sword sentient beings

Chapter 538 Give it to the sun
Here, Wei Se and Jiang Shenyi, the two boy servants in Tsing Yi, were flying like dogs to confiscate the servants, and the others were not idle either.

The foreign team known as the successor showed a vigorous side when they got off the bus, and everyone had a mission.For example, Fang Weiran was given the task of chatting with the two Xing Wu and Xing Twelve.For example, Xing Qi, he was chatting non-stop with the head manager Xing Cang, and he couldn't get out all afternoon.Even Baizhi and Zisu, two beauties from the Jing'an Division, were sent out to work, one to check the accounts and the other to take care of the canteen.

Yes, property and food, what else is more important?

As for those who have nothing to do, in fact, there is only the young master alone, oh no, there is also a fox.

At this time, Zheng Yun was sleeping soundly on the unbelievably wide bed that was moved from nowhere in the lobby.Next to him lay a white fur fox, lazily taking a nap with its tail on its pillow.

Suddenly, Zheng Yun, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, straightened up and came off the stage, and landed lightly, with light and elegant movements.

At the same time, Baihu also opened his eyes and glanced at Zheng Yun with doubts.

Zheng Yun nodded and walked outside.The white fox muttered: "Go out? Isn't the sun good enough to take a nap? Why go out?"

The white fox muttered, and lay down lazily again.

Zheng Yun's current makeup is ordinary, which makes her unable to cheer up to go out together.

Zheng Yun came out of the bedroom, and the noon sun shone on his head, reflecting his facial features that were no longer stunning after makeup, and seemed to have regained some of the old style of radiating clouds and enjoying the sun.

Lifting his head slightly, he sighed: "The sunshine under the two mountains is also very good."

As he said that, he walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

In addition to the backyard, the sound of yelling came from the left and right yards. It was his subordinates who were carrying out his orders and collecting the property of the dyeing workshop. If the original people did not cooperate, it would be inevitable.As if he had never heard of it, he walked out slowly all the way.

When he came to the gate, he happened to see Fang Weiran and a white-haired man coming out of the next yard.When the white-haired swordsman saw Zheng Yun, he knelt down and saluted, which made Fang Weiran who was standing still feel a little embarrassed.

Zheng Yun acted as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's you, your name is..."

The white-haired man respectfully said: "The servant is called Xing Wu."

Zheng Yun said, "Xing Wu, I remember you are a swordsman in the manor, there seems to be another person called... Xing Twelve?"

Xing Wu said: "Yes. He is in the house. Is the young master looking for him?"

Zheng Yun said: "Master."

Xing Wu was stunned, Zheng Yun said: "Call me master. There is no old master, what do you mean by calling me young master? You only have one master, just like there is only one sun in the sky."

Xing Wu was stunned for a while, unlike Xing Cang who was mature and refined, he actually didn't have that much thought, after thinking about it, he thought it made sense, so he changed his words: "Yes, master."

Zheng Yun nodded and said: "I want to go out for a walk, you come with me."

Xing Wu agreed without even thinking about it, but Fang Weiran was stunned and said, "You want to..."

Zheng Yun said: "It's okay, just go out for a walk, and take Xingwu with you, no one else needs to follow. You can go find Xingshier. You don't need to prepare a car, we just stroll on the street. I haven't gone shopping for a long time." Said out the door.Xingwu got up and followed.

Compared to Xing Wu who instinctively obeys orders, Fang Weiran is a little confused: Which one is this?Was there such a section in the previous plan?Temporary change plan to give some hints ah?
Don't look at the noise in the yard now, but this is actually planned.Who will do this and who will do that has been fully discussed long ago, and more than one meeting has been held on the road.Originally, Zheng Yun didn't have the role of the eldest young master today, he just needs to maintain the image of a hot-tempered, ruthless and pleasure-seeking dandy, so why add extra drama temporarily?

But although he directly obeys Tang Zhao's orders, Zheng Yun also has a special status in the team, especially the status restriction, so he can't refute it outside.He didn't stop the two of them from going out, thinking that if one-on-one, this envoy who can fight the swordsman should not be in danger. If there is danger, he seems to be able to invite God to his body, so there is no need to worry.

At this time, Tang Zhao was fighting with Xing Cang in the identity of Xing Qi, so it was inconvenient to disturb him, Fang Weiran thought about it, and went to talk to Xing Twelve according to the plan.

The young master went out on the street and went on a rampage.

I saw the current owner of the long-haired manor swaying on the street, looking east and west, feeling left and looking right, like a street sweeper and a curious baby just out of the boudoir.

"How much?" The young master grabbed a handful of hawthorn cakes from the stall and asked the peddler.

Compared with the common people in ordinary cities, the hawkers in this Yulang city also look big and three rough, with evil deeds and evil appearances. I think they were not good people at the beginning.But in this land, there are too many strong dragons, and the general gangsters don't even have the qualifications to be gangsters and thugs, and they are forced to work to get rich.

The peddler had been on the street for a long time, and he had good eyesight. It was okay to see this strange young master. When he saw the white-haired Xingwu, he immediately bowed his head like a mouse seeing a cat, and said, "Sincerely a tael of silver." A catty."

The young master turned his head to look at Xingwu, and said, "Is this price expensive?"

Xing Wu hummed, and the peddler quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Master, there is a shortage of supplies in the Northwest Outer Territory, and transportation is not easy, especially these fine goods are shipped from China, which are somewhat more expensive than outside..."

In fact, there is another reason, that is, there are many rich people in Wangliangshan, and the money in Wangliangshan is not easy to come from. It is easy to come and easy to go. They are not sensitive to prices, so they are easy to be slaughtered.

Sure enough, the young master just asked a question, grabbed a handful of money from his pocket, stuffed it to the peddler, and left with a bag of haw jelly.

The young master gave Xing Wu a handful of hawthorn cakes, and said, "Try it."

Xing Wu was taken aback for a moment, and held it in his hand. The red hawthorn cake was fragrant and soft, making people salivate from the bottom of their tongues.

Before the young master had time to peel the cake, he took a fancy to the stir-fried melon seeds next to him and bought another handful. Before he knew it, he had already filled Xing Wu's bag with snacks and candies, and said, "The ones sold here are the same as those sold by me over there." The cakes I saw were almost the same. Although the people were different, the things were mostly the same. I don’t usually have the opportunity to eat this kind of snacks, so I wanted to try them a long time ago.”

Xing Wu stared at the hawthorn cake in his hand, and said, "Well, yes, the cakes sold on the street were like this when I was young."

The eldest young master suddenly asked: "When were you young?"

Fortunately, Wuyi didn't react for a while, so the eldest young master changed the way of asking, "How old are you?"

Xing Wu hesitated for a moment, and said: "Over 20? Or 30 years old? I don't know. I can't see the sun rising and setting in Wangliang Mountain, and I don't know the month and year. I just passed it in a daze."

The young master said: "It looks like me too, you are not very old. People in their 20s are still young, and young people are not the same as real old people even if they are old."

Xing Wu smiled and said, "Am I still young? I'm not young in my 20s in Wangliangshan. Even a swordsman can't live to be 40 years old. At 30 years old, he can call himself an old man."

The eldest young master said: "Of course I am young. Although my body is old because of one or another reason, my heart still maintains a youthful background. I can tell at a glance that everyone with the surname Xing is young. There is only one exception. Then It's Xing Cang. He is really old, old from the inside out."

Xing Wu said: "Is the chief manager? The chief manager is our predecessor. He was an old man when I first saw him. That was ten years ago, right? He might be 50 years old..."

The eldest young master shook his head and said, "50 years old? You underestimated him. He is different from you." He didn't say any more, put the hawthorn cake in his mouth, wrinkled his face, and said, "Eh—sour!"

Although it was sour, he still swallowed it reluctantly, glanced at Xingwu who was only rubbing the hawthorn cake and refused to eat it, and said, "You have the foresight to know that it is sour and don't eat it."

Xing Wu said softly: "The servant doesn't know. Because I can't taste it."

The eldest young master looked at him, and Xing Wu calmly said: "When I was a sword slave, I bit my own tongue. Then I couldn't speak for four or five years. After I became a swordsman, I tried to repair it, and my tongue was connected. , but lost the sense of taste forever. So I eat everything the same, usually try to eat as little as possible, because eating is very tiring.”

At this time, a group of nobles passed by in a car, and a dozen sword slaves were tied behind the car.Those sword slaves dragged their feet on the ground one by one, step by step, which was the unique walking posture of sword slaves.

Ten years ago, Xingwu also walked like this. After three or four years as a swordsman, he gradually changed back.

He couldn't help but said: "As long as you have been a sword slave, you will have old diseases more or less. Some can be cured, and some will never be cured for the rest of your life. Fortunately, life is very short and it will end soon. Sometimes I think, since It will end sooner or later, why delay? What's the point of staying in this world?"

The young master suddenly said: "Are you complaining to me?"

Xing Wu woke up suddenly, changed his face and said: "Slave dare not, servant is rude." Regardless of the people coming and going on the street, he knelt down and said: "Master, forgive me."

In fact, no one cared about it on the street. At the foot of Wangliang Mountain, where there are sword slaves everywhere, this kind of surprise is really common.

The young master said flatly: "Stop kneeling, get up, and follow me."

As he said that, he turned and left, Xing Wu got up and hurriedly followed, cursing himself frantically in his heart:
Are you out of your mind today?To actually confide in his heart to the master who is the least likely to understand him in the world?That is the young master who has been aloof from birth, stepping on countless sword slaves to enjoy himself, how could these words make him a little bit distracted?
Is that hawthorn jelly some kind of magical medicine, I didn't even take a bite, but I became obsessed just by looking at it?

How does the chief executive remind himself of these people?

Back at the manor, maybe this sentence will kill him?
If it's just a quick death, it might not be a good thing...

Fearful and remorseful, he staggered as he walked like a sword slave back then.

Suddenly, the young master in front stopped.

Fortunately, Wu just woke up, this is a deserted alleyway.

The young master was looking at him calmly.

Fortunately, Wu almost wanted to apologize again, the young master said: "Actually, I don't listen to other people's complaints. If there is no one to confide in, who would you complain to?"

Xing Wu was tongue-tied for a moment, unable to turn his head around.

The young master said: "Will you tell the tree hole?"

Xing Wu nodded blankly, and the young master said, "Will you complain to the sun?"

Pointing to the scorching sun in the sky, he said: "A tree hole is just a tree hole, useless, it will only echo your own voice at most. And the sun is above, it is to dispel the darkness and sweep away the haze. It There are all kinds of suffering in the illuminated world, and it is impossible to listen to complaints. But with it shining in the sky forever, all evils are shunned, and pain disappears by itself, so why do you need to talk about it?"

He said calmly and forcefully: "What is the meaning of your life, you can find it yourself. As for suffering, needless to say, leave it to the sun."

(End of this chapter)