Cang Ji woke up suddenly, the sound of water subsided, and even his robes dried by themselves. He couldn't remember where he was, so he stared forward and listened to the loud voices around him.
Cang Ji was at a loss for two feet, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Hua Chang sitting on the side drinking wine and gambling dice. The proprietress did not look like what he had seen in Kyoto. She also wore a beaded grate, a pink skirt and white clothes, and the hibiscus was just like cardamom.
"Master made a special trip, and you will have to see the right person later." Hua Chang gambled with people like a flower, and she was familiar with Cang Ji's words and didn't know anything about it. She said, "The ones under him are all hard-to-handle masters, Li Rong is the only one, we have met in Beidi. You have never seen Jinglin before, it hurts to swallow the spring out of the sheath! Last time It's him who wants to take my sister."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw someone entering through the curtain, wearing luxurious clothes and elegant and demure appearance. As soon as she entered, Cang Ji suspected that she had recognized the wrong person, and this should be the Huashang seen in Beijing. When this woman opened her mouth, her voice was charming, very similar to Huashang's laziness hundreds of years later.
"Is it that Jing Lin who's 'quanyan dangerous stone, loose blue shirt'?'" She bowed to Cang Ji with a smile, and said, "I saw it last time, but I didn't dare to forget it for a moment."
"I don't want to forget anything." Cang Ji pressed his finger on the mouth of the cup, looked out, and the words poured out as if he had already remembered it a thousand times, "His brothers all look like wolves and tigers, how can he be better? go."
"It's really good." Lin Lang said, "It's far thinner than Na Li Rong, so it's not very human. But when I'm young, I don't think I'm in love, so I don't know the world."
"It's the most annoying thing like this." Cang Ji leaned back in disgust, took a panoramic view of the high platform, and said, "Looking at an adult, I still feel like a child in my heart. Black is black, and white is black. Bai, I don't know anything about changes or the world. If the Nine Heavens Sect really wants to negotiate, don't send him here."
"It's rare to see the master showing such joy and anger. Could it be that he has already seen him?" Lin Lang asked.
Cang Ji said immediately, "I haven't seen it before."
"I shouldn't have seen it before." Hua Chang counted the gold beads one by one and put them back in her embroidery bag, smiling until her eyes were crescent moons, "I have seen it!
However, Cang Ji lowered his eyes and opened the teacup, and said, "I am a hundred years older than him, so what can I do with him."
"Then you are still a hundred years older than Li Rong." Hua Shang wondered, "Don't you beat him to death?"
Linlang vaguely guessed Cang Ji's thoughts, so she stopped Huashang, and scolded: "You remember it clearly? Eat wine and talk less."
When the three of them were talking, they heard the stage suddenly rise, several times wider. The discussion in the four places stopped immediately, and there was silence for a while, all staring at the white marble platform. Yun Sheng and Li Rong walked up the steps together, handing over to the surroundings.
"Now the sea of blood is overwhelming, and there are demons in the east, west, north, south, and south. I have taken the lead in Jiutianmen, and I have been running around for many years to settle the great cause. In the early years, my confidants did my best and did not dare to take the lead, but now the situation is getting urgent, and everyone can't tolerate humility and excuse me. , we must launch a party to lead the fierce battle. Today, we will draw this Ming Jintai to meet the challenges of heroes in the world, and it is bound to be a winner."
"Their posts are popular in all directions, but everyone who has a head and face has come." Huashang Fuchuang said, "Only we are missing from the north."
"Jiutianmen is very ambitious, since it must be divided into high and low, it is determined to be the champion." Lin Lang speculated on Cang Ji's expression, and said, "But the master has lived in the north for many years, who does not know the name of Emperor Cang? The demons return to their hearts. , how can you bow your head under the mere mortals."
"It's not a bad thing to form a city to drive away the sea of blood." Cang Ji said, "It's just that all the forces in all directions are under the gate of Jiutian. I can't quit. Now the master of the Nine Heavens Sect, Jiutianjun, is recruiting talents widely. Although he has no biological sons, he has already accepted eight adopted sons. His thoughts have been revealed, and others are still planning a bloody battle, but he has already made plans. A hundred years later."
As Cang Ji said, he picked up the folding fan on the table and played with it, pressed it on his fingertips and pushed it away a little, stared at the person on the stage, and said, "Besides, there is only one dragon in the sky."
He just finished speaking, and he saw Jiu Tianjun sitting on the high stage from a distance, and the white robes on both sides were lined up in a row. Both Yun Sheng and Li Rong belonged to it, Cang Ji's eyes were sharp, and it seemed that even Li Rong had to step back, leaving the seat beside Jiu Tianjun vacant. The person who occupies this position is kneeling under the throne of Jiutianjun with one knee, bowing his head with his sword on his back, listening carefully to his father's orders.
When Cang Ji saw this man's back, he sneered lightly. But his eyes were entangled on his back for a long time, and he couldn't pull it away.
The man knelt for a long while, and when he got up, the white robe passed through the wind, turned and stepped onto the white marble platform. In an instant, the mountains were misty and the pines lifted, as if thousands of breezes were tied to his fingers, and Wanqing Songhaiju listened to him draw his sword. He stood alone on the stage, his eyes were indifferent and his face was cold and solitary. Regardless of the storm, everyone is watching. He raised his hand slightly, Yanquan slanted out of the sheath.
"I'm responsible for this stage alone." He said quietly, "If you don't accept it, please enlighten me on stage."
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar. You must know that all the people who come here today are well-known people, but with Yanquan Jianxiao, you can't see such arrogance!
"Shuzi is arrogant!" The crowd was furious, never thought that Jiutianmen would be so big, that only this person was dispatched, and he wanted to monopolize the Mingjintai.
Cang Ji suddenly laughed out loud, and he asked knowingly, "Who is this?"
Linlang also smiled: "It's that Jinglin."
When the tide started, pine needles hit the window. Seeing that Jinglin's expression did not change, Cang Ji was clearly arrogant and domineering, but he only hid the madness in his eyes and tried his best to maintain lukewarmness. Cang Ji couldn't help rubbing his joints, remembering something, and snorted.
"Pretend."
It was a few days after Jing Lin retired. Seeing him defeat the heroes alone, the gap between the brothers was even deeper. After he took a bath, he was admitted to the hospital, the food had been removed, and the pot was cleaned. Li Rong waited for him for a long time, and when he saw this, he stuffed him with a few gold beads and told him to go out to eat.
A few beads in Jinglin's palm turned, and he lowered his eyes and said, "It's okay if you don't eat it."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a growl in his stomach.
"Father has rested, and I should reward you tomorrow. I will have a good meal tonight. You have been on stage these few days, and the iron-beater can't stand it." Li Rong said and got up, seeing Jinglin looking over, he couldn't help Could it be, "Although I also want to accompany you, but there are so many visitors recently, I have to entertain Yun Sheng in the evening."
Jing Lin nodded and turned away. When he was about to step out the door, he heard Li Rong's advice from behind: "Mingjintai is huge, you are overpowering, and your words are arrogant. Don't put others in the eyes. Go out later and be careful."
Jinglin went downstairs in response, passed by one person wearing loose clothes, and went down the mountain with his sword on his back. Because of Mingjintai, the business of the inn at the foot of the mountain is booming, and the night market is full of people. There are no people of all types, and there are even a lot of monsters.
Jing Lin was holding the golden beads in his palm, and he saw a lot of food along the way. He was already well-known for his reputation of slaying demons and slaying demons, and now he was standing in front of the store, and there were people around him pointing and spying. Jing Lin was not worried, just walked away. Before he took a few steps, he looked back.
"You follow me." Jing Lin said, "Do you still want to teach me?"
"Listen to how arrogant he is!" A man behind him carried a stick, watching that he had come down from the south. He laughed at the people left and right, "If I didn't understand, I would really consider him a character!"
"The sword is famous, so it's not a character?" The sloppy monk in rags beside him touched the light scoop and said, "Could it be that there is some reason other people don't know about it?"
"It's natural." Poppi with a stick raised his voice, clasped his fists all over, and said loudly, "This person is the Sword Master of the Yanquan of Jiutianmen, the beloved son of Jiutianjun! He has always been in the name of eliminating demons and defending the road, but he has been in the middle for half a year. While traveling in the former Northland, in the name of eliminating demons, he molested the nine-tailed white fox under Cang Emperor! Such a shameless thing, do you dare to recognize it?”
Jing Lin pursed her thin lips tightly, her cold eyes covered with frost.
That Cang Ji turned away the lantern, drinking hot, and seeing the white from the window. He held his head and watched, and when he saw Jinglin's sleeves move, he knew that he had to do it. He immediately laughed and said to Huashang behind him, "People worry that he won't do anything, but he just hit the jackpot."
"It's not an exaggeration to slap him on the face of something that is so cheap." Hua Chang said angrily, "And Sister Human is the concubine of the grandfather! It's the rumors of their pickled stuff!"
"Look at it." Cang Ji's wine smell was scattered in the wind, "He should suffer."
"He's so capable." Hua Chang wondered, "Can he still suffer?"
Jinglin turned his palms to capture people, and he didn't even want to pull out his sword, for fear of getting dirty. He grabbed Popi, took a shot and kicked the man upside down, knocking him to the ground.
"Whoops!" The bastard rolled a few times, in great pain, "Jiutianmen is overpowering people, are you humiliating me in the street! It's a shame that you have the face to call yourself a defender, and you don't even talk about friendship! How is it, are you angry!"
Jinglin didn't say anything, the white robe flicked, and another kick. Seeing this man rubbing the ground while covering his abdomen, he knocked his head on the stone slab, and then a mouthful of blood splattered out. Jinglin holds his own identity, and clearly did not do anything heavy. However, he was paralyzed, causing the four people to open up the battle and start together!
Jinglin is not stupid, and knows that if he kills someone tonight, it will be justified or unreasonable. Moreover, he was wholeheartedly defending the Dao, and he was categorically unwilling to kill people. In the midst of the siege and attack, he copied several people from the opposite side with his bare hands.
A thorn whip was wrapped around Jing Lin's waist, and then Jing Lin was pulled up. As soon as Jinglin's feet left the ground, his body flipped over and he stood on the roof three or two times. People on the street immediately jumped up in groups and attacked violently. All kinds of weapons greeted him, and the mace whistled Jinglin's temples, and he turned to one side, and the machete behind him suddenly slashed down. Jing Lin jumped, raised his leg and kicked the opponent's chest, the opponent choked with blood and fell down. Then Jinglin slid his body and split his hands, and when he grasped the thorn whip, his palm was aching, he didn't even blink his eyes, and he was shocked. The strong wind slammed away, causing the other party to let go hastily, not waiting to escape, the outrageous spiritual wind had hit the person and fell to the ground with pain.
Jing Lin threw away the thorn whip, blood ticking between his fingers. He looked down at the crowd below with a cold eye, forcing them to retreat again and again. Jing Lin didn't say anything, turned his head and jumped off the roof and left. He walked a few steps, stopped again, and turned his head suddenly, his eyes so cold that the crowd around him shuddered.
The gold bead has fallen!
Jing Lin's fingertips pinched silently, starving to death. He usually didn't have much money when he went out, but as soon as he returned to the hospital, he was borrowed by Tao Di to gamble. At the moment, I can't even take out a copper coin, and I smell the sweet pastry on the side, which is fragrant, and I am more and more indifferent.
That Lapi monk suddenly stepped forward, with a shy face and muddy face, and said, "I'm so abrupt right now, I'm sorry, Young Master! Why don't we have some wine with us, and let's all smile and forget our grievances! In the coming days, they are all people from the Nine Heavens Sect. They are all running for the great cause of the common people, and I will rely on you for everyone!"
Seeing their flattering smiles, Jing Lin raised his chin slightly and gestured to lead the way.
Linlang pushed open the door and entered, but no one was there, only Hua Chang was the one who poked the wick. She asked, "Where is the master?"
Huashang said: "I just said that the wine was not full, and I went out again."
Jinglin buried his head in eating, and he ignored everything others said. The monk made a toast and said, "I don't dare to delay the important affairs of the son, so I just drink a cup of meaning. Tonight, I will wait for the eyes to not know Mount Tai, and I will also look forward to the son Haihan."
Jing Lin knew that it was not appropriate to resist too much now, and he missed his father's plan, so he took a drink. He ate the wine, but felt that it was not astringent but sweet, and it was greasy in the throat.
When he left the shop, he felt a little feverish on his body. From the corner of his eye, when he saw what the shabby monk had ordered, everyone stood under the eaves and looked at him as if he was watching a good show.
Jing Lin's heart was pounding, and the heat wave that burst into the air made his temples sweat. His spiritual sea was chaotic, and he should not be mobilized. He hurriedly brushed past the pedestrians, his breath became heavier, forcibly pushed a few people away, and moved forward in a daze.
Unexpectedly, someone stumbled under his feet and suddenly fell forward. The person who stumbled on him did not dodge or hide, but instead opened his arms and received a full embrace.
"Is the wine delicious?" he asked in a low voice.
Jing Lin wanted to push people, but his fingers were clenched tightly by him. Jing Lin raised his head with a sigh of relief, and in a trance, he saw that this person had a flat face, which he had never seen before. He couldn't help frowning, grabbed his hand and stepped back, but realized that the other party was unusually tall, a little taller than Li Rong, and it was easy to catch him.
"Eh." Cang Ji, with a straight face and a gentleman, humbly and politely supported Jinglin, raised his palm to reveal a few gold beads, "I saw you and someone went out for a drink, so I'll wait here. Is it yours?"
Jing Lin was sweating so hot, she said thank you in a low voice, and went to get the gold beads. But the other party suddenly raised his palm to prevent him from touching it, and Jing Lin made a confused "um" sound.
Cang Ji saw that his eyes were hazy, and he was looking at him with water and wetness. Cang Ji knew it well, but he bowed his head and whispered to Jing Lin, "Is it uncomfortable to see you?"
Jinglin's lips were flushed, and he sighed to Cang Ji: "Hot..."
Cang Ji was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm also hot, why don't we go to the heat to sober up together."