Ji Taoist

Back to the residence, the two just entered the yard and saw an old man with a sword on his back sitting at the door.

The two people's faces changed, and they turned around and wanted to run.

"Stop, Yunhua, Liu Qingqing, where have you been?"

Yunhua's face was serious: "Master, we went out to play."

Liu Qingqing stared at Yunhua with wide eyes.

Senior brother, what are you talking about?

Don't you know the master's temper? !

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Liu Qingqing: "Liu Qingqing, did you beg your senior brother to take you out?"

"I... yes." Liu Qingqing lowered his head, pouted and looked frustrated.

"Go to the room and copy the sword scripture ten times. You are not allowed to eat before the sun sets!"

"Oh."

Liu Qingqing glanced at the master, then looked at Yunhua on the side, with dissatisfaction written all over his face.

But what can he do?

Senior brother is highly expected by master, and master pays more and more attention to senior brother...

Seeing Liu Qingqing's appearance, the old man sighed and looked at Yunhua: "Yunhua, you also know your junior sister's temperament. She is very jumpy and can't calm down to practice martial arts. But even so, her internal strength is still better than yours. Although she can't beat you, it's just because she has no interest in martial arts, and even now she is beginning to resist."

Yunhua nodded: "Master, junior sister's talent is far better than mine. You should pay more attention to junior sister's thoughts, and you should punish me instead of junior sister."

"Alas! You are so stupid, why don't you help her copy the sword scripture later?"

"Ah?" Yunhua was stunned.

Why?

The old man rolled his eyes: "You and your sister are my disciples since childhood. You have a good talent for swordsmanship, and she has a high talent for internal strength. You two should support each other and strengthen our Wuji Sword School together, otherwise why did I bring you here this time?"

"Isn't it for training down the mountain?"

"This is just one of them. I want you to... forget it, and don't encounter any trouble when you go out?" The old man asked.

Yunhua thought about it and told them about the incident of being hit by a car in the city.

"The rich man helped you and didn't ask you for anything, so you feel something is wrong?" The old man nodded after listening and asked immediately.

"Well, it is said that those businessmen will not get up early without profit, but this guy paid for us to settle the matter himself, and it is too strange for him not to get any benefit. And... I always feel that he is not a good person."

The old man's face was complicated. He knew Yunhua, a disciple, very well.

He always said inexplicably that he felt that someone was wrong. Although most of the time he didn't see anything wrong, sometimes he was very accurate.

But now they are in Shuibian City. Even if the rich man is really problematic, their target is not him, so it is not appropriate to cause trouble.

"I know about this. Go and help your junior sister copy the sword manual first. Don't say that I asked you to go! Also, remember the sword tactics I taught you, and practice diligently!"

"Oh."

Yunhua turned around and left, looking strange.

He couldn't understand why he had to help his junior sister copy the sword manual. Copying the sword manual can temper one's temper, just to make his junior sister less impulsive.

With doubts, Yunhua walked to his junior sister's residence, saw his junior sister writing furiously, and immediately walked over and said:

"Junior sister, let me help you copy!"

"Huh? Senior brother, you are so kind, come on!" Liu Qingqing was surprised and hurriedly sat over to leave a space.

"Well, Junior Sister, don't just copy. You may copy wrong. We need to experience the profoundness of the sword scripture and strive to break through the master level as soon as possible." Yun Hua sat down, looked at the sword scripture copied by Liu Qingqing, frowned and said.

Liu Qingqing's mouth twitched, and she didn't say anything, and buried her head to continue copying the book.

"Ah, I finally finished copying! Senior Brother, please help me copy the rest, I'll sleep for a while."

"Hey, Junior Sister, don't..."

Seeing Liu Qingqing snoring when she ran to the bed and lay down, Yun Hua sighed and continued copying.

Until the sun went down, Liu Qingqing yawned, sat up and rubbed his eyes:

"Senior Brother, you've finished copying..."

Looking up, Liu Qingqing saw the master standing in front of him, staring at him with a dark face.

Liu Qingqing blushed, and immediately stood up and bowed her head and said, "Master, I..."

"Liu Qingqing! Are you too presumptuous? Asking you to copy the sword manual is a small punishment, and I won't say much about your senior brother helping you copy it, but you actually let your senior brother copy the rest? You are sleeping here!"

Liu Qingqing pouted and muttered, "Senior brother, don't you like copying the sword manual..."

"How dare you talk back!"

Yunhua saw that the master was really angry, and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be like this, junior sister may not have a good rest recently, and you don't have to be angry. I really like the sword manual, so I copied it a few more times."

The old man turned his head and stared at Yunhua with wide eyes.

Yunhua looked at him blankly.

Liu Qingqing clenched his fists, raised his head and said angrily, "What if I don't like copying the sword manual? If senior brother wants to copy it, let him copy it. Master, you have taught all your unique secrets to senior brother, and it doesn't matter whether he has me as a disciple or not..."

Snap!

The old man raised his hand in anger and slapped Liu Qingqing in the face. The slap was so powerful that Liu Qingqing's head was buzzing and stars were flashing before her eyes. She stared at the old man with eyes wide open in disbelief, her face full of astonishment and pain.

Liu Qingqing subconsciously covered her slapped cheek, and felt a burning pain. Her originally fair skin instantly became red and swollen, and the palm print was clearly visible. Her eyes were full of tears, like a flood that broke through the dam, flowing freely along her cheeks.

However, Liu Qingqing did not cry out, but silently endured the humiliation and pain. She bit her lips and tried hard not to let her tears continue to fall. But in the end, she still couldn't control the grief in her heart, and tears gushed out like a spring, blurring her vision.

Liu Qingqing didn't hesitate at all. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and passed the two people, and staggered out of the room.

"Master, you have never hit my junior sister, this..."

The old man looked at Yunhua with a complicated face and said, "Alas, if I didn't know that you are not that kind of person, I would have slapped you in the face."

Yunhua:?

Did I say something wrong?

"Why did you just say those nonsense just now, if you don't know, you would think you were deliberately irritating me?"

"Ah? I didn't!" Yunhua widened his eyes, very innocent.

"Alas, I didn't expect Qingqing to mind so much when I taught you the sword technique. You should follow her quickly, but don't let her run away in anger..." The old man sighed repeatedly.

"Oh, then do you want me to coax my junior sister?"

"If you are sure, you won't ask such a question!"

The old man rolled his eyes, very speechless.