Chapter 18: Nighttime Conversations

　　"get out."

　　"thanks, thanks..."

　　Lu Qingdu burst into tears, that was a tear of gratitude.

　　After he left, Yang Guo still stood by the river and did not intend to leave.

　　Under the bright moon, there was a gentle breeze, staring at the gurgling water, Yang Guo calmly gazed, and said slowly, "If senior doesn't have any advice, then I'll leave."

　　The voice fell.

　　There was a rustling sound from the bushes behind Yang Guo, it was a Quanzhen old man dressed in black, with white beard and hair, and a very good appearance.

　　Qiu Chuji walked to Yang Guo's side, but didn't make a move, only asked in doubt, "How did you find out about Poverty?"

　　Yang Guo looked sideways, said with a cold smile: "It turned out to be Master Qiu, the younger generation is more polite.

　　As for how to find out...Since Master Qiu can find out that Yang has entered the Chongyang Palace, it is not difficult for Yang to find that Master Qiu is following him. "

　　Staring at Yang Guo in night clothes, Qiu Chuji was also surprised, and asked in confusion:

　　"Your martial arts... you should be a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect? Why did you come to steal my Quanzhen Sect's martial arts in the middle of the night?"

　　In fact, the Quanzhen Daoge is just the foundation.

　　If what Yang Guo got today was innate skills, then Qiu Chuji probably didn't come alone.

　　Instead, the Quanzhen senior group was dispatched together.

　　As for being exposed, Yang Guo is not surprised.

　　After all, the two factions have been neighbors for decades, if they can't even see this connection, then they are not suitable for learning martial arts.

　　"Our Ancient Tomb Sect has some martial arts, which need to be confirmed by your teaching's mentality."

　　Qiu Chuji understood it, pondered for a while, and said in the tone of teaching the younger generation:

　　"The Ancient Tomb Sect has a long history with our sect. If you send your prayers and come to ask for advice, my Quanzhen sect will not be stingy. Why would you do such a nasty thing as kidnapping people in the middle of the night?"

　　Yang Guo raised his eyebrows, feeling displeased, turned around, met Qiu Chuji's eyes, and said solemnly:

　　"My aunt doesn't like the martial arts taught by you Quanzhen.

　　This matter was done by someone Yang and has nothing to do with my aunt.

　　If your teacher has any dissatisfaction, just come to Yang.

　　One person does things and the other person is in charge, what's the trick... I'll do it all! "

　　Hearing Yang Guo's haughty tone, Qiu Chuji felt unhappy, the thought of educating Yang Guo became more and more serious, and he brushed his beard lightly.

　　"Since you said that, then Pindao will come to give you a lesson tonight, a junior.

　　I also want you to know that I, Quanzhen Sect, are not something that anyone can just break into! "

　　Yang Guo laughed, very coldly.

　　"Speaking of which, Master Qiu gave Yang two money darts the year before last.

　　Yang, but... the memory is still fresh, now that Qiu Zhenren is willing to give advice, Yang is also very happy, let's make a move. "

　　Qiu Chuji was stunned, then frowned, and explained: "That day, the poor Taoist intervened when he saw you killing me, and he didn't intend to do that sneak attack, but you misunderstood."

　　"Reverend Qiu, that day the disciples of your religion were the first to yell at me, a child. Could it be that I can't fight back? Then your religion is really honorable~"

　　Yang Guo still laughed, but it was very mocking.

　　"That day was also the mountain you first led Meng up to..."

　　Before he finished speaking, Yang Guo interrupted him bluntly.

　　"Master Qiu, what evidence do you have that Yang colluded with the Mongolians?

　　Is it just relying on Zhao Zhijing's one-sided words?

　　If so, then your teaching really surprised Yang~"

　　Hearing this, Qiu Chuji was dumbfounded.

　　In fact, when he went back that day, Qiu Chuji summoned Zhen Zhibing and many other third-generation disciples to inquire, and he had long suspected that Zhao Zhijing was not telling the truth.

　　It's just that Zhao Zhijing's mouth is hard and his thoughts are too much. No matter what Qiu Chuji expresses or hints, he will not be fooled.

　　Zhao Zhijing, who had made trouble several times, moved out his master Wang Chuyi.

　　After all, he was his own brother and brother, so Qiu Chuji didn't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha, so he gave up and continued to press Zhao Zhijing, which was to maintain the relationship between the brothers and sisters.

　　now.

　　Yang Guo mentioned Zhao Zhijing and questioned him in turn, Qiu Chuji naturally had nothing to say.

　　But he still couldn't let go, even if he knew that Yang Guo might be wronged, even if he knew that Zhao Zhijing was hiding a lot of bad things.

　　But for the sake of the reputation of Quanzhen Sect, he still can only pretend that he didn't see it and didn't know.

　　Perhaps, Qiu Chu would find a reason to punish Zhao Zhijing, but he told outsiders that Zhao Zhijing was right.

　　There are some meanings of whitewashing the peace.

　　Staring at the silent Qiu Chuji, Yang Guo lost interest in chatting with him, and said bluntly: "It's not speculative, I'll take my leave!"

　　The voice did not fall.

　　A gust of night wind blew up in the mountains, and the face towel fell off, revealing Yang Guo's expressionless face.

　　The moonlight is faint, and the water surface is like a mirror.

　　Seeing the boy's familiar and somewhat childish face,

Qiu Chuji froze on the spot.

　　With a wave of his sleeve, Yang Guo used his lightness kung fu and was about to leave.

　　At this moment, a strong wind came from behind, Yang Guo thought that Qiu Chuji was going to grab him, so he dodged to dodge immediately.

　　When he was about to raise his hand to fight back, he found that Qiu Chuji stopped suddenly, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com didn't intend to attack, Yang Guo also stopped, looking at Qiu Chuji suspiciously.

　　"Renren Qiu, are you going to fight or not? If you don't fight, don't stop Yang from going back. If you want to fight, then do it quickly!"

　　"My child, is your name Yang Guo?"

　　Yang Guo was slightly stunned, then he thought about it and remembered what happened.

　　He said calmly, "Really Qiu knows Yang? It seems that Yang Kang and I really look alike."

　　Qiu Chuji was surprised, "Since you know Yang Kang is your father, why do you still call him by his first name? Don't you know what the meaning of Heaven, Earth, Monarch, Parent, and Teacher is?"

　　Yang Guo sneered, "What kind of father is he who is born but not raised? If Master Qiu doesn't want to make a move, Yang will leave."

　　Hearing Yang Guo's unfeeling words, Qiu Chuji couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, and felt that Yang Guo was too cold and heartless.

　　"Son, your Uncle Guo is also looking for you, so don't you have anything to say to him?"

　　Yang Guo's footsteps paused, his mood fluctuated, but he didn't turn his head. After a while of silence, a clear voice sounded from the river.

　　"Guo Daxia and Huang Gangzhu's family are dignified, but Yang is just a lowly villain, so he dare not climb high.

　　If Qiu Zhenren is comfortable, he will help Yang and talk to Guo Daxia.

　　Yang doesn't want to get involved in the grievances and grievances between Yang Kang and his Guo family, let alone take care of them, and don't tell those beggar gang disciples to look for Yang.

　　If you have that spare time, you might as well ask those beggar gang disciples to find a job to do. "

　　As the words fell, Yang Guo had already raised his lightness kung fu and jumped into the depths of the jungle, but within three or five breaths, he disappeared into the vast night.

　　Looking at the direction where Yang Guo disappeared, Qiu Chuji felt tightness in his chest, and after a long time he let out a breath of depression, his expression was tired, making people feel that he was a few years older.

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