Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Su Family
The most attractive thing about this river and lake is that it can involve the largest character and the smallest character in the same story, so the deeper you go, the more truly complex it becomes.
Nancheng Gulou Street, I don't know why, this street with a long history, today is unusually empty, the only few teahouses have also closed the shutter door, a gust of cold wind blowing, giving people a bit of desolate feeling.
And on the drum tower that has been weathered by wind and frost in the years, there is a beautiful woman, who seems to not eat the fireworks of the world, but her eyes carry the entire rivers and lakes.
This is the description in the heart of the man behind the woman who is full of scars on one side, the two stand together, and for no reason give people a feeling of beauty and beast, on one side is pleasing to the eye, and on the other hand, the scars are unbearable.
But in a sense, the two are the same.
The two hands were clasped together, one white and transparent, the other covered with burns.
"Bamboo leaf green. โ
"Su sentient beings. โ
The woman is a highly poisonous bamboo leaf green ยท
The man is a ferocious spotted hyena ยท
After hearing the name Su Zhongsheng, Zhu Yeqing's expression was a little subtle, she silently looked at the man in front of her, very invincible, whether it was momentum or eyes, she couldn't find any flaws, and the man standing behind this man was not a mortal, both of them should be at the top of the food chain in this river and lake.
"Three-character sword, in your hand?" Su Zhongsheng took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, and the soft box of Zhongnanhai popped out one Looking at the bamboo leaf in front of him, he hesitated, but after all, he still didn't hand it, and lit it by himself and took a deep breath.
"Yes and no. The woman's words were very vague, which made Su Zhongsheng frown.
"But it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Luo Qingcang will definitely come to me, isn't it?" The woman who seemed to be Zhu Yeqing chuckled, she probably knew very well what the man in front of her wanted, and for some reason, she could feel a trace of the same thing in this man as someone.
Su Zhongsheng slowly showed a wicked smile, he likes to deal with smart people.
"After the deed is done, you will be able to really step into the top of this river and lake. Su Zhongsheng said, it seemed that for him, this was his absolute pride, and it was all his beliefs.
The woman didn't show any snickering expression, but her face was unusually calm, she just turned around and muttered in a voice that she could only hear.
What I want to step into is not the top of this river and lake, but the top of this river and lake.
Slowly, she may have found what she had been looking for.
The wind blows through this wounded city, and this day will be very long, long, many people believe in it.
A faraway corner.
The dim hut is filled with a pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine, an old man wearing a long robe from the Republic of China period sits on a wooden chair, holding an old smoking gun in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, full of white hair, and wrinkles growing wantonly.
On the small bed directly opposite the old man, a man who was almost wrapped in what looked like a rice dumpling was lying and still looked unconscious.
After smoking the cigarette in the cigarette gun, the old man knocked on his head slightly, put his hands behind his back, and left the hut awkwardly.
The cottage is located at the foot of a large mountain, about 100 meters in front of it is a village, the name of the village is Qinglong Village, it looks like a famous name, but it is almost isolated from the world, the times have stopped changing here, but in this place, there are still rivers and lakes.
The old man stood in front of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, knocking on his cigarette from time to time, looking at the small village, the road from which he came, as if waiting for something.
It wasn't until the sun was about to set on the other side of the mountain that a figure appeared on the path, which was almost pedestrian, and the silhouette of a woman appeared.
The old man put down his cigarette gun, and a few more coins in his hand, kept wandering between his fingers.
This foreign woman is not a bystander, it is Guo Qingyi, who came from Beicheng non-stop, and her identity is delicate.
On the bright side, the sharp blade of the Xia family in the capital, and on the dark side, Chen Tianshi's only female apprentice, Luo Qingcang's senior sister, is also the "senior sister" of the lone wolf lying in the house.
In the face of this woman who came alone, the old man's expression was a little serious, and even the condensation in his eyes was even heavier than when facing Luo Qingcang, as if this woman was a more terrifying existence than Luo Qingcang.
It's not that this woman is much better than Luo Qingcang, but that this woman is very important to him now.
Guo Qingyi stepped into this small courtyard with almost no visitors, smelled the pungent smell of Chinese medicine, and understood something, and stopped at a distance of five or six meters from Su Baosen, before he spoke: "My master Chen Tianshi has already done enough for the Su family, so I don't owe anything to the Su family, I am not Luo Qingcang, I will not be stupid enough to embark on such a road of no return, if you stand with you now, then I may disappoint you, old man." โ
Su Baosen listened, was silent, and did not speak.
Guo Qingyi continued: "If you feel that you can't get over it in your heart and think that I owe something to the Su family, then even if you can take my life with me, today, I won't make a move, and if I really want to make a move, I won't come to see you alone." โ
Su Baosen was still silent, just staring at the woman in front of him who could barely tell her age.
Twenty years old?
Thirty years old?
Forty years old?
If Luo Qingcang represents the invulnerability of a man.
Then the woman in front of her is the demon who represents the woman.
Thinking about it, so that both of them came from the same person's hands, did Chen Tianshi, who shaped such two people, really understand ghosts and gods?
Su Baosen shook his head, he had never thought like this, he knew that the old man was just a person, an old man who tossed and turned in the hospital bed in his old age and couldn't sleep, but what he had endured was too much.
"I know a little bit about the grievances back then, although I don't know if this is the truth, the Su family is destroyed, no wonder someone, only complains about the current situation, and now the Su family is just left with you, do you think you can really ask for an explanation?"
Finally, under Guo Qingyi's sentence, Su Baosen finally spoke: "In the rivers and lakes, there are no more living people, what does the Su family owe..."