Jiang Yang came closer, whispered to Chu Ling'er, pointed at his head, and glanced at the fat man named Qian Xin.
Qian Xin, who was sitting across the table, raised his head when he heard the words, put down his bowl and came forward: "Master, Senior Sister, what are you talking about?"
"..." Chu Ling'er smiled awkwardly and waved her hands, indicating that it was nothing.
"Master, what should we do? How about... let's kill him?"
Chu Ling'er looked at his master Jiang Yang again, made a knife-like gesture on his neck with his hand.
The meaning is already obvious!
Just give it to Qian Xin!
Just dig a hole and bury it to save trouble.
Jiang Yang shook his head: "It is against the law to commit murder. I will negotiate with my master later. It is best to send him down the mountain."
"good."
After finishing a bowl of gruel, wipe your mouth casually with your sleeve.
Jiang Yang asked casually again: "Where is Cui Ru? Why didn't you see him?"
Cui Ru is now the person Jiang Yang pays close attention to.
Not one of them.
The next competition with the Giant Bear Gate should be in these days.
Jiang Yang didn't want Cui Ru to have any problems during this period.
By the way, I miss him so much after not seeing him all day.
Chu Ling'er was listening, feeling sad.
On weekdays, I never see Master ask me a question.
Could it be that Master likes...men?
A terrible idea suddenly came to Chu Linger's mind.
Otherwise, there would be no way to explain his repeated displays of kindness, and the master would pretend he didn't see it.
"Ling'er, I want to ask you, where is Cui Ruren?" Jiang Yang saw that the little girl was silent for a moment, and poked her with a finger.
"I guess you are hiding away and reading the poems that Master writes on weekdays, right?"
"?"
In the following time, Chu Ling'er told Jiang Yang in detail about her education of Cui Ru in the morning, and also said that Cui Ru shed tears of regret.
Jiang Yang listened and nodded secretly.
A scholar.
It is reasonable to be interested in some poems of later generations, and then compare them with others and feel ashamed...
There shouldn't be any accidents, right?
There will definitely be no surprises!
Jiang Yang thought of this.
——
Afternoon.
Chu Linger went to the waterfall to practice Tai Chi.
The girl performs Tai Chi in a stylish and interesting way.
Qian Xin had a crazy face and hid aside to peek.
"Doesn't it look good?"
Suddenly, someone spoke.
Qian Xin was startled. He turned around and saw that it was his master Jiang Yang. He immediately showed a plump smile: "Master, this disciple is admiring the heroic appearance of the senior sister, not stealing..."
"No need to explain so much, they are all men, I understand." Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows and gave a very understanding expression.
Qian Xin was overjoyed, his smile reached behind his ears, and he was ready to continue peeking.
But, what follows is a big fight.
Qian Xin was slapped on the back of the head and almost knocked out his lunch.
Jiang Yang grabbed Qian Xin's ear and came to a secluded place with a stern expression: "Qingyuan Temple does not accept outsiders. Where did you come from? I, Qingyuan Temple, have done my best to let you have lunch.
."
"Farewell, Master, I sincerely worship at Qingyuan Temple, you will accept me after all."
Jiang Yang snorted coldly, casually took Qian Xin's pulse, and touched his whole body again, and then waved his sleeve: "You have no spiritual roots, and your bones are extremely different. You are destined to be unable to practice in this life. If you can live to
Forty is considered a high point."
Qian Xin already knew that he couldn't practice cultivation.
But when he heard that he could only live to forty, the little fat man knelt down again and hugged Jiang Yang's thigh: "Master, you can't ignore me, I really..."
Jiang Yang lamented and patted his shoulder: "Brother Qian, the world outside is very prosperous. Your life has just begun. Go and enjoy your life outside. Enjoy it while you still have more than twenty years to live.
Now, don’t waste your time in this Taoist temple.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Xin cried even harder and had runny nose.
It took a long while before I regained my composure.
The little fat man sat helplessly on the ground, hugging one of Jiang Yang's legs and refusing to let go no matter what.
He said that he had not had a biological mother since he was a child and had not felt the warmth of home.
He said that his own father was a heartless and heartless man.
Since he was a child, he was either beaten or scolded, and he was never even given a full meal.
He ran away from home at a young age and traveled around the world, eating and drinking.
In the past few years, I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen clearly the warmth and coldness of the world, so I want to find a place deep in the mountains and wild places to live alone until I grow old.
It was not easy to meet someone who was right in his eyes. He just wanted to stay in Qingyuan and watch for the rest of his life. He could just do menial work and eat a bowl of rice while watching.
If he had never seen the little fat man before and heard these words, Jiang Yang might have believed him.
However, because of the previous incident, where Qian Xin took advantage of Jiang Yang to return to the mountain to get the leader's token, but he took away the case and the signboard, it was impossible for Jiang Yang to trust him.
Qian Xin, at first glance, seems to be a slippery person with many evil ideas and a flattering face.
You can't keep people like this!
After that, no matter how hard Qian Xin begged, Jiang Yang would not let go.
The selfless Jiang Xiaoyang!
As the sun approached sunset, Qian Xin patted his butt and walked down the mountain. Before leaving, he made a bold statement:
"Master, I will definitely impress you and senior sister! I will definitely do something earth-shattering! I will also definitely worship at Qingyuan Temple!"
After saying that, Qian Xin went down the mountain without looking back.
Jiang Yang, wearing a Taoist robe, stood in front of the mountain gate and shook his head helplessly.
——
Giant Bear Gate.
The residence of the leader, Xiong Wuwei, is an extremely luxurious courtyard.
When I first saw the bear's weakness, it was hard to imagine how such a lean, short middle-aged man could give birth to two sons who were over two meters tall and had a huge back and a strong waist.
unless……
He has a different colored hat.
At this moment, Xiong Wenli sat on the Taishi chair.
In the hall, a big man was kneeling, it was his eldest son Xiong Da!
"Father, this is what happened. These are the original words of Jiang Yang, the incoming head of Qingyuan Temple. Please ask father to make up his mind."
Xiong Da knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.
Just now, he told his father exactly what Jiang Yang said to him, and asked his father Xiong Weili to make up his mind.
Do you want to challenge the sect to Qingyuan Temple again?
Xiong Wenli held his forehead with one hand, his brows filled with deep thoughts.
He tapped his cheek with his index finger, and after a moment, he looked at Xiong Da: "What do you mean?"
Xiong Da handed over his hands: "In response to what my father said, I mean, yes. Qingyuan Mountain is a blessed place. If you belong to my Giant Bear Sect, Black Tiger Valley, Eagle Claw Sect and other sects, how dare you call yourself the boss?"
Xiong Weili didn't say anything, but glanced at Xiong Er who was playing in the yard outside.
He felt that he was under pressure that he should not have to bear at this age!
He Xiong Weili struggled all his life, worked hard and was a hero.
I just created this huge family business.
However, there are few heirs.
There are only two sons and one daughter.
The eldest son is reckless by nature, but lacks intelligence and poor qualifications.
In this life, the most you can do is reach the realm of refining gods.
If the sect is left in his hands, it will collapse within ten years at most.
The second son has excellent qualifications and was originally the hope of the sect.
It's a pity that I suddenly became a fool.
Above the two sons, there is an eldest daughter, who is mature and steady, but... has limited mobility and cannot easily come out to serve as consul.
"Let's discuss this matter later. Go and call your eldest sister." Xiong Wenwei waved his hand, having been overwhelmed by the last sect challenge in the past few days.
Not only was he accused of match-fixing, but he also lost ten bottles of elixirs.
Xiong Weili really didn't have the guts to accept this sect challenge again.