Jin Su spring speech

Chapter 71 Master
"Jin Xing."

A young man was sitting under the apricot tree in Jishangyuan, who was studying. When he saw Jin Xing, he smiled slightly.

Jin Xing was startled: "Master?"

The boy put down the book in his hand: "It's me."

Jin Xing stepped forward quickly and looked at him quietly for a long time: "Master, why do you look like this now?"

"Then you have to ask your junior brother."

Ji Shang came out of the kitchen, quite annoyed: "I found out that your sect probably likes to trespass on other people's houses. And your junior brother, who is really getting more and more promising, even commits such a treasonous act as murdering a master." Fortunately, he didn't know about Tai Sui, so he killed your master and left, leaving me a mess."

As she spoke, she handed the young man a bowl of decoction, her tone softened a bit: "Hey, drink this medicine."

The boy gave her a helpless look and drank the medicine.

This young man is the real master, Zi Huan, who has taught Jin Xing for several years.

Jin Xing hesitated to speak, Zihuan looked at her: "I don't know the cause and effect of this matter, if you want to ask, just wait until night and let Manzhu talk to you."

Ji Shang interjected.

"Speaking of which, Su Jinxing, don't blame me for not telling you. After Han Yan left, I lost a few poisons and a Gu in the medicine pavilion."

"What Gu?"

"Concentric Gu."

After a long afternoon, Zihuan fell asleep at night, and Jin Xing stayed by the bedside.

After waiting until midnight, Jin Xing couldn't bear it anymore and took a nap.

"Su Jinxing."

The young man opened his eyes again, jumped up from the bed, and jokingly said, "Tsk tsk, the apprentice I accepted myself is actually better than you girl. I lost to Zihuan."

Jin Xing really laughed angrily: "Master Lao told me about Ah Yan."

Manzhu sighed softly: "Ayan, it's not the original Ayan anymore. It's also a white-eyed wolf raised by myself."

"Last year, I received a job to kill a rich man. Originally, Ah Yan was supposed to go there, but he fell ill, so I went. Unexpectedly, it was a grand banquet. He colluded with the rich man. , sold me, and he also came, saying that he wanted to kill me with his own hands. I don’t know how sorry he was. Of course, he didn’t succeed. I killed all the people in the house, and he hit me A spike, escaped."

"I cleaned up the mess and didn't catch up with him immediately. But my nail has a hook on the tip, and ordinary doctors can't get it out. I thought about it, and he will probably come to Ji Shang. Ji Shang changed places, But she has a long history of correspondence with your master, so I found her easily. Sure enough, I met Ayan on a narrow road."

"During the fight, I was hit by his hidden weapon. He killed me, cut off my head, and left."

Jin Xing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, he raised his eyes: "Actually, Master, he was killed on purpose. You want to save him."

Manzhu was stunned: "Girl, I don't understand this. I have killed countless people, and I am afraid that I will lose a disciple!"

Jin Xing smiled faintly: "Master, from the time you came all the way to report to me that Liu Weichen asked to marry me, and when you secretly asked me to help Tao Ye, I knew that you are a person who values ​​love and righteousness. I know Ayan's kung fu very well, he can't kill you, and he can't even get close to you."

Manzhu drank a cup of tea: "Girl, don't blame me for not reminding you, he hates me and you too."

Jin Xing brushed back the fallen hair: "I know, he hates me for robbing Xiaoba."

Manzhu rolled his eyes silently, and coughed softly: "He hates you because you don't love him. Extreme joy breeds sorrow, and extreme love becomes hatred. Girl, you always have a clear eye, but you don't know that what he loves, Is it always you who want to get it?"

"Bangdang."

The cup that Jin Xing was holding fell to the ground, and the tea slowly spread on the ground along the cracked cup.

Little eight.

"Zhisu, go and prepare two fast horses, set off immediately, and go back to Efang."

Zhisu stood outside the door, heard the words, and went.

Jin Xingfu looked at Manzhu again: "I don't know where the master will go when he is ready?"

Manzhu was taken aback for a moment: "Of course, I will go back to the Wuzhi sect. Zihuan loves her, but he is even more worried about the sect."

Jin Xing smiled lightly: "Okay, in the future, I will probably come to see Master again."

Ten days later, when passing through Nanyang County, Jin Xing and Zhi Su took a rest in a teahouse.

They had not rested for two days and two nights, and if they did not rest, the horses would too.

The storyteller in the teahouse was telling stories vividly, but right now, Jin Xing was not in the mood to listen.

It's just that she didn't care, those words ran into her ears and drilled into her mind.

The storyteller said slowly: "As you all know, a few days ago, in the battle at Chang'an City Gate, Qianyan was defeated..."

"Let me just say, how could the king of heaven let a yellow-mouthed child perish."

"That would be a shame."

……

Jin Xing wore a bamboo hat: "Dare to ask, sir, how did you lose?"

The storyteller stroked his beard: "The leader of the Yan army, Great Sima Murong Chong, fell off a cliff with a frightened horse. His body was found by the King of Qin. His body was mangled, his muscles were cramped and his skin was peeled. He was hanging at the gate of Chang'an City for two days and two nights."

The cup in her hand trembled slightly: "Since it's bloody and bloody, how can you be sure it's Da Sima?"

Mr. Storyteller patted the gavel: "The height and age are similar, and the armor and mask he wears are all Sima's attire. The key point is that Murong Chong received a sword from the front during the battle, so he ran away on horseback. , On the corpse under the cliff, there is also a bloody hole in the exact same position. However, the King of Qin doesn't seem to believe it, and is being ordered to investigate."

Jin Xing put down his cup and stood up: "How about the rest of the Yan army?"

The storyteller was stunned: "The Yan army retreated to Afang City, the King of Qin was afraid of being deceived, so he stayed put."

Jin Xing suddenly threw an ingot of silver to the storyteller: "I have another question. Recently, has something strange happened in Chang'an City?"

The storyteller put away his money and thought for a while: "I've never heard of it, never, ever."

(End of this chapter)