I have nothing but luck

Chapter 19 The fog is heavy

Xie Huan was shocked by his rare style of treating money like dung.

You know, since the Jiang family was destroyed, Jiang Jingxing has been living a life as if he would be poor enough to sell himself any moment, and he has not recovered from this fear until now.

He cared carefully and said, "What's wrong with you recently?"

Should not be ah.

The world is solid and vast, and Kyushu is in the northern part of the world. How can there be anything wrong with Jiang Jingxing?

Didn't you see that old fellow Mo Luo went into seclusion and never came out after Jiang Jingxing became a saint?

It is necessary to retreat to break through the holy realm, so I don't want to temporarily avoid the edge of Jiang Jingxing's Baji sword through retreat.

If Moro is like this, let alone others?

"What's the matter? It's okay. How can there be anything in the world that can do nothing to me?" Jiang Jingxing lost the desire to drink after Xie Tingbai came to him. He casually spun the wine glass and said in a daze for a while: "Oh, there is probably such a thing Bar."

He lowered his eyes and smiled: "Thinking that Ah Ci will reach the age of getting married and having children, why am I still alone?"

"" Xie Huan's worries were swept away, and he said with great pain: "Brother, you made this yourself, others can't help you."

Thinking about when they were traveling as teenagers, no matter how severe the cold or the scorching heat, they couldn't resist the little lady who was rushing towards him from Gaojing, how could Jiang Jingxing have the face to worry about this?

Others said that Xie Rongjiao was able to enter the sage's door because of his noble status and the friendship between his father and Jiang Jingxing.

not like this.

Jiang Jingxing always felt that the name Xie Rongjiao was a good choice.

The moon is as bright as the clouds.

He really is like the moon.

Jiangjing Xingshe had to divide the spring and autumn day and night into the bright moon that illuminates his way forward.

He used to be like a wanderer who couldn't find his hometown. The wanderer yearned for his hometown but had no home to return to. So he wandered around like a headless chicken in the northern wilderness of Kyushu, never forgetting how many mountains and waters he had walked.

But there is a bright moon.

The bright moon is like home to the wanderer, and the beauty of the flowers and trees around him cannot be ignored. It gives the wanderer the leisure to stop and the eyes to distinguish between beauty and ugliness. With a tongue that can taste ups and downs, the delicacies that have been tasted since then are on the tip of the tongue.

But the bright moon was supposed to rise from sunset to night, and return to the place where he should go.

Xie Rongjiao should also start a family and start a career, marry and have children with the girl he likes.

Perhaps it is because even after the drowning person lands safely, he will still frame the driftwood he caught with a layer of gold leaf and offer it to the high hall. The devout believers who have been redeemed will always remember to worship the ground three times a day after overcoming the difficulties. For the sake of worshiping Buddha.

Jiang Jingxing was a little bit reluctant.

He didn't think about it, and quickly blamed the reason on Xie Tingbai, who was suspected to be the incense of the Xie family ancestral hall. He felt that he was insincere when he wanted to pick the Chinese cabbage, and he even thought about what kind of excuse he should find. He fights.

Mainly unilateral beatings.

Of course, Xie Tingbai would not be stingy to send a post to the righteous master Xie Rongjiao.

Xie Rongjiao was carrying the post, pushed the door out, and happened to run into Jiang Jingxing who was about to come in.

The moon spreads silver frost on the floor tiles, and the glow of the candles among the luxuriant plants and trees is warm and yellow, swaying slightly in the clear evening wind, rippling the branches among the mottled shadows of the trees, shining on the jasper leaves and double-petaled flowers.

In Jiang Jingxing's eyes, his red dress was covered with moonlight, and he was as beautiful as the yellow beams of dreams that the world stopped for and pursued hard.

Xie Rongjiao originally wanted to find Jiang Jingxing for something, "Tomorrow I will urge Father to get rid of the matter of Xie Hua and Lu Binfen, and then we will live in another village, waiting for brother Youyou to come back."

It took a lot of time to go to the Northern Wilderness. If Lu Binwei hadn't returned for a long time, it would have a great impact on the southern barracks. He was going to hand over some military affairs.

Jiang Jingxing was a little tipsy from drinking with Xie Huan at first, but when he heard that the wine was mostly sober, he asked, "What about the Peony Flower Fair?"

Xie Rongjiao: "The Peony Flower Club is to invite people to see the peony flowers. The peony flowers are as long as they are here. What does it have to do with me?"

Facing the few peonies scattered in the City Lord's Mansion, Xie Tingbai's face must be quite exciting.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Jingxing laughed unkindly: "It's a pity that I can't see Xie Tingbai's expression."

"Uncle and grandfather must be angry." Xie Rongjiao said seriously, "So let's go north first, and don't return to the city lord's mansion for a long time after the northern hunting."

If Lu Binwei was here, he would definitely sigh, what kind of master teaches what kind of apprentice.

Jiang Jingxing's deviant behavior was put on the bright side, and no secular rules and etiquette could hold him back.

Xie Rongjiao seems to have no lack of etiquette, and his advances and retreats are measured, just because it is a part of the principles he insists on.

However, reason is not the same as rules and etiquette.

Xie Rongjiao understands that his reasoning may not be complete, and may not be all right, so he is very happy to set foot on a circle of magnificent mountains and rivers in the world to prove himself.

Instead of accepting other people's arrangements, she settled down in the city lord's mansion peacefully, and had a drink with Jiang Jingxing who happened to pass by to say goodbye.

Jiang Jingxing laughed, it was completely different from the usual foolish smile, he laughed heartily, he hugged Xie Rongjiao in his arms.

"That's great, Ah Ci, I'm so glad I met you."

Sure enough, he was drunk.

Xie Rongjiao thought expressionlessly.

He was in a hurry to deal with the matter of Xie Hua and Lu Binfen, so he stepped into Xie Huan's residence early in the morning. Fortunately, Xie Huan's efficiency was not lower than his, so he asked what should be asked last night.

"I got it, Xie Hua gave the letter he left to the Xuanwu City Lord." Xie Huan tapped his finger on the table, "There is a secret method that can make Xie Hua's spiritual seal on the letter remain for one month after his death. The Lord of Xuanwu City will inevitably notice something strange."

"City Master Xuanwu, friends and foes are unknown at the moment, but he is connected with Xie Hua and has become his second-in-command. Either he is blind or has a problem. You have to be careful no matter what."

Xuanwu City is located at the northernmost tip of Kyushu, bordering the Northern Wilderness. It is the same as Fengling City. The city was built on the place where Xuanwu's bones were buried.

Xie Rongjiao nodded: "When you go to Beishou, you can drop by Xuanwu City to check the situation."

There are so many things involved in a ray of devilish energy in Bushi City.

These things are intertwined and intertwined one after another, as if weaving a net under the calm surface of Kyushu.

Xie Rongjiao was quite peaceful in his heart.

Thousands of calculations, thousands of schemes, can be broken with a sword in hand.

The young man who has not reached the weak crown does not realize at all that this kind of courage is rare even for the powerful in the world.

But he never wavered or doubted in his heart, as if the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the water flowed from high to low, it was only natural and unchanged from time immemorial.

Xie Rongjiao asked abruptly: "Father, is it true that the phoenix plume on my body is true?"

He held the phoenix feather between his fingers, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like an exquisite ornament carved from ruby, and it had no resemblance to the legendary treasure that shook all directions.

"I know you must have doubts in your heart. But there are some things that I can't tell you right now, and you will understand later."

When Xie Huan said this, a little smile appeared on his face. It was not like the Fengling City Lord who ascended to the throne of the first Patriarch in the Southern Territory when he was a weak crown, but rather like the Yushu of the Xie family in the dream of a young girl in spring 30 years ago.

"Regardless of the Phoenix True Feather and what is involved behind it, you must remember that the Phoenix True Feather recognizes you because you use it, not because you are enslaved by it."

"Then why did it choose me?"

There have been so many romantic figures from the Xie family in the millennium. There are saints who are open to the Tao and Dao;

Xie Huan walked slowly to the window, watching the rising sun burst out, "I don't know, maybe I have to ask God's will. I will wait for the moment when you can find the answers that I can't even explain clearly."

Xie Rongjiao hugged Zhenjiang Mountain, seeming to realize something.

Sword repairers are not expensive, and what they rely on most in their lives is their only natal saber.

Xie Rongjiao is a swordsman.

Therefore, he lowered his eyelashes and thought, I have Zhenjiang Mountain, and it is a blessing for me to have an extra arm, so why bother about Phoenix's true feather?

Why it chose me, how to use it is not important to me.

When I reach that realm, I will naturally lift the veil on the beauty's face shrouded in layers of clouds and mist.

At that time, whether it is surprise or joy behind it, I can accept it calmly.

A young man came from Haojing in the north.

Haojing and Fengling City, one south and one north, are separated by thousands of miles, which is only a day's journey to him.

The realm of heaven and man is already a heavenly being, and it is not comparable to ordinary people.

At this moment, he stopped in front of the gate of Fengling City, looked around, and stopped for a long time.

Before the guards realized something was wrong and came to interrogate, the young man smiled slowly: "So what if you become a saint, I won this round of the world's general situation."

His voice was very small, as if talking to himself.

The guard was very sorry, he was obviously a handsome young man, but he was so delirious.

But a cold snort came from far away in the western sky, which seemed to explode in his ears.

Ordinary people were blown away with such a sound, and practitioners were blown with such a sound that their livers and gallbladders were cracked.

The sage's supernatural powers are beyond words.

The young man was indifferent, and even somewhat gratified by the old man.

He looked to the north and sighed: "Two hundred years of trading, even though he is old, luckily his chess power has not diminished."

At last, you have lived up to the world you have entrusted to you, and you have not lost the face of the No.1 founder of the country.

The steward of Fengling City Biezhuang hurriedly found the two masters and apprentices who were fishing by the stream, he can't be blamed for losing his composure, it's because the comers are too famous.

"Northern Zhou Guoshi came to visit and said that he had something important to consult with his son."

Jiang Jingxing raised his eyebrows, he didn't need to use the saint's keen spiritual sense, knowing that his visit would be no good, he really wanted to say no.