it seems that eight points have been passed on to you."
You Mengzhe just dealt with it, chatting with each other once and for all, Zhao Feihong sighed again, and said: "In two years, it will be martial arts again. Since you are not used to living in the mountains, forests and farms, you should practice martial arts well. By then Dad will accompany you to Beijing to try your luck."
You Mengzhe thought to himself, can I ask you to go to the martial arts? Zhang Yuanshan even accepted me as his son-in-law, even if it was because of your face, Yu Changqing has nothing to do with you, he is now a son-in-law. Can't you find him
You Mengzhe thought "Damn it" and said, "Okay."
Seeing that You Mengzhe was still absent-minded, Zhao Feihong seemed to have packed it up, so he talked about the past, roughly the time when he met Yu Qing, his impression of her, where he played, and what he said. But he didn't say a word about You Mengzhe's life on the mountain. The more You Mengzhe listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. Zhao Feihong only needed to say that I was wrong in the past. I didn't go to find you and your mother, so I apologized, and You Mengzhe was fine.
But Zhao Feihong didn't mean it all the time. After eating, You Mengzhe's eyes were red, and he said: "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep." Wiping his mouth, he got up and left.
Zhao Feihong only thought that You Mengzhe heard the old news and thought of his mother whom he had never met, so he nodded and said no more.
When Meng Zhe was tossing and turning at night, he heard the sound of a gentle flute coming from the yard, and fell asleep exhausted, feeling unspeakably lonely in his heart.
When Zhao Feihong got up the next day, You Mengzhe ran away without even eating breakfast.
"Meng Zhe?!" Zhao Feihong said loudly, "Where did you go?"
Zhao Feihong looked at it from side to side, but You Mengzhe didn't know where he went, so he had to go out to look for it.
At this moment, You Mengzhe is already in the west of Ting County, with a few martial arts secret books in his arms, and he is selling Zhao Feihong's little belongings, a copy of "Meridians", a copy of "Hidden Weapon Dismantling Hands", and a copy of "True Biography of Short Fighting". Selling it to a martial arts hall, shouting: "Would you like martial arts secrets? They are all good things, let's take a look."
The martial arts hall was full of young people, a martial artist recognized You Meng Zhe, choked up, and said: "Your father is not dead yet! This is his property! Be careful not to be beaten to death!"
You Mengzhe was not afraid at all, and asked: "Do you want it, the secret book, don't pull it down, I'll sell the one in the south of the city, don't talk about such nonsense."
Although Zhao Feihong is the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is only famous in the Jianghu. These martial arts halls are used by young people to learn martial arts. After practicing martial arts, they either go to the capital to apply for the exam, or seek a martial arts position in the local Jiangzhou. Because the martial artist only knew Zhao Feihong's martial arts skills, but didn't know his identity, he beckoned to You Mengzhe and said, "Come on, I'll accept anything that isn't expensive."
You Mengzhe said: "Ten taels for a book, thirty taels of silver, well, they are all broken copies."
The martial artist said: "I stole the money from you!"
You Mengzhe: "If my father sees it, he won't sell it. Look, here, here... the best martial arts..."
The martial artist flipped through a few pages, and seeing that they were all exquisite martial arts, he was startled inwardly, what a good thing! So I bargained with You Mengzhe, but I couldn't understand "Meridians", and the other two copies were sold for 15 taels of silver.
You Mengzhe went to play again with the money in his pocket.
For several days like this, every day when You Mengzhe got up in the morning, he went to idle around, and when he ran out of money, he would steal something to sell. Zhao Feihong didn't find any thieves. Zhao Feihong couldn't beat him with his hands, his temper was getting worse and worse, he didn't listen to the training, he couldn't beat him, he was really helpless, he couldn't watch him, he was clever and weird, he ran away without a trace, and couldn't even catch up with him .
"How long are you going to play!" Zhao Feihong scolded.
You Mengzhe said: "Tomorrow, tomorrow will definitely not go out, ah."
Zhao Feihong: "..."
The same promise has been repeated dozens of times, and You Mengzhe doesn't know where he learned it. There are so many tomorrows and tomorrows, and there is never a serious one. Zhao Feihong was so angry that his lungs exploded, he went back to his room to sit for a while, came out to calm down and wanted to say a few words of truth, and knocked on the door of Meng Zhe's room.
"Zhao Mengzhe!" Zhao Feihong said.
No one, You Mengzhe ran away again.
Zhao Feihong almost spat out a mouthful of blood, that's all, there was nothing he could do about it, he glanced at the sundial, and went out to collect the rent.
The Zhao family originally owned a few acres of Susukida in Ting County, and it was also a big family in Jiangzhou three generations ago. Otherwise, how could Zhao Feihong be knowledgeable and elegant? It's a pity that the family was unlucky a hundred years ago, and a prodigal son came out, ruining all the property of the family, and the rest of the family rented land and remained untouched. When it was passed on to Zhao Feihong, such a small amount of land was given to the tenants, and a meager rent was collected for a year to make ends meet. Otherwise, Zhao Feihong would not have the conditions to concentrate on martial arts.
As the Dragon Boat Festival approached, Zhao Feihong went to visit the fields ten miles away in Ting County, collected the rent and bought some glutinous rice, red dates and meat in sauce for making zongzi.
After collecting the rent, he passed by a martial arts gym in the south of the city, and suddenly heard a young man's voice in the courtyard, it was You Mengzhe.
""Subduing Demon Stick Method", "Sixteen Forms of Collapsing Mountain Palm", "Shadow Chasing Sword"...here, look." You Mengzhe said: "The one in the west of the city bought several copies for me, you don't want them, be careful of being kicked at the door in the future I don’t care if you find teeth all over the place.”
"There is still such a kung fu!" The martial artists were amazed.
The old instructor who opened the martial arts gym personally turned it over, took a sip of the bowl of tea, and said: "You make a price, and you are not allowed to sell it to other houses. We want it all."
You Mengzhe said: "Eighty taels of silver, buy it now. Those few books that you sold last time, have you practiced?"
Zhao Feihong: "..."
Zhao Feihong's lungs were almost blown out, he stood outside the alley with a livid face and listened for a while, You Mengzhe sold the martial arts secret book and came out, Zhao Feihong had already left the alley.
Zhao Feihong was trembling with anger that day. He inspected the study and found that half of the bookshelf was empty. He didn't notice it on weekdays! damned! I went to open the box again, and found that a lot of belongings had been dumped. You Mengzhe occasionally went to get books in front of his face, Zhao Feihong only thought that he took them back to his room to read, but he didn't ask, but he didn't expect to sell all the lonely books of martial arts!
Zhao Feihong's face was as dark as a door god, and he sat on the stone chair in the yard until the sun was setting and You Mengzhe came back with a full belch.
He said why he couldn't eat every night when he came back, because he was full of delicacies outside.
"Huh, didn't you cook?" After You Mengzhe asked this question, he walked straight over and went back to his room.
Zhao Feihong roared angrily: "Stop!"
You Mengzhe said: "What's the matter, wow, are you going to hit someone? I yelled."
Zhao Feihong raised his palm to hit him, his eyes were red and trembling, and he said sadly: "Meng Zhe, how did you become such a person?"
You Mengzhe said: "What's wrong with me..."
Zhao Feihong roared: "You actually stole things from your father to sell?!"
You Mengzhe said: "Isn't what's yours mine? I'm your son. How polite are you..."
Zhao Feihong: "..."
Zhao Feihong turned around to get the stick, You Mengzhe didn't forget to yell: "Hit me, hit me, just kill me, I just went to accompany my mother, when I ran away from home, I brought out my father's blood sword I didn't see what he said..."
Zhao Feihong was just trying to scare him, but when he heard You Mengzhe talking about his father, he was still thinking about You Gutian, so he was furious, holding his stick behind his back, and said angrily: "You want to recognize that guy as your father! Get out immediately!"
You Mengzhe was startled, Wujin Cudgel came to him with a strong wind in an instant, he subconsciously closed his eyes and turned sideways to dodge.
However, at the next moment, there was a light ding, and a gray figure rushed over, stood in front of You Mengzhe, and said, "Zhao Feihong, don't hit him."
The man flicked his finger at the Wujin stick, deflecting the stick slightly, Zhao Feihong was unprepared, and immediately withdrew the stick.
You Mengzhe opened his eyes and shouted: "Uncle!" Immediately afterwards, he threw himself into Yu Wenhong's arms and shouted: "Why are you back!"
Yu Wenhong held You Mengzhe in one hand, and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm back early."
Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "Let him go!"
Yu Wenhong let go of You Mengzhe, and You Mengzhe immediately hid behind Yu Wenhong, Zhao Feihong said coldly: "I discipline my son, you don't need to intervene."
"I won't intervene when you discipline your son." Yu Wenhong said: "But you are not allowed to beat him."
Zhao Feihong: "..."
You Mengzhe's savior finally came, he was a little dizzy with happiness for a moment, he grabbed Yu Wenhong to the side, hugged and arched, Yu Wenhong held a bag in his left hand, put the bag on the stone table casually, and said: "You are all right .”
You Mengzhe: "Why are you back at this time? Didn't you say it was August 15th?"
Yu Wenhong: "After learning the martial arts, I came to take you away. I promised."
You Mengzhe was indescribably happy, his heart was almost bursting with joy, there were too many questions at once, and he didn't know where to start. He hugged and patted for a while, and finally pushed Yu Wenhong to the ground and rode on his waist Between laughing.
Yu Wenhong sat up with support, and said: "Now I am powerful, and I can take you away." Then he pointed at Zhao Feihong and said: "Come on, hit me again."
You Mengzhe hugged Yu Wenhong's waist from behind, Yu Wenhong's eyes were shining like stars, he looked at Zhao Feihong with a smile, and gestured with his palms.
Zhao Feihong said: "You won, you don't need to fight to know that Zhao is no longer your opponent."
Yu Wenhong nodded and said, "Well, then I'll take him away."
You Mengzhe said: "No way, why can't I see it?"
Zhao Feihong sighed, and instead of going back to his room, he just sat on the steps outside the main room, watching them from a distance.
Yu Wenhong sat down again and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
You Mengzhe rode on Yu Wenhong's thigh, and said: "I haven't thought about it yet, come on, tell me about the things during this time, have you gone back to my mother's natal house? How is it there? Let's go to Canghai Pavilion ?”
Yu Wenhong made a gesture and said: "I have practiced Kung Fu for a hundred days on the top of the Tianzhu. I guess I can beat him, so I will come back to pick you up. Now the sea water is not going in that direction, and I have to wait until autumn to go back. Everyone told me, August 15th, let's go back together, the old Pavilion Master also wants to see you."
You Mengzhe said: "Can't go back now?"
Yu Wenhong waved his hand and said, "We have to wait for the dry tide, and we will go there next time."
You Mengzhe nodded and said, "Success, let me see you... why is it different from last time?"
Yu Wenhong smiled, his handsome appearance was not much different, but his gray robe was even more tattered and patched, as if he had been exposed to a lot of wind and sun, which showed that he had suffered a lot.
You Mengzhe said heartbroken: "How do you practice?"
Yu Wenhong said: "It's just a very tall pillar... Climb up and stay on it for a hundred days, don't be blown down by the wind... Well, you have to meditate to drive away distracting thoughts. You can't go there, it's too dangerous."
You Mengzhe couldn't help being moved, but also very distressed. He leaned in front of Yu Wenhong and looked at his deep eyes, which were clear, as if his internal energy had reached its peak.
Zhao Feihong said: "The Canghai Pavilion is really the most authentic martial art in the world. Zhao spent his whole life, but he couldn't get a glimpse of this exquisite place."
Yu Wenhong said politely: "You are also very powerful. I couldn't beat you before."
Zhao Feihong didn't know how to speak, but You Mengzhe felt that he was in the way here, and said: "Come on, come in and say, don't talk to him."
Zhao Feihong: "..."