One day later, the matter of Chi Cheng paying to kill Qingshan Jianshou came to an end quietly, and no one in the sect talked about it.
At least, that's the case on the surface.
The Law Enforcement Hall has strictly ordered Qingshan not to discuss the matter without authorization or else the sect will deal with it. The reason is that this matter will harm the reputation of the sect, so they suppressed it with a strong attitude.
As for Chi Cheng, a character destined to be miserable, he disappeared quietly. He was taken away by Chen Tingjun afterwards, and he has never been seen again. It is certain that he was expelled from Qingshan.
His cultivation was not abolished, and Chen Tingjun did not make a special trip to explain to Xiang Que. It was as if there was a tacit understanding between the two of them.
Xiang Que is right, Chen Tingjun will not make any mistakes in this kind of matter and leave any clues.
Originally, Chi Cheng was an Adou who couldn't be helped up, so there was no need to waste any experience on him.
From then on, there was no sound from the Houshan Presbyterian Hall, not even Chi Gong expressed any opinions.
Xiang Que is still Qingshan's junior uncle, and naturally he is still the swordsman.
Returning to Qingshan Sect again, Xiang Que was still lazily lying by the lake to rest. He said that he was really tired after running all the way.
But Xiang Que wanted to close his eyes and take a nap by the lake, but he couldn't stop himself. People always came to see him, the swordsman of Qingshan.
Ji Chang took small steps to the deck chair in front of the thatched cottage and said, "Master, senior brother is here to see you."
Xiang Que raised an eyelid of one eye, thought for a moment and said: "Can't he be more reserved? After all, he is Qingshan's senior brother. He came to the door as soon as the matter was over. He is really good at posture.
no"
"Then, do you want to be summoned?"
"If I didn't see him, he might have to stay outside and never leave."
After a while, Yuan Jue led Lin Chaoyang over. Xiang Que was stretching his waist lazily. The corner of his mouth twitched unconsciously when he saw his expression. In Lin Chaoyang's eyes, Xiang Que was simply practicing in a paradise.
What a shame in the world, he is so lazy and lazy, I really don’t know how he developed his skills.
Xiang Que yawned, groaned, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You promised me"
"Ah..." Xiang Que closed his mouth, returned to the recliner, crossed his legs and waved to Zhang Hengheng.
Zhang Hengheng walked over in a hurry, bent over and asked with a smile on his face: "Master, what are your orders?"
Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but angrily yelled at Zhang Hengheng: "You are Qingshan's third senior brother, don't make yourself look like a slave, okay?"
Zhang Hengheng straightened up and said to him in surprise: "Elder brother, I am a disciple of the master. Isn't it wrong to treat him with respect and respect? Is it possible that you still have to ask me to point at the master's nose and ask him, what are you looking for?
What am I doing here, let go of your fart quickly?"
Xiangfang nodded and said, "Then you are not far from death."
Zhang Hengheng spread his hands and said, "So!"
Lin Chaoyang opened his mouth and was speechless. He always felt that something was wrong.
Xiang Que had no intention of paying attention to him, so he said to Zhang Hengheng: "Teach your senior brother the sword fighting skills I gave you, and then take him aside to understand the true meaning of Qingshan Sword Formation. Before he understood the sword fighting skills, he
Don't bother me again."
Lin Chaoyang came up with a rush of breath, and his face turned red from holding it back for a moment. Zhang Hengheng stepped forward and grabbed him, saying: "Come on, Senior Brother, listen to me. The true meaning of Qingshan Swordsmanship in our practice must first be learned from
The sword fighting begins. When your wrist is stretched out, it will vibrate rapidly and apply a horizontal acceleration to the sword in your hand, thus..."
Lin Chaoyang was taken away, and Xiang Que closed his eyes again.
Lin Chaoyang approached Xiang Que to study Qingshan swordsmanship. He originally ordered Xiang An to talk to him about it. In the Qingshan Sect, you help me make up a lie and I will teach you how to throw out eighty or ninety Qingshan sword formations with one sword.
Lin Chaoyang originally wanted to refuse. Although he didn't have a good impression of Chi Cheng, he had to fabricate things out of thin air and secretly identify the opponent with Chen Cang. This was different from his philosophy of life.
But Xiang An told Lin Chaoyang something more, saying that Xiang Que himself told him.
"Your qualifications are a little lower than mine, but they are pretty good. When I take the position of Qingshan Sect Master, you will be the crown prince, no problem..."
That's why the scene where Lin Chaoyang jumped out in Qingshan Square before, even though he only had a few lines, played a finishing touch.
As soon as Lin Chaoyang was led away to learn sword fighting, Ji Chang came over with small steps, lowered his head and said: "Master, Master Zuo Peak is here."
"Invite me" Xiang Que stood up and straightened his collar. Of course he couldn't have this attitude when facing Zuo Qing. The other party must be one of his assistants in the Qingshan Sect in the future, both emotionally and rationally.
Make a gesture.
Zuo Qing wore a long skirt and floated over lightly with lotus steps behind her back. Looking at the spring scenery by the lake, she nodded and said: "I haven't been here for decades. I didn't expect you to create such a scenery."
Beautiful and pleasing to the eye, I can’t tell you are a wonderful person.”
Xiang Que looked at the few shoes scattered by the lake and in front of the thatched cottage in shock, the oil stains on the table that had not been wiped off, and the socks of an unknown person floating on the lake, and said: "You can still say that this kind of environment is pleasing to the eye.
, the scenery is beautiful? Shouldn’t the residence of a group of men be miserable?”
Zuo Qing looked at him angrily and said, "It's a compliment, can't you hear it?"
Xiang Que shook his head and said: "I can't tell. I'm most afraid of people complimenting me. That's what the weasel means when he pays New Year greetings to the rooster. He definitely doesn't have any good intentions."
Zuo Qing narrowed his eyes, leaned in front of Xiang Que and said, "Then do you know what I am worried about?"
Xiang Que smiled and said, "As long as you don't pursue my sexual desires, you can tell me whatever you want."
"What about the Enlightenment Tea?"
"How much?"
Xiang Que replied Zuo Qing's words so quickly that she was stunned. The other party's expression froze and she looked at him in disbelief.
Xiang Que continued: "There is definitely not more. After all, I only have one tael in hand. At most, I can give away about half of it to others, but you also know that good things have more wolves and less meat. I
I’ll give you two coins of Enlightenment Tea if you’re exhausted, but if I give you more, don’t open your mouth.”
Zuo Qing's shocked expression gradually came back, and he said slightly confused: "Shouldn't you find an excuse to excuse this kind of thing? You just gave me two dollars so easily, and you didn't even let me know.
Dare to take it down."
Zuo Qing did come to ask for enlightenment tea. She was even ready to let Xiang Que rip her off, but she never expected that the other party would give away two coins of enlightenment tea without any conditions.