Chapter 216 Who is the club that Junior Sister is talking about?
Mo Lin is taller than most people. Even Wu Xi, who is also a sword practitioner, is two or three inches shorter than him. Although he has a simple temper, he still pretends to be a master in public.
Wu Xi was frightened.
It was not for any other reason, but begging his junior sister to help save people in front of the sword genius, and even asking her to give up a little Fire Spirit Essence, was really asking too much.
If anyone in the sect heard this, they would probably want to kick him out.
Mo Lin didn't know the truth yet, but Xia Tianwu stepped aside and took the thin scroll from Wu Xi's hand.
The man who came to support Junior Sister was very hurt, "Junior Sister? What did he want to do that was beyond the rules? And you accepted his things that were beyond the rules!"
Xia Tianwu felt that Mo Lin was a little weird today.
Or rather, everyone I meet these days is a little strange.
First, the junior uncle stopped complaining before taking the medicine, then Cui Yujun and Ni Jinxuan spoke strangely, and now even the senior brother was talking in a way that she couldn't understand.
"I just wanted to take a look at some secret recipe from an ancient book. Senior brother, please move aside. You are blocking my view."
Mo Lin heaved a sigh of relief and gave way to Xia Tianwu, "Watch your way."
He will stand here today and stare at Wu Xi to see what outrageous things he is going to do!
Xia Tianwu finished reading it quickly and asked, "Do you really think this is a serious ancient book?"
To be honest, every person in the city who sets up a stall to sell martial arts techniques was dug out from a pile of dirt. You don’t know whether the things buried in the grave are genuine or not, let alone whether the martial arts techniques are genuine or not.
Perhaps there are some truly ancient and advanced martial arts fragments, but most of them are inferior, and there are even fake books that are deliberately sold as old.
Anyway, it’s all a one-hammer deal, the street stalls have high liquidity, and you can’t find anyone to settle the bill.
Wu Xi was stunned for a moment. "My master once taught me this. I looked at this paper and the remaining spiritual charm. It is indeed thousands of years old."
Oh, a little bit, but not much.
There is no conclusion for summer, "Put new wine in old bottles and make them look old, do you know?"
She lowered her eyes and pointed at the words on it. "These words are made with a secret method and are made with ancient ink, but they have not been placed together with the paper for thousands of years. Otherwise, the pen and ink should have merged with the spirit of the paper and should be the same."
The woman's voice was clear, extremely rational, well-organized and extremely detailed.
Wu Xi first followed her instructions and realized that there was indeed something different, but then his face suddenly fell into dismay and he looked disappointed.
"So, this secret method is also fake?"
Xia Tian thought more than Wu Xi did. The timing of the appearance of this secret method was too coincidental.
But it should be that no one else knew that Cui Yujun had been poisoned by the cold. Could it be that someone was secretly spying on him when he was at the bottom of the cliff?
The spirit that Junior Uncle caught at that time seemed to be the thing that spied in secret. Could there be more?
If Wu Xi really dared to ask her for the essence of the strange fire today, she would definitely think that Gui Yuanzong's direct disciple had some problems with his brain and probably needed treatment.
If the two sides start to quarrel, wouldn't it be like the two sects are at odds with each other?
Who would alienate the elites of the two sects like this? Could it be another evil spirit at work?
Xia Tianwu thought about it for a while, frowned and replied, "At least I think there is no way to verify it. My master never said this."
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Wu, I want to take this thing away to show it to the elders. It's such a fake, the Junding Prefecture should investigate it."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly she thought of something and looked back at Wu Xi.
The man looked distraught, and all the courage he had mustered up with great difficulty had been lost.
"Friend Wu Dao, there is one more thing."
Wu Xi raised his head, suppressed his loneliness, and straightened his face, "Fellow Daoist Xia, please speak."
"Not to mention that you didn't verify the truth of this, when you asked me today, did you ever think that you were not only forcing me to do something, but you could even say that it was a bad request?"
"It's true that I practice medicine. There are thousands of people in the world who need my help. I've never heard of a doctor risking his own life to save a person."
"But these are not the most important. Have you ever asked Daoyou Cui what he thinks?"
Xia Tianwu finished speaking and left without looking back.
Wu Xi lowered his eyes, his face bitter and embarrassed. After a long time, he lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I thought about it, but I have no choice."
He stood before the mountain of fate, aware of his own incompetence and insignificance.
This happens many, many times.
Since when did his life become filled with nothing but debt and helplessness?
Even though that was not what a gentleman did, even though it was shameless and ridiculous, he still held on to that last glimmer of hope... and wanted to give it a try.
Mo Lin looked at Wu Xi deeply, then caught up with Xia Tianwu, "Junior sister, what did he ask you for just now? What did he cross the line?"
Xia Tian Wu: ...
"Brother, I heard that Uncle Ju Yuan and Fellow Daoist Wu Xi's master are close friends?"
"Hmm? My master and Uncle-master Pei Qin are just average, drinking buddies. He can't beat my master." Mo Lin asked puzzled.
"I think they must be friends. Otherwise, how could they teach two identical people?"
After Xia Tianwu finished speaking, he immediately used his spiritual power and flew back to the top of Tianrui Peak.
Mo Lin stood there and frowned. Who is the "club" that his junior sister is talking about?
Could it be him and Wu Xi?
At the bottom of Tianrui Peak, Cui Yujun was wearing a cloak. When she heard the door open, she turned around excitedly, "Sister Tianwu, you're back?"
"Let me tell you..."
"Senior Sister." The man's voice was deep.
Cui Yujun's smile froze, and she secretly cursed. Then the bright smile on her lips faded and withered, "Why are you here?"
Wu Xi stood outside the house, hesitated for a moment, and then knelt down.
Cui Yujun took a breath and took a step back, "There's no need to be so polite."
She is not dead yet, and she doesn't want to acknowledge such a good son.
Lin Du, who was standing not far away, trembled in her hands, and dropped a mint candy that Jiang Liangxin had made for her.
Mo Lin, who had just caught up, silently drew a small barrier, covering his junior master and Xia Tianwu, who had come down the mountain to get something.
If you want to watch the show while eating spectators, you need to find a good cover.
The three people squeezed into the barrier, their eyes wide open.
"Senior sister, Wu Xi is incompetent."
"Senior sister sacrificed herself to save me twice, but I failed to save her each time. Wu Xi feels guilty."
"I came here today not to ask for forgiveness from Senior Sister, nor to defend myself. There are only two options for now."
"I have used all my talents to support my senior sister. I will accompany her to whatever she wants to do and wherever she wants to go. I hope she can live a happy life without any regrets."
"Second, if you don't mind my body, I will voluntarily let you take it."
"If it weren't for my senior sister, I would have died long ago. Now that my senior sister is in a dead end, I am willing to go to the underworld on my own."
Not far outside the house, the three people in the barrier gasped in unison.
Lin Du held a mint candy in his mouth and took out the melon seeds he got from Huayulou. "Want to eat some melon seeds, nephews?"