When he saw Zhang Wuji again, the latter was with Yang Buhui, holding the latter in his arms and comforting him softly.
The two of them sat side by side by the window with their backs to the door and did not notice Su Yi's arrival.
Su Yi coughed slightly, Zhang Wuji froze, and hurriedly pushed Yang Buhui away and stood up.
When he turned around and saw that it was Su Yi, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
The master and apprentice met again, but never had a chance to talk alone. Zhang Wuji went to see Su Yi several times, but Su Yi was never there.
Zhang Wuji took everyone from the Ming Cult to bury Yang Xiao's body. Yang Buhui cried so hard that she fainted, so Zhang Wuji had to take her back to his room for easy care.
Yang Buhui had been sitting by the window blankly since she woke up, but now that she saw Su Yi, her eyes had a little more sparkle.
The look of hatred.
In her opinion, Su Yi was naturally the culprit for the destruction of Mingjiao.
Moreover, she had already guessed that Xiao Zhao was rescued by Su Yi. She had already figured out the plot of Su Yi sending Xiao Zhao as an undercover agent in order to destroy the Ming Cult. She also believed that this was one of the reasons why her father committed suicide.
She was convinced of this.
When a person suffers a major blow, he will always subconsciously find a spiritual sustenance so that he can hold on.
And usually the best spiritual sustenance is hatred.
Su Yi nodded to Zhang Wuji, looked Yang Buhui up and down, and suddenly said: "You want to kill me to avenge your father?"
Zhang Wuji was startled and immediately explained: "Master, my sister Buhui doesn't have this intention, and Uncle Yang's death cannot..."
"I want to kill you!" Yang Buhui interrupted Zhang Wuji bitterly, gritting his silver teeth, "Do you dare to say that my father's death has nothing to do with you?"
"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me." Su Yi smiled, "I destroyed the Ming Cult with my own hands. Although your father was not killed by me, his death did have a lot to do with me. You
It’s not wrong to want to kill me to avenge my father.”
"This...Master..." Zhang Wuji was dumbfounded and looked helpless.
This was what he had been persuading Yang Buhui before. He had been persuading Yang Buhui that Yang Xiao's death had nothing to do with his master.
But now that Su Yi said these words, all his previous efforts were in vain.
Su Yi didn't even look at Zhang Wuji, and said sternly to Yang Buhui: "But your martial arts are low now, so it's impossible to kill me. At least you have to learn martial arts well before you have a chance. Given the strength gap between you and me,
, if you choose the right martial arts and practice diligently, you may be able to pose a threat to me in ten years."
Of course this is impossible. Let alone ten years, give Yang Buhui another hundred years, and she will never be able to kill Su Yi.
But Su Yi's words gave Yang Buhui a gradually clear goal in her heart, and rekindled her desire for life in her grief-stricken heart.
She gritted her teeth and said: "Since you know that I hate you and I want to kill you, why didn't you just go with the flow and let the old thief Ni kill me and eradicate the roots?"
"Sister Bu Regret, Master is aboveboard and aboveboard and never disdains killing innocent people indiscriminately." Zhang Wuji said softly, "I told you before that you really blamed Master wrongly."
"If it weren't for him, how could the Mingjiao be destroyed? If the Mingjiao were not destroyed, how could my father commit suicide and become a martyr?" Yang Buhui cried out in complaint.
Su Yi smiled and said: "That's the truth, Yang Buhui, if you want to take revenge, you have to learn martial arts from a famous master. Among the righteous sects, there is only one sect that accepts female disciples, and that is the Emei sect, but if you want to come, you can do it
You won’t go to the Emei Sect even if you die, right?”
"If you want me to become my disciple, not only in this life, but also in the next life!" Yang Buhui said.
"Then you have no choice." Su Yi shook his head and said, "Except for Emei, the other major sects do not accept female disciples. Even if you go to a small sect, you will not be able to learn good martial arts. But you are still determined to do it for
If your father takes revenge - you have only two options."
"What can I do?" Yang Buhui asked subconsciously.
Zhang Wuji looked at the two of them with a strange expression, always feeling that something was wrong with the scene in front of him.
"First, you pester Wuji to see if Wuji is willing to teach you martial arts." Su Yi said seriously, "As long as Wuji is willing to teach you, you may not be able to outdo yourself and kill me, your master."
"Master, you...why do you have to joke about something like this?" Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, "Don't say whether I will accept a disciple or not depends on your consent. Even if I do, my Nine Sun Magic Skill will not be suitable for my sister Buhui.
practice."
"You are wrong!" Su Yi said, "If you teach her martial arts, you don't have to accept her as your disciple. You can also get married! In this way, you two will become a family, and you will naturally not distinguish between each other."
Yang Buhui also blushed, but stared at Su Yi fiercely without saying a word.
Su Yi continued: "As for martial arts, our Xiaoyao sect has too many martial arts. There will always be one that suits her. When the time comes, you can just pick one and teach her."
Although Yang Buhui was shy, he didn't believe that Su Yi would be so kind: "Are you really willing to let Wuji teach me martial arts to someone who has a grudge against you for killing your father? Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"
Su Yi sighed and said, "What else should I do? I, Mr. Su, am not big enough to tolerate a little girl like you, right? The reason why I asked Wuji to teach you is because I am afraid that you will make a mistake and go astray.
Your father entrusted you to Wuji before he died because he believed that I would never embarrass you. Even for this trust, I will never do anything to you."
Yang Buhui shed tears, still staring at Su Yi stubbornly, and asked: "You just said there are two ways, what about the other one?"
Su Yi pondered slightly and read four sentences.
"At the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, there is a tomb of the living dead; the couple of the Condor Heroes have disappeared from the world!"
He looked at Yang Buhui: "In the past, the Condor Heroes were invincible in the world. His descendants are still in the world today. If you can join the Ancient Tomb Sect, you may not be able to fight me in ten years."
"But the Tomb of the Living Dead has been closed for nearly a hundred years. Even if you go there, you won't be able to find the place and they won't come out to see you. Compared to the second option, I still hope you can marry Wuji..."
"Master!" Zhang Wuji complained, his face completely red.
"You must give up!" Yang Buhui suddenly shouted and ran out angrily.
"Sister Bu Regret!" Zhang Wuji hurriedly went to chase him, but when he thought that Su Yi was still there, he stopped again.
"Master, why did you say that to sister Buhui? She must never want to talk to me again!" Zhang Wuji complained helplessly.
"If you stimulate her more, she will be able to get over the pain of losing her father sooner." Su Yi said, "This is also for her own good."
"Really?" Zhang Wuji was surprised and happy, "It turns out that you have good intentions, master, but your disciple is too stupid to see it."
Would you mind paying it off if you saw it?
Su Yi smiled half-heartedly. In order not to let you miss your sisters, it’s not easy for me, Master...
"But Yang Buhui is most likely going to find the Tomb of the Living Dead." Su Yi said to Zhang Wuji, "If my guess is right, she will leave before dawn. Remember to give her a ride then."
Zhang Wuji said "Ah" and said worriedly: "Master, do you want to stop my sister Buhui? I really can't worry about her traveling alone."
Su Yi said: "Her martial arts skills are not weak, and ordinary thieves in the world can't do anything to her. In addition, she grew up in the Ming Cult since she was a child, and she is no stranger to those treacherous and deceitful things. She has no problem walking in the world. As long as she has grown up in the Ming Cult.
Unless you are too unlucky, nothing will happen."
"It's a good thing for her to leave this environment and us now, so that she won't be unable to get out after seeing things and missing people. By the way, prepare some dry food for her, as well as some sweat medicine and detoxification pills.
If you don’t have these things, ask your grandpa for them.”
Zhang Wuji nodded thoughtfully and sighed, "That's all we have to do."
Su Yi sent Yang Buhui to the Tomb of the Living Dead in Zhongnan Mountain. It was actually a casual move. If it worked, it would be good. If it didn't work, she would come back to find Zhang Wuji.
Su Yi's face straightened and he asked: "Wuji, what thoughts and intentions do your grandpa and the Mingjiao people have?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "They are all a little disheartened. They are determined to fight the Tatars from now on. They don't want to pay attention to the grievances and resentments in the world."
"But grandpa and the others are still willing to follow me, maybe because I helped them before..."
What Zhang Wuji said was also what Su Yi expected. He nodded and began to tell Zhang Wuji about his next arrangements.
Zhang Wuji suddenly received such an important task. Although he was a little surprised, he declined it twice and accepted it.
When it comes to major matters, his responsibilities are exactly the same.
Su Yi and Zhang Wuji talked at length all night until dawn. He tested Zhang Wuji's sword skills, fists and feet, and then let him go to see Yang Buhui off.
When he returned to the room, he found that Xiao Zhao had fallen asleep on the table.
Su Yi was a little annoyed at his carelessness, forgetting that Xiao Zhao had been sleeping with him all this time, and Xiao Zhao must not be used to it without him suddenly.
So he picked up the little girl and put her on the bed.
Xiao Zhao opened his eyes in a daze, smiled sweetly when he saw Su Yi's face, and called him "big brother".
"Go to sleep." Su Yi covered her with a quilt and touched her face.
Xiao Zhao nodded and fell asleep again.
Su Yi sat on the edge of the bed and began to meditate and rest.
On the other side, Yang Buhui really planned to leave without saying goodbye.
She left a letter for Zhang Wuji on the table and went out.
But as soon as he walked out of the yard, he saw Zhang Wuji standing under the moonlight with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Wuji!" Yang Buhui was startled, "You...you guessed that I was leaving?"
Zhang Wuji turned around, shook his head and smiled: "It's not me, it's my master. He guessed that you would definitely leave without saying goodbye, so he asked me to see you off... and he guessed it!"
"It's Su Yi..." Yang Buhui bit his lip, unspeakable complicated feelings welling up in his heart.
In fact, after thinking about it for most of the night, she no longer hated Su Yi that much, but the grudge in her heart could not be eliminated in a short while, so she still planned to go to the Tomb Sect.
She wants to learn martial arts and become a master of martial arts. No matter what she plans to do, it will be up to her.
Unlike now, you have to rely on others for everything you do. Even if you want to live, you have to ask for mercy from others to save your life.
Zhang Wuji handed the prepared package to Yang Buhui: "Master said not to let me persuade you, saying that it would be a good thing for you to go out for a walk."
"What is this?" Yang Buhui took the package and asked subconsciously.
"It contains some dry food and some silver. I also asked my grandpa for some necessary medicines such as Mongolian sweat medicine and Jiedu pills, just in case of emergencies." Zhang Wuji said with a smile.
Yang Buhui was startled and said quietly: "I remember when I was a child, brother Wuji sent me to Kunlun Mountain, and we depended on each other along the way. Although brother Wuji worked hard to take care of me, he would rather starve himself if there was anything to eat or drink.
You have to give it to me first. However, you are always careless and careless, forgetting this and forgetting that. You even forgot me in a ruined temple once, and you walked more than ten miles before you remembered me...
…”
Zhang Wuji scratched his head in embarrassment: "Do you still remember these things?"
"Of course I remember, I will never forget it in my life." Yang Buhui looked at Zhang Wuji with tears in his eyes, "Brother Wuji, in my heart, you will always be my biological brother!"
Zhang Wuji was shocked, and he forced a smile and said: "I, I have always regarded you as my biological sister."
Yang Buhui said: "Dad is gone. From now on, I will only have brother Wuji as a relative in this world. Brother Wuji, you won't leave me alone, right?"
"I, Zhang Wuji, swear to God that if I don't take care of my sister and protect my sister in this life, I will die a miserable death!" Zhang Wuji raised his palms and swore solemnly.
Yang Buhui laughed, wiped his tears and said, "Who asked you to swear again?"
She was as beautiful as pear blossoms and raindrops, and Zhang Wuji was stunned when he saw her.
Yang Buhui lowered his head and said softly: "Brother Wuji, the evil man must have asked you to prepare this package for me, right? You are not so careful."
"Master told me." Zhang Wuji came back to his senses, "But sister, master is not a bad person."
"I said he is, he is!" Yang Buhui snorted.
Zhang Wuji sighed and said, "You really misunderstand Master. In fact, he is really a very good person."
"I don't believe it!" Yang Buhui rolled his eyes, "Why don't you tell me about him. The better I understand him, the more confident I will be in my revenge in the future."
"Ah? Do you still want to seek revenge from Master?" Zhang Wuji said with a bitter face, "Sister, if you don't regret it, Master really..."
"You want to say that he is a good person, right? Then you have to tell me what's good about him!" Yang Buhui said angrily. She grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm and walked down the mountain, "Let's talk as we walk.
.”
"Well, it all started when I was in an unknown snow valley. At that time..."
Zhang Wuji told Yang Buhui about his past with Su Yi and sent Yang Buhui down the mountain.
At daybreak, he had not come back yet.
But Su Yi woke up early.
After using up the early dry food that Xiao Zhao had prepared for him, he told Xiao Zhao to pack his things in the room and stop running around, and then went to find everyone in the Ming Cult.