Zuo Xiaoduo was extremely happy. Grandma Shi had moved here. Hey, he would live in the same courtyard from now on, but it was like being protected by a super bodyguard. He felt extremely safe instantly.
Although Principal Ye can also provide protection, after all, the principal has many things to do and the noble people are busy...
Teacher Wen just stared at me and beat me...
Besides, Grandma Shi was worried about being alone here. Now that she has moved here, she feels at ease.
It’s easy to think over and over again when you’re alone, but if you can’t think of one thing…
Wouldn't that be bad if there was no one around?
In the villa.
Zuo Xiaoduo's yard actually covers several acres of land, with the villa in the middle.
Grandma Shi didn’t want to move into the villa; she just wanted to live in the original small courtyard. After a few people discussed it, they placed Grandma Shi’s small courtyard next to the villas, leaving a distance of more than ten meters in the middle.
Go down.
Moreover, the ground where the small yard is placed was raised a little. It seems that the height is not very obvious. An extra gentle slope was added all the way to the door, steps...
Ye Changqing and others are extremely meticulous and attentive, and every detail is done as well as possible...
We are even discussing using streamlines and curves to make the lawn look as flat as possible...
Putting an old courtyard and a villa together should try not to look very different or too far apart in quality... This is not an easy job.
Grandma Shi didn't care about this at all, she let it go and found a chair in Zuo Xiaoduo's yard to sit and take a nap.
In the end, Ye Changqing and others were stunned to make Grandma Shi's small yard look even more upscale than the single-family villa here. There were winding paths leading to it, and stone slabs were laid out in the green grass. They were also moved around.
A lot of green and green bamboo trees came.
Xiuzhu stretches all the way over, slowly getting shorter and shorter...and then borders here.
There are countless tall bamboos rising up around the small courtyard, covering the mottled courtyard walls, leaving only a corner of the eaves exposed...
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren didn't even pay attention to the five captives that Wen Xingtian brought back. They were all busy here, flying away from time to time to look at anything that was unsightly or inappropriate...
The two of them had mud all over their bodies and hands, as well as their faces. From time to time they would come together to discuss, point and point, and then start working again.
Later, I still felt that it was inappropriate and uncoordinated, so I came over to consult Zuo Xiaoduo, a Feng Shui master. After getting the advice, I directly dug a pit in the west of the yard, solidified the bottom and surrounding areas, and built a fish pond in an instant.
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Kuangren Xiang followed and flew out. In a short time, he was carrying a rockery and a pavilion with one hand, and then holding a huge plastic bag with the other hand, which was densely packed with beautiful fish of various colors.
Finally, a small bamboo forest was moved around the fish pond again.
Sparse shadows slant horizontally.
It was already sunset. In the small courtyard, the door of the room was open. Vice Principal Shi, dressed in military uniform, sat with his sword in his hand, silently watching the two old brothers working for his family.
Busy all the time, covered in mud.
Discussing, arguing, carrying, and building... so serious, so attentive, so tireless of elaboration and detail, striving to make every aspect perfect and perfect...
Vice Principal Shi's serious face seemed to have a touch of softness...
Finally, finally, finally done.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren looked around and around, making sure that there were no mistakes. Their faces were full of joy and comfort.
Grandma Shi, who had been sitting on the chair, finally woke up from her nap. She went over to look at her expressionlessly, and suddenly said: "Today is the day that Lao Shi and I moved into a new house... I'm going out to buy some food. Do you want to come and have a drink?"
liquor?"
The voice was very calm, with a slightly disgusting tone.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren were suddenly stunned. They asked in unison, tremblingly, as if they had heard wrongly: "Seriously?"
Grandma Shi said impatiently: "Just say whether you are coming or not."
"Come!"
For a calm person like Ye Changqing, his eyes instantly turned red, and Kuangren Xiang even shed tears.
Since the death of Vice-Principal Shi, it has been rare for people to come into this small courtyard, especially a few of them.
Today, they actually heard such an invitation. They were so surprised that they almost thought it was a dream!
"Tonight, my brother and I will get drunk and then rest!"
Ye Changqing's voice was hoarse and he laughed, but his voice was already trembling.
That night.
Ye Changqing, Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, and several Qianlong teachers all came.
Everyone was drinking in the small courtyard, laughing and drinking until late at night, and everyone was very drunk.
When Shi Yunfeng was still there, everyone was like this. They often drank in the small yard; they drank when they were happy, they drank when they were depressed, they drank when they were angry, they drank when they were bored, they drank when it rained and enjoyed the rain, and they drank when it snowed.
Come and drink the snow...
Today, it is still this small courtyard, but one person is missing.
The dozen or so people were still joking at first, trying not to talk about sad topics; but in the end, none of them could bear it anymore. They picked up their wine glasses and frequently raised their glasses with Shi Yunfeng in the portrait, and their voices started to tremble.
My brother died, and I drank a glass of wine for twenty years.
Several people toasted in the courtyard, and one person sat upright at the portrait.
"Sixteen brothers of life and death, rising and sinking in the world of Yin and Yang; I still remember when the cloud peaks were there, and the thunderbolts cut across the sky to cut off the souls of shamans; when the battlefields roared together, they spared no effort for two thousand years; when they waved their golden swords in front of the Sun and Moon Pass, they hid in the dragon's martial arts
Raise children and grandchildren; serve the country and the people all your life, and have a clear name that shines in the sky in the past and present; respect your brothers twenty years later, and drink the housewarming wine to death; look forward to today in and out of dreams, with sobs in your throat and can't sing..."
Ye Changqing sighed: "Yunfeng... you have been wronged. Brother, I'm sorry for you..."
Suddenly tears streamed down his eyes. He raised his head to drink, but his breath was unstable and he choked all over his body.
In the portrait, Principal Shi is sitting with a sword in his hand, his eyes are warm, and the breeze is blowing, and he is turning slightly, as if he is also raising a glass to drink with his brothers.
Grandma Shi kept cooking the food and took it back to heat up when it was cold.
At the end of the drink, Kuangren Xiang burst into tears. He lay on the ground and cried loudly. No one could pull him up. He hit the ground with his fists and just cried, but he bit him to death and didn't say what he was crying for...
Wen Xingtian always sat upright without saying a word, pouring glass after glass of wine into his mouth.
Others' faces turned red after drinking, but Wen Xingtian's face turned blue after drinking. The more he drank, the greener he became, and the more he drank.
In the night, his livid face, coupled with his increasingly fierce eyes, was like two shocking sharp swords, shooting in all directions!
The sword energy is overflowing!
As far as the eye can see, the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest are falling without any wind.
…
The morning wind is strong, blowing the heaven and earth.
After a night of drinking, the party finally ended.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong were not qualified to sit down at this drinking party. They were busy playing the role of housewives, even cleaning up the messy dining table. Everywhere on the scene was cleaned.
Spotless.
This is the beginning of the wine party. Ye Changqing gave the order to die. I don't care what kind of doghouse you two are in, but this small courtyard must be clean and tidy at all times. If there is a little bit of mistake, hehe...
The threat in his words was not concealed at all!
The two of them were naturally trembling and shuddering...
Ye Changqing and others have gone back long ago.
At this moment, only Wen Xingtian was left, and he never left.
He was always sitting upright, with a wine jar in one hand and a wine bowl in the other. He poured a bowl of wine, raised his hand forward, and said: "Brother Shi Wu, please!"
Then he drank it all in one gulp; then he paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something. After a few minutes, he poured another bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
After everyone left, the wine jar next to Wen Xingtian was actually piled with eight or nine more bottles!
The more he drinks, the greener his face becomes, and the more he drinks, the sharper his eyes become.
Zuo Xiaoduo watched, fear rising in his heart, and he did not even dare to step forward to dissuade him.
Wen Xingtian sat there, like a sharp sword that shocked the world, shining in all directions.
The evil spirit surges into the sky, and the murderous intent is overwhelming!
A sword energy soared into the sky, shining brightly over Fenghai.
That night, just this original sword energy made countless strong men in Fenghai City tremble in their hearts, and they dared not take a breath!
Grandma Shi appeared at the door. Looking at Wen Xingtian's upright sitting posture, she couldn't help but shake her head, sighed, and said calmly: "One hundred thousand slaughter! What, you want to resign? Quit?"
Wen Xingtian trembled when he heard this, and his eyes suddenly changed, as if he was alert for a moment and his consciousness returned.
Grandma Shi sighed: "Go back to class, your students are still waiting for you."
Wen Xingtian's eyes slowly closed. The sword energy that stretched across the world and the murderous aura that filled the sky quickly converged. In an instant, they disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.
"You are no longer a Shiwan Tu! You are Teacher Wen, just Teacher Wen. You are very literary and very good."
Grandma Shi said: "Go ahead. I've moved here. You can come anytime from now on and have a drink with your fifth brother, and I'll cook for you."
Wen Xingtian nodded silently and suddenly stood up. A majestic power surged out of his body, and the smell of alcohol spread in the air, making people feel drunk.
Finally, after taking another deep breath and exhaling a long breath, he finally said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Then he took one step forward, one step forward, and the person was gone, with no trace left.
Grandma Shi shook her head lightly: "Back when Wen Xingtian was on the battlefield, he claimed that he would not die in peace until he killed 100,000 people... He just kept fighting like that..."
Li Chenglong clicked his tongue: "Then...did he kill him?"
Grandma Shi smiled: "If calculated in terms of military merit, the number of heads has already been exceeded, and it is still more than that by a lot. Only after he exceeded the number, he got this nickname, One Hundred Thousand Killers!"
She smiled softly: "Back then, Qianlong was looking for teachers, but those with strict qualifications were required! Including Principal Ye, your Teacher Wen, your Principal Shi and others... Back then, each of them was a warrior on the battlefield. If not
Because the origin is damaged..."
Having said this, he smiled sadly and said: "When they came to Qianlong, they were at their current level of cultivation; after so many years, they are still at this level of cultivation..."
Zuo Xiaoduo was surprised and said: "The origin is damaged? Isn't it because of the injury to Principal Ye's heart?"
Grandma Shi snorted and said: "Injury to the heart is something that happens after Qianlong."
"They were the ones who encountered the invincible Flood Witch back then. They had an entire army with a total of 12,000 people, a hundred-battle division, and a deputy commander who presided over it... But the Flood Witch only covered the sky.
He flew over and smashed the Thousand Soul Hammer...Twelve thousand people, nine thousand were killed on the spot...The rest, everyone's original essence was damaged..."
"From now on, martial arts will no longer be able to advance..."