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Volume 1: Jianghu's Eternal Grief Chapter 2: Peace of Mind

Two hours passed, and it was already dusk. In Taihui’s main hall, the third senior brother Wei Zisong was sitting under the hall, and Duan Fei strode through the side door.

"Zi Song, how about that person? It should be nothing serious."

As soon as Wei Zisong was about to get up, Duan Fei signaled him to sit down. "Report to senior brother of the sect, that kid is fine. The doctor said he was weak and caught a cold. It would be fine if he drank some porridge. He was cautious and prescribed the side medicine and had already gone to decoct."

Duan Fei did not sit in the upper seat, but sat on the chair next to Wei Zisong: "That's good. You have been troubled by him these days and have taught him a lesson. In the final analysis, this matter is wrong with Chang Wen. When he gets better, let him leave and say that he has apologized. It's better to let someone out early, or not to have troubles, what do you think?"

Wei Zisong nodded and said, "That's it... well... it's good."

Duan Fei stood up, walked in the room for two or three steps, and looked at Wei Zisong: "I also want to vent my anger to Chang Wen, but the sect finally improved a little. At this time, we can't get a bad reputation outside anymore, so we have to let him go first."

When Wei Zisong heard this, he stared at the floor with his eyes, as if his mind was falling apart. He slightly stroked his beard: "Yes, the sect has just improved, and 'this thing' must be done more easily, so you can't miss the news."

While talking, the boy serving tea came up with two cups of tea.

As soon as the boy put down the teacup, Wei Zisong also stood up: "I won't eat tea anymore. Something happened to the sect in the restaurant established by Linyou. I have to rush over and take a look. Senior brother of the sect, then I'll take a step first."

Duan Fei picked up the teacup and tasted it: "Oh? What's the matter, is it important?"

"Small things, small things, I'll go back." As he spoke, Wei Zisong was about to leave the main hall, but turned back: "By the way, the disciple who sent to contact the 'Dongchuan Jiedushi' last time brought some specialties back. I thought it was pretty good after eating it, so I asked the kitchen to make desserts for you. The senior brother of the sect should remember to taste it."

***Cruise hood***

Li Bing finally woke up and felt sleepy. He let out a long sigh: "Hey, I'm bored, I'm afraid it's because I haven't eaten for too long." He held up and looked at the food box on the table, so he hurried over.

It contained a bowl of millet porridge. Li Bing held it in his hand and smelled it. There was no strange smell. He thought, "If they want to harm me, there is no need to poison the rice." He picked up the bowl and took a sip.

"Puff!" Before he swallowed the porridge, he sprayed it all out. "This is his grandmother's, this porridge is so salty that it is bitter. It looks like the one I beat me is very popular!" Li Bing thought of this, and smiled bitterly while hungry, and could only shake his head helplessly. However, when the door was pushed open, a big man walked towards him with his sword.

This big man had a red face and red ears. Li Bing had also seen it. It was the "Second Brother Yangyue Sect" who brought him back after the fight that day. The scabbard was dull, but very familiar. It was him wearing a sword by himself. Since he was taken to Yangyue Sect, the sword has been taken away.

The second senior brother walked up to him and looked at the rice squirting out of the table. He sneered with satisfaction and contempt: "I'm afraid you haven't eaten salt for so long, so I let the kitchen put a little more. How about it, our Yangyue Sect's porridge tastes pretty good."

After saying that, he suddenly threw the sword on the table: "God's grandson, this time it's really cheap. The senior brother of the sect said, you can get out. Hold your sword and roll as far as you want. Let me see you next time, I have to break your tendons and feet."

Li Bing glared at him and picked up the sword. He thought to himself: "Okay, the time is about the same. You can avoid the father's eyes and ears when you go out at night. I won't bother with you." Just as he was about to get up, he heard the second senior brother say again: "The axe that junior brother chopped firewood yesterday disappeared, and he just borrowed your sword to use it. I guess you won't mind."

Li Bing pulled out his sword, but saw about a dozen small gaps on the blade, which were obviously intentionally destroyed. This sword was originally made by a famous artist and was of great value, but now it turned into a broken iron. He was about to get angry, but he thought, "My kung fu is not as good as him, not to mention that now he has nothing to eat and can't use his strength. If he takes action, wouldn't he give him a chance to mess with me? Let's record this account for the time being."

He put the sword in the scabbard and threw it on the table, and instead said with a smile: "I have so many such swords in my family. Your Yangyue Sect doesn't have any good weapons, so you can keep them as treasures. I'm leaving!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took two steps, the second senior brother tripped slightly and pushed him behind him. Li Bing, a dog, ate shit, fell more than ten feet away, and his teeth hit the steps in front of the door.

The second senior brother held his hands in his arms, smiling, and shaking his legs and laughed: "Hey, I just haven't eaten for a few days. You can't even walk. After leaving this door, you should pay more attention to safety. Don't be like this time, just kowtow your face and let others laugh at me. Grandson, get out quickly."

Li Bing stood up, two purple-red blood marks on his lips, and his teeth were numb. This time he was really angry, and he didn't even look at the "Second Brother" and vomited two mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, and rushed out of the passenger compartment.

"I fell well, I fell well! I won't make your entire Yangyue Sect messy this time, then I'm calling me the title of "Little Demon King of the Capital" in vain."

Li Bing lowered his head and angrily walked out of the Yangyue Sect gate. He walked not long ago and thought about going to a restaurant to eat something until midnight. Then he remembered that their wallet was searched and they never returned it. Now he really couldn't take out a copper plate. "Oh, forget it, look at it dark, find a place to wait for a while, and go to Yangyue Sect to have enough food later!"

"If you ask me to drink salty porridge, I will add some ingredients to the meals of your entire sect; if you destroy me, I will burn your weapon room. If you fall, I will make your entire sect fall into the world! I will spare you once, and you will still dare to ride up to your head. Let you know what it means to make me mess with people, and I am even afraid of myself!"

After leaving Yangyue Sect, he walked around. He planned to wait until the third day before he left, but he was already hungry, but he was afraid that he would not be able to walk even if he waited for a while.

As the sky turned dark, he found a secluded place, turned over and jumped onto the wall of Yangyue Sect, stepped onto the roof in three or two steps, and looked around with the faint light emitted by the lanterns on the porch: "It turns out that Yangyue Sect is so big, where are you going now? You have to find a place to eat something first."

A stick of incense passed, and he circled the roof a few times. Except for three or five disciples guarding the courtyard, no one else saw it. Just as he was about to turn over and go down to the ground to search everywhere, the door in front of him opened with a "sudden" sound. Li Bing was shocked and suddenly leaned down.

An old man came out of the door, with a hunched figure. He seemed to see someone on the roof, and he glanced alertly before leaving the yard. Li Bing saw that he was holding a tray, and thought he was going to the kitchen, so he followed him from a distance.

Not long after walking, the old man walked into a side room. Li Bing was afraid that the sound would shock him, so he had to wait on the roof next to him, hoping to go down to find out the truth after the person came out.

But after a while, the man never came out, and the two windows were also closed tightly. Li Bing and others were anxious, so they tiptoed to the roof and eavesdropped on the conversation below.

A voice was a little old and hoarse: "President Duan is very happy, he has no leftover food. He also asked me to give you a serving."

"Give me one? Humph! He still has this kind of heart, which almost makes me unable to bear to do it! Hahahaha~!" This voice sounded full of energy. It was obviously a young man.

"I have been in tea and the meal for more than a year. Today, the last medicine introduction was also allowed to take him. I have done everything I can do, and I can only wish Lord Wei a success tomorrow."

After the old man finished speaking, he changed his subject: "But I can't stay here. No matter if you succeed or fail tomorrow, I can't escape death, so please let my granddaughter go first."

"That's natural. Thank you for your hard work this year. You did a good job. I have already let go of your granddaughter. I'm waiting for you in the back mountain. There are twenty staples here, which is a reward for you. This matter will never appear in Linyou again."

There were two dull sounds, as if the man knelt down and kowtowed twice: "Thank you, Lord Wei, thank you, Lord Wei. Then I'll leave now." Then there was a sound of light closing of the door, obviously the old man had left. But the man in the room whispered and said in a low voice: "I have to worry about giving this money to the brother who escorted your granddaughter to drink. Hahahaha, wait for another half an hour, this Yangyue Sect is mine."

Li Bing was frightened when he heard it on the roof. "This method is a little too clever, but since I know it, I always have to make some damage from it. The head of the sect is good to me, so I told him a lot, and I just thought it was a pity to hurt his disciples."

He still lay motionless on the roof, afraid that a little sound would alarm the person in the room. After he left the room and walked away, Li Bingcai got up and walked towards the room where he first saw the old man.

He tiptoed to the north corner of the room, and gently pushed open the window sash and jumped into the window.

"Who?" Duan Fei was sitting at the table and flipping through a booklet with yellowed cover. When he heard the sound of the window being opened, he immediately stood up and closed the booklet alertly.

Li Bing took a step forward, made a gesture of silence, looked at Duan Fei, and said, "Whether you believe it or not, I will leave only once and say it.

By chance, I heard that your own disciple poisoned the food you had just eaten, and in half an hour, I was about to attack you. I came here to report you a letter, just to repay you for your love for letting me go. After that, take care of yourself."

Li Bingzheng planned to go out through the window again, but was stopped by Duan Fei: "Wait, you said this without any end. How can I believe you? Who is trying to harm me?"

Li Bing knew that he was a little deeper in this matter, and he never looked back. He had one foot stretched out of the window: "I don't know who that person is, I just heard the sound. How you deal with it yourself and has nothing to do with me." After saying that, he was about to look out of the window, but turned around and said, "Although I don't know what poison it is, you might as well try to use your skills. Maybe you will believe what I said."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Fei heard a mouthful of blood spurting out a mouthful of blood and kneeling on the ground.

At this time, Li Bing had only his head left but had not yet gone out, but when he saw this, he could only turn over and come in again: "What's wrong with you? Did you get poisoned so quickly?"

Duan Fei was helped up by Li Bing and leaned on the desk: "So that's it, so that's it. The person who wanted me to die did not kill me half an hour later, but he knew that I would practice internal skills after half an hour. Just now, I just tried to lift my breath, and I felt my internal organs tumbling. If I really waited until I practiced my internal skills, I would definitely explode and die, and it looked like I was in a state of devil."

Duan Fei wiped blood on his sleeve and said, "He is really calculating. I guess who did it, but I still can't figure out why it is him?"

Before Li Bing answered, the door of the hall was pushed open: "What's the point of not understanding this? In terms of talent, I am ten or a hundred times better than you. The master had intended to be in me before, but it had not yet been announced. Later, he accidentally died and died, and you ascended the throne as the eldest brother. It was originally my thing, so of course I would take it back."

Li Bing also saw the person who came clearly. He saw Duan Fei could no longer defend against the enemy. He thought it was not good and was about to escape. The man suddenly glared at him: "Fortunately, I heard some noise and came over to see him, otherwise today's great things would almost be ruined by you. I'll deal with you first."

Wei Zisong was about to take action, but Duan Fei looked at him, but said, "Wait, I want to know, you are not just going to get this poison today!"

Wei Zisong walked up with his sword and said, "It's not long since. It's just a year ago that your martial arts are slow. It's just that today I've put in the lead. If I can make me so hard, you'll die." Before he finished speaking, Li Bing suddenly attacked and picked up the inkstone on the table and threw it out. As soon as he succeeded, he turned around and ran towards the window.

Wei Zisong used his internal strength and smashed the flying inkstone with one palm. He had already flashed to Li Bing and swept across the sword with a move, "Hang Yue and Catch Yun" and swept across the sword. Li Bing dodged, but was forced to retreat again and again by the next three swords. Duan Fei also stood up, pulled out the sword on the table, pulled a sword flower, and used "Yangxushan Stand" to attack Wei Zisong backhand. This move was attacking without defense. Although he had no internal strength, his move was strong, which forced Wei Zisong to take a step back and let Li Bing go.

Li Bing knew that even if he had the strength of the two, he could not defeat him. He shouted out the window: "Come on, catch the thief!" Wei Zisong hurriedly lost his composure and stabbed Li Bing with another sword. The sword was too fast, and Li Bing could not dodge, so he could only take it head-on, and Duan Fei also helped to resist with the sword.

Unexpectedly, this sword move was just a virtual move. His left hand formed a palm, and he used ten percent of his internal strength to hit Duan Fei's right chest with one palm. Li Bing's hands were holding the sword in a hard way. Duan Fei was holding the sword in both hands. Wei Zisong restrained the two with just one sword, and this palm was naturally unstoppable.

Wei Zisong was meticulous and knew that since he had alarmed outsiders, he had to kill Duan Fei as soon as possible. Otherwise, once someone came, the matter would be exposed. With one move, the two of them would be deceived. Duan Fei was caught in this palm and knew that he had no hope of survival. He changed his hands and stabbed Wei Zisong with one sword, and he would definitely be able to kill him.
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