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Zuo Xiaoduo was so happy in his heart. Grandma Shi had moved in. Now they would live in the same yard. It was like having a super bodyguard to protect him. His sense of security instantly increased.
Although Principal Ye can provide protection, he is a busy person after all...
Teacher Wen just glared at me and beat me...
Besides, I was worried about Grandma Shi living here alone. Now that she has moved there, I feel at ease.
It's easy to think about things when you're alone. If you can't think straight...
Wouldn't it be terrible if there's no one around
In the villa.
Zuo Xiaoduo's yard is actually several acres of land, and the villa is in the middle.
Grandma Shi didn't want to move into the villa; she just wanted to live in her original small courtyard. After a discussion, several people decided to build a small courtyard for Grandma Shi, leaving a distance of more than ten meters between the villas.
Moreover, the ground where the small courtyard is located was raised a little bit, and it seemed that the height was not very obvious. A gentle slope was added all the way to the door, and the steps...
Ye Changqing and others were extremely meticulous and attentive, making every detail as perfect as possible...
They are even discussing how to use streamlines and curves to make the lawn look like flat ground...
Putting an old courtyard and a villa together should try not to make them look too different or too far apart in grade... This is not an easy job.
Grandma Shi didn't care about it at all and just let it go. She found a chair in Zuo Xiaoduo's yard and took a nap.
In the end, Ye Changqing and others made Grandma Shi's small courtyard look even more upscale than the single-family villa here, with winding paths and stone slabs laid out in the green grass. They also moved a lot of green bamboos around it.
The bamboos stretched all the way here, gradually getting shorter and shorter... and then bordered this side.
There are countless tall bamboos around the small courtyard, covering the mottled courtyard wall, leaving only a corner of the eaves exposed...
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren didn't even bother with the five captives that Wen Xingtian brought back. They were completely focused on their work here, and would occasionally fly a little further away to look around to see if there was anything that was annoying or inappropriate...
The two men had mud all over their bodies, hands and faces. They would gather together from time to time to discuss, point fingers, and then start working again.
Later on, I still felt something was out of place and out of harmony, so I simply came to ask for advice from Feng Shui master Zuo Xiaoduo. After getting his advice, I dug a hole on the west side of the yard, solidified the bottom and the surrounding areas, and instantly built a fish pond.
Xiang Kuangren followed and flew out. After a while, he moved a rockery and a pavilion with one hand, and with the other hand he was holding a huge plastic bag, which was filled with beautiful fish of various colors.
Finally, a small bamboo forest was moved around the fish pond.
The sparse shadows are slanting.
The sun was setting. In the small courtyard, the door of the room was open. Vice Principal Shi, dressed in military uniform, sat with his sword in hand, silently watching the two old brothers working for their family.
Busy all the time, covered in mud.
Discussing, arguing, moving, and building... so serious, so attentive, so meticulous, and so detailed, striving to make every aspect perfect and flawless...
Vice Principal Shi's serious face seemed to have a bit more gentleness...
Finally, finally, it's done.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren looked around and confirmed that there were no more mistakes, with joy and relief on their faces.
Grandma Shi, who had been sitting on the chair, finally woke up from her nap. She looked over with an expressionless face and suddenly said, "Today is also the day that Old Shi and I move into a new house... I'm going out to buy some food. Do you want to come over for a drink?"
The voice was very flat, with a hint of disdain.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren were stunned. They seemed to have heard it wrong and asked in a trembling voice: "Really?"
Grandma Shi said impatiently: "Just tell me whether you are coming or not."
"Come!"
Even a calm man like Ye Changqing had his eyes instantly red, and Xiang Kuangren even shed tears.
Since the death of Vice Principal Shi, it has been rare for anyone to come into this small courtyard, especially a few of them.
Today, they actually heard such an invitation. They were so surprised that they almost thought they were dreaming!
"Tonight, my brother and I will get drunk!"
Ye Changqing's voice was hoarse and he laughed loudly, but his voice was already trembling.
That evening.
Ye Changqing, Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, and several other Qianlong teachers were there.
Everyone was drinking and laughing in the small courtyard until late at night, and everyone was drunk.
When Shi Yunfeng was still alive, everyone was like this, often drinking in the small courtyard; drinking when happy, drinking when depressed, drinking when angry, drinking when bored, drinking when it rained and enjoying the rain, drinking when it snowed and enjoying the snow...
Today, it is still this small courtyard, but there is one less person.
At first, the dozen or so people were still chatting and laughing, trying not to talk about sad topics; but later, one by one, they could not help themselves and raised their glasses to toast Shi Yunfeng in the portrait, and their voices began to tremble.
A brother died, and I have had a glass of wine for twenty years.
Several people were toasting in the courtyard, and one person was sitting in front of a portrait.
"Sixteen brothers in life and death, floating and sinking in the Yin-Yang world; I still remember the days when Yunfeng was there, thunderbolts across the sky cut off the witch's soul; we roared together on the battlefield, and have not spared our lives for two thousand years; we wielded golden swords in front of the Sun and Moon Pass, and raised our descendants with hidden dragons and high martial arts; we spent our lives for the country and the people, and our good names shine through the ages; we pay tribute to our brothers twenty years later, and drink the wine for the housewarming ceremony to break our souls; we look forward to this day in our dreams, but we are choked with sobs and cannot sing..."
Ye Changqing sighed deeply: "Yunfeng... you are wronged. Big brother, I'm sorry..."
Suddenly tears streamed down his face, he tilted his head back to drink, but his breathing became unstable and he choked all over.
In the portrait, Principal Shi is sitting with a sword in hand, his eyes are gentle, and his head is slightly swaying in the breeze, as if he is drinking with his brothers.
Grandma Shi kept cooking and heated up the food when it got cold.
At the end of the drinking, Xiang Kuangren burst into tears and fell to the ground crying. No one could pull him up. He pounded his fists on the ground and just cried, but he would never say what he was crying about...
Wen Xingtian, on the other hand, just sat there straight, saying nothing, pouring glass of wine one after another.
Others' faces turn red after drinking, but not Wen Xingtian. His face turns blue after drinking, and the more he drinks, the bluer it gets. He sits straight and drinks all the wine he is offered.
In the darkness of the night, his livid face, coupled with his increasingly fierce eyes, were like two terrifying swords, sweeping everywhere!
The sword energy is overflowing!
As far as the eye can see, bamboo leaves are falling without wind in the bamboo forest.
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The morning breeze is mighty, blowing across the sky and earth.
After a night of drinking, it finally ended.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong were not qualified to sit down at the table in this drinking party. They were busy running around, playing the role of housewives, and even cleaning up the messy table. The scene was cleaned up everywhere, spotless.
At the beginning of the drinking party, Ye Changqing gave a strict order. I don't care what happens to your doghouses, but this small yard must be kept clean and tidy at all times. If there is any mistake, hehe...
The threat in the words was not concealed at all!
The two of them naturally shuddered with fear...
Ye Changqing and others had already gone back.
At this time, Wen Xingtian was the only one left, and he never left.
He sat upright, holding the wine jar in one hand and the wine bowl in the other. He poured a bowl of wine, raised it forward, and said, "Brother Shi Wu, please!"
Then he drank it all in one gulp; then he paused, as if thinking about something; after a few minutes, he poured another bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
After everyone left, there were eight or nine more wine jars stacked up next to Wen Xingtian!
The more he drank, the bluer his face became, and the fiercer his eyes became.
As Zuo Xiaoduo watched, his fear grew, and he didn't even dare to step forward to dissuade them.
Wen Xingtian sat there, like a sharp sword that shook heaven and earth, with light shining in all directions.
The evil spirit rises to the sky and the murderous intent is everywhere!
A sword energy shot up into the sky, shining brightly over Fenghai.
That night, just this one original sword energy was enough to make countless strong men in Fenghai City tremble in their hearts, and they dared not even breathe!
Granny Shi appeared at the door. Seeing Wen Xingtian sitting upright, she couldn't help but shook her head, sighed, and said indifferently, "Shiwan Tu! What? You want to resign? Don't want to do this job anymore?"
Wen Xingtian trembled when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly changed, as if he became alert in an instant and regained his senses.
Grandma Shi sighed and said, "Go back to class. Your students are still waiting for you."
Wen Xingtian's eyes slowly closed, and the sword energy that crisscrossed the heavens and the murderous aura that filled the sky quickly converged and disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.
"You are no longer a butcher of 100,000 people! You are Teacher Wen, just Teacher Wen. It's fine, but it's elegant."
Grandma Shi said, "Go ahead. I've moved here. You can come anytime from now on and have a drink with your fifth brother. I'll cook for you."
Wen Xingtian nodded silently, and suddenly stood up. A tremendous force surged from his body, and wisps of alcohol diffused in the air, making him feel drunk.
Finally, after taking a deep breath and exhaling a long breath, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, sister-in-law."
He took a step forward, and then he disappeared, without any trace.
Grandma Shi sighed softly.
Zuo Xiaoduo asked curiously, "Shiwan Tu, is that Mr. Wen's nickname? How strange."
"Nothing strange about that."
Grandma Shi shook her head calmly: "When Wen Xingtian was on the battlefield, he claimed that he would not rest in peace until he had killed 100,000 people... and he kept fighting like that..."
Li Chenglong smacked his lips: "So... did he kill him?"
Grandma Shi smiled and said, "If we calculate it by military merit, the number of heads has already exceeded it, and it is much more than that. After exceeding it, he got this nickname, the Hundred Thousand Slaughterers!"
She smiled softly: "When Qianlong was looking for teachers, they had to meet strict qualifications! Including Principal Ye, your teacher Wen, your Principal Shi and others... At the beginning, each of them was a pioneer on the battlefield. If it weren't for the damage to their origin..."
At this point, he smiled sadly and said, "When they came to Qianlong, they were at the same level as now; after so many years, they are still at the same level..."
Zuo Xiaoduo was surprised and asked, "The origin is damaged? Isn't it because of the injury of Principal Ye's heart meridian?"
Grandma Shi snorted and said, "The heart meridian was injured after reaching Qianlong."
"This group of people was the one who encountered the invincible Great Flood Wizard. They had an entire army of 12,000 warriors, and a deputy commander in charge... But the Great Flood Wizard just flew over and hit them with the Thousand Soul Hammer... Of the 12,000 people, 9,000 were killed on the spot... The rest had their essence damaged..."
"From then on, I could not make any further progress in martial arts..."
Grandma Shi shook her head and sighed.
"Otherwise, how could I come to Qianlong..."
(End of this chapter)