After returning to the carriage, Nangong Xier asked, "Bai Yi, why do you think that Xiaoyaoxian is not a bad person?"
"It's my intuition. I always feel that the hatred he showed when he mentioned his master was fake." Su Baiyi thought for a while and said.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally nodded, "It is indeed possible. Even in Weilong Mountain, there is no definitive conclusion about what happened back then. Some people also say that Xiaoyaoxian was able to come down the mountain alive because Xie Kanhua was mediating."
"I'm hungry." Nangong Xier suddenly said lightly.
Su Baiyi and Jie Qingbuse looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They just wanted to go to a roadside inn to buy some steamed buns, but they didn't expect that they would meet masters who were above the limit of martial arts by just opening an inn.
"Forget it, forget it, you are out of luck." Nangong Xier stood up and said, "I will go around and see if I can get some food. You guys just drive the carriage forward and I will catch up with you then."
"Senior sister, you are alone..." Su Baiyi hesitated.
"What are you afraid of? After all, I'm about to reach a place of no return. Am I worried about going out alone to find something to eat?" Nangong Xier waved her hand and left without giving Su Baiyi a chance to speak.
"It's a bit sour." The man who abstains from love but not sex murmured.
"What?" Su Baiyi asked.
She shook her head again: "It's a bit sweet again."
Su Baiyi finally understood what was said this time: "What on earth is going on in your mind, monk..."
"They are all about romance." Jieqingbujielu proudly waved the whip, "Have you forgotten my Dharma name? My name is Jieqingbujielujie. Your sister is definitely worthy of the word 'lust'."
"I'm going to draw my sword." Su Baiyi said coldly.
"Forget it, forget it. I'm not as brave as you. You have to know that his father is Xie Kanhua." He shrugged, "Jun Yujian is Xie Kanhua, and his sword intent is the best in the world. What is sword intent? Killing desire! Xie Kanhua is not a Confucian scholar, he is a butcher!"
"My master rescued you from the Shura Field, and you still say this about him?" Su Baiyi said sarcastically.
"Yes, your master was able to rescue me from the Shura field. Those Shuras are afraid of him. Isn't he scarier than Shuras?" He said it with confidence that he would rather abstain from love than sex.
On the other side, after Nangong Xier left the carriage, she turned around and returned to the inn.
To her surprise, Zhou Zheng did not fight with Xiaoyaoxian, but sat there drinking.
The bodies of the robbers were scattered all over the ground. The two of them drank a glass each, enjoying the braised beef. Seeing Nangong Xier coming in, Zhou Zheng's eyes were a little dazed: "Junior sister, why are you back?"
Nangong Xier was also shocked: "I was worried that you alone wouldn't be his match, so I couldn't help but come back to take a look."
"Don't worry, Brother Xiaoyao is not a bad person." Zhou Zheng drank a glass of wine, "He is also a miserable person."
Xiaoyaoxian glanced at Nangong Xier and murmured, "Your name is Xier, right? Come over and have a drink. Your father and I are close friends, so you should call me uncle."
Nangong Xier looked at the corpses scattered all over the floor and almost vomited. She was not willing to go over to drink. She shook her head and said, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to see my father's head fall to the ground?"
"Yes, I do hate him. I hate the look in his eyes that day, just like those people. So what if he becomes a demon? As long as I can cross that threshold, everything will be worth it. But later, I realized that his look at that time was different from others. He didn't show disgust, but disappointment." Xiaoyaoxian raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "I disappointed him."
Nangong Xier looked at Xiaoyaoxian's expression, and her heart moved slightly: "Are you going to save him this time?"
"Save him?" Xiaoyaoxian let out a long roar towards the sky, then suddenly took a step forward and rushed towards Nangong Xier.
Zhou Zheng shuddered all over, and the drunkenness instantly dissipated. He swung out the Ni Lin sword and moved forward to stop the enemy.
“Brother, there’s no need.” Nangong Xier shouted, not moving an inch.
Xiaoyaoxian's folding fan gently touched Nangong Xier's brow: "Not bad, not bad, you have some of your father's style."
Nangong Xier shook her head: "I have never met my father. Even if I have style, I learned it from my mother."
Xiaoyaoxian raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I suddenly have an idea, and Mr. Zhou Zheng, please don't stop me."
The carriage was still moving forward quickly. Su Baiyi had been lying in the carriage with his eyes closed to rest for a while, but suddenly he remembered something and got up to ask the monk: "By the way, have you lived in Shanglin Palace since you were a child?"
"Yes. My parents were originally from Qianjiyuan, but were killed while on a mission. According to the rules of Shanglin Palace, all orphans are sent to Qingmingyuan for upbringing." Xie Kanhua replied, "Xie Kanhua and my parents are good friends. He didn't like Qingmingyuan, so he took me out and sent me to Xingluyuan to become a monk."
"Why not take him directly back to Wuyu Tower?" Su Baiyi asked puzzledly.
"Disciples from the Fourth Academy are not allowed to enter the third floor. This is the rule of Shanglin Heavenly Palace." Jieqingbujielu touched his bald head. "But Xie Kanhua said that the monks in the Criminal Law Academy are relatively honest. I am so cunning, I will definitely be able to grow up smoothly."
Su Baiyi smiled and said, "That makes sense. By the way, let me ask you a question."
"About Shanglin Heavenly Palace? About your master?" Jieqingbujiese frowned and thought for a moment, "Or is it about you?"
Su Baiyi said seriously: "I want to know, who is my father?"
Jieqing Bujielu was stunned and frowned, "Isn't your father Su Han? If your father is not Su Han, why did Xie Kanhua raise you and teach you the immortal book?"
"I thought so at first, but I met the man who killed my adoptive parents in Tianxiao Cloud Realm. He was the second master of Tianshu Hall. He said in person that my mother was Su Han's sister, Su Dianmo, the second master of Shanglin Tiangong." Su Baiyi said slowly, "And I didn't force him to ask, he said it himself, so I don't think he is lying to me."
Abandoning love but not lust thought for a while: "What you said really enlightened me. Indeed, Su Han had never had a favorite woman until he went to the South China Sea to fight the visitors from Yingzhou, and there was not even any rumor about him. You said that he created an illegitimate child like you out of thin air, which is indeed unreasonable. If it were the second palace master Dian Mo..."
"Is she married? Has she ever had a man she likes?" Su Baiyi asked hurriedly.
"The Second Palace Master Dian Mo is not married either. As for the man she likes..." Jieqing Bujie's pupils slightly dilated, "The entire Shanglin Palace knows about it."
"Who?" Su Baiyi asked anxiously, "Just tell me quickly."
"Thanks...thanks for looking at the flowers."