It is also a small loft with three floors, carved with birds and beasts.

The waiter of the Crane Garden parked the car in front of the attic, and then led Duanmu Ci out of the car, saying, "The master of the garden is in the pavilion, and please ask Mr. to move and see him." ”

Since he came to someone else's place as a guest, he naturally had to abide by the rules of the master of this party, which was the most basic etiquette, Duanmu Ci naturally would not be unaware, he nodded, "Got it, thank you." ”

The waiter of the Crane Garden led the way for the guests in front, Duanmu Ci followed behind, and entered the Ming Dynasty attic that can almost be regarded as an antiquity one after another, speaking of which this is not the first time he has come here, in those years it was the boudoir of the sister of the owner of the Crane Garden, and he had come here to cough and cough to teach calligraphy and painting

It's really just teaching, right?

As he approached the wooden ladder, the waiter stopped and said, "The master of the garden is on it, and I invite you to meet you, so I can only send it here, sorry." ”

"Hmm." Duanmu Ci nodded, and then climbed the stairs, this pavilion has a history of nearly three hundred years, so this wooden staircase should have the same years. Although it has been carefully maintained, it is still inevitable that there will be some "squeak" when you step on it.

After two folds, Duanmu Ci stepped on the end of the wooden ladder and found that although the furnishings here were slightly different, in general, the style had not changed much, but it was more atmospheric.

There were also some servants on this floor, who stood only a little sparsely, and when they saw the guest coming, they bowed slightly, and led him into an inner room in an attic.

Duanmu Ci stood in front of the door, did not hesitate, knocked on the door and stepped in.

The layout of this inner room is very simple, one might even say monotonous, but simple and elegant, and it looks very comfortable. Next to the flower arrangement under the wooden lattice window, the author of an old man with white hair, was facing out of the window, and when he heard someone coming in, he looked back, and when he saw Duanmu Ci, his eyes lit up.

"Like! It's so similar! The old man read loudly.

Duanmu Ci didn't know why, he didn't know the old man in front of him, and he didn't know what he was looking for himself, so he stepped forward and asked, "In the lower Duanmu Ci, I don't know which old gentleman is in person?" ”

The old man's head nodded more and more diligently, "Not only does it look alike, but even it speaks alike!" "Nonsense, do you want Duanmu Ci to pop out a few half-white words, the characteristics are obvious?

Duanmu Ci was just about to say something, but the old man suddenly said again, "Who are you Duanmu Yan?" ”

Duanmu Yan?!

Groove ...... Duanmu was terrified......

Who is Duanmuyan?

Duanmu Yan is his trumpet vest during the Republic of China!!

Legend has it that Duanmu Ci saw that the land of the motherland was full of smoke but hopeful, so he walked the rivers and lakes as an overseas businessman and a student, and his name was Duanmu Yan...... Of course, it's not just that.

In Duanmuci's long life, countless pseudonyms have been used, and there are even many that have left traces in history! In front of these glorious trumpets, Duanmuyan's vest can be said to be unknown, and he has never done anything big, at most, he played soy sauce in the era when warlords were fighting and the Japanese were rampant, and he didn't leave any traces in history.

But such a most inconspicuous trumpet is now recognized! Duanmu was caught off guard.

The old man sat there waiting for Duanmu to reply, obviously with kind eyebrows, but the essence in his eyes was hot, and he was on crutches with both hands, like a warrior who had learned Zen and still clenched his sword under his sleeves.

Duanmu Ci felt a thunder in his heart, but the description remained the same, and his voice was not shocked, "Duanmu Yan is the grandfather of the younger generation, and he has already died ten years ago. He quickly calculated the age in his mind, and then sorted out the generations. As for saying that he is "immortal", he is not taboo...... If you live for two thousand years, you are not taboo......

The old man seemed to sigh with emotion, "Alas, God is jealous of talents." The old man also had a relationship with your great-grandfather back then-my name is Shen Yadong, and I am a friend of your great-grandfather. ”

Shen Yadong?

Duanmu Ci only thought about it for a moment, and then remembered this person.

At that time, it was still the 28th year of the Republic of China, and now it is said that in 1940 AD, an exciting battle was launched on the land of China - the Battle of the Hundred Regiments, and Shen Yadong was still an ordinary regiment commander in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region at that time, responsible for destroying a certain section of the enemy's railway.

In the later stage of the battle, Shen Yadong's troops had made a lot of achievements and were hated by the Japanese invaders, so in a counterattack, they focused on killing and injuring Shen Yadong, causing heavy casualties. At that time, their conditions were very difficult, they lacked food and medicine, and their supplies could not keep up, so they were almost cut off.

At that time, Duanmu Ci happened to run a grain store and a pharmacy in a nearby county, so he gave Shenya a lot of support to help them get through the difficulties, and at the same time formed a relationship, but because of their respective identities, two months later, they both had to wave their hands and separate.

Later, the whole of Asia became a pot of porridge, and China was the core of the rice spoon stirring in this pot of porridge, Shen Yadong, as a soldier, was naturally ordered to fight everywhere, and Duanmu Ci also constantly changed his whereabouts with the spread of the war, so the two have never met again.

Now it is probably another meeting between the two after 70 years, Duanmu Ci's gaze shuttles through time and space, as if he can still see the shadow of the hot-blooded man in front of him in front of the young general; But Shen Yadong could only "meet and not know" the old man.

It is obviously a beautiful scene of the reunion of the old people, but for Duanmuci, what kind of desolation is this?

He is still his old man, but he has become the son of his old man......

Although the era of the Republic of China has been a long time ago, this time has not been long enough to kill all the people of that era, for example, the old butler in Chicago is still there, so he occasionally meets people from the past, and it feels like he has returned to that era.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and Duanmu Ci also knows that this is definitely not the last, as long as he can continue to live like this, this kind of thing will only happen more and more...... More and more ......

Duanmu Ci restrained his emotions and bowed slightly to the 90-year-old old man, "The younger generation has seen Shen Lao. ”

When the two first met, they were equals, but now they don't know how many generations they want to be, which is also a helpless thing, because Duanmu Ci's appearance is too young, and he has to bow down and be small; Even if you contact on an equal footing, you will be seen as disrespectful and impolite!

Duanmu Ci knew that he had lived for two thousand years, he knew that he was the ancestor of all people in this world, and he knew that he was qualified to be the master in front of any creature on this earth.

But the problem is that others don't know!

In their eyes, Duanmu Ci is a young man between twenty and thirty years old, and people of this age should know the number of etiquette.

To put it bluntly, although Duanmu Ci has lived for more than 2,000 years, he is still a human, not a god, and he has not yet been able to challenge some common habits in human society, such as the most basic such as respecting the old and loving the young.

Shen Yadong smiled kindly, "Young man, don't be nervous, my grandfather and I are friends of life and death, just let go in front of me." ”

Duanmu Ci, "......" Hehe, how can you see that I'm nervous?

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PS: Sorry, I sent it wrong just now, resend it.