[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

The little guy has known since the governor that Tan Zhao is not his real father, nor is the lovely and amiable Uncle Hua, but apart from the two in his memory, there is only one strange uncle in a red cloak who often visits him.

Later, when he was older, he asked his second uncle when he was speaking in an orderly manner, and the second uncle told him about his life experience.

His mother is now in charge of Emei, and his father is even more unbearable. Seven or eight out of ten Jianghu people are talking about the sword god Ximen Chuuxue. It is said that he also has a grandfather who is the great devil of the West. Well, his life experience has a lot of background when he hears it, but why his second uncle...

Ximen Rui looked up at his second uncle who was good-looking, and said something very irritating: "Second uncle, you see that you are the only one in the family who doesn't even have a name, wouldn't you be ashamed?"

Tan Zhao was almost bald with anger: "You are so young, you know how to write the word shame!"

The little ancestor looked proud: "That's right, the aunt who sold the cakes next door caught a little beggar and stole her cakes. She raised the rolling pin and asked him if he was ashamed at such a young age!" It made Tan Zhao very happy: "You really know how to use what you learn!"

"So aren't you ashamed?"

Tan Zhao didn't have the airs of an elder in front of him at first, and then rolled his eyelids, not caring that what he said would teach children badly: "Fame can be used as money, can I buy you candied haws?"

After all, the little ghost is so young that he suddenly felt that... Second Uncle's words are not wrong.

While the two were talking, Huamanlou came over with a food box. Tan Zhao lived very close to the small building, and walked around a corner. As soon as the little ancestor smelled the smell, he let go and ran away. He went up and happily called Big Brother, that sweet-mouthed... He couldn't tell he was Ximen Chuuxue's son at all.

Hua Manlou was already familiar with Ximen Rui's routines, but obviously knowing that didn't mean he wouldn't fall into the trap. He stroked Ximen Rui's furry head very affectionately and passed over the food box in his hand. The little guy has been exercising since he was a child. , wobbled and didn't even hit the food box on the ground.

Seeing Ximen Rui sitting on his small table and starting to eat, Hua Manlou took the tea from Tan Zhao and said with a smile, "Really leaving? Ruier..."

The two are already old friends, and Tan Zhao spoke quite casually: "What? I can't bear this little boy! I don't know who chased him for three miles because of the flowers in the small building yesterday. The ground came to deliver food!"

Hua Manlou is also very helpless, but Ruier is still a child: "Isn't this the reason why Brother Tan spends his days lazily and neglects discipline?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Tan Zhao feels that he has already done everything by himself, and is known as the second uncle of the world. Whose second uncle risked his life to raise his nephew, but it is meaningless to say this: "I reflect on myself, so I decided to take him Go out for a walk."

Hua Manlou smiled helplessly, but he also understood that there is no banquet that lasts forever: "But now that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, it's good to go out for a walk."

"What does Brother Hua mean by that?"

"My father urged me to go home and get married."

... Sure enough, older youths would be urged to marry by their parents wherever they went. Tan Zhao patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, expressing that he understood everything.

Hua Manlou: "..."

Jianghu people are always ready to leave when they are excited. If judged by this standard, then Tan Zhao is definitely a Jianghu person to the letter.So on the second day, Tan Zhao, Hua Manlou and Ximen Rui left Yangzhou City and headed north.

This kid is smart, smart, and clever, but he is still young, and he can't take his eyes away when he sees new things. Obviously there are things in Yangzhou, but he feels that he has never seen them before, and he can enjoy them just by looking at them.

"Brother Tan, aren't you three and a half years old this year? Is it fun to laugh at children?"

Tan Zhao ignored him and continued to hold his breath and laugh.

Huamanlou: ...you pretend I can't hear you?

Anyway...after three days, Hua Manlou regretted this trip, especially after hearing the news that Lu Xiaofeng was in trouble in Huizhou.

There are endless rumors about Lu Xiaofeng as a hero in the Jianghu. If Huamanlou wants to know the current situation of his friends, he only needs to find a wine shop and listen to the new stories of Mr. Wenshu. A large number of teahouses and wine shops have been revived and flourishing day by day, which can be described as unparalleled in the limelight.

It is not uncommon for Lu Xiaofeng to get into trouble, but what is uncommon is...he was chased and killed by Ximen Chuuxue because Uncle Lu went to Wanmei Villa to drink and hurt Ximen Chuixue's beloved son.

Tan Zhao: ...

Hua Man Lou: ...

Ximen Rui gnawed on the shortbread and blinked his eyes: "Uncle Meimei hurt me? I am my father's beloved son? Be happy!" Then he smiled so much that both eyes narrowed, and the speed of gnawing the cake was much faster.

Talking in a very orderly manner, Tan Zhao rewarded him with a big drumstick: "Don't interrupt children when adults talk."

"Are you an adult? You said you were half a year older than me yesterday!"

[System, can I kill him? ]

The system spit out a smoke ring full of vicissitudes: it's done, love it!

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"I'm afraid Lu Xiaofeng caused trouble again and asked Ximen Chuuxue to solve it."

Tan Zhao nodded: "It seems that I didn't choose the right time, but it's okay. According to the footsteps of this little ancestor, I can probably reach Wanmei Villa by the end of the year."

Huamanlou: ...you're probably too optimistic.

Soon Huamanlou knew that it wasn't Tan Zhao who was optimistic, but...it was the climax of the moon, the inn where he was staying had already started to close, and Xiaoer was installing the door panels. this door panel.

In the middle of the night, Xiaoer screamed in fright. Before he could call out a ghost, a man's voice came from outside. Hua Manlou was all too familiar: "Don't call, sir, I'm human! Go to the store, Hurry up and let Grandpa go in!"

Xiao Er then bravely looked outside, he couldn't see very clearly in the dark, only saw a man in a purple blouse carrying a man in white on his back, that outfit was not the legendary sword god costume, he was from Jianghu!

Xiao Er hurriedly removed the door panel, while withdrawing it, he said carefully: "Master, wait, you are here so late, do you want to eat?"

The uncle swaggered in with people on his back. As soon as he came in, he saw the people in the lobby. He narrowed his eyes, as if he saw a relative he had been away for a long time. He said, "Why are you here? I am really sorry to see you." I am so happy!"

To be honest, Tan Zhao and Hua Manlou were not happy at all, and even... wanted to leave.

"Who are you carrying? Why does this outfit look so familiar?" Why does it look more and more like... "I, Lu Xiaofeng, have you eaten tiger guts?"

The words sounded familiar. Uncle Lu threw the man on the table, and took the fan to remove the man's face in white: "Look carefully, this is not Ximen Chuuxue. Speaking of which, you two are here, and the little ancestor didn't make a fuss." come out?"

"The little ancestor fell asleep upstairs. If you want, you can go and make trouble with him and tell him that you found him a fake father."

...Can you not bury him? Lu Xiaofeng decided to accuse the two of them: "You two are also big-hearted. If you put a child upstairs, you won't be afraid..."

"You crow mouth, do you think everyone is as big-hearted as you?"

Tan Zhao naturally made a warning device. After all, he was able to make a fortune so quickly in Yangzhou, he had to rely on something, and people don't just want to make money to make money.

Lu Xiaofeng had already been on the road for a long time without any water or rice, so he ordered a bowl of rice and started eating with appetizers. He put down his chopsticks when he was seven or eight minutes full, drank some wine leisurely, and then began to introduce the person on the table. The identity of the man in white: "Qitong, you must know that, if you say that the person who imitates Ximen the most in the Jianghu belongs to this person."

"Could it be Wudang Xiaobailong Ye Guhong?" Although he used a questioning tone, the expression on his face was still confirmed.

Lu Xiaofeng nodded: "That's right, it's him. I, Lu Xiaofeng, have seen many strange people from the rivers and lakes in my life, but this is the first time I've seen such a strange one."

Only then did Tan Zhao look at this swordsman named Ye Guhong. He had exactly the same clothes, and even his face looked somewhat similar, but this young man looked much younger than Ximen Chuuxue. If this was the first time seeing the two He is afraid that he will be identified as the son of Ximen Chuuxue.

Think about the one upstairs, Tan Zhao... let's not mention it.

"You two may have heard that I got into some trouble, but I didn't expect that Ye Guhong would come to kill me. I, Uncle Lu, didn't just stand up and let people kill me, but I caught his sword, and he Wanting to swing a sword to commit suicide...Are all swordsmen so unreasonable?" Lu Xiaofeng was full of bitterness.

Hua Manlou didn't speak, maybe he didn't like the profession of swordsman.

Tan Zhao responded with a smile: "Shouldn't I ask you this? So what are you going to do with him? He is about to wake up, and if he wants to commit suicide, you still have to follow him every step of the way?"

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng's face became even more bitter, why do you think he is so unlucky, this unlucky boy... no, unlucky boy! !Yes, there is an unlucky child living upstairs!

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes lit up instantly, he glanced at Huamanlou, pulled Tan Zhao and said, "Brother, you must help me this time."

Tan Zhao: "...when you say that, we are no longer brothers."

But my brother didn't have to do it, Laipigou can still do it. Ximen Rui woke up in the morning and took a pony step, and saw a white-clothed swordsman tied outside the door.

At a young age, Ximen Rui didn't know much about swordsmanship. He just thought this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Then he turned to look at his second uncle who was boneless and lazy when he woke up in the morning.

Tan Zhao blinked at him, and Ximen Rui heard the tied man in white speak, his voice was like ice and snow... It was unpleasant: "Are you the son of Ximen Chuuxue?"

No matter how you listen, the young master Ximen could hear a smell of dislike, and the bear child immediately became unhappy, he just kicked up, and being tied up must not be a good thing!