Chapter 101 Nightingale’s Question
The Clay Bodhisattva still has some anger.
Many things that happened during these days made Jiang Shouzhong unhappy.
The old Zhang family was harmed by monsters, Zhenxuan Mountain tried to snatch the Daomen River Map, the lady from Yinyue Tower tried to test him, the brother and sister of the Zhou family provoked him for no reason, and they are currently being targeted by the Xichu Pavilion, and There will still be nine tests of Shuiyue Dream Mirror in the future... Even though he got many opportunities during this period, Jiang Shouzhong always felt depressed and unhappy in his heart.
Now even the hard-earned sword manual has been given away to others. Although it was done willingly, it was ultimately depressing.
But now there was another idiot threatening him.
The problem is that I haven’t done anything.
Purely baffling.
No matter how calm-tempered Jiang Shouzhong is on weekdays, he can't help but get angry at this time, and even wonders if his appearance is too great, causing everyone to seek bad luck.
Bang!
Now that the fist was out, Jiang Shouzhong stopped thinking too much and made up for it with another punch.
There is a saying recorded in the Baji Burning Sky Fist: punching is like the wind breaking the autumn cicada, and indecisiveness is the most taboo. When facing the enemy, do not doubt or worry; make decisions immediately and do not hesitate.
To put it simply: use your fists to speak for all truths!
Yang Zhongyou, who was hit by another punch in the abdomen, suddenly jerked up and seemed to be a little taller. His whole body seemed to be floating in the air, and then he fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Zhongyou curled up, even his screams could not be squeezed out of his throat, and thousands of bees seemed to be buzzing in his ears.
It stands to reason that Yang Zhongyou is also a monk at the level of Master Xiaoxuan. Although he was forced to lift him up with the help of medicine, if he really had a serious fight with Jiang Shouzhong, he could still get through a few moves.
The problem is that in his eyes Jiang Shouzhong is only a third-level martial artist, so he has no defense at all and does not bother to take precautions.
Who would have thought that Jiang Shouzhong, a sixth-year old man who had no moral ethics, would use Grandmaster Xiao Xuan's strength to launch a sneak attack.
As soon as Jiang Shou's sullen energy came out, he suddenly felt refreshed.
As for the consequences of beating someone up, he is not very worried. If the other party has a good background and insists on looking for trouble, the worst he can do is find Ran Qingchen. There is no shame in eating soft food. After all, I gave the other party such a valuable gift.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yang Zhongyou, who had finally regained his breath, had bloodshot eyes. After standing up, he suddenly pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Jiang Shouzhong. His glaring eyes were filled with thunderous fury, "You are so brave! You know Who am I? Today, I will——"
"Yang Zhongyou!"
Suddenly, a voice full of anger came.
But Ran Qingchen's figure appeared at one end of the corridor. It turned out that after Jiang Shouzhong left, she suddenly remembered what her grandmother had told him and forgot to tell him, so she chased him out.
The result was an infuriating scene.
She thought Yang Zhongyou had left, but she never thought that he would hide here to take revenge on Jiang Mo.
Seeing the appearance of his beloved goddess, Yang Zhongyou's momentum suddenly dropped by half, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Master Ran, you came just in time. This boy openly beat me, and also slandered you with words! Insulting you!"< br>
Unexpectedly, before Yang Zhongyou finished speaking, the woman who was still a few feet away suddenly appeared like a ghost, approaching her in an instant and quickly slapping her with her palms. Yang Zhongyou spurted out blood, and his body was like a kite with its string cut off. It flew straight up and hit the courtyard pillar, causing dust to fall off.
Ran Qingchen's beautiful eyes were cold, "Yang Zhongyou, do you really think that I, Ran Qingchen, dare not break up with your Yang family? If it weren't for the fact that your father was my father's best friend during his lifetime, how could I I will tolerate you until now!"
It would be okay if the other party only said the first half of the sentence, Ran Qingchen might believe it, but he deliberately made up something about Jiang Mo to insult her, and only this ghost would believe it.
Yang Zhongyou's whole head was buzzing.
When you were beaten, not only did you fail to seek justice, but was it your own fault?
Realizing that Ran Qingchen might have misunderstood, Yang Zhongyou struggled to get up. Every breath brought out blood, mixed with the sound of coughing. He pointed at Jiang Shouzhong with grief and anger, "Master Ran, he really hit me just now. Two punches, there is still blood on the ground, I won’t lie to you!”
Ryan Qingchen glanced at the blood on the ground and his beautiful eyes narrowed.
A third-grade martial artist punched a little Xuan Zongshi to bleed? Unless the opponent used the Seven Kills Sword, not to mention bleeding with one punch, it would not even touch the corners of his clothes.
But this blood...is Jiang Mo's?
But Jiang Mo didn’t seem to be injured.
Just when Ran Qingchen was confused, Yang Zhongyou, who was out of his mind, turned and glared at Jiang Shouzhong, "Boy, are you a man!? If you are a man, just admit that you beat me! Otherwise, I will give you a gift. Go to the Prison Department and let them interrogate you!"
However, as soon as these words came out, Ran Qingchen's expression changed.
Isn’t this a threat?
For a moment, she was extremely disgusted with Yang Zhongyou.
I really don’t understand how a man as upright as Uncle Yang could give birth to such a despicable and shameless son!
Just because he was scolded a few times, he vented his anger on an unrelated person. Does such a narrow-minded person deserve to practice swordsmanship? What future can there be in the future?
Ran Qingchen's tone was as cold as winter snow, "Yang Zhongyou, do you think I can't see that you are threatening him? Do you think that since your father is a court official, you can bully others at will? Look at this. For Uncle Yang’s sake, I kindly advise you: Don’t be proud of your family status and treat others as inferiors. God’s way is good, but you will be punished if you do evil!”
Yang Zhongyou: “?”
He opened his mouth and was silent for a long time, then suddenly felt a surge of sadness.
I feel like all the grievances and resentments I have suffered since I was born are not enough to break my heart at this moment.
“I’ll remind you again!”
Ran Qingchen said coldly to Yang Zhongyou, “Jiang Mo is an appointed member of the new hospital and has a special case. If you dare to retaliate against him, you will be a bad person. If it's a big deal, I will report it to the court!"
After that, he said to Jiang Shouzhong: "I still have official business to tell you."
The woman turned and walked towards the study.
Jiang Shouzhong followed.
Only the grief-stricken Young Master Yang was left alone in the wind.
......
Back in the study, Ran Qingchen apologized: "I'm sorry, actually I should have taught him a lesson more to vent his anger on your behalf, but after all, his father was my father's best friend during his lifetime. I..."
Jiang Shouzhong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Now you really misunderstood that Young Master Yang. I did punch him twice, but he also threatened me inexplicably."
Ran Qingchen frowned, Fangxin adds a little bit of annoyance.
This guy is still the same as before, trying to keep up his face for fear of being looked down upon. But this is normal. No man would show his weak and helpless side in front of a woman.
Fortunately, looking at the other party's complexion, it really doesn't look like he is injured.
Ran Qingchen sighed secretly and wanted to stretch out his wrist to explore the injury, but when his fingertips were about to touch the man's skin, he suddenly hesitated and took out a bottle of elixir and handed it to the man, "Take good care of your injuries, don't be afraid. He will be retaliated against. If he dares to bully you next time, don’t worry and use the Seven Kills Sword. I’ll be responsible for anything that happens.”
"Thank you."
Jiang Shouzhong took the jade bottle and didn't bother to explain. Since the other party wanted to cover him, it was of course the best.
Ran Qingchen remembered that he still had something serious to discuss, his eyes slightly lowered, and he whispered: "Grandma sent you a message, saying that she hopes you will come to Ran Mansion on New Year's Eve, and we can celebrate the New Year together."
Jiang Shouzhong was startled and looked in a trance.
He then remembered that the Chinese New Year will be here in a few days.
Time flies so fast. On New Year's Eve last year, Hong'er and Sister Ye were still around...
Jiang Shouzhong, who was in a depressed mood, declined politely: "I won't go. I don't like the excitement very much. It’s good to be at home. I want to say sorry to my grandmother and I will visit her again when I have time.”
Jiang Shouzhong still has a good impression of the old lady in Ranfu. "I'm afraid of Second Uncle and the others..."
"No, I really don't like to join in the fun." Jiang Shouzhong said with a smile.
Although the man concealed it quickly, the look of sadness in his eyes was still keenly captured by Ran Qingchen. Thinking that the other party was worried about being excluded by the people in Ran Mansion, he said softly: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, no one dares to Bullying you.”
“I really don’t want to go.” Jiang Shouzhong was determined.
Ran Qingchen was a little disappointed, but he no longer made it difficult for the other party. He thought about it and said, "Let's do this. I will take you to Ran's Mansion tomorrow. I feel that grandma must have something to say to you."< br>
“Okay.”
Jiang Shouzhong couldn’t refuse anymore and nodded in agreement.
——
Perhaps he was worried that the foolish Yang Zhongyou would continue to retaliate, so Ran Qingchen personally sent Jiang Shouzhong to the door six doors to make sure that the guy would not appear again, and his worries were relieved.
Ran Qingchen returned to the study and gently held the sword manual in his arms.
In a trance, I seemed to feel the warmth of my mother who was far away but still very familiar.
"Mom, you created this sword technique just because you wanted to practice it with someone. Unfortunately, you didn't get the chance to practice it in the end."
Ran Qingchen murmured to himself, "It's a pity that my daughter is not filial, so she has no chance to practice. Jiang Mo's talent is mediocre and cannot meet the requirements of Wushuang Swordsmanship. Since my daughter is his wife, there is no way she can go Find another man to practice with.
I'm sorry, mother. In the future, my daughter will find a pair of talented couples and give them the sword manual to impress the world with her unparalleled sword skills. All swordsmanship monks in the world understand that there is not only Yan Changqing, the sword demon, but also you, the unparalleled sword immortal Jiang Wan."
——
Jiang Shouzhong came home, only to find that the yard had been cleaned again. Pass. Even some broken objects placed outside the house were placed neatly and taken care of with great care.
Jiang Shouzhong was very puzzled. After thinking for a long time, he felt that only Wen Zhaodi was possible.
After all, after Zhang's mother passed away, she didn't need to stay at home all day. Maybe he felt that he was not good at housework alone, so he occasionally came over to help with the housework after mentioning it to Lao Zhang.
"It seems that there is indeed a lack of women who can take care of the family."
Looking at the empty cabin, Jiang Shouzhong had this idea for the first time, but he quickly put it to death.
Let’s wait until we get revenge for Sister Ye.
Emotional matters are the most troublesome.
Since there was no movement from Li Nanshuang's side, he didn't know if the case could be dismissed, and Jiang Shouzhong had nothing to do. After practicing Zhan Chun and boxing for a while, he started cooking.
It was already evening when dinner was ready, the sun was setting, and everything was hazy.
Jiang Shouzhong took out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and said to the air: "Senior Mengniang, I made some food, let's eat together."
A moment later, Mengniang appeared in the hut .
Looking at the fragrant food on the table, the woman said with a pretty face: "I have already taken Bigu Pill, so there is no need."
Jiang Shouzhong handed over the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Food is the foundation. Whether it is a human or a demon, it nourishes the essence, energy, and spirit. The days to come are still long, and you can't take that kind of elixir for a long time. It's bad for the body. It’s not good for the demon soul or even the skin.”
At this moment, the man’s smile was still so warm and innocent.
Mengniang, who was planning to refuse, somehow ended up sitting at the table and took the other person’s chopsticks.
The lamps in the house are dyed with a faint halo of yellow, like a melting moon, reflecting the warmth of this small house.
For some reason, Mengniang felt that this scene was a bit strange, as if the couple lived together in a simple hut, indescribably harmonious and warm.
The next year of getting along will probably not be like this forever.
Meng Niang suddenly thought.
She glanced at the man who was eating with his head down, and then at the food on the table. She thought for a long time and whispered, "If that's the case... that's not bad."
She She had no intention of getting married to Jiang Shouzhong, and not to mention the difference between a human and a demon. She had already given up on love and would not fall in love easily again. She just liked such a comfortable and warm atmosphere.
“The taste is average, just eat it.”
Jiang Shouzhong put some vegetables into Mengniang's bowl.
Meng Niang’s eyes flickered, and after thinking about it, she picked up a chopstick and put it into the other person’s bowl.
What is this called? Reciprocity?
Meng Niang suddenly felt something was wrong.
But seeing no reaction from the other party, she stopped worrying.
Jiang Shouzhong asked casually: "Why don't you ask about me and that girl Ran?"
"Not interested." Meng Niang lowered her head to eat.
Although women are monsters, their posture during meals is like that of a wealthy female family member, extremely elegant. When chewing food, there is neither haste nor procrastination, and every aspect of his behavior reveals a graceful attitude.
Paired with her floor-length skirt, she looks even more elegant, as if she is hearing the music in a silent place.
Jiang Shouzhong smiled faintly.
Good.
Very professional ethics.
Halfway through the meal, Mengniang suddenly frowned and said, "Someone is coming."
But as soon as she finished speaking, she said again: "That person seems to have left again. He must have noticed me. "
Come and go?
Jiang Shouzhong was confused, "Is it Mr. Yan?"
Meng Niang shook her head, "No, with Senior Yan's cultivation, it is difficult for me to sense his appearance."
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly Know who it is.
He stood up and said to Mengniang: "You eat first, you don't have to follow me."
After saying that, he ran out of the house.
After Jiang Shouzhong completely left Meng Niang's consciousness, a figure appeared in front of him.
Wearing a black robe and a bird-shaped mask, it is the Nightingale.
“Who is she?”
Nightingale asked coldly.
This tone is like going on a business trip, and when you come back, you suddenly find that there is a beautiful mistress at home.
And it's also silicone.
Thanks to Meng Nanming and Ye Zihuantian for their rewards
(End of this chapter)