The Earth Is My Dantian

Jiansan was killed, Duanmuyu was wet all over, holding the long sword in his arms, and said with a normal face: "The giant sword gate has been destroyed, has the anger in your heart dissipated?"

Ye Sheng was covered in blood, which was washed away in the heavy rain. He said in a deep voice, "I will work hard to practice."

He will work hard to practice, not to dissipate his anger, and he answered very cleverly.

Duanmuyu looked at the heavy rain and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to some noodles."

Facing the heavy rain, the two walked out of the garden and walked into an alley.

In the alley, there was a shop that was closing down. Under the heavy rain, a thin girl was struggling to pack her things.

"Xiaohua, I'll clean up later, cook two bowls of noodles for me." Duanmuyu said as he walked over with his sword in his arms.

The thin girl raised her head and said pleasantly, "Brother Muyu, you are here, and I will do it for you."

The girl was not very beautiful, her skin was snow-white, but there was a bright red scar on her face, the size of a thumb, which ruined her face.

In the heavy rain, the stalls were being erected, and the rain rattled and hit the ground. Duanmuyu put down his sword, looked at the heavy rain, and said, "This Chang'an Street is about to change."

Ye Sheng said thoughtfully: "The Jujian Gate was destroyed, and the old lady has no eyeliner outside, so she probably won't be reconciled to it. Senior brother, you killed someone, so you should leave, otherwise, you will be able to resist revenge all day long. will be bored to death, too."

Duanmuyu laughed loudly and said, "That's right, I'm leaving."

The girl Xiaohua who was cooking the noodles trembled and said in surprise, "Brother Muyu, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Duanmuyu nodded.

"Brother Muyu, you are a good swordsmith. It's not safe on Chang'an Avenue, so it's better to leave." Xiaohua lowered her head to cook the noodles, her voice was waxy.

Seeing this scene, Ye Sheng winked at the elder brother and smiled maliciously.

Duanmuyu stared at Ye Sheng, and said: "Xiaohua, Chang'an Street is not safe, I know you are working hard to save money, study and practice, and coming here to eat noodles tonight is also for your future, I wrote a letter, With this letter, you can enter Jixia College to study."

Xiaohua was stunned, looked up at Duanmuyu, and said with a trembling voice, "Brother Muyu, are you talking about the top school, Jixia College?"

Duanmuyu nodded.

"Brother Muyu, don't make fun of Xiaohua. Xiaohua is a lowly person who only knows how to cook noodles. How can He De be able to enter Jixia College." Xiaohua shook her head.

"Regardless of whether what the elder brother said is true or not, you must at least try it. If it is true, wouldn't you be prosperous?" Duanmuyu smiled, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Xiaohua.

Xiaohua hesitated to take it, but her expression became firm, and she said, "Thank you, brother, I will definitely try it."

Duanmuyu laughed loudly: "Okay, my work is done, Chang'an Street and even Xianyang, there is nothing to miss."

Ye Sheng looked at Duanmuyu, curious why the elder brother was so sure that he himself would not be able to enter Jixia College?

But after thinking about it, Ye Sheng still didn't ask.

Although the eldest brother said he was very stupid and not as good as an ordinary person, Ye Sheng always felt that he was as wise as a fool, a truly wise man.

After a while, the noodles are ready, very simple plain noodles, with onion, ginger and garlic added, the taste is very fragrant, especially when killing people and consuming a lot.

Duanmuyu eats big mouthfuls, it seems that he is really hungry, and he eats boldly.

Ye Sheng followed suit. He grew up in the Ye Mansion and knew many so-called eating rules, but at this moment, he was eating noodles just like his elder brother.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Duanmuyu stood up and said, "Xiao Hua, I won't give you any money for noodles today, and I must work hard in Jixia College in the future."

Xiaohua nodded firmly and said, "Thank you, brother."

Duanmuyu laughed loudly, and left facing the rain with his sword in his arms.

Ye Sheng sat on the spot,

Watching the elder brother leave, he didn't follow.

"Junior brother, these three swords are carefully crafted by senior brother, and they are rare and good products. You can't find anything better than these three swords in the Houtian realm, so I give them to you." Duanmuyu's voice came.

"Thank you, big brother." Ye Sheng looked down at the three swords beside him, and smiled slightly, feeling warm in his heart.

The master, the two senior brothers, brought him the long-lost warmth.

"This is my face money." Ye Sheng took out a piece of gold, threw it on the table, picked up the three swords, and left without looking back.

Xiaohua didn't accept it, but couldn't catch up with Ye Sheng, and finally watched Ye Sheng's departure in the rain, gritted her teeth, her eyes were rosy.

Facing the heavy rain, Chang'an Street boiled.

The Jujian Sect was wiped out, the head of the family, the second head of the family, the third head of the family, and all the younger brothers were all killed, leaving no one alive.

In the garden of Jujianmen, corpses were piled up, and the blood was washed by the rain and flowed into the pond, staining the pond red.

Those who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp, isn't this too cruel?

For a while, the entire Chang'an Avenue was under martial law, and the government also stepped in. I don't know who ordered it. People from the Ministry of Punishment came here to find the murderer.

The people on Chang'an Avenue watched coldly. In the past, when the Jujian Gate was full of other people, they did not see the people from the Ministry of Justice coming in. Now that the Jujian Gate has been destroyed, the people from the Ministry of Justice rushed over without stopping. The person in question is an official of the Ministry of Punishment?

But even if people from the Ministry of Punishment came in, they couldn't find any useful clues, because Duanmuyu had already left Jianlu and disappeared, and Ye Sheng returned to Jixia College, no one could track him down.

In the end, the case was judged to be the massacre of Miemen. The murderer was the big brother Duanmuyu. When the official portrait came out, the name written on it was not Duanmuyu, but the sword maker. Two people know Duanmuyu's real name.

So far, the whole world wanted Duanmuyu.

But Duanmuyu has disappeared, does anyone know where he is?

...

When Ye Sheng returned to Jixia College, the rain had stopped, the air was extremely humid, and the ground was muddy. Ye Sheng returned to the house in a mess.

Zhou Meiren was leaning on the railing, when she saw Ye Sheng come back, she wrinkled her nose and said, "It smells so bloody, have you killed a pig?"

Ye Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Killed more than a hundred pigs."

"Hurry up and wash it, it's dirty and stinks to death." Zhou Meiren waved her hands in disgust.

"Does it stink?" Ye Sheng smelled his body, and there was indeed a stench.

As soon as he had a thought, he went straight to Zhou Meiren, stretched out his arms, hugged Zhou Meiren in his arms, and laughed loudly: "Smelly man, stinky man, are men still called men if they don't stink?"

Zhou Meiren was stunned, her eyes widened, she looked at Ye Sheng in horror, and suddenly screamed: "Go away, get out of here, you dare to hug me, you shameless bastard, I misjudged you, You mean."