The old man sitting at the stone table in the courtyard estimated that he had been rolling the iron ball in his hand, and his hands were also tired. Seeing this, he beckoned to Guan Ping'an.

Hearing this, Guan Ping'an turned around and walked forward quickly, making a fist salute.

"How many years have you been practicing?"

Guan Ping'an blinked, "Two years." ”

"Yes, the next plate is very stable. The old man bowed slightly, "North legs?"

This girl is also a southern fist.

Hearing this, Guan Ping'an put his hands behind his back, straightened his small body, raised his chin and shook his head repeatedly, "The twenty-sixth generation of Emei Red Fist closed disciples." ”

The old man's face showed a thoughtful look, and his right hand began to roll the iron ball in his hand again, looking at him as if he was remembering something.

The little face behind the mask smiled happily.

Dumbfounded, right?

What is this girl's twenty-sixth generation, do you understand?

Before leaving, the family teacher said that the rivers and lakes are in trouble, and his old man no longer interferes in the affairs of the rivers and lakes. ”

"Master Ling's surname?"

"It's really hard for the younger generation to report the name of the teacher. Since more than 20 years ago, the old monk helped the family teacher calculate a hexagram, and he made a rule. ”

"Oh, who is the old monk?"

Not only you? But I said that you don't know either, just my father saw the old monk and got a small gourd.

Guan Ping'an blinked, "I wasn't born yet." After a pause, she continued, "I'm only nine years old this year. ”

The old man glanced at the old man Tian who was squatting in front of the upside-down room and sorting things out with a sack, and smiled, "What else do you want? I'll give you a cheaper price." ”

Guan Ping'an, who was holding the mask, lowered his head, "I spent all the money given by the master." As she spoke, her little feet crushed half of the bricks on the ground, "My family is poor." ”

The old man who handed over the mask saw that the topic of one old and one young had come to an end, and made a gesture to Xia Zhiyuan and walked to the stone table.

The old man rolling the iron ball glanced at Xia Zhiyuan, retracted his gaze and looked at the old man in front of him, "Looking for me?" Isn't the implication that it has been handed over to you to deal with?

"Master. The old man who handed over the mask attached to his ear, "The person was introduced by Zhao Da, and he wanted a good price, saying that he still had something in his hand." ”

Guan Ping'an squinted in Xia Zhiyuan's direction with disdain. She said that she was a disciple of Emei, so she didn't bother this old man?

"He's a fart. ”

That's right! Grandma crushed her with one kick!

"That?"

"The old rules. ”

Guan Ping'an blinked, I really wanted to ask what the old rules were. It's better to take advantage of the relationship, and we don't trade with him.

Wouldn't that pair of pens be hers?

Xia Zhiyuan, who had been paying attention to the movement on the other side of the stone table, watched the old man who received him approach, glanced at the old man Tian who was tidying up his things, and moved a few steps into the dark.

"This master, those who can enter this place are either old customers or acquaintances, and we have given the lowest price. Our master also has no son, the price of goods is high, and he has to raise a lot of orphans without a father and mother. ”

Xia Zhiyuan secretly sneered. If you don't give a low price, you can say it directly, and when you are a watch, you will also set up a memorial arch. Still raising orphans? There is no welfare home in Sijiu City.

"Look?"

Xia Zhiyuan nodded slightly.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves, can they really come and go away for nothing? He glanced at the old man Tian again, it seems that the transaction amount is still too small to attract people's attention.

While Xia Zhiyuan handed the old man a bag of things, he took off the briefcase tucked under his armpit, took out a piece of paper from his trouser pocket with one hand and handed it to him.

- Boarding fare.

The old man's heart suddenly tightened, and he shook his head decisively.

Of course, he understood that the ship was not going around the country, and they did have ships out to sea, but it was the flow of goods, not people.

What's more, there are rules for doing a line. When the day comes, when their group of people evacuates, it is really difficult to bring outsiders with them, except for their own relatives.

Xia Zhiyuan, who was about to compare two large and two small, was stunned, but he was also relieved. He couldn't say whether it was disappointment or anything in his heart, it was very complicated.

Go abroad?

A few years ago, he didn't have this thought, but what did he say? One bad thing is that the whole family is destroyed, but now to go? There is no need for the old man to remind him, even if he goes abroad smoothly, maybe what awaits him is also a life of death.

Xia Zhiyuan's eyes flashed.

Maybe he should respect his third sister's suggestion and grab a life-saving talisman first. After all, is it his own flesh and blood, when his grandfather is ruthless?

Xia Zhiyuan took the paper and crumpled it into a ball, and flashed the watch on his wrist at the old man, indicating that it was not too early, and they should trade early.

Guan Ping'an glanced at the two people who had completed the handover in the corner of the courtyard, looked disappointedly at the old man who was as steady as Mount Tai on the rattan chair, and sighed secretly.

"Huazi. The old man beckoned to the young man who had received Guan Ping'an.

"Master?"

"Go get that black box. ”

"Is it the one in your room?" the young man known as Huazi glanced at Guan Ping'an in surprise, "The slender black box?"

"Nonsense, go and get back. ”

Guan Ping'an blinked, watching Hua Zi answer and leave the courtyard door, she looked at the old man on the rattan chair with curiosity, "Old man, I really don't have any money." ”

Send her?

It's strange to believe that you're a bad old man.

Nothing to be courteous, the truth of either treachery or theft, she still understands Guan Ping'an. But where can she go to find her Emei Red Fist Twenty-fifth Generation Master?

"Do you know what I asked him to take?"

"It should be a sword. Guan Ping'an saw him with a faint smile, and pursed his lips, "What is the old man's surname?"

"Wang Tieqiu. ”

Guan Ping'an bared his teeth, this number?

But she still immediately gave it up, "I have admired it for a long time, and the younger generation has admired it for a long time." The younger generation's surname is Ye, known as Xiao Emei, who has lived in Shu for a long time, and this trip to Beijing is to visit his relatives. ”

Admire a ghost!

The corner of the old man's eyes couldn't help but glance at the crushed brick powder next to the little girl's feet, he couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth, put the iron ball on his lap, and solemnly surrendered his hand.

Guan Ping'an tilted his head and thought about it, and reached out to touch the crossbody on his body...... She suddenly took a few steps forward and came to the edge of the stone table to untie her bag.

Old man Wang Tieqiu raised his eyebrows.

Guan Ping'an took out a lump of leaves from his bag, respectfully took it out with both hands and put it on the stone table, and pushed it in the direction of the old man.

"It's not a valuable thing, I'll give you a little bit of money, no money. ”

The key is to care about the words "don't want money", and Guan Ping'an's tone is particularly aggravated. We are all big names in the rivers and lakes, are you embarrassed to accept a generous gift from a junior for nothing?!

Wang Tieqiu laughed, reached out to take it, glanced at the little girl, and tore it open.

This time it was Guan Ping'an's turn, and the corners of his mouth twitched. I knew that she would have put some steps in it, and without the iron ball, look at how you are still messing around.