Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

Cangya Mountain's big move this time attracted countless ordinary people to sign up, and the newly built Cangya Temple was soon full of people.

After the pre-selection, a senior disciple introduced to them the arrangements for the next few days. Cangya Mountain set up two assessments, which were divided into five days. The two assessments examined strength and potential respectively, and based on the results of the investigation, these pre-selected disciples were screened and graded , decide whether they stay in Cangya Mountain or leave, stay in the outer sect or go to Pingjianzong and Shangjianzong. It is said that those who perform well have the opportunity to be directly selected by the suzerain to become direct disciples.

When the senior disciple was introducing these, someone raised his hand and asked, "Then, does Sect Master Qin accept apprentices? Is it possible that Sect Master Qin will directly accept him as a disciple?"

The senior disciple was silent for a long time after hearing this, and finally avoided answering, just said: "Everyone, work hard."

At that time, Yan Heng heard people around him start whispering. Some people accused the person who asked the question of being too whimsical. Someone who had heard some gossip said, "Who said it's impossible? The leader once accepted it."

"Who? Who is it? Why is that brother so secretive?"

The gossip person said mysteriously: "Over the past 30 years since the head of the sect has been in power, apart from his own daughter and adopted son, he has only accepted one disciple in the assessment meeting, and that person is Xie Wuqiu!"

As soon as this name came out, everyone exploded. The word Xie Wuqiu is too famous in folklore. People who don't know these grievances have more or less heard his name and deeds. Hearing this, they suddenly realized: "So that's the case, no wonder."

Someone excitedly said: "I came to Cangya Mountain because of him!"

Someone interrupted obsequiously: "But... isn't it said that he is actually a person who is trying to catch fame?"

"Impossible! Anyway, I don't believe it!"

"Hey, foolish people, Xie Wuqiu is a false image created by legends. It is a propaganda method used by Cangya and the court. Only you fools will believe it. I am not surprised at all when it was rumored that he cheated on the world and betrayed his sect. .”

"Hey, I'm dead, why bother chewing on these tongues."

The scope of the discussion was too wide, and the noise gradually boiled over, even the responsible disciples standing on the high places heard it. All of them changed their expressions, and sternly yelled at the discussion crowd: "I remind everyone that the names of certain traitors, you have Some people have heard of it, some people have not, whether you have heard it or not, if you still want to stay in Cangya Mountain to study art, you are not allowed to mention it in the future! Not in private! Once you find out, I will blame you Cangya's gate rules are strict!"

The three words Xie Wuqiu really cannot be said by Cangya Mountain.

Now people who have just heard the gossip also understand that these three words are the bad luck of Cangya Mountain and cannot be touched.The discussion soon died away.

Only Yan Heng is so bold and itchy. He knows Xie Wuqiu's deeds like the palm of his hand. He forcibly stopped talking, which made him panic even more, so he could only grab Xiao Xie's arm and whispered: "Hey, do you know, I heard that Xie Wuqiu actually didn't die back then."

Xiao Xie was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it.

Yan Heng thought that his gossip did not arouse his curiosity, and continued: "It is said that he was chased by his fellow disciples to Bowangpo, fell off a cliff, and finally did not find his body!"

Xiao Xie still didn't respond.Yan Heng was displeased and pushed him: "Speak up? What do you think?"

Xiao Xie glanced at Yan Heng and said flatly, "Maybe."

Yan Heng curled his lips, and finally stopped the topic.He thought that it was understandable that Xiao Xie didn't like Xie Wuqiu. He was young, everyone thought he was the best, and refused to admit that others had high achievements. Besides, if Xie Wuqiu was really alive, he should be about the same age as Xiao Xie?They are all sword wielders, their peers are number one in the world, but he is so downcast, it's very understandable that he doesn't want to talk about that person.

Thinking of this, Yan Heng suddenly felt that he had hurt his self-esteem a little bit with Xiao Xieti just now.Taking a closer look at Xiao Xie, it seems that his condition is really lower than usual?It's because he didn't think carefully, so it's better not to mention it in the future.

Yan Heng once again showed that old father's loving expression, and patted Xiao Xie on the shoulder to express his comfort.Xiao Xie glanced at him inexplicably.

The formal assessment began the next day.

The first day was the character assessment, which was the most boring. They actually asked these outside disciples to write articles. Many of these people were illiterate. When they heard about the assessment questions, they simply went down the mountain and left.

Yan Heng didn't feel much about it, and it wasn't an imperial examination, the questions were simple, probably just to see the education level of the people and weed out some people who were not upright.

Yan Heng handed in the paper after writing some clichés in official Chinese. Turning to look at Xiao Xie, he found that this guy's handwriting was crooked and ugly, and when he looked carefully, he found that he was using his left hand.This is strange, Xiao Xie is obviously not left-handed.

Yan Heng asked, and Xiao Xie said, "Writing is a habit, isn't it?"

"All right, all right." Yan Heng said, "Then who did you learn this word from?"

Xiao Xie said: "My mother taught me when I was young."

Yan Heng was not surprised by this answer. He had already guessed that Xiao Xie was different from those refugees who were born in mass graves and slums, or in other words, he had already stopped seeing Xiao Xie as a refugee.

Xiao Xie took the brush and wrote ugly and serious, wrote most of the page seriously and ugly, and finally handed in the paper.

When the ranking was released, Yan Heng's article was actually read by the senior brother who was reviewing it for everyone to read as a sample. The senior brother said excitedly: "I have never seen such a person with such a snow-born and plum-boned body. Junior brother Fang is really blue-hearted. High-spirited and bright-hearted, everyone should make friends with people like Junior Brother Fang more in the future!"

Everyone circulated Yan Heng's answer sheet, and they all praised his strong character between the lines.It's really a joke, if these people know that the person they admire is actually the most despicable villain on the [-]th floor of Cangya Mountain, and the despicable and vicious person they scold, I don't know how they will feel.

Xiao Xie read his article, and said with a half-smile: "It seems that people in the world have really misunderstood Cousin. Cousin really cares about the world and cares about the common people. He is like a celebrity."

Other people's compliments are just compliments, Xiao Xie's boast is obviously just a joke, Yan Heng curled his lips and said: "...just repeating what the sage said is bad, please don't laugh at me, I thank you."

"I'm not laughing at you." Xiao Xie said, "A treacherous and evil person would never be able to write such a sentence. Cousin Fang Han really made me change my mind."

"Then you have misunderstood the traitor and the villain," Yan Heng said with a sneer, "The treachery seems loyal, and the fake seems true. If it weren't for this, how could it be big?"

Xiao Xie stared at Yan Heng for a long while, then smiled faintly: "That's right. My cousin is smarter."

On the first day of the assessment, Yan Heng became famous in one battle, which was really unexpected.That night, many outer disciples from the same period came to visit and make friends. Yan Heng and Xiao Xie lived together. He was so lively that Xiao Xie couldn't sleep because of the noise. It was getting late and he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply sat cross-legged on the bed, and stared at Yan Heng with that kind of resentful eyes, which made Yan Heng embarrassed, and hurriedly closed the door to thank the guests on the grounds that he was unwell.

This smooth sailing lasted only one day.

The next day is the force assessment.Ordinarily, Yan Heng's force value is of course not worrying about failing to meet the standard, but during the assessment, everyone is watching, and there are so many senior disciples of Shangjianzong present, Yan Heng is really not good at showing his skills. But it would be bad.But instead of using Yujue's internal force to show off the needlework, it's just like embroidering legs with fists. Others take out weapons with big swords, but Yan Heng takes out a needle... I don't know, I think he's doing embroidery.

On the day of registration, he could still cover up his tricks, but what the assessment required was to show, and Yan Heng really didn't know what to show.

Xiao Xie is a kid who knows a lot about kung fu, and he can show his skills in all kinds of kung fu. He passed it easily without any pressure, but when it came to Yan Heng, he was stumped for a while.

The twelfth floor is good at concealed weapons, and if they show hidden weapons... they are afraid that Cangya Mountain will think it is an inferior move.After much deliberation, Yan Heng had no choice but to play a set of boxing techniques used by the elderly to strengthen their bodies.

So Xiao Xie had just performed two sets of chic swordsmanship, stepped off the stage amidst applause and cheers, and turned around to see Yan Heng, who was punching slowly like a turtle: "..."

The examiner also had a normal expression, and finally bowed his head and scored him a point.

Yan Heng's score is probably very low. If he doesn't make up for it later, he might not even pass the Cangya Mountain Entrance Exam...

Fortunately, the third day was the determination test, and the items set up were very simple, so Yan Heng could not be troubled.

Fishing and throwing pots were relatively easy, and then there was archery. Yan Heng practiced acupuncture to identify acupuncture points since he was a child. Although he had never used a bow before, it was easy to find the head.

It's just that when he reached the standard early and turned to look at Xiao Xie, he saw the scene where the other party was concentrating.Xiao Xie rolled up his sleeve and pulled back his right hand, exposing his left arm.

What attracted Yan Heng was the scar on his left arm.

For some reason, Yan Heng's consciousness suddenly opened, and with a jolt, he remembered what Zhaoping had said to him in the secret room before leaving for Xu Cheng.

"The successor of Xinglin Valley will tattoo such a pattern on his left arm..."

The six star-shaped symbols in his mind suddenly overlapped with the scar, and Yan Heng hurriedly turned his head, calming down his trembling breathing.

It's a coincidence.

Impossible, too coincidental.

He reminded himself several times like this, but once the thought came up, it was hard not to think about the worst.If Xiao Xie is the fifth-generation heir of Xinglin Valley who has disappeared for more than ten years, he approached him, did not take his life, and showed interest and temptation in the witch hazel song, all kinds of things would have a reasonable explanation.

Perhaps he was here to kill him, but he found that the "Golden Hazel" in the hands of the Yan family was only a fragment. It happened that Yan Heng had a strong desire to find the rest, so he could use him to find the "Golden Hazel". Then destroy it, and kill him at that time, there will be no golden halibut in the world.

Yan Heng turned his head to look at Xiao Xie again, he had shot three arrows in a row, and the arrows were all in the bull's-eye. At this moment, he seemed to sense that Yan Heng was looking at him, so he turned his head, blinked at Yan Heng, and raised an arrogant smile.

It must be a coincidence.Yan Heng sighed, thinking that he would find out next time he had a chance to try it.

The author has something to say:

Cangya Campus broadcast today:

Please circulate the full-score composition of Yan Heng, Class X, Year X, to everyone!At first glance, he is a good classmate, with eight honors and eight shames in mind, and the core values ​​​​of socialism are carried on his shoulders!Please learn from him!

Yan Heng: It’s not that I don’t have one. I fight, smoke, drink, burn my head, and have gay sex with the poor students in the next class. Teacher, listen to me.