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Chapter 68. Yang Jian in Guanjiangkou heard the fear, and took the test of the night in the palace of picking stars!(1/2)

"Second brother, second brother!!"

"Huh? This sound is...Brother Nezha is here?!"



Just when Yang Jian was sitting in the courtyard with a heavy face, thinking about life, he heard a crisp voice, and then a familiar figure appeared at the door of his house.

It's Nezha.

Seeing Nezha coming, Yang Jian stood up immediately.

"Brother Nezha, why are you here?"

With that said, he quickly walked forward, hugged Nezha, and asked eagerly.

Nezha said with a bright face: "Second brother, can't I come and see you if I have nothing to do?" After saying that, he looked around and said: "By the way, second brother, where is my sister-in-law? Why don't you see your sister-in-law today?"

Speaking of this.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little hot on his face.

"Your sister-in-law...you don't know her yet?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it doesn't matter if you don't say it..."

It was better not to mention this matter, but he felt embarrassed when he mentioned it.

Do you want to tell Brother Nezha?

Your sister-in-law suspected that I had an inappropriate relationship with you, so she lost her temper and ran away from home?

I'm afraid that in the next 10,000 years, Brother Nezha will never come to Guanjiangkou!

So... let's just fool around with it.

Anyway, Brother Nezha is not enlightened in this aspect at all.

Very easy to deceive...

So Yang Jian let go of Nezha, held his hand and walked inside. As he walked, he said, "Come, brother Nezha, let's talk inside. We haven't seen each other for so long. I miss you so much."

"So tired!"

As expected by Yang, Nezha's attention was directly diverted.



At Yang Jian's greeting.

Nezha came to his mansion.

After sitting down, the two talked about old times.

Then Yang Jian asked Nezha: "Brother Nezha, I wonder what you want from me today?"

To say that Nezha's sudden visit is nothing...

Yang Jian didn't believe it.

After all, the family has a fierce wife, and now even his own sister keeps a distance from Guanjiangkou.

Nezha took out the pamphlet from his arms and said with a smile: "Of course I have something good to share with my second brother."

"This is "The Whispering Language" that I got from Master Jiang. It contains very profound principles..."

Uncle Jiang?

Uncle Jiang Ziya?

Yang Jian had some impression of this uncle.

——Well, it seems to be very high-profile recently.

But this "Whispering Words"...

Out of curiosity.

Yang Jian took the booklet and opened it casually.

"The Master said: Use bricks for fighting! It is not suitable to mess around, look at the face, use force, and don't hit it. Then, the right hand is used to finish the left hand, and the bricks are broken with shoes. Since this is the case, how can one person be alone? One thing.

Then it will be clear”

[Note: Zhaozi once said: "When fighting, use bricks to hit them in the face. Don't hit them randomly. If you can't hit them, hit them again. If you hit them, hit them to death. If you hit them, pull them down. Those who can't be hit are heroes.

"But don't forget the main idea of ​​Xizhi just because he talked about fighting - benevolence is the skill to split a person in two, and righteousness is the power to drive the head into the chest]

All of a sudden.

Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

This is a very good saying and quite reasonable.

It is more essence than convincing others with your own reasoning.

But I don’t know who this powerful person is? Why haven’t I heard of his name in the ancient world?

Logically speaking, a great sage who can write such a book should be a great master with unfathomable spiritual conduct. How can he be unknown?

Think about it this way.

Yang Jian then opened his mouth and asked: "Brother Nezha, I'm afraid that Mr. Zi can make such wonderful words. He must be a nobody. Who is so powerful?"

"Hahaha, this means that you are ignorant, second brother, right?" Nezha laughed loudly at Yang Jian, then leaned close to the ear of second brother Yang and whispered: "Uncle Jiang is Mr. Terror!"

"What?! You said Mr. Zhenzi is Uncle Jiang? But..."

"Second brother, this is the fact. Have you ever seen this work before?"

"Ah, this...is this what Uncle Jiang said personally?"

"certainly!"

Nezha insisted.

Seeing the long-lost look of shock on the second brother's face, I felt very proud.

What? You said Master Jiang didn’t say that?

But he didn’t deny it either!

Moreover, Uncle Jiang has taught me through words and deeds, so he must be Mr. Zizi!

As for why Uncle Master wants to hide this identity...

It must be that the old master doesn't like it, which is understandable.

but……

Although Uncle Master keeps a low profile, as the inheritor of Fear Dao, how can I, Li Nezha, allow Fear Dao to fall into isolation?

Moreover, my uncle must have passed down "Wanyu" to me, but only half-stepped it, out of a desire for comparison.

I should recruit more disciples on behalf of my uncle, and make it my duty to promote the Tao of Fear!

The second brother has always liked to reason and is good at persuading people with reason. It is most suitable for him to study in the Tao of Fear...

"It turns out that Uncle Jiang is so secretive!"

Yang Jian was shocked beyond measure.

It's a pity that it's only half of it. Otherwise, if "The Whispering Words" were complete, Master Jiang would have achieved great merit!

Maybe he can even establish the Dao of Terror in one fell swoop and become the master of it, as good as a saint!

But since half of it has been written, it’s only a matter of time before we continue the second half, right?

This uncle... is really terrifying!

"Second brother!"

Seeing the expression on Yang Jian's face, Nezha knew that it was time for him to appear, and said: "Second brother, we are good brothers, and we have to share good things together. Anyway, my sister-in-law is not here, so my brother and I will meditate on "The Whispering Language" together.

"Bar!"

"Isn't this...perhaps inappropriate?"

Yang Jian declined politely. Although he wanted to read it very much and had an unusual relationship with Nezha, "The Whispering Language" was passed down by Uncle Jiang, so how could he watch it without his permission?

If he had watched it privately and his uncle started to care about it, wouldn't it mean that he would implicate brother Nezha and be punished?

It would be better to wait for a while, wait until the Nezha brothers have fully comprehended it, and then lose this "Whispering Language" at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

"What's wrong? Second brother, do you still dislike me?"

After he finished speaking, it didn’t matter whether Yang Jian agreed or not.

He pulled Yang Jian straight into the inner room.

Being familiar with the doors and roads is like entering your own home.



Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave.
To be continued...
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