Chapter 137 She Doesn’t Want to Be This Family for a Single Day
"He kept us awake yesterday and we didn't see him when we woke up this morning."

"..."

After hearing Yu Qing's description, Xie Beiling, who had just woken up and searched around the house, was silent for a moment, then he slowly clenched his hand into a fist while fanning his nose:

"Ran?"

"..."

Wei Mingqi, who had rarely gone to the East Palace to handle affairs recently, was suddenly missing in the morning. There was no need to think about where he had been.

Li He——

"Oh, I really went there secretly..."

Yu Qing, who failed to torture Wei Mingqi and ended up getting herself involved, gritted her teeth, and the breathing of the other women in the room also became disordered.

Xie Beiling waited for a whole night, only to see the evil disciple who had said a few days ago that he would take her to find Li He run away. Needless to say, she felt very sad.

But who is the most angry person?

"Wei! Ming! Qi!"

The sound of gnashing teeth could be heard, wishing to eat the flesh and sleep on the skin. Xie Beiling and Yu Qing both looked towards the couch, only to see that the pair of peach blossom eyes had turned as red as a rabbit's.

"Huh? What?"

Yu Qing was an extra thief. Seeing her reaction, he immediately narrowed his eyes:

"Look at you like this, could it be that when he took you out yesterday, he tricked you with the promise of 'taking you with him when he leaves the capital'?"

"..."

Shi Fengguan said nothing, but his chest rose and fell more and more rapidly.

"Pfft, you deserve it. You keep calling him a bastard all day long, but once that bastard brings out a carrot, you can't tell east from west."

Yu Qing mercilessly mocked this traitor who betrayed his "comrade":

"Don't you think about it? He even wanted to hide something from Taoist Xie. How could he take you with him when he went out to do it? Do you know what's good for you now?"

!

Shi Fengguan was angry, and when he heard that, he turned around and grabbed her melon fiercely:

"You are so smart! You can control him, so why don't you? What else can you do besides spoiling him?"

"Hiss—if you're angry, go take it out on him! Why are you pinching my child's rice plate?"

"Even if I can't catch your man, I can always catch you!"

"..."

With her pink arms and white legs clenched into a ball, Xie Beiling rubbed her forehead in front of the door, and then took the trembling Song Lingyu out.

She doesn't want to be the head of this family for even a day—

……

Crackling.

On the side of the post road, a blazing bonfire illuminated a small piece of wasteland. Horses with their saddles removed were leisurely chewing grass beside the carts, occasionally snorting in response to the noises nearby.

"Ah - I'm so annoyed. If you hadn't insisted on taking a nap, we would have reached the post station a long time ago. We dragged our feet and now we have to sleep outdoors. There are so many mosquitoes here!"

After the frantic female voice sounded, the young man's helpless voice was heard beside the campfire:

"Sister, please stop being unreasonable. Where do mosquitoes come from in the spring?"

"what?"

The female voice rose again: "Are you saying I'm lying? Why is my butt so itchy when there are no mosquitoes here?"

"The ground is covered with gravel. Wouldn't it itch if you sat on it?"

"Wei Jixian——"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong. The dry food is ready. Sister, you should eat it and get in the car quickly."

"Ugh... I won't eat it. It's so hard that it can kill Lao Hua. I might as well just eat Lao Hua."

"呲-"

The old spotted horse beside the carriage raised its head and looked towards the campfire in confusion.

"What are you looking at, you lazy horse! If you walk faster this afternoon, can I stay here with you to enjoy the breeze?"

"..."

After scolding the horse, the woman by the campfire turned around. The young man opposite twitched his face. Just as he was about to discuss with her whether he could continue scolding "Lao Hua" -

"Do not talk."

"..."

The campfire was quiet for a while. Soon, the sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer from the distant post road. The young man gently touched the sword hanging on his waist.

"Two horses, two men."

"Ah."

After the brief conversation, there was a few breaths of silence. When he noticed that the two horses had left the post road and were approaching this side, the young man stood up, drew his sword and said loudly:
"Which friends are coming?"

"Borrow a fire to rest your feet."

Along with a clear male voice, the other party threw something from afar without stopping his horse.

"sister--"

Snapped--

The young man opened his mouth but it was too late. The elder sister beside him waved her red whip and knocked the object away, then started to scold:

"You want to put out the fire that I started? It's not that easy. If you don't want to cause trouble, get out of here!"

"chatter--"

With a sigh, the two strangers, whose outlines were only blurry in the moonlight, reined in their horses. The man who had spoken first said curiously:

"It's not for nothing, but now I can't even pay for convenience when I go out?"

"..."

The woman glanced over and saw the object that was knocked down by her whip flashing silver light on the sand not far away.

Hmm, it doesn’t look like a bad guest.

but--

"Young Master~ We are all out on the road, who needs your little money?"

She spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"Sister, please stop talking! Please forgive me, this is my first time traveling far away."

As he spoke, the young man stopped her behind him, then bowed and said:
"It is natural to be able to do things conveniently when you are out and about, but with the women here, it is not very convenient. Please forgive me."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and he kept his sword in his hand while speaking. It was obvious that while he was politely refusing, he was also prepared to turn against him.

"Forget it's inconvenient."

The man said this calmly, and then he neither approached nor left. He dismounted and said to the person beside him, "Pick up some firewood and come back. Rest here for a while and leave at dawn."

"I don't know what you're troubled by."

He said to the man next to him in an old and impatient voice:

"Just beat the two kids away, if you're too lazy to do it, I'll do it--"

Hearing these words with an obviously hostile tone, Wei Jixian just clenched his sword and became alert, when the young man who had spoken earlier said in a voice even more impatient than his:

"You old man, do you really want me to punish you in the middle of the night?"

"...Okay, you're awesome."

After being scolded, the unkind old man actually went to look for firewood nearby, mumbling:

"You are so young, and you don't know how to respect the elderly."

"..."

The surroundings became quiet. In the dim night, the younger one among the visitors did not say a word. He just turned around and patted his horse. After the horse lay down, he leaned on it without paying attention to the stones on the ground and rested like this.

This kind of behavior is indeed a true Jianghu playboy. Wei Jixian gradually let go of the worry he had raised before. The sister beside him spoke with great interest:

"Over there, your old slave is quite wild, where did you come from?"

"..."

"Hey, you're still silent and pretending to be cool. Do you still want the silver? If not, I'll pick it up for you." "..."

While he was talking, the young man on the horse raised his head slightly and said with a slightly impatient tone:

"Sword bearer, take care of your chatterbox."

"you--"

"Sorry sorry!"

Wei Jixian immediately covered his sister's mouth and apologized to her:
"Brother, have a good rest."

"..."

The sister under his control was dissatisfied with his behavior and bit the flesh between his palms fiercely. Wei Jixian endured the pain and carried her to the campfire. With one hand, he used a wooden stick to write on the sand:
'These two are not easy to mess with!'

"What did you promise your parents before you came out?"

"..."

Seeing that the people under his palm gradually quieted down, Wei Jixian loosened his hand. The woman really stopped making trouble unreasonably, but just walked to the other side and sat down in a huff, looking as if she was going to use cold violence against him.

"……Why."

With a soft sigh, he also sat down and started to nibble on the roasted dry food.

The more he gnawed, the more regretful he felt.

This time when he went out for training, his eldest sister insisted on coming along, saying that she was worried about him and wanted to take care of him, and she convinced his parents and him with this.

Now that I think about it, I was really bewildered.

What kind of temper does his elder sister have? Hasn't he experienced enough since he was a child? He has been cleaning up her mess all the way to the customs.

It was fine that he had to be served in various ways in life, as he had been used to it since he was a child, but he had no idea how many situations like today he had encountered along the way.

If it weren't for his outstanding martial arts skills and the reputation of the Wei family, it would have been difficult for him to even cut sparks with his sword on the way through the pass.

I regret it - I regret it so much -

Wei Jixian was watching the situation with a worried look, when the breeze coming from the wasteland attracted his attention.

This passed in the blink of an eye.

Push push push——

"what!"

The angry sister pushed his arm away, and Wei Jixian pointed at the hazy wasteland in the distance under the moonlight and blinked desperately to signal her.

"Ok?"

The woman couldn't help but look away when she saw him acting weird. The next second, her eyebrows raised, with a look of deep suspicion on her face.

In the distance, under the moonlight, there seemed to be a "big bat" flying low in the night, rising and falling, and its lightness skill level was beyond her ability to judge.

"That old man is so powerful? Can you tell what level of martial artist he is?"

Wei Jixian looked at the question his elder sister had written on the ground, frowned and thought for a moment before picking up the stick:

'At least he is a martial arts master (crossed out)'

? ?
After reading it, the woman's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously doubted my judgment.

Grandmaster?

Can that old man be at this level?
He was scolded like a grandson by that young man before. Does this martial arts master have such a low status in the martial arts world?
In her hometown, any warrior with these two words in his name has his own property, and he is considered an honored guest when he comes to her house. Even her parents have to entertain him well.

Is the water in this level so deep?

As the woman thought about it, she couldn't help but shrink her neck. Only then did she realize how dangerous her behavior just now was.

It was a dark and windy night in this remote countryside. If those two people had been more ruthless and killed the brother and sister and left them there, even the Wei family would have had difficulty in finding out what had happened. It could be said that their deaths were in vain.

"Oh, how about I go and apologize? And then we can just run away?"

'...'

Looking at the words his sister wrote on the ground, Wei Jixian couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

As expected of his sister, she has always bullied the weak and feared the strong since she was young.

After a moment of contemplation.

'Need not. '

"That young guy doesn't seem unreasonable. Since he has a master following him, he must be from a famous family in Guanzhong. We have just finished talking. Let's not talk to him or provoke him. We can just go our separate ways tomorrow morning."

Seeing the writing on the ground, the woman nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice. She stopped complaining and even ate the dry biscuits with a look of no regrets.

Feeling the rare tranquility, Wei Jixian actually felt grateful to the two mysterious people.

If they hadn't come, he would have been nagged to death by his sister tonight.

After a while.

Snapped--

The old man quickly collected a pile of firewood and came back, and piled it not far in front of the young man. When Wei Jixian thought that he was going to take out the firewood, he suddenly clasped his hands together, making a sound of metal clashing, and visible sparks splashed on the firewood, and flames appeared soon.

Damn——

It would be fine if he was just so good at Qinggong, but he was also a ruthless person who used external martial arts. Even in the vast world of martial arts, such a warrior who can fight and run is the most difficult to deal with.

Wei Jixian silently hugged his sword, then looked at his elder sister beside him, only to see her lowering her head and chewing the cake carefully, like a mouse, not daring to make any sound.

I just tried to hold back my urge to laugh.

"Hey, those two little ones over there!"

As soon as the bonfire started, the old man who had gone to collect firewood waved loudly:

"Do you have any extra cakes? Send a few over."

Wei Jixian was stunned for a moment.

"coming--"

He put the long sword on the ground and quickly stood up and walked to the old man and the young man. He didn't dare to look at them any more after a quick glance. He just handed a stack of cakes to the old man and said:
"Senior, is this enough? There is some spicy noodles here. If you feel comfortable, you can try it."

"Um--"

The old man with gray hair and a skinny face like a marten took the cake and seasoning, looked up at him with a meaningful smile and said:
"You are much smarter than your sister and have a bright future. A person with your sister's stubborn personality is not suitable for traveling around the world."

"That's what senior said."

Wei Jixian nodded respectfully: "After this experience, my parents will definitely lock her up at home and discipline her properly."

"Well, come back."

The old man who looked strangely familiar waved his hand, looking as if he was not interested in his family background. Wei Jixian was not dissatisfied with his attitude at all, and when he was about to turn around and leave -

"Old Deng, give him some money."

The young man, who was leaning on the horse with only half of his face exposed, suddenly spoke:
"Don't eat other people's food for free."

"Tsk——"

The old man who looked like a senior in the martial arts world opened his mouth, but probably thought of the scene where he was scolded in public before, so he forced himself to hold back his words, put his hand in his arms and said:

"Take the money, boy."

A few cakes were not worth much, but Wei Jixian did not refuse and honestly stretched out his hand and said:

"Then thank you for the gift, elder."

"Um……"

The old man paused while taking out the money, then smiled and said, "You are so sensible, it's hard to send you away like this."

Saying——

He picked up a stick and wrote on the ground, saying, "I'll erase it after you finish writing. How much you can remember and understand depends entirely on your ability."

"..."

Wei Jixian held his breath, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

Just by looking at the beginning written by this old senior, he immediately knew what the other party was going to teach him -

"Eighteen Verticals of Climbing the Clouds" from Taiqing School, one of the three Taoist religions!
This light martial art can only be learned by Taiqing disciples and it is rarely leaked into the world. This is a rare opportunity, so Wei Jixian immediately concentrated, not wanting to miss a single word.

Immediately, the young man turned over when he heard the rustling sound.

Hey,
When I am away from home, it is another day when I miss my master.

(End of this chapter)