Knowing the origin of the other party, I am not so embarrassed, since this old man Chen has worked with my grandfather, he must also have some scruples about me.

That's right, you Chen Guwei is a big man, and pinching me to death is no different from pinching an ant to death.

But behind this ant, there is another elephant, you have to be a little scrupled, don't you?

Sure enough, he just shook his mouth, and did not attack because of my rudeness, and then sneered without saltiness, and put his hands behind his back, "The child of the old Lin family is so disrespectful, it is really lamentable, okay, the old man invited you to come today, not to chew your tongue with you, I have a few questions, please be sure to answer me honestly." ”

I frowned, what kind of problem?

He knocked on the table, swaggered down, and then fixed his deep gaze on me, with scrutiny and pressure in his tone, "Of course it's about the Li family, I want you to tell me what happened to me, and it's best not to miss any details." ”

Hearing this, Chen Xuan and I both breathed a sigh of relief, the feelings were just routine inquiries, not really interrogation.

"Okay, old-timers, please listen to me. The person who spoke this time was Chen Xuanyi, who spoke in a calm tone, without joy or sorrow, and told us why we landed on the island, who we came into contact with on Hong Kong Island, and how we got involved with the Li family.

Chen Lao listened carefully, frowning and nodding from time to time, until Chen Xuan began to tell the second half of the story, talking about various experiences in the botanical garden, that he frequently asked questions and threw out a lot of questions.

What this old man is most concerned about is not how much danger Chen Xuanyi and I have encountered, nor what kind of torture Zhao Xu, as an intelligence officer, has suffered, but has repeatedly asked some questions about the "Soul Rejuvenation Grass".

He behaved like this, Chen Xuanyi and I suddenly felt like a mirror in our hearts, feeling that this old guy personally received us, and his purpose was to cultivate the "Soul Rejuvenation Grass" for the Li family for more than ten years.

I don't know what is so amazing about this thing, even this Chen Guwei is so interested in it?

As if sensing my suspicions, Chen Guwei coughed lightly and defended himself, "This soul reviving grass is indeed a treasure of heaven and earth, it is said that it blooms once every three hundred years, and it bears fruit every five hundred years, and it has a magical soul-reviving effect, but the old man asked him about his whereabouts, not for his own selfish desires, but to maintain the overall situation of the entire Hong Kong Island. ”

Hehe, the words are so beautiful, what is called three hundred taels of silver here?

I have reason to believe that this old man was so eager to approach us because he came for the Soul Restoration Grass Fruit.

After saying three points, there is no need to delve into it, Chen Xuanyi and I looked at each other, and then spoke, "It's a pity that in the end, that thing was still asked to go back by Li Miao, and the scene at that time was like today, Chen Xuanyi and I were alone overseas, coerced by the other party, and had to submit." ”

There was a thorn in my words, and Old Chen must have listened to it, but he didn't care, shook his head and said, "Heavenly Demon Hand Li Miao, who was once ranked among the top ten elders of the Restoration Society, is a character who stomps his feet and even trembles the earth, and it is really surprising that the two of you can retreat when you meet him." ”

I frowned secretly, and said in my heart, what do you mean by this? It is reasonable to let me and Chen Xuanyi die on the island?

Chen Xuanyi took the lead in snatching the words, and said to Chen Lao, "The younger generation is also very puzzled, the Heavenly Demon at that time spit out to deal with us, but the matter between the hands, but in the end, he still chose to let us return safely, this matter is indeed strange." ”

Chen Lao nodded, and then teased, saying that there is only one reasonable explanation, when Mount Tai was in the first battle, this old guy was injured by the Qingzhou Tiger, and since then he has returned to the mountains and forests, and now decades have passed, and the injury may not be able to break the root, and he can only rely on the soul revival grass to continue his life, and now he is afraid that he has run out of oil and dried up.

I was amazed and asked, "Such a powerful person can also be injured by a tiger?"

Chen Lao glanced at me, as if he was very disdainful of my knowledge, and coughed before giving an explanation.

The so-called Qingzhou Tiger is not a tiger in the real sense, but one of the "Eight Cultivations" of the broken knife Peng Qiye, this person was young, with a family heirloom of the five tigers broken door knife mastery, the entire cultivation world has not met an opponent, everyone on the rivers and lakes is afraid of it like a tiger, so it has won the name of "Qingzhou Tiger", and it is also a figure standing on the top of the pyramid of the cultivation world.

I was dismissed by him, and then I realized that I knew very little about all kinds of anecdotes, so I simply stopped speaking.

Chen Lao sighed, his eyes were far away, and he seemed to recall many past events, and then said coldly, "When Taishan fought a battle, the world was famous, and eight Central Plains heroes gathered at the top of Mount Tai to face the ten elders of the Demon Sect, and both sides had their own victories and defeats. ”

I was shocked, "So, my grandfather is also one of the 'Eight Cultivators'?"

Old Chen's face was grim, but he still nodded and said, "When your grandfather was in his prime, he walked in the rivers and lakes with a short blade of dragon slashing, and broke through the great reputation of the 'Ghost Eye Knife', and Qingzhou Tiger and Peng Qiye were ranked in the south and north. As for the old man, he walked in the world with an iron ruler, and he was fortunate enough to fight side by side with your grandfather. ”

Talking about this memory, he looked arrogant, as if faintly revealing a little smugness, and then retracted his complexion, and looked at me with stern eyes again,

"After the battle of Mount Tai, the eight cultivators went into hiding, and the ten elders of the Demon Sect have fallen apart since then, some have fallen, and some are like the heavenly demon hand Li Miao, still living in the world, I tell you this past of the rivers and lakes, but also to remind you not to be strong in trouble, so as not to be proficient in learning and art, and die in the rivers and lakes, ruining the reputation of the 'Eight Cultivators'. ”

In the face of his "earnest teaching", I can only sneer.

To put it nicely, why does this old man care about my life or death? It's just to make a name for himself, and he's just pretending to be here to make a name for himself.

To tell the truth, if you want to talk about cultivation, this old Chen, who was known as the "Iron Ruler Zhenjiang" back then, can definitely be called a figure standing on the top of the mountain in the cultivation world, looking at all the martial arts predecessors I have encountered before, I am afraid that only the mad sword Pu Zhenshan, and last night's Heavenly Demon Hand Li Miao can compare.

It's a pity when it comes to being a human being...... It's really hard to evaluate.

At this point, the conversation came to an abrupt end, Chen Lao didn't get what he wanted to hear from me and Chen Xuan, his face was very cold, and he stood up coldly to see off the guests.

Chen Xuan and I wished to leave early, so we both said goodbye, but just as I was about to leave, he suddenly stopped me and coldly left a paragraph, "Lin Feng, although you are the heir of the Lin family, what you have learned is too thin, if something happens in the future, it is best to weigh it in advance, so as not to cause trouble to your grandfather!"

"Secondly, I want to warn you, your second uncle Lin has gone to the northwest, I am afraid that a catastrophe will come soon, if you still miss the friendship between uncle and nephew, it is best to find him as soon as possible. ”

What the?

My eyebrows trembled, my sweat was scared, and I hurriedly turned around and asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of my second uncle?"

The old man refused to go on, his eyes revealed an inexplicable playfulness, and said I only know that he went to the northwest, as for what he wants to do, what troubles will there be, but I don't know much about it, if you care about your second uncle, go to the northwest to investigate by yourself.

With that, he waved his hand and reminded me that it was time to go.

I suspected that the old fellow must know something, but he deliberately hid it, refused to tell me, and was about to continue asking, but when he looked at the old face that was as hard as cold iron, he closed his mouth in understanding.

Obviously, he won't waste too much time on a small character like me, and making an exception is already extraordinarily "gracious".