Chapter 107: The Jiang Shui Walker

In this world, it has never been the case that whoever has the biggest fist is in the right.

But a fist can smash other people's mouths, leaving only you speaking in the entire arena; even if the voice is small, it remains loud.

Two people, one old and one middle-aged, passed the small courtyard gate and continued walking forward.

Without needing words, without needing to notify, without needing to signal, the two walked out of the school staff quarters, passed the cafeteria, crossed the playground, and walked all the way out of the school gate before stopping their steps.

Lin Fu'an looked at his disciple, and Chen Shoumen looked at his master.

Although the two had no blood relationship, their half-lifetime as master and disciple surpassed that of father and son, yet in terms of tacit understanding, it had never been as profound as it was just now.

Chen Shoumen murmured, "Qin Li."

Lin Fu'an said silently, "Long Wang."

Chen Shoumen had once witnessed with his own eyes that man who played with flower stands, at the Longjiang Estuary, bleeding a hundred-meter-long corpse centipede.

That blood, mixed with red, black, yellow, and purple, splashed onto both banks; now, a large, exceptionally lush patch of vibrant flowers has grown there, and the locals even built a riverside park at that spot.

At that time, Chen Shoumen was still young, at an age full of vigor and burning like the sun, yet he had seen the true sun.

When that hundred-meter corpse centipede appeared, the terrifying pressure and dense corpse Qi made his body tremble spontaneously, and he couldn't even open his vertical pupils.

The only thing worth being proud of was that while struggling to overcome his instinctive fear, he did not truly retreat, and he still remembered the mission of the Guanjiang Shou.

Then, he saw a peer, his whole body flowing with talismans, rush out from beneath the river surface and smash that corpse centipede onto the shore with one punch.

At that moment, he finally understood that the terrifying monster that had scared him the moment it appeared was actually being chased and beaten out from the bottom of the river by one person.

Was there a sense of defeat? Not really.

As long as the gap is large enough, you cannot even develop the thought of comparing yourself.

The other party did not go into a trance, had no Yin gods on his body, and had no divine descent, immortal invitation, or spirit possession from other regional heritage factions; he relied purely on his own brute force to beat this monster until it had no power to fight back.

One by one, the long tentacles snapped, and one by one, the bone segments shattered; the wails that pierced the valley were merely background accompaniment to his fists and feet.

Later, Chen Shoumen tried his best to collect information about that person and learned that he was called Qin Li, a member of the Qin family, and the first Jiang Shui Walker of the Qin family in modern times.

Still later, he learned a piece of news: that person had failed his Jiang Shui Walk and had since vanished, his life or death unknown.

Chen Shoumen did not understand how difficult the Jiang Shui Walk could be, that even such a person could not walk through it.

However, since then, he, who was high-spirited and proud, would always stand by and listen quietly whenever his master, Lin Fu'an, told stories about the Long Wang family to his grandson—who was also his own disciple.

Whenever young A-You asked who was more powerful, the Long Wang family or their Guanjiang Shou, Chen Shoumen, as the master, would remain silent, and it would have to be Lin Fu'an who spoke up to persuade him:

"They are all fellow travelers defending the righteous path; it's not proper to compare who is higher or lower."

At the same time, Lin Fu'an would add one more sentence:

"However, their heritage is long-standing; in the future, if you, A-You, see someone from the Long Wang family, you must show respect and observe the proper etiquette."

Chen Shoumen truly did not expect that the shadow that had once shocked him in his youth would collide with his middle age in such an abrupt way.

The moment he passed the small courtyard gate, he thought of that corpse centipede from back then; the centipede being pressed and beaten to pieces in his memory seemed to have turned into himself.

Lin Fu'an did not know Qin Li, although he had heard his disciple, who had returned from the temple, tell of this experience.

But unfortunately, Chen Shoumen could not draw.

But Lin Fu'an, as an old Guanjiang Shou, could discern the clues of the atmosphere that ordinary people could not see, even without opening his vertical pupils.

When he swept his eyes over earlier, that woman who was tying up her hair had a posture like a horned python raising its head, as if she were suppressing some kind of gloom and was about to choose someone to vent on;

And that man, the dust and mud particles where he stood were already trembling, just like a flood dragon opening its eyes, about to tear through the clouds and mist to reappear in its true form.

The two generals of increase and decrease were originally Yin-world ghost kings of the past, capable of observing the sea of fortune; this man and woman clearly carried dragon Qi on their bodies, and although it was broken and decaying, it was truly and genuinely present.

Dragon Qi is something that ordinary people would be grateful for and would burn incense to their ancestors to thank for if they could find even a trace of it.

And for these two, the ancestors they burned incense to were the Long Wang.

Apart from this man and woman, Lin Fu'an vaguely sensed that there was an even greater dragon Qi on the third floor of the house, so great that even though he didn't move his gaze upward, that pressure and atmosphere still grated into his line of sight.

He did not dare to look up again.

He had a feeling in his heart that if he really dared to look up, then today, he wouldn't be leaving, and tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, he wouldn't need to leave either.

If he were lucky, in a while, he would turn into a newly formed loofah.

"Shoumen."

"Master."

Even though they had walked out of the school gate, the voices of the two were still kept very low.

Because they had come uninvited, and they had come with a show of force; according to the rules of the Jianghu, they had come to challenge the venue.

Since you have already done the first day, it is reasonable for others to treat you as the fifteenth and deal with you.

Liu Ting tying her hair and Qin Li rolling up his cuffs earlier meant they were preparing to take action.

There was no help for it; the other party had already pressed to their door, so as a "small household" of orphans and widows, they had to "bite the bullet" and fight it out.

Actually, this kind of experience was also a fresh first for the two of them.

Although Long Wang Qin and Long Wang Liu were not what they used to be, and the old lady was too lazy to go out and read the inner slander in people's respectful eyes;

But a centipede dies but does not stiffen; under that large table of spirit tablets without spirits, there was still an old lady talking to them from time to time. For decades, no one had really dared to bully their way to the door.

After the master and disciple addressed each other, their peripheral vision swept toward the surroundings.

Then, they tacitly stopped talking and continued walking, arriving at the infirmary, entering the ward, and sitting on both sides of Lin Lin Shu You, one on the left and one on the right.

Late last night, the life pattern of A-You, who had left in a huff, had perfectly echoed; at that time, the family thought this kid had finally changed his mind and figured things out.

Who knew that as soon as it echoed, he looked like he was about to die.

The family was in a flurry, setting up the sacrificial table, placing the life-and-death compass, and performing Yin-Yang divination; it took a lot of effort to finally reconnect him.

Generally speaking, this kind of arrangement is something the Guanjiang Shou in the temple needs to do in advance just in case before going to deal with evil spirits.

Knowing that the youngest in the family had an accident, after some discussion in the temple, Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen bought the earliest flight tickets and flew to Jin Ling.

At the time, they thought that no matter what, with the two of them going, even if the youngest encountered a bigger problem, it could be easily settled; the two of them thought the same.

As a result, they did not expect it to turn out like this; not only did they not dare to enter the other party's door, but they didn't even dare to stop.

The old master's expression was depressed; it wasn't that he was very angry, nor was he very aggrieved, he just felt very uncomfortable, and what was even more fatal was that this feeling was hard to vent.

He couldn't just pick up his grandson and punch him a few times to vent his anger, could he?

Not to mention that his grandson had just been injured and his body was still weak; he was afraid that a few punches would beat the person to death.

Even if he really wanted to hit him, it wasn't something he could decide; to be precise, this was no longer a matter that could be settled by hitting his grandson a few times.

The Guanjiang Shou heritage is not absolutely passed down by one surname, but relies on the temple system.

For example, his son, Lin Fu'an, does not rank first in the next generation, but his disciple, Chen Shoumen, does.

If they were all their own family, the old master could hit the child to make a show of it, and it would be glossed over by closing the door, but since it involved an entire temple, it would not be appropriate to try to gloss over it simply.

Because if one thing goes wrong, everyone in the temple will be collectively sent away by this grandson of yours.

The old master knew more about this aspect than his disciple, Chen Shoumen.

Since ancient times, there have not been many Long Wang families on the river; after all, this is a quota that has to be fought for generation after generation of Jiang Shui Walking, and it is inherently scarce.

But the style of the Long Wang family is very unified; they may not care about those tributaries and lakes, but if any river or lake dares to roll and stir up trouble, then it would be truly unreasonable not to suppress it; otherwise, outsiders would think the Long Wang had no temper.

And in the previous period, the most prominent Long Wang lineage was the Qin and Liu families.

Because the Long Wang family are natural blood enemies, each generation of their families, when Jiang Shui Walking, either you suppressed me, or I killed you.

If the spirit tablets of the two families were placed side by side, one could even discuss a deep relationship.

"Your great-grandfather killed my great-grandfather."

"My grandfather killed your grandfather."

"Your father killed my father."

But no one expected that under such a complex era of blood feuds, Long Wang Qin and Long Wang Liu could form a marriage.

At that time, when the wedding invitations were delivered to the Jianghu, it directly caused a shock throughout the Jianghu, and everyone thought that the Jianghu would have to be changed to two surnames in the future.

It was only later that the two families collectively interrupted, which prevented this atmosphere from continuing.

But a lean camel is bigger than a horse; the master and disciple had just seen with their own eyes that they didn't even need the old one on the third floor to take action; the two in the courtyard, if released and headed straight for their temple, would be enough to remove their temple's name.

Even sending just one would be enough.

It wasn't that he, Lin Fu'an, was afraid; those who could become Guanjiang Shou would not be cowards in their bones.

When the moment of temple destruction and death really arrived, at worst, everyone would risk their lives to fight.

But they knew their own affairs; if they were facing those evil spirits that liked to be alone, hide, or secretly cause harm to the world, the Guanjiang Shou could fight one-on-one or form an array to solve the fight, that was no problem.

In the current world, the world is peaceful, and under the bright sky, evil spirits are not like in troubled times, gathering in groups and roaring out a great climate.

But if it were a Jianghu fight, especially with such an individual who purely relies on individual strength, the shortcomings of their own temple would be infinitely magnified.

Especially Long Wang Qin's "Qin Family Flood Dragon Observation Method," which is terrifying because it can use its own Qi to roll up the momentum of a flood dragon, endless and inexhaustible; saying one person can block a thousand troops is definitely an exaggeration, but one person being able to fight for a few days and nights... is really not strange.

He only needs to come to your temple gate, and once he knocks, do you enter a trance or not?

Once you enter a trance, he leaves.

Once your time is up and the generals have left, he comes back again.

Ordinary Guanjiang Shou need to rest for several months after entering a trance once; normally, that's enough, after all, in a year, there are only those few temple fairs.

Senior Guanjiang Shou also need to rest for half a month after entering a trance once.

Their temple has a deep heritage and can indeed enter a trance once a day; when A-You was young and first learning, he invited them twice a day; although he fainted for a long time and almost couldn't be saved, he was therefore treated as a treasure and a genius by the whole temple.

But each trance time is not long, even if you light three incense sticks on your head to ask for the way to continue for a while, once the incense burns out, the generals leave when they say they will.

Since the heritage began, I don't know how many Guanjiang Shou died in battle not because their strength was insufficient, but because the duration was not enough, the generals drifted away, leaving only themselves, who had become weak ordinary people, to be killed by evil spirits.

Therefore, they only need to send one person who you don't have full confidence in surrounding and killing even if your whole temple is arrayed, and they can play kite-flying with you.

Then, they can exhaust your whole temple to death.

Exhausting your whole temple to death, they might not even have any injuries on them, because they only need to take action against ordinary people.

Ordinary Jianghu sects and families don't have such strong people, but the Long Wang family does.

And in other situations, it's no problem for various temples to form an alliance to deal with it, but if you provoke the Long Wang family, they probably won't be willing to form an alliance with you.

Lin Fu'an said, "If we are used as a gun by the Long Wang family, it seems there's nothing that can't be done."

Chen Shoumen: "What would the elders of the Long Wang family use A-You for? If they were to use someone, it should be the younger generation of the Long Wang family."

Lin Fu'an: "Long Wang Qin and Long Wang Liu have withered branches and leaves; I'm afraid there aren't many young descendants. If there are, they should be the true direct descendants of the two Long Wangs."

Chen Shoumen: "Then A-You was used by a direct descendant."

Direct descendant, here, does not emphasize blood relationship, but the importance of heritage and status.

If it were in the past, saying they worshiped the Long Wang, although they wouldn't dare to provoke them, they also knew in their hearts that the Long Wang family had a big business and many people; the one you worshiped was probably not a direct descendant, and there were many thresholds and layers of status inside.

A true direct descendant is extraordinary; family resources, teaching, and heritage are all supplied to you; once you succeed in Jiang Shui Walking in the future, that is true transcendence.

With the current status of the Qin and Liu families, if they really produce a young direct descendant, they would truly pet them to death and pile resources on them to death.

Even to ensure the continuation of the family heritage, this person doesn't have to go Jiang Shui Walking; even if they sit and eat until the mountain is empty, they can still become a force.

Because the Qin and Liu families have another layer of protection.

With the words reaching this point, the master and disciple nodded to each other.

The originally tense emotions of the two also received a brief relief.

The reason it was brief was that the two immediately thought of another thing.

If this was just a matter between the direct descendant of the Long Wang family and their own A-You, then how should they count the two of them getting involved?

Originally, if the younger generation had a conflict and fought, even if the motive was really impure and they were playing with you like a monkey, no matter how you put it, it was still a matter between the younger generation.

Even if there were casualties, wouldn't you have to grit your teeth and admit it?

When Emperor Jing of Han was a child, he smashed a vassal king's son to death with a chessboard; so what?

What's more, there were no casualties now, and the person was even put on a hospital bed for you to deal with.

But the two of them rushed over in a hurry.

Not only did they come, but they also released their momentum and walked toward the other party's door in a dignified manner.

If you had sent a visiting card first, that would be fine; the other party might not see you, but no matter what, it would count as being within the etiquette.

If the other party was really willing to see you, when you saw them, you wouldn't dare to directly mention the children's affairs; asking how they were and wishing them peace would be enough to withdraw; if the other party was interested, asking below would also be a way to greet you.

Of course, this step was already extremely dangerous, because the other party's reaction might be: What, you are not convinced and dare to come to my door to apply pressure?

Therefore, the more correct procedure is: although my child is lying on the hospital bed and is seriously injured, I still come to the door to apologize; the posture must be kept low.

And the two of them, this time, took the route of: you hit my young one, so my family sent out my old one, and then the other party also sent out their old one.

Successfully upgrading the conflict between the younger generation into a factional conflict.

Chen Shoumen said gloomily: "Maybe, A-You and the Long Wang family's younger generation don't have a grudge either."

Lin Fu'an's chest rose, as if a mouthful of old blood was stuck in his neck, and he swallowed it back down hard.

Originally, there might really have been no grudge, because the two of them came, and they formed the grudge.

Chen Shoumen said gloomily again: "A-You also said, let us go back and prepare to open a new page in his genealogy; does that mean A-You has already formed a relationship with that person from the Long Wang family?"

Lin Fu'an only felt that his disciple's words were like a knife, stabbing hard into his heart.

Chen Shoumen continued gloomily: "If A-You's two injuries are both related to that person from the Long Wang family, then that person from the Long Wang family, no matter how hard-hearted they are, should have been warmed up; even if they weren't warmed up... the people around the Long Wang should have been warmed up."

Chen Shoumen's gaze looked at the washbasin placed on the bedside table, as well as the change of clothes and toiletries in the basin.

It was sent by that person; that person later went straight into the Long Wang family and greeted them very enthusiastically and casually.

"That person should be a worshiper of the Long Wang."

Chen Shoumen pointed to Lin Lin Shu You's stomach again: "When we just came here to help A-You treat his injuries, we found that A-You's life pattern was not patched up, but borrowed from other places, divided evenly, and reorganized.

In the whole temple, only you, Master, can draw life patterns; I haven't fully mastered it, and our A-You himself probably can't patch it either, not to mention this kind of original form patching; this kind of method... Master, can you do it?"

Lin Fu'an's face turned red.

I can do it, I can do a big nothing!

This is an array, this is an array; if it's damaged, it needs to be wiped off and redrawn. Have you ever seen anyone whose array is broken, and they can borrow a few pillars from here and a few flags from there, plug them back in, and it can be used again?

Chen Shoumen prepared to speak gloomily.

Lin Fu'an finally couldn't hold it anymore, and a low roar came from his throat: "If you use this tone again, I will clean up the sect first."

Chen Shoumen covered his face with both hands and lowered his head.

Lin Fu'an: "You are a big man, why are you doing this posture, it's really..."

At this time, Lin Lin Shu You woke up leisurely and opened his eyes.

Lin Fu'an covered his face with both hands and lowered his head.

Nothing else, just no face.

"Grandpa, Master..." Lin Lin Shu You slept very soundly; his body was adjusted by his master and grandfather, but he still remembered the unfinished conversation before; his master and grandfather obviously didn't believe that he was going to get any heritage, "I really got a great opportunity."

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen looked at each other, and no one was willing to speak.

Could it be said:

"Child, be good, your opportunity is gone, and we even formed a grudge for you."

Lin Lin Shu You clenched his fists and said excitedly:

"Believe me, Master, Grandpa, that thing is very useful for our Guanjiang Shou, it is what we need most; once I get it, Grandpa, you can share it with other temples, so that all Guanjiang Shou can better eliminate demons and defend the path!

Grandpa?"

Lin Lin Shu You saw Lin Fu'an's expression and thought his grandfather was happy, so he was also happy, mistakenly thinking that his grandfather finally believed him.

Influenced by Tan Tan Wenbin, he, who was known for being upright and introverted in the past, rarely started to flatter:

"Grandpa, haven't you always wanted to be the president of the Temple Association? With it, you can become the president, how great!"

Lin Fu'an squeezed out a smile and held Lin Lin Shu You's hand:

"Good child, this president of the Temple Association, Grandpa doesn't necessarily have to be it..."

The current situation is that it is not certain whether the temple at home can be preserved.

Chen Shoumen rubbed his face hard: "A-You, Master has something to tell you..."

Lin Fu'an stood up abruptly: "A-You just woke up, let him sleep for a while, let's go out first."

Chen Shoumen could only follow his master to the corridor outside the ward.

"Master, aren't you going to tell the truth?"

"Can't say it; we have already taken one wrong step, we can't continue to take wrong steps."

"Then shall we go back now?"

"Can't go back, there must be a statement. If we leave directly, the matter won't be settled; if it's not settled in Jin Ling, it's equivalent to forcing the other party to go to your hometown to settle it with you."

"Then shall we go and submit a visiting card?"

"Can't go and submit a visiting card.

Although we have already been arrogant first and humble later, if you come again literally, it is clearly telling the other party:

If it weren't for the sake of you being the Long Wang family, we would be here today to challenge the lintel, destroy... break your door!"

Chen Shoumen: "Then we..."

Lin Fu'an: "Wait here, wait for the other party to give us a word."

At this time, Dr. Fan Shulin, who had already gone home to sleep, came back to work.

Today, he not only brought dates but also a bag of oranges and a box of rice cakes made by his mother herself.

When passing by here, he glanced at the old and middle-aged man standing here, and then walked into the ward.

"Eh, Brother Binbin is not here?"

Fan Shulin put the things on the bedside table.

"Brother Fan, my Brother Brother Binbin is not here, but he should have just come and brought me something." Lin Lin Shu You knew that it was this young doctor who performed the surgery on him last time, and this time it should be the same.

"Hey, it seems your big brother is good to you, little brother, and even brought so much to eat."

Fan Shulin picked up a bottle of milk, twisted it open, and took a sip; this milky taste was as thick as the red envelope he received last night.

"It's me who caused my big brother to worry."

"That's not it; anyway, I didn't see it; he gives me the feeling of an old senior in school.

How should I put it, he seems to take life and death lightly; maybe one day he dies himself, if he can crawl out of the coffin, he would still be happy to blow the suona for himself."

Fan Shulin also felt that this feeling was very strange; the other party was just a freshman, what exactly had he experienced to become like this, but this person was also really interesting; he was threatened by him again and again, yet he kept developing a good impression of him.

This good impression didn't come from the red envelope, because if he really treated someone to death here without authorization, then his career and even his whole life would be broken.

"Come, let me check you."

"Okay, Brother Fan."

After the check, Fan Shulin couldn't help but be stunned:

"My God, recovered so well?"

At this moment, Fan Shulin couldn't help but echo in his mind what Tan Tan Wenbin said to him last night.

Could it be,

Am I really Bian Que reborn, Hua Tuo in the world?

Flowers bloom in two branches, each expressing one.

Two people came with rainbow-like momentum and left like mercury spilling on the ground.

Qin Shu was fine, just smiled, but didn't rush to put his cuffs back; he was waiting, waiting for the old lady's instructions in the room.

It was Liu Yi who was really a bit angry.

These days, she really hadn't had a very beautiful time and urgently needed to have a fight to release it, but who knew that just after tying her hair, the people left.

But she didn't rush to let her hair down; who knows if the old lady would point to herself instead of A-Li this time?

Initially, Li Li Zhuiyuan learned about the Guanjiang Shou from Liu Yi while she was cutting his hair.

This shows that Liu Yi is familiar with this school.

In her view, if the old lady let A-Li go, A-Li would still have to fly a kite slowly; if she let herself go, wouldn't it be even more convenient?

So what if those Yin gods are powerful? I haven't heard that they can detoxify and cure diseases.

Even if they really could, inviting them down one by one, there wouldn't even be time to queue up for registration.

Tan Tan Wenbin touched his head; at this moment, he finally realized something.

Bad, he was the one who brought the Imperial Army into the village.

"Brother Xiao Yuan..."

"Go up, Grandma is still waiting to give you a lesson."

"Hey, okay."

The broad bean rice at noon was still made by Qin Shu, because Liu Yi was not temporarily losing her sense of taste and other things, but was disordered, meaning... she might think that putting half a bowl of salt in a bowl of soup would be more delicious.

And the decline of the food at home made the old lady sit on pins and needles; logically speaking, at this time, it should be her, the old person, who should step up; since she couldn't step up, it made her feel even more useless.

Li Li Zhuiyuan walked to Qin Shu's side and said, "Uncle, they came for me."

Just like he could infer that Mao Chang'an was a corpse-salvager from his posture of walking with his hands behind his back in the General Temple, the walking style of the two just now also had the shadow of the Three-Step Praise.

Of course, even without looking at the pace, seeing the faint incense and candle haze on the heads of the two meant that they could enter a trance at any time, and were even preparing to enter a trance.

Qin Shu looked at Li Li Zhuiyuan and smiled: "I know."

"Uncle, I am crossing the river."

"I haven't forgotten."

"Then you and Auntie Liu just now..."

Li Li Zhuiyuan knew that the two of them were really prepared to take action just now.

According to normal theory, if the trouble he provoked while Jiang Shui Walking was dealt with by his family, then his family would bear the backlash of karma.

They must have known; in fact, when they were teaching Lu Runsheng and Yin Meng respectively, they were already bearing a certain backlash.

However, he had already mastered the laws of Jiang Shui Walking here.

This first wave had just ended, and the second wave had not yet risen.

Therefore, the two who came just now were not pushed by the river water.

This means they were not opponents who would fight him to the death in the sense of karma.

It even more means... he could really ask Qin Shu and Auntie Liu to take action and solve these two people who were outside the river water.

Of course, Qin Shu and Auntie Liu didn't know about these.

"You are a child of the family.

Besides, someone came to the door; if they really pushed that courtyard gate, then they could only be beaten to death; there was no second choice.

This has nothing to do with whether you are Jiang Shui Walking now or not."

Li Li Zhuiyuan heard this and smiled.

In his heart, he secretly warned himself; it seems he had to find Grandma Liu to make a small report.

Because looking at Qin Shu's appearance, he was really willing to risk the price of backlash to help him solve the dead-fall.

Not only for himself, but also with the intention of making up for the regrets of his youth.

Unfortunately, the Jiang Shui Walking cognition in his brain now and the one he was about to summarize in the book could only be shared with his team and could not be detailed to them, otherwise, they would suffer innocent involvement.

A-Li could be told; he himself had no secrets from A-Li.

One is because A-Li would not tell these things out;

Second is the relationship between A-Li and himself, as well as his way of using the dead-fall outside A-Li's threshold as a question bank; the two were already entangled together.

This river was originally walked by him and A-Li holding hands together.

In essence, A-Li joined the team earlier than Lu Runsheng, who was the earliest in name.

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to Li Li Zhuiyuan.

If outsiders seeing the book he wrote would be involved, then when he sat on the terrace of Great-Grandpa's house and read Wei Zhengdao's book, did it mean the involvement had already begun?

Recalling the evil book wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside in his dormitory... compared to the book he was about to write and Wei Zhengdao's book:

Just you, also worthy of being called "evil"?

Liu Liu Yumei was originally sitting upstairs drinking tea.

When the two came just now, the old lady's gaze condensed slightly; in the second half of her life, what was most easily stung was outsiders no longer fearing the Long Wang family's plaque.

This is good, someone actually dared to bully their way to the door.

The flame in the old lady's heart had been lit; she had even thought about how to solve these two people, and then follow the vine to find the melon, and deal with the relationships behind them.

This tiger is crouching; if you don't fiercely clean up those guys who dare to be the first to come up, then later, it will attract a large piece of things that intend to eat rotten meat, making you annoyed.

But when those two immediately lowered their flags and stopped their drums, and passed the door without entering, as if they were just out for a walk, it made Liu Liu Yumei laugh out loud.

The flame in her heart dissipated.

She even felt a bit interesting.

In the final analysis, it was the same as her instructing Qin Shu not to plant flowers in the courtyard but to plant vegetables and melons.

Because of Xiao Yuan's entry and Jiang Shui Walking, the old lady felt solid in her heart and was peaceful, not as sensitive as in the past.

This world has always been like this; the life and death of many people depend only on the thought of some people.

Tan Tan Wenbin came up; while going upstairs, he was brewing emotions; when he reached the old lady, he started his performance:

"Old lady, you have to make the decision for me; I was walking around properly, but was secretly followed; they wouldn't be trying to do something wrong to me, would they?"

One is a thousand-year-old fox, and the other is sticking fox fur on himself.

In this family, only Xiao Yuan can trade blows with the old lady.

Liu Liu Yumei put down the teacup in her hand and said: "Alright, alright, if you want to plead for them, just say it directly; there's no need to engage in these twists and turns for such a small matter."

"Hehehe." Tan Tan Wenbin started to make tea; this skill was taught to him by Xiao Yuan in the dormitory, and he remembered every step.

Liu Liu Yumei waved her hand: "No more tea, pour me some rice wine; I haven't slept well lately, drink a little."

"Okay." Tan Tan Wenbin took the rice wine bottle and changed a set of cups; while pouring the wine, he said, "It's not that I want to plead, it's that I didn't handle the matter properly."

"Oh?"

"I handled the small one, but I didn't expect the old one to come so fast; it was my negligence."

Actually, digging deeper, this matter really couldn't blame Tan Tan Wenbin; he had already handled Lin Lin Shu You, and Lin Lin Shu You was unexpectedly cooperative, almost crying and begging for Brother Xiao Yuan's secret method.

But the matter was wrong because Lin Lin Shu You, although he had a gag order and couldn't speak specifically, was laughing on the hospital bed and kept shouting "Great good thing," "Great opportunity," "Sit in the main seat for New Year's dinner," "Open a new page in the genealogy."

In the eyes of the elders at home, this scene was a stupid son who was sold and still helped count the money.

"Tell me specifically, what's the matter?"

"Okay."

Tan Tan Wenbin started to organize language; for the sake of the old lady's body not being backlashed, he couldn't speak directly, and could only keep making analogies, metaphors, hints, and riddles.

So tired, finally finished saying one thing.

The old lady was also tired from listening, making her want to say bluntly: Don't play riddles anymore; I'd rather vomit some blood than spend this brain.

But when she heard the ending, the old lady suddenly widened her eyes, and the Chenghua Doucai chicken cup in her hand was directly crushed into powder.

"How big a face!"

Tan Tan Wenbin was stunned, eh?

Liu Liu Yumei was really angry because she was taken advantage of.

On her side, she had been getting along well for a year, her own granddaughter accompanied him, and she even gave him the heritage of both families, which was how she invited him into her door; how much price did she have to pay for this?

And that person actually wanted to directly ask for secret heritage with an empty mouth and white teeth!

This is equivalent to the Bodhisattva that her family has been painstakingly worshiping day and night being invited by others to shake signs and ask for divination.

Since ancient times, if you dare to covet my family's secret heritage, that is forming a death grudge!

The old lady lowered her head and looked at Tan Tan Wenbin; she knew he shouldn't understand, as for Xiao Yuan, it didn't matter if Xiao Yuan understood this; Xiao Yuan probably didn't care.

But her family is not a charity; whether I care is my business, how can I allow you to miss it?

In the past, the premise of wanting to ask for secret heritage or asking for the upper family to sort out their own heritage system was that you had to rate your family into my door as a slave, set a time limit, and leave after the period expired; or, do things for me as a pioneer, and die half the family.

But soon, Liu Liu Yumei thought it was wrong; such a great good thing, why did those two guys come to the door to do what?

After all, Tan Tan Wenbin was just at the high school Chinese level and couldn't quote classics like Xiao Yuan; it was good enough that he could finish the matter, so don't care about the plump character image.

Liu Liu Yumei asked: "That kid, is he a bit stupid?"

"Hmm?" Tan Tan Wenbin nodded, "Not stupid, but silly."

"Heh..." Liu Liu Yumei, who finally figured out the cause and effect, was amused again.

This family is interesting; they made themselves angry twice, and could make themselves laugh twice.

"You tell Xiao Yuan, secret method..." Liu Liu Yumei stopped halfway through her words, "Forget it, don't tell Xiao Yuan; Xiao Yuan's affairs, he will decide for himself."

"Hey, okay."

"In addition, deal with this matter again; they are still there, don't dare to come over again, but they must not dare to leave."

"Okay, old lady, give me a word."

"I have nothing to say."

Tan Tan Wenbin carefully observed the old lady's expression and confirmed that this was not a deep meaning in the words, but that the old lady seemed to be really speechless.

"Then I'll go now."

"Wait a minute, the lesson today hasn't been taught yet; as for them, they can be left to dry for a while, let them suffer more torment, which is also what they asked for."

"You say, I listen." Tan Tan Wenbin was originally squatting beside the old lady to serve, but now he pulled out a stool and sat down.

"Brother Zhuangzhuang."

"Hey, I'm here."

Tan Tan Wenbin stood up immediately.

Grandma Liu doesn't call the nickname given by Great-Grandpa on weekdays, but every time she calls it, it means there are serious words to instruct and teach.

From another angle, this nickname is indeed exquisite.

"Are you learning from Xiao Yuan?"

"Old lady, you say this, isn't this what should be done? This is called... seeing virtue and thinking of equality."

"But Xiao Yuan, does he really like the way he is now?"

"This..."

"What should be learned, what should not be learned, you have to weigh it in your own heart. Think about when you first met, why was Xiao Yuan willing to play with you? It couldn't be because you are like him, right?"

"I..."

"People in this life are actually always doing one thing, that is, constantly picking up and constantly putting down; what they are most afraid of is not being willing to let go and holding on.

No matter what happened to you in the past, I didn't tell you to forget, but what should be looked at openly must also be looked at openly.

Even if you have someone in your heart, he shouldn't be happy that you are tired and holding him, making him your burden for no reason.

Brother Zhuangzhuang, you know how to enlighten and activate others, but don't just focus on coaxing others to be happy and forget yourself."

"I understand a little, thank you, old lady."

"Don't thank me, I am also doing it for Xiao Yuan's good; Xiao Yuan's temperament is cold, I know, in the past at Li Sanjiang, he would appear very enthusiastic, but now, he is less and less willing to act.

You, as his boat-head shouting, you have to say what the Long Wang doesn't want to say, you have to deal with the scenes the Long Wang doesn't want to deal with..."

After a pause, Liu Liu Yumei continued:

"If the Long Wang has shortcomings, you have to make up for them, so that outsiders can't tell."

"Hu..." Tan Tan Wenbin showed a smile on his face, "Understood."

"Go." Liu Liu Yumei raised her hand, "Remember, although I have nothing to say, don't let those two guys have it too easy."

"You look good, I will go and tease them well for you, and tell you at night to relieve your boredom before going to bed."

"That's agreed, no fun, my heart can't get over this hurdle."

"You rest assured, must be."

"He's coming."

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Master, the other side has sent a statement to us; is it a blessing or a curse..."

"You actually still think about blessing now?"

Chen Shoumen: "..."

Lin Fu'an: "If the curse doesn't destroy the temple, we should burn high incense."

Tan Tan Wenbin walked upstairs and walked toward the ward with a smile on his face.

Although Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen were nervous inside, they squeezed out a smile; this difficulty was directly comparable to when they first learned to enter a trance in their lives.

Tan Tan Wenbin ignored them and walked into the ward: "A-You, are you better?"

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen looked at each other again and then silently followed into the ward.

They didn't believe this guy didn't know them.

"Brother Brother Binbin, I'm much better; by the way, let me introduce you, this is my master, this is my grandfather, they came to see me."

Lin Lin Shu You pointed and introduced; his attention was on Tan Tan Wenbin, and he didn't notice that he pointed at one, and one trembled.

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen collectively took half a step forward, preparing to perform the Jianghu salute.

Tan Tan Wenbin "thumped" and knelt in front of them:

"Uncle Grandpa, I'm sorry for Lin Shu You; it's me who caused Lin Shu You to be so miserable; I'm wrong, please punish me!"

"Thump!" "Thump!"

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen only felt that the sky in front of them had collapsed, and they also knelt down together.

Lin Lin Shu You, who was sitting on the hospital bed, suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for him to sit now.

"Uncle Grandpa, why are you kneeling? It's me who is wrong."

Chen Shoumen: "No, you are not wrong!"

Lin Fu'an: "We are wrong; it's that A-You didn't educate us well."

"Uncle Grandpa, you are so reasonable, how can I handle myself? How about this, I'll kowtow to you!"

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen now not only felt that the sky had collapsed, but that the sky was about to explode; what kind of kowtow was this? Could it be that the Long Wang family sent him to send their temple to the end?

"Don't, don't, don't do that."

"Oh, okay." Tan Tan Wenbin stood up nimbly, and then stepped forward to help, "Uncle Grandpas, you get up quickly too; I am A-You's brother, I am the younger generation, it is right for me to kneel to you; don't you have the custom of kowtowing and sending red envelopes?"

Lin Fu'an and Chen Shoumen were helped up; the two of them were still dizzy, completely turned into paste, only hearing the two words "red envelope," they couldn't help but start touching their pockets.

If they could settle this grudge by relying on giving red envelopes or other things, then they would definitely give whatever was asked.

Tan Tan Wenbin said again:

"My elders said, the family is in decline; even if there are friends outside, they look down on our family; passing by the door, they dislike it for being poor and sour, afraid of dirtying their soles, and don't want to enter, simply pretending not to see, walking away quickly, afraid of being chased out to borrow money, sigh.

Hey hey hey, Uncle Grandpas, don't kneel, don't, you kneel, I kneel too."

Fan Shulin, who was checking the ward, happened to walk back here, looked inside, and said in surprise:

"Yo, are you swearing brotherhood in the gang?"

(End of chapter)