Chapter 168: Blame, vandalism, public execution.

In Mount Jingxu, the disciples are all disciplined and have never done such a dirty thing as hurting someone with a hidden arrow.

Yujing Wen's temper is recognized as tame, all the people in the mountain have never even seen his stern words, and have never seen him snapping at people, who thought that his anger is a thunderbolt, the sword breeze, in front of all the disciples, the dead dog like banquet Jinhua from the back of the peak all the way to the main peak, thrown to the ground, followed Chiyunzi into the house, so on and so forth, detailed, simply He didn't give any chance to give a speech to Feicheng Jinhua.

He was angry and remorseful, but Yujing Wen had sealed his acupuncture points, so he could not speak.

...... this surname Wen how not to talk about the persona?

In his assumptions, where the righteous are bound to face, Yujing Wen cloaked this layer of literati skin, it will be tied hands and feet, found themselves being backstabbed, at most is secretly angry, not.

Because of the daily fist and kick sparring, carry and a junior jin jin calculating the notorious, really unwise, also can not afford.

As a result, the soft persimmon he wanted to squeeze turned out to be a sulphuric acid bun wrapped in a soft skin of dumplings, and he was bared in the face.

When Chiyunzi heard Yujing Wen talk about the events, he didn't believe it at first.

He held the scroll in his hand and laughed: "If Banquet Jinhua has such a winning heart, I would be impressed with him."

After all these years, Chiyunzi knows only too well that Jinhua has no shame in winning or losing, and if he had that, he would have hung himself from his neck in shame.

Yujing Wen didn't say anything, just stared at Chiyunzi quietly.

Chiyunzi, in silence, realizing that things were a bit tricky, chewed Yujing Wen's words over and over, and his face changed a bit: "Take me to see him."

After he left the door, he saw the wretched appearance of the banquet Jinhua, his face completely sunk.

Feast Jinhua fell to the ground, feverish and bitter in his mouth, and cried out that it was not good.

He sort of figured out Yujing Wen's routine.

If it is only a palm injury, then he still has room to defend; he was beaten like this, anyone will know that he must have done something treacherous and offended Little Uncle Wen, even the evidence does not need more investigation.

Once things get bigger, his little cleverness will not be able to bottom out at all, all leaked.

In order to do so, he had to roll his eyes, pretend to faint to save his life, but also reluctantly, can only comfort themselves:

This game was his miscalculation and he actually lost to a system.

But he still has a concealed hand, and the harder "Yujing Wen" hurts him, the stronger it will be when this card is played.

Chiyunzi knew that his second apprentice was not a good fighter, but also knew that he was lazy, but since he was already his apprentice, what could he do, he was protecting it, but he did such villainous steps, which had touched Chiyunzi's bottom line.

His face was iron blue, he turned around and raised his sleeves, not even willing to look at his subordinates again: "Drag the man to the Hall of Discipline, and report to me when he wakes up!

Fourth Brother Yun Su and fifth Brother, although they do not know what happened, but see the master really angry, also dare not be slow, busy from the whispering crowd of disciples out, the feast Jinhua again dragged down.

Before Banquet Jinhua, who had been publicly executed, left, he faintly heard Chiyunzi say to Yujing Wen, "Brother, if your anger has subsided, please leave the rest to me. It's my brother's fault for not teaching him well and disturbing his discipline, so he should take responsibility."

Yujing Wen also did not reply, seemingly acquiescing.

The feast Jinhua, who was still holding on to a sliver of luck, had a black eye.

What is this Chiyunzi?

In the general cultivation of immortal novels, the mountain in power is not a small-minded, very scornful cynicism of those outstanding fellow disciples?

How can he be his disciple, he embarrassed himself in public, do not want to face?

Yujing Wen also took a sigh of relief for Xiaochi Chi, who was scared on the trail, and said goodbye to Chiyunzi and returned to the summit.

By the time he got back, the snow fungus soup was ready, no more, no less, exactly two bowls.

In keeping with Shujue Duan's persona, Xiaochi Chi did not ask much about the banquet Jinhua.

It is reasonable to say that the feast Jinhua has been kind to Shujue Duan, whether he is gloating or kneeling down to beg for mercy without distinguishing right from wrong, it is damaging to Shujue Duan's character and temperament, so it is better not to say anything and pretend that nothing has happened.

Yujing Wen also did not say much, after purifying his hands and sitting down at the small table by the lake, he and Xiaochi Chi sat opposite each other on their knees, quietly drinking snow fungus soup in the moonlight.

With Shujue Duan's vest, Xiaochi Chi is much more dignified, and every move is in accordance with the etiquette and thoroughness.

Only 061 knows that Xiaochi Chi read through the difficult-to-read rituals of the world at Yuguangtan before he met people, and only after he had practiced properly did he go out to meet people, maintaining the image of "Shujue Duan" to the best of his ability in front of outsiders.

Xiaochi Chi is a person with a jumpy personality, but always does extraordinarily well in the details, which is warm and inevitably heartbreaking.

Yujing Wen put down the spoon and the bowl together, "Relax. In front of Master, there is no need to be restrained at all times."

Xiaochi Chi looked up and swallowed the food in her mouth, "Thank you, Master."

That said, the words are still politely detached.

Yujing Wen did not say more, shaking a change, into a light mist, when the smoke dissipated, is a small cat on the table, with steps elegantly paced to the side of Xiaochi Chi, a single paw pressed Xiaochi Chi on the table hand, lightly touched, before jumping to the human body, selected a few resting places, and finally comfortable to make a small scarf.

...... is the same as the favorite things the bosses did when they were young.

Xiaochi Chi was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

The habits of felines seem to be similar.

Even when no one was present, he sat upright and finished the snow-ear soup by the spoonful.

Yujing Wen opened a gray-blue eye, looking at the end of his slightly upturned eyes, his heart at peace, and rubbed tenderly on the back of his neck.

Sensing such a light rubbing, Xiaochi Chi's heart was also slightly moved.

He knew that Yujing Wen's reticent and gentle temperament was probably worried about him, fearing that he would be bothered by the feast Jinhua, so he stayed close to him like this, just to keep his mind off things.

Such tenderness really made him think of that person.

If this is a lie of the Lord God, he thought, then it is really brilliant.

After putting Xiaochi Chi to sleep with her cat body, 061 made an unprecedented trip back to the main god space.

Since he and Xiaochi Chi formed a master-servant contract, he has not gone back for a long time, and occasionally, he goes back in a hurry, fearing that something might happen to Xiaochi Chi while he is away.

...... After all, Xiaochi Chi this way, the majority of dangerous situations.

Today, he deliberately set aside a full three hours with the intention of going to 089 to say something.

However, as soon as he accepted the teleportation and stood in the middle of the hall of the main god space, he was stunned by the situation in front of him.

--The usual orderly main god space is crowded with people, dressed in white and black pants overalls of the system hurried to and fro, white smoke has not been dispersed, black traces all over, as if just suffered an air - attack.

061: "......" What is the situation?

He thought for a moment, put his doubts aside, turned his steps towards 089's apartment and knocked on his door.

The door was pulled open a crack, and the crack revealed 089's face.

He is naturally good-looking, a little tear at the end of the eye, obviously a good face, but always by him with a loose and lazy tone, almost the "unreliable" three words in print on the brain.

He had two buttons unfastened on his upper collar, his short hair was messy, and he was not much self-conscious about it. Upon seeing 061, he burst into tears and said, "You're finally back, your old father missed you."

061 ignored his nonsense, took a look at his whitened lips, reached out and pushed the door open, and without any further ado, lifted 089's loose right shoulder garment with one finger.

Although the clothes had been replaced with new ones, there were blood stains remaining inside the collarbone.

061 asked, "What's going on?"

089 Just as he wanted to speak, footsteps came from the washroom behind him.

089 When he was about to withdraw, he ran into 023, who came out of the washroom with a tray of hot towels, and smiled cheekily.

023 cold a face, trying desperately to act like he didn't care about his bare feet on the ground, but a small white short hair sold him completely, angry straight curl.

He ordered, "Get into bed and rest."

"Hey."

089 answered sharply and loudly, and ran back to bed quickly, pulling the covers up of her own accord, but not forgetting to make a face at 061 behind 023.

023 didn't even turn his head back and said, "089, if you make a face again, I'll cut your tongue out."

089 immediately pulled the blanket, as a good behavior, while to 061 than mouth: angry.

061 Come in and close the door behind you.

061 asked, "What's the mess?"

089 Answer: "Just yesterday, something happened."

023 put the tray down on the bed, took the tweezers to get a hot towel and wiped away the blood on his shoulder with the hot towel: "A little something? Your shoulder bone was broken and called 'a little thing'? If I hadn't gone early this morning, you'd still be face down on the floor with your ass up."

Hearing that 089 had suffered such a serious injury, 061 became more and more serious: "What happened?"

023 looked uncomfortable: "Another intruder is coming."

061: "What intruder? What does 'again' mean?"

023 then remembered that 061 had not returned to the main god space for a long time.

"Some days ago, there was an abnormal energy body invasion in the main god space, the purpose is unknown." 023 said, "Yesterday it came again, silently, and this time it was even more excessive, yesterday 089 was on duty, they injured him, tied up 089, burned the archive room, and smashed the door of the 'between the whiskers'."

061: "...... "Isn't that the boss's office?

"The inspector sent by the watchdog agency happens to be coming today. It seems our system's credit and security rating is going to be downgraded, and I'm afraid we have to rectify it." 023 continued, "Brainflower got so angry that no one dares to pass through his office door now."

061 snapped out of his shock and asked, "Did you catch the intruder?"

"If we caught it, would Brainflower be so angry?" 023 shrugged and gave a wink in the direction of "between a moment", "Initially found the existence of three alien bodies, smashing the door is a mech, but also a high level technology, no one to manipulate, is those alien bodies left behind after leaving."

061 Hearing and understanding.

There were three intruders, who came and went, hurting people, smashing the archives, and smashing the "in-between".

But ......

061 Some can't help but associate.

Come to smash, why is the mech?