The personal doctor of the beautiful president

Mr. He is an old man in the film and television industry, what kind of scripts have you never seen?

But he really couldn't understand it now, he just felt that what Han Xingye said to that homeless old man was full of clouds and mist.

It's chasing and killing, and it's enemies. Is this still the real world? Are you sure it's not a film and television drama?
What's even more outrageous is that it was actually connected with the incident of smashing a cup in the show.

The world is both big and small.

Lao Wang was also in a daze. He originally planned to give Han Xingye some benefits, but he didn't expect to spend a long time, but he didn't send out any money. Instead, he confused himself.

Hey, is it so difficult to send money these days?

……

The homeless old man brought Han Xingye to a deserted place, Han Xingye looked at it, it was a cemetery.

The homeless old man changed his previous submissiveness, standing like a green pine, his figure was tall and straight, and his eyes also changed.

"Who are you?" He asked Han Xingye warily.

"It's hard for me to introduce myself to you in accurate language, as long as you believe in a little bit, there is no grudge between us, and I have no malice towards you." Han Xingye said: "Even if you need help, I can also help you according to the situation." help.

After all, I bought this bronze mirror for 500 yuan, and I owe you a huge favor. "

"500 yuan." The old man couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "You thought you made a profit, but in fact you lost a lot, and you might lose your life."

Han Xingye said: "Let's stop being meandering, let's open the skylight and speak honestly. Where did you steal this bronze mirror?"

"I got it from an old Taoist priest."

"What is your relationship with this old Taoist priest?"

"It doesn't matter now."

"It was related before?"

"It was barely considered a master and apprentice before, even though he didn't teach me anything."

Han Xingye's heart moved, and he asked: "A teacher for one day, and a father for the rest of his life, why didn't you recognize this relationship later?"

"You just think our ideas are different."

This world is small, and the information revealed by the old man is exactly the same as the person Han Xingye knew.

That is Peng Junna's Hundred Brothers.

"Is your real name Song Li?"

The old man's body trembled violently, and after a long while he smiled wryly and said, "I almost forgot, I still have such a name, unexpectedly someone still remembers it.

How did you know? "

Han Xingye replied: "I am familiar with your little junior sister."

The old man was a little surprised: "Young junior sister has such a sinister personality, but you still have acquaintances? It seems that you are not simple."

As expected of a senior brother, he is too accurate in judging people.

Han Xingye looked at Song Li seriously, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are only ten years older than Peng Junna, and you are in your early 40s and early 50s. Why are you as old as 80 or [-] years old? Look! I have had a very unsatisfactory life in the past, and I have been severely beaten by the society."

"In this world, who is easy?" Song Li sighed, "At least I'm still alive, which is a miracle in itself."

"Actually, if you want to live a life of rich clothes and fine food, it shouldn't be difficult. Do you remember who your parents are?"

Han Xingye thought of the lonely chief, and was always thinking about his lost son.

But if the current Song Li was sent directly in front of the chief, it would be difficult to recognize him.

At least from the looks of it, the two should be brothers, and Song Li is still a brother.

Years, the butcher's knife, is too cruel.

"I'm not a fool, I already remembered when I was abducted by the old Taoist priest.

I know who my father is, and I know that after I recognize my ancestors and return to the clan, I will enjoy the glory and wealth, but what I pursue is no longer material enjoyment, and I don't want to bring him disaster. "

"Not at all. With your father's identity and status, ordinary disasters are not a big deal." Han Xingye said, "Maybe he can help you settle it."

Song Li shook his head: "The rivers and lakes are the affairs of the rivers and lakes. These are two completely different worlds, and they cannot be compared in the same day."

Han Xingye continued to ask: "It seems that you and Shimen are having a tough fight, what's the reason?"

"I told you, the concept is different."

"How is it different?"

"To put it simply, it is the pursuit of difference." Song Li said: "You are familiar with my junior sister, and you may have heard that I am with the saint of the rival sect, and neither side can tolerate such a thing, so We eloped."

"Then, both sides are chasing and killing you?" Han Xingye said, "They're a bit of a pain in the ass."

"They hunted us down, not only because we eloped, but the most important reason is that we took things with us when we eloped."

"What you took away was the pressing cup and the bronze mirror, right?"

Song Li nodded: "She brought the pressing cup out of the sect, and we have been hunted down since then.

Later, I was seriously injured and almost lost my life. I don't want to live this kind of life in fear anymore.

You also know the following story, the pressing cup was smashed, and they stopped chasing and killing, but I didn't expect that she was so heartbroken that she committed suicide. "

What the hell, his wife didn't get revenge, but killed herself?
"This is her grave." Song Li pointed to the tombstone in front of him.

Han Xingye glanced at it, and there were several large characters engraved on the tombstone: "Tomb of Beloved Wife Phoenix".

"What about your son, because of this matter and you have severed the father-son relationship?"

"He left without notifying me. I searched all over the place, but there was no trace of him." Song Li's expression was gloomy.

Han Xingye asked: "What secrets are hidden in the pressing cup and bronze mirror?"

"Don't ask me this question, you can explore it slowly by yourself."

"Isn't the pressing cup already broken? How can I go exploring?"

"Although the price of the pressing cup is [-] million yuan, the real value is not the cup itself, the fragments are more valuable than the cup." Song Li took out a bottle and handed it to Han Xingye: "There are some fragments of the pressing cup inside. Take the crushed powder, it may be useful."

Han Xingye asked, "Why did you give me such a precious thing?"

"Do you think you are handsome, everyone loves you, and flowers bloom when you see them? I think too much. I just want to divert the disaster. Do you dare to jump into this trap?"

This explanation is more reasonable. Song Li's family was ruined, his wife and children were separated, and he no longer had the ambition before, and just wanted to live a peaceful life.

"It doesn't matter to me. Anyway, the bronze mirror is in my hands. If you have too many debts, you don't have to worry about it. If you have too many lice, you don't need to bite." Han Xingye took the bottle and asked casually, "Do you have any burdens? I can take them with you." take over."