Volume 1 The Boy Here Chapter 34 The Hidden Sword Villa

The sky was faintly bright, and the outside was hazy.

Yiyang stretched his waist, got up with a sense of sleepiness, and then lay on the quilt, yawned, and felt that there was nothing to do for a while, so he wanted to sleep for a while. But he felt that he had something to do today and couldn't sleep, so he kept lying on the quilt, half asleep. Until Nangong Tong's voice came......

"Senior brother, are you awake?" Daddy said we're packing up and we're leaving. ”

That horse was a bit special, that is, it didn't eat grass, it only ate meat, and it only drank wine. Last night, someone couldn't sleep after eating, so he paid attention to the horse, and the horse has been competing, and he wants to eat tender grass and drink boiled water for the horse, which is good for the body. It wasn't until late that he left because of Ma's extreme contempt and hatred.

Yiyang yawned again, then got up with difficulty, washed his face casually, and then accused himself with messy hair in the bronze mirror: "Look at you, you can't get along with that horse last night, you slept so late, you deserve to be unrefreshed in the morning." ”

Immediately, he in the mirror looked disdainful and snorted coldly, "Who let that ugly horse despise the master?" ”

"Then the old man has given you less grievances?" he said bitterly.

In the mirror, he retorted vigorously, "Uncle is a human being, not an animal, how can the young man be wronged by the animals? Besides, the old man is half dead, and the master is too lazy to care about him." ”

"Drink~忒 (tui)~" he spat in the mirror and said, "Fart." ”

He combed his hair, pinned the hairpin, yawned and stretched, and then took the Shadow Sword to the neighbor's house.

......

A rooster crows, and the morning sun dawns!

Wang Zhi led the horse to the side of the carriage at the foot of the mountain early, and the kid who Steward Cui somehow got stood beside Wang Zhi early, and the old man held Nangong Tong with one hand and Shuang'er with the other, standing in the yard, waiting for someone.

Nangong Xun carried two small burdens on his back, took Nangong Tong's wooden sword, walked out of the house, and said to the old man: "Sir, let's go!"

Then he said to Nangong Tong: "Xiaomo, bring an eye patch, Uncle Cui is below." ”

"Oh!" he obediently said.

The old man walked in front with the two children, Nangong Xun followed behind, and when he went out of the courtyard door, the little girl looked up and asked Nangong Xun: "Daddy, aren't we waiting for senior brother?"

"Don't wait, you have to believe your senior brother, he can do it!" Nangong Xun said to the little girl with a smile.

"Oh!" the poor little girl really believed.

After a while, Yiyang dragged two boxes out of the house, and saw that there was a breeze in the yard, and there was not a single ghost, so he was immediately angry, and his mouth was broken, "Old horseman, old bastard." ”

Then luck, carrying two boxes out of the courtyard gate, put down the boxes, turned around and closed the door, for the sake of insurance, went to check his yard again, and before leaving, he carved a few words on his courtyard door: Fat goose Come to the villa to find me

After reading it several times, I felt that with the IQ of the fat goose, I should recognize these words, so I left with peace of mind...... Carrying one, dragging one slowly away.

......

Steward Cui saw Nangong looking for him, and the old man walked in front, although he didn't know who the old man was, but since he could walk in front of the great elder, and he could still lead the little young master and young lady, his status must not be low, and it seemed that he was a Wensheng again, and he should be a gentleman.

So, he took a few steps forward, saluted the old man, and said, "Cui Jiu, the village manager of Nanshan Village, has seen Mr., Little Master, Miss, and Great Elder. ”

Wang Zhi held his hand to the old man and said softly, "Sir." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Forget it, this is not a major occasion, there is no need to care about these red tapes." ”

"Yes. ”

"Yes. ”

Nangong Xun put the burden on the carriage and said to the old man, "Sir, please get in the carriage." ”

The old man went to class in the carriage with the support of Wang Zhi, and Nangong Xun hugged Nangong Tong and Shuang'er into the carriage, and then looked at the mountain and waited for Yiyang.

After a while, Yiyang hung two boxes from above little by little, it seemed that the boxes were very heavy and he couldn't hold them.

Nangong Xun couldn't help but be a little worried, Wang Zhi was a little confused, and so was Steward Cui.

"Drink~The~" The horse looked at Yiyang, shook his head, and spat at Yiyang, looking at Yiyang like a fool.

Wang Zhi stroked the horse's neck and whispered: "It has nothing to do with you that he is shameless, don't throw him off later." ”

The horse mixed his mouth, expressing his displeasure. If it weren't for the sake of wine and meat, we wouldn't have given you this face.

Nangong Xun heard Wang Zhi's words, looked at Yiyang again, and suddenly put away all his worries, ignored Yiyang, and got into the carriage directly.

Yiyang slowly put the box into the carriage, and then said to Steward Cui on the side: "Steward Cui, we will be away for about a month, so what uncle asked you to help take care of the vegetable garden, remember." ”

Cui Jiuyi nodded again and again when he heard the Great Elder: "Don't worry, leave everything to me." ”

Cui Jiu was very satisfied with Nangong Xun's attitude Yiyang, nodded, and said, "Brother Wang, let's go." ”

After saying that, he got into the carriage.

Wang Zhi then drove the carriage away slowly, and Cui Jiu waved vigorously behind.

......

The group first came to Sanhe Town, found a post station, changed into a luxurious carriage, and then slowly walked towards the Tibetan Sword Villa.

The two children felt a little strange, but their father and brother didn't react, so they stayed quiet.

Yiyang probably guessed something, so he approached Nangong Xun and asked quietly: "Does the old gentleman go to the back mountain every once in a while? He came here twenty years ago, and I heard it all? I used to go openly, and the last time he lived with me for a while, why did he go quietly this time? What do you say the old gentleman has to do with the back mountain? Does it have anything to do with other people?"

He glanced at the old man, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, seemingly ignoring anything else.

Nangong Xun also replied to him in a low voice, "I don't know, I only know that the relationship between the Nangong family and Mr. is special, it has been a long time, and it has been like this when I was very young, you know, then go and ask the head of the family, he knows something, if you want to find out clearly, go to the top of the mountain villa to find the ancestors of the Nangong family who have retired, of course, you must first make sure that the person you are looking for is still alive." ”

"I'll go, won't I tell you that your ancestors are dead?"

"This is the secret of the family, only the head of the family knows a little about the old man, and the rest of the people don't know until they die, and only a few top people in the family can access this secret, and only the owners of the past generations can reach the top of the mountain. ”

"Oh!" It was only at this time that Yiyang noticed that the Nangong family was a bit mysterious and very different.

He looked at the old man and kept thinking about this question, what is the relationship between the old man and the Nangong family, and what is the relationship between Houshan and the old man?

Of course, he didn't think about what the back mountain had to do with him.

The carriage gradually approached the Tibetan Sword Villa, and from a distance you could see that there was a mountain gate at the foot of the mountain, with the words on the right: Hidden Mountain and No Sea to collect the Dao Tibet, and on the left it was written: Go to the sword with an ascent to the heart.

Directly above it is written: Tibetan Sword Villa

ps: limericks, write casually, don't care about this sentence.