"Wife, come, take this. ”

During the meal, Chen Wangbei took the opportunity to give Liu Muyu all the talismans.

"What is this?"

Liu Muyu looked at the talisman that was put into the sachet and said a little curiously.

"Oh, I have nothing to do today, I went to a Taoist temple and asked for a talisman to give it to you. ”

Chen Wangbei smiled faintly, and then put the sachet with lotus flowers into Liu Muyu's hand, the sachet was bought by a boutique for fifteen yuan when Chen Wangbei just went out to buy vegetables.

"Amulet?"

Liu Muyu was stunned for a moment, then opened the sachet and looked at it, and when she found that it was actually a triangular amulet that had been folded, she immediately smiled.

"Hahaha, husband, do you still believe this?"

Liu Muyu covered her small mouth and smiled.

"What's the matter, amulet. ”

Chen Wangbei looked at Liu Muyu, who was smiling like Hanhan, and was a little confused.

On the other side, Liu Ling'er, who had been eating quietly, also smiled, and then reached out to take Liu Muyu's talisman to take a look.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Wangbei opened her hand.

Liu Ling'er was aggrieved, and then said, "Brother-in-law, why are you so stingy, don't I just take a look?"

"Look at what, come, you have a share. ”

After speaking, Chen Wangbei also took out a sachet with chrysanthemums tattooed on it and handed it to her.

"I'll go, why is mine a chrysanthemum?"

Liu Ling'er's eyes widened, and then she said a little dissatisfied.

"What's the matter? I'm not satisfied, that's all there are in the boutique, I don't want it, don't want it, then you can pay me back." ”

As he spoke, Chen Wangbei was about to snatch it from Liu Ling'er.

"Eh, what's the reason to go back to what you sent out?"

Liu Ling'er put the sachet into her arms.

Chen Wangbei also shook his head with a smile when he saw Liu Ling'er's appearance of "protecting food".

Although the action was very simple, the two girls didn't know how much effort Chen Wangbei had spent to draw two spirit runes comparable to second-grade spirit treasures.

…………

In Beijing, in an antique courtyard, the courtyard is blue bricks and gray tiles, and the walls are full of vitality and are creepers, under a tall osmanthus tree in a corner, two old men, two rocking chairs, a chessboard, and a fragrant tea, just quietly playing.

The two old men are both senile dragon clocks, shining on their faces that have suffered from vicissitudes in the afterglow of the sunset. Although the two old men looked like they were in their twilight years, the aura they exuded was extraordinary, because their identities were staggering.

One of the old men, when he dropped the last chess piece, suddenly let out a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, I'm sorry, Brother Hongchang, the old man is slightly better again." ”

On the other side, when the white-bearded old man saw that his general was being eaten again, he also sighed: "Hey, it's another step away, Brother Yuanchao, your chess skills have improved a lot, and you have never won a few times in chess for most of your life." ”

The old man's surname is Qingming Hongchang, and ordinary people probably have nothing special when they hear this name, except that the surname is a little special, but if the people from the special departments above hear this name, they will definitely be shocked.

Qing Hongchang, he is a person from the special department of Huaguo, but he is the older generation. Although he has retired now, his cultivation has reached the peak of martial arts for several years, and he is only one step away from the realm of the grandmaster.

But it was the difference of this step, as if it was like a heavenly ravine, completely separating him from the realm of the grandmaster.

Qing Hongchang frowned slightly, looked at the chess pieces that had settled on the chessboard, and sighed slightly, and the old man sitting opposite him was naturally not simple.

He is the founder of the Qiansheng Group, Jiang Yuanchao. Although he has abandoned the army and engaged in business for decades, he is still an honorary major general in Huaguo, after all, he was a veteran soldier who shed blood for the motherland to resist US aggression and aid Korea.

"Why is Brother Hongchang sighing? Is it because he lost a game of chess pieces to me?"

Jiang Yuanchao sat upright, looked at Qing Hongchang opposite and asked with a smile.

"No, I sighed, because of the matter of cultivation. Qing Hongchang shook his head, "You also know that I have been at the peak of martial arts for decades, and my longevity is about to expire, if I can't break through the realm of the grandmaster in the remaining five years, I'm afraid I will have to drive to the west." ”

Jiang Yuanchao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said angrily: "Death is death, why do you drive a crane to the west, what are you dragging to me Wen Zou Zou, have you forgotten the days when we carried guns together to fight the rice country? At that time, I was not afraid of death, and now the older I get, the more I will do more like a girl?"

"Who are you talking about, Jiang Bald Donkey, if you talk nonsense, I'll beat you!"

Qing Hongchang's eyes widened.

"What are you talking about, Qing Hongchang, I hate people scolding me for being a bald donkey, if I hadn't been blown up like this back then, I would be a bald man now?"

Jiang Yuanchao also slapped the table unceremoniously and scolded back.

The two glared angrily, and after a few minutes, suddenly both of them smiled, lay back on the rocking chair, and sighed: "Hey, old man, I don't know how many years I can quarrel with you like this, I miss it!"

"Who's to say it isn't. Qing Hongchang also shook his head with emotion, and then looked at Jiang Yuanchao and said, "Brother Yuanchao, your sick ......"

"Harm, don't talk about it, it's still the same. ”

Jiang Yuanchao, who was originally laughing, also sighed leisurely when he heard this.

"I heard that you had another illness last month?" Qing Hongchang glanced at him, and then said bitterly: "It's useless to blame me, if I have reached the realm of a grandmaster, I'm afraid you will have a way to cure this disease." ”

"Don't say that. If you hadn't been pressing me with your true qi, I'm afraid I would have turned into a handful of loess, old man, and I would have thanked you. ”

Jiang Yuanchao smiled at Qing Hongchang with a sincere face.

Qing Hongchang was silent when he heard this, but he kept shaking his head.

"But then again, Brother Hongchang, if I really leave one day, I hope you can find a cure for my illness as soon as possible, I don't want to harm my Jiang family's children and grandchildren because of me. ”

"Don't worry, even if I die, I will do my best to keep the fire for your Jiang family!"

Qing Hongchang's body trembled, and then nodded seriously.

"Thank you very much......

"Our two brothers, are you still talking about this? In the original battle to resist rice and aid Korea, if you hadn't turned the tide alone, I wouldn't have survived until now, it's also infuriating, that rice guy also lost his conscience, and at the last moment he actually put such a vicious ancestral curse on you......"

Speaking of this, Qinghong Changqi's teeth itched, Jiang Yuanchao's strange disease was because of the bane left by that war.

"Okay, what's the use of saying that? It's been all these years. ”

Jiang Yuanchao poured a cup of tea for Qing Hongchang.

"yes, it's useless to talk about that now. Qing Hongchang also nodded, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then said, "Brother Aiding Korea, do you have any other wishes you want to fulfill?"

"Wish?" Jiang Yuanchao's palm trembling as he poured the tea, and then said with a look of hope: "If I can, I want to go back to my homeland to see ......"