Chapter 29 Kang Jinlong...

The carriage swayed, and You Mengzhe was so cold that his whole body shivered. At first, the yīn qi that You Gutian injected into his body reappeared, and within three hours, the profound cold entered his body. You Mengzhe was extremely uncomfortable, and he could no longer pretend to sleep.

The chill was like tens of thousands of needles pierced into his heart, and his whole body was eroded by You Gutian Tai Yin Jue. For a full month, the Yin and Yang Qi in his body were seriously out of balance. You Mengzhe opened his mouth to call for help and tried his best, but his voice was very small.

"Master..." You Mengzhe said, "I'm cold..."

On the day Zhao Feihong came down from Yuheng Mountain, his eyebrows were deeply locked and he couldn't relax. He set up a charcoal stove in the car and wrapped You Mengzhe with two thick quilts.

You Mengzhe couldn't stop shivering, Zhao Feihong wrapped the quilt and didn't look at him, You Mengzhe's breathing gradually weakened, his lips were blue and purple, and he slowly closed his eyes.

When he regained consciousness, You Mengzhe subconsciously reached out and grabbed it. He felt Zhao Feihong's strong and strong shoulders, and a mellow pure yang infuriating qi injected into his dantian under his lower abdomen, dispelling the cold qi that You Gutian had left in his body. , the cold air like the pinnacles of ox awns can't stop disappearing when it encounters the power of pure yang, just like the scorching sun melting snow.

You Mengzhe was lying on Zhao Feihong's shoulder, hugging his neck tightly, feeling a warm sun swirling in the sea of ​​air, dissipating the cold internal force in his body, his body was warm, and his limbs were indescribably comfortable.

Zhao Feihong was covered in sweat, hugging You Mengzhe, not daring to look him in the eyes, the two of them were entangled on the narrow couch, naked, the thick genital stabbed into You Mengzhe's body, and back and forth slowly, You Mengzhe was finally on the line of life and death Struggled back.

You Mengzhe groaned softly, "Father..."

Zhao Feihong was called out when he was on the verge of high cháo, and she came out immediately.

Three days later, after crossing Jiangzhou into Jinting County, Zhao Feihong did not speak along the way, and took You Mengzhe back to his home.

You Mengzhe was very embarrassed, but he didn't know how to get along with Zhao Feihong.

You Gutian is not his biological father, Zhao Feihong is. You Mengzhe felt a surge of joy and emotion in his heart, remembering how good Zhao Feihong had treated him in the past, only to feel that there is always warmth in the world. In just a few months, the trivial things of learning martial arts, eating here, and the father and son going to the street to buy food are still vivid in my mind.

I went to Beijing with Zhao Feihong that day, and it was three months since we left. Now when come back, house is full of dust and cobwebs.

"Father." You Mengzhe stood in the yard and shouted anxiously.

Zhao Feihong turned his back to himself and stood in the main room, with the Zhao family's ancestral tablet on the table in front of him, and said nothing.

You Mengzhe watched for a while, thinking that Zhao Feihong probably still couldn't let go, so he went to get a broom and walked around the house to clean it.

Zhao Feihong's family was poor and there was no one to serve him, so You Mengzhe did it himself, packed a room, and prepared to sleep with Zhao Feihong at night.

"Father." You Mengzhe asked, sticking his head out of the corridor.

Zhao Feihong still didn't answer, standing in front of the tablet like a sculpture.

You Mengzhe asked, "Do you cook for yourself at night? I'll go shopping?"

Zhao Feihong sighed, took out some silver taels from his arms, You Mengzhe stepped forward to take it, and went out to exchange copper coins to buy vegetables. When he came back, he saw that Zhao Feihong had cleaned the main room.

You Mengzhe came back with a jī, two fish, a piece of meat, and a jar of wine.

Zhao Feihong slaughtered in the yard, and You Mengzhe sat on the stone table with his knees in his arms, watching, neither of them said a word.

As the kitchen slanted westward, the aroma of smoke and rice rose from the kitchen. You Mengzhe was lying beside the stone table, his stomach grumbling.

"I'm back!" The old man next door came and knocked on the door. You Mengzhe smiled and said, "I'm back."

Zhao Feihong wiped his hands with a cloth, came out and asked politely a few times, the old man brought a basket of salted duck eggs, put it down and left.

You Mengzhe said, "Can I eat this at night?"

Zhao Feihong said, "Come here to worship our ancestors."

Zhao Feihong finally spoke to You Mengzhe for several days.

A jī, a large piece of boiled pork, You Mengzhe was so hungry that his chest was pressed to his back, and he knelt down in front of the god's main tablet. On the top were the tablets of Master Zhao Feihong, as well as the tablets of Zhao Feihong's father and grandfather.

Zhao Feihong lit three sticks of incense, put it in the incense burner, came over to kneel with You Mengzhe, and said solemnly, "Feihong is unfilial and made a big mistake. Fortunately, the bones and blood of the Zhao family were recovered. The ancestors of the Zhao family are blessed."

Zhao Feihong's eyes were red, but You Mengzhe looked at the saliva on the table, and his index finger moved.

"Kowtow." Zhao Feihong said.

You Mengzhe kowtowed obediently, after nine kowtows, after paying respect to the Zhao family ancestor, Zhao Feihong ignored him, got up to set the table for dinner, and took the jī that had finished offering sacrifices to his ancestors. You Mengzhe’s eyes kept following the jī. The sauce was adjusted, the rice was served, and the two started to eat.

Zhao Feihong didn't do anything in advance, and of course You Mengzhe didn't dare to speak. He devoured his meal and said with a smile, "It can be considered that there are meat dishes to eat..."

Zhao Feihong said, "What did that fellow give you to eat?"

You Mengzhe said: "Zishi rǔ, eat it for a month."

Zhao Feihong sighed, and You Mengzhe stretched out his hand to pull it, but Zhao Feihong avoided it like thunder. You Mengzhe was startled and said, "Dad, you... have rice on your sleeve."

Zhao Feihong stretched out his fingers and brushed it off himself. Whenever he met You Mengzhe's eyes, it was very unnatural and avoided his sight.

Don't be embarrassed. After a meal, Zhao Feihong asked again, "Is it better?"

"It's okay." After You Mengzhe finished his meal, he had Zhao Feihong's pure yang infuriating energy on his body, and finally felt completely relieved. Zhao Feihong said again, "I'll go to sleep after a while."

"Right, father, my mother..."

"Don't mention her!" Zhao Feihong said angrily.

You Mengzhe looked at him blankly, feeling a little annoyed in his heart. This guy had sex with his mother ten years ago, and then he ignored him and threw him on Yuheng Mountain for sixteen years. Don't say a word. Compared with You Gutian, it's not much better, half a catty, two selfish ghosts.

Previously, You Mengzhe only felt that a new life was coming. At least there was a father who asked him warmly and cared about him. Now that his wish has come to nothing, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

"Go to sleep." Zhao Feihong said casually, getting up to clear the table.

You Mengzhe went to burn the bath water and wiped his body indiscriminately. In summer, there are many mosquitoes, buzzing everywhere, and there is no end to it. After sitting in the room for a while, I was bitten by several pimples, got up and went out to find wormwood.

Passing outside the main room, saw Zhao Feihong kneeling in front of the row of gods.

You Mengzhe watched for a while, ignored him, and went to the side room to get wormwood, expecting that Zhao Feihong would not sleep with him again, so he smoked some in his room and in his own room.

It's better not to have this kind of father... You Mengzhe thinks of Zhang Yuanshan, and doesn't know what he is doing now.

You Mengzhe was lying on the bed, tossing and turning but couldn't sleep. He thought that Zhao Feihong would play a flute or something, but there was no movement outside. In the middle of the night, You Mengzhe couldn't help but crept up and went out to take a peek.

I saw that the moonlight made the courtyard full of silver light, Zhao Feihong held a sword in his hand and put it on his own neck.

You Mengzhe was so frightened that he wanted to kill himself with a knife? No need to stop! Don't you ride it a few times, is it so serious?

Zhao Feihong closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and exerted strength on his hands.

You Mengzhe: "!"

Zhao Feihong made another effort.

You Mengzhe: "!!!"

Zhao Feihong gritted his teeth and wiped his neck a few times, but he couldn't do anything anyway.

After a while, Zhao Feihong let out a long sigh and stood lonely in the moonlight, like a hero at the end of his life.

You Mengzhe stared blankly and called, "Father."

Zhao Feihong's body shook, turned to look at You Mengzhe, You Mengzhe said, "What's wrong with you?"

When Zhao Feihong raised the sword, You Mengzhe was terrified, and immediately said, "Father, what do you want!"

"Meng Zhe." Zhao Feihong's voice was filled with unspeakable grief: "Dad did that with you, and he has no face left in this world. Close your eyes, and Dad will compensate you in the next life..."

You Mengzhe: "..."

He's going to kill me! You Mengzhe felt the crisis in an instant, he knocked open the door backwards, and fell to the ground. Zhao Feihong is very skilled in martial arts. He has no reason to resist.

"No way!" You Mengzhe shouted hoarsely, "How could you do this! You're going to die! I didn't know you were my father! What's my business!"

Zhao Feihong stared at You Mengzhe gasping for breath, his sword-wielding hand trembled wildly, Yu Mengzhe suddenly became angry, and he kept on doing it, and cursed: "Zhao Feihong, you bastard! I only ride you to treat your fire! You! You want to kill me even if you fail my mother! You are not as good as pigs and dogs! Come on! Kill me if you can! Stab me to death with a single sword! How does it feel when your mother comes back to me after you've been diǎogān? In your next life, you will also be a mouse in the ditch, don't even think about being a human!"

Zhao Feihong's expression was indescribably terrifying in the moonlight. You Mengzhe stopped his voice, looked at him, and prayed in his heart. He quickly threw the sword away, covered his face and ran out crying... hurry up, hurry up.

After a long time, Zhao Feihong finally calmed down and turned to leave the room. Only then did You Mengzhe breathe a sigh of relief, and climbed up to the room. His heart was fluctuating for a long time and he couldn't calm down. He suddenly felt very sad and angry.

Ugh.

The sun was shining brightly the next day, and it was a little hot in April. Zhao Feihong set out his breakfast on the stone table in the courtyard, boiled white rice porridge and salted egg mustard.

You Mengzhe washed his face and came out, looking at him blankly.

Zhao Feihong was beaten to the head by that guy last night. He thought about it a lot and said, "Eat it."

You Mengzhe sat down, Zhao Feihong picked up an egg and knocked it, while peeling it off for his son, he said: "Dad has also thought about it clearly, don't worry about the past. Be a good man in the future, a man and a man who is upright and not afraid of the people around you. talk."

As soon as Zhao Feihong gave in, You Mengzhe screwed up instead and asked, "What about my mother?"

Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "Don't mention her again."

You Mengzhe: "Hey, old beast, that's not what you said, do you still owe me something?"

Zhao Feihong's color changed in an instant, his face became ashen, You Mengzhe licked his lips, and said, "You forgot to say something?"

Zhao Feihong got up and went to get the stick, You Mengzhe turned over and jumped, and quickly walked out of the courtyard wall. Zhao Feihong chased after him, the meridian blocked by You Mengzhe had been opened up by You Gutian's infuriating energy, and was washed by Zhao Feihong's pure Yang infuriating energy. , 80% of his kung fu has recovered. Although he is not Zhao Feihong's opponent, he can climb a wall and drill an alley.

Zhao Feihong chased after him and roared, "You wicked obstacle!"

You Mengzhe stood at the corner of the alley and shouted, "Come on, old beast!"

Zhao Feihong was furious, and You Mengzhe was full of demonic energy, and he went out to talk to someone he didn't know and said, "You know, Zhao Feihong said that he was my master, but in fact he is my father... You see, he is coming to kill me. Yes! Help!"

You Mengzhe shouted and ran, Zhao Feihong hurried to catch up, and many people around were pointing and watching the fun, You Mengzhe said: "If you dare to do it again, I will stab it out. You try? Huh?"

The neighbors nearby recognized Zhao Feihong, and immediately burst into laughter. They all stood as if watching a play, and someone persuaded him, "Your master is a good person, hey, why do you talk like that!"

You Mengzhe shouted arrogantly: "Everyone is critical! He threw his son in the enemy's den for 16 years, and now he has found it. He didn't even pay for it. He wanted to kill me last night..."

There was an uproar around, Zhao Feihong hurriedly said: "Nothing! Don't talk nonsense!"

You Mengzhe looked at Zhao Feihong with a little hooligan in his eyes and looked at Zhao Feihong with a smile. Zhao Feihong really had no choice but to take him back, so he closed his stick and said, "Come back for dinner!"

You Mengzhe said: "Eat yours, who wants to live with you."

Neighbors all said that it was nothing. Zhao Feihong has lived here for more than ten years. It is a happy event to have a son. How can the father and son be so troubled?

Someone else said that Zhao Feihong had a stubborn temper, and that you two are both virtuous. If you say it, you can go back and go back. You Mengzhe was a little loose when he heard it. Zhao Feihong said, "Come back, I won't beat you."

You Mengzhe was still a little hesitant, and Zhao Feihong said, "It's up to you." After saying that, he turned around and went back into the alley.

You Mengzhe took pity on him again, and the neighbors kept pushing You Mengzhe, which meant that he should go back. Father and son quarreled often, so You Mengzhe went home.

Zhao Feihong was full of anger, and he didn't know where to start his anger. You Mengzhe went back and sat down again, watching out for Zhao Feihong's actions, and gave up when he saw him raise his hand.

"If I say I won't beat you, I won't beat you." Zhao Feihong said casually, "Eat it."

The dead duck had a hard mouth, but You Mengzhe still didn't listen to him. After breakfast, Zhao Feihong asked him to practice martial arts.

You Mengzhe didn't listen to his manipulations this time, and said, "Gān, you can practice the stick technique."

Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

You Mengzhe said, "I'll go out for a walk."

Zhao Feihong: "Where to go?"

You Mengzhe did not answer, and went out for a walk after dinner. Life in Ting County was leisurely. Most of the people worked for half a day and rested for half a day. Zhao Feihong frowned and watched from a distance for a while, but had no choice but to go home.

You Mengzhe just wanted to play back what he owed on Yuheng Mountain over the years, and no longer wanted to practice martial arts with Zhao Feihong. Nai He didn't have much money on him. He bought food with the leftover money from yesterday's grocery shopping, and he gambled a few times with a young man who was not doing his job properly outside the teahouse, and he was empty.

Going to seek money for the magic industry? No, he is no longer the young master of the demon sect, and it is serious to go home to find Zhao Feihong's bad luck.

Zhao Feihong was writing a letter at the table, and as soon as You Mengzhe entered, he said, "Old bastard, give me some silver and two flowers."

Zhao Feihong got up to fight, You Mengzhe pointed at him and said, "Hey, a gentleman keeps his word, you dare to beat me?"

Zhao Feihong: "..."

"You..." Zhao Feihong couldn't say a word for a while, and You Mengzhe said, "I'll go out and shout if you don't give me the money."

Zhao Feihong was furious: "You just go! Get out of this door for me, and don't come back!"

You Mengzhe said: "Cut, you stingy. What will you give when you live in the capital, Zhang Yuanshan, he..."

Zhao Feihong said: "Since this is the case, you should recognize Zhang Yuanshan as a father!"

You Mengzhe called out, "Damn it! I don't want to be your son yet!"

When Zhao Feihong got up, You Mengzhe had been prepared, so he ran away after scolding outside the study.

You Mengzhe walked around the house, picked up a vase in the room, picked a few paintings and calligraphy and put them under his arm. He saw Zhao Feihong burning letters outside the yard. Passed in front of him, turned around and clawed at the wall, and turned out from the backyard.

Zhao Feihong wrote a tribute to his deceased wife Yu Qing, took a deep breath, and stood with his hands behind his back after burning the letter, knowing that You Mengzhe was taking revenge on him. He turned around and knocked on his son's door, intending to have a good talk with him.

"Meng Zhe?" Zhao Feihong pushed open the door. You Mengzhe was not there, and he didn't know where he went, so he had to close the door and go out to buy vegetables.

You Mengzhe swaggered and took the calligraphy and painting and vase to the pawnshop in the city to pawn, and estimated five taels of silver, thinking that this guy's family was quite valuable, so he took the money to drink tea and heard about the book.

After playing for an afternoon, after listening to the storytelling, went to the bridge to watch the people fighting. went back and forth and met a few prodigals. You Mengzhe spent two taels of money to buy a fight, and clenched his fists and applauded.

"Go! Go!" You Mengzhe urged fiercely.

In the evening, the two jīs were fighting vigorously, winning one game and losing two games. You Mengzhe was feeding the jī with a reed pipe when a man in the distance said, "Zhao Mengzhe!"

You Mengzhe changed his surname, but he didn't come back to his senses for a while. Someone next to him stabbed him with an elbow and whispered, "Your father is here, hurry up!"

You Mengzhe realized it, and hurriedly shoved the jī to the person he had just met in the afternoon, saying, "Let it be with you, don't make a noise." Immediately, he patted the front of his robe and lazily got up and walked over.

Zhao Feihong bought wine and vegetables and asked him to go home to eat. He planned to have a good talk and reconciled.

At the beginning of summer, when Huáng fainted and made people lazy, Zhao Feihong placed wine and vegetables on the stone table in the courtyard, poured wine for You Mengzhe, and said casually: "That year, my mother and I, Yuanshan was drinking here. In the blink of an eye. It's been sixteen years."

"Hmm." You Mengzhe replied casually.

Zhao Feihong said, "Your mother's temper is also unruly. Now it seems that eight points have been passed on to you."

You Mengzhe only dealt with it, and there was a batch of conversations, and Zhao Feihong sighed again and said, "It will be martial arts in two years. Since you are not used to living in the mountains, forests and fields, you should practice martial arts well. Dad will accompany you to Beijing to try your luck."

You Mengzhe thought to himself that I need to entrust you to go to martial arts? Zhang Yuanshan has accepted me as his son, even if it is because of your face, Yu Changqing has nothing to do with you, and everyone is now a concubine. Can't find him?

You Mengzhe thought "Damn" and said, "Okay."

Seeing that You Mengzhe was still absent-minded, Zhao Feihong seemed to have packed it up, so he talked about the past, mostly about the time he met Yu Qing, his impression of her, where he played, and what he said. But he didn't ask You Mengzhe's days on the mountain. The more You Mengzhe listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. Zhao Feihong only needed to say that I was wrong in the past. I didn't go to look for you and your mother. If you apologize, You Mengzhe is fine.

But Zhao Feihong never meant it. After eating, You Mengzhe's eyes were red and he said, "I'm sleepy, go back to sleep." Wiping his mouth, he got up and left.

Zhao Feihong only thought that You Mengzhe had heard the old story and remembered the mother he had never met, so he nodded and said no more.

When Meng Zhe tossed and turned during the night tour, he heard the gentle sound of the flute coming from the yard, and fell asleep exhausted, feeling unspeakably lonely in his heart.

When Zhao Feihong got up the next day, You Mengzhe ran away without even having breakfast.

"Meng Zhe?!" Zhao Feihong said loudly, "Where did you go?"

Zhao Feihong looked around, and You Mengzhe didn't know where he was going, so he had to go out to find it.

At this moment, You Mengzhe was already in the west of Ting County, carrying a few martial arts secrets in his arms. He was selling Zhao Feihong's little fortune, a book of "The Theory of Meridians", a book of "Hidden Weapon Dismantling Hands", and a book of "Bunting True Biography". Selling it to a martial arts hall, he shouted, "Or martial arts secrets? It's all good things, come and see."

There were all young people in the martial arts hall. A martial artist recognized You Mengzhe, choked up, and said, "Your father is not dead yet! This is his home! Be careful of being beaten to death!"

You Mengzhe was not afraid at all, and asked: "Do you want it, the secret book, don't pull it down, I'll sell the one in the south of the city, don't talk about these falsehoods."

Although Zhao Feihong is the leader of the martial arts alliance, he is only famous among the rivers and lakes. These martial arts halls are all used by young people to learn the arts. They practice martial arts or go to the capital to apply for a martial arts position, or seek a martial arts position locally or in Jiangzhou. The martial master only knew Zhao Feihong's martial arts, but he didn't know his identity, so he waved to You Mengzhe and said, "Come here, if it's not expensive, I'll take it."

You Mengzhe said: "One book for ten taels, thirty taels of silver, now, it's all broken copies."

The martial master said, "I stole the money from you!"

You Mengzhe: "I won't sell it if my father sees it. Look, here, here... the best martial arts..."

The martial artist turned a few pages and saw that it was full of wonderful martial arts, and immediately secretly panicked, good stuff! So I bargained with You Mengzhe, but I couldn't understand the "Meridian", and the other two books were worth 15 taels of silver.

You Mengzhe went to play again with the money in his pocket.

For several days like this, You Mengzhe would go idle every morning when he got up in the morning, steal something to sell when he ran out of money, and Zhao Feihong didn't find any thieves. Zhao Feihong can't beat him again, his temper is getting worse and worse, he doesn't listen to the training, can't beat him, he really can't do anything, he can't watch him, he's clever and weird, if he's not careful, he runs away without a shadow, and he can't catch up. .

"How long are you going to play!" Zhao Feihong said.

You Mengzhe said: "Tomorrow, I will definitely not go out tomorrow, ah."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

The same promise has been turned over dozens of times, and You Mengzhe doesn't know where he learned it. Zhao Feihong was about to explode with anger, so he went back to his room to sit for a while, then came out calmly and wanted to say a few truths, and knocked on You Mengzhe's door.

"Zhao Mengzhe!" Zhao Feihong said.

No one, You Mengzhe ran away again.

Zhao Feihong almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, but there was nothing he could do about him, so he glanced at the sundial and went out to collect the rent.

The Zhao family owned a few acres of thin fields in Ting County. Three generations ago, he was also a big family in Jiangzhou. Otherwise, how could Zhao Feihong know the book, be polite, and have the bones of elegance? It's a pity that a hundred years ago, the family was unfortunate, and a prodigal son was born, and the entire family's property was ruined, and the remaining family rented land remained untouched. When it was passed on to Zhao Feihong, the farmland was given to the tenants, and a meager rent was collected a year to get by. Otherwise, Zhao Feihong would not have the conditions to concentrate on martial arts.

When the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, Zhao Feihong went to see the fields ten miles away in Ting County, collected the rent, bought some meat with glutinous rice and red dates, and prepared to make rice dumplings to eat.

After collecting the rent, he passed through a martial arts hall in the south of the city, and suddenly heard the voice of a young man in the courtyard, it was You Mengzhe.

"The Law of Suppressing the Devil, the Sixteen Forms of Collapsing Mountain Palm, and the Sword of Chasing Shadows...here, look." You Mengzhe said, "The one in the west of the city bought me several copies, don't you, beware of being knocked on your door in the future. I don't care about kicking the gym and looking for teeth all over the place."

"And this kind of kung fu!" The warriors were amazed.

The old instructor who opened the martial arts hall turned it over in person, took a sip of tea with a bowl of tea, and said, "You set a price, and you are not allowed to sell it to another house, we want it all."

You Mengzhe said: "Eighty taels of silver, one price. Have you practiced the few books you sold last time?"

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Zhao Feihong almost burst his lungs with anger. He stood outside the alley with a livid face and listened for a while. You Mengzhe sold his martial arts secrets and came out. Zhao Feihong had already left the alley.

Zhao Feihong was a little shivering with anger that day. He inspected the study for a round and found that half of the bookshelves were empty, but he didn't find it on weekdays! damned! I went to open the box again to see that a lot of my belongings had also been emptied. You Mengzhe occasionally went to get the book in front of him, but Zhao Feihong just thought he took it back to his room to read it, but he didn't ask.

Zhao Feihong's face was as black as a door god, and he sat on the stone chair in the courtyard. It was not until he was leaning westward that You Mengzhe came back with a full burp.

I just said why couldn't eat when came back every night, because was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas outside.

"Hey, didn't you cook?" After You Mengzhe asked this, he walked straight over and went back to his room.

Zhao Feihong roared: "Stop for me!"

You Mengzhe said: "What's the matter, wow, are you going to hit someone? I called."

Zhao Feihong raised his palm to hit, his eyes were red and he couldn't stop trembling, and he said sadly: "Meng Zhe, how did you become such a person?"

You Mengzhe said, "What's wrong with me..."

Zhao Feihong roared: "You actually steal your father's things to sell?!"

You Mengzhe said, "Isn't yours mine? I'm your son. How are you being polite..."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

Zhao Feihong turned around to get the stick, and You Mengzhe did not forget to shout: "You fight, fight, kill me, it happened that I was going to accompany my mother, when I ran away from home, I brought out my father's bloody sword. I didn't see him say anything..."

Zhao Feihong was just trying to scare him, but when he heard You Mengzhe's words about his father, he was still thinking of You Gutian.

You Mengzhe was startled, Wu Jinbang was already in front of him with the strong wind in an instant, and he subconsciously closed his eyes and turned sideways to dodge.

However, in the next moment, there was a soft ding sound, and a gray figure swept over and stood in front of You Mengzhe, saying, "Zhao Feihong, don't hit him."

The man flicked the Wujin stick with one finger and deflected the stick a little. Zhao Feihong was unprepared and immediately retracted the stick.

You Mengzhe opened his eyes and shouted, "Uncle!" Then he immediately jumped into Yu Wenhong's arms and shouted, "Why are you back!"

Yu Wenhong held You Mengzhe in one hand and smiled, "Yes, I came back early."

Zhao Feihong frowned and said, "Let him go!"

Yu Wenhong let go of You Mengzhe, You Mengzhe immediately hid behind Yu Wenhong, and Zhao Feihong said coldly, "I discipline my son, so I don't need your intervention."

"I won't interfere when you discipline your son." Yu Wenhong said, "But don't hit him."

Zhao Feihong: "..."

You Mengzhe's savior finally came, and he felt a little dizzy in a moment of happiness. He grabbed Yu Wenhong to the side, hugged and arched. Yu Wenhong held a bag in his left hand and put the bag on the stone table, saying, "You're all right. ."

You Mengzhe: "Why did you come back at this time? Didn't you say August 15th?"

Yu Wenhong: "I've learned martial arts, and I'm here to take you. I've already promised."

You Mengzhe was indescribably happy, and his heart was bursting with joy. There were too many questions at a time, and he didn't know where to start. He hugged him for a while and patted it for a while, and finally pushed Yu Wenhong to the ground and rode on his waist. laughingly.

Yu Wenhong sat up and said, "I'm so good now that I can take you away." Then he pointed at Zhao Feihong and said, "Come on, fight again."

You Mengzhe hugged Yu Wenhong's waist from behind, Yu Wenhong's eyes were shining like stars, he looked at Zhao Feihong with a smile, and gestured with his palms.

Zhao Feihong said: "You won, you don't need to fight to know that Zhao is no longer your opponent."

Yu Wenhong nodded and said, "Well, then I'll take him away."

You Mengzhe said: "No way, why can't I see it?"

Zhao Feihong sighed and did not go back to the room, but sat on the steps outside the main room, watching them from a distance.

Yu Wenhong sat down again and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

You Mengzhe rode on Yu Wenhong's lap and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet, come on, tell me what happened during this time, did you go back to my mother's house? How is it there? Let's go to Canghai Pavilion now. ?"

Yu Wenhong made a gesture and said: "I practiced for a hundred days on the top of the Tianzhu, I guess I can beat him, so I will come back to pick you up. Now the sea is not going in that direction, and I have to wait until autumn to go back. Everyone told me that on August 15th, let's go back together, the old pavilion master also wants to see you."

You Mengzhe said, "Can't you go back now?"

Yu Wenhong waved his hand and said, "We have to wait for the cháo, next time we will go."

You Mengzhe nodded and said, "Sure, let me see you... Why is it different from last time."

Yu Wenhong smiled, his handsome appearance was not much different, but his gray robe was even more tattered and patched, as if after a lot of wind and sun, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

You Mengzhe said in pain, "How did you practice?"

Yu Wenhong said: "It's just a very high pillar... Climb up and stay on it for a hundred days, don't be let down by the wind... Well, you have to meditate to expel distractions. You can't go, it's too dangerous."

You Mengzhe couldn't help but be moved, and was very distressed. He leaned in front of Yu Wenhong and looked at his deep eyes. The eyes were clear, and his inner qi seemed to have reached the peak.

Zhao Feihong said: "Canghai Pavilion is really the most authentic martial arts in the world. What if Zhao had spent his entire life trying to get a glimpse of this wonderful realm."

Yu Wenhong said politely: "You are also very powerful. I couldn't beat you before."

Zhao Feihong didn't know how to interface, but You Mengzhe thought he was in the way and said, "Come in, come in and say, ignore him."

Zhao Feihong: "..."