Chapter 138 Do you understand, Zhiruo

By the time Meng Xiuyuan returned to the foot of Wudang Mountain, it was already very late.

On the way up the mountain, Meng Xiuyuan did not walk very fast, and even swayed a little.

Because before leaving, he drank a lot of wine with Zhao Min and talked a lot.

Putting aside the burden of hostile identities and talking about what happened to each other in the past ten years, Meng Xiuyuan and Zhao Min actually got along quite well.

Together they lamented the suffering in the world, scolded the corrupt officials in the court, and talked about their speculations about the future. Zhao Min, who was extremely smart, could always quickly understand some of Meng Xiuyuan's novel statements and discuss them with him.

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan could clearly feel an inexplicable relaxation, as if he was getting along with a friend who had been with him for many years.

But that was all. After drinking a few more bottles, Meng Xiuyuan took the initiative to stand up and say goodbye to Zhao Min.

Although Zhao Min tried to persuade him to stay, Meng Xiuyuan didn't stay long. He just said "take care" and then simply turned around and left.

At this time, Meng Xiuyuan was climbing up the mountain step by step. When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, his drunken eyes suddenly saw two people walking down the mountain carrying lanterns.

"Master?!" "Master..."

There were dark clouds tonight, there were few moonlights, and the mountain road was pitch black. But the two girls walking down the mountain in front of them recognized Meng Xiuyuan only by their vague shadows.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?" Meng Xiuyuan looked at the two girls and asked in confusion.

"Oh, you know it's midnight.

When we saw you not coming back for a long time, we thought you were kidnapped by the Mongolian princess to be her consort and wanted to save you."

Zhou Zhiruo walked towards Meng Xiuyuan while holding a lantern, and said in a slightly sinister tone.

"Sir, we just saw that you would never come back, so we were a little anxious and wanted to go down the mountain and wait for you."

Xiao Zhao seemed much better behaved and whispered to Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan was happy when he heard this, and he didn't say much to them and just continued walking up the mountain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked up to the two girls, he immediately caused them to nag again.

"The smell of alcohol is so strong, Master, how much alcohol did you drink?

No wonder he staggers when he walks..."

Zhou Zhiruo did seem a little angry when she spoke, but she still subconsciously reached out to help Meng Xiuyuan.

Meng Xiuyuan flicked his sleeves, brushed her away, and said in a dumbfounded voice:

"I just drank a little, no need to make a fuss."

Xiao Zhao on the side did not speak immediately, but stretched out his nose and sniffed beside Meng Xiuyuan for a while, and then suddenly spoke with some worry:

"Sir, why do you still have a faint fragrance on your body?

What does this smell like? Is it poison from the enemy? Does it matter?"

When Zhou Zhiruo heard what Xiao Zhao said, she couldn't help but clenched the lantern in her hand and sniffed carefully at Meng Xiuyuan's side.

After a moment, she frowned and said:

"Where is the poison? It's clearly the scent of powder on the woman's body.

Huh, no wonder you don't even drink when you are a teetotaler. Even when the Grand Master and his uncles hosted a banquet, you didn't want to drink.

As soon as I met the little princess today, she changed her rules and was willing to drink.

So that’s what happened…”

After saying that, Zhou Zhiruo turned around angrily and walked away, holding a lantern.

Meng Xiuyuan was helpless at the situation. He glanced at Xiao Zhao, who looked innocent next to him, and felt very emotional.

This girl is obviously young, and she usually looks well-behaved and clever, but she is always very thoughtful.

Even though I know everything clearly, I don't say anything directly, and I have to beat around the bush.

However, Xiao Zhao's character has always been like this, and it's just a little dark, and it doesn't hurt.

On the contrary, looking at Zhou Zhiruo, who was walking angrily in front, Meng Xiuyuan frowned slightly. He suddenly and inexplicably felt that something was wrong with this girl, that she was different from the past.

However, Meng Xiuyuan was drunk at this time and his mind was in a mess. He couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply didn't speak.

The three of them walked up the mountain in silence, and no one said a word for a long time.

It wasn't until they were approaching the mountain gate that a cool mountain breeze blew through Meng Xiuyuan's broad green robe. It caused a sudden chill, which dissipated Meng Xiuyuan's drunkenness and allowed him to wake up.

At this moment, he felt excited in his heart. He looked at Zhou Zhiruo who was walking in front, and couldn't help but think of Zhao Min, who had just been drinking with him.

After comparing the two, Meng Xiuyuan suddenly understood that there was something wrong with this girl.

"Zhiruo."

Meng Xiuyuan suddenly called out from behind, calling Zhou Zhiruo in a cold voice.

"What's the matter, Master? You haven't finished drinking yet. Do you want me to go down the mountain and buy some more wine?"

It’s a pity that Xiao Zhao and I are not as good at drinking as that little Mongolian princess, so we can drink to your heart’s content with you..."

Zhou Zhiruo hadn't calmed down yet, so she didn't hear anything wrong with Meng Xiuyuan's voice. She turned her back to Meng Xiuyuan, and her words could not help but contain some strange aura.

It wasn't until she really turned around and saw Meng Xiuyuan's calm and serious gaze that she couldn't help but be startled and quickly swallowed back the words that followed.

Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu didn't say anything to teach her a lesson, he just said softly:

"After dinner tomorrow morning, come to my room. I have something to tell you."

After saying this, Meng Xiuyuan started his Qinggong and flew towards the mountain on tiptoe, leaving the two girls where they were.

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned when she heard this. She didn't know why her master was acting like this suddenly. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Xiao Zhao.

But Xiao Zhao, who had always been good at guessing Meng Xiuyuan's thoughts, looked confused at this time and didn't know what was going on.

The two girls pondered for a long time in the night breeze, neither of them had a clue.

…

Early the next morning, Zhou Zhiruo arrived at the gate of Meng Xiuyuan's courtyard.

The slightly haggard look on her face showed that she really didn't sleep well last night.

Standing in front of Meng Xiuyuan's courtyard at this moment, she felt even more nervous.

Although she didn't know what the master was going to say to her, thinking about Meng Xiuyuan's expression last night, she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, maybe his attitude was too arrogant last night, which made Meng Xiuyuan unhappy.

At this time, Zhou Zhiruo still felt a little resentful that the Mongolian princess had no shame and dared to seduce her master.

But she also understood that the most urgent thing at this time was to consider how to apologize and explain to Meng Xiuyuan to make up for the mistake she made in this moment of excitement.

But before she could think of what to say, she suddenly heard a loud bang of gold and iron coming from Meng Xiuyuan's room, which startled her.

"Master, what's wrong?!"

Zhou Zhiruo didn't have time to hesitate, she immediately opened the door and rushed into Meng Xiuyuan's room. The first thing she saw was a pair of swords lying on the ground.

"It's okay, it's just an experiment. You can talk about it after you come in."

Meng Xiuyuan rubbed his hands that were numb from the shock, and then greeted Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo nodded quickly when she heard the sound, carefully closed the door, and then habitually sat in front of Meng Xiuyuan's desk. This was the usual seat when she came to Meng Xiuyuan to be taught.

"Do you recognize this pair of swords?"

Meng Xiuyuan bent down to pick up the things and asked Zhou Zhiruo casually.

"Isn't this sword the Yitian Sword you just got, Master... As for this sword, could it be the Dragon Slaying Sword?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the dark and strange knife and asked in surprise.

"Well, it is indeed a dragon-slaying knife.

When I went to drink with Zhao Min yesterday, she gave it to me."

Meng Xiuyuan nodded and said to Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but feel unhappy when she heard that Meng Xiuyuan suddenly mentioned the Mongolian princess again and called her by her Han name affectionately. Regardless of the fact that she came to the master to apologize, she pursed her lips and said:

"Master called me here just to explain this to me?

Humph, what's going on between you and the princess, and why do you need to tell me?

Anyway, your little disciple is weak and weak. Even if he wanted to, he would not be able to find such a magical weapon to make you happy..."

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound. He did not joke with Zhou Zhiruo, but said to her seriously:

"No, it has nothing to do with that.

There are just some things that you, as my only direct disciple, should be present to witness."

After that, Meng Xiuyuan ignored Zhou Zhiruo in front of him, lowered his head and began to play with the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Knife.

Seeing Meng Xiuyuan's serious expression, Zhou Zhiruo understood that things were serious at this time, so she quickly restrained her little thoughts and carefully watched Meng Xiuyuan's every move.

Then, Meng Xiuyuan was seen stacking the swords together and rubbing them tentatively.
To be continued...