Chang Sihao and Qin Juexiang came out of the secret passage. The fog had already dissipated, the small building seemed new, and the morning light was like washing. They walked around to the front yard. The maids had also gotten up and were cleaning. When they saw Qin Juexiang, they quickly called to the others.

The sisters ran over, stood neatly in two rows, and saluted respectfully: "Your Excellency, the Five Virtues Divine Lord, my maidservants would like to pay your respects to you, old man!"

Chang Sihao was stunned when he heard this and thought: "Who is the Five Virtues God?"

Qin Juexiang scolded: "You are not making progress! Didn't I tell you last night? Now my nickname is Demon Lord!" The maidservants were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their bodies shook like sieves, and they all said in a flurry: "

The slaves are sleepy!" "The God of Five Virtues can't say enough good things about the slaves. The slaves are so used to shouting that they just blurt it out and forget it for a moment." "The teachings of the God Lord will always be remembered in the hearts of the slaves. It is still heaven.

Hello, Demon God." "I know my crime, please punish me!" "If you don't get beaten by the God for a day, my whole body will feel uncomfortable!" Usually if you make a mistake, you will inevitably get a whip from him. Occasionally, your words will be smooth.

His intention might be avoided, so all the maids trembled and tried to figure out what he wanted to say.

Qin Juexiang said: "I am happy today, and I will spare you! Go and prepare a set of clothes for me!" When the servants heard that they made mistakes today and were not spanked, they were happy in their hearts, but on their faces they looked regretful that they were not spanked.

, the two maids left after saluting, and another maid flattered him: "The god is still magnanimous, better than the Five Virtues Divine Lord!" Qin Juexiang listened to the music, then thought: "Isn't the Five Virtues Divine Lord also me?" He scolded.

He said: "Fart!" The man with a stupid mouth shrank his neck and became silent.

Qin Juexiang snorted again, then turned around and said: "Brother, come to my room and sit for a while. After I finish changing my clothes, let's have dinner together." After saying this, he felt that he was used to talking again.

There was a bit of an order in it. I felt a little embarrassed and added: "How about it?"

Chang Sihao nodded and followed him upstairs to sit down. Qin Juexiang went to the inner room and came out soon. He was still wearing the same set of red clothes. Chang Sihao looked carefully and saw that although the two sets of clothes were of the same style,

Now this set is new. Seeing his confusion, Qin Juexiang explained: "I have thirty sets of these clothes, all of them are the same." Chang Sihao asked: "Do you like the style of this clothes very much?"

"Yeah." Qin Juexiang went into the inner room and took out a sandalwood square box, opened it, and took out a small red dress. The style was exactly the same as what he was wearing, but it was shrunk several times. He said, "Look, this is what my mother was wearing.

It was made for me when I was young." Chang Sihao thought to himself: It turns out that he wore this dress to miss his mother. He played with the little dress and looked at it, and said: "This dress is tight on the inside and loose on the outside. It looks like a baby.

Hongdie looks so heroic and elegant when she wears it. I think that before she gave birth to you, she had the image of a little warrior in her heart." Qin Juexiang nodded thoughtfully and looked at the little dress for a while.

, then put it in the box and put it away.

There was a sound on the stairs, and the maids entered the room with trays and placed the dishes. One maid took the tray away, and two other maids stood beside them to serve the two of them. Qin Juexiang held his chopsticks and asked, "Why are they all vegetarian?"

He replied: "Today is the ninth day of August, the anniversary of the death of the fifth master. The uncle ordered the cook not to touch the meat." Qin Jue made a sound, was stunned for a moment, and said: "In previous years, I was the one to remind you, why this year, I forgot

Already."

Chang Sihao said: "You are only thinking about how to tease Mr. Chen, so you have ignored this matter." Qin Juexiang smiled: "Chen has a big beard and is leprosy...hehe." Chang Sihao said: "Brother Chen

You are very loyal to the Qin family. Even an outsider can see that. Brother, you seem to like to think the worst of people, which is not good." Qin Juexiang smiled evilly: "You are my brother-in-law, not an outsider."

Chang Sihao thought of Qin Ziyin's scene when he closed the window and remained silent. Qin Jue said: "Brother-in-law, my sister can't think about it for the moment. I think you two are a perfect match. Lovers will get married in the future." Chang Sihao said.

He smiled and said, "It's your grandma's fault. I seem to have heard someone shout one day: I don't want a black brother-in-law!" Qin Juexiang chuckled and said, "At this time, that time..." Chang Sihao pondered for a moment and asked: "Then

Do you know what kind of person Xiao Jinshiyue is?"

Qin Juexiang said: "I have only met him once, at the Hundred Swords Alliance's Sword Trial Conference four years ago. I was still young at that time and clamored to play with him. My father couldn't resist me, so he took me with him.

The Hundred Sword Alliance is extremely powerful. The sword test meeting was also crowded with people. Needless to say the martial arts people, it is said that the palace also sent people to observe. There were three of the four major stalls in Dongchang, which gave Alliance Leader Zheng enough face.

.The Sword Trial Conference is a holy gathering of martial arts. Regardless of the sect, as long as you have superb swordsmanship and pass the selection, you can enter the Hundred Sword Alliance, and even have the opportunity to enter the Sword Training Hall, which is the highest peak of swordsmanship in the world. At that time, I just wanted to watch the excitement

I don’t have much interest in anything else, so I just look for those weird martial arts figures.”

"It is true that Xiao Mansion in Jiangnan is a famous old swordsman, but that was decades ago. The decline of Xiao Mansion is well known to everyone. They have not participated in the Sword Trial Conference for many consecutive years. This time, people are here.

Everyone was obviously surprised. But they only came with two people, one was very young and the other was an old man, very shabby. The old man followed the young man with his hands lowered. Some people recognized him as Xiao Bobai, the old servant of Xiao Mansion.

He served his old master Xiao Yu Shiyan back then. People thought he died in the battle between Xiao Mansion and Tang Clan, but they didn't expect him to be still alive. The young man had no blood on his face and looked like a sick man.

He was thin, but was wearing a very large white gauze robe, with a palm-wide black border on the cuffs. He was carrying a luggage bag on his back, and an old and yellowed bamboo umbrella was horizontally placed on the luggage bag. He looked at people with a strange look, which made people laugh.

People are uncomfortable, at least it makes me uncomfortable. When walking in a crowd, it feels like he is the only person, and everyone else is pillars, stones, and lifeless things.”

Chang Sihao asked: "That young man is Xiao Jinshiyue?"

Qin Juexiang nodded: "Yes. At that time, everyone was very strange, thinking that he was Xiao Bobai's nephew. Otherwise, why would he carry his own luggage, while Xiao Bobai had nothing? But Xiao Bobai looked respectful to him.

But everyone can see that he must be his domestic servant. The first three shows were not good, and many people were watching, but he came on stage on the first day and won nineteen consecutive battles, every battle

He won them all easily, without resting in between. During the sword fight, he never took off his luggage. He only used the bamboo umbrella to deal with people. In the impression, no one seemed to be walking under his umbrella.

Pass two moves.

Later, someone said that he was not wielding a sword and should not be on stage, so everyone started to boo. He said nothing and just stood there coldly. There were people in the audience shouting loudly, but no one dared to go up and pull him off the stage. Xiao

Bo Bai said, "You all claim to be experts in swordsmanship. Don't you know that grass and trees can be used as swords? Furthermore, which of my young master's moves is not a swordsmanship?" Leader Zheng and the elders of Xiujian Hall

Jian nodded at that time and admitted that he was using swordsmanship, so no one said anything. The fight continued like this for more than twenty battles a day. Later, the people who came to the stage became more and more high-status, and almost all of them became famous.

Heroes, swordsmen or masters close to the level of swordsmen. Some of them were a little difficult for Xiao Jinshiyue to deal with, but he still won. The sword trial meeting became a stage for him to show off alone, and this situation continued.

It was not until Monk Biyun of the East China Sea came to power that there was any change."

Chang Sihao felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, and asked: "Who is Biyun Monk?"

Qin Juexiang said: "He is the uncle of Abbot Benhuan of Qianlong Temple in the East China Sea. He has a high seniority and a good reputation in the world. He is excellent in Qinggong. Once he wanted to visit a friend in Hainan and went to the edge of Leizhou Peninsula.

Due to the bad weather at that time, there were no boatmen to sail, so he walked on the water and crossed the Qiongzhou Strait. People said that Bodhidharma needed a reed to cross the river, but he was able to cross the sea without even a reed.

I don’t know how many times his skill is higher than Bodhidharma’s.” Chang Sihao thought to himself: “What does the sea look like? Although I know it, I have never seen it.” Qin Juexiang continued: “Biyun Monk’s Qinggong is extremely high.

, with an erratic figure and extraordinary swordsmanship, he also had the identity of a great sword. Perhaps out of compassion, he wanted to prevent the killing and robbery from continuing, so he struck without mercy. Xiao Jin Shiyue fell upon him as soon as he came up.

After losing ground, he fought for a few rounds and jumped out of the circle. Everyone thought he had given up, but he did not step down. He just took off the luggage bag he had been carrying.

He casually threw the luggage bag down the stage and landed on a jujube wood chair. With a squeak, the chair was smashed into pieces. Two men from the Hundred Sword Alliance went over to clean up, and one of them wanted to carry the luggage.

The bag actually couldn't be lifted, so I tried to move it with both hands. Then I moved it. I wanted to give it to the old servant Xiao Bobai. After taking two steps, the bag squeaked open and a whole bag fell out from it.

A piece of lead plate weighs sixty or seventy kilograms at least."

Chang Sihao was horrified: "Xiao Jinshiyue, who is carrying such a heavy lead plate, can win dozens of battles in a row. It is simply shocking."

Qin Juexiang rolled his eyes, as if remembering something: "I guess that big man must have felt strange in his heart and deliberately tore it open to see, huh. At that time, Uncle Xiao's face was white and he didn't look good, but for the sake of Alliance Leader Zheng, he was all angry.

You have to press it."

"In this way, Xiao Jin Shiyue turned over. Biyun Monk was faster, and he was faster. My eyesight was not good at that time. I could only see white shadows flying around on the stage, but no one could be seen. There were not even dozens of people.

After a few seconds, I heard a scream, something flew into the sky, and the figures separated. Xiao Jin Shiyue was holding the old bamboo umbrella in his hand, standing straight to the side, his face was still the same as before, as if

He was the only living person in the world. Biyun Monk knelt on the ground, his right arm holding the sword was gone, and the blood from the severed limb spurted out like mist. After a distance, he heard a loud thud, and a sword
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