Jiaohua

Chapter 909 Humiliate My Senior Sister (Part [-])
The wooden door creaked, and it was gently pushed open, and a disjointed head poked in from outside the wooden door.

He knocked on the door for a while outside, but there was no response from inside, so he pushed it open by himself.

Looking up, the master really fell asleep on the desk.

The windows are open, and the cold wind blows in from time to time. There are two small stoves in the room, and the warm water is gurgling and steaming.

Master doesn't like dullness, but prefers the wind. As long as it's not a thunderstorm or snowstorm, he will open a window no matter how cold it is.

The desk in the room is huge, covered with papers, and there are six lanterns on the desk. Zhili placed five small bamboo tubes beside the old man, and removed the measuring ruler from the old man's hand.

The old man's eyelashes moved slightly and he opened his eyes.

There is no hazy awakening, and it is as bright as a star.

"Master, the bed is in the inner room, it's only twenty steps away." Zhili said.

The old man sat up, raised his hand to pick up the teacup, and when he touched it, it was already cold.

The old man took two sips and said, "I slept for at least half an hour."

"Master, letter." Zhili pointed to the bamboo tube on the table.

The old man unscrewed the small cover and took out the letterhead.

Zhi Li went to take away the hot water from a small stove, brought a pot of cold water to boil, and when it boiled, he made a new pot of tea and brought it.

The old man had finished reading the letter paper, his brows were thoughtful.

"Master, what is the letter?"

"One invitation, one reminiscing about the past, two seeking knowledge, and one related to your senior sister."

"Senior sister, what's the matter?" Zhili asked hurriedly.

"In Chunyuan County, Yunliang, mining was excessive, and the mountain collapsed into a tomb. There were 26 coffins under it. It has been confirmed that they are all from Qiao's family."

"It's Qiao again," Zhili said, paused, and then said, "Hey, Yunliang, Lord Shen is from Yunliang."

"Well," the old man said indifferently, "Yunliang has produced beautiful men since ancient times."

"Yes, hehe, I also want to reincarnate in Yunliang in my next life."

The old man frowned and squinted at him.

"Haha," Zhili was so happy, "Then, Master, do you want to let Senior Sister know this letter?"

The old man picked up the letter "reminiscing about the past" and nodded: "You write a letter to tell me."

"Then I'll write tomorrow." Looking at other letter papers with disjointed eyes, "What about these, Master, invite this, where are you going?"

"No," said the old man, and pushed the two letters away. "These two letters of seeking knowledge and learning are only for one year. I will give them to you. You can go back to your room."

"Me?" Zhili received it, looking down, a little uneasy, "Master, I'm here to seek knowledge and study, if I don't know much, what should I do?"

"To investigate, to prove, to wander in rivers, lakes and seas. Isn't one year enough for you to find out?"

Zhili's eyes became brighter, and he said happily: "So, Master is not afraid that I will mislead others, why should I be afraid! If there is my subjective opinion, don't blame me."

"It's a good thing to think about something," the old man said, "Go to sleep."

"Well! The ancients said that a gentleman wants to get what he wants, and if he gets it, he will live in peace, and if he lives in peace, he will be well-qualified, and if he is deep, he will use everything from left to right."

The old man was silent for a while, and said, "Teacher, go to sleep."

"And in the realm of me, I see things with me, and I look at things with my color. Master let me solve people's confusion. This is because master believes in me and confirms my character cultivation and talents."

The old man took a deep breath, nodded, and lowered his eyes to read the letter.

"Haha," Zhili said with a smile, "Master looks at me, I'm so smug."

"Go to sleep." The old man didn't look up.

"However, I still have self-knowledge and know that I am proud, haha."

After finishing speaking, they bowed to each other, bid farewell to the old man, and left happily.

The room fell silent, only the sound of boiling water on the small stove remained.

The old man slowly read the less than a hundred words in the letter several times, put down the letter paper, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, his eyes stern.

It is said to be a letter of reminiscing about the past, but in fact it is also related to the great apprentice.

The signature on the letter is Feng Wensheng.

These letters were all sent by his old friends, such as the old suzerain Pei of the Yuanhe sect, and the master Tan Guan of the Lingchuan Taoist temple, and they sent them with big falcons.

Feng Wensheng, who had been dead for 30 years, suddenly sent a letter, claiming to be a fake death.

But in the entire letter, there is only one word about his fake death, and the pen and ink are stingy, and the rest of the text is all about Ah Li.

Although the old man has a wide range of friends, he has quite few friends.

Feng Wensheng was one of the old man's rare good friends. The news of Feng Wensheng's death came 30 years ago, and the old man was deeply saddened.For Feng Wensheng's coffin, the old man hurried to Zhuzhou to bury it together with his relatives.

In this current letter, Feng Wensheng wrote sharply, saying that the old man, the apprentice who came out of the way, is a person of great evil and evil, and if he contacts with him, there will be great disasters and disasters.

Not only for people, but also for the world.

When, kill as soon as possible.

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and the old man's eyes were cold, looking at the vast sky without stars.

Xuanyan 24, the year of Ji Chou, the ominous astrology on June [-]th, the old man always remembers.

Six stars are gathered in the southern sky, and Zhongzhou is in trouble. This same astrology also appeared more than 130 years ago, more than 420 years ago.

When, kill as soon as possible?

The old man frowned, raised his hand suddenly, and closed the window sash that had not been closed for a long time.

Zhili went back and read the book all night, and didn't wake up until noon the next day.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he got up, sniffed his nose, and smelled a delicious mushroom ginger soup.

Zhi Li hurriedly put on his clothes and ran to the backyard, the old man was bringing out some small dishes, in the middle of the stone table was mushroom ginger soup served in a big soup bowl.

But Zhili soon saw that on a stone bench, there were the old man's burden and long sword.

"Master, you want to go far away?" Zhili said in a daze, "I mean, why did Master cook such a sumptuous meal himself?"

The old man put the plate in his hand on the table and said calmly, "It's not me, it's you."

"……I?"

"Going down the mountain this time, you go to solve the two questions in the letter. At the same time, I want you to assassinate a person."

Fragmented blinked his eyes, suspecting that his ears had misheard.

"Master, you want me to kill people?! Kill... people?"

"He deserved to die 30 years ago," the old man sat down, "you take this sword with you."

"No, no," Zhili walked over quickly, sat down and looked at him, "Master, don't you never kill people, the dog emperor has many murders, eternal disasters, don't you don't kill people, why now..."

"This person wants me to kill your senior sister." The old man said calmly.

Choked.

"He is alarmist. He talked nonsense to me, and he will also talk nonsense to the world in the future. But don't worry, with your skills, you can't kill him."

"Uh," Zhili pointed at himself, "Then, Master still wants me to go, to... give away the head?"

"With this sword in hand, he will not kill you. There is also a letter in the package. When he lets you go, remember to give it to him."

Zhili picked up the long sword, which is simple and elegant, quite heavy, and the backpack is bulging, looking at the shape of the bumps on the top, it is two ingots of ingots.

"Then," Zhili frowned, "Master, if I have a chance to kill him, for example, he is old and can't get up after falling, then I should kill him or not."

"Destroy his right hand."

"So I understand," Zhili murmured, "This person is really hateful. He is free to say what he wants to say, but he provokes Master and insults my senior sister. It's really infuriating. I will definitely go and scold him. Call him bloody. By the way, Master, if I scold him, will I make him murderous?"

"No," said the old man, "I will leave in the future, and the return date is uncertain. Regardless of whether you succeed or fail, you will find your senior sister after leaving Zhuzhou."

"Senior sister wrote a letter before, saying that she will leave Youzhou and go south. She seems to be going to Hejing. Am I going to Hejing to find her?"

"She won't go to Hejing for a long stay," the old man thought for a while, then said, "It might be Mingtai County, Xizhou."

"Why that?"

"think."

Frowning frantically, he thought for a while: "I can't think about it..."

"In terms of Hejing's terrain, among the major prefectures near it, only Mingtai County is very important. Donggan swept away half of the former treasury. In recent years, Hejing has been rich and abundant, and business is booming. Hejing nobles like silk. , Mingtai County widely grows mulberry leaves and raises silkworms, and all the silk weaving industry in Donggan depends on Mingtai County. At the same time, a large amount of rice is grown in the south of Mingtai County, and there are large areas of honey and glutinous rice in the southern area of ​​Mingtai. The workshop. Li Gan’s royal family loves sweets and cannot do without this place.”

"Then, shall I go there to find my senior sister?"

"You write a letter first," said the old man, "telling you that you will be picked up by her at the Four Seas Teahouse in Shiliupaofang, Xucheng, Mingtai County on February [-] next year. Whether she will go to Mingtai County or not, there is enough Time to go, or send someone to rush."

Zhili said happily: "Yes, it will take time for the letter to turn in the middle, but Master is thoughtful, so I will go now!"

"Come back," the old man called to stop the young man who got up and ran, "after eating."

(End of this chapter)