Chapter 4: Undercurrent

At night, the sky is covered with ink, and heavy rain falls down. All the streets and alleys of Guyang City are rare, and every family is closed.
In the backyard of Broken Water Villa, the sound of chopping continued. A ten-year-old boy was wearing a black short beating, stepping on jerky and complex footwork, holding a wooden knife that was too large for him and chopping a tall stone column .
His immature face was condensed. Even if his body was soaked, the tiger's mouth was shocked by the force, and he continued to wave his knife in an orderly manner. The pillars were covered with shallow white marks, and in some places spider-like cracks had appeared.
The man standing under the corridor was wearing a fox fur rolling edge, he watched the boy coldly practice the knife in the rain, suddenly raised his hand, and a walnut hit the child's wrist with the knife through the rain curtain. The boy's hand was shaken by him. The tiger's mouth that had been split could not hold the knife. The wooden knife came out of his hand. His eyelashes were trembling, and he bent down to pick it up. Unexpectedly, another walnut hit his knee. , The whole person is about to fall, but fortunately, he supported the floor with one hand, so that he could not hang his body.
The man under the gallery said coldly, "Come in."
The boy carried the wooden knife on his back, wet like a water monkey who had just climbed ashore from the river. He stood in front of the man and shouted properly: "Dad."
"Xie Li, I told you many times ... People who practice martial arts are most afraid of being weak and unstable in the hands. After you have practiced for three years, you haven't grown at all, and it's disgraceful!" He looked sick and coughed from time to time, but he stood at the age of more than a year, but there was an old death in his eyes.
This is the owner of Broken Water Villa, Xie Wuyi.
Xie Wuyi's wife died two years ago, leaving only Xie Li as a son under his knees. It stands to reason that he should be regarded as a bead on the palm of his heart, but in reality, this "meat" should be a scrap of butchery. "It is also a bad product received by the shop guys blindly.
Early in the morning, before the chicken, at night, after the dog, the four characters of "Practicing Chinese Characters and Practicing Martial Arts" almost overwhelmed the child's head and became a mountain that could not be shaken off. Xie Wuyi's personality has become moody since the accident, and it is even harsher to treat this son. Sometimes even the servants in Zhuang can't see it. But the children of the host are good, how can they let them talk?
When Xie Li was about to reach his mouth, he swallowed it back again. Xie Wuyi reprimanded him a few more times, just tossing his sleeves, with his face full of disgust and impatient leaving.
When he left, Xie Li raised his right hand and saw the purple walnut mark on his wrist. He felt that the wrist was still in pain and trembling. He rubbed silently, silently, full of grievances.
After a footstep, Xue Chanyi took a Jinpa and wiped his face and sighed, "Is he trained again?"
Xie Li's mouth was as silent as the gourd, but someone behind Xue Chanyi took the stubble: "Poor, your master is not very humane."
As soon as the child's face was white, it was discovered that Xue Chanyi had brought a stranger. The man was wearing a sky-blue long sleeve sleeve dress, with an indigo brocade tied around his palm and a black hair shawl. His eyebrows were picturesque. He looked similar in age to Xie Wuyi, and his size was similar. Withered, three points more free and easy.
Ye Fusheng packed himself up like a dog before half an hour, and then entered the Duanshui Villa breezy with two sleeves. With a three-inch tongue and a seven-foot unskinned face, he left behind Ms. Xue and looked forward to it. While eating some supper in the dining room, Xue Chanyi heard that her master was scolding the younger brother again, and hurried over, feeling so distressed that even a beautiful appearance of Huarong took her breath, but unfortunately it was her master, Xue Chanyi. No matter how hard he could take the whip, he had to sigh while rubbing the congestion to Xie Li.
Ms. Xue was only sixteen years old, but she was already a famous night-scene fierce woman in Guyang City. For years, few people knew she had such a "woman" side. Ye Fusheng saw it strangely, and thought that the child was quite stubborn, so he made a ridicule, but unexpectedly Xie Li suddenly raised a coffin face that was in the same vein as his dad. Set foot, who are you? How dare you speak badly to the owner! "
Hey! Ye Fusheng squinted with a smile, leaned down and stared at him: "I am a newcomer who was asked to come back by your sister Xue eight."
Xie Li: "..."
Xue Chanyi gritted her teeth: "Ye Fusheng! What the are you talking about?"
"Well, is it true that the eight lifted the big sedan, and the newcomer is true." Ye Fusheng waved his hand, and a small oil paper bag appeared in the palm of the palm, and the inside was the neatly cut sugar cubes.
A piece of sugar was thrown into Xue Chan's mouth unexpectedly. The rich sweet-scented osmanthus scent filled his mouth. The outrageous scolding was choked back. Xue Chanyi's eyes were awkward. "Miss, don't blame me. I am going to make a guilt. This sweet-scented osmanthus candy is freshly made. I have a sweet mouth. Don't want to get angry and scold, dirty the mouth of the lady."
Xue Chanyi bites a osmanthus candy, making it sound like chewing someone's bones, but his ears are slowly red. Xie Li looked dumbfounded. He hadn't had Fenghuaxueyue in his little head, and now he was filled with an eloquence, which could not be better.
He opened his mouth slightly, Ye Fusheng took a chance and stuffed it in. The spiciness exploded in his mouth with sweet fragrance. Xie Li's face flushed suddenly. Unfortunately, good education made him resist the desire to spit out and chew hard. Swallowed, the mist in both eyes was dim, and looked pitiful.
Xue Chanyi: "... what did you give him?"
"Sugar." Ye Fusheng looked upright, and then added: "Ginger candy, do you think he has been drenched in rain for so long?
Xue Chanyi sighed in frustration, touched Xie Li's head, lowered his head and said to him: "Xiaoli, you go back to the room to bathe and change your clothes. I have something to say to this guy."
Xie Li took a breath to dilute the sweet and spicy taste in his mouth, and still said with a straight face: "Who is he?"
"It's my newly hired nursing home, you can rest assured."
Xie Li only stepped on the small steps and ran away. Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes and watched him go away, sighing: "It's a good boy, just a little old-fashioned."
"Master has always disciplined him severely." Xue Chanyi twisted her eyebrows and said, "I have said to the supervisor, as long as you do not violate the discipline and disorder, you can act freely in the villa without having to look at whose face is alive."
"Miss preferential treatment, what should I do?"
Xue Chanyi raised his eyes and looked at him: "I will help you manage these things. You will take care of Xiaoli for me."
Ye Fusheng asked: "The young owner of the Broken Water Villa still needs the care of a prodigal son like me?"
Regardless of the disciples of the nursing home in Zhuangli, Xie Wuyi is alone, can't he still protect his own son?
If this is the case, then the world's first sword ... is really a substitute.
Xue Chanyi did not answer the question: "What did you notice when you entered the city today?"
"I saw a lot of people, people from rivers and lakes." Ye Fusheng smiled. He contained a sweet-scented osmanthus candy. A little two, let him make a room for me to boil water for bathing. "
Xue Chanyi sneered: "Step by step, the maggots of the tarsal bone are really annoying!"
Ye Fusheng ate the rest of the sugar in one bite, and his speech was unclear: "Is it coming to the villa, or ... thanks to the owner?"
Xue Chanyi's voice was cold: "It's the first sword in the world."
Ye Fusheng chewed his mouth full of sugar cubes without saying a word.
Xue Chanyi took a deep breath and said, "Have you ever heard of 'Li Feng'?"
Ye Fusheng said slowly: "If you are talking about the Li Feng in the Zonglingling Burial Soul Palace, then I have heard it."
Since ancient times, righteousness and evilness have not stood apart, there are four main schools of righteousness, and evil factions have not allowed much. In the southwestern border, there is a deep valley that stretches for hundreds of miles. The terrain is complex and the measles are entangled. Even if the bird is difficult to find a source, it is named "missing", and in this deep valley, it is entrenched in today's devil's head-the funeral palace.
Inside the Palace of Burial Soul is like a small river and lake. In addition to those martial arts people who departed from the martial arts or the evils of crime, they also accommodated a part of the aliens who lost their homeland in the war. The ninth-class people have it all, it can be described as a mixture of dragons and snakes. Once they entered the funeral palace, they were like snakes, worms and ants plunging into the mud. They slept in the swamp to spy on the world, but they cut off the past. Since then, they have only been a dog in the funeral palace.
Dogs naturally have no name, and those who can call them are evil dogs that are valued by their owners.
Li Feng, who was twenty-five years old, was in charge of the Qinglong Hall of the Soul Palace. He was an orphan adopted in the early years of the Soul Palace, and one of his most powerful men. The most murderous wolf.
Xue Chanyi ’s lips were pursed: "The funeral palace has been active in the southwestern borders for a long time. Although it has been dominated by the Central Plains, it has never been a storm. In the past two years, with the frequent occurrence of foreign wars, the power of the funeral palace has been further enhanced. Expansion has now begun to shift its focus to the Central Plains. "
"The Central Plains martial arts forces are intricate. I don't know how many bad debts there are between Zhengxie and Xie. If the Burial Soul Palace hurries, it may trigger the whole body, so they need to kill the chicken ... Ahem, kill a duo." Ye Fusheng Qing He coughed twice and hammered his painful and numb right leg and shook his head. "The Broken Water Villa is a big family in the Central Plains Wulin. The master Xie Zhuang is also the world's first sword of the famous rivers and lakes. It is reasonable to say that it is a difficult one to bite. It ’s a pity ... "
Xue Chanyi said coldly: "Unfortunately, after the incident three years ago, the entire river and lake felt that my master was abolished, and the world's first sword is now in vain. This burial soul palace launched a competition meeting to win the seven of the Central Plains. Mingfeng Yangwei, the cut off is the fifth. "
Ye Fusheng asked: "So the so-called rumors of the rivers and lakes, is this really the case, or is it groundless?"
Xue Chanyi didn't speak, and her eyes were fixed on him, and after a while he said: "Ye Fusheng, you are a wise man, and a man of understanding."
It was really muddy water, Ye Fusheng sighed and said: "The grace of the dripping water is reported to you. Thanks to the trust of Ms. Xue, I will never let you down."
"Since you agreed to me, you must do it." Xue Chanyi raised her chin, revealing her usual life, and her eyes were not as cold as a big girl with a yellow flower, but more infiltrating than a viper, "Little If something happens to you, even if you get under the ground, I will also plan your 18th-generation ancestral graves and put you down! "
"You must do what you promise me, otherwise I will not die."
The two voices merged into a single line, like a sharp sword stabs into Ye Fusheng's heart fiercely, and his brain buzzed, everything in front of him began to shake and blur again, until there was chaos, his right leg hurt like a heart, his face suddenly turned white. , Subconsciously hold the chest, the place where the pouch and jade are placed.
"What's the matter with you?" Xue Chanyi saw something wrong and reached out to help him. He thought that Deng Tzuzi was dizzy, and even touched her waist in a mess, Miss Xue Xing looked awkward, so he could not hang up. He threw it on the ground.
The culprit is still holding a pure and innocent weak face, as if he is dying from sickness: "Cough, cough ... I'm sorry, I can't see clearly below."
Xue Chanyi grinded her teeth and said, "The competition meeting will start after seven days. There will be people from all walks of life coming to Guyang City in the past few days. Naturally, Shuishui Villa cannot be closed to thank you. You are half blind because your eyes are not good. , Just follow the small steps, and do n’t do anything everywhere, lest you run into someone you ca n’t afford.

Ye Fusheng listened and yawned, spreading his hands and said, "Since that is the case, the young lady will take me to the main courtyard of Shaozhuang. The long night is long, and I am sleepy."
Girl Xue felt a little itchy hand and a whip around her waist was about to move.
Just then, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, probably a horse and a horse stopped at the front door.
Such a late hour, such a stormy place.
Xue Chanyi ordered a servant to take him to the backyard, and hurried to the front door to meet guests. Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, fortunately, when he entered the inner courtyard, he passed a long corridor. He looked back under the lights under the eaves, and saw that Xue Chanyi hurriedly greeted a group of people. It just happened to be described.
He looked very young, but he was all impetuous and stupid with a hairless boy. His face in a black suit was too pale, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were like a pool, his face was beautiful and uncast, and his thin lips were scarlet, as if they were seen in a leaf Blood sealed throat knife.