Royal Road Qingtian

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Zuo Xiaoduo was overjoyed from the bottom of his heart, Grandma Shi moved here, hey, he will live in a courtyard from now on, but it is like having a super bodyguard to escort him; the sense of security is instantly overwhelming.

Although Principal Ye can also provide protection, but the principal has a lot of things to do after all, and the nobles are busy...

Teacher Wen just stared at me and beat me up...

Besides, Grandma Shi was here alone, so she was worried. Now that she has moved there, she feels at ease.

It's easy to think twice when you're alone, in case one of you can't think about it...

Wouldn't it be bad if there was no one around?

In the villa.

Zuo Xiaoduo's yard actually has several acres of land, and the villa is in the middle.

Grandma Shi didn't want to move into the villa; she just wanted to live in the original small courtyard. After a few people discussed it, they placed the villas side by side, leaving a distance of more than ten meters in the middle, and put Grandma Shi's small yard down.

Moreover, the ground where the small yard is placed has been raised a little bit. It seems that the height is not obvious, and a gentle slope has been added all the way to the door, and the steps...

Ye Changqing and others did it with extra care and attention, every detail was done as well as possible...

They are even discussing how to use streamlines and curves to make the lawn look as flat as possible...

Putting an old courtyard and a villa together, try not to appear too different, and the grades are too far apart... This task is not an easy task.

Grandma Shi didn't care about it at all, she just let it go, she just found a chair in Zuo Xiaoduo's yard to sit and take a nap.

In the end, Ye Changqing and others were stunned to make Grandma Shi's small courtyard look even more upscale than the single-family villas here. A lot of young and green bamboos came.

Xiuzhu stretched all the way, gradually getting shorter and shorter...and then bordering this side.

Around the small courtyard, countless pruning bamboos sprang up high, covering the mottled courtyard walls, only a corner of the eaves was exposed...

Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren didn't even care about the five captives Wen Xingtian brought back, they were concentrating on being busy here, flying away from time to time to look around, to see if there were any unsightly or inappropriate places...

The two of them had mud all over their hands and faces, and from time to time they gathered together to discuss, point and point, and then started working again.

Later, I still felt a sense of inappropriateness and incongruity, so I simply came to ask Zuo Xiaoduo, a feng shui master, and after getting advice, I grabbed a pit directly on the west side of the yard, solidified the bottom and surrounding areas, and instantly built a fish pond .

Madman Xiang flew out, and in a short while, he moved a rockery and a gazebo with one hand, and then grabbed a huge plastic bag with the other hand, which was densely packed with beautiful fish of various colors.

Finally, a small piece of bamboo forest was moved around the fish pond again.

Sparse shadows.

It was already sunset, and in the small courtyard, the door of the room was open, Vice President Shi in military uniform sat with his sword in his hand, watching the two old brothers silently, working for his family.

On the go, all in the mud.

Discussing, arguing, transporting, and building... with such seriousness, with such dedication, with such meticulous attention to detail, in order to achieve perfection in every aspect...

Vice President Shi's stern face seemed to be a little softer...

Finally, finally, you're done.

Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren looked around from side to side, looking around, making sure that there were no mistakes, their faces were full of joy and comfort.

Grandma Shi, who had been sitting on the chair all this time, finally woke up from a doze, looked over blankly, and suddenly said, "Today is considered to be a new house for me and Lao Shi... I'm going out to buy some food, do you want to come and have a drink?" liquor?"

The voice was very flat, with a slightly disgusting tone.

Ye Changqing and Xiang Kuangren suddenly froze, they seemed to have misheard and asked in unison tremblingly: "Really?"

Grandma Shi said impatiently: "Just say whether you will come or not.

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"Come!"

Ye Changqing's eyes turned red instantly, and Xiang Kuangren even burst into tears.

Since the death of Vice President Shi, it was very rare for people to enter this small courtyard, especially the few of them.

Today, when they heard such an invitation, the two of them were so pleasantly surprised that they almost thought it was a dream!

"Tonight, my brother and I will get drunk!"

Ye Changqing's voice was hoarse, and he let out a long laugh, but his voice was already trembling.

that night.

Ye Changqing, Xiang Kuangren, Wen Xingtian, and several Qianlong teachers all came.

Everyone was drinking in the small yard, laughing and laughing, and drinking until the middle of the night, everyone was very drunk.

When Shi Yunfeng was still there, everyone was like this. They often drank in the small courtyard; they drank when they were happy, drank when they were depressed, drank when they were angry, drank when they were bored, drank when it rained and enjoyed the rain, and drank when it snowed. Snow to drink...

Today, it is still this small courtyard, only one person is missing.

The dozen or so people were still joking at first, trying not to talk about sad topics; but in the end, each of them couldn't help it, picked up the wine glass, and raised a glass with Shi Yunfeng in the portrait frequently, and their voices trembled.

Brother died, twenty years a glass of wine.

Several people toasted in the courtyard, and one person sat in front of the portrait.

"Sixteen brothers in life and death, the world of yin and yang rises and sinks; I still remember that when the cloud peak was there, the thunderbolt cut the soul of the witch; Raise children and grandchildren; serve the country and the people all his life, and have a clear name in Tianyao ancient and modern; respect brothers after twenty years, drink the wine of housewarming and die; look forward to today in dreams and dreams, choked in the throat and cannot sing..."

Ye Changqing sighed deeply: "Yunfeng...you are wronged. Brother, I'm sorry..."

Tears were streaming down suddenly, and he raised his head to drink, but his breath was unsteady and he choked all over his body.

In the portrait, Principal Shi is sitting with his sword in his hands, his eyes are warm, and the breeze blows, turning slightly, as if he is also toasting with his brother.

Grandma Shi kept frying the vegetables, and took them back to heat up when they were cold.

At the end of the drink, Xiang Kuangren burst into tears, lying on the ground and crying, no one could pull him up, his fists hammered the ground, just crying, but he bit him to death without saying anything about crying...

Wen Xingtian sat upright all the time, without saying a word, pouring wine after glass into his mouth.

Other people's face turned red after drinking, but Wen Xingtian's face turned blue after drinking, the more he drank, the greener he drank, the greener he drank, he sat upright, the glass was dry, and he would not refuse anyone who came.

In the night, his livid face, paired with increasingly fierce eyes, was like two sharp swords, shooting everywhere!

Sword energy is overflowing!

As far as the eye can see, bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest fall without wind.

...

The morning wind is mighty, blowing the sky and the earth.

After a night of drinking, it finally came to an end.

Zuo Xiaoduo and Li Chenglong are not qualified to take a seat in this banquet. They are busy, playing the role of housewives, and even cleaning up the messy table. Everywhere was cleaned and spotless.

This is the beginning of the banquet, and Ye Changqing gave the order to die. I don't care how the kennels of the two of you are, but this small courtyard must be kept clean and tidy at all times. If there is a little mistake, hehe...

The threatening meaning in the words is not concealed at all!

The two of them naturally trembled like cicadas, shuddering...

Ye Changqing and the others went back early.

At this moment, only Wen Xingtian was left, and he never left.

Sitting upright all the time, with the wine jar in one hand and the wine bowl in the other, he poured a bowl of wine, moved forward, and said, "Fifth Brother Shi, please!"

Then drink it all in one gulp; then stop for a while, as if thinking about something, after a few minutes, pour another bowl and drink it all in one gulp.

After everyone left, there were eight or nine more wine jars beside Wen Xingtian!

The more he drank, the greener his face became, and the sharper his eyes became.

Zuo Xiaoduo watched and watched, the fear in his heart continued to rise, and he didn't even dare to step forward to dissuade him.

Wen Xingtian sat there, like a sharp sword that shocked the world, shining in all directions.

The evil spirit soared to the sky, and the killing intent was overwhelming!

A beam of sword energy soared into the sky, shining brightly in the sky of Fenghai, shining in all directions.

This night, just this original sword energy has already made the hearts of countless strong people in Fenghai City tremble, and they dare not take a breath!

Grandma Shi appeared at the door, looked at Wen Xingtian's upright sitting posture, couldn't help but shook her head, sighed, and said lightly: "Hundred Thousand Tu! What, you want to resign? Don't do it?"

Wen Xingtian trembled when he heard the words, and his eyes suddenly changed, as if he was alert for a moment and returned to sanity.

Grandma Shi sighed: "Go back to class, your students are still waiting for you."

Wen Xingtian's eyelids closed slowly, the sword aura that crossed the sky and the earth, the murderous aura that permeated the sky, quickly converged, and in an instant, there was nothing left, as if it had never appeared before.

"You are no longer a hundred thousand slaughter! You are Teacher Wen, but only Teacher Wen. It's nice to be well-mannered."

Grandma Shi said: "Go. I've moved here, you can come anytime in the future, have a drink with your fifth brother, and I'll cook for you."

Wen Xingtian nodded silently, stood up suddenly, a majestic force surged from his body, and the smell of alcohol diffused in the air, making him feel drunk.

Finally, after taking another deep breath and letting out a long breath, she finally said hoarsely, "Thank you sister-in-law."

That is to say, one step forward, one step forward, the person is gone, and there is no trace.

Grandma Shi sighed softly.

Zuo Xiaoduo asked curiously, "Shiwantu, is Teacher Wen's nickname? That's strange."

"Nothing surprising."

Grandma Shi shook her head faintly: "Back when Wen Xingtian was on the battlefield, he claimed that he wouldn't die if he didn't kill 100,000 people... just keep fighting like that..."

Li Chenglong clicked his tongue: "Then... did he kill it?"

Grandma Shi smiled: "If it is calculated by military merit, the number of heads has already exceeded, and it is the kind that exceeds by a lot. Only after exceeding, he has the nickname, Shiwantu!"

She smiled softly: "Back then, when Qianlong was looking for teachers, he needed to have strict qualifications! Including Principal Ye, your Teacher Wen, your Principal Shi and others... At the beginning, each of them was a leader in the battlefield. If it weren't for Because the origin is damaged..."

Speaking of this, he smiled sadly and said: "When they came to Qianlong, they were at the current level of cultivation; after so many years, they are still at this level of cultivation..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was surprised and said, "The original source is damaged? Isn't it because of a heart injury for Principal Ye?"

Grandma Shi snorted, and said: "The injury to the heart vein is something after Qianlong."

"Their group of people encountered the invincible Great Sorcerer Flood back then. There was a whole army of 12,000 soldiers in all battles, and there was even a deputy commander to preside over it... But the Great Sorcerer Flood was just an overlord. Flying over, smashing the Thousand Soul Hammer... 12,000 people, 9,000 were killed on the spot... The rest, everyone's origin was damaged..."

"From now on, martial arts can no longer be improved..."

Grandma Shi shook her head and sighed.

"Otherwise, how come Qianlong..."