My brother is a sword

Chapter 17

Fu Fan supported his head with one hand, and with the other hand he pulled the rice in the bowl. Master did not come to eat today, and senior brother Wei Min was also busy with official duties. At this time, only he and a "wooden" four eyes in the empty hall On the contrary, it is so boring, even his favorite fish-flavored shredded pork is not as tasteful as before.

"Why didn't Senior Brother Wei Min bring you today?" Fu Fan couldn't bear the loneliness, and tried to raise the topic with "Wood" again.

"Wood" stuffed a mouthful of sweet and sour meat into his mouth, and the red sauce stuck to the side of his face, but he didn't respond.

"Don't be so indifferent, anyway, I'm also your senior brother, you can't favor one person over another!" Fu Fan complained, although he is not as popular as Wei Min, but his popularity has been good since he was a child, and this is the first time he has seen such a difficult person people.

Fu Fan had an idea, and raised the topic again, "Wang Jiuer, do you know what day it is today?" Regardless of Wang Jiuer's reaction, he continued, "Today is Lidong!" Fu Fan looked very excited, "Do you know Lidong? It must be The day of eating dumplings."

The hand holding the food paused, it seemed that he had listened, "Dumplings?"

Wang Jiu'er looked confused, not as if she was lying. Fu Fan explained: "Yes, it's a thin skin with various fillings inside. The taste is not so good. You don't know...you haven't eaten it?"

He shook his head, but the interest in his eyes was still obvious.

Seeing that Wang Jiu'er hadn't even eaten dumplings, Fu Fan felt pity for a moment, and he could already think of the miserable life of a child born in poverty who was hungry and full. Is convinced of the idea in my heart.

Standing up abruptly, putting down his chopsticks, Fu Fan walked to Wang Jiu'er, and the two brothers patted their shoulders, "It's okay, I will protect you from now on, brother will take you out to eat dumplings today, and take you to taste this world." delicious."

"No." After eating the last bite of meat, Wang Jiu'er put away the plate and was about to get up, as if to leave.

Fu Fan immediately stood up and stuck to it, "What's the matter? Why didn't you go? Didn't your eyes shine like gold just now?"

"Brother said you can't leave without authorization."

"Senior brother Wei Min said? It's okay, let's go secretly and promise not to let him know." Wang Jiu'er ignored him, and continued to walk to the ear room, preparing to take a short nap.

"We went down the mountain to buy dumplings for the good of Senior Brother Wei Min." Wang Jiu'er slowed down, and Fu Fan hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, "This old man knows a saying: 'If you don't eat dumplings in Lidong, your ears will be frozen'. You, Senior Brother Wei Min, must I just forgot about it, we went to buy some for him, it’s also for his ears!"

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true. For the sake of senior brother Wei Min's ears, we will leave in the afternoon. You wait here for me to take care of it. That's the deal." Fearing that Wang Jiu'er would change his mind, Fu Fan slipped away like a rabbit. He still has to make arrangements.

At the foot of Nanshan Mountain in Zhennan, a busy city

Just like that, Wang Jiuer, who was dressed in women's clothing, was abducted by Fu Fan from the Zhennanshan faction. He did not know what kind of tricks he used, but he actually obtained two vouchers to go out, and came to a crowded street.

"Junior Brother, I didn't expect you to be quite handsome, and you don't look abrupt when you look like a daughter. You must be a good-looking talent when you grow up. Everyone in our Qingyuan Mountain lineage is really good-looking, haha." Laughing a little boldly, Attracting the frequent glances of passers-by, Fu Fan restrained himself a little, looked at the lovely "little girl" beside him, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It's not that Fu Fan deliberately played tricks on Wang Jiu'er, the situation was compelling, one was that at the time he could only get one man and one woman according to the urgent need for excuses, and the other is that Wang Jiu'er's reputation is now in full swing, he is considered a man of the day, so naturally he couldn't go out so swaggeringly , Disguise is inevitable, as for San... Well, he is also very interested in his junior brother wearing women's clothing.

"Girl, is it better?" Wang Jiuer frowned. Originally, she came with her master when she transformed into a human form. She didn't think about gender selection by herself, and she didn't know whether her master liked it or not.

"Girl is good, she is cute and cute, she is so pitiful, I want a junior sister." With his hands crossed behind his head, Fu Fan smiled again when he thought of his junior sister, and suddenly wanted to tease Wang Jiuer, so he said on purpose : "Maybe Senior Brother Wei Min also wants a Junior Sister."

His thin body froze, and he said to himself, "Like it, girl?"

Fu Fan also said casually, seeing that Wang Jiuer seemed to be seriously considering the issue of gender, he quickly remedied, "Boys are also very good, manly man, standing upright, can protect others."

"Hi boy." Wang Jiuer nodded in satisfaction. He made a good choice. Protecting his master is his most important duty.

Unknowingly, the two passed by a place of fireworks.

"Guest officer, why are you coming? Let's have a drink together, I miss you so much." The delicate voice made one's scalp tingle.

Fu Fan quickly covered Jiu'er's eyes, he had an intuition that if his junior saw these unclean things, he would never be able to go around.

"Why did you start soliciting customers so early? When did the people here become so open?" Fu Fan complained. Seeing the woman smiling at him charmingly, he quickly turned his eyes away, not daring to look any further.

He didn't realize that his behavior was also very open, because when he walked with his eyes covered, he was surrounded by Wang Jiu'er in women's clothes, staggering. Did not respond.

"Junior brother sells gadgets over there."

"Look, there are jugglers over there!" Fu Fan introduced enthusiastically while walking.

"Junior brother, why do I feel that other people are looking at us?" Fu Fan wondered, he couldn't help looking at him, with a smirk on his face, pointing and pointing, making people confused.

"I don't know." The tone was flat.

"Didn't you feel it? Look at that man looking at us with a face of... jealousy? There is something wrong." Fu Fan wondered if he was dazzled, maybe he was thinking too much?

"I can't see."

"Ah... ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to let go, haha." Quickly let go of his hand, Fu Fan turned around in embarrassment, blaming himself for being surprised, "Come on, let's go back, the juggler just now you I didn’t see it, blame me, blame me.”

"dumpling."

"Dumplings? Okay, let's go eat dumplings." Wang Jiu'er said, and Fu Fan, who felt guilty, hurriedly led the way to find dumplings, "Don't worry, your brother and I have a lot of money, so you can eat as much as you want, and order as you like. "Fu Fan still has the boldness and generosity of being from a famous family.

They found a restaurant, and the two had a full meal. Wang Jiuer ate a lot, and the plates were piled up. It seemed that he was very satisfied with the cabbage and pork stuffing. Fu Fan was more at ease, and ordered some wine, sipping After taking a sip, he narrowed his eyes, it was strong enough, it was as hot as the palm of his hand being pumped red.

Qingyuan Mountain, the main hall.

"Wow, Master, I was wrong." The outstretched hand was already red from the beating.

Fu Fan and Wang Jiu'er were kneeling on the ground at this time. Obviously, they saw Bu Cheng with a dark face as soon as they came back, and the two of them began to admit their mistakes very well.

As the mastermind and senior brother, Fu Fan's hands have been slapped a dozen times by Bu Cheng. This is punishment, and he knew he was wrong, so he didn't make much excuses.

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have taken Junior Brother out privately."

"anything else?"

"You shouldn't borrow certificates from others to deceive others."

The ruler stopped, then seemed to rise slightly, which startled Fu Fan, and quickly said: "I...I shouldn't let my junior brother wear my daughter's clothes!"

There was silence in the hall, followed by an even heavier blow...

Finally, the grueling punishment was over, and a little sweat dripped from Fu Fan's head. Only then did he realize that someone in the sect had disappeared recently, and Bu Cheng was really angry. He also felt a little scared when he heard it.

Bu Cheng turned to Wang Jiu'er, and said coldly, "I want to punish you, but is there any objection?"

"Nothing." He stretched out his hand very actively.

With a "pop", there was a red seal on his hand.When Fu Fan saw it, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

Maybe it was because of a little drink today, it was a bit over the top, Fu Fan directly put his hand on that little hand.

"Hiss—" He took a deep breath, and received another blow to his already red and swollen palm.

Looking into Bucheng's eyes, he spoke sincerely, "Master, I don't blame Jiu'er for this matter, it's all my own initiative, so punish me if you want."

Fu Fan was also bold for a while, and closed his eyes after he finished speaking, waiting for the pain in his hand, but after a while, nothing happened. When he opened his eyes, Bu Cheng had returned to his position, put down the ruler, Fu Fan Secretly happy, thinking that Master still loves me, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Why don't you know what's wrong, and you're still having fun?" Bu Cheng looked confused, but he wasn't as angry as before.

Fu Fan shook his head like a rattle, "If you know your mistakes, you know your mistakes, it's all my fault."

A small jar rolled in front of him, Fu Fan picked it up and saw that it was a good medicine for wounds.

"Go back to the house, don't forget the pain when the scar is healed."

"Yes! Apprentice remember!" Fu Fan hurriedly pulled Jiu'er up and went down. On the way back, Fu Fan was overjoyed, as if he had hit a good luck, and he was not at all like the pitiful person who begged for mercy in the hall before.

The two parted at the intersection, and Wang Jiuer rarely replied with a word of well-being. Fu Fan was a little surprised, and his mood improved. It seemed that his junior was not a stone that could not be warmed. After washing, Fu Fan held the medicine given by the master. Zhou Gong went to the bottle fair.

Wang Jiu'er returned to the room, Wei Min hadn't come back yet, lit a candle, washed up silently by himself, put the dumpling box on the table, and then lay obediently on the bed by himself, tossing and turning.

After a while, as if thinking of something important, the figure on the bed sat up again, put on his shoes, picked up the dumpling box and ran out. Not long after, Wang Jiuer came back with the steaming dumpling box in his arms Seeing the heat rising from the table, he dragged another quilt to cover the box and surround it.

As if he was finally satisfied, he climbed back to bed and had a good night's dream.

In the middle of the night, the door was gently pushed open, using the "quiet" tactic, without making a sound.

These days, there are a lot of sect affairs, and Wei Min is also lacking in skills, but no matter how late it is, he has to come back to see if Wang Jiuer has slept well, and then go back to deal with affairs.

Looking at an unknown mass on the table, Wei Min was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to feel for a quilt. He quickly looked at the bed, and sure enough, the child was sleeping with his mouth open.

Wei Min sighed, seeing that Wang Jiu'er was already asleep, so he didn't wake her up, otherwise she would have to mutter.

After covering the quilt, and touching the little face that has grown some flesh recently, Wei Min smiled helplessly, got up and left, there are still many things waiting for him.

Before leaving, I saw something on the table. It was a box. When I touched it, it was still slightly hot. When I took it to a bright place, I realized it was a box of dumplings.

Wei Min returned to the hall and continued to deal with the mountain of matters. The people who came to report came and went, and they all saw a box of dumplings on the table. They didn't show it on the surface, but they were surprised in their hearts.

There is a box of dumplings on the table of Wei Min, who does not eat fireworks in the world. Hearing that they are stuffed with cabbage and pork, not the food on the mountain, and thinking about Wei Min's frequent going out at night, a shocking conjecture is born again.

On the second day, rumors spread like wildfire again.

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