Film and Television: Starting from Qingqing’s Daily Life

Chapter 421 I have a way

Abi's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but be fixed by the back figure in front of her. Her eyes were filled with brilliant colors, and her pupils seemed to have ripples, going round and round.

For some reason, when she looked at the back of this figure she had seen countless times, it seemed as if she had seen it for the first time, as if a high mountain was blocking her eyes.

This has never been done before.

Especially the sentence "Abi is a close relative to me...Although the woman from the Western Region is good, she is not what I want. All I want is Abi."

The girl's heart was shaken to the point of trembling.

"Son..."

She murmured to herself, not sure if she said it or not.

At this moment, where is Mr. Duan?

There is only one person left in the whole world.

And that Mr. Duan...

Jiumozhi watched Duan Yu roll his eyes and almost couldn't see the darkness anymore. After being reminded by Yin Zhang, he couldn't help being frightened. His fingers suddenly loosened, and Duan Yu fell from his hands to the ground.

He was really about to die.

But A'Zhu smiled and said: "You are a grown man and cannot use coercion or inducement. Mr. Duan is willing to accept soft words rather than hard words. It would be better for me to persuade him."

Jiumozhi was not really worried that Duan Yu would die, but he was worried that if Duan Yu died just like that, it would be really hard to get the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

"Mr. Duan, this young monk's patience is limited. If you still refuse to write down the Six Meridians Divine Sword and let this young monk burn you in front of old benefactor Murong's grave, then this young monk will just burn you and let you go to the netherworld to tell you in person. Listen to old benefactor Murong."

Speechless.

Jiumozhi said with great interest: "Oh? How does this girl think Mr. Duan will listen to his advice?"

A hint of imperceptible disdain flashed across A'Zhu's beautiful eyes. It was clearly you who took the money by force, but you still said that someone else wasted his life for a sword manual?

Why does Song Dynasty also have cars?

And driving so fast.

Duan Yu, who was free, coughed violently a few times, then gasped for air, greedily breathing in air.

Even if it was Yin Gao, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

At this time, A'Zhu stepped forward and said, "Master, why don't you let me persuade Mr. Duan?"

"Wait a moment!"

"Then let me ask the girl to advise Mr. Duan. If you kill your life for a sword manual, it will be more than worth the loss." Jiumozhi made a seal, really like an enlightened monk.

A'Zhu walked forward, helped Duan Yu up, walked to the side and gestured a few times without making any sound. Otherwise, even with Jiumozhi's internal strength, he would have heard clearly, let alone Yin Zhang. .

"Cough cough..."

You can be considered the number one PUA in the Song Dynasty.

Of course, Jiumozhi didn't know if he noticed the strange look in A'Zhu's eyes.

After making gestures for a while, Duan Yu understood what A'Zhu meant -

Yin Ga:......

Jiumozhi said viciously.

Wouldn't it be enough to write a specious fake sword manual and burn it for Jiumozhi?

But Duan Yu gestured anxiously again, meaning that as soon as he wrote it down, regardless of whether it was true or false, the thief monk would kill him. That was called killing the donkey.

A'Zhu glanced at Yin Lao, and was about to say that as long as you write it, my second son will save your life, but seeing Yin Lao's calm and calm look, A'Zhu felt unsure.

Yes, Mr. Duan and he were just acquaintances for the first time, and they had no friendship. In contrast, the second young master seemed to have a deeper friendship with the thief monk. How could he take action for Mr. Duan?

Besides, I am just a maid, so how can I ask the second young master to do what he wants?

It would be nice if the eldest young master was here... "Are you ready?" Jiumozhi urged.

"OK OK."

A'Zhu responded quickly and pretended to say to Duan Yu, "Master Duan, you are right to listen to me. The master is a disciple of Buddhism. He has a compassionate heart and will not embarrass you. Just write it down and let him Burn it to my master, and he promises not to look at it, master, right?"

At the end of the sentence, he shouted to Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi nodded: "About this matter, the young monk has already told Mr. Duan that as long as he writes it down, the young monk will immediately burn it in front of the old benefactor Murong's tomb and will never peek at it!"

"That's good." A'Zhu nodded, looked at Duan Yu and winked at him.

Duan Yu sighed softly, now he was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he could only do as A'Zhu said, all he wanted was...

That thief monk must really have a compassionate heart.

Walking back to Jiumozhi, Duan Yu took the pen and paper he carried with him from Jiumozhi's hands and began to write and draw on the side.

Jiumozhi glanced at A'Zhu in surprise, thinking, is this little girl really that powerful?

Yin Gao stood aside calmly, secretly thinking that Jiumozhi is not stupid. If I ask you to run this route again, how will you respond?

After a while, Duan Yu drew several articles.

"Wait a moment."

Jiumozhi suddenly stopped him, walked to Duan Yu, picked up one of the drawing papers, "You follow this picture and use your internal energy."

"Huh?" Duan Yu was dumbfounded.

Seventy percent of this picture is wrong. If he were to use his internal energy, wouldn't he be going crazy? !

Not to mention shooting sword energy.

"What? You don't dare?" Jiumozhi frowned.

Duan Yu hesitated, never daring to take the piece of paper, but A'Zhu was at the side, already panicking. She provided the method. If it killed Duan Yu, I'm afraid because of her temperament, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Second Young Master..." A'Zhu had no choice but to bite his red lips lightly and looked at Yin Gao pitifully.

"A'Zhu, you seem to have great confidence in me?"

Yin Gao smiled jokingly, "Master is a senior expert, how can I be his opponent? For Young Master Duan, why don't you worry that if I lose, I might be the one who dies?"

"Bah, bah, bah, you are such a good boy, what are you saying that is unlucky?"

Abi was on the side, spat a few times, and then said to A'Zhu, "Sister A'Zhu, the young master definitely cannot take risks. As for Mr. Duan... maybe this is his fate."

A'Zhu said nothing and didn't know what to do at this time.

Seeing Duan Yu being lifted up by the angry Jiumozhi again, and looking at the helpless Abi and the anxious A'Zhu beside him, Yin Gao chuckled, shook his head, and stepped forward.

"Senior, Mr. Duan, it won't be a problem if this continues. I have a compromise. I wonder if you will listen to it or not?" Yin Gao said with cupped fists.

"What can Mr. Murong do?" Jiumozhi looked at Duan Yu who was suffocating his breath as his neck was being strangled in his hands, then at Yin Gao, and finally decided to put Duan Yu down first.

"My solution is..."

When Yin Gao said this, he gave up and turned to Duan Yu and said, "Master Duan, you promise me a condition, I will protect your life today, how about it?"

Jiumozhi frowned, but he couldn't get angry for a while, so he looked at Duan Yu and Yin Gao coldly.

Duan Yu felt happy, his eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, but he felt something was wrong, and his breath became weak again: "Mr. Murong, although I, Duan Yu, do not want to die, but I am not a person who lives in an ignoble way. If you take advantage of this great monk, You saved me here, but you want me to write a sword manual for you, wouldn't I be in a dead end?"

He had seen the excitement between Yin Ga and Jiumozhi when they talked about martial arts. Maybe he, like Jiumozhi, also coveted his Six Meridians Divine Sword?

No, you must not give it to him!

(End of this chapter)