"Don't let your feelings play a role in things. This is not the only thing he did wrong." After the old magician finished speaking, he dropped his cigarette butt and walked towards the stairs.
Tengu raised his hand helplessly and said: "Let it go."
All Chen family disciples dispersed and retreated to both sides.
Jiang Yuezhong lowered his voice and said: "Gouer, I had no choice but to betray the Chen family. But you are different. You are married and have children."
"You not only have to think about yourself, but you also have to be responsible for your wife and children."
"So, stay in the Chen family well, serve Mr. Chen Xuan as your master, and don't have the slightest dissent."
"He can't do anything to me, but he can easily deal with you."
"I believe you have seen with your own eyes the fate of those who betrayed him over the years."
"Even if you become my enemy in the future, you will do it when you need to, and there is no need to be soft-hearted."
"If you still want your wife and children to be on the kang, and if someone burns paper in front of your grave after you die, just remember what I said."
Tengu said solemnly: "I understand."
The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "Then what should you do now?"
The Heavenly Dog did not hesitate, bowed his head and said, "The dog thanks Heavenly Master for his guidance and protection. We have different paths and do not work together. From now on, the road will turn towards the sky, and everyone will go to one side."
Jiang Yuezhong said with satisfaction: "You can teach me."
The tengu knelt on the ground, his eyes moist.
This bow is for Chen Xuanjun.
From then on, he had nothing to do with the old Taoist priest, and all ties were severed.
Vaguely, he seemed to see Jiang Yuezhong in Taoist robes teaching him martial arts in the back garden when he first came to Chen's house.
Amiable and gentle in attitude.
Compared to Chen Xuanjun's rigid and strict attitude, the Tengu at that time preferred to get along with this unruly and bad old man.
Listen to him about the stories on Daomen Mountain and talk about the women he has met.
Which one is beautiful, which one has a good figure, which one has a big butt can give birth to a son.
The words are funny and the atmosphere is relaxed.
Every time the Tengu recalls the past, he can't help but smile with joy.
And what he said: "The arena is not about fighting and killing, it's about human relationships."
Tengu memorized these thirteen words for thirteen years.
He is Chen Xuanjun's "gold medal fighter" who controls the peripheral dark forces, giving people a fierce and violent arrogance.
However, as wise as they are foolish, Tengu disguises himself very well.
In addition to Chen Xuanjun's various trainings, all this is inseparable from Jiang Yuezhong's earnest warnings.
If Chen Siye gave Tiangu a wealthy life with fine clothes and fine food, then Jiang Yuezhong was the leader on his life path.
Only the old magician dared to shout that "dog" sound.
He listened cordially and chatted heartily.
But in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to hear or talk to you anymore.
Tengu stood up lonely and squatted at the door of the teahouse.
Under the night, the cool breeze blows.
He was holding a cigarette and seemed to be blinded by the wind and sand.
In the private room on the sixth floor, Chen Xuanjun waited for a long time.
When Jiang Yuezhong opened the door, the unconscious Red Fish was lying on the sofa and sleeping.
Chen Xuanjun sat aside, holding the cup in his hand and stroking it carefully: "It's amazing. He beats me every step of the way. He is worthy of being the Taoist leader, Taixuzi."
"Scheming, despicable, and extremely despicable."
"You planted the luck-luck red lotus into the red fish without permission and put the blame on me, and also used Taoist secret techniques just in case."
"What should I say? It's not too much for me to ask for the things that belong to me."
