The late-night talks couldn't be settled, and today, apart from the chaos in Wanshe Island, there really was nothing major in the Wulin League. Jiang Su read the sword manual for a long time in the house, and discussed swordsmanship with Mu Yichuan for a long time. I can't wait to drag Mu Yichuan to talk all night in the house.
But sleeping with Jian Jian was really uncomfortable, Jiang Su didn't want to experience it again.
Fortunately, Sheng Hechen arranged a new residence for Mu Yichuan, and the embarrassment of hugging swords and sleeping together finally did not reappear, and there was no major incident in the Wulin League in the next few days. Until the 20th of the first month, the martial arts conference was finally held.
In the past few days, Jiang Su and Sheng Hechen have discussed several times on how to hold a blind date conference. The Wulin League has never held a similar event in the past. Sheng Hechen has no experience and does not know what to do. The lantern will be dragged out to do it again.
Not long after the 15th day of the first month, this year, due to the movement of Lingxi Mountain, the Wulin League has also been affected. The Shangyuan Festival League has not done the same as in previous years. Those lanterns and fireworks are still piled up in the warehouse, and they can be taken out for secondary use. , as for how to make this lantern festival different from the last yuan festival...
Sheng Hechen also thought about it. He decided to take some silk flowers that were used to decorate the pillars during festivals and distribute them to the young chivalrous men who had not yet married. If there was someone he liked, he would give the silk flowers to the other party, and the other party would naturally know about it. Mind.
As for what happens in the future, it all depends on the opinions of both parties.
Anyway, Jiang Su has no better idea. He feels that Sheng Hechen has done a good job. Once the plan is announced at the martial arts conference, there may be a lot of knights and women in pairs. He has already done it. Prepare, just wait for the moment when the red fate value skyrockets tomorrow.
But he was still wrong.
At the martial arts conference, Sheng Hechen and several seniors from Jianghu told the matter, distributed silk flowers, and made an appointment to gather together in the Jufu Building later, apparently to discuss the "invincible" issue, and discuss the sword The tentative date is tomorrow, then there will be nothing else to do today. Jiang Su doesn't have to go to Jufu Building to see the lanterns hanging high on the street, thinking that Mu Yichuan may have never seen this scene before, so he returned to the Wulin League. He brought Mu Yichuan out together.
He had nothing to do, and just led Mu Yichuan to stroll on the street, and Mu Yichuan had never seen this lively scene before, he seemed to find everything novel, Jiang Su could only curse Mu Yichuan in his heart Dad, look around to see if there is anything new.
He did see it.
There are several rivers running through the city, and there are boats and boats swimming in the river. Mu Yichuan seems to have never seen it before, so Jiang Su hired a boat, raised his eyebrows and went down the river. The sword was leaning against the bow of the boat, but he always felt... as if there were people peeking at him from all directions.
He frowned, feeling faintly that his plan seemed to have gone wrong somewhere.
It's been so long, and the popularity value hasn't changed at all. It seems that he hasn't even succeeded in matching a couple. This is somewhat wrong. Could it be that the time is too hasty and not enough for them to fall in love
Jiang Su, who was single until now, didn't quite understand the reasoning behind it. He could only shake his head, then turned to look at Mu Yichuan, but happened to meet Mu Yichuan's gaze.
Mu Yichuan didn't seem to be happy at the moment, he looked unhappy, Jiang Su really couldn't figure out what was going on, he was about to ask when the boat happened to be under a covered bridge, the boatman suddenly looked back and saw To the two, he said, "Jiang Shaoxia, I'm Zhou Kui, a disciple of the Seven Star Hall of the Youlong Gang."
Jiang Su was startled: "It's a pleasure to meet."
He had already seen the silk flower held tightly in the boatman's trembling hands.
No, Jiang Su felt very wrong.
"You and I met three years ago in the trial of the sword." Zhou Kui swallowed nervously, "I will never forget what you looked like that day."
Jiang Su: "..."
Zhou Kui held up the silk flower, wishing he could roar loudly to confess to Jiang Su.
"Jiang Shaoxia, I... I miss you so much!" Zhou Kui shoved the silk flower into Jiang Su's arms, sweating so nervously, "You... Would you like to be unrestrained with me! Wander around the world!"
Jiang Su: "..."
Before he finished speaking, a person on the bridge leaned out most of his body and shouted loudly, "What do you mean by this person!"
Jiang Su looked up and saw that this person was familiar, wasn't it Song Mo, the young owner of Zhujian Villa
"Just like you, how can Xiaojiang like you!" Song Mo gritted his teeth and threw the silk flower he was holding at Jiang Su with force, "Xiaojiang! I would like to accompany the entire Sword Casting Villa—"
His later words were drowned in the protests and shouting of more people.
Countless silk flowers were thrown from the bridge and fell on the boat one after another, while Jiang Su stood on the bow, in a trance.
He doesn't know most of the people here. What do these people like about him? face
Why are the young people in this martial arts so superficial!
and many more.
Jiang Su finally noticed the flaws in his so-called perfect plan.
According to the meaning of this system, only the top 100 people in Jianghu can be rewarded with Red Fate Points, but there are so many people in Jianghu, who can be ranked in the 100th, except for the old seniors who are in the 70s and 80s.
Young people who are still single in the top 100 in martial arts... can there be twenty
No wonder the day has passed! This red edge value has not changed at all!
unacceptable! Isn't this just forcing him to fall in love!
…
Jiang Su felt that he should be able to work harder, and he still had hope.
At least among the people he knew, the martial arts of Senior Brother and Sheng Hechen were definitely in the top 50, and Fang Yuanluo seemed to be in the top 50. If all three of them succeeded, it would be a 60-point red fate. The value, plus the ten points he already has, is not far from his goal.
At this moment, he just needs to have the motivation to break the boat.
Jiang Su finally raised his head and resolutely looked at his fans on both sides of the river.
"It's useless for you to give me flowers." Jiang Su said earnestly, word by word, "I, Jiang Su, are devoted to the sword, and have no time for children's affairs."
But Song Mo still didn't give up, he was still shouting loudly: "Xiao Jiang, it's okay for you to focus on the sword, I focus on you!"
Seeing Song Mo shout out such a scumbag, the boatman can't wait to keep up with him immediately.
"Jiang Shaoxia, it doesn't matter." The boatman said, "The mountain is not mine, I will come to the mountain!"
Jiang Su: "..."
Jiang Su's head hurts.
He could only take another deep breath and conceived an excellent way to reject everyone in his mind.
"I only like people with good martial arts." Jiang Su said, "I'm not interested if you can't beat me."
Song Mo: "..."
Boatman: "..."
Jiang Su took the sword in his hand and looked at Song Mo first.
"Master Song Shaozhuang is sincere, why don't you try it first?" Jiang Su said coldly, "Jiang will not be merciful."
Song Mo: "..."
In Jianghu, no one does not know how Jiang Su's name of the first sword came from.
At that time, Jiang Su was only fifteen years old. For the first time, he took the role of Zhishuijian to send out a battle on swordsmanship, and he easily won the first place. Xunjianghu's top ten seniors competed, and today, apart from the fact that the head of the Ran faction has been in seclusion for several years, Jiang Su has never met, the rest of them have become his defeats.
He can be regarded as a myth in the Jianghu for nearly a hundred years. If he is not merciful, who would dare to compare with him
"Xiaojiang, I have something to do." Song Mo took a step back, "Go back to practice swords first."
Three years, as long as you give him another three years, he will definitely impress Jiang Su!
The boatman also silently docked the boat on the side of the river bank, as if he had finally made up his mind to say goodbye to Jiang Su.
"Jiang Shaoxia, wait for me." The boatman said with hope, "I can definitely do it!"
After watching the crowd leave, Jiang Su took a deep breath and looked back at Mu Yichuan behind him.
Mu Yichuan frowned slightly, obviously not very happy. Seeing Jiang Su looking at him, he just frowned and whispered, "They all like you."
He should have found out long ago.
Whether it is Sheng Hechen's generation, or Song Moding, Yesheng and others, their feelings for Jiang Su are not simply friendship between friends. Like their father, they admire the elegance of Jiangsu's first beauty in all corners of the world. Yes, after spending so many days together, he had forgotten that Jiang Su was the number one beauty in the arena, and the only person his father thought could be worthy of the leader of the all-powerful demon sect.
He felt that his chest was tight, and the resentment he thought was too much jealousy of Jiang Su's friends did not dissipate, and even—
He looked down at his empty hands, feeling unspeakably sad.
He is not the right way in martial arts, and he has no silk flowers in his hand.
…
Jiang Su didn't understand why Mu Yichuan was so unhappy. He only thought that Yaxing, who was swimming with the two of them, was interrupted by this group of people who appeared out of nowhere. Mu Yichuan would inevitably feel unhappy. The trip to the plum garden was interrupted. Today, everyone was outside watching the lanterns. It was already dark. He thought that there should be no one in the plum garden.
He grabbed Mu Yichuan's arm and asked Mu Yichuan with a smile, "Brother Mu, do you still want to see plum blossoms?"
Mu Yichuan was startled: "What?"
"I'm going to buy wine." Jiang Su said, "See you in the plum garden."
Mu Yichuan: "But..."
Jiang Su had already turned to the shore, and Mu Yichuan stood there, watching Jiang Su's figure go away, slowly closing his eyes, thinking that he had been away from teaching for several months.
He was rescued from a serious injury under the falling snow cliff. He should have tried to contact the teaching center immediately and rush back as soon as possible, but he has been delayed here for so long, and so far he has never passed the slightest news to the teaching center. There is absolutely no way to avoid punishment.
Tomorrow is the trial of swordsmanship. He promised Jiang Su that he would replace Jiang Su as a disciple of the Zhishui Sword Sect, but after the trial of swordsmanship, it was time for him to leave here.
Good and evil have different paths, even if Jiang Su doesn't mind, this is definitely not a place he should stay for a long time.
Mu Yichuan still went to the plum garden. He found the rock that he used to enjoy the plum with Jiang Su last time. He sat down gloomily, and after waiting for a long time, when he saw Jiang Su coming with the wine, he jumped up on the rock with a smile on his face. With a smile, he said to him, "Brother Mu, I've thought about it, you haven't recovered from your injury, and you can't drink. Today's pot of wine, I'm afraid it will all be cheap for me."
Mu Yichuan was stunned, he couldn't help thinking of what Fu Wenxiao said, and subconsciously said, "But Doctor Fu said..."
Jiang Su raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mu, don't you think your words are a bit disappointing?"
After a pause, Jiang Su realized what he said to Sheng Hechen a few days ago.
Wait, he mentioned Fu Wenxiao's doctor's advice to Sheng Hechen a few days ago, didn't he also displease Sheng Hechen
Forget it, he already knew that Sheng Hechen was a little ambiguous to him, and it was not a bad thing to sweep Sheng Hechen's happiness. He could at least let Sheng Hechen see through it a little more.
Over the years, he has refused Sheng Hechen's offer of goodwill, and he does not know why Sheng Hechen and the others are so persistent. When he thinks about it, he feels a headache, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore, and sits down beside Mu Yichuan with the wine. Said: "When you recover, I will find you to drink together."
Mu Yichuan lowered his head slightly and said softly, "My father doesn't allow me to drink."
"You are already twenty-three years old." Jiang Su raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his heart, "Your father is too much in charge."
With only a few words of understanding these days, Jiang Su really didn't like Lin Fengnan's style. Now he only thinks that Lin Fengnan is a pervert with a terrifying desire to control and wants to hold his child in his hands all the time. , and he was very harsh on the children because of his own mistakes. If possible, he even wanted to help Mu Yichuan get rid of Lin Fengnan's restrictions immediately, but he looked at Mu Yichuan's attitude, Mu Yichuan respected Lin Fengnan very much, while other fathers and sons In the matter between, he can't simply intervene and force the two to break up.
He sighed and felt that this was a mess of bad debts, but Mu Yichuan did not refute his words. He was still in a bad mood. After a moment of silence, he said, "Jiang Shaoxia, I have been away from home for too long."
Jiang Su was startled: "Are you homesick?"
Mu Yichuan shook his head.
"If I don't go back for a long time, my father will send someone to look for me." Mu Yichuan said, "This is unnecessary trouble. After the sword argument, I should go home."
Jiang Su nodded: "Remember to tell your father the result of the sword argument, he will definitely look at you with admiration."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
There is no retention.
Yes, Mu Yichuan thought, they had only known each other for a few days. In Jiang Su's eyes, he should be just an ordinary friend who met by chance... No, maybe they weren't even friends.
"Jianghu is so small, we will meet again." Jiang Su reached out and patted Mu Yichuan on the shoulder, "Brother Mu, today's lunch is to say goodbye to you in advance."
Mu Yichuan closed his eyes and whispered, "I'm not Mu."
Jiang Su nodded: "I know."
Mu Yichuan is Lin Fengnan's child, so of course his surname is Lin, Mu should be just a fake surname, and even the name Mu Yichuan may not be real.
And Mu Yichuan felt that even if Jiang Su already knew about some things, he should tell him the part of himself that he concealed.
"I'm not called Mu Yichuan either." Mu Yichuan was uneasy in his heart, so he could only murmur in a low voice, "I am—"
Countless fireworks rose in the air, Mu Yichuan's voice was originally low, and all of them were drowned in the loud noise of the fireworks. Jiang Su's attention was also attracted by those fireworks. At one time, I thought this thing was pretty good-looking, but Mu Yichuan must have never seen it before. He sipped from the jug, turned his head and asked, "Have you ever seen fireworks?"
Mu Yichuan was startled and shook his head: "No."
"When Alliance Leader Sheng was preparing for the lantern festival, I saw that there were still a lot of fireworks left over from the Shangyuan Festival in the warehouse, so I asked him to take them out." Jiang Su supported his chin and said, "I didn't expect it to look good. "
Mu Yichuan was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked, "You are for..."
"I guess you haven't read it." Jiang Su said, "Looks like I guessed right."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
He seemed to understand something.
I can't complain that there are so many people who like Jiang Su. How can someone like Jiang Su be unlikable.
"The ancients paid attention to folding willows as gifts, but unfortunately the snow has not yet melted in winter, so I can't fold a dead willow for you." Jiang Su raised his hand, broke a plum blossom from the plum tree beside him, and handed it to Mu Yichuan. He smiled and said, "Talk to comfort."
Mu Yichuan took it in a daze, and held the plum branch in his hand, but he didn't know what to do. He stayed for a while, looking at Jiang Su's face, thinking of the silk flower in his mind, he couldn't help but stuff the plum flower back again. .
Jiang Su smiled: "Why did you give it back to me?"
Mu Yichuan was about to answer, but vaguely heard footsteps coming from behind him. He almost swallowed all the words he wanted to say, and hurriedly looked back, he saw Fang Yuanluo, the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, in the Plum Blossom Forest. Looking left and right, he seemed to be looking for someone. When he raised his head and saw Jiang Su and Mu Yichuan, he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been rescued. He hurried over with tears in his eyes, and flew over to hug Jiang. Su's arm, shouting loudly: "Jiang Shaoxia! Save me!"
Jiang Su: "..."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Mu Yichuan stared at Fang Yuanluo with a frown. He couldn't contain the inexplicable anger in his heart. He really couldn't understand why every time he was alone with Jiang Su, someone would always come out to interrupt them.
Jiang Su struggled to take his arm out of Fang Yuanluo's hand and asked, "Deputy gang leader Fang, what's the matter with you?"
"Jiang Shaoxia, I know that you and Fu Shenyi have a good relationship. Please teach me how to speak to make Fu Shenyi happy." Fang Yuanluo didn't want to let go, "I don't want to drink any more medicine!"
Jiang Su just remembered that in order to have the opportunity to get along with Fu Wenxiao privately a few days ago, Fang Yuanluo pretended that he had been drinking for many years and was inhumane, so that Fu Wenxiao could see him. Jiang Su felt stupid, but he thought that Fang Yuanluo was just pretending to be sick, but he didn't expect Fang Yuanluo to actually drink the medicine.
"You can't take medicine indiscriminately." Jiang Su frowned, "You seek medical treatment from him, wouldn't it be better if you don't take medicine?"
"I don't want to drink it either." Fang Yuanluo wanted to cry without tears, "Fu Shenyi is too dedicated, staring at me every day after decoction, so what can I do? It makes me feel good every day."
Jiang Su: "..."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Before he finished speaking, Fang Yuanluo sniffed, and a line of blood happened to flow from his nostrils, and it flowed down his people. It seemed very convincing, and Fang Yuanluo was familiar with the way and took it out of his arms. A handkerchief, wiped his nosebleed, and sighed deeply.
"He took my pulse today, and said that my pulse is not right, what's inside... The kidney fire is thirsty, and it seems like a new medicine has been prescribed." Fang Yuanluo said, "But I don't want to get angry again, you guys You know, man, getting angry, this is too hard!"
Jiang Su finally reluctantly opened his mouth.
"Fu Wenxiao is a genius doctor." Jiang Su said, "If you are really angry, he can tell."
Fang Yuanluo: "Then he gave me medicine!"
"Didn't he adjust it for you?" Jiang Su frowned, "The new medicine should be defeated."
"No." Fang Yuanluo took a deep breath in horror, "It's even scarier if a man doesn't get angry!"
Jiang Su: "..."
Mu Yichuan: "..."
Jiang Su covered his face, a little reluctant to speak.
He felt that he was completely puzzled by the style, and what Fang Yuanluo did... was more stupid than he thought.
But what else could he do? Fang Yuanluo's ranking must be in the top 50. Even if Fu Wenxiao is not good at martial arts, he is not even in the top 100, but if he can match Fang Yuanluo and Fu Wenxiao, he will have 20 points of popularity!
Jiang Su likes challenges, he decided to accept the challenge.
He looked up at Fang Yuanluo again, looking at the sloppy appearance of the deputy head of the beggar gang in front of him, and involuntarily came up in his mind the golden and jade words of love given by the system that he had read not long ago.
-Whether you are outside the world or you are dominating the world, in front of TA, you must show the contrast between your unknown and external image.
Contrast, the point is contrast.
He looked at Fang Yuanluo, who was unshaven and had extremely poor clothes, and then thought about Fu Wenxiao, a genius doctor who was neatly dressed and called cleanliness, and a perfect plan loomed in his heart.
The first step is to change Fang Yuanluo's external image, first shave this unsightly beard!
…
Jiang Su didn't want to use his own sword.
He didn't have any knives in hand, so he could only look at Fang Yuanluo and said, "You can help me if you want, but then you have to listen to me."
Fang Yuanluo felt that he had caught the last life-saving straw, so he couldn't stop nodding, and even wanted to pat his chest and swear on the spot.
"Fu Shenyi loves cleanliness." Jiang Su said, "You should shave your beard yourself."
Fang Yuanluo: "..."
"No, this can't be done, this one really can't be shaved." Fang Yuanluo began to shake his head frantically, "It's hard to do things without hair on your mouth, what if you shave your beard and don't agree with the public!"
Jiang Su frowned.
"I'm the deputy gang leader of the Beggar Gang! Shaving the beard doesn't fit the image of the sect, and I will be kicked out by the gang leader!" Fang Yuanluo raised his head in panic, "Is there any other way? The kind that doesn't move the beard."
Jiang Su: "...do you still want me to help?"
Fang Yuanluo nodded tearfully.
"There are always choices in life." Jiang Su said, "You want Jianghu or beauty."
Fang Yuanluo: "..."
Fang Yuanluo closed his eyes.
"Come on." Fang Yuanluo trembled, "I can't let go."
Jiang Su pressed Fang Yuanluo's hand and pulled out the dagger from Fang Yuanluo's waist little by little.
"Don't panic, Deputy Gang Leader Fang." Jiang Su smiled kindly, "I'll start quickly."