Chapter 31 If you mistakenly enter the plum garden, you will have to meet the enemy

"Oh, I'm tired." The lonely son of the hero, it's up to you. Let's go back and have a rest. Don't talk nonsense in front of the leader, you know the consequences!" The disciple of the cold city threw the broom after saying that.

"..." Dugu had a hot pain on his face, but he gritted his teeth and did not answer. Ten purple radish-like fingers picked up the broom and buried his head in the snow.

"Yo, look at you still have a small temper! Brother, I have practiced a new trick to break the wind and rain. After dinner, I will practice with you. You can't run away!" A disciple knocked on his head fiercely, and after saying that, several people tauled a few words and walked away with their shoulders and backs.

Dugu had a severe pain in his head, and tears flowed down. He was very ambitious and was not seen by those arrogant brothers.

Sweep the snow. It's good to sweep the snow. At least don't be tortured by new methods like that.

Is this the cold city?

In the past five years, I have only had a good life or two unless the master occasionally went out of the customs. Once, I just wanted to talk to Cong Shuang, but I was robbed by the two monkeys next to me. Instead, I became all the other brothers united and scolded him. Of course, the frost believes in the majority, and everyone can't unite to deceive him, right? He was secretly annoyed that after he was closed, the disciples were so helpless. He still relied on his disciples and bullied his peers. He was even more annoyed and couldn't help alienating him. If you enter the customs again, you will be tortured by your brothers. Since then, Dugu Youwei has never said these things to his master.

His heart is colder than the snow in this cold city. Scan this side and then the other side. After sweeping the snow here, let's get through today...

"Squeak-"

The door of the Meiya courtyard has been frozen for many years and opened by itself.

What's going on?

Dugu Youwei turned around and was stunned. This, Mei Ya is forbidden... What should I do?

Close the door?

Yes, close the door. At this time, no one has seen it. If someone sees it, you will inevitably impose the blame on yourself. When I practiced the day before yesterday, the wound on my back still hurt a lot in my skin and flesh, and I couldn't add any new injuries.

Dugu put down the iron broom, ran to the door of Meiyuan in three steps and two, reached out to pull the door ring, and suddenly heard a strange voice inside calling: "Come in..."

Come in?

Enter the Meiya courtyard? Will this be a trick played by the senior brother to coax himself in and report it in front of the master? Dugu was used to being frightened and had no idea for a moment and was stunned there.

"Come in!"

Another call. This time, it's not a call, but it's obviously a drag. I only felt that the front chest was pulled by a strange force, and Dugu was pulled up and fell into the Meiyuan courtyard without standing firmly.

"Ka--" The door of the backyard relapsed, and Du Gu was shocked. Which brother is this? Now he has played a lot.

"Come in--"

Following the sound, there is also a wall over there, and the sound is outside the strong arch. Beyond the arch is the plum cliff!

Seeing Namei, Dugu's legs were about to soften, and the teacher's gate... Unexpectedly, he broke in. If they knew, how would he live in the future?

"Are you the son of Dugu and boundless? How can you act so sloppy?" The voice came and exploded in his mind.

Yes, I am the son of the Dugu family. The son of the Scorpion King of Mobei. He lowered his head and looked at his frozen hands, dirty clothes, and two tears overflowed silently. What's wrong with me? I'm the son of Dugu! How can I fall into such a miserable situation!!

The anger that has been pressing in my heart for many years has turned into self-confidence to maintain the final dignity. If you die, just die. It's meaningless to live like this! Thinking of this, he raised his foot and walked out of the arch.

"I am the son of loneliness!"

Yang Gucheng looked back and looked at the eyes with tears and roared angrily. His fists were red and cracked everywhere because they were frozen, but he endured the great pain and bleed and clenched his hands into fists.

"Who are you?" Dugu asked, "Do you know your father?"

Yang Gucheng nodded. The right ridge smelled blood and shook it violently, shaking off the shrouded ice into pieces, and a pair of blood stared at the fist-clenched teenager.

Dugu was so scared by the ghost-like leader that he couldn't help taking a step back, and then remembered that he couldn't lose his last self-esteem and forced himself to stop.

"Have you been in the cold city for five years? What have you learned?" Yang Gucheng closed his eyes, and the angry eyes in his hand also closed with him, as if he had never woken up.

"You answer me first!"

Yang Gucheng raised his head slightly and let Xuehua gently hit him in the face.

Is this cause and effect?

For a long time, he said slowly, "I have seen your father and I know who killed him."

Dugu was shocked and said, "What!?"

The oppression and suffering over the years have come to my mind. If my father hadn't been killed, my mother would have been forced to death and my house would have been forcibly occupied. How could I not have come to this damn place to be bullied for so many years!! The follow-up of all this is caused by the murderer who killed his father!

Who is it? Tell me quickly!"

Dugu has red eyes, blue veins on his forehead, and bloody fists dripping blood faster.

"What's the use of telling you, can you take revenge? You can't even compare with those three-legged cats. How can you get revenge?

What he said was true, and Dugu's tears flowed down again. Although I went to the cold city to become a teacher, what did I learn? What's the use... Why are you so useless...

Loneliness, despair, cold, oppressing this teenager. He couldn't bear it anymore and squatted down and cried on his knees.

"What's the use of crying... Can you cry so that those people stop bullying you? Can you cry your enemy to death?"

These words were like a heavy thunderbolt, which exploded in his mind. Five years ago, didn't someone say the same thing to himself in the Malaysian?

How similar this scene is to the Malaysian five years ago!

But the man in red with a deep scar on his face is not the kind Luo Xiaofan in those years.

"I still have a way. I also have a master brother..." Thinking of Luo Xiaofan, he ignited his final confidence, "He can definitely help me..."

"I don't know who you're talking about, but over the years, he has never come to see you and given you a little help."

"No!" Dugu shouted, "If he hadn't been silently encouraging me in my dream, I wouldn't have lasted for today!"

"Alas..." Yang Gucheng turned his head and looked at the glacier under the cliff. This pair of father and son, the father is arrogant and the son is stupid. Where can anyone live in this extremely cold hardship with the encouragement imagined in his heart?

"I owe your father a favor. From now on, you can learn kung fu from me.

"Learn from you?" Dugu looked at the man in red puzzledly. In his memory, his father had never had such a good friend.

"To tell you the truth, your enemy is not as deep as your ancestor Yunfeng Taoist priest. If you learn from his apprentice, you can't avenge for a lifetime. Besides, you haven't learned anything at all..."

"Who the hell are you..."

"Who I am... doesn't matter. But you should know that no one is willing to help you except me, and no one can help you in the cold city.

"Good. I'll learn from you."

The teenager gritted his teeth and carried all his indomitable body, and the blood on his fist gradually solidified.

Hancheng.

Noon.

The performance of Wu Qianping.

Jing Shuang looked at the neat disciples and asked, "Are all the people here?"

The sixth son said, "The master of the family, except for Chizi..."

"Oh?" Chizi is his only disciple. I wanted to take him out on this trip, but I remembered that after his retreat, he did not make progress at all. He bullied his peers every day, and the frost did not get angry. He said, "Where is he? Why don't you come?"

A disciple stood out of the back row and reported, "Master, he just swept the snow outside the Mei Garden with us... When we left, he called him, but he couldn't play tricks. He also told us to go back quickly to continue to sweep the snow, and be careful of his fist when you come back late..."

"Bunthing!" The frost secretly scolded Dugu for being a talent and pointed to Liuzi and said, "After the meeting, you go and take someone to tie him up and beat 40 iceboards!"

He still had the heart to take care of it. He announced the matter of going to Xuanzhuguan in public and selected twelve elite disciples to accompany him. He also ordered two reliable disciples to take care of the internal affairs of the cold city, so they rushed straight down to the cold city plaque, said goodbye to the left-behind person, led the disciple to the sword, and went to Xuanzhu.

When several disciples saw that the leader had left, they were happy to gather together, took a big ice stick, and went to the edge of the plum garden to find Dugu. Look, hey, he's really there.

"Master said that 80 boards didn't kill you today, and you don't want to live well in the future!" A disciple winked and went up to four people, pressed Dugu Youwei to the ground, and had a big meal.

"Why did you hit me? Why hit me? Ah!!!"

I didn't pay attention to his shouting. Several disciples picked up the ice stick and expected him to greet him! Resis clearly said that he would hit 40 boards, but they had to hit 80 boards, and only beat one buttocks until he fainted in pain.

After hitting the board, those brothers were also afraid. One of them said, "Brother, it's not easy to kill them..."

"Well, take him to wipe some medicine... It's really not easy to die here when it freezes... Master blames it for prevaricate, but it's uncomfortable to serve without people..." At this point, the leader commanded several people to lift Dugu's existence and go to heal.

This fight made him lie down for seven days and seven nights before waking up.

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he woke up coldly in the firewood. His buttocks seemed to have been cut horizontally by the knife, and the pain made him almost unsteady. But if you want to change all this, you must stand up now.

Mei Cliff.

Without the pain, Dugu was afraid that there was only one last breath left.

"That's right, the child can teach."