"You!" Qi Xin couldn't speak loudly. He gritted his teeth and no longer blinked his fingers, but waved his hands. The golden bell suddenly turned around. The bell button moved forward and slowly flew towards Feng Junzi with the sound of whimpering golden iron. At the same time, a golden light shot out from the bell button, hitting Feng Junzi's chest!

"Feng Junzi is careful!"

I exclaimed. Feng Junzi raised his hand to block the golden light. The golden light hit his left hand. The slingshot twisted by thick steel wire in his hand broke into several pieces with a "pop". Feng Junzi threw the slingshot to the ground with a strange scream, retreated quickly, and retreated beside me.

"Feng Junzi, you are not injured, are you?" I asked anxiously.

Feng Junzi ignored me and just grabbed one of my hands, raised the middle finger of the other hand and pointed out the golden bell flying in the air, and shouted in a low voice: "Borrow the magical powers."

I didn't expect that he was still playing this move now, but I didn't have time to care about him. I saw Feng Junzi pointing out, and the golden bell that was rotating in the air seemed to be blocked by a kind of force, swirling in its original place, but could not push further. At this time, I heard Feng Junzi shouting loudly: "Boy Qixin, you pay me a slingshot!"

The boy Qixin gritted his teeth and did not speak. He stretched his hands forward, his palm facing each other, and was urging the golden bell with all his strength. The situation was stalemate! After about a moment, only two people were gasping in the air. One was Qixin and the other was me. Don’t forget that Feng Junzi borrowed his magical powers and borrowed it from my magic power.

Feng Junzi glanced at me, then looked up at Qixin, and said, "Qixin, this is not a solution. Your fighting style is also a scoundrel. How can a practitioner be so stubborn? Let's make a bet to your Qixin attack. Haven't you ever made a vow? Someone can escape from your Qixin attack, so you're just that——You can't keep your word, right?"

As soon as Feng Junzi said this, Qixin waved his hand, and Qiqing Zhong flew back to her and stood vertically. She said hatefully: "This is what you asked for. Do you really want to try the Qiqing Combination Strike? Don't forget that the slingshot in your hand has been destroyed!"

Feng Junzi let go of my hand and smiled again: "I can make ten slingshots a day. If you like to break them, I will give you a few more tomorrow and you will smash them slowly. I said I want to learn the seven-emotional attack. Even if I really understand, I will never fight against you or interrupt you to cast spells."

Qixin heard Feng Junzi say this, but instead was a little confused. He didn't know what he was doing. He asked coldly: "Do you take what you said seriously?"

Feng Junzi: "Of course I keep my word. But I have two conditions. First, don't affect innocent people when you use the Seven-Emotional Combination Strike, just come to me alone. Second, if your Seven-Emotional Combination Strike can't do anything to me, don't ask for trouble with Han Ziying and Shi Ye in the future. Do you dare to try it?"

Qixin: "You are seeking death by yourself. What's wrong with me?"

"Since that's the case, let's start. How beautiful the sun is. Don't waste this great time. Come quickly..." Feng Junzi said and walked towards Qixin again. He heard his tone and started talking nonsense again. Qixin's performance this time was very steady. He waited until Feng Junzi walked about one foot in front of him before he blinked his fingers.

In the distance, I could also feel the golden bell fluctuations, and the air around me was impacted and trembled, but I didn't hear any sound! It seemed that Qixin had agreed to Feng Junzi's conditions and cast spells on him alone. I couldn't hear the sound of the seven emotions attacking each other. At this time, Feng Junzi must have heard the golden bell ringing, and he waved his body, not standing firmly, and sat on the ground.

Feng Junzi patted his butt and wanted to stand up, but he smiled embarrassedly at Qixin. However, Qixin did not give him a chance to breathe, and then he blinked his fingers and activated the golden bell. The second sound of the golden bell came quickly, and Feng Junzi sat on the ground again. When I looked at Feng Junzi again, he simply sat on the ground and couldn't get up. His legs crossed, and he became a standard sitting position, with his hands sealed, and closed his eyes.

Feng Junzi also kept his word and did not take action to break the spell of the Qie Emotions, but sat there and stopped moving. The next time it became a performance by Qi Xin alone. The battle was very strange. Qi Xin's body kept twisting, as if her whole body was exerting force. She no longer used one hand, but her hands were shaking alternately, and her ten fingers were popping out one after another, and her movement was similar to playing the piano.

Although I couldn't hear the sound, I could imagine that the Qiqing Bell made a series of sounds that were as rhythmic as music. I looked at Feng Junzi with a little worried, and saw Feng Junzi frowning, pouting, sadness, smiling, angry, and meditating. In the end, his life became intoxicated like drunkenness, sitting there with his face tilted, his face flushed, and his figure began to shake left and right with the sound of Qi Xin's banging, just like he was prickly enjoying music.

What's wrong with Feng Junzi? Are you fascinated or possessed? When I was worried, Qixin stopped. The golden bell flew back into her hand and put it back into her backpack. She stood there, looking at Feng Junzi in front of her, as if it was fixed, like a stone statue.

Feng Junzi shook his head as if he was still listening, but the bell stopped. He opened his eyes and asked, "Why is there no more? Keep going!"

"No more, the Qie Emotional Combination Strike from beginning to end, you've finished listening!" Qi Xin's voice was not loud, no longer the cold and ethereal, but a soft female voice.

Feng Junzi was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the seven-emotional attack had ended. His face was still red, as if the drunkenness had not disappeared yet. He asked Qixin: "Did you bring wine?"

Qixin still replied blankly: "Wine? No."

"What a pity, such a wonderful sound, the sharia of the world is rare. If there is another pot of fine wine, it will be a great enjoyment in the world. Next time you play the combined attack of the seven emotions, don't forget to bring a bottle of good wine... I recommend it, the old Chunhuang in Wucheng." Feng Junzi stood up shakingly, patted the dust on her clothes, and walked towards Qixin. After Qixin put away the golden bell, she stood there like a petrified one. When Feng Junzi asked her, she replied subconsciously. Seeing Feng Junzi walking towards her, her eyes were filled with surprise, doubt, fear, and even a hint of joy.

However, Feng Junzi didn't care about her reaction. As she approached, she said, "It's a pity that the combined attack of seven emotions actually came from your hands! Why do you say you are wearing a mask every day? It's not your fault to be fierce and ugly, but you are wrong if you hide and dare not see people. Practitioners pay attention to their nature and are honest. I want to see the true face of you, an ugly monster... Don't worry, I am a brave person, you can't scare me..."

As he spoke, Feng Junzi reached out and took off Qixin's mask. Qixin probably still didn't react in a petrified state, nor did he stop him. Feng Junzi was originally laughing and had a bit of strange drunkenness, but when he took off Qixin's mask, he was fixed there. He stopped smiling, his eyes no longer turned around, and half opened his mouth, and he turned into a stone statue in a moment!

Not to mention Feng Junzi, even I was stunned when I stood in the distance. I saw Qixin's face from afar, not as old and ugly as I imagined. On the contrary, she looked very young and looked only seventeen or eighteen years old. Why am I stunned? Because the contrast with the expected one is too great!

People often use the word "beautiful" to describe beautiful women. However, what is beautiful? How to describe beautiful? Now I know the answer, that is Qixin! Qixin's skin color looks unusually white because she wears a mask all year round and does not see the sunshine. It is almost the same as Liu Yiyi's skin color. But this does not affect the visual impact of this beautiful face. Her beauty is not mature and charming, nor pure and shy, but the most exquisite imagination in the world. You can use your imagination to imagine a woman's face, every curve between eyebrows and eyes, every angle between lips and kisses, and what will it look like to the most exquisite level? It is Qixin's appearance.

I almost have an illusion that Qixins are not human beings, because this is the appearance of heaven and man, and can only be described as beautiful. Under the mask, it is not just the appearance of a woman, but the masterpiece of the artist's dream. It is not that I have never seen beauties, sister Ziying and Liu Yiyi, who are also beautiful in the world, but they give me the feeling of being a real woman. Maybe it is so beautiful that it looks too perfect, but it is not real. If she wears a mask, I will feel more real. I am far away from it, and it is already like this. Feng Junzi stood in front of her, so I couldn't speak for a while.

Feng Junzi and Qixin faced each other, their eyes fixedly looking at each other, and their expressions were a little demented. Feng Junzi's hand was still stretched in front of her, holding Qixin's mask in her hand. It was Qixin the first to come back to his senses and shouted: "Dengtu, you actually..."

Hearing the sound was already accompanied by sobs, Qi Xin covered her face with both hands, turned around and ran away, and in a moment it disappeared behind the river bank. Feng Junzi then reacted: "Wait, your mask--, forget it, just don't want it. Why do you say I'm a disciple? I didn't mean it!"

Feng Junzi looked at the mask in his hand, kneaded the mask into a ball and put it in his pocket. Then he remembered that I was still standing aside, turned around and said to me, "There is always a gap between imagination and facts, but the gap is too big today. I know why she is masked? I just don't want people to have unreasonable thoughts!... But, do you want to cry even if you are beautiful? Why are you crying? I didn't bully her, she came to bully you by herself - Shi Ye, don't you think so?"

I coughed and replied, "This, Feng Junzi, your behavior just now seems to have always been teasing her-"

"Teaching her? Am I?"

I told the truth: "I don't know if you have it, but in the eyes of others, you are just teasing her. I'm really weird that you uncovered her mask..."

Feng Junzi interrupted me: "What are you wondering about! I am not a lustful person, I'm just a joke. I didn't expect her... Forget it, let's not say it anymore! I would be distracted when I saw her face, not because she was too beautiful, but because I remembered someone, who looked a bit similar to that person's description."

"Actually, I'm just wondering that you're fine. Didn't Master Facheng say that no one in the world can fight against the seven emotions from beginning to end? How did you do it? Also, who do you think the seven hearts look like?"

Feng Junzi's face turned cold: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

I rarely see Feng Junzi talking to me in this tone, and I don’t know what I said wrong: “What should I ask?”

"We shouldn't ask me who Qixin looks like! She doesn't look like her, she just looks a little bit like her." Feng Junzi's expression was a little confused, just like when he just uncovered Qixin's mask.

He probably thought of someone he didn't want to mention. He didn't want to mention it. Although I was curious, I couldn't ask again, and changed my words: "I just want to ask you how you passed the Seven Emotions Combination Level. Didn't Master Facheng say that no one in the world can do it?"

Feng Junzi then came to his senses and his expression returned to what he had just now: "What the monk said is right, no one in the world can do it. As for me - hehe, that's my secret, it's not good to tell it. Actually, I'm not completely fine... Shi Ye, do you have money on you?"

Feng Junzi said that it was his secret, and then inexplicably asked me if I had brought the money. I was confused by him: "Money? Let me see... it's more than thirty yuan, is it enough?"

Feng Junzi: "Enough, give it to me all!... Don't be stingy, I'll pay you back in a few days."

"When will you be fine, but what do you want money?"

Feng Junzi stretched out his arms and stretched his body and said, "I want to buy two pots of old Chunhuang. After hearing the sound of the seven emotions, I am now surging and unable to suppress myself! I just want to climb to the top of the famous mountains with fine wine, write a hundred long poems, and vent my heart happily!"

"Jisu should still brew old spring in the yellow spring. There is no Li Bai on the night platform, who should I buy wine?" This is a famous quote left by the poet Li Bai when he visited Zhaoting Mountain. He recalls an old man named Ji who he met in his early years. Jisu was good at brewing a kind of wine called "Lao Chun", so he made friends with Li Bai. After Jisu passed away, Li Bai wrote this poem. This is also the origin of the "Lao Chun Huang" wine in Wucheng. Feng Junzi has been a little strange since he heard the "Seven Emotions Combination". His face just now seemed to be drunk and asked if Qixin had any wine. Now he actually threatened to go up the mountain to write poetry. I have only heard of drunkenness, but I have never seen him drunk first and then drink like this!

I handed him the money and asked a little worriedly: "Feng Junzi, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, how could I have something wrong? It's Qixin who has something to do... Don't worry, she won't come to cause trouble for you again." Feng Junzi also walked away as he said that.

...

The next day was Monday, or I went to school as usual. I felt something was wrong with Feng Junzi. He didn't speak, and sat there after class, and didn't even go to chat with A Xiu. He just sat there stupidly, his expression was close to blank, not completely blank, as if he was thinking about something, and as he thought about it, he actually smiled warmly, and didn't know what he was laughing at.

His appearance reminded me of a person, Shi Ersha in our village. Shi Ersha has congenital dementia. He drooled all day long and sat alone in a daze. Sometimes he was inexplicably happy. I don’t understand why Feng Junzi, such a smart boy, became the same as Ersha today? A Xiu obviously noticed something wrong with Feng Junzi. At noon, he asked me what was wrong with him? I don’t know what was wrong with him. I only know that yesterday he borrowed money from me and said he wanted to buy wine to go up the mountain to write poetry. What mountain did he go up? It’s probably Zhaoting Mountain. Is this related to the seven-hearted boy’s seven-emotional attack?

I finally knew the answer that night, and this answer made me stunned and laughed! - Feng Junzi was already shy!

After school that afternoon, A Xiu pulled me to the noodle restaurant as usual. Since A Xiu came, I have dinner at Sister Ziying's place every night. It's not that I have to go, but A Xiu has to pull me. However, as soon as we both walked out of the school gate, we heard Feng Junzi's voice shouting from behind: "Shiye, Shiye, I have something to ask you."

Ah Xiu turned around and asked, "What are you looking for Shi Ye? You're going to have supper soon."

Feng Junzi: "Axiu, please lend me your brother Shiye for one night? I'll ask him to go out for a drink. I have something to do in my heart and want to talk to someone."

Today I saw that Feng Junzi was abnormal. I was really afraid that something would happen to him, so I said hello to Axiu and left with Feng Junzi. Feng Junzi took me to a place, which was the food stall where I first invited him to drink and eat meat. Feng Junzi sat down and shouted, "Boss, boil two pots of old spring yellow, bring a pot of spicy seven-section shrimp, hurry up."

I sat opposite him and said, "Feng Junzi, why do you want to drink again? Didn't you drink it yesterday?"

Feng Junzi's expression flashed: "Yesterday, alas, yesterday... Did I owe you thirty dollars yesterday?"

"I owe me thirty dollars, so don't worry, you have to pay it back."

Feng Junzi smiled: "Then I will discuss with you. Today I treat you, so I will use the money I plan to pay you back to treat you. Is this account settled?"

"Okay." Since he said that, I had no choice but to wait for him to pay back the money. Judging from his appearance, I still asked a little worriedly: "Are you okay? Is it wrong for me to see how you are doing today?"

Feng Junzi blushed slightly and came over and asked in a low voice: "Do you really see that I am different from before?"

I replied, "As long as you are not blind, you can see it!"

Feng Junzi lowered his head and looked at the table, saying to himself: "Awesome, this can be seen! Didn't it mean that a man is a virgin? "

This sentence was not loud but scared me, and my butt was almost unsteady. Judging from what he meant, something must have happened yesterday. He was not a virgin! This kid is really amazing. How old is this year? If I was not mistaken, he will only be sixteen years old in more than two months, and even if he is considered a vain year, it is rare to have sex with men and women at that age. I couldn't help but wonder: "What's going on? You've broken your body? Who is that person? Is it seven hearts? No way!"

Feng Junzi: "What are you talking about nonsense? Of course it's not Qixin... This is really a bit unspeakable. Let's wait for a few drinks before talking about it."

The wine was served, and the dishes were only the same spicy seven-section shrimp, but the portion was quite large, full of a large aluminum basin. Feng Junzi and I were peeling the shrimp while drinking until his forehead was sweating and his face was flushed. Seeing that the heat was almost the same, I asked him tentatively: "Feng Junzi, tell me honestly, what happened yesterday?"

Feng Junzi took a big sip of wine and said with a blushing face: "Yesterday, after listening to the Qixin Boy's seven emotions, I felt excited and wanted to find a place to vent my feelings, so I carried the wine to Zhaoting Mountain. I was drinking in the mountains against the moon, and I drank too much as I drank. After drinking too much, I started to recite poems, and as I read it, she came... She cooked tea to sober up for me, I recite poems, and she sang, and later... Later I lay on the rocks, piling on her legs... I think the moon is so beautiful, and she is even more beautiful under the moonlight..."

Feng Junzi's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he became murmurs, his eyes narrowed, and he fell into memories. I finally understood the cause and effect, but I was still curious. Who was the "she" Feng Junzi said? I suddenly thought of Liu Yiyi. On Zhaoting Mountain? Isn't Liu Yiyi on Zhaoting Mountain? Thinking of this, I felt a little nervous and asked Feng Junzi: "Who is she? It's not Liu Yiyi, right?"

Feng Junzi: "What are you guessing nonsense! How could it be Liu Yiyi? I don't know what that girl is thinking about? She only cares about you."

As he spoke, Feng Junzi talked to me. He said that Liu Yiyi was thinking about me wholeheartedly, and I could see this, but I was never willing to face this problem directly. Since it was not Liu Yiyi, I felt relieved inexplicably. It was not Qixin or Liu Yiyi, who would it be? The woman Feng Junzi is familiar with, and there is Zhang Zhi. I asked carefully: "Is it Zhang Zhi? You and her... you are not afraid that Mr. Zhang will settle the score with you."

Feng Junzi shook his head: "It's not Zhang Zhi, how could she run to Zhaoting Mountain? Don't guess it, you have never seen this person before."

It wasn't Zhang Zhi, but it seemed that this person was on Zhaoting Mountain. A sudden flash of inspiration in my mind, thinking of who she was. Feng Junzi once mentioned to me that he was, the former mountain god Luxue, the former mountain god of Zhaoting Mountain! I have never seen this legendary mountain god, but I can't count as seeing her before, because I know her appearance. The mountain god temple where Liu Yiyi lived was built for Luxue in the Tang Dynasty. The mountain god statue looked like Luxue - a beautiful woman in the palace dress. Thinking of who this person was, I stopped asking. Looking at Feng Junzi in front of me, I suddenly felt that my eyes lit up and there was a new change.

When I first met him, he was a boy under fifteen years old. He was smiling all day long and was very naughty. This first impression was very profound. Later, he told me that I knew he was a master of cultivation, but a master was a master, a naughty boy, and I had never changed this impression. But now when I look at Feng Junzi again, I found that over the past year, he had grown significantly taller and had a figure of more than 1.7 meters. Judging from his figure and appearance, he was indeed a bit handsome and vaguely like a beautiful boy. This kid is actually more handsome than me, but he is just a little handsome.

When I looked at Feng Junzi with another perspective, I felt that he might be very cute in the eyes of women. I only knew that Zhang Zhi had a good relationship with him. Feng Junzi had many things to ask for help from Zhang Zhi, and Zhang Zhi almost responded to his requests. No wonder Zhang Zhi had strange invisible thorns all over his body, and the opposite sex in the world was inaccessible, with only Feng Junzi. If I were Zhang Zhi, I would naturally look at Feng Junzi differently, not to mention that he was not ugly. I was thinking again that Zhang Zhi was also pitiful. There was only a man like Feng Junzi in the world who could get close to him, but now Feng Junzi actually had Luxue... What should I do if Zhang Zhi did?

Thinking of this, I asked hesitantly: "Feng Junzi, does Zhang Zhi know about this?"

Feng Junzi's face was also bitter when he heard my question. However, before he could answer, a brake sound came from the side of the road. When he turned around, he really thought of who came to whom. A red sports car stopped against the side of the road. A girl wearing a tight vest and a knee-exposed skirt strode towards us. Who was it if it was Zhang Zhi?

Feng Junzi had drunk a lot of wine, but he didn't notice that Zhang Zhi came here. He shook his head and was about to talk to me. Zhang Zhi had already walked directly behind him, stretched out a hand to grab his ear, and said angrily: "Feng Junzi, tell me honestly, how did you do the Qixin of the Zhongnan School yesterday? Why did he go back crying?"

Feng Junzi turned around and saw Zhang Zhi. He woke up a little. He pushed Zhang Zhi's hand away, rubbed his ears and said, "Grandma, can you be gentle? How did you find this place? If you have no head and tail, just grab my ears and say something slowly."

Zhang Zhi let go of Feng Junzi and walked to the table to sit down. The owner of the food stall saw another customer coming and came over to ask if he wanted to add a set of tableware. Zhang Zhi waved his hand and said no, but looked at the strait to ask the crime. After Zhang Zhi sat down, he did not ask Feng Junzi, but said to me: "Shi Ye, did Qi Xin go to trouble you yesterday?"

I nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Zhi pointed at Feng Junzi and asked again: "You are probably not the opponent of Qixin. Is this kid interfering?"

I had no choice but to nod, "Yes, Qixin lost to Feng Junzi."

At this time, Feng Junzi spoke: "How did you know? Qixin told you?"

Zhang Zhi glared at Feng Junzi: "You are so embarrassed to say. My father and Dengwen Dengfeng from Zhongnan Sect are old friends. This time he heard that the Zhongnan Sect sent people to Wucheng. He also heard about Qiye's incident and knew that the Zhongnan Sect was going to trouble your noodle restaurant, so he wanted to go to mediate. Yesterday afternoon, my father and I went to Xuanhuazhai to find Mr. Xuanhua. Before he could sit down, the Qixin boy came back from outside with his face covered and cried."

Feng Junzi: "Then how do you know I did it?"

Zhang Zhi: "The boy Qixin didn't wear a mask when he came back, and he covered his face with his hands. This surprised us. You know, Qixin has never shown her true face since she was twelve years old. After she became an adult, she swears that if someone could break her seven-emotional attack, she would take off her mask and agree with her body and mind... Mr. Xuanhua only knew that she had gone to find Shi Ye, but she didn't expect that she would come back like this. Could someone break her seven-emotional attack? I think Shi Ye doesn't have the ability, and it's probably what you did!"

Feng Junzi: "Even a Taoist monk like Master Facheng of Jiulin Zen Temple can't help attacking the seven emotions. You should have heard of this? Do you think I am more powerful than Facheng?"

Zhang Zhi stared at Feng Junzi and said, "You may not have great supernatural powers, but there are quite a lot of weirdness. You are not afraid of my invisible thorns. Almost no one in the world can do it. You can break the great array of demon subduing the demon with empty hands. The world of cultivation thinks that the real person who keeps the truth does it himself. I know it is you! So if you can break the combined attack of the seven emotions, I will not be surprised at all. To be honest, how did you do the seven hearts?"

Feng Junzi: "I really didn't do anything to her! She was asking for trouble by herself, why did she cry? If you don't believe me, you can ask Shi Ye, he is an honest person."

Zhang Zhi: "Shi Ye, tell me, what's going on?"

I looked at them and had the illusion of a quarrel. I didn't know why Zhang Zhi was angry about Qixin's affairs, but I obviously heard a jealousy in my words. If this incident made Zhang Zhi jealous, if she knew what Feng Junzi had done yesterday, she really didn't know how she would react? Of course, I couldn't say this. I immediately blocked the way when I encountered Qixin yesterday. Later, Feng Junzi made a fight and said it again, but only omitted the few passages that Feng Junzi was suspected of teasing.

My eloquence is not very good, but the battle between Feng Junzi and Qixin is really wonderful and wonderful. Zhang Zhi opened his mouth wide and said for a long time: "I guessed right, it was Feng Junzi who broke her seven-emotional attack..."

Feng Junzi: "You guessed it right! But this is not the wisdom of a practitioner, but the intuition of a woman, the terrible intuition!"

Zhang Zhi: "Don't talk about intuition, I'll ask what you plan to do? You, you, you - are you going to marry Qixin?" Zhang Zhi said this, and his tone became nervous and even stuttered.

Feng Junzi raised his head, pointed his finger at a distance and said, "Look at that person, that old man."

Zhang Zhi and I didn't understand the meaning, so we looked up. This place is a street in Wucheng, which operates various special snacks. It is a place for ordinary people to relax and entertain at night. There are also several folk artists in this area. The person Feng Junzi refers to is an old man playing Sanxian, about sixty years old, wearing white-washed clothes, standing at the door of another restaurant, asking in a low voice if anyone wants to listen to music, one dollar a song.
Chapter completed!