Mu Zhongzhi is an interesting person.

He is a good man, a good man with a chivalrous spirit, but not a bad man.

Father Yu traveled all over the Jianghu, and many powerful people who are famous all over the world are his friends, but only Mu Zhongzhi can be regarded as his - and so on - good brother. The two became famous at about the same time, he had many friends, and Mu Zhongzhi also had many friends, and they knew each other well.

He originally thought that the cheat book and land deed entrusted to him by Mu Zhongzhi on the day Qiu Xuan was born was just a joke, but when his friend was wiped out a month later, he looked back and wondered whether his friend had expected this. kind of situation.

He took good care of the bodyguard, and twenty-five years later, Mu Zhongzhi's son really came to the door.

Still because of his son, he came to the door.

Father Yu's mood was mixed with joy and sorrow, and it was difficult to express one or two. But a demon monk with many misfortunes, he can drive him out as if he is invisible, but he can't watch him fall into danger coldly as the only heir of his good brother.

He looked at Qiu Xuan carefully, even after hearing these things, this kid's expression remained unchanged, he looked unpredictable.

Qiu Xuan - is a poor child.

But Yu Suan was pampered and brought up since he was a child. Yu's father was worried that he would cause trouble, so he put down his old face and found a good teacher for him; I want people to know that this is the young master of their Heaven and Earth Escort Bureau, and he has a backer behind him. Such a good boy who grew up with a lot of love, how could Father Yu let him be with a person who bears blood and deep hatred?

Father Yu is also a human being, and as a human being, he must have selfish intentions.

He can use himself to avenge his friends, but he only wants his youngest son to be as happy as a child when he grows up.

He would certainly appear ruthless if he said this, but Yu's father would rather lose this face than lose his son.

But as if he knew what he was going to say, Qiu Xuan looked up at him.

His dark eyes were bottomless, and he held Su An's hand as tightly as if holding a life-saving straw.

Father Yu was at a loss for words.

Su An whispered: "Monk, what's wrong with you?"

Qiu Xuan said: "Nothing."

This heartless little son just believed it, and when he saw his father looking at him, he smiled brightly, "Father, since we are all acquaintances, why bother standing up and talking? Sit down, sit down."

Father Yu choked on a mouthful of old blood: "...Yes, sit."

After sitting down, the butler delivered the dart from twenty-five years ago, which was exactly a cheat book, and there were several land deeds under the cheat book.

Father Yu naturally wouldn't covet these things with his sons and nephews, he handed them all to Qiu Xuan, "This is all the things your father put here with me."

Qiu Xuan took it, looked down for a moment, put away the cheat book, and handed the land deed to Father Yu, "Leave these things here for the time being, senior, and when I have ten ingots of gold, I will exchange them for three huts with senior. "

Father Yu couldn't help laughing, "My boy, do you think you are better than your father?"

Qiu Xuan: "I will avenge him."

Father Yu restrained his smile, put away his things, and said solemnly, "I'll be waiting for your ten ingots of gold."

Qiu Xuan didn't back away, his calf was heavily injured, wrapped in layers of white cloth, but when standing, he was very straight, like a bamboo that would rather bend than bend.

The monk still remembered what he wanted to do when he came here in the first place, and now the timing is just right, if he doesn't say it now, he may never have such a good opportunity in the future.

Qiu Xuan bowed deeply, "Uncle Yu, please agree with Su An and my nephew."

Father Yu's expression changed.

Su An hurried forward and said nervously, "Father..."

Father Yu was silent for a while, then said after a long time: "If you are still alive after taking revenge, I will agree to this matter."

Su An immediately smiled, "Good father, don't worry, the monk will definitely survive."

Qiu Xuan relaxed his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Yes."

The monk's health was not good, and Yu's father told them to go back quickly. After the two left, Brother Yu sighed.

"Father, Qiu Xuan—it is indeed true to my younger brother."

"A sword, a jade pendant, and he said he would give him a heart-protecting Gu." He shook his head and smiled wryly, "I really gave my life to my little brother."

On the other side, Su An helped Qiu Xuan to lie on the bed, and happily went to get other things, and finally pulled the chair and sat on the side of the bed, smiling with eyebrows and eyes curved, "Monk, do you want to listen to the song?"

The monk said leisurely, "Can you still sing?"

"I can play the flute," Su An waved his big hand, "Wait, young master, I'll get the flute and show you my skills!"

Su An quickly came back with the flute, he pondered for a while, and played a melodious ditty for Qiu Xuan to listen to.

Qiu Xuan silently memorized the tune, stretched out his hand and used his internal force to pluck off a green leaf outside the window, and started to play along with his tune.

Su An's eyes brightened, and he was even more elated.

When the song was over, Qiu Xuan smiled, "Have you ever seen someone playing a song with leaves?"

Su An nodded honestly, then shook his head again, "Although I have seen it, I don't know how to blow it."

Qiu Xuan asked: "Does it sound good?"

Su An put the flute behind her back, and said slyly: "If my music can be called first-rate, yours is second-rate."

Qiu Xuan said: "But I don't think your music can be called top-notch."

Yu Su'an quit, and was about to come forward and bite the monk.

The monk smiled and said: "But you are only one point away from first-class."

Su An was dubious, "Then tell me, where am I?"

The monk said solemnly: "You need to breathe long to play the flute. This is a bit of a pity for you, but it's not impossible to practice."

Su An's eyes brightened, and he asked curiously, "How do you practice?"

Qiu Xuan stretched out his hand to touch Su An's abdomen, "raise Qi from here."

Su An followed him step by step, holding his breath to play the flute, when he was kissed by the monk, this time the kiss was surprisingly long, when Su An was let go in a daze, the water light Staring straight at the monk with twinkling eyes, "You lied!"

The monk said leisurely: "I kissed you with my ability, what's wrong?"

Su An forced herself to hold back and said: "Smelly shameless."

The monk said: "Is this smelly and shameless?"

Su An was shocked, stood up and ran out, "I'll find someone to boil water for a bath, so I won't compete with you for the advantage of tongue."

Su An ran out to take a shower, put on her clothes and went back to check the monk's injuries. The monk suffered serious internal and external injuries. Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Escort Bureau is rich, and all kinds of medicinal materials can be found in the warehouse.

He changed the medicine over and over again, sweating all over his body again, sighed, and asked someone to bring boiling water, "I took a bath for nothing."

The corner of Qiu Xuan's mouth curled up, "Later, I will wash with you."

Su An said generously, "Okay."

"By the way, monk," Su An suddenly remembered, "The secret book, isn't it that you only found one page of the secret book in the Devil's Cult?"

"Yes," Qiu Xuan's eyes darkened, "they are all the same handwriting."

"The Devil's Cult may really be aimed at your family's secret books," Su An sighed, and said heavily, "Who knows, the swordsman who comes from the wind - the Phoenix Nirvana, had an incomparable demeanor back then. "

Qiu Xuan—but felt heavy in his heart.

Mu Zhongzhi is very strong, how strong will the person who kills Mu Zhongzhi be?

Why are there no legends about such characters in the Jianghu?

He always felt that there was something strange about it, and said in a deep voice: "Take my wounds to heal, and practice the sword skills in the secret book. After I have achieved something, I will go to Wanbu Street, Longxing City."

Su An nodded: "Okay."

Because of Qiu Xuan's physical inconvenience, the bathtub and hot water were sent to the bedroom. Su An helped the monk to sit beside him, bent over to undress him, "Your calves can't touch the water yet."

"Then just wipe it, don't wash it anymore," Qiu Xuan-Zhaozhuo looked at him, "I'll watch you wash it."

Su An: "..." Oh, what a monk.

He tried his best to wipe the monk's body clean from top to bottom. He got into the tub again in front of the monk, and whispered to him while lying on the tub.

The monk smiled bitterly, always feeling that he was torturing himself. But even if it is torture, it is the happiest torture in the world.

Yu Su'an said: "Do you think the three huts in Nanshan are worth ten ingots of gold?"

The monk's eyes fell from his misty face to his neck, "It's not worth it."

Yu Su'an asked curiously: "How much money can one build an ordinary thatched cottage?"

The monk looked down, "It's just a few copper coins."

"Then your father really believes that you can make a lot of money," Su An chuckled softly, with water patterns swaying, "Monk, you are poor again!"

Qiu Xuan couldn't help showing a smile, "Yes, I have always been very poor."

"Then how do you earn ten ingots of gold?"

Su An asked one question after another, but Qiu Xuan interrupted suddenly: "I'll wipe your back."

Su An turned around obediently, with her snow-white back facing Qiu Xuan, "Actually, I still have a few ingots of gold."

Qiu Xuan picked up the water and fell on his back, the transparent water droplets rolled down, and were blocked by the peaks on the hills, and the dripping speed was much slower.

"Monk, monk?"

Yu Su'an turned his face and looked at the monk strangely, "Why didn't you answer my question?"

The monk asked, "What did you ask?"

Yu Su'an pursed her lips, always feeling that he was a little careless, and said in a long voice dissatisfied: "I said, I still have gold."

"Where is the gold?"

Unexpectedly, the monk would really want it, Yu Suan was a little proud and happy, he pointed to the cabinet by the wall, "It's in there."

The monk stood up, walked over slowly and brought three gold ingots, and sat back slowly.

Yu Su'an looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Monk, is brother good?"

The monk said slowly: "Whether it is powerful or not, we will not know until later."

Yu Suan was about to ask what he meant when he saw the monk pat his buttocks and carefully put two gold ingots on his buttocks, "If it doesn't fall off, it will be great."

Su An: "..."

He was so angry that Hongxia soared, and shouted: "Qiu Xuan—!"

Qiu Xuan filled the last gold ingot with some water, stroked Su An's back lightly, and said with a smile, "If it falls, you will be punished."

There were several beautiful red marks on the golden ingot, and Yu Suan was so angry that he wanted to jump out and fight him, but his body was stiff and he didn't dare to move, for fear that the two ingots of gold would not be able to withstand it and fall down.

He could only bend his waist forward, and said pitifully: "I can't stand it."

"I can stand it," the monk said with deep eyes and a smile on his lips, "very powerful."

Su An silently gave him a **** in her heart.

Knock you horse.