< The third chapter! >
Although this stream of qi was thin, it could be said to be tenacious and indomitable. However, Jun Xie was still not satisfied. This was because he had only just grasped the basics of this Qi flow. He was simply unable to bring out its full potential. If he were to use it for gambling or cheating, he might be able to pull out a few tricks without anyone noticing. However, if he were to use it to fight with his life on the line, it was simply not enough!
Even if it was Sky Worm Silk, a single strand of Sky Worm Silk could indeed support a weight of two hundred pounds, which was quite rare, but Jun Xie still wanted to have a hundred or even a thousand or ten thousand strands of Sky Worm Silk to use as his internal energy!
Therefore, if he wanted this stream of qi to completely strengthen and fill his meridians, instead of just an empty strand of it, Jun Xie felt that he still had a long way to go!
But now there was also an advantage, and that was if he used it to plot against someone, it could really be done without anyone noticing! Jun Xie closed his eyes, carefully thinking about the use of this special stream of qi in his body, and slowly entered into a state of oblivion … …
The Li Family, Old Master Tang Wanli's aggressive arrival was like a fist punching into a pile of cotton. The eldest grandson of the Li Family, Li Youran, received him warmly, courteously, and affectionately. This made Old Master Tang feel a little uncomfortable, and he really could not find any fault with it. Even though he wanted to get angry, under Li Youran's kind and calm smile, he could not let it out. But holding it in in his heart made him uncomfortable. He drank a mouthful of tea and slammed the teacup on the table, breaking it into eight pieces.
Li You Ran's smile was still leisurely and gentle as he said, "Someone, quickly serve another cup of tea to the Old Marquis." Speaking to here, his tone suddenly became a little heavier, "Why were you so negligent before, quickly bring the best quality cold smoke tea from my grandfather's room. I remember my grandfather said that the Old Marquis Tang's favorite drink is this best quality cold smoke tea."
As he spoke, he once again lowered his posture and looked apologetically at Master Tang Wanli, "Old Marquis, this junior decided on your behalf without permission, please do not take it to heart. If there is any oversight in what this junior said, please point it out immediately and I will immediately have the servants change it."
Old Master Tang's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but like a dog biting a hedgehog, he did not know where to bite. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said: "Call Li Feng, Li Zhen and the other three little bastards out for me, I have something to ask them."
Li Youran's face showed a difficult expression: "The Old Master Tang wants to instruct this junior, it is their good fortune. It is just that the Old Master has come at the wrong time, these three people have committed a mistake and are currently being punished by the family law. Could the Old Master please step aside and wait for the three of them to receive the family law before listening to the Old Master's teachings …" When the Tang family heard this, they were immediately startled.
A group of people filed into the Li family's discipline hall. Seeing Li Feng and the other two who were beaten into a bloody mess, Old Master Tang's anger immediately dissipated by half. He only asked a few questions, but when he heard that this matter was instigated by the Meng family, and that Meng Hai Zhou had long coveted Tang Yuan's fiancée, and that the reason Li Zhen and the other two were punished was probably because of this matter, Old Master Tang's resentment towards the Li family instantly dissipated by half, but his anger towards the Meng family burned fiercely, and he became even more furious.
After a hurried greeting, Old Master Tang immediately led his men and galloped towards the Meng family's residence.
Li Youran attentively personally sent them out of the residence, repeatedly apologizing for the poor reception, bowing to the ground and earnestly bidding farewell; she watched as Old Master Tang's cavalry rolled away.
Straightening up, Li Youran's face revealed a fleeting and elegant smile, but a trace of strange coldness quickly flitted across her eyes, and then disappeared. Lifting up her white robe, Li Youran still leisurely entered the residence, her movements free and easy, without the slightest trace of anger …
The sky suddenly darkened, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of thunder, and it began to rain. The rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually the sky and earth became one. Li Youran's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she looked up at the curtain of rain for a while. She softly laughed, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "It seems that Old Marquis Tang will have to stay in the Meng family for a while … hehehe …"
Ke Er sat in front of the window, holding her fragrant cheeks, and stared blankly at the pouring rain outside, her eyes already somewhat misty.
Jun Xie ended his own practice, stood up, and came behind her. He softly asked, "Ke Er, what are you thinking about?"
Ke Er cried out in alarm, and turned her head. She stood up bewilderedly, and bowed her head, "Young Master."
"What are you thinking about?" Jun Xie walked to the chair at the side, and sat down, crossing his legs out of habit. Jun Xie looked at the little loli before him. The little loli's appearance was delicate and adorable. Every time, Jun Xie could not help but tease her a little. Because of that, he could not help but show some concern when he saw how troubled this little girl was.
"I … I was thinking, in a few days, it will be the Golden Autumn Festival …" Ke Er's eyes were a little weak, "I remember three years ago, on the Golden Autumn Festival, I was nine years old, and I was still with my father and mother. At that time … I was very happy … very happy … father, mother …" Two big drops of tears rolled down her face, and fell to the ground. She could not continue the rest of her words.
"Then, where is your father now?" As soon as Jun Xie asked this question, he recalled this matter from his memory. Ke Er's father was a squad leader under the Jun Family, and he followed Jun Moxie's elder brother, Jun Moyou, to battle, and never returned. Ke Er's mother, because she missed her late husband, became ill, and finally fell ill. Before she died, she sent Ke Er to the Jun Residence, and begged the Jun Family to take care of her. Now, Ke Er was an orphan!
Thinking of how Jun Moxie used to scold and beat Ke Er, and how this poor girl had been silently enduring it, Jun Xie could not help but feel an inexplicable sense of pity in his heart. He lightly sighed, and reached out to stroke her hair, but did not say anything. Hearing the words Golden Autumn Festival, he calculated the date, and realized that it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. Jun Xie suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.
It seemed that he would have to spend this traditional Chinese festival alone in this world.
Ke Er felt that Jun Xie was gently stroking her hair. It was surprisingly soft, and she did not make a sound. In her heart, she could feel Jun Xie's pity and sincere apology towards her. Suddenly, she felt a burst of warmth, like a little sister who had suddenly met her big brother, and her heart was filled with a burst of softness, and a burst of warmth. Suddenly, she felt that this foppish young master, who used to beat and scold her, was now like the person closest to her. This change was very abrupt, and also very strange. She could not help but lean her small body against Jun Xie's, and feel the warmth of Jun Xie's body. Suddenly, she felt that the rain outside the window had nothing to do with her.
After a long time, Jun Xie stroked Ke Er's hair, and said: "Have a good rest, and it would be best if you sleep. I'll go out for a while."
"Young Master, it's raining so heavily, where are you going?" Ke Er was a little puzzled, and asked with concern: "What if you get sick from the rain? I'll prepare an umbrella for you! "
"I'll be fine." Jun Xie smiled faintly, and his face was still indifferent. He casually grabbed a bamboo hat, and put it on his head. Then, he pushed open the door, and his tall figure disappeared into the rain … Ke Er, who was behind him, had a face full of worry. She could feel that her Young Master's heart was filled with pain, and an unspeakable depression …
The Hongjun Pagoda in Jun Xie's mind could also feel the restlessness in Jun Xie's heart. The white Qi of the Hongjun Pagoda in his mind surged, and started to spin at a high speed. The white Qi followed Jun Xie's surging blood, and quickly flowed through his meridians. It seemed as if it wanted to soothe the unhappiness and depression in Jun Xie's heart.
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