I'm the villain's mother.

Chapter 346 Talking After the Book (8)

Jiang Yingsi supported his forehead.

"Why not?"

Su Hu looked up with a confused smile.

"The other wines are bought by me with my own money. This one is different. This one was bought by everyone in Cuiyun Peak. Qingshe wine is too expensive. As long as the master is happy, the disciples of Cuiyun Peak are willing to pay for it." The power of the peak."

Jiang Yingsi moved his hand from the wine jar.

"Then what wine did you buy?"

Su Hu was drunk and said, "Of course it's Qingshe wine, and I'm not short of money."

Jiang Yingsi felt that even though Su Hu was drunk, his speech was still very orderly.

The thought of continuing to analyze with Mr. Song Zhu, now being manipulated by Su Hu in this way, there is no more left.

Jiang Yingsi nodded at Song Zhujun, and then looked at Huaiyu.

"You and Mr. Zhu go back first. I will take care of Su Hu. Let's go to the back mountain tomorrow."

The door was closed, Jiang Yingsi picked up the wine jar and took a deep breath.

"This wine tastes really good."

The moonlight shining through the window sills made the ground pale, Jiang Yingsi frowned, and couldn't help but think of the past.

In fact, when Yu Wushuang said those words, he had been listening by the side, and he probably knew what that little tiger would be.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and took a sip of Qingshe wine, the cool liquid flowed down his neck and into the skirt of his clothes.

He is the earliest disciple of Yin Yunfeng to enter the sect, and he is also the senior brother of all Yin Yunfeng's disciples, but that is also a matter of several years after he entered the sect.

I don't know what drove it, anyway, the disciples who came after him always have small wooden carvings given by Daoist Huimu.

At that time, he was very envious of Bu Zhuanqian having a little tiger, and because Bu Zhuanqian always showed off to him, he beat him up.

It was indeed his unilateral beating. When Daoist Huimu caught him, he was educated.He straightened his back, and no matter how he asked, he refused to say that he was wronged because of the little tiger he didn't get.

Fortunately, in the end, Master Huimu didn't ask any more questions, and just asked him to stay in the Siguo Grotto for seven days.

After that, Master Huimu also asked him to go to him, and asked him why he beat Bu Zhuanqian at that time, but he never said anything.

Even Daoist Huimu offered to make him a little tiger, but he refused.

Like so many times before.

"Master, you are busy with your affairs, so you don't need to worry about carving a little tiger for me."

He wanted it, but he pretended to be sensible and told the master that he didn't like it, and he didn't need it, so he turned around and left thinking he was chic.

Master Huimu didn't mention this matter again, and he gradually forgot what he didn't get as he grew up.

"Do you know how to drink? I gave you all the clothes to drink? Did you waste my money on purpose?"

Su Hu snatched his wine jar, and Jiang Yingsi withdrew from his memories.

As if he lost all support in an instant, he was lying on the ground half pushed and half pressed by his thoughts.He didn't understand what the suppressed emotion in his heart was, so he could only let it spread a little bit until it enveloped his whole body.

The wine jug thrown by Su Hu beside him made a 'clang' sound, and he fell into a dream regardless.

In the early morning of the second day, Mr. Song Zhu knocked on the door for a long time before Jiang Yingsi opened his eyes in a trance, looking at the faint morning light, he couldn't tell what night it was.

"Ying? Su Hu?"

When Song Zhujun's voice came, Jiang Yingsi responded, rubbed his stiff shoulders, picked up the wine jar beside him and put it away properly, then slowly got up and opened the door.

"How much did you drink?"

Song Zhujun looked at him helplessly.

Jiang Yingsi was still a little unconscious, froze for a while, and didn't answer.

Huaiyu has already gone in to wake up Su Hu.

"I also said that I went to the back mountain today and ended up so drunk, is that okay?"

Jiang Yingsi shook his head: "Wait for me, I'll come over after I wash up."

Song Zhujun patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, remember to change your clothes too."

In fact, it's just a matter that can be solved by a dust removal technique, but they have already gotten used to the life style of ordinary people, so they don't think there is anything wrong with it.

As a result, when Su Hushen stood aside refreshedly, Jiang Yingsi was still bathing slowly inside.

When he packed up and came out, the sun was shining brightly.

"Brother, let's solve it with a dust removal technique next time, okay?"

Jiang Yingsi nodded, and walked forward to join Song Zhujun.

The light shines through the leaves and hits their hair, and the birds in the mountains and forests flutter up, and the breeze blows, and the clothes flutter like clouds in the mountains.

After walking forward for an unknown amount of time, Su Hu looked at Jiang Yingsi and asked suspiciously, "Brother, do you really remember the way?"

After all, after decades, everything has become unfamiliar to them, so Jiang Yingsi really doesn't remember much, and just moves forward according to the feeling.

After walking like this for two hours, I managed to find the right place.

As we approached, the sky did change. The cloudless weather just now was exactly the same as that night decades ago.

Jiang Yingcai walked forward, stretching out his hand to protect several people behind him.

The closer it gets, the darker it gets.

Several people squinted their eyes and walked forward, finally seeing a ray of golden light.

Jiang Yingsi twisted the formula with his hands, and when the golden light dissipated, the raging wind in the forest stopped immediately.

In the silence, only the blades they stepped on wailed.

"Nothing? How come?"

Followed by a female voice behind them.

Several people turned to look, and Yu Wushuang was walking towards with a smile on his face.

"To be honest, this place has been so gloomy all these years. I thought there was something incredible in the magic circle set up by your master. How could it not be there?"

Jiang Yingsi frowned and said nothing.

When the rustling sound came, Jiang Yingsi's expression darkened, and he raised his sword and stabbed at Yu Wushuang.

While stepping back, Yu Wushuang said, "No, didn't I just say that there is nothing left in your master's magic circle? You don't want to kill me, do you?"

"do not move."

Jiang Yingsi opened his mouth, and Yu Wushuang also faintly sensed something was wrong, so he didn't move anymore.

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air sounded, as if it had pierced something, but the environment was too dark, and no one could see it clearly.

At this time, Huaiyu only felt the wind around him, and when he turned his head, Su Hu disappeared.

"Su Hu."

Jiang Yingsi came back to his senses and looked in her direction.

"What about people?"

Huaiyu shook his head.

Jiang Yingsi frowned.

"Background?"

Su Hu's voice came from behind him, and everyone hurried towards that direction.

Lying on the ground is the Houtu sword, and beside Houtu is a severed thorn branch.

The haze gradually dissipated, and the thorns on the ground moved.

"Mr. Lan."

As if struck by lightning, Mr. Song Zhu quickly stepped forward to pick up the half thorn.

"I forgot, Lan Jun is dead, you are her sister."

At this moment, Song Zhujun didn't have any intention to listen to it, so he hurriedly lost his spiritual power for the half broken thorn.

"Don't waste your energy."

　I seem to always forget that Xiao Jiang has only one arm
　　
　
(End of this chapter)