MTL - There’s No Such Thing as Love in a Swordsman’s Heart-Chapter 15 orchid plum

The meeting in the middle of the night could not be settled, and apart from the chaos of Ten Thousand Snakes Island in the martial arts league today, there is really no major event. Jiang Su spent half a day reading the sword manual in the room, and then discussed swordsmanship with Mu Yichuan for half a day. He wished he could drag Mu Yichuan into the room and have a long talk all night long.

But sleeping with the sword in hand is really uncomfortable, Jiang Su doesn't want to go through it again.

Fortunately, Sheng Hechen arranged a new residence for Mu Yichuan, and the embarrassment of sleeping together with swords finally did not reappear, and there was no major incident in the Wulin League in the next few days, until the 20th of the first lunar month, the Wulin Conference was finally held.

In the past few days, Jiang Su and Sheng Hechen have discussed how to hold a blind date meeting several times. The Martial Arts League has never held a similar event before. Sheng Hechen has no experience, and he doesn't know how to do it. The lantern will be dragged out to do it again.

Not long after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, due to the Lingxi Mountain Earthquake this year, the Wulin League has also been affected. The Shangyuan Festival League has not been organized as in previous years. Those lanterns and fireworks are still piled up in the warehouse, which can be taken out for secondary use , as for how to make this lantern look different from the Lantern Festival...

Sheng Hechen also thought about it. He decided to take some silk flowers used to decorate the pillars during festivals and distribute them to young knights who are not yet married. Mind.

As for the future, it depends entirely on the opinions of both parties.

Anyway, Jiang Su didn't have a better idea. He felt that Sheng Hechen had done a good job. As soon as this plan was announced at the martial arts conference, there might be many knights and knights in pairs. He has already done it. Prepare, just wait for the moment when the value of Hongyuan will skyrocket tomorrow.

But he was still wrong.

At the martial arts conference, Sheng Hechen and several Jianghu seniors talked about this matter, handed out silk flowers, and made an appointment with the heads of various sects to gather together in Jufu Building later, obviously to discuss the matter of "invincibility", and to discuss swords. Trying to set it up tomorrow, then there is nothing else to be busy with today, Jiang Su doesn't need to go to Jufulou to see the lanterns hanging high in the street, thinking that Mu Yichuan may have never seen this scene before, so he went back to the Wulin League, They brought Mu Yichuan out together.

He had nothing to do at all, and he just led Mu Yichuan to stroll in the street, but Mu Yichuan had never seen such a lively scene before, he seemed to find everything new, Jiang Su could only scold Mu Yichuan in his heart Dad, looking around to see if there are any novelties.

He did see it.

There are several rivers that run through the city, and there are small boats and boats on them. Mu Yichuan seemed to have never seen it before, so Jiang Su hired a boat, raised his eyebrows, and went down the river. Jian leaned on the bow of the boat, but he always felt that... people seemed to be peeking at him from all directions.

He frowned, faintly feeling that something had gone wrong in his plan.

It's been so long, and the value of the red edge has not changed at all. It seems that he has not even successfully matched a couple. This is somewhat wrong. Could it be that the time is too short and not enough for them to talk about love?

Jiang Su, who was single until now, didn't quite understand the reason behind this, he could only shake his head, and then turned to look at Mu Yichuan, but happened to meet Mu Yichuan's eyes.

Mu Yichuan didn't seem to be happy at the moment, he looked depressed, Jiang Su really couldn't figure out what was going on, he was about to ask, when the boat came under a covered bridge, the boatman suddenly turned his head and saw To the two of them, he opened his mouth and said, "Jiang Shaoxia, I am Zhou Kui, a disciple of the Seven Star Hall of the Youlong Gang."

Jiang Su was startled: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

He had already seen the silk flower tightly held in the trembling hand of the boatman.

No, Jiang Su felt very wrong.

"I met you once in the sword test three years ago." Zhou Kui swallowed nervously, "From now on, I will never forget your appearance on that day."

Jiang Su: "..."

Zhou Kui held up the silk flower, wishing to confess his love to Jiang Su loudly.

"Jiang Shaoxia, I...I miss you so much!" Zhou Kui stuffed the silk flower into Jiang Su's arms, sweating from nervousness, "You...would you like to be chic with me! Wander the world!"

Jiang Su: "..."

Before the words were finished, a person leaned out half of his body on the bridge and shouted loudly: "What do you mean!"

Jiang Su looked up, this person looked familiar, wasn't he Song Mo, the young owner of Zhujian Villa?

"With your appearance, how can Xiaojiang like you!" Song Mo gritted his teeth, and threw the silk flower in his hand towards Jiang Su, "Xiaojiang! I would like to accompany you with the whole Jianjian Villa—"

What he said later was drowned in the protests and shouts of more people.

Countless silk flowers were thrown from the bridge and fell on the small boat one after another, while Jiang Su stood at the bow, in a trance.

He doesn't know most of the people here, what do these people like about him? face?

Why are young people in this martial arts so superficial!

wait.

Jiang Su finally noticed the flaw in his so-called perfect plan.

According to the meaning of this system, only the top 100 people in the Jianghu can be rewarded with popularity points, but there are so many people in the Jianghu, and if they can be ranked in the 100, except for the seniors in their seventies and eighties, most of them are seniors who have already married and established businesses.

Young people who are single in the top 100 in martial arts...can there be 20?

No wonder the day is going by! This red edge value has not changed at all!

unacceptable! Isn't this forcing him to fall in love!

…

Jiang Su felt that he should try harder, he still had hope.

At least among the people he knows, the martial arts of senior brother and Sheng Hechen are definitely in the top 50 in the Jianghu, and Fang Yuanluo seems to be in the top 50. If all three of them succeed, it will be 60 points of red edge Value, plus the ten points he already has, is not far from his goal.

At this moment, he just needs to have the motivation to break the boat.

Jiang Su finally raised his head, and resolutely looked at his fans on both sides of the river.

"It's useless for you to give me flowers." Jiang Su said seriously, "I, Jiang Su, devote myself to the sword and have no time for personal affairs."

But Song Mo still didn't give up, he was still shouting loudly: "Xiao Jiang, it doesn't matter if you devote your whole heart to the sword, I will devote my heart to you!"

Seeing Song Mo yell out such a sloppy sentence, the boatman can't wait to follow up immediately, stretching out his hands affectionately, and leading the moon to monologue.

"Jiang Shaoxia, it doesn't matter." The boatman said, "If the mountain is not just me, I will be the mountain!"

Jiang Su: "..."

Jiang Su's head hurts.

He could only take another deep breath, and conceived an excellent way to reject everyone in his mind.

"I only like people with good martial arts." Jiang Su said, "I'm not interested in those who can't beat me."

Song Mo: "..."

Boatman: "..."

Jiang Su picked up the sword in his hand and looked at Song Mo first.

"Song Shaozhuang's words are sincere, why not try first?" Jiang Su said coldly, "Jiang will not show mercy."

Song Mo: "..."

In Jianghu, no one knows how Jiang Su's first sword name came about.

At that time, Jiang Su was only fifteen years old, and for the first time Dai Zhishuijian sent out the battle sword test, he won the first place easily. Since then, he has been the first in the sword test every year, and two years later, he started The top ten seniors in Xunjianghu competed, until now, except for the leader of Kairan Sect who has been in seclusion for several years and Jiang Su has never met, the rest have become his defeated opponents.

He has been regarded as a myth in this world for nearly a hundred years, if he is not merciful, who would dare to compare with him?

"Xiao Jiang, I have something else to do." Song Mo took a step back, "Go back to practice swords first."

Three years, as long as he is given another three years, he will definitely impress Jiang Su!

The boatman also moored the boat to the side of the river silently, as if he had finally made up his mind, and bid farewell to Jiang Su.

"Jiang Shaoxia, you wait for me." The boatman had hope in his eyes, "I will definitely be able to!"

After watching the crowd leave, Jiang Su took a deep breath and looked back at Mu Yichuan behind him.

Mu Yichuan frowned slightly, obviously unhappy, seeing Jiang Su looking at him, he just frowned and whispered, "They all like you."

He should have found out long ago.

Whether it's Sheng Hechen's generation or Song Moding Yesheng's, their feelings for Jiang Su are not pure friendship between friends, they are just like their own fathers, what they admire is the beauty of Jiang Su's most beautiful woman in Jianghu. Yes, after spending so many days together, he had forgotten that Jiang Su was the number one beauty in Jianghu, and he was the only beauty in Jianghu that his father thought could be worthy of the leader of the Jianghu Demon Cult.

He felt tightness in his chest, and the resentment that he once thought was jealous of Jiang Su's too many friends has not dissipated, even—

He looked down at his empty hands, feeling a little unspeakably sad.

He is not the righteous way of martial arts, he does not have silk flowers in his hand.

…

Jiang Su didn't understand why Mu Yichuan was so depressed. He just felt that the two people's pleasure of swimming was interrupted by this group of people who appeared out of nowhere. Mu Yichuan would inevitably feel unhappy. The trip to the Plum Garden was interrupted. Today, everyone was watching the lanterns outside, and it was already dark. He thought that there should be no one in the Plum Garden.

He grabbed Mu Yichuan's arm, and asked Mu Yichuan with a smile, "Brother Mu, do you still want to see plum blossoms?"

Mu Yichuan was startled: "What?"

"I'm going to buy wine." Jiang Su said, "See you in the plum garden."

Mu Yichuan: "But..."

Jiang Su had turned himself onto the shore, while Mu Yichuan stood where he was, watching Jiang Su's figure go away, slowly closed his eyes, thinking that he had been away from the church for several months.

He was seriously injured and rescued under Luoxue Cliff. He should have found a way to contact the teaching center immediately and rush back as soon as possible, but he has been delayed here for so long, and he has never passed any news to the teaching school. If his father finds out, Absolutely unavoidable punishment.

Tomorrow is the sword test. He had promised Jiang Su that he would replace Jiang Su as a disciple of the Zhishui Sword Sect, but after the sword test, it was time for him to leave here.

Good and evil have different paths, even if Jiang Su doesn't mind, this is by no means a place where he should stay for a long time.

Mu Yichuan still went to the plum garden, found the rock where he and Jiang Su admired the plums last time, sat down sullenly, and waited for a long time before seeing Jiang Su coming with a drink, he jumped up the rock with a smile on his face. Smiling, he said to him: "Brother Mu, I've thought about it, you're still injured, you can't drink alcohol, today's pot of wine, I'm afraid it will all take advantage of me."

Mu Yichuan was startled, and couldn't help but think of what Fu Wenxiao said, and subconsciously said: "But doctor Fu said..."

Jiang Su raised his eyebrows: "Brother Mu, don't you think your words are a bit disappointing?"

After a pause, Jiang Su belatedly remembered what he said to Sheng Hechen a few days ago.

Wait a few days ago, he mentioned Fu Wenxiao's doctor's order to Sheng Hechen, didn't he also disappoint Sheng Hechen?

Forget it, he already knew that Sheng Hechen was a little ambiguous towards him, and it wouldn't be a bad thing to spoil Sheng Hechen's interest, at least he could let Sheng Hechen see through more.

In recent years, he has often rejected Sheng Hechen's overtures, and he doesn't know why Sheng Hechen and the others are so persistent. He feels a headache when he thinks about it, so he just doesn't want to think about it anymore, and sits down beside Mu Yichuan with a drink in his hand. Said: "When you recover from your injury, I will find you to drink with me again."

Mu Yichuan lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "My father doesn't allow me to drink."

"You are already twenty-three years old." Jiang Su raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling displeased in his heart, "Your father has too much control."

Based on the few words he has learned these days, Jiang Su really doesn't like Lin Fengnan's behavior. Now he only thinks that Lin Fengnan is a pervert with a strong desire to control, who wants to hold his child in his hands all the time , and because of the mistakes he made back then, he was extremely harsh on the child. If he could, he even wanted to help Mu Yichuan get rid of Lin Fengnan's restrictions immediately, but he looked at Mu Yichuan's attitude. Mu Yichuan respected Lin Fengnan very much, while other father and son He can't simply intervene in the matter between them and force the two to break up.

He sighed, feeling that this matter was a mess, but Mu Yichuan didn't refute his words, he was still in a bad mood, he was silent for a moment, before he spoke, "Jiang Shaoxia, I've been away from home for too long."

Jiang Su was startled: "Are you homesick?"

Mu Yichuan shook his head.

"If I don't go back for a long time, my father will send someone to look for me." Mu Yichuan said, "This is an unnecessary trouble. After the sword test, I should go home."

Jiang Su nodded: "Remember to tell your father the result of the sword test, he will definitely look at you with admiration."

Mu Yichuan: "..."

There is no retention.

That's right, Mu Yichuan thought, they had only known each other for a few days, and in Jiang Su's eyes, he should be just an ordinary friend who met by chance... No, they might not even be considered friends.

"Jianghu is so small, we will always meet again." Jiang Su stretched out his hand and patted Mu Yichuan's shoulder, "Brother Mu, today's lunch is to bid farewell to you in advance."

Mu Yichuan closed his eyes and murmured in a low voice: "My surname is not Mu."

Jiang Su nodded: "I know."

Mu Yichuan is Lin Fengnan's child, so of course his surname is Lin, and Mu should be just a fake surname, even the name Mu Yichuan may not be real.

And Mu Yichuan felt that even if Jiang Su already knew about some things, he should tell him the part he was hiding.

"I'm not called Mu Yichuan either." Mu Yichuan was worried, so he could only murmur, "I'm—"

Numerous fireworks rose in the air, Mu Yichuan's voice was originally low, and it was completely drowned in the loud noise when the fireworks bloomed. Jiang Su's attention had also been attracted by those fireworks. For a while, I thought this thing was quite beautiful, but Mu Yichuan must have never seen it before. He sipped from the jug, groaned and tilted his head, and asked, "You haven't seen fireworks, have you?"

Mu Yichuan was startled, then shook his head: "No."

"When President Sheng was preparing for the Lantern Festival, I saw that there were still a lot of fireworks left over from the Shangyuan Festival in the warehouse, so I asked him to take them out." Jiang Su propped his chin, and said, "I didn't expect it to look pretty good. "

Mu Yichuan was slightly startled, and asked subconsciously: "You are for..."

"I guess you haven't seen it." Jiang Su said, "It seems that I guessed it right."

Mu Yichuan: "..."

He seems to understand a little bit.

I can't complain that there are so many people who like Jiang Su. How can someone like Jiang Su be unlikable.

"The ancients paid attention to breaking willows, but unfortunately the winter snow hasn't melted yet, so I can't give you a dead willow." Jiang Su raised his hand, and picked off a plum blossom from the plum tree beside him, and handed it to Mu Yichuan. Smiling and saying, "Talk for comfort."

Mu Yichuan took it in a daze, held the plum branch in his hand, but didn't know what to do, he stayed for a while, looked at Jiang Su's face, and thought of the silk flower in his mind, he couldn't help but stuffed the plum blossom back .

Jiang Su smiled: "Why are you giving it back to me?"

Mu Yichuan was about to answer, but he vaguely heard footsteps coming from behind, he almost swallowed all the words he wanted to say, and hurriedly looked back, he saw Fang Yuanluo, the deputy head of the beggar gang, in the plum blossom forest Looking around, he seemed to be looking for someone, and when he looked up and saw Jiang Su and Mu Yichuan, he was relieved as if he had been rescued, and hurried over, with tears in his eyes, he flew over to hug Jiang Su's arm, shouted loudly: "Jiang Shaoxia! Help me!"

Jiang Su: "..."

Mu Yichuan: "..."

Mu Yichuan frowned and stared at Fang Yuanluo, a little unable to suppress the inexplicable anger rising in his heart, he really couldn't understand why every time he was alone with Jiang Su, someone would always come out and interrupt them.

Jiang Su struggled to pull his arm out of Fang Yuanluo's hand, and asked, "Vice Chief Fang, what's the matter with you?"

"Jiang Shaoxia, I know you have a good relationship with Miracle Doctor Fu, please teach me how to speak to make Miracle Fu happy." Fang Yuanluo refused to let go, "I don't want to drink any more medicine!"

Only then did Jiang Su recall that in order to have the opportunity to get along with Fu Wenxiao in private a few days ago, Fang Yuanluo pretended that he had been drinking for many years and was inhumane so that Fu Wenxiao could see a doctor for him. Fang Yuanluo was just pretending to be sick, but he didn't expect Fang Yuanluo to actually drink the medicine.

"You can't take medicine indiscriminately." Jiang Su frowned, "If you go to see a doctor, won't you be fine if you don't take medicine?"

"I don't want to drink either." Fang Yuanluo wanted to cry without tears, "Master Fu is too dedicated, he stares at me every day after decocting the medicine, so what can I do, every day, I get angry Yes, it makes me feel refreshed every day.”

Jiang Su: "..."

Mu Yichuan: "..."

Before the words fell, Fang Yuanluo sniffed, and a line of blood flowed from his nostrils, dripping down his body. It seemed very convincing, and Fang Yuanluo took out the A handkerchief, wiped his nosebleed, and sighed deeply.

"He took my pulse today, and said that my pulse is not right, what's in it... The kidney fire is strong, and it seems that a new medicine has been prescribed." Fang Yuanluo said, "But I don't want to get angry anymore, you guys I know, man, getting angry, this is too difficult!"

Jiang Su finally opened his mouth reluctantly.

"Fu Wenxiao is a miracle doctor." Jiang Su said, "If you are really angry, he can tell."

Fang Yuanluo: "Then he will prescribe me medicine!"

"Didn't he adjust it for you?" Jiang Su frowned, "The new medicine should be a fire breaker."

"No." Fang Yuanluo took a deep breath in horror, "It's even more terrifying if a man doesn't get angry!"

Jiang Su: "..."

Mu Yichuan: "..."

Jiang Su covered his face, not wanting to speak.

He felt that he was completely incomprehensible, and what Fang Yuanluo did...was even more stupid than he thought.

But what else could he do? Fang Yuanluo's ranking in Jianghu must be in the top 50, even if Fu Wenxiao's martial arts is not good, he can't even be counted in the top 100, but if he can match Fang Yuanluo and Fu Wenxiao, it will still have 20 points of popularity!

Jiang Su likes challenges, and he decided to accept them.

He looked up at Fang Yuanluo again, and seeing the slovenly appearance of the vice-leader of the beggar gang in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the golden words of love from the system that he had just read not long ago.

——Whether you are out in the world or dominate the world, in front of TA, you must show your unknown side and the contrast with your external image.

Contrast, the point is contrast.

He looked at Fang Yuanluo, who had an unshaven beard and poor clothes, and then thought about Fu Wenxiao, a genius doctor who was neatly dressed and could be called a clean freak, and a perfect plan vaguely appeared in his mind.

The first step is to change Fang Yuanluo's external image, first shave off this obtrusive beard!

…

Jiang Su didn't want to use his sword.

There was no knife at hand, so he could only look at Fang Yuanluo and said, "You can ask me for help, but you have to listen to me next."

Fang Yuanluo felt that he had grasped the last straw, so he couldn't help nodding, even wanting to pat his chest and swear on the spot.

"Fu Miracle Doctor likes to be clean." Jiang Su said, "You should shave your beard yourself."

Fang Yuanluo: "..."

"No, this won't work, this one really can't be shaved." Fang Yuanluo began to shake his head crazily, "If you don't have hair on your mouth, you won't be able to do things well. What if you shave your beard and disobey the public!"

Jiang Su frowned.

"I'm the deputy leader of the beggar gang! Shaving my beard doesn't conform to the sect's image, and I will be kicked out by the leader!" Fang Yuanluo raised his head in panic, "Is there any other way for us? The one without the beard."

Jiang Su: "...do you still want my help?"

Fang Yuanluo nodded with tears in his eyes.

"There is always a choice in life." Jiang Su said, "If you want the world, you still want the beauty."

Fang Yuanluo: "..."

Fang Yuanluo closed his eyes.

"Come on." Fang Yuanluo trembled all over, "I can't do it."

Jiang Su pressed Fang Yuanluo's hand, and pulled out the dagger from Fang Yuanluo's waist bit by bit.

"Don't panic, Deputy Chief Fang." Jiang Su smiled kindly, "I'm quick to strike."