Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

"What? Wudang Qingchen!" This time it was Qin Muchu's turn to shout softly, his surprise was beyond words.

When Qin Muchu first came out of the martial arts world, Wudang Qingchen was one of the top ten rookies in the martial arts world. Cheng Yuan and Qingchen rarely walked in the martial arts world, but they were listed as one of the top ten rookies, which shows that their martial arts are extraordinary. If Qin Muchu wasn't Once they meet, they have mastered the Qiankun Mind Technique, and I am afraid they will not be their opponents.

What surprised Qin Muchu the most was that Qingchen of Wudang was not a Taoist priest, but the grandson of Marquis Wenwen of Chaoting! What’s even worse, this Qingchen actually sang and sang every night, spent a lot of time drinking, and went in and out of the land of fireworks and birds and willows!

Qin Muchu still didn't believe it, so he asked: "Mr. Wen, let's put aside the relationship between master and servant and talk as two people in the martial arts world. Are you... really the Qingchen of Wudang?" What he said next was word for word.

At this time, Wen Ziji couldn't figure out why the Yan Guigui in front of him was here. He knew that with his own martial arts, it would be difficult to keep him. If people in the world knew that Qingchen could not keep an unknown person, I'm afraid No one would believe it. He said in a cold voice with no expression on his face: "That's right. It's true!" He said every word.

After hearing this, Qin Muchu suddenly laughed, a little in disbelief. He shrugged again, spread his hands, walked to the round table in the hall, pulled up a round stool and sat down, then smiled at Wen Ziji and said: "Qingchen , Qingchen, haha, it really surprises me. Come on, come on, don’t be so tense. Let’s sit down and talk.” For a moment, it was as if Qin Muchu had become the host, and Wen Ziji had become the guest.

When Wen Ziji saw this, he was angry and funny, but somehow he actually listened to the other party's words, put down the sword in his hand, and walked to the round table and sat on a round stool.

"Are you really Wudang Qingchen?" Qin Muchu suddenly asked again.

"Nonsense!" Wen Ziji gave Qin Muchu a roll of his eyes.

"Haha! I'm not a little surprised." Qin Muchu said with a smile, "You know, I always thought that Wudang Qingchen was a Taoist priest just like Shaolin Chengyuan, but I didn't expect that our young master Wen turned out to be Qingchen. ah."

"I'm not Young Master Wen!" Wen Ziji said coldly. He spoke very hastily, almost as soon as Qin Muchu said "Young Master Wen", he blurted it out.

In fact, the "big" that Qin Muchu said did not refer to the number one ranking, but to Wen Ziji's prominent life experience. However, Wen Ziji was obviously very sensitive to the title "Young Master Wen". Otherwise, he would not have such a reaction .

Qin Muchu heard what Wu Ma said about Wen Zijun, so he also understood Wen Ziji's reaction. He waved his hands quickly and said: "Okay, okay, Second Young Master Wen, Second Young Master! That's all right."

Wen Ziji discovered that usually when anyone called him "Young Master", he would scold that person angrily. But facing Yan Huilai in front of him, he couldn't get angry. He said solemnly: "Who are you? Why do you want to sneak in? Come to my home?" This is what he has wanted to ask for a long time, but unfortunately he has been unable to ask. The other party's martial arts is so high that he only came to apply for a nursing home position, and during the application process, he also deliberately concealed his strength. At that time, Wen Zi Ji thought that this Yan Guihui had flexible footwork and could follow Wen Zirou and prevent her from getting away. Who knew that his martial arts skills were so high, which gave Wen Ziji a lot of questions.

Qin Muchu shrugged, clapped his hands and said, "Second Young Master, I entered your home without any ill intentions. You also know what happened in the past few days. Have I done anything detrimental to your family?" Qin Muchu was a little strange.

Facing Wen Ziji, he often shrugged and waved his hands.

Wen Ziji knew that the other party was talking about rescuing Wen Zirou. He thought about it and felt that the other party had not done anything to regret the family. He asked again: "Then what is your purpose? I don't believe you are just doing it.

I came from the nursing home." When he said this, his tone was no longer cold.

After hearing this, Qin Muchu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up at Wen Ziji and said, "In exchange, you must also answer me a question. How about it?"

Wen Ziji didn't know what the other party wanted to ask, but he still nodded and said, "Okay!"

Qin Muchu said: "Okay. I came to your house to find someone."

After hearing this, Wen Ziji asked in confusion: "Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

"Hey! This is your second question!" Qin Muchu waved his hand, "It's my turn to ask you."

Wen Ziji was stunned and said, "Do you think you have answered my question?"

Qin Muchu replied: "Of course, if you ask me why I entered your house, my purpose is to find someone."

After hearing this, Wen Ziji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was helpless. He also stretched his hands forward and said: "Okay, okay, you ask." He thought to himself: "Humph! Let's see how I answer you."

Qin Muchu asked: "Are you dissatisfied with your family if you don't do good things like the young master of the Hou Mansion, but you go out and have a good time and have fun every day?"

Wen Ziji thought for a while, and finally sighed: "Yes." He didn't expect that the other person asked a question of one of two choices, and he had no chance to answer ambiguously.

"Then you are..." Qin Muchu was about to speak, but was stopped by Wen Ziji, saying: "Hey! That's the second question!" He was learning and practicing now.

"Ha! Second Young Master, you learn very quickly." Qin Muchu said with a smile, "Then, do you want to continue?"

Wen Ziji nodded and said, "Of course!"

"Okay. I'm here to see Wen Wenhou, your grandfather Wen Baiqian." Qin Muchu said.

Wen Ziji listened as if he heard it, and then waited for Qin Muchu to ask.

Qin Muchu asked: "Are you dissatisfied with the Marquis or your parents?" The reason why he asked this was because when he saw Wen Ziji standing next to his parents, he looked depressed, and the last time Wen Baiqian

Beating and scolding him.

Wen Ziji didn't expect that the other party's question was so sharp. After thinking for a long time, he answered: "My parents." Then he said: "It's my turn to ask, why did you find my grandfather?" For such a question and answer,

He seemed a little interested.

Qin Muchu didn't say much and replied: "Your grandfather may be my benefactor's benefactor. I came to him to ask him for one of my benefactor's old things." He moved Old Man Qiankun out.

After hearing this, Wen Ziji's head felt a little big, and he said, "Your benefactor's benefactor? Hey! This is not what I want to ask!"

Seeing this, Qin Muchu smiled and said: "Haha, don't be so sensitive, Second Young Master. However, I will tell you this matter unconditionally." Then, he told how Old Qiankun was rescued by Wen Baiqian and gave him another piece.

He told us about the meteorite given to Wen Baiqian. Finally, he said, "The truth is, I'm still not sure whether that Wen Baiqian is your grandfather."

After hearing this, Wen Ziji felt enlightened and said, "If you go and ask him directly, won't you be able to find out?"

Qin Muchu smiled and stared at Wen Ziji and said, "As long as you answer my question truthfully, I can go directly to the Marquis."

When Wen Ziji saw the other party's smile, he couldn't help but feel cold in his heart. He didn't know what other sharp and difficult questions the other party would ask. But he had already asked the third question, and the other party not only answered it, but also answered it in unusual detail. Regardless.

No matter what, we can only wait for the other party to ask questions. He took a breath and said, "You can ask."

Qin Muchu asked: "The fact that you are dissatisfied with your parents has something to do with Wen Zijun, the eldest son of the Wen family, right?" He had just seen Wen Ziji's overreaction to the word "Young Master Wen", and with the addition of Wen Ziji

I called my house "Lotus Pavilion". I had a hint of understanding in my heart, but I couldn't figure out what it was, so I asked this question.

Hearing the other party ask this question, Wen Zi stood up silently. He pointed at Qin Muchu excitedly and said: "You! You, who are you? Why do you know about Wen Zijun?"

Qin Muchu did not answer, but smiled and said: "Your parents..." He was originally going to ask Wen Ziji, "What is the relationship between your parents and Wen Zijun?", but was interrupted by Wen Ziji.

Wen Ziji suddenly put his head in his hands and growled: "Stop talking! Stop talking!" He fell to the ground like a child, seeming to be sobbing.

Qin Muchu was stunned when he saw this. He didn't know why Wen Ziji was so excited when he mentioned something about Wen Zijun. He stood up and wanted to go forward to comfort Wen Ziji, but after thinking about it, he didn't know what to say, so he was stunned for a moment.

The two stood and sat, silent and moving, forming a strange picture.

After a long time, Wen Ziji calmed down. He stood up again, and without asking Qin Muchu to sit down, he asked, "You already know this?"

When Qin Muchu saw Wen Ziji asking this question, it must be about the disappearance of Wen Zijun, the eldest son of the Wen family. Therefore, he nodded.

"Oh, this matter has been in my heart for a long time. My eldest brother Wen Zijun, our family is sorry for him." Wen Ziji sighed.

Qin Muchu already knew about Wen Zijun's disappearance, and comforted him: "Actually, your family can't be entirely blamed. I know your family is very sad."

"That's right! They are very sad. But, I can't forgive them!" Wen Ziji shook his head and clenched his fists. Seeing that Qin Muchu wanted to speak again, he quickly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't speak for them first, listen to me first.

Finished." For some reason, Wen Ziji felt that whatever was in his heart, he wanted to tell Yan Gui in front of him. Perhaps these things had been accumulated in his heart for too long, and gradually he became a little breathless.

For a moment, Wen Ziji's mind was a little confused and he didn't know where to start. Qin Muchu didn't speak anymore and didn't disturb him.

Wen Ziji was silent for a while, then sat softly on the round stool and said slowly: "Since I was born, I have lived a carefree and happy life. But when I found out, I realized that I still have another one.

My cousin was Wen Zijun. But he disappeared. The whole family was very sad. Later..."

"One day when I was ten years old, I wanted to secretly go and play with my father's sword. I entered the room and was about to pick up the sword when I heard my parents talking. I was so scared that I hid on the bed and fell down.

, I didn’t dare to get angry. After my parents came in, they closed the door.

I just heard my father sigh: "Oh, father is sad again. I told you that we shouldn't have done this at the beginning." After hearing this, my mother said in a deep voice: "Do you think this is what I want?"

If Ji'er was born earlier than him, Ji'er would be the eldest son of your Wen family, and he wouldn't have to disappear.'

My father heard this and said angrily: "Humph! If you are the eldest son, you have to be the eldest son. Yes, as the eldest son, you can naturally be the master of the family. But being the master of the family is really just that."

Is it important? Is it important enough to snatch Zijun away?'

My mother also heard this and said angrily: "Humph! Didn't you agree with that at the time? Think about it, in this family, your father lets the eldest brother make the decision, but you are often annoyed by this and that. Isn't it true?"

?'

After hearing this, my father sighed and sat down on the bed. The two of them didn't speak for a while. After a while, my father said: 'Where is the Sky-Drilling Rat now? I'm going to find him to see if Zijun is still there.

Not here.'

My mother said: 'How do I know where he is? When I gave him the money, he disappeared. Now it's been ten years, where can I find him? I think you'd better give up on this idea.

.' After saying that, she was so angry that she walked out of the room.

My father sighed again and said nothing. After a while, he also walked out of the room."

When Qin Muchu heard Wen Ziji's words, he suddenly felt cold from head to toe. The eldest son? Just to be the master of the family, Wen Tingzhi and his wife had Wen Zijun snatched away?

Wen Ziji's words really shocked Qin Muchu. He never expected that just to be able to be the master of the house, he would kill each other and separate other people's mothers and children. Only then did he realize that "our family" that Wen Ziji said was not

It doesn’t refer to Wen Baiqian’s family, but actually their family of three!

Wen Ziji didn't notice Qin Muchu's expression, and continued: "After I came out from under the bed, I didn't even take the sword, so I ran to a rockery cave in the back garden and cried. That night, my mother kept crying

She shouted, but I just didn’t answer her. I suddenly felt that I hated my parents and this family.”

"At that time, Taoist Taoist Master Fu Chen, the master of Wudang, was visiting my house, so I asked my grandfather to become my master. My master also happily agreed to my request. So I left this home and went up to Wudang Mountain.

"After a pause, Wen Ziji continued, "In order to forget those unpleasant things, I practiced hard. Five years later, I entered the Qingsong Hall again."

Hearing this, Qin Muchu knew why Wen Ziji called his room "Lotus Pavilion". In the Song Dynasty, Zhou Dunyi wrote an article "On Love of the Lotus", which included: "I only love the lotus, which emerges from the mud and remains unstained.

"Clean but not demonic..." The sentence. Coming out of the mud but not stained! He is showing his character. He also knows that Wen Ziji must have practiced extremely hard in Wudang, otherwise, there is absolutely no way he can do it in a short period of time.

In just five years, he entered the Qingsong Hall.

"But, am I that Wen Zijun?" Qin Muchu asked himself secretly.