"Child, is it interesting to see these ants hitting each other?"

Suddenly, the little boy who heard someone talking and looked down at the ant subconsciously looked up and saw that it was a child of about the same size as him. He was a little confused. Since we are all children, why should you call me a child?

Just when he wanted to ask, he remembered that the two gangs fighting under the tree were about to decide the outcome, he hurriedly looked down again.

Ye Qi looked at Sigu Jian and asked, "How is it?"

"almost."

"Yun Zhilan and the others are indeed a little stupid, but in fact you don't have to be so anxious. I will always become a master in the future."

If someone heard Ye Qi say such arrogant and ignorant words, he might laugh out loud, but Sigu Jian didn't think so. If he couldn't even become a master, then no one in the world could become a great master again.

"Who knows when you can figure it out, what if I die? You said, investment cannot be just a basket of hard shots."

"Okay, this kid is still smarter."

Under the big green tree, watching ant fight, no matter who it is, this behavior cannot be said to be smart, or even stupid. Ye Qi said that the child was smart, and Sigujian did not object. If the disciples in the sword tutu knew, they might have to laugh at them secretly for a few days.

However, few people in the world realize that intelligence is always relative. Ye Qi and Sigujian can see the boy's thoughtful eyes when he sees an ants fighting, and asks about things and seeks knowledge. This is originally a kind of intelligence.

The wind blew, and green leaves fell from the green trees, covering the ants on the ground. The little boy looked a little anxious, but he did not reach out to take the green leaves away. After waiting for a while, several ants with broken limbs came out strongly under the leaves, and the little boy's expression became dim.

"If he enters the Heavenly Dao, Ku He should have woken up with a smile in his dreams." Sigu Jian said.

Ye Qi said: "According to nature and not disturbed by the self, it is indeed suitable for the path of Tianyi, but also suitable for your Four-Guo Sword. Only when you have no self can you burst out with invincible courage and care about the past and the future."

Seeing the little boy lifting his head, Ye Qi took out a handful of candied fruit from the canvas bag behind him and handed it over, asking, "Why are you looking at ants?"

The little boy hesitated for a while when he looked at the candied fruit handed over by Ye Qi. After swallowing a few saliva, he confirmed that he wanted to eat it. He took a piece in Ye Qi's hand and threw it in his mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely: "I want to know how two people beat six people."

Ye Qi asked: "What's the result?"

The little boy said, "I thought that those with fewer people would win, but they still couldn't beat those with many people."

Ye Qi asked again: "Why do you want two people to beat six people?"

The little boy showed some indignation and said, "Someone always bullies me and my mother, so I want to call back."

“Things are actually very simple.”

The little boy looked at Ye Qi and asked in surprise: "Do you have a way?"

Ye Qi smiled and pointed at Sigu Jian behind him and said, "Believe him as your teacher, you can knock those six people away with one punch in a year."

The little boy looked at Sigu Jian in confusion and said, "Is what he said true?"

Sigujian nodded, and the little boy believed it for some reason, so he stood up and knelt in front of Sigujian and said, "Please accept me as your disciple."

His voice was very loud, strangely, and it did not attract the attention of people under the shade of the trees. The adults were still pointing to the prosperous city and talking about the children who were still playing games happily.

Sigujian helped the child up and said, "From now on, you will be the thirteenth disciple of Jianlu."

When the little boy heard Jianlu, he thought of the short mountain in the eastern suburbs and the figure that looked like a god. Only then did he realize that this adult was somewhat similar to the person on the painting hanging at home. He opened his mouth wide in shock.

"But you need to know something. In the future, Jianlu will still have twelve disciples." Seeing the little boy nodding seriously, he looked at Jian again and said, "Every five days, I will come under the green tree at this time, and I will pass on your sword path."

Ye Qi was eating candied fruit while watching the scene of apprenticeship. He felt a little touched. The master seemed to be very casual in accepting disciples.

...

...

Fei Jie looked around the bandage wrapped around him, looked at the blind servant with some fear, then looked at the pretty and cute Fan Xian in front of him, and said seriously: "I am not your father."

Fan Xian quietly kicked away the pieces of the porcelain pillow at his feet, looked at Fei Jie innocently, nodded and said, "I know, it's just someone who asked you to break into my room in the middle of the night. The problem is, you still look like this..."

Fei Jie knew what this kid was going to say. He glared at Fan Xian with green eyes because he used poison all year round, and said angrily: "I just want to come and see you. Who knows that you don't sleep so late. You are so young and full of bad water. How can you succeed in the future? I am here to be your teacher on the order of Lord Earl. Why don't you loosen your ties quickly?"

Lord Earl is naturally Lord Fan Jianfan, the current Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of Qing State.

Fan Xian looked at the servant beside him, and when he saw the servant nodding, he laughed, picked up the sharp knife that was originally intended to stab the weirdo to death and cut the rope on his body.

At this time, the sky was slightly lit up, and the roosters cried in the Earl's Mansion's chicken coop could be heard faintly.

The blind servant looked coldly and said to Fei Jie: "Follow me."

...

In a grocery store on the corner of the street opposite the Earl's Mansion, the blind servant was still "looking" at Fei Jie coldly.

"There is no agreement between me and the lame man."

Fei Jie is one of the most powerful poison-using masters in the world. Even the great masters in the world dare not look down on him. However, under the gaze of the blind Wuzhu, he was like a poisonous snake that was pinched by someone for seven inches. He could only lower his proud neck, because he knew how cold-blooded and vicious the blind boy in front of him was. If he wanted to kill himself, he might die at any time.

He said with great concern: "The young master always has to face the affairs of Kyoto, and it is good to prepare early. This is what the dean means, and what we mean."

Fei Jie felt that the non-existent gaze became much colder, and then said: "There are two more things. One is that the dean has never found the box. He was very worried that the box would fall into the hands of those who are interested, so he came to ask the five masters to give advice. Waiting for the Danzhou incident, he would go to Dongyi City to investigate the disappearance of Young Master Fan."

Wu Zhu knew who Mr. Fan was mentioned by Fei Jie, and his "eye" became softer and said, "Miss had destroyed the box before his death. As for Mr. Fan's affairs, why did you go to Dongyi City to investigate?"

Fei Jie said: "The entire Liujing River was searched back then, but Young Master Fan died and was unable to see his body. Recently, a Jianghu guest from Jiangnan came to Beijing for committing crimes. During the interrogation, he said that he had met Yun Zhilan, the disciple of Sigu Jianshou, four years ago. Later, after our investigation, Yun Zhilan did come to Qingguo four years ago and went to thirty miles east of Kyoto. It coincided with the time when Young Master Fan disappeared. Young Master Fan is likely not dead."
Chapter completed!