After Zhu Youshi lost his memory, he went to the capital to look for his relatives in order to repay the favor of saving his life. Because he was tricked when he was young, he almost pawned his sword.
Because he was not sure which river his grandfather was talking about, Zhu Youshi decided to observe it for a few days.
The miserable Zhu Youshi wandered around the capital for a few days. After a series of misidentifications about his cousin, while drinking water in a teahouse, he heard a rumor that Jiang Xianyi, the favorite young master of today's good brother Jiang Houye, had a dream recently, in which his little cousin he had never met died tragically under the hoof of a horse.
Jiang Xianyi woke up and was very sad. He posted a notice offering a reward for the person in his dream. Anyone who provided clues would be rewarded with ten taels of silver.
When Zhu Youshi went to see the notice, he was shocked. Didn't the person in the painting look exactly like him?
So, Zhu Youshi happily took off the notice and was welcomed in by the housekeeper of the Marquis Mansion.
As soon as Jiang Xianyi saw him, she was so excited that her eyes turned red with excitement. She immediately drew her sword and wanted to spar with him.
Zhu Youshi: I understand, I understand, the Hou Mansion does not engage in bloody recognition of relatives, we recognize relatives in pairs!
So, after Zhu Youshi successfully caught all of Jiang Xianyi's swords, Jiang Xianyi threw the sword aside tremblingly. Zhu Youshi was moved and went up to hug him: Cousin, don't be afraid, I'm fine.
Zhu Youshi felt his cousin patting his back with both hands, and said word by word: Cousin, I hope you come back safely.
Well, I'm back, cousin.
Many years later, Jiang Xianyi, who was already the number one person in the world of cultivation, looked at a shallow grave on the slope and tilted his head in confusion.
He thought that before Zhu Youshi died, Jiang Xianyi asked him, didn't you see that I wanted to kill you at that time?
Although Zhu Youshi was at the end of his strength, he still smiled: You can see it, but I only have you as my cousin.
Jiang Xianyi had two dreams in July and a half. In the first dream, he was killed by his nemesis, the second young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Heng, his little cousin. He could neither survive nor die. His immortal bones were snatched away, his opportunity was robbed, and his little cousin, who couldn't see his face clearly, still held Jiang Heng's hand and smiled at him in his dream.
In the second dream, he pinned his little cousin to the ground, stabbed him through the heart with a sword, and finally saw his face clearly.
After waking up, Jiang Xianyi estimated his age and immediately drew a portrait of his young cousin, looking for this person and wanting to get rid of him first without any worries.
Unexpectedly, the person concerned came to the door in a big way.
Jiang Xianyi smiled.
What could be happier than torturing your enemy right under your nose?
Torture1.
Zhu Youshi: Cousin, can I stop copying it?
Jiang Xianyi laughed, no.
Is there anything more painful than asking an illiterate person to read and pronounce words?
Torture 2.
Zhu Youshi Youyuan: Cousin, can I move?
Jiang Xianyi sneered, don't even think about it.
Well, if a person with ADHD is asked to stand for several hours drawing by himself, how can it not be considered torture?
Innocent and straightforward cousin Quan will definitely be attacked by a gloomy beauty who wanders to the edge of blackness.
Intention: Everything is difficult to have both ways, the wind and the moon are on both sides