Wanjie Dream Harvester

Chapter 169 [Flying Knife] The Old Man

Heshuo, Baoding.

The land of Yanzhao, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Among them, Long Xiaoyun, the owner of Xingyun Villa, is the most famous. He is righteous and makes many friends. He can be regarded as a well-known big shot in Baoding.

Xingyun Village.

It is an official residence with a magnificent atmosphere, the mansion is connected with clouds, and the courtyard is the most beautiful, even more crowned with Heshuo.

The house is very spacious, and in front of the gate, there is a door couplet written by the imperial pen.

"One of the seven scholars, the father and the son are three."

The former residence of the Li family has become the current "Xingyunzhuang".

Ten years ago, in order to fulfill Long Xiaoyun, Li Xunhuan gave up everything and sadly left the customs.

Now, things have long changed.

The wind blows the bamboo leaves like light waves hitting the shore.

In the bamboo forest, Chen Hengzhi looked at the exquisite small building in front of him. He stepped across the small Zhulan bridge, stepped on the stone steps, and went up to the small building.

Hearing footsteps, a pleasant female voice came from the building: "Master, you are back... No, you are not Mr., who are you?"

That person didn't hear the difference in the footsteps at first, but when she opened the bead curtain, she found that the person who came was not her husband Long Xiaoyun, but a stranger, so she couldn't help but exclaimed.

Chen Hengzhi walked into the building, as if he was at home, as if there was no one else around, he walked to the small table paved with marble and sat down.

He poured a cup of tea straight away and drank it by himself.

Then, he looked at the woman who spoke just now, which was Lin Shiyin.

Her face is pale, her body is thin, her eyes are bright but she is slightly sad and indifferent.

She is not a flawless woman, but her charm and temperament are incomparable to others.

She had that perceptible charm which no one who once looked at her could ever forget.

She was wearing a light purple dress, leaning on the inner door frame, like a thin line from the late Tang Dynasty, "Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth."

In the vast gaze of Yanshui, there is infinite lovesickness and infinite sorrow, permeating the corners of the eyes and brows.

"Is this Li Xunhuan's home?"

After Chen Hengzhi glanced at her, he asked calmly.

Lin Shiyin's brows became more sad, and she replied crisply: "No, this is Xingyunzhuang."

Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "Okay!"

Put down the teacup, get up and leave.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Lin Shiyin's voice came: "You are his friend, right? Is he... all right?"

Chen Hengzhi paused, and said honestly: "It's not very good, I beat him up two days ago, and his face was full of peach blossoms."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

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The rivers and lakes are always full of excitement, full of all kinds of weird and heart-wrenching stories, no matter who wants to hear it, and then put themselves in the position of the protagonist.

If you are a good storyteller, you can vividly tell the stories of chivalrous heroes and martial arts heroes, so that the listeners can be substituted into the stories and blend with the people and things in the stories.

On the table by the window sat an old man in a blue long gown, with gray hair, smoking a pipe with his eyes closed.

Beside the old man, there was a very young girl with two big braids and a pair of big eyes, both black and bright, as if she could charm away a man's soul just by turning her eyes.

The old man knocked the pipe on the table and asked, "Hong'er, what time is it now?"

The girl with big braids replied: "Grandpa, the time has come."

Only then did the old man slowly open his eyes. Although he was old and dry, his eyes were very bright. Everyone in the inn felt that he was looking at them.

The little girl came over with a bowl of tea, and the old man lifted the lid of the tea bowl, blew on the tea and said, "Today I'm going to talk about Tan Hualang entering the customs after ten years, and the Plum Blossom Pirate reappearing in the world."

The little girl interjected: "Grandpa, who is Tanhualang? Is it worth your old man talking about him?"

The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly, "Tan Hua Lang, ten years ago he was a well-known master in the Jianghu world. With a flying knife in his hand, he overwhelmed the Jianghu world. No one can stop him, and he became famous for a while."

The little girl said: "What a powerful person, but why have I never heard of his name?"

The old man sighed: "This Li Tanhua is the son of a noble family, his family background is extremely prominent, his martial arts is strong, and he is also a person who donates righteousness and wealth. He is generous and generous. Even if Xinling is reborn and Mengchang is reborn, I'm afraid he can't compare with him. pity…"

The little girl asked: "Grandpa, what's the pity?"

The old man nodded slightly and said: "This Li Tanhua is not only talented, but also has both civil and military skills. He was taught by a different person when he was young, and he has shocking martial arts. It's a pity that more than ten years ago, something happened. Li Yuan gave it to his sworn brother, Long Xiaoyun, to go out and retire."

Although it is only a few words, it describes in the hearts of everyone a hero who is unrestrained and heroic in the world.

The little girl also sighed and said: "That's really a pity, no wonder Hong'er has never heard of his name! Then why did he think of coming back this time?"

The old man stopped talking at this time, closed his eyes, took a mouthful of dry tobacco, and then slowly sprayed the smoke out of his nostrils.

The little girl muttered: "I won't talk about the key points, it's tempting."

Suddenly, the little girl clapped her hands together, her face revealed a look of understanding: "Oh, I see, you old man wants to drink."

Now it's not just the little girl, but everyone in the inn understands. In order to listen to the story, they laughed and took out their pockets and touched the money, while the waiter at the side was already holding a plate, ready to collect the money.

Seeing this, the old man opened his mouth slowly, telling the past stories of Li Xunhuan, Lin Shiyin, and Long Xiaoyun one by one, and finally said: "...Tan Hualang entered the customs this time, the little old man reckoned that he was still reluctant after all. Old love, I want to renew the old relationship."

Everyone was talking about it, but they didn't expect that Long Xiaoyun, who is well-known in Heshuo, would be such a despicable person, and he was also indignant about what happened to Li Xunhuan.

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she made a gesture of holding a heart with both hands, and said infatuatedly: "What a loving and righteous Tanhualang, such a good man is probably hard to find in the whole world. When will Hong'er meet you?" What about such a good man?"

The old man sneered and said: "Although the little old man admires his kindness and righteousness, he doesn't want his granddaughter to marry such a person. You, don't be crazy."

The little girl blushed immediately with shame, stomped her feet, and said shyly, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? Why can't Tanhualang be a wishful gentleman? Hong'er just likes people like him."

The old man grinned, showing his yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "When the little girl grows up, she knows she is looking for a husband."

After teasing a few words, he sighed, and said in a low voice: "But ah, a hero has many fates. Marrying this kind of person must be hard!"

　Yesterday, I coded 1 characters, and today it will be 1.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)