At the majestic door of the Red Maple Villa, a poor little girl was dragging her voice and begging for two tall young male disciples.

"If you say that you are not allowed to enter, you are not allowed to enter, this is what the owner said, it is useless for you to beg me, little girl, you better hurry up and go down the mountain, the foot is faster, you can definitely get there before dark." ”

Shen Xingchen wanted to fist the eyes of the two little junior brothers, and suddenly a sentence of 'I don't know each other' suddenly appeared in my heart, in fact, this is not resentful of them, and people can't tell the difference between changing their faces, she is directly changing her body. But these still can't be Shen Xingchen's obstacles.

These two little junior brothers entered the Red Maple Villa two years ago, no matter their age, or their qualifications, they are as shallow as paper, don't look at both of them, they carry swords with them, but in fact, they can only order the kung fu of the three-legged cat, and they can't learn the essence of martial arts by practicing day and night, probably because they learned it late, Feng Xiaoxiao felt that these two people really didn't have the talent to practice dance skills, so they often sent them to the gate to stand guard, which could not only exercise their bodies and calm their minds. It can also reduce the obstacle for Feng Xiaoxiao to go out.

Shen Xingchen could defeat them in two or three moves like this, but she didn't want to do anything to her own people. Feng Longteng is a righteous person, but he is kind, so his disciples are very humble and soft, and they will not act easily or get angry, and they are all kind words and persuasions. Those who can help will never sit idly by. Shen Xingchen didn't pull out this lie until he figured out their temperament. Although it was a lie, it was absolutely fine, but what Shen Xingchen didn't expect was that they still refused to help, even if it was just a matter of asking a word.

Shen Xingchen didn't leave and continued to play tricks: "Why, I'm really the daughter of Miss Ah Shuang's distant relative." ”

The two disciples looked soft and seemed to be apologetic, but their bodies still expressed their attitude very honestly: love can't help.

Shen Xingchen continued to talk about Ah Shuang's origin and full name, as well as his approximate physical characteristics, as well as when she entered the Red Maple Villa. The two disciples glanced at each other, and they both touched their heads helplessly, although they came later than Ah Shuang, and some information was not clear, but according to the figure and appearance described by Shen Xingchen, they did sketch a Ah Shuang who was inseparable from ten in their minds. The suspicion in his heart gradually dissipated, and Shen Xingchen felt that there was a play, and he struck while the iron was hot.

"Little brother, just let me in, I really didn't lie to you, my father and mother are gone, they told me before they died, I must come to my cousin, I am a weak woman who has traveled thousands of miles, and I finally found someone, and you still don't let me see her, you are trying to force me to go to the road......"

The story was borrowed from which script, and Shen Xingchen added oil and vinegar, and the interpretation was general, and the two little junior brothers were really moved by compassion.

"I'll take you to meet someone, but I said in advance that you must follow me and not run around. The childish face had a serious expression unique to a scholar who was over half a hundred years old, which was quite peculiar, and Shen Xingchen nodded his head in thanks.

They left one person to continue guarding the door, and one person took Shen Xingchen into the Red Maple Villa. Hongfeng Villa originally stood on a flat bottom in one of the mountain peaks, there were no living households around, and the houses built were all the territory of Hongfeng Villa, covering an area several times that of the Yun family, and the number of people was quite a lot.

Feng Longteng's reputation is very loud in the rivers and lakes, in addition to being a person, more importantly, he is strong in martial arts. Teenagers who love martial arts, or sons and daughters who don't learn and don't know how to have a lot of capital, come on their own, or are forcibly sent in by their parents, and if they really want to learn martial arts, they will definitely be able to learn something, and even if they don't have the right mentality and poor qualifications, they can learn a few tricks to save their lives and strengthen their bodies. Therefore, Red Maple Villa has become a holy place for many people to choose martial arts.

Red Maple Villa is very abnormal, quiet and abnormal, and this time in the past was a good time for many disciples to practice. Although the school field is far away from here, not to mention breaking through the clouds, it is impossible to be quiet, but it is impossible not to hear a sound.

Shen Xingchen cautiously probed: "Hey, Red Maple Villa is not a place to practice martial arts, why is it so quiet?

Shen Xingchen opened a pair of big round eyes, trying his best to disguise himself as a simple little girl who was ignorant and curious. The little disciple turned his head suddenly, as if he had been offended, his eyes showed a look of unhappiness, and he retorted: "Don't talk nonsense, how is this possible, the senior brothers are very diligent and hardworking." How can you be lazy. You think that our disciples of Red Maple Villa are those small sects outside that have no system. ”

Practicing martial arts before forging the body, the body must also have a reasonable arrangement of time order, starting from the beginning of the day, and resting at the end of the day. Of course, it is not practiced all day, there are two regular practice times in the morning and afternoon, and the rest of the time when everyone practices together, you can learn from each other and advise, Feng Longteng often goes over to give everyone guidance, and later when Feng Xiaoxiao can be alone, Feng Longteng is happy to be leisurely, when he shakes his hands and is in charge.

It was because of the strict rules and regulations that Shen Xingchen was suspicious. Although Feng Xiaoxiao is gone, Feng Longteng is here, and Feng Longteng will not ignore those disciples of Hongfeng Villa. Unless there are special circumstances.

Shen Xingchen forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, and asked innocently: "Of course, Hongfeng Villa has such a big reputation and many disciples, if I were a boy, my mother would definitely send me here to learn martial arts. Little Senior Brother, your martial arts must be very strong, Bishop Zhuang, have you learned your martial arts?"

I can't hook up with Gao Qiang at all, I am still a child after all, and I was boasted a few words by Shen Xingchen, but I still couldn't hide a little smug dark color on my face.

"Generally speaking, do you think it's so easy to learn martial arts? I've only been here for two years, and I've only learned a little bit. The expression on the little disciple's face changed, and he said with some melancholy: "In the past, when the senior sister was here, he always led and guided us to practice together, and then there were some changes, so the master led us, but unfortunately the master and the master have been in poor health recently, and the disciples are concerned and worried. Therefore, I am not very interested in practicing, but I am still very conscious of practicing!"

Shen Xingchen only grasped the four words 'sick health' in a long series of words, and hurriedly asked: "The owner and his wife are unwell?

The little disciple looked at him suspiciously, and expressed urgent anxiety about people he didn't know, only to realize that this little girl was really warm-hearted, and didn't think much about anything else, and explained to her with a smile: "Actually, it's all heart disease, and the body is fine." ”

The so-called heart disease naturally refers to Feng Xiaoxiao's accident. Tang Shangyi's physique was not very good when she was young, it was difficult to conceive, and it was not easy to get Feng Xiaoxiao, so the husband and wife had a special love for this child, even if it was Feng Feifei, who was one year younger than her, it was not comparable. It can be imagined how painful the couple will be after knowing that Feng Xiaoxiao had an accident.

However, junior brother, do you hate me for often letting you guard the door? When it comes to this red-faced senior sister, don't say crying and nostalgic, and don't laugh, otherwise I feel that I may be too kind to you, and I still stand guard too little!

Xu is Shen Xingchen's gaze was too direct, the little junior brother touched his head, and felt that the eyes of some little girls were a little strange, like sharp needletips, like burning flames, and there was a slight sharp pain in the sight, and there seemed to be a certain meaningful ill-will in his eyes.

The little disciple couldn't say anything wrong, but the smile froze on his lips, but it was only for a moment, he smiled and continued: "But I believe it will get better soon!"

This little junior brother obviously had something to say, but no matter how Shen Xingchen knocked on the side, he didn't answer

, always with a light smile on his face, a godly posture that cannot be revealed. Shen Xingchen didn't dare to be too obvious, it would be bad if he was suspicious.

Everyone knows that heart disease still needs heart medicine. But for the dead, only by recognizing the facts can they free themselves, self-relief is the best medicine, three months, they have been suffering for three months, three months is too long. Being forgotten is a kind of cruelty, but this kind of cruelty can cut off the pain of living relatives, it is not cruelty for Shen Xingchen, but a kind of happiness. If she had the right to choose a time, she would prefer that time period to be as short as possible.

In the past few months in the Yun family, she was most relieved of her parents, and now she heard from the mouths of others that they were still fine, and her hanging heart finally settled down. Shen Xingchen followed the little disciple in a winding way for a while, stopping at a gazebo in a courtyard.

"You just wait here, don't go anywhere, you know?" The little disciple spoke like coaxing a child, Shen Xingchen was really helpless, her body was thin and her face was immature, according to her age, she was still a full year old.

The little junior brother didn't see a trace of sincerity that was valued from Shen Xingchen's performance, and the expression on his face suddenly became serious: "Did you hear me speak, sit here and don't move, especially you don't have to go to the West Courtyard!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed in a direction, Shen Xingchen said the direction of his finger and looked over, a full moon-shaped door, a quiet bluestone path, where this road led Shen Xingchen knew it. Shen Xingchen nodded solemnly.

The two sisters are still and moving, and their personalities are diametrically opposed, but fortunately, they are about the same age, and their hobbies are more or less the same, and they often live in a room when they are younger, and they are separated when they are older, saying that they are two courtyards, but there is an extra wall in the middle, and a door is just added, which is convenient for the two to visit the door.

Although the two sisters also have disagreements, they can reconcile after a day or two of fighting. The people around have long been accustomed to this mode of getting along with the two. But Shen Xingchen still heard a trace of abnormality in what the little disciple said just now. Even after Feng Xiaoxiao died for a long time, she still thought that there was no problem between the two, although she now suspected that Feng Feifei had a grudge against her.

The little disciple seemed to know something, she didn't ask, and he didn't give her a chance to ask.

The little disciple was satisfied this time, and stepped forward to urge the door to enter the door, and Ah Shuang appeared in front of Shen Xingchen after a while.