Volume 2 The Wind Rises in Pingjing Chapter 83 The Smiling Tiger
A restaurant in the south of the city that had been closed for half a year suddenly reopened, and it remained the same, just a few more fresh faces, but unfortunately in this huge city, a few shops opened every day, and a few industries closed were not painful at all, Su Wen looked at the dull business upstairs, knocked on the pine corridor and said: "Old Shen, are you sure that this business can make money." β
"Don't worry, it's just time, you don't need to take care of the restaurant's affairs, this is five Kyoto household registrations, I asked someone to do it, just fill in your name." Shen Bancheng said unhurriedly, looking at those raw faces, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"You already knew. Su Wen said deliberately, he didn't say anything about Fang Yunqi and the others, but the other party prepared early.
"Secret, it's like I didn't ask you who the three of them were. Shen Bancheng shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent face.
"True, but there's one more thing I want to ask you. Su Wen suddenly lowered his tone, looked at the other party with straight eyes and said, "You really escaped from home." β
The Shen family's industry is all over Kyushu, even in the Southern Tang Dynasty has its own power, since ancient times, the word power and money are inseparable, the reason why the Shen family has stood for a hundred years, depends not only on making money, but also on knowing how to spend money, the Shen family in Moyang City is almost equivalent to the Chen royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the eyeliner it has built over the years is more complicated than his business route, it has been rumored that the biggest financier behind the pen pavilion is the Shen family, if such an information network can't find Shen Bancheng, unless he is dead, at first Su Wenzhen thought that the courtyard was mysterious enough, until the third brother told him that a few years ago the senior brother had gone to the Shen family to visit the old man Shen, only to notice a trace of conspiracyγ
However, Shen Bancheng suddenly laughed, without any concealment or even anger on his face, patted Su Wen's shoulder and said, "Old Su, I may lie about other things, but this matter is definitely true." β
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When I returned to the courtyard, I saw two people facing each other tensely, one was Qigui, and the other was Hua Xiangkun, who was full of murderous spirit and could not retreat.
Seeing Su Wen come back, Hua Xiangkun threw out a bloody head with one hand and spat out, "The Taoist priest who left the Dao in the south." β
"Like your efficiency, and nine. Su Wen said quietly, the southern departure is not inferior to the Taoist of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Northern Wei Dynasty Buddhism entered the Tang Dynasty, the achievement of the Liberation Temple, the Southern Tang Taoist to the north to the south of the Taoist, I can't think of even these pure-hearted Taoist priests can not resist the temptation to meddle in all things, next time is it time to replace the three Buddha Temple monks, the previous saw the merit monk who met the mountains and crossed the mountains, and crossed the water, said that he had gone deep into the abyss purgatory, recited Buddhist scriptures, and achieved the supreme golden bodyγ
Hua Xiangkun stood up, the lingering evil aura followed like a shadow, so frightened that Qigui hurriedly dodged, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and said: "By the way, I met a strange guy when I killed him, I have never seen the exercises and martial arts he performed, this time it should have been two heads, but as soon as he heard about Qinglan Buddha House, he was like crazy, and the master of the other Dao Sect was directly turned into blood by him, and his head was gone." β
"What a realm. Su Wen's eyes narrowed, and things didn't seem to be that simple.
Although he only had the first realm of Lichen, his palm technique was very strange, and his hands were as red as blood, as if a layer of skin had been withdrawn, revealing the flesh and blood underneath. β
"It's the bloody hand Qiu Dong. Fang Yunqi appeared behind Su Wen like a ghost, and Sen Ran said.
Su asked the ghost and screamed, glared at the other party with angry eyes, and said viciously: "Are you a fucking ghost? β
"I'm not that good, the restaurant is too stuffy, and besides, my task is to protect you, in case something happens to you, I won't be lost." Fang Yunqi said leisurely.
Su Wen's cheeks twitched, and he kept scolding in his heart, "No one is complimenting you." β
Fang Yunqi didn't notice the other party's displeasure at all, as if he couldn't hold the door, and continued: "Speaking of this bloody hand Qiu Dong, there are countless masters who died in his hands back then, no matter if you are a Buddhist King Kong or a Taoist real person, as long as you are hit by his blood and evil qi, you will be taught to die, and the kung fu of a cup of tea will turn into blood water." β
"Kick you out with more nonsense. Su Wen said coldly.
"You have to go, people are under the eaves, when Nan Chaxing came to me, I told you, compared to those guys who covet your supernatural powers, some people must die for you. Fang Yunqi said meaningfully, raising his eyebrows lightly with an indifferent expression.
"Fugitives?" Su Wen said stupidly, Hua Xiangkun didn't know what dumb riddle the other party played, but he didn't care who Qiu Dong was, as long as it was the Lichen Realm, it was enough, and turned to leave.
Fang Yunqi smiled, supported his cheek with one hand, and said slowly: "Your Qinglan Buddha House was taken from the three ghosts of the Huang family! Su Chengyun is really a good means, no wonder he wants to ask Daotian alone, although we are released from prison, but some people will not be able to get out of that bitter kiln in this life, hehe, boy, how do you feel after killing someone, I guess in the face of those magical powers at your fingertips, is there an impulse that can't be controlled, they are not lambs to be slaughtered, knowing that you killed the three ghosts of the Huang family, you will definitely not be able to sit still." β
Sure enough, the other party knew, in his sea of knowledge, the golden carp, and the dragon gate, Su Wen was silent for a moment, so those people did have a reason to kill themselves, the enemy is dark and I am clear, it is not a good thing, my body is not as bad as the King Kong of the Buddha Gate, and he was slapped coldly, and the one who died was called a happy one.
"You guessed wrong, I never took the initiative to kill people, but they just looked for death!"
A carriage swaggered through the market from Wudingmen to Yuandingmen, as if he wanted everyone to know that it was him who was sitting in the car.
"Are you stupid to be Qiu Dong? Without being completely sure, he will never make a rash move. Fang Yunqi leaned lazily on the car window, looking at the scenery outside the window, he had been trapped for fifty years, he had not changed, but this Fang Tiandi had changed his face drastically.
Su asked the old god to sit there, as if he didn't care about the other party's words, and after the carriage passed through the Yuanding Gate, he lifted the curtain and said to Qigui: "Go to the school." β
"Farewell. As soon as Fang Yunqi heard the word "school", his whole person tensed, and he hurriedly threw down a word and ran away.
The other party's grotesque Su asked has long been clear, the reason why the other party doesn't want to say, he doesn't ask, everyone has secrets, since he can't be open and honest, he should restrain his curiosity, this is very reasonable, since he met Chen Maochuan, it is such a rule.
The carriage drove all the way to the school, it seemed that there were people waiting for him everywhere he went, and the pomp and circumstance of today's school was definitely not inferior to the crowd of people when he entered the exam that day, because today Su Wen wanted to go to the teaching affairs to receive a fine of three hundred teaching sticks, and the nine people in the Hengyuan stayed at home, and the disciples of the Zongyuan were full of ambition one by one, and they couldn't wait to raise the stick with their own hands.
"Young Master, your popularity in the academy is really good, so many people welcome you. Qigui, who didn't know the truth, exclaimed, but unfortunately a pair of small eyes watched in the crowd for a long time, and he couldn't find the person he liked.
"Shut up. Su Wen snorted coldly and stepped out of the carriage, raising his body, even if he received the punishment, he was arrogant, and he couldn't cook it in the soup pot under this cheek.
On the high platform, the teaching stick was heavier than a stick, and the cheers below were also overwhelmed by waves, and even those who were still interested in it shouted presumptuously: "Brother Su, I will often come to the courtyard as a guest in the future!"
Su Wen gritted his teeth, panting for cold air between his teeth, and shouted angrily in the gap behind the stick: "The one who opened the mouth, Lao Tzu remembers you, and I will look for you next time." β
Wei Li in the crowd almost burst into tears, since his defeat to Su Wen, his prestige in the academy has been declining, and he has become ignorant of his blue-eyed teachings, and his heart is full of energy to take revenge.
Song Zhe, who had the same thoughts as him, turned pale, and the foundation that was injured by that sword had not yet recovered, Sen Ran sneered: "Su Wen, Fu Danyang left you a lot of surprises before leaving, but don't be crippled if you can't survive Dabi." β
The three hundred sticks came fiercely and went quickly, Su Wen walked off the stage with eight steps, licked his face and said to the disciples of the Zongyuan who were watching left and right: "It's okay, our body bones, even if there are three hundred sticks, it's okay." β
"Grandson, just now it was your favorite name, do you dare to leave your name. β
"Hey, Brother Song Zhe, why is your face not very good! Blame me for blaming me, it's not light or heavy, you must pay attention next time." β
"Senior Brother Wei is also here, you see that they are all old acquaintances, ashamed and ashamed, it's only three hundred teaching sticks, it's over just when you feel it, but it's not fun!"
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Su Wen walked slowly on his legs and feet, but his mouth was very sharp, it was originally a joke that everyone came to see him, but the other side of the sentence was pale, and then he hugged his fists and shouted enthusiastically at the countless disciples of the Zongyuan: "Everyone, you don't need to send it, if you really miss me, the gate of my Hengyuan is waiting for you at any time." β
"Bastard, who do you look down on?"
"You wait for Lao Tzu, and I'll look for you tomorrow. β
"It's really annoying to me, this bastard has a hard mouth, brothers, let's go to Hengyuan together tomorrow to see what kind of hospitality they have. β
Su Wen turned a deaf ear, his steps became more and more brisk, and he said to himself: "Go back, let Feng Xiu set up a strange gate array in front of the gate, and put the Jingmen in the thatched house, no, if you block the dung pit, the second senior brother should talk again, otherwise it will be placed in the bamboo house in the back mountain, where someone can reason with them." β
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In the fourteenth year of Tianxing, the frost fell, and the autumn wind began to rise, and hundreds of disciples of the Zongyuan on the high platform of the school gritted their teeth and scolded Su Wen for being despicable and obscene, but the teaching stick behind him fell vigorously and sank, and after a while, there were only bursts of ghosts crying wolf, and Du Changhe on the side blew his beard and glared angrily: "If you are against you, dare to do something to the old man, and beat me hard." β
Everyone in the audience didn't know why, they only knew that these senior brothers were still smashing the door in the courtyard with their front feet, and the back feet were all kinds of splendid martial arts exploding in the bamboo house in the back mountain.
Su Wen just left the crowd, and was stopped by several people, looking at the other party's eyebrows and eyebrows, the insolence on his face was clearly full of the word "finding fault", knowing that the comer was not good.