Chapter 138 Hunting in Guanzhong
A quarter of an hour later, the sand was already covered with wildly written words.

When the old man drew the last stroke and before he started to paint, Wei Jixian had already withdrawn his gaze and bowed solemnly:

"Thank you for the opportunity given to me."

"Well, your understanding is acceptable."

The old man threw down the branch, waved at him and said casually:

"Go back and figure it out for yourself."

"..."

Wei Jixian had been influenced by his parents since he was a child, and he knew that there were many seniors in the world with strange tempers like the old man, and the probability of encountering such people increased as he moved up the ladder.

Wei Jixian has figured out a way to deal with this kind of people: don't try to take advantage of them when you meet them.

Don't provoke them.

This was purely a coincidence. Wei Jixian felt a little grateful. He bowed again and turned around and walked towards his campfire without saying anything more.

Behind.

"Wei boy, why don't you come up and take a look? Even your master may not have this "Eighteen Verticals of Ascending the Clouds". If it were put on the Jianghu, a bunch of people would fight over it."

Your surname is Wei?

The tone of the address seemed different from what he had initially imagined.

What is the relationship between these two people?
Wei Jixian was just beginning to feel curious when he saw the old man behind him mumbling to himself while chewing on a piece of bread, not answering the young man:
"Forget it. I guess you don't really need it. For people like you and me, the Eighteen Lengths are fine for normal use, but if you really need to get into trouble, it's better to just kick your legs hard."

"..."

Wei Jixian's brows twitched as he heard this on the road.

"Eighteen Verticals of Climbing the Clouds" is regarded as a first-rate martial art of lightness in the martial arts world, and is known as "chasing the wind and catching the moon" and "catching a cicada with a snap of the fingers". However, in the words of this old senior, it is not as good as "a kick of the leg".

It's fine if it's just him, but even the young man who is younger than him can do it? What a joke, even the Wei devil in the capital who has the same surname as him can't do it.

When I was thinking to myself——

The old man with a strange temper but extremely generous sighed and continued what he had said before:
"I, old man, have been very successful in the first half of my life. I have killed countless geniuses like that kid just now. But I just had to meet a freak like you when I am old. Is there really such absurd thing as karma in life?"

"..."

He said this casually, just like he was slightly depressed because his dinner was not spicy, but when Wei Jixian heard it, he was shocked in his heart.

"Why have you been so talkative all this time—"

The impatient voice of the young man surnamed Wei came with the night wind:
"I should have hit you in the mouth that day."

"..."

Wei Jixian found it increasingly difficult to understand this old man and the young. He quickened his pace back to the campfire. It was not until he sat down and felt the warmth in front of him that his tense heart slowly relaxed.

rustling --

"Why have you been talking to each other for so long? What's going on with those two?"

Seeing his sister asking questions like a curious baby, Wei Jixian did not write down the four horrifying guesses about the "man of the devil", but just picked up the tree branch and wrote perfunctorily:

"He is just an ordinary old man. It is taboo to ask about other people's backgrounds when you are out. Let's say hello and leave tomorrow morning."

I thought this statement would dispel my sister's curiosity, but I never thought -

'Does the younger one look particularly cold?'

"..."

Wei Jixian thought her focus was too strange, so he hesitated for a while before slowly writing on the sand:

"I can't see through it..."

Having written this, Wei Jixian recalled the stunning profile he had seen in the dim firelight just now, and picked up his pen to write:

'But his eyebrows and eyes are handsome and his temperament is not like that of ordinary people. He must have a great background.'

"Wuhu..."

As soon as he finished writing, he heard a low voice beside him. Wei Jixian turned his eyes and saw that his sister seemed to be happy. His heart was beating wildly. He immediately wiped the handwriting with his foot and asked:

"Why are you asking this?"

"Your parents won't allow you to look for a man outside!"

That being said, the real reason was that the old man and the young man were too dangerous, especially the latter, who looked even more gloomy than the old senior and was definitely not a good person.

Wei Jixian knows his elder sister well. He knows that it would be best if he finds someone who can be bullied in the future. But if he doesn't know his own limits and finds someone he can't control, then every day after marriage will be like a drama.

When he was worried and anxious, the woman next to him was even more anxious than him.

"what are you thinking!"

She stretched out her long legs to erase his handwriting, and wrote vigorously:

"I just thought he had a nice voice! I guess he was good-looking! Do you think your sister is a flower maniac? Can't she walk just because of a handsome guy?"

"Your sister is very smart!"

"...Please keep your voice down."

Wei Jixian was afraid of disturbing the other side, so he clasped his hands together, smiled bitterly, and pretended to be pitiful for a long time. Finally, he comforted his elder sister.

By this time it was already late at night. The brother and sister sat on a dead log, hands folded, to rest. On the other side, the old man's voice by the campfire was still drifting towards them faintly with the night wind.

"You really don't want to eat some bread? This salt and pepper flour would be delicious if sprinkled on it."

"..."

"Why do you look so lazy since you left the capital? Were you too tired last night? Well, even if we are about to part and you are still young, you still need to be moderate. You must know that the older a woman gets, the bigger her appetite becomes. Even a real dragon becomes a loach at my age."

"..."

"Tell me the truth, how many women do you have?"

"..."

The remarkable content floated over here, and when Wei Jixian was feeling envious, someone suddenly reached out and kicked him.

I turned around and saw my elder sister saying with a look of disdain for the person in front of me but not daring to yell at me:
"Don't learn from that playboy across the street."

"……Um."

Wei Jixian coughed lightly and nodded, but he felt inexplicably relieved.

Although the young man named Wei looks very unreliable, fortunately his sister is a well-known pure love warrior at home.

One person for a lifetime, this is his sister's unswerving pursuit until death.

"If you keep nagging me, I'll have you running away with your horse on your back tomorrow."

"..."

As a few shouts drifted in the night wind, the bonfire on the other side finally settled down in this beautiful night.

The night ends and the day dawns.

"Xu."

Until a streak of white appeared on the horizon, Wei Jixian, who had been guarding all night with his eyes closed, was awakened by a noise not far away.

"what……"

The elder sister who was sleeping soundly on his lap was also woken up. She stood up and stretched like a cat beside him before yawning and saying:
"They're leaving? It's so early. Why do I feel like I haven't slept at all? My body aches so much."

"..." Wei Jixian, who had been waiting all night, twitched his lips but said nothing. He gathered his energy and waited until the two horses jogged to his side.

"Are you two going to set off?" He bowed.

"Ah."

The old senior who had gifted him the martial arts last night also looked like he hadn't woken up yet, his eyes were empty and he was indifferent to his greeting. Instead, the young man on the other horse turned his head towards him and nodded slightly:

"Sorry to bother you for one night. Goodbye."

"..."

His voice was as clear as the snow water rushing in the mountain stream in early spring, cold but not far away, which made people feel more alert.

He is also a very mysterious person.

When they got up early to set off on their journey, the other party put on a black gauze hat to conceal his identity. In the morning light, only a pair of cold and reserved eyes could be vaguely seen, which left a deep impression on those who looked at him.

In addition, he is wearing a neat black suit, which highlights his tall and handsome figure. Even his slender, cold white hand with distinct veins as he lightly holds the whip is particularly eye-catching.

This kind of dress is obviously not uncommon in the martial arts world. Wei Ji usually saw it casually and didn't think there was anything special about it. But after this man put it on, the feeling he got was even more shocking than when he saw his profile last night.

Such a heroic figure, and his surname is Wei, could he really be the man in the capital?
Wei Jixian was startled by his sudden thought, but immediately denied this guess in his heart.

Now the situation in Guanzhong is turbulent, and things are getting more and more intense in other places. Even I am being drawn into the Guanzhong Pass. As long as Wei Mingqi is not a lunatic, he will definitely not enter the capital at this juncture.

Although this psychological activity lasted a long time, it was only a moment in reality. When Wei Jixian collected his thoughts and clasped his hands, the two men and two horses had already passed them and went towards the post road.

"Bon Voyage……"

After reading the blessing awkwardly, Wei Jixian put down his hands, his shoulders drooped, and he felt an urge to breathe a sigh of relief.

Spending a night with such a strong man whose good and evil are unclear is really too much to close one's eyes. I had to be extremely careful at all times. Fortunately, I have now passed the test safely and gained a little. It's really -

When Wei Jixian was just thinking about his luck, his sister beside him suddenly raised her hand and shouted to the two people who had already boarded the post road:
"Hey - you in black over there! You really don't want the silver you threw last night!"

"..."

The sound spread far away, and Wei Jixian, who was startled, quickly turned his head to look over there, but he saw that the two people on the post road were very masters and had no intention of turning back to pay attention to his silly sister.

After the figure gradually faded away.

"call--"

Wei Jixian couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"cut."

As soon as the strong man left, the silly sister, whose arrogance immediately increased by two points, kicked the stone under her feet and said:
"It's so extravagant and wasteful. I don't know whose stupid young master he is."

"..."

Wei Jixian moved his lips but ultimately said nothing.

It's not always a good thing when a strong man leaves.

Without anyone to suppress him, his silly sister who bullies the weak and fears the strong will start nagging him again.

I quietly put the saddle on the old horse after a night's rest. The silly girl beside me really started to mutter, as if she wanted to pour out all the words she had been holding back last night:
"He's a cold person, but not a bad one. If I had known he was so abiding by the rules, I would have borrowed his place to rest last night."

"Just now I saw that he seemed to be very good-looking, but unfortunately I couldn't see him clearly. His voice was pleasant, and it made my ears itch..."

As she spoke, Silly Sister's voice became louder:
“Ah—so boring—”

"Why is he wearing a gauze hat so early in the morning? It's like he's afraid that others will see his face. He doesn't even talk back. Is he afraid that other women will see him and eat him alive?"

"It's useless to be a playboy, no matter how good-looking you are! How dare you call me a nagging person? My parents have never said that to me. This is too much!"

"..."

Wei Jixian continued to listen to the emotional garbage beside him silently. After he had fixed the carriage, he lifted the curtain and said respectfully:
"Sister, please get in the car——"

"Humph!"

The woman came over with a red whip tied around her waist. When she was about to get on the bus, she suddenly turned around, touched her face and said thoughtfully:

"Since I'm free, don't I look pretty?"

There was no need to hesitate about such questions. Wei Jixian responded instinctively since childhood:

"It's beautiful, as beautiful as a fairy. It's just that you entered the martial arts world too late, otherwise even Luoshen would have suffered in front of you."

"Humph--"

As soon as these words came out, Silly Sister immediately raised her head and got into the carriage and said in a tender voice:

"That's his problem!"

"..."

Wei Jixian's mouth twitched, and then he drove the carriage onto the post road. After a while, he couldn't help but remind him again:
"Sister, do you still remember the purpose of our entry into Guanzhong this time?"

"Ah? What's the purpose?"

A doubtful female voice came from the carriage:
"It's just experience."

"..."

We ate, drank, and toured the mountains and rivers along the way, and my silly sister really had a great time.

Wei Jixian endured the pain in his head and reminded:

"Sister, there are two types of training: effective training and ineffective training. Do you know how big the difference in cost-effectiveness is?"

"What can you gain from such an aimless and aimless experience, other than meeting some people, seeing some sights, tasting some delicious food and suffering some losses?"

"For people like us who are from aristocratic families, it is not enough to just have strength. We need to make a name for ourselves and make friends. Otherwise, how can we guarantee our future status in the martial arts world? How can we protect the foundation of our Wei family?"

"Without some famous friends, any random person coming from the river can take away our family's foundation, so we need to become famous. If you are famous in the martial arts world, others will be afraid to act rashly when they see you. Even if they are stronger than you, they will have to consider how many friends you have behind you."

"And how can one become famous? Nothing more than being a hero or competing with others. The former is generally hard to come by, and most people cannot afford to offend you if they do. The latter is likely to offend people whether you win or lose, and there will be troubles. It is not something that people like us who have families and careers should choose."

"The most precious thing is the opportunity to become famous with no disadvantages and all benefits, and you can also make friends in the process. Sister, do you know what this opportunity is generally called?"

"……Um."

A careless voice came from the carriage:

"what?"

Wei Jixian's brows twitched, and he said helplessly:

"Of course it's to kill demons! That gang has done a lot of bad things and has a bad reputation. Every time we pick a person who is confident and alone, we all fight together. The process is easy and enjoyable, and there are no troubles afterwards. After the task is completed, we drink together and become friends. Then our parents can spend some money and find a ranger to spread the word, and our reputation will follow!"

"..."

"This kind of opportunity is so rare! Not to mention it only comes once in a century. Sister, you better pay attention!"

This time, the silly girl in the car finally took it seriously and asked back:

"What if it goes wrong?"

"Just smash it—"

Wei Jixian, who was outside the carriage, spread his hands and said:
"It's not our turn to charge into battle in the front for small shrimps like us. We just follow behind and wave our flags. If things go well, we use the money to hire rangers. If things go wrong, we just throw the flags away. Who would pay attention to us youngsters?"

At this moment, an idea suddenly flashed through the woman's mind:
"Is this the reason why our parents didn't come?"

"It is very——"

Wei Jixian clapped his hands in satisfaction and praised:
"This hunting trip in Guanzhong is rare in a century, but there are too many things involved. Our parents are so smart that they let me bring you here. This is called sitting on the Diaoyutai, and there is no chance of failure anyway!"

(End of this chapter)