Joy of Life: Starting from Teacher Fan Xian

Chapter 117 Si Gu Jian's Secret
Lin Ruo never expected that after he announced his name, the disciples of Jianlu not only did not draw their swords, but also very restrainedly invited him in.

Could it be that Si Gu Jian has wanted to meet him for a long time?
As they entered the sword pavilion, the disciple leading the way changed direction and did not lead them into the thatched hut, but went to a small green courtyard in the off-center area.

Lin Ruo understood that she would never see Si Gu Jian again.

Although these quiet courtyards also belonged to Jianlu, they were ultimately used to entertain guests. Si Gu Jian was still in seclusion, so it was not the right time to visit him.

"Second Uncle-Master, the guests have arrived." Second Uncle-Master refers to Si Gu Jian's second disciple, the Second Sword of Jianlu.

The door of the courtyard opened without wind. Under the lush willow tree, Jianlu Erjian was sitting cross-legged in meditation, carrying a small sword on his back, hiding the sunlight through the lush branches and leaves.

His eyes were tightly closed, but he seemed to be looking at the gate: "Tea, take a seat."

Sitting opposite each other under the willow tree, the two swordsmen of Jianlu slowly stood up, squinted at Lin Ruo, and stretched out their hands: "If the guest wants to see the master, you can go back now."

"If the guest wants to ask for Nan Qing's guilt, he can go back. This is not Jianlu's responsibility."

The tea had just been served and Lin Ruo hadn't had time to take a sip when he heard these words of farewell.

"What if neither is the case?" Lin Ruo asked curiously.

"Then we can chat." The two swordsmen in Jianlu sat down again.

"But, it seems that if we don't talk about the first two things after entering the Sword Pavilion, there is really nothing to talk about." Lin Ruo smiled again.

The second swordsman of Jianlu listened quietly, closed his eyes again, and said slowly: "There are many things we can talk about. It depends on what the guests think. As long as there is no taboo, I am willing to accompany you."

"Okay, can I ask a question?" Lin Ruo said after taking a sip of tea.

"You can speak freely, my guest."

Lin Ruo said calmly and casually: "It's not a big problem. I'm just confused. If you can't do business here, why let people in?"

“It has never been Jianlu’s rule to entertain guests, let alone people from Nanqing,” Lin Ran added.

Jianlu has always been a place that is closed to outsiders, not to mention that it is an important time when Si Gu Jian is in seclusion, and no accidents are allowed to happen.

The second swordsman of Jianlu nodded in agreement and said bluntly: "Even if the city lord himself came, he would not have any qualifications to enter Jianlu during the master's retreat. But the guest is different. The guest is much more powerful than the city lord."

Lin Ruo raised his eyebrows and listened patiently.

The second swordsman of Jianlu laughed with emotion: "Do you want me to explain it more clearly? No one can stop you from entering Jianlu. In this case, why not invite you in and treat you with courtesy."

Lin Ruo smiled embarrassedly. It seemed that the battle outside Qingzhou City had finally reached Dongyi City and reached the ears of everyone in Jianlu.

Perhaps the Second Swordsman of Jianlu would think that the battle was fake, but he could still be sure that the guest visiting Jianlu today was stronger than all the ninth-grade masters individually.

Perhaps because of Nan Qing, or perhaps because of his master's retreat, he had many reasons to treat Lin Ruo with courtesy.

On the contrary, there was no reason at all to attack Lin Ruo with swords and knives.

"I can't make the decision on the matter of punishment. That has always been the responsibility of Senior Brother Yun Zhilan." The Second Sword Master of Jianlu said, trying to dispel all of Lin Ruo's inappropriate thoughts.

"Negotiations are Mr. Fei's business. As you said, I am just a guest."

Hearing this, the two swordsmen in Jianlu finally felt relieved.

This guest showed his true attitude. His purpose from the beginning to the end was to meet the master. As for what they talked about, it was none of his business.

"The message will be conveyed as it is." The second swordsman in Jianlu nodded.

"In that case, let me say a few more words." Lin Ruo thought for a moment and said in a sincere tone, "I know that Master Nanqing has someone he really cares about, and I also know who that person is."

Lin Ruo gave a riddle to the two swordsmen in Jianlu to guess.

This person is naturally Fan Xian, but he is not the person Si Gu Jian cares about most. The dead Ye Qingmei is.

Now Si Gu Jian doesn’t know the whereabouts of Wu Zhu, nor does he know whether the child born by Ye Qingmei is alive.

Lin Ruo's words would definitely give Si Gu Jian some advice.

The conversation did not last long, and the Jianlu disciples sent Lin Ruo out the same way they came, leaving only the two Jianlu swordsmen in the courtyard pondering the meaning of the conversation.

In the small house in the yard, another disciple with a sword tied on his waist walked out, the Three Swords of Jianlu.

"Did you sense anything?"

Jianlu Erjian stopped thinking about that and shook his head, "It's different. He doesn't have the noble spirit of Master."

“Forget it. The superhuman realm cannot be seen by ordinary people’s naked eyes.” The second swordsman in Jianlu was not disappointed.

"There will always be a chance to fight." After hearing this, the Three Swordsmen of Jianlu felt great expectations.

……

Many years ago, Ye Qingmei and her servant left the temple and stepped into the human world. The first place they visited was Dongyi City. In a place suitable for the sea, she established the Ye family business and developed the economy. In just a few years, the city near the sea was completely renewed.

Here, the master and servant also got to know the despised fool in the City Lord's Mansion, who later became the great master Si Gu Jian.

Ye Qingmei saw the concentration and determination of this fool, so she handed over the sword intent to him without hesitation. The fool did not disappoint her, and gave up his hobby of watching ants every day, and practiced swordsmanship with all his heart, hoping to follow the master and servant.

But finally one day, Ye Qingmei decided to leave Dongyi City and pursue greater ambitions.

This deeply hurt the heart of Si Gu Jian, a fool.

Because the City Lord's Mansion at that time did not support the reform cause, Si Gu Jian felt murderous in his heart. He was willing to bear the infamy and give Dongyi City to Ye Qingmei, and always be Yi Pan's power.

Therefore, Si Gu Jian created a tragic case in which the entire City Lord's Mansion was massacred, cut off all emotions and thoughts, proved his truth through killing, and became a grandmaster overnight.

But this did not stop the master and servant from leaving. On the contrary, their relationship was broken and they had no contact for many years.

Many years passed until the news of Ye Qingmei's death reached Dongyi City. This great master became angry for the second time and felt a strong murderous intent.

Regardless of the future of Dongyi City, Si Gu Jian sneaked into the Qing Palace three times in a row, seeking an opportunity to avenge Ye Qingmei.

But what he never expected was that there was the aura of a great master in the Qing Palace, which made it difficult for him to succeed, and Si Gu Jian ultimately failed to achieve his revenge.

However, the news that there was a grandmaster in the Qing Palace spread throughout the world because of him. Including Si Gu Jian himself, everyone in the world turned their attention to the most powerful figure in the palace, the eunuch Hong Sixiang.

At this point, there were four great masters in the world.

Si Gu Jian is a stranger, and everyone in the world thinks so, that his character is unknown and unfathomable.

But to Ye Qingmei, he will always be an emotional person.

Back at the inn, Fei Jie was not in a good mood. He looked at Lin Ruo and asked, "Did you see that idiot?"

"No, but there will always be a time to see him." Lin Ruo shook his head bluntly.

Fei Jie sighed: "We didn't reach an agreement, and the case was not what I expected."

There is no doubt that Fei Jie suffered a great setback in this matter. He initially turned his suspicion to the City Lord's Mansion, but it was obvious that he was wrong.

"The murderer may not be the City Lord's Mansion." Fei Jie seemed to have a clear guess in his mind, but he couldn't say it out loud, and Dongyi City still had to bear the blame.

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen Si Gu Jian, that idiot, for more than ten years since I was cured of dementia."

Lin Ruo smiled and said, "I wonder if Mr. Fei would still dare to address Si Gu Jian like that when he sees him."

"He is a fool, but I am not." Fei Jie snorted and finally showed a worried look on his face, "It is better not to mess with a bloodthirsty person."

Later, Jianlu sent an invitation. With Jianlu in place, Nanqing and his party would definitely be the focus.

Fei Jie put aside his anxiety and waited patiently for the changes after the house was opened.

The night view at the seaside is alluring, and the night market in Dongyi City is even more prosperous.

The rows of thatched houses by the sea have a cool temperature and are brightly lit, illuminating the eaves in between. The quiet existence of Jianlu is really out of place with the bustling Dongyi City.

Erjian bowed outside the door and walked into the first thatched cottage in the deep courtyard.

There was silence in the sword hut. The two swordsmen looked extremely respectful as they walked slowly into each room. They would not stop unless they heard someone shouting to stop them.

On the bluestone floor, he was heading towards the fourth door of the sword pavilion. When he was less than three steps away from the grass door, before he could make a move, the grass door had already been pushed open, and he could not help but stop suddenly.

Er Jian looked at the person who came out in surprise, then calmed down and asked, "Junior brother, have you seen Master?"

"Yes, I saw him and had a chat with my master." The young Wang Shisanlang said calmly.

When Er Jian heard these words, he could not calm down for a long time. It was as if a huge wave was rising in his heart, shaking again and again.

The master has been in seclusion for nearly three months. It is difficult for disciples of Jianlu to enter the outer courtyard, let alone the inner courtyard of Jianlu to pay a visit to the master.

The disciples haven't seen their master for a long time, and they, the direct disciples, are no exception.

But what is puzzling is that the junior brother had just returned from training for only five days and he had already finished the book and met the master.

Erjian smiled bitterly, thinking to himself that his junior brother had a very high status in the master's heart. He was afraid that his senior brother Yun Zhilan, who worked hard for Jianlu day and night and would have to travel a long way to the Kingdom of Qing to apologize in the future, was no match for him.

With such obvious favoritism, who will be the next successor to Jianlu is obviously an unsolved mystery.

Erjian didn't dare to say much. After bidding farewell to Wang Shisanlang, he continued to walk inside. When he came to the sixth thatched door, he lowered his voice and waited quietly.

After a while, the grass door slowly opened a crack, and a sword boy's head popped out, looking around shrewdly, and said with a grin, "Master is gone."

Erjian was obviously a little disappointed, but he still gathered his strength and repeated Lin Ruo's words to Jian Tong word for word.

"Thank you."

Nodding, the sword boy remembered the words and slowly closed the thatched door. No light came out from the inner room anymore.

Erjian stood there for a long while, turned around silently, and left the sword pavilion angrily. The retreat was almost over.

(End of this chapter)