…
Zuo Xiaoduo was overjoyed. Granny Shi had moved over. Sigh, they would be living in the same courtyard from now on. This was equivalent to having a super bodyguard protecting him. His sense of security instantly exploded.
Although Principal Ye could also provide protection, the principal was still very busy after all.
Teacher Wen would beat him up if he glared at him …
Besides, Granny Shi was the one who was worried about staying here alone. Now that she had moved over, she felt more at ease.
It was easy to overthink when she was alone. If she couldn't take it anymore …
Wouldn't it be terrible if there was no one around?
In the villa.
Zuo Xiaoduo's courtyard was really a few acres of land. The villa was right in the middle.
Granny Shi was unwilling to move into the villa. She only wanted to live in her original small courtyard. After some discussion, they arranged the villas side by side, leaving a distance of more than ten meters in the middle, and placed Granny Shi's small courtyard there.
Moreover, they increased the height of the small courtyard a little. The height was not very obvious. They also added a gentle slope that extended all the way to the door and the steps …
Ye Changqing and the others were especially meticulous. Every detail was done as well as possible …
They were even discussing how to use streamlines and curves to make the lawn look as flat as possible …
Putting an old courtyard and a villa together, trying not to make the difference too big and the difference in quality … This was not an easy task.
Granny Shi did not care about this at all. She completely let them do whatever they wanted. She found a chair in Zuo Xiaoduo's courtyard and sat down to take a nap.
In the end, Ye Changqing and the others made Granny Shi's small courtyard look even more classy than the single-family villa here. The winding path led to a secluded place. Stone slabs were laid on the green grass. There were also many green bamboos in the surroundings.
The bamboos extended all the way, getting shorter and shorter … and then connected to this side.
There were countless bamboos around the small courtyard, covering the mottled courtyard walls. Only a corner of the eaves could be seen …
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren didn't even care about the five captives that Wen Xingtian had brought back. They were fully focused on their work here. From time to time, they would fly a little further away to check if there was anything else that was out of place …
Their bodies, hands, and faces were all covered in mud. From time to time, they would gather together to discuss and point at each other. Then, they would start working again.
In the end, he still felt that it was inappropriate and uncoordinated, so he decided to consult Zuo Xiaoduo, the feng shui master. After receiving guidance, he directly dug a pit in the west side of the courtyard, solidified the bottom and the surroundings, and instantly built a fish pond.
Xiang Kuangren flew out as well. In just a short while, he had moved a rockery and a pavilion with one hand. Then, he held a huge plastic bag with his other hand. Inside, there were many beautiful fish of various colors.
Finally, he moved a small bamboo forest around the fish pond.
Sparse shadows slanted.
The sun was already setting in the west. In the small courtyard, the door to the room was open. Vice-principal Shi, dressed in martial attire, sat with his hand on his sword as he silently watched his two old brothers working for his family.
They were busy and covered in mud.
They discussed, argued, moved, and built … That kind of seriousness, that kind of effort, that kind of precision, that kind of detail, that kind of perfection, that kind of perfection, that kind of perfection, that kind of perfection, that kind of perfection, that kind of perfection …
Vice-principal Shi's serious face seemed to have a hint of gentleness …
Finally, finally, it was done.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren looked left, right, front, and back, and looked around to make sure that there were no more mistakes. Their faces were full of joy and comfort.
Grandma Shi, who had been sitting on the chair, finally woke up from her nap. She looked over with a blank expression and suddenly said, "Today is the day that Old Shi and I move into a new house … I'm going out to buy some food. Do you want to come and drink some wine?"
Her voice was very flat, and there was a hint of disdain in her tone.
Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren were stunned. The two of them seemed to have misheard and asked in unison, "Really?"
Grandma Shi said impatiently, "Just say that you're not coming."
"Come!"
Ye Changqing was such a calm person, but his eyes turned red in an instant. Xiang Kuangren's tears even fell.
Ever since Vice-principal Shi's death, it was rare for people to come to this small courtyard, especially the few of them.
Today, they actually received such an invitation. The two of them were so surprised that they almost thought that they were dreaming!
"Tonight, my brother and I will drink until we're drunk!"
Ye Changqing's voice was hoarse. He laughed, but his voice was already trembling.
That night.
Ye Changqing, Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, and a few other Hidden Dragon teachers came.
Everyone drank in the small courtyard, laughing and chatting merrily until the latter half of the night. Everyone was dead drunk.
When Shi Yunfeng was still around, everyone was like this. They often drank in the small courtyard. They drank when they were happy, when they were depressed, when they were angry, when they were bored, when it was raining, when it was snowing, and when it was snowing, they drank …
Now, it was still the same small courtyard, but there was one less person.
At first, the ten or so people were still joking and trying not to talk about sad topics. However, later on, they could not help but raise their wine cups and drink with Shi Yunfeng in the portrait. Their voices started to tremble as they spoke.
Brothers died, a cup of wine for twenty years.
A few people raised their cups in the courtyard, and one person sat in front of the portrait.
"Sixteen brothers in life and death, rising and falling in the world of Yin and Yang; I still remember when Yunfeng was still around, lightning struck across the sky and cut off his soul; we howled together on the battlefield, sacrificing ourselves for two thousand years; we waved the golden sword in front of the Sun and Moon Pass, raising our children and grandchildren; we spent our lives working for the country and the people, and our reputations are glorious; twenty years later, we toast our brothers, and we drink until our souls are broken; we dream of this day, choked in our throats, unable to speak …"
Ye Changqing let out a long sigh, "Yunfeng … you've been wronged. Big brother, I'm sorry … "
Suddenly, tears streamed down his face. He raised his head to drink, but his breath was unstable, and he choked.
In the portrait, Vice-principal Shi sat with his hand on his sword. His gaze was gentle, and a breeze blew, flipping the portrait slightly. He seemed to be drinking with his brothers.
Grandma Shi kept cooking, and when it got cold, she would take it back to heat it up.
In the end, Xiang Kuangren burst into tears. He lay on the ground and cried, and no one could pull him up. He hammered the ground with his fists and cried, but he refused to say what he was crying about …
Wen Xingtian, on the other hand, remained seated and did not say a word. He drank one cup of wine after another.
When others drank, their faces would turn red. However, Wen Xingtian was different. After drinking, his face would turn green. The more he drank, the greener he got. The greener he got, the more he drank. He sat upright and downed all the wine that came his way.
In the darkness of the night, his ashen face, coupled with his increasingly sharp eyes, were like two sharp swords that swept in all directions!
Sword Qi overflowed!
As far as the eye could see, bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest fell without any wind.
…
The morning breeze was mighty, and it blew across the world.
The night of drinking finally came to an end.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong were not qualified to sit in this drinking party. They were busy, playing the role of housewives, and even tidying up the messy dining table. The scene. Every place was clean and spotless.
From the very beginning of the drinking session, Ye Changqing had given strict orders. "I don't care what your kennels are like, but this little courtyard has to be clean and tidy at all times. If there is even the slightest mistake, heh heh …."
The threat in his words was not concealed at all!
Naturally, the two of them trembled like cicadas in winter …
Ye Changqing and the others had gone back long ago.
At this moment, only Wen Xingtian was left, and he did not leave.
He sat upright, with a wine jar in one hand and a wine bowl in the other. He poured a bowl of wine, raised it forward, and said, "Fifth Brother Shi, please!"
Then he drank it in one gulp. Then he paused, as if thinking about something. After a few minutes, he poured another bowl and drank it in one gulp.
After everyone had left, another eight or nine jars of wine were piled up beside Wen Xingtian!
The more he drank, the greener his face became, and the more he drank, the fiercer his eyes became.
Zuo Xiaoduo looked at him, and the fear in his heart kept rising. He did not even dare to go forward to persuade him.
Wen Xingtian sat there, like a sharp sword that shocked the world, and the light shone in all directions.
Evil spirit rushed to the sky, and killing intent filled the sky!
A ray of Sword Qi rushed to the sky, shining brightly in the sky above Fenghai, and the light shone in all directions.
This night, just this ray of Sword Qi was enough to make the hearts of countless experts in Fenghai City tremble, and they did not dare to breathe!
Grandma Shi appeared at the door. Looking at Wen Xingtian sitting upright, she could not help but shake her head, sighed, and said lightly, "Hundred Thousand Massacre! Why, are you resigning? Are you quitting? "
Hearing this, Wen Xingtian's body trembled, and the look in his eyes suddenly changed, as if he was alert in an instant, and his mind returned.
Grandma Shi sighed, "Go back to class, your students are still waiting for you."
Wen Xingtian's eyes slowly closed, and the Sword Qi that swept across the sky, and the killing intent that filled the sky, quickly disappeared. In an instant, it disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
"You are no longer Hundred Thousand Massacre! You are a literary teacher, just a literary teacher. It's good to be so literary. "
Grandma Shi said, "Go. I have moved here, you can come here anytime in the future to drink with your fifth brother, and I will cook for you. "
Wen Xingtian nodded silently, and suddenly stood up. A majestic power surged out from his body, and the smell of alcohol spread in the air, intoxicating people.
Finally, he took a deep breath, and after a long exhalation, he finally said with a hoarse voice, "Thank you, sister-in-law."
Then he took a step out, and with one step, he disappeared, and there was no trace of him.
Grandma Shi sighed softly.
Zuo Xiaoduo asked curiously, "Hundred Thousand Massacre, is that Mr. Wen's nickname? That's strange. "
"There's nothing strange about it."
Grandma Shi shook her head lightly, "When Wen Xingtian was on the battlefield, he said that if he did not kill a hundred thousand people, he would not die in peace … and he kept on killing …"
Li Chenglong clicked his tongue, "Then … did he kill that many people?"
Grandma Shi smiled, "If it was calculated in terms of military merits, the number of people he killed had already exceeded, and it was the kind that exceeded by a lot. After that, he got this nickname, Hundred Thousand Massacre! "
She smiled softly, "When the Hidden Dragon Academy was looking for teachers, there were strict requirements! This included Principal Ye, your Mr. Wen, your Principal Shi, and the others … Back then, each of them was a warrior on the battlefield. If it was not because of the damage to their origin … "
At this point, she smiled sadly, and said, "When they came to the Hidden Dragon Academy, they were at their current cultivation level. After so many years, they are still at this level …"
Zuo Xiaoduo said in surprise, "Origin damaged? Wasn't it because of the injury to Principal Ye's heart? "
Grandma Shi snorted, and said, "The injury to the heart is something that happens after you come to the Hidden Dragon Academy."
"This group of people encountered the invincible The Flood Witch in the past. They were a whole army of twelve thousand people, and they were led by a deputy commander … But The Flood Witch just flew across the sky, and smashed the Hammer of a Thousand Souls … Out of twelve thousand people, nine thousand died on the spot … The rest all had their origin damaged …"
"From then on, they could not advance in martial arts …"
Grandma Shi shook her head and sighed.
"Otherwise, why would they come to the Hidden Dragon Academy …"
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