Qiao Heng heard Chu Liuxiang ask for his name, he didn't hide it much, and replied: "In the next surname, the original surname, the name Suiyun." ”

Chu Liuxiang felt that this name was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it for a while. He asked, "Yuan An's 'Yuan is lying high'?"

Qiao Heng shook his head and said, "No, it's excusable." With that, he picked up the flask and poured a glass of wine from each of their empty glasses.

Chu Liuxiang took a sip of the wine glass, and asked again, "Your Excellency is from Guanzhong?"

Qiao Heng: "That's true. ”

“...... Kannakahara clan. The expression on Chu Liuxiang's face at this time was extremely strange, as if he had thought of something incredible, and he then asked, "Your Excellency can recognize the original old owner of Wuzheng Mountain Villa?"

Qiao Heng replied with a smile: "It's my father." ”

Although Chu Liuxiang had guessed before, she still couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes after hearing what the other party said.

Who on this river and lake does not know the name of the original old owner of Wuzheng Mountain Villa, and who does not know that he is the most noble person in the contemporary rivers and lakes. No one wanted to have the opportunity to meet him, just because they knew that no matter what trouble they encountered, no matter how big the dispute, it would only be a matter of a word in front of the old owner.

In the same way, no one in the rivers and lakes knows that this former old owner who is high in both status and prestige has a son who has been blind since he was three years old, and a son who is talented but blind.

But this blind former young farmer revealed his identity in one sip, drank with him as usual, and even poured a glass of wine for each of them just now.

He, a normal person who can see with both eyes, has never noticed the abnormality of the other party's eyes, at most he just thinks that these eyes are too empty compared to others.

And now, it's all clear.

Chu Liuxiang also knew why the other party wanted others to read for him, instead of reading it himself.

The reason is so simple, so natural, just because he can't see it.

Chu Liuxiang didn't say any polite words such as "look up for a long time" and "real people don't show their faces", he just drank the wine in the cup violently, this habit was learned by him from his best friend Hu Tiehua, of course he had to drink when he was happy, and when he was unhappy, he had to drink a glass of wine.

He just felt that even though there were thousands of blind people in this world, it should not be the turn of this serene young man opposite, but God always loved people so unexpectedly.

It's actually a very enjoyable thing to chat with someone like Chu Liuxiang. He is naturally warm-hearted and funny, and he will speak with different faces in front of different people, just like he never puts on a crepe demeanor in front of a dart man who comes and goes in the wind and rain, and he never says something outrageous in front of Sven people. It is not particularly easy for a person who understands people's eyes to be annoyed by others.

However, in Chu Liuxiang's eyes, he didn't seem to be anything compared to the original young owner opposite. In all fairness, this former young farmer can even be called the best person he has ever met in his life.

Chu Liuxiang originally thought that this former young owner who was more like a scholar than a person in the rivers and lakes would talk to him, and the content of his speech would inevitably be as well-behaved and serious as him, such as talking about classics and history, pen and ink calligraphy and painting. But in fact, that's not all he mentions.

The south and the north of the world, the corners of Lingya, the old news of the previous dynasty, the secrets of martial arts, no matter what it is, this former young owner seems to be able to insert two sentences. Those folk anecdotes, he even came at hand.

It's hard to imagine how he could know so many things at such a young age.

When he said this, he didn't have a show-off attitude, he was just chatting with people in a tone of chatting with friends from beginning to end, it was such a relaxed and leisurely tone, and when the conversation was interrupted, Chu Liuxiang realized that the scope of this conversation was wide and the content was unprecedented, especially some of the secrets and old things involved, and when I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel a little numb.

Chu Liuxiang believes that the other party can realize that some of the things mentioned in his words should not be known by ordinary people at all, and only he, the young owner of Wuzhan Villa, who was born in the first family of martial arts, can cherish these things. But he still didn't shy away from saying it to him, just because the other party regarded him as a friend.

Since they are friends, they should be honest and trusting. Since the other party believes that he will not talk about these things casually, he will do it.

Chu Liuxiang gave a glass of wine and said, "The young owner of the village is well-informed and knowledgeable, and treats people with sincerity, I just hate not being able to know early." ”

Qiao Heng complimented: "To be able to make friends with Xiang Shuai, I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes I have to envy." ”

Chu Liuxiang smiled, "You and I don't want to continue to praise each other here, if this continues, the food will be cold." ”

After eating and drinking, Chu Liuxiang and Qiao Heng suddenly remembered something, slapped his thigh, and said, "Oh no, I made an appointment to meet someone, but I probably missed the time again." "It was like he was late again.

Qiao Heng: "The other party is the three confidantes of Xiang Shuai?"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose: "The young owner guessed correctly again,"

Qiao Heng said with a smile: "Xiangshuai should hurry up and go to the appointment, the girls are much more terrible than the men when they start the fire." ”

Chu Liuxiang felt the same way, and didn't know whether to laugh or sigh for a while. He arched his hand, and without saying anything, he hurried away.

Friend, I don't need to explain much.

Hua Zhen is really a very shy girl, at least on the surface. She was so shy that she didn't say a word when Chu Liuxiang was there.

She watched Chu Liuxiang's departing back for a while. When she retracted her gaze, she found that the former young farmer next to her was observing her, even though she knew that those dark eyes were obviously nothing, she was inexplicably flustered.

Hua Zhenzhen: "What?"

Qiao Heng: "It's okay, I thought you liked him." ”

She used to be a shy girl, and now when she heard this, her cheeks flushed even more. This should have been the woman's natural reaction with a little shame after being told that the center was in the center, but in her eyes, there was only annoyance, no shame. She said: "Please also ask the young owner to respect himself." ”

Qiao Heng just chuckled nonchalantly in response.

Hua Zhenzhen was aggrieved and embarrassed by her laughter, and she really couldn't think of what she did wrong. She had to quickly change the topic: "Chu Liuxiang is indeed a person worth befriending, but the young owner of the village is familiar with him at first sight?"

She heard him ask very slowly, "At first sight?"

"If it weren't for the acquaintance at first sight, how could the young owner tell him so many secrets without any worries?"

Qiao Heng said indifferently: "It's just some old accounts, so what's the matter." ”

Hua Zhenzhen: "Only people with the status of the young owner will not care about this, how can the young owner not think about how ordinary people will look at these * things?"

Qiao Heng: "How can Chu Liuxiang be an ordinary person?"

Hua Zhenzhen: "It's just a matter of words, the young owner thinks so highly of Chu Liuxiang, isn't it a sight to be?"

She saw the slightest hint of mockery in his eyes like a cold pool, or maybe something else, and before she could tell the difference, his eyes were back to the condensation she was familiar with.

He said: "If that's the case, what I'm talking about should be two or three things between Tianfeng Shishilang, Shi Guanyin, and Miao Monk Wuhua." ”

He said a lot of miscellaneous secrets of the rivers and lakes, but there was none of the things that were really related to Chu Liuxiang.

Hua Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, she had heard of two of these three names. If you ask who is the woman with the highest martial arts and the most beautiful appearance in the rivers and lakes? If you ask who plays the piano the best, who paints the best, whose poems are beautiful, and whose dishes are cooked wonderfully, people will only answer that there are no flowers. Although she felt that the former young owner next to her might not lose to Miao Seng Wuhua in the first three points, she felt that a young master like him who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers would definitely not be able to cook and cook.

She subconsciously asked, "Who is Feng Shishiro this day, and how can he be compared to the other two?"

Qiao Heng: "He is the husband of Shi Guanyin and the father of no flowers, why do you think he can be compared with the two of them?"

She almost exclaimed, how could Shi Guanyin be married to a wife? How could a gentle and kind monk like Wuhua be the son of Shi Guanyin, a murderous and ruthless female demon?

Hua Zhenzhen: "He doesn't spend it, he ......"

Qiao Heng just said casually: "Do you really believe that there are any perfect and boring people in this world? ”

Hua Zhenzhen's eyes widened, but he couldn't refute anything.

She thought that this was a secret that Wuzheng Villa had discovered by relying on her own fame and connections, but even the original owner of the village only knew one of these things. But Qiao Heng's coachman, like a deaf man at this time, didn't pay attention to or ask anything about what his young master said.

And Qiao Heng was even more so, he knew a qiē, but in front of Chu Liuxiang, he didn't say anything.

......

Autumn goes to winter, winter passes and spring comes, and another year passes.

Zhang Xiaolin, male, about thirty-five or sixteen years old, alcoholic, gambling, and impatient/sexual, this is Chu Liuxiang's new identity after disguise.

At this time, he was in the largest casino in Jinan City, "Happy/Huotang".

At the beginning of the lanterns, the pedestrians on the streets of Jinan City have gradually become scarce, and a few shops are preparing to close, while the happy/lively hall is still lively, with the sound of people, the sweat of men, the smell of fat powder of women, and the smell of alcohol and tobacco are mixed together, and it is impossible to tell what kind of smell it is.

"Zhang Xiaolin" smoked the dry cigarette handed over by the delicate maid of the Happy Hall, and after a while, he spit out a mouthful of white mist, took out two silver tickets of 10,000 yuan and pressed them on the table: "Bet on the Heavenly Gate." ”

In a blink of an eye, all the 20,000 yuan was lost.

The spectator next to him gasped.

This Zhang Xiaolin hugged a girl beside him disapprovingly, laughed a few times, and said indifferently: "I will win it back soon." ”

The girl's gentle body was embedded in his arms, and she reached out and stroked his chest, her face full of attachment.

He put the dry tobacco aside, took out another silver ticket with 30,000 taels from his bosom, and was about to re-stake it, but he was stunned.

His eyes were fixed on somewhere in the broad hall, without blinking. His eyes were strange, as if the thirty thousand taels of silver tickets in his hand had suddenly turned into three blank sheets of paper with three kings/eight drawn on them, and his watch was equally strange, as if he had seen a large rat suddenly leap in front of him, and it was still learning to meow in its mouth.

Because he saw someone who would not have been here and should never have been. In his eyes, the other party may appear in a certain martial arts competition, may appear in a literati gathering, or appear as a guest in a certain sect, but it is impossible to appear in a place like "happy/three/indiscriminate".

But that's where he is.

That person was none other than a friend he had just met a year ago, Yuan Suiyun, the young owner of Wuzheng Villa.

There's nothing better than that.