Chapter 118: I've Seen a Portrait of a Mister
The old man suddenly gasped, as if he remembered something, and stood up suddenly, looking at Ion Xuan in shock.
"I remember...... I've seen the portrait of my husband ......"
"Shh......h
Ion Xuan's fingertips quietly stood up, and he chuckled: "Buddha said...... Thou shalt not say, thou shalt not say ......"
The old man's eyes looked at Ion Xuan again, shook his head involuntarily, and said in a trembling voice: "How is it possible? How can it be? Oh my God......"
Ion Xuan sighed helplessly, shook his head and drank the cup of tea, and smiled indifferently.
"Do you know how to drink tea?"
The old man didn't seem to have woken up from the shock, looked at him in a daze, and shook his head slightly: "What does Mr. mean ......"
"The first cup of tea, the tea tastes light, so I have to give it up...... The third cup of tea, the tea taste is indifferent, so tasteless...... Therefore, the second cup of tea is the best time to taste tea......"
The old man's eyes looked at the tea in Ion Xuan's hand, and finally sat down slowly, just sitting on the corner of the chair with trepidation, extremely respectful.
"Forgive the students for being stupid...... I don't know what Mr. means by that? ”
"Life is like this tea, some people have been drinking the first cup all their lives, although the tea is light, but they are reluctant to give it up, they would rather be tasteless, but also willing to eat it...... Some people think that the second cup is the true meaning of life, and those who should be willing to give up and give up all know how to let go......"
The old man's somewhat cloudy eyes gradually became clearer, and looking at Ion Xuan's gaze, there was even a kind of reverence.
"The student understands what the gentleman means...... In fact, Mr. Bu said that the student once asked to see the master, and he calculated a hexagram for the student...... He said that when you give up, you can leave people with fragrance......"
His gaze looked at the assassin outside, and said calmly: "Actually, the student already knows his calamity, and he has no intention of retreating with his whole body...... But...... It's so unwilling, so it's really ashamed to think about struggling...... Now that I can see my husband, this life is enough......"
He stood up and bowed respectfully to Ion Xuan, then took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked slowly towards the door.
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As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four legs, and a good man can't stand a lot of people.
Like a steady stream of tides, the assassins dispersed in waves, and in circles, they firmly controlled Ziye in that place in an orderly manner, and they couldn't move the slightest bit of the road.
Fortunately, with every time she exhausted her strength, the dantian would always automatically send a little aura to enrich her tired breath, so that the wolf bèi hugged her own life.
On the other hand, Yun Dake is not as lucky as her, there are no less than ten wounds on her body, large and small, although she can barely meet the enemy, but it is already the end of the strong crossbow, and it can't last long.
Zi Ye gritted his teeth and fought off an assassin again, and was about to step forward to help Yun Da, but suddenly heard him roar in panic.
"Teacher ......"
Ziye's heart suddenly mentioned, and instinctively turned her head to look at the longevity room.
I saw that on the railing in front of the Shouzi room, the white-haired old man stood tremblingly on it, looking indifferent and calm.
"You are here today...... It's nothing more than trying to take me away and learn something from my mouth...... Now, go back and tell your master, and from now on he can break this thought once and for all......"
The Assassins also stopped their attacks, looking at each other as if they did not understand what he was trying to do.
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