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Chapter 66 Junior Brother, Pushing, Is Not Normal

Yin Zhiping was talking to Zhang Yimeng with a slight leaning forward. He suspected that Zhang Yimeng might have had a broken back. He quickly sat upright. However, despite his doubts, he still said: "To be honest, I got this sword from a ** named Yi Qianshuang. Does Brother Zhang recognize this person?"

Zhang Yijian nodded, sighed, and said, "I can't hide it from you. This Yi Qianshuang is the junior brother who is here!"

"Ah?" Yin Zhiping and Li Mochou were both very surprised. Unexpectedly, Yi Qianshuang was Zhang Yigang's junior brother. There had never been such rumors in the world.

Zhang Yimeng sighed, "I am so funny that my junior brother is quite unworthy. Although he is talented, he never works hard, is ignorant, and is most greedy for beauty. In fact, he has been driven out of the master by his master. However, when he was leaving, he still stole a sword collected by his master, which is the silver dragon sword. Fortunately, he was still thinking about his master's kindness and traveling around the world, and never reveals his master's master's teachings, so as not to be shamed by him."

Yin Zhiping said: "So that's it."

He had seen Yi Qianshuang's martial arts that night, and it could be seen that Yi Qianshuang himself had learned was quite skillful. However, because he was not good at practicing himself, he could not use the exquisiteness of the martial arts he learned, so he was weak. It turned out that Yi Qianshuang was actually Zhang Yimeng's junior brother. No wonder he learned martial arts and had a good sword.

Zhang Yimeng sighed again, then stopped his expression and asked, "Has my junior brother Yi violated Brother Yin's hands and was killed by Brother Yin?"

Yin Zhiping shook his head and said, "That's not. Junior Brother Ling was killed by Li Mochou, the fairy of Chilian. I was just in time to pursue Li Mochou. At that time, my own long sword was unfortunately broken before. Before I had time to buy a new one, I borrowed Junior Brother Ling's silver dragon sword without permission. Later, I used it easily and used it until now. Originally, I thought Junior Brother Ling was dead, and this sword was a master, and I had nothing to do with this sword. I didn't expect that this sword still had a master. Today, when I saw Brother Zhang and learned the origin of this sword, I would return to the original owner." After he said that, he reached out and sheathed the silver dragon sword on his waist, and handed it to Zhang Yimeng.

He told Zhang Yim all the truth, but he said something slightly different, and did not tell Zhang Yim all the details of that night. He didn't tell Zhang Yim that the beautiful "Mo Zhiqiu" junior sister beside him was Li Mochou, the famous Chilian Fairy.

Seeing Yin Zhiping handed over the sword, Zhang Yimeng hurriedly reached out and pushed him and said, "I appreciate Brother Yin's affection. However, after the silver dragon sword was stolen by Brother Yi, the master was very angry, but he never had the intention to capture Brother Yi and get it back. Although he didn't say it clearly, he was equivalent to giving the sword to Brother Yi by default. Since this sword belongs to Brother Yi, now that others are dead, this sword is indeed a masterless thing. Since Brother Yin has obtained it, it means that he has a fate with this sword, and this sword is yours now. I told the origin of this sword, but because I saw the object and thought of others, I have no intention of asking for it. Brother Yin must not misunderstand it."

Yin Zhiping said: "I didn't misunderstand, and I also knew that Brother Zhang didn't mean to ask for it. But it would be fine if I don't know the origin of this Silver Dragon Sword. Since I know there is an original owner, I naturally want to return it to the original owner."

Zhang Yimeng shook his head and sighed, "There is nothing left to the original owner. The master has actually passed away. I'd better ask Brother Yin to leave this sword for himself."

"Oh!" Yin Zhiping sighed and said, "Since Master Ling has passed away, Brother Zhang, who is a disciple, will take it on behalf of Master Ling."

Zhang Yimeng suddenly reached out and took the Silver Dragon Sword and said, "My master has no descendants, but he will be a teacher for one day and be a father for life. My disciple is considered his son. Youdao is "a son who inherits his father's business". His relics after his death are naturally inherited by me as a disciple. Since Brother Yin does not want the goods to be returned to the original owner, I can indeed be considered the master, so I will accept them."

Yin Zhiping couldn't help but be a little stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yimeng took it, and he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He has used this Silver Dragon Sword very easily these days. To be honest, he doesn't want things to return to the original owner. However, since Zhang Yimeng told the origin of the sword, if he didn't return it, he would seem too rude.

He guessed that Zhang Yimeng would not accept it. He thought that the two of them would give in to each other, and finally he kept the Silver Dragon Sword with Zhang Yimeng's persuasion, so it was justified. But he didn't expect that he had given up twice, and Zhang Yimeng actually took it. I don't know if it was because his attitude was too sincere or if Zhang Yimeng was indeed determined to take back the sword. He couldn't help but curse himself in his heart, "What's the pretentious thing? Just give in to him. Now it's fine, there's no chance!"

However, although I was a little regretful and reluctant, I thought about this sword that was not my own after all, and it would be acceptable to lose it again. It was no big deal. I just couldn't turn my mind and it would be fine if I figured it out.

With a choke, Zhang Yimeng pulled out the sword and looked carefully, then put the sword in the sheath. But after returning the sheath, he did not put it away, but handed the sword to Yin Zhiping, saying, "Brother Yin, you and I will feel the same way today, and I will give this sword to you as a witness to the friendship between you and me. I know that Brother Yin, you are a master of swords, and this sword can only shine brightly in your hands. Although I have practiced swords, the weapon I have now made is not a sword. This sword will only be covered in dust in my hands. Brother Yin, I hope you can make this silver dragon sword famous with you in the future."

"It turns out that Zhang Yimeng is playing this trick!" Yin Zhiping suddenly said in his heart. Although he liked that the Silver Dragon Sword was lost and regained, he did not reach out to take it. Because he really felt that Zhang Yimeng's words "as a witness to the friendship between you and me" were really grotesque, and he couldn't help but get goose bumps. Zhang Yimeng's sword was given again, as if it had become a token of love, and it was not right to let him take it, nor was it not right to not take it.

Although it is clear that Zhang Yimeng knew Yi Qianshuang because Yi Qianshuang was his junior brother. But no one said that the brothers could not make a fortune. Yin Zhiping was still a little doubtful about Zhang Yimeng's orientation, and always felt that Zhang Yimeng seemed to be too enthusiastic about him.

Seeing that Yin Zhiping did not reach out to pick him up, his face was still a little embarrassed and embarrassed. Zhang Yimeng's face darkened and said, "Brother Yin, if you don't accept this sword today, you will look down on me, Mr. Zhang."

All these words came out, and Yin Zhiping couldn't help but gritted his teeth, reached out to take them, and thanked him: "Then thank you Brother Zhang for your kindness. I will definitely not let the reputation of the Silver Dragon Sword be insulted in my hands."

"Is that true?" Zhang Yimeng laughed when he heard this, and held Yin Zhiping's sword heavily, expressing encouragement.

But Yin Zhiping felt his hair standing up all over his body, and his goose bumps were about to fall all over the ground, and he couldn't pull it back hard, so he had to endure it and silently recite in his heart "Ten, Nine, Eight..."

I thought that if Zhang Yimeng didn't let go after counting, he would be unwilling to turn against him. Offending the Ming Cult's Dharma King is better than being grabbed by a man with a back hand. Fortunately, when he was counting at the "five", Zhang Yimeng let go, which made him feel relieved.

Yin Zhiping quickly withdrew his hand and tied the Silver Dragon Sword back to his waist.

Zhang Yimeng sighed: "Junior Brother Yi was killed by Li Mochou, but he was also blamed. Who is not easy to mess with? He just went to mess with Li Mochou."

Yin Zhiping said: "Actually, my junior brother didn't mess with Li Mochou much. It was Li Mochou who knew that he was a traitor, so he had to kill him."

When he said this, he turned to look at Li Mochou. Li Mochou did not look at him, but just lowered his head to concentrate on eating. At this time, their food and drink had already been served, because Zhang Yimeng sat over together and added a few more dishes.

"Oh!" Zhang Yigang nodded and said, "I have heard of Li Mochou's behavior. I heard that she hates the most lewd and insulting women in her life. If Junior Brother Yi was hit by her, he would be unable to escape death."

"Brother Zhang wants to avenge his junior brother?" Yin Zhiping asked.

Li Mochou was naturally very concerned about this issue. He stopped to eat and looked up at Zhang Yimeng.

Zhang Yimeng shook his head and said, "No need. Since Junior Brother Yi has been driven out of the sect, we are no longer brothers. He has harmed so many women's innocence, and in the end he died at the hands of women, it is considered a sin. But we were once a fellow disciple after all, but I can't bear to see him die without a place to die. Brother Yin, where was my Junior Brother Yi killed by Li Mochou, so how far away is it?"

Yin Zhiping said: "It was in a wilderness, quite far from here. It was when I was in Jiangbei, but it was not far from the river. That day, I was about to search for a boat to cross the river when I met my junior brother Ling and was chased by Li Mochou on the way. It has been almost a month since this matter. The weather is hot in the summer, so I am afraid that his body has rotted."

Zhang Yimeng said: "I thought of being a friend of his classmates, even if there are only dead bones left, I have to collect them for him." He also asked Yin Zhiping in detail the path, what are the marks there, etc.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Yimeng said goodbye to the two of them and immediately set off for Jiangbei to collect the corpse of Yi Qianshuang.

Yin Zhiping watched Zhang Yimeng hired a boat in Dongting Lake and disappeared, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Mochou looked at his relaxed look and asked in confusion: "Why do I feel that you seem a little afraid of that Zhang Yimeng?"

Yin Zhiping said: "I'm a little afraid of him."

Li Mochou was even more puzzled and asked, "What are you afraid of him? I killed Yi Qianshuang. He will not find you even if he takes revenge. Besides, he said he would not take revenge. Besides, with your martial arts, would he still be afraid of him?"

Yin Zhiping said: "I'm not afraid of his martial arts, I'm afraid that he is not a normal man."

Li Mochou said: "Why is he abnormal?"

Yin Zhiping asked without answering, "He didn't seem to have looked at you much when he was upstairs just now?"

Li Mochou hadn't noticed it before, but now he thinks, it's true, "This shows that he is more serious than you, and he is not like you. He is benevolent and righteous on the surface, and he is a thief and prostitute behind his back. He is just a evil ghost in the sex."

Yin Zhiping said in surprise: "I have not done anything to you yet, but I have become an evil ghost in the sex!"

Li Mochou said: "Anyway, you are not a good person."

Yin Zhiping said: "At least I am a normal man."

The two of them returned to the boat in a bickering manner.

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The electricity was off for another whole day during the day, but fortunately I finally caught up, and it was still three thousand words.

Thanks to the harmless donkey and Ling Juelian book friends for their rewards.
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