(I updated a little less yesterday, but today I will add 8,000 chapters.)

After receiving the news that his sister had returned home early in the morning, Chen Fusheng did not dare to delay any delay and immediately put down the food in his hand and prepared to welcome him.

Only one night, although my sister was willing to go home, the anger and resentment in her heart might not have disappeared. He was an accomplice last night, and it was not a good thing to help the manager or not. For the sake of the future, he would have to be more attentive.

Of course, if everything goes well, maybe I can also ask about the beautiful and delicious woman I met in the temple.

Chen Fusheng, who made up his mind to do a small fuku, even if he was bleeding, must endure it so that his sister would relieve her as soon as possible. Chen Fusheng, who had made his mind go away, quickly arrived at the door. Seeing his sister galloping alone from afar, he quickly pulled his smile and waved his hand and shouted: "Yu Ci, I'm back."

However, the smile on Chen Fusheng's face froze the next moment, because the horse under Chen Yuci did not slow down, and it was like a gust of wind, as if it was about to stomp the street, sweeping over with domineeringness.

"Young Master?"

"My mother!"

Amid the screams of the servants, and Chen Fusheng's cry for his mother, the snow-white fast horse that was about to run into Chen Fusheng suddenly roared. When the man stood up, the horse's hoof dike swayed for a few steps and turned his head in a row.

Not hit?

Chen Fusheng, who was so scared that he instinctively closed his eyes, opened his eyes and saw that the huge horse's butt was only one finger away from the tip of his nose. He seemed to be able to smell a slight smell. When he thought of some bad things, he almost vomited out of disgust.

Perhaps because it was too disgusting, the fear dissipated a lot

Chen Yuci jumped down from the horse with a fierce momentum, walked to Chen Fusheng in two steps, staring at the almond eyes and holding his eyebrows: "How dangerous was that moment just now? Why didn't you avoid it?"

Why not hide?

This is indeed not a question worth exploring!

First of all, I was not brave enough, and my legs were sore and numb that I was stunned.

Secondly, I don’t understand martial arts and I don’t have time to avoid it at all. This is normal.

In the end, I didn't have the power to carry the tripod, and I didn't have the confidence to use both hands to control the horse when it hits.

So, it’s not that I don’t avoid it, but that I can’t.

It is said that if the pig grows in hemp, it will be straight without being supported, and the white sand will be black with it.

Here, I have to ask, I am also with my sister who often practices swords and martial arts. Why hasn’t my skills become smarter under my influence?

But at that moment, although I couldn't help but close my eyes, I finally didn't wet my pants. Perhaps in front of everyone, I was quite brave and fearless with the unchanging appearance of Mount Tai collapsed before me.

Hearing Chen Yuci’s question, Chen Fusheng’s mind was filled with thoughts and quietly wiped his sweat. He squeezed out his smile and said, “Don’t I believe in Yuci’s clever riding skills.”

Chen Yuci snorted coldly in a low voice: "If you are hit, then I don't have to be a human being."

After Chen Yuci said this, his figure flashed and disappeared in front of Chen Fusheng in an instant.

It’s light skills again. Alas, when will my sister be like a lady?

Chen Fusheng shook his head and sighed, and at the same time, the dignified and elegant back in Gu Niang Temple flashed through his mind.

Then he immediately thought of something wrong with his sister's words. Even if I was hit and smashed to pieces or was half dead, it was just me who was asking for trouble. What does it have to do with whether you are a human being?

Are you still angry at me for what happened last night?

Chen Fusheng thought about this question and hurried to Chen Yuci's yard.

When he came to Chen Yuci's courtyard, he saw Chen Yuci standing there with a sad face to serve the maids.

The maid ordered Chen Fusheng to come over and quickly saluted: "Young Master."

Chen Fusheng nodded and asked, "What are you doing here, where are the ladies?"

The maid replied, "Miss is inside, so don't let us in."

Chen Fusheng said: "Then you are waiting outside for the time being. I will go in and persuade her. It's okay, don't worry."

As he said that, he pushed open the gate and walked in.

The yard is very quiet, and from time to time you can hear the sound of birds flapping their wings and flying out of the flowers and trees, just as if the owner is performing elegant and quiet activities such as painting and embroidery.

Well, something is wrong.

My sister's name, whether it is poetry or jade, is actually hard to bear in her reputation. In the past, if she had anger in her heart and could not vent, the yard was full of sword energy, and the plants were scattered, and it was very cruel.

"Yu Ci, Jade Ci?"

Chen Fusheng shouted twice in the yard, but unexpectedly there was no reaction, so he had to go into the room by himself.

It is actually very dangerous to break in like this, because according to previous experience, a sword may fall from your head at any time.

After finally carrying his heart and courage into the room, Chen Fusheng took a look at the room on the left.

There is Chen Yuci's study room, which has always been neglected, and he didn't think he would see Chen Yuci inside.

But after a glance, he rubbed his eyes, thinking that he hadn't had a good sleep last night, but today he was frightened and was in a daze and misread.

After rubbing his eyes clear, Chen Fusheng pinched his arm hard again. Amid the pain of eating teeth, he finally confirmed that he was right. The one sitting at the desk and looking at something was Chen Yuci.

Did you get any martial arts secrets?

Chen Fusheng felt confused and tiptoed over, about to see what his sister was looking at.

Chen Yuci suddenly sighed, put down the manuscript in his hand with a sad expression, and supported his chin with his right hand and looked blank.

There are three good things for dementia women: they see the falling flowers and tears, they are sad when they see the running water, and they are moved by the bright moon.

My sister is depressed and although she is not as sad as she sees the fallen flowers and the bright moon, she seems to be developing in this direction.

What exactly is written on the yellowed paper? It has such great magic power that my sister will feel sad and sad when she sees it.

Chen Fusheng stared at the manuscripts on the table, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Due to his strong curiosity that was spontaneously ignited, Chen Fusheng trembled and extended An Lushan's claw to the manuscript.

"Don't touch my stuff."

Unexpectedly, his An Lushan's claws had just appeared, and Chen Yuci suddenly seemed to have a cat being stepped on its tail and jumped up screaming.

Seeing Chen Yuci's body full of cold air, his eyes were like a sword, and he looked like he dared to touch my things, so he would give you a white knife and a red knife. How could Chen Fusheng have no strange movements?

A drop of cold sweat fell from his spine. Chen Fusheng curled the smirk on his face, and shouted coldly: "Don't touch. Don't touch. Who dares to touch Chen Yuci's things? I, Chen Fusheng, will not let him go first."

As the saying goes, a dragon has a reverse scale, and it will die if it touches it. Could it be that this manuscript is also the reverse scale of jade poems?

Before this, only martial arts secrets and magic weapons and sharp blades are the reverse scales of jade poems.

"Is there anything wrong?" Chen Yuci glanced at Chen Fusheng.

"It's okay, I just come to ask if there is anything wrong with you." Chen Fusheng said with a smile.

"I'm fine. If there is nothing else, I want to be alone." Chen Yuci was not in the mood to talk to others.

"Okay. OK, OK, I'll go out now." Chen Fusheng smiled and walked out the door. Halfway through, he remembered something, turned around and said, "Yu Ci. I have collected another good dish. Why don't you let the cook cook? Let's try it together?"

"go out."

"Yu Ci, if you eat this alone without friends, it will be tasteless. You know. And this dish is a vegetarian dish, definitely..."

"roll."

Chen Fusheng, who was knocked out in a mess, touched his naked chin. He was wondering where the problem was, so that his sister was so depressed that she lost interest in even the major events of life like eating. She had not practiced to the state of fasting that was the unity of man and nature, and the legendary "having a smoky and dew-drinking" that would not have to eat.

For several days in the following year, Chen Fusheng discovered that Chen Yuci could not leave the boudoir for a while.

After asking the maids who served, I realized that they were all staying in the study room to read books.

As for what book he read, Chen Fusheng guessed that it was a manuscript that he regarded as a treasure and could not even touch him.

After Chen Yuci came back from Gu Niang Temple, he changed his temperament. He used to hunt horses and danced with swords and swords. Now the horse is tied to a horse shed, and the swords are hung on the wall. She moved into the study and never came out of the yard again.

So Chen Fusheng became even more curious about the manuscript. He felt itchy all day long. Even the only fun food in his life tasted like a chewy wax in his mouth.

"The plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and the plan to hit the west?"

In order to borrow manuscripts, Chen Fusheng even read Sun Tzu's Art of War, trying to find a strategy from the thirty-six strategies that could help him borrow manuscripts.

But no matter which strategy it was, he finally found that his brother, who had only the power of a chicken, could never pass the level of a sister with high strength.

"Since conspiracy doesn't work, then use open conspiracy, dignified formation, glorious soldier. I am Chen Yuci's brother Chen Fusheng, what's there to be afraid of?"

With such belief in mind, Chen Fusheng once again walked into Chen Yuci's study nervously.

"Yu Ci, there is something I want to discuss with you." Chen Fusheng tentatively said carefully.

"Want to watch "The Legend of White Snake"?" Chen Yuci raised his eyebrows and instantly realized Chen Fusheng's tricks. It seemed that Chen Fusheng was just that dog's belly, and could not hold two taels of oil.

"What is "The Legend of White Snake"?" Chen Fusheng didn't expect that he would be seen through at first sight.

"Aren't you always peeking at me?"

"So this book is called "The Legend of White Snake."

"Um."

"So you agreed."

"It's not OK to lend it to you."

"and you……"

"If you want to read it, just copy one by yourself."
To be continued...