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Volume 1 The Divine Condor Chapter 232 Taboo

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    Chapter 232 Taboo

    "Yu Ming, what did you see in the formation?" Lying on the pine couch, covered with a soft moon-white brocade quilt, smelling the faint rosin in the room, Ouyang Yousi looked relaxed, completely relaxed, and whispered  He asked Ouyang Yuming, who was lying on his back next to him, looking at the roof in a daze.

    The lattice windows of the wooden house are made of white silk as thin as cicada wings. The moonlight in the sky makes the white silk even whiter, making the house a bit brighter.

    The three of them lay side by side on the pine couch, still very comfortable. The three moon-white brocade quilts were all embroidered with lotus flowers. They were simple and elegant, and the atmosphere of Tsinghua University filled the room.

    The long swords were placed on their bedside, and the long robes they had taken off were folded on the soles of their feet. There was a snow porcelain teacup next to the sword, glowing slightly.

    "Yu Ming!" Seeing that Ouyang Yuming was still in a daze, ignoring his father, Ouyang Yousi couldn't help but snorted angrily.

    "Ah, father." Ouyang Yuming finally returned to his body, his mind cleared, and he responded hurriedly.

    "What's wrong with you? Lost your soul?!" Ouyang Yousi scolded dissatisfied, with a bad tone. Then he became a little confused about his son's absent-mindedness, and guessed: "Did you see some strange sight in the formation?"

    "Ah, no! When the child was in the formation, there were cliffs all around, which were difficult to climb and extremely dangerous. I didn't dare to move a step at all." Ouyang Yuming replied in a panic, as if trying to cover up the panic in his heart.  .

    "Haha, the young master is thinking about women, right?!" Qi Zuping, who was lying on the other side of Ouyang Yousi, suddenly spoke. He held the long sword in his arms and smiled, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

    Qi Zu was dull by nature, but he did not say a word. He would occasionally make a few jokes in front of his relatives and friends.  In particular, Ouyang Yuming has been with him since he was a child. The relationship between the two is as good as that of father and son, and they talk without restraint.

    "Uncle Master¡ª¡ª!" Ouyang Yuming shouted loudly, his dissatisfaction was beyond words, but it also showed his guilty conscience.

    "Haha Junior Brother's eyes are still ruthless!Yu Ming, which girl do you like? The Jin family or the Wu family?" Ouyang Yousi's anger suddenly disappeared, and a smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face.  Quite a bit beaming with joy.

    His son¡¯s starting a family and inheriting the legacy of the Ouyang family are also a major concern for him. He only hates that his son¡¯s vision is too high. Until now, there is no woman who can catch his eye!

    "Alas! Senior brother, where has your usual shrewdness gone?Can't you see it? It's far away in the horizon, but right in front of you!" Qi Zuping looked up to the sky and sighed exaggeratedly.  He took his arm out of the brocade quilt and pointed it toward the east.

    The room to the east is where Zhang Qingyun, master and apprentice, and Ouyang Yuzhu sleep.

    He turned his head and looked at Ouyang Yousi with doubts in his eyes, looking again and again.  Logically speaking, my senior brother is shrewd and careful, so he can't fail to notice it!

    "Ah, I see. Is that Miss Qin?" Ouyang Yousi smiled reluctantly, with a thoughtful look on his face, which seemed extremely strange to Qi Zuping.

    Ouyang Yuming had guessed what was on his mind. He was thick-skinned and did not blush. He looked up at the roof of the shed and gradually became dissipated.  He seems to be in a trance and fantasy.

    Ouyang Yousi frowned, took out his right arm from the brocade quilt, stroked his beard spread on the moon-white brocade quilt, pondered for a while, shook his head and sighed: "Oh -! I'm afraid it won't work  ¡­¡±

    "Why not?!" Qi Zuping was a little dissatisfied and asked fiercely. Regardless of maintaining his respect for the leader, he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, our Yuming is handsome and handsome. What girl wouldn't be moved by the sight of her?!  ".

    Ouyang Yousi is busy all day long.  All his efforts were spent on managing the affairs of the Canglan Sect. Ouyang Yuming was brought up by him since he was a child. In his eyes, he was the best in the world. Other young men could not compare with Ouyang Yuming.

    "Alas¡ª¡ª!" Ouyang Yousi suddenly opened the brocade quilt and sat up straight. His middle coat was light gray and inconspicuous in the slightly dark room.

    He picked up the snow porcelain tea cup on the bedside and took a sip of the warm tea. He moved slowly, as if thinking, and Orr shook his head again.

    Looking at the way he shook his head and sighed, Qi Zuping really believed that it would be really difficult for the young master to achieve his wish.

    Seeing Ouyang Yousi take another sip of fragrant tea, Qi Zuping suddenly sat up with his sword in his arms and said: "Senior brother, don't drink too much, lest you have to get up in the middle of the night and go out Could it be that Miss Qin really looks down on her?  Our Yuming?"

    After saying that, he glanced at Ouyang Yuming, whose eyes were hazy and in a trance. Qi Zuping's eyes, which were always half-closed and half-awake, seemed to be unable to open, full of worry.

    Ouyang Yousi put down the snow porcelain tea cup, looked at the snow-white and shining windows, shook his head, sighed, and slowly? Said: "Alas!Although it is the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, but looking at the style of conduct of Head Zhang, it will definitely be left to the disciples to make the decision. That Miss Qin, that Miss Qin is right  Yuming is afraid that there is no love between men and women"

    He immediately turned around and sighed to Ouyang Yuming who was in a daze: "Oh! My son, Ziming, you'd better give up this idea as soon as possible!"

    With his sophistication, how could he not see the difference between his son and Qin Siying?  Bystanders are clear, and since he is a person who has been there, he can see through the situation between the two of them at a glance. King Xiang has a dream, and the goddess is ruthless. It can only be an empty love.

    In that brief moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and several thoughts lingered in his mind, making him hesitant and a little absent-minded.

    After thinking about it and hesitating for a long time, my love for my son finally prevailed, and I just said the above words.

    Based on his original intention, this incident was an opportunity.

    Love is a thing that makes people agree to each other in life and death. Its power is endless, enough to change the world and turn the river upside down.

    People who fall in love are very stupid. As long as they guide themselves a little, they will blame Qin Siying's love affair on his own son. The reason why Qin Siying does not fall in love with him is because of his incompetence and incompetence.  She dated another martial arts hero, so she didn't notice him. It was all his fault!

    With this stimulation, his son Ouyang Yuming will definitely work hard and practice martial arts, which will spur him on.  Compared with my own ardent hope, compared with the responsibility of revitalizing the Canglan Sect, it is probably a hundred times stronger!

    But if he did this, it would be his son who would suffer. After hesitating for a long time, he finally gave up this approach.

    Although he wanted to revitalize the Canglan Sect, he didn't want his son to live too tired and miserable, so.  He wanted to cut off his son's obsession first and nip this relationship in the bud.

    "Ah¡ª¡ª!Father, I didn't know it, but I couldn't help it¡ª¡ª!" Ouyang Yuming sighed longly, his hazy eyes turned clear, and he glanced at the east wall, turning around reluctantly.  Turning around, he shook his head and smiled bitterly.  He also sat up.

    "Good-for-nothing! There is no grass anywhere in the world. As long as you become famous, how can you not find a good match?! It's better to get rid of distracting thoughts first and concentrate on practicing martial arts! Who's girl will fall in love with a nobody?  You?!" Ouyang Yousi Danfeng's eyes widened angrily.

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    Ouyang Yuming is still weak and has not been affected by his father at all.  He has been scolded so much that it has become a habit. To his ears, it is no different from ordinary speech.

    Qi Zuping was silent, thinking. According to his opinion, it would be best if Miss Qin could be the wife of the young master.

    ¡°The beauty and temperament of the women I have seen in my half life are not better than those of Zhang Qingyun¡¯s three masters and apprentices. Even Ouyang Yuzhu is far inferior. It seems that the young master¡¯s vision is quite good.

    "But senior brother Ouyang Yousi has been shrewd for a long time, and Qi Zuping has deep-rooted trust in senior brother, since he can't tell.  I'm afraid that thing is really terrible.

    "Okay. Yuming, don't have such wishful thinking! Tell the truth for your father.

    You kid is not worthy of me at all, you should practice your martial arts first and then think about anything else!  " When Ouyang Yousi saw that his son had not given up, he became ruthless, and every sentence was like a knife, piercing his heart. In order to prevent his son from getting deeper into trouble, he said some heart-breaking words without hesitation.

    Ouyang Yuming fell silent, the light in his eyes dimmed. Ouyang Yousi couldn't bear it, but he suppressed it. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain!

    In another pine wood house, a luminous pearl the size of a dragon's eye hangs on the roof, wrapped in a brocade bag made of snow-white silk and polyester. It emits a milky white soft light, mixed with a faint fragrance, and fills the wooden house, condensing and not dissipating.  .

    The light is radiated by the luminous pearl, and the fragrance is radiated by the delicate bodies of Zhang Qingyun, master and apprentice, and Ouyang Yuzhu.

    On the large pine wood couch, Master Zhang Qingyun and his apprentice were all sitting cross-legged without lying down to sleep. Ouyang Yuzhu was too embarrassed to lie down, so she could only sit cross-legged like them.

    In the warm spring-like house, they have taken off their outer shirts and are wearing moon-white middle coats. They are spotless. They put down their shiny black hair and let it hang casually on their shoulders. Their charming charm is enough to make men breathless.

    Zhang Qingyun, with a cold face, had taken off his moon-white robe, and his long, shiny black hair was draped over his sharp shoulders. Under the milky white light, his face, which was carved from white jade, actually looked charming and delicate. It was incredible.  Fang Wu, even Ouyang Yuzhu, who is a woman, took a breath, shocked and unable to think for a long time.

    The girls closed their eyes, held their fingerprints, adjusted their breath and meditated. In silence, half an hour passed, and they opened their eyes one after another.With bright eyes, evening classes are over.

    "Sister Ouyang, what are you practicing Shaolin Earth Heart Technique?!" Qin Siying suddenly woke up from trance, her beautiful face was peaceful, which was completely different from the previous agility.

    "Yes, our Canglan Sect only has the Shaolin layman's mentality." Ouyang Yuzhuxiang's black hair on her shoulders moved, she nodded her head, and answered quietly, with a hint of regret in her expression.

    "The mental methods of the Shaolin School are not suitable for women to practice!" Qin Siying frowned slightly, and let go of her cross-legged legs, turning her legs to sit side by side, her upper body straight, extremely upright and dignified.

    Duan Ziyan is sitting next to her master Zhang Qingyun. She is already gentle and graceful. At this time, her hair is loose and she is wearing a moon-white midriff. She is even more gentle and charming, and she seems to be full of tenderness. If she is a man, he will definitely take a look at her.  I can't help myself, I wish I could hold her in my arms and never let go.

    Duan Ziyan took the moon-white brocade that was placed by the bedside and spread it out, so that the bed was filled with brocade quilts. Hearing the words of Ouyang Yuzhu and his junior sister, he also nodded and helped Ouyang Yuzhu spread the moon-white brocade embroidered with lotus.  After being covered with breasts, he said in a warm voice: "Well, it's best for us women not to practice Shaolin's mental techniques."

    Ouyang Yuzhu reached out and pulled the moon-white brocade quilt. With a quiet and beautiful face, she asked slowly: "Sisters, is it not that Shaolin's mental method is not suitable for women to practice?"

    "Good sister, how many women have you seen who practice Shaolin mental skills?" Qin Siying's graceful body leaned forward and handed the teacups on the bedside to everyone one by one. Her temperament was gentle. If she covered her face, she would come from behind.  Look, you will definitely think she is Duan Ziyan.

    In front of her master and senior sister, she was cute and smart, like a little girl, but in front of outsiders, she turned into another Duan Ziyan, gentle and elegant. The two temperaments changed, she was extremely mature and natural, not  Gives people a sense of surprise.

    "Since women are not suitable for practicing Shaolin Mental Techniques, then I will stop practicing." Ouyang Yuzhu held a snow porcelain tea cup in both hands and nodded gently.

    "Hehe, why don't you, sister, just come to our Qingwei Sword Sect, our mentality is most suitable for women!" Qin Siying suddenly showed a playful smile and glanced at her master.

    "Junior sister, you are fooling around again!" Duan Ziyan hurriedly yelled and glared at her: "Sister Ouyang is the princess of the Canglan sect, how can you just vote for another sect!"

    Qin Siying stretched out her tongue, picked up the snow porcelain tea cup to drink tea, and pretended to taste it carefully.

    Ouyang Yuzhu also smiled silently, not taking it seriously.

    If you want to be successful in practicing martial arts, you need to start laying down the foundation from the age of six or seven. The older you get, the slower your progress. At your age, you can switch to practicing other mental methods, especially mental methods of completely different natures.  I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything.

    ¡°Besides, she doesn¡¯t value martial arts that much. Whether her martial arts is high or low has nothing to do with the overall situation. What¡¯s important is her brother.

    But she was most interested in the formation. She would not let go of anyone who knew about it. She put down the tea cup, looked at Qin Siying eagerly, and asked softly: "Sister Qin, I don't know about the formation outside."  Who laid the law?"

    Qin Siying's smiling and beautiful face suddenly changed. She quickly glanced at the master who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed. Seeing that her jade-like face had not changed much, she breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "The formation is  The owner of this house set it up. As for who he is, you won¡¯t know who he is."

    "Then Sister Qin, let me tell my little sister. Maybe, by chance, we will meet this person in the future, so we might as well ask for advice in person."

    Ouyang Yuzhu also whispered that although she was aware of Qin Siying's soft voice, she must have some difficulties, but the curiosity in her heart was too strong, and she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

    The two women¡¯s voices became lower and lower, and they naturally came closer unknowingly, as if they were whispering and biting their ears. They looked like two side-by-side flowers.

    Qin Siying secretly glanced at her master's jade-like face, and then at her senior sister. Senior sister Duan Ziyan's eyes as clear as lake water were winking at her, signaling her to shut up and stop talking.

    It's just that her heart was too soft. She knew her master's taboo, but when she saw Ouyang Yuzhu's pleading eyes, she couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly, leaned forward, put her lips to Ouyang Yuzhu's ear, and whispered in an inaudible voice.  Said: "His surname is Xiao, I don't know anything else."
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