Have You Met My Brother?[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Chapter 18
byChapter 18 On the eve of the conference, Yan Bugui: (thinking)…
The early morning light spreads into the city, awakening the vitality of a silent night. The clouds in the sky seem to be crushed into golden cotton.A comfortable breeze blew by, and the morning glow seemed to spread on the faces of every passerby, adding a touch of warmth to the cool morning.
Guo Xiang arrived a little early, and the inn had just opened its doors and started business. Everyone from the shopkeeper to the waiter couldn’t help but yawn.The lobby on the first floor was very empty, with few people having breakfast; it was also very quiet, as if someone was whispering something else, and could be heard clearly from everywhere.
The girl found a seat by the window with her chin in one hand and looked at the people passing by on the street.Her mind seemed to be a little vacant and absent-minded. It wasn’t until she saw Yan Bugui’s figure that she brightened up. She immediately jumped up and waved: “Good morning, Brother Yan!”
Yan Bugui didn’t expect Guo Xiang to come so early as he said he would, and a little surprise appeared on his face under the bamboo hat – but if the other party was really in a hurry, it was normal to choose this time. After all, they had traveled together before, and the girl knew that he always woke up very early.
The swordsman guessed that Guo Xiang had something to do, so he came here specially. After saying hello, he also asked directly like this.Sure enough, after the girl asked the innkeeper to bring over the breakfast she had ordered before, she quietly asked him where she had smelled the aroma mentioned yesterday.
Hearing this, Yan Bugui looked thoughtfully at the girl scooping out the porridge with chopped green onion and shredded chicken, and asked instead, “Miss Guo Er, is this question very important to you?”
Guo Xiang replied in a low voice: “Actually, I’m asking for someone else… Brother Yan has a great sense of smell. I just said a few words to the owner of the fragrance. I didn’t expect that you would notice this.”
“Have you ever been to that hill outside the city? There is a hut on it, and there is that smell in the house.” Considering Guo Xiang’s identity, Yan Bugui told the girl about it even though he didn’t explain it clearly, and he still told the girl about it through sound transmission.
Hearing this, Guo Xiang blinked. There was no surprise on her face, but she lowered her voice when she spoke: “Sure enough, Brother Yan has also been there… Do you have any other discoveries?”
The swordsman turned the teacup in his hand. He raised his eyes to look at the girl, and then lowered his eyes: “I’m not good at investigating cases. The traces left in that place are too messy to tell what happened. But when I left, I was attacked by a masked man in black. This man knew Japanese swordsmanship and ninjutsu. Unfortunately, although I seriously injured the guy, he still let him escape, and I don’t know his origin.”
“Brother Yan, are you not injured?” Guo Xiang took a breath and shook her head when Yan did not return. The girl’s eyes rolled around, “Japanese…Japanese people rarely appear in the Central Plains. I seem to have heard my parents mention that in the past hundred years, there was a Japanese warrior who appeared in southern Fujian more than 20 years ago, and his name was Tianfeng Shiro…”
After a pause, Guo Xiang looked hesitant, but finally asked: “I don’t know much about this person…Brother Yan, is that mysterious man in black specifically targeting you? Do you want me to go back and ask – send a letter to ask my parents?”
Yan Bugui, who vaguely caught some inspiration in his heart, no longer concealed it: “No, the guy wanted to kill Brother Chu at that time. If you find clues, just tell Brother Chu directly.”
In fact, he originally wanted to add that there should be no enemies for him in this strange Central Plains.But since as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he was taken to a place completely different from the Tang Dynasty. Such a magical thing can happen. It is hard to say whether there will be more accidents. Maybe other people have similar experiences?Thinking that nothing should be too absolute, I didn’t say anything out of caution.
Guo Xiang nodded clearly, as if he had expected this.After that, they randomly picked some interesting things to chat about. When there were more and more guests in the inn lobby, the girl said goodbye and made a promise to see you again next time.
After Yan Bugui confirmed that the girl was gone, he asked the innkeeper for some paper and pen and ink, and returned to the room to draw a few more portraits – in a place like the inn, even if there were pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the quality would not be very good, but it didn’t matter, as long as it was usable.
When the pen was dipped in ink and facing the flat rice paper, Yan Bugui’s thoughts couldn’t help but wander.
Speaking of which, it is not that their sword sect has no cultural classes at all, but those fellow disciples are either practicing swordsmanship or on the way to practice swordsmanship every day – especially after a wave of people were purged due to the Yidao style incident, and the sect leader decided to only recruit those who wanted to fight in the future, the martial arts atmosphere in the sect became stronger day by day. Even if they took the time to read books, they would mostly read martial arts tips such as sword manuals.
Yan Bugui lived in Penglai for ten years before joining the Sword Sect. During these ten years, it was Xie Donghai who enlightened him, taught him how to read, read, and practice martial arts… Although Xie Donghai was also the first to raise a “younger brother,” he had seen many people over the long years, whether they were mediocre or geniuses, and they were all his reference subjects. The curriculum for young swordsmen was quite loose.
Such as the Six Arts of a Gentleman, poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting, Lao Zhuang, Mo Han… Yan Bugui actually knows a little bit. Although he only knows a little bit, it is enough to prevent him from making a lot of idiom jokes like some junior brothers and sisters. While bringing happiness to the senior brothers and sisters, he is punished to reduce the time of practicing swordsmanship to make up for cultural classes.
I was thinking about a certain “New Interpretation of Idioms” that was severely criticized in negative textbooks, but Yan Bugui’s expression was still very serious, and even the hand that drew it did not shake.It didn’t take long for the new “missing person notice” to dry up, and the swordsman’s thoughts returned to the current matter – he had a hunch that the person “Brother Chu” was looking for, “Miss Guo” might know his whereabouts.
He didn’t know the identity of “Brother Chu”. Since the other party didn’t take the initiative to tell him, he wouldn’t take the initiative to ask. It wouldn’t affect their friendship anyway – even if Guo Xiang knew, he wouldn’t ask – “Brother Chu” obviously reacted quickly when he saw “Second Miss Guo” and guessed the girl’s identity; conversely, the girl didn’t seem to recognize “Brother Chu” on the spot, but she seemed to have made some guesses afterwards.
After all, Yan Bugui is not from here, and he doesn’t understand many things, and he doesn’t know how they make judgments. And he can only see from some details that these friends he knows have no conflict with each other – that’s enough.After all, no matter whether the relationship is far or close, it is always the person who is caught in the middle who suffers the most. It is rare that he has made two new friends, and he does not want to turn around and see them secretly fighting again.
All in all, revealing the guy who was suspected to be a Japanese warrior to Guo Xiang would inevitably expose some of the things he had done with “Brother Chu”, but the elders of Guo Xiang’s family should not embarrass “Brother Chu”.
And if he was right, maybe they could still cooperate.Of course, it was best for him to tell “Brother Chu” about this matter so that others could be prepared – but who made him not know where “Brother Chu” was!
Yan Bugui sighed, now he could only wait and see what happened.As he said to Guo Xiang yesterday, he still had to find someone. If so many Jianghu people gathered near Junshan had not seen Xie Donghai and Liu Yuan, he would have no choice but to continue looking elsewhere.As for his new friends, if they need his help, he will naturally help.
In the next few days, Yan Bugui lived a relatively peaceful life by himself, but things outside became more and more lively day by day.There have been rumors in the world that the Beggar Clan is going to hold a conference in Junshan to elect a new leader, and invitations have even been sent to many sects and forces. However, the time has been pushed back again and again due to reasons unknown to the outside world.
And just in the afternoon when Yan Bugui and Guo Xiang discussed the “aroma” issue, news suddenly came out from the Beggar Clan – the previous leader Huang Rong and her husband Guo Jing, Guo Daxia, had arrived in Junshan. At the suggestion of Gang Leader Huang, the Beggar Clan Conference would officially start in three days!
The Jianghu people who came here just for the excitement of the Beggar Clan Conference suddenly became energetic and started to call out friends. Three days later, the Beggar Clan Junshan Headquarters, where many people had arrived, now turned into a sea of people.Fortunately, there were many disciples of the Beggar Clan, so they were barely able to maintain order.
Yan Bugui originally thought of watching from the outside like many people in the world – after all, he had not received the invitation and could not enter the innermost circle. However, he did not expect that just the evening before the Beggar Clan meeting officially started, Guo Xiang came to him with an invitation: “Brother Yan, my mother invites you to attend the Beggar Clan meeting tomorrow!”
Yan Bugui, who had just had dinner, took the invitation and looked at the handwriting and name signed on it, which was obviously written not long ago. After thinking about it, he pretended to suddenly realize and said: “It turns out that Miss Guo is the daughter of Daxia Guo and Gang Leader Huang.”
Although both of them knew this matter well, Guo Xiang, who had indeed forgotten to say it clearly, turned red. She coughed softly and returned to the topic: “Brother Yan, are you coming? Can we sit together then?”
Yan Bugui took a look and made sure that the so-called “participation” was simply watching in the audience, rather than leaving the stage. He felt a little regretful but understandable.In addition, he himself was also very curious about the strength of warriors at all stages in the Central Plains, so he immediately nodded: “Gang Leader Huang kindly invites you, and I will not refuse regardless of emotion or reason.”
“That’s great!” Guo Xiang clapped her palms with excitement. She didn’t have to worry about being bored tomorrow!After the excitement, the girl remembered the business and asked quickly, “Brother Yan, are you free tonight? Do you have anything else to do?”
Yan Bugui asked in confusion: “There is enough time, what’s the matter?”
Guo Xiang straightened her expression and replied: “My mother wants to see you.”
“Now?” The swordsman raised his eyebrows when he heard this. The Huang Gang who is rumored to be the “female Zhuge” wants to meet him?
Guo Xiang nodded: “Yes. But before I came, my mother also said that if Brother Yan doesn’t want to see you, you don’t have to see me. It’s okay to go tomorrow.”
Yan Bugui touched the fur ball hanging on the horizontal knife. He did not make an immediate decision, but asked: “Did your Majesty mention the reason for meeting in advance?”
Guo Xiang did not hide anything: “Firstly, it was to thank Brother Yan in person for taking care of me in those days; secondly… it should be related to Brother Chu.”
After Yan Bugui listened, he finally knew what was going on, so he nodded: “Okay, please let Miss Guo lead the way.”
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ps: The misinterpretation of the idiom of the Dao Zong disciples refers to the official small theater “Parrot Language Classroom”. There is a summary in the comment area of a certain website [Dog Head]. You don’t have to buy it because of its appearance, but you can’t help but read the joke (bus)