At around one o'clock in the afternoon, I did not wait for Meng Fan to visit me, but instead I received two strange and weird guests.
One man and one woman.
The man was in his early thirties, with a sallow complexion and a slightly sickly appearance.
He was slumped in a wheelchair, wearing a loose black cotton coat.
The style is antique and the fabric is old.
The woman is younger, beautiful in appearance, and has long hair shawl.
But there is a red peony flower tattooed on her delicate and fair right cheek.
It looks extremely weird and a bit creepy.
The two of them didn't bring any gifts. After getting off a modified Ford off-road vehicle, the long-haired woman pushed the wheelchair and the two of them walked directly to the living room.
I was in the kitchen defrosting the ribs and fish that I was going to cook that night, and I quickly walked out when I saw a visitor.
"One cup of green tea and one cup of black tea." Jingyue said to me: "Add two spoons of pure milk to the black tea."
I nodded and returned to the kitchen again.
This is the first time I have seen the method of drinking black tea with milk, but Jingyue has her own reasons for arranging it this way.
Then, I heard the man in the wheelchair say in a serious tone: "She is fooling around, and you are also fooling around? After all, you are also a junior uncle, why don't you know how to stop it? Do you have to let her lose her life?"
Jingyue sneered: "You mean you blame me for not keeping an eye on her?"
"Isn't it?" The man in the wheelchair asked back: "If you stop her, will she be able to use Kunlun's secret technique regardless of life and death?"
Jingyue confronted her and said: "You don't know what kind of temper Ling girl has? Do you think I can stop her?"
The man in the wheelchair suddenly raised his voice and said angrily: "Is this the reason why we can stop it? This means that no matter whether we can stop it or not, you have to stop it."
"What did the old man say when he took Lingxi away? Huh?"
"Even if Kunlun is destroyed, even if all the disciples die, Lingxi will be safe."
"That's how you ensure it for me?"
The man in the wheelchair said bitterly and sarcastically: "What a master of Kunlun, what a first heavenly spiritual master, what you say is like farting, you are a shameless villain."
"Bastard." Jingyue's delicate body trembled with anger at the man in the wheelchair, and she said with murderous intent: "Insult my master brother, insult my Kunlun disciple, Ye Qianshan, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
"You dare?" The man in the wheelchair looked fearless and even said with a smile of anticipation: "Come on, I really want to see if you can kill me."
"You are looking for death." Jingyue's eyes were cold, her Taoist robes were puffing in the wind, and her hands hanging on her abdomen were suddenly clenched.
The man in the wheelchair made no movement, and the beautiful woman behind him took a step forward.
"Three years ago, you and I had a deadlock. It was just right today, but we regretted it then." The beautiful woman moved her left foot sideways, her long hair flying: "It's a pity that this is not the foot of Kunlun Mountain. You, Jingyue, can't borrow Kunlun's luck.
, let alone the Kunlun treasure Taixuan Sword. In this case, what do you think there is a chance of defeating me?"
Jingyue said nothing, and the murderous intention in her body became even stronger.
What followed was a vain outbreak of fighting spirit, filling the living room with a biting coldness.
When I made tea from the kitchen and brought it out, I felt cold all over and my breathing was suppressed.
The pores all over my body felt like needles pricking me, and there was a dull pain.
I carefully retreated to the kitchen door and looked at the two people in the living room who were about to make a move. I was filled with fear and at the same time some inexplicable expectation.
Jingyue and the beautiful woman with facial tattoos are obviously not ordinary people.
In my opinion, Lingxi's method of shocking Ding Hao by shattering cups through the air was already the same as that of a deity. Not to mention that yesterday in heaven and earth, she used silver needles to cut off Chen Shaotang's legs.
That mysterious and mysterious ability really opened my eyes.
It also made me realize for the first time that in addition to the so-called martial arts to strengthen the body, there are such a group of "hidden" masters on the earth.
Just like the Jianghu heroes in Jin Yong's novels, their fingers can be like knives and their hair can cut wood.
However, the "war" I expected did not go as planned because Lingxi came out.
Her face was pale, her steps were frivolous, her eyes were dull, and she sat on the sofa in her pajamas and slippers as if nothing happened.
Reluctantly, Jingyue restrained her momentum and angrily sat on the sofa, lowering her head and saying nothing.
The tattooed woman looked respectful and retreated behind the man in the wheelchair, her eyebrows lowered and her eyes lowered.
I held two cups of tea and asked cautiously: "Master, this tea?"
"It was taken out and dumped." Lingxi raised his head sternly and looked at the man in the wheelchair and the tattooed woman behind him: "This is not the Ye family, it is not your turn to point fingers."
"Who gave you the courage to do something in my villa?"
"Think I don't dare to kill you?"
Lingxi chuckled angrily and said: "You are not welcome here, go back where you came from."
The tattooed woman did not dare to respond, as if she did not hear Lingxi's questions and warnings.
The man in the wheelchair said nonchalantly: "You are my sister, I don't care about you, who cares about you?"
As he said that, he turned to look at me and said, "Give me the tea."
I glanced at Lingxi and saw that she had no objection, so I sent the tea over with a polite smile.
The man in the wheelchair took the green tea, handed the black tea with milk to the tattooed woman, waved the cup and said, "Are you Suning?"
"Uh, yes, my name is Suning." I couldn't figure out what the other party meant, and I was a little confused.
The man in the wheelchair took a sip of the tea, smacked his tongue and said, "Don't boil the water when making tea, otherwise the taste will be ruined."
I blinked blankly, what the hell does this mean?
You don’t need boiling water but cold water to make tea? Can it be brewed?
"Oh, it's just playing the piano to an ox." The man in the wheelchair shook his head and said: "Lingxi saved your life and brought you from Taoshan Village to Zhongzhou. But you didn't follow the rules and caused trouble for her as soon as you came. You offended the Chen family, and it was a disaster.
She used Kunlun secrets to protect you. For a disciple like you, it would be no exaggeration to say that you are a broom star."
"If I were you, I wouldn't have the shame to stay here any longer, don't you think so?"
