Chapter 267: Love Across the Centuries!

Chapter 267: Love Across the Century!

With the departure of the mysterious and arrogantly independent Qi Yu from Nanyang, this famous city full of historical charm has finally become a plate of scattered sand, no one cares, the underground world is a mess, and the death of Sand has made many people start to defect to Qi Yu, but Qi Yu, who has always been cautious and never shows up, has long been thousands of miles away in Southeast Asia. More and more people have already smelled an extraordinary smell, Nanyang, there may be a big chaos.

On this day, Zhang Gaole stayed in Nanyang, and sure enough, the blade led people into Nanyang, which scared Zhang Gaole's soul, the number one fierce man in the south, how could Zhang Gaole, who has always been well-informed in the grapevine, not know? In line with the idea of dying early and revitalizing early, the latter didn't bird him at all, but at this time Zhang Gaole was not happy, no matter what Lao Tzu said, he was now the underworld leader in Nanyang, so he was ignored, Zhang Gaole was naturally unhappy, after saying the sentence that Qi Yu taught him before leaving, sure enough, with the blade that many people wanted to make a big move, he obediently took people to retreat like a tide, leaving no trace.

This time, even if Jiao Erlang was unruly and never thought that Qi Yu had any earth-shattering ability, Zhang Gaole was completely convinced.

Drink back 100,000 soldiers in one word! How much momentum and ability does this have? He now knows that Qi Yu, who scolds him from time to time, but has never been in shape with him, is the most terrible person in the entire Nanyang, or the entire south. Even the number one fierce blade under Nan Batian is afraid of three points, and it is just a sentence, how powerful is it?

Zhang Gaole, who is still afraid, doesn't even know how to face Qi Yu in the future, who he never put in his eyes before.

At this time, Su Chen also left Nanyang and went to Shanghai, an international first-line metropolis whose political status is second only to the capital, but the development of finance and commerce has not fallen behind at all, is the first stop for Su Chen to go to the battle of medical saints. The name of the medical saint is not set by one person, but jointly recommended by thousands of Chinese Chinese medicine practitioners. Coming to Shanghai is the meaning of Uncle Ling Wing Chun, saying that there is her mentor here, and the mentor was defeated by the hands of the previous medical saint, this time, the old man has to go to see again no matter what.

The Spanish-style garden house at No. 1 Gaolan Road is the residence of Ling Wing Chun's teacher, which once lived in the former residence of Zhang Xueliang, the first young marshal of the Republic of China, Su Chen sighed a little in his heart, a hundred years of turmoil, he can't read a lot of history books, the young marshal is indeed a hero of the times, but unfortunately the ending is not good, since he and Yang Hucheng put Lao Jiang under house arrest, and was rebelled by Lao Jiang for half a century, until the nineties of the twentieth century, he regained his freedom, and finally lived in the United States for ten years, spending the rest of his last life. The young marshal of the Northeast Fengtian Department, who should have had a brilliant life, was trapped as a young man, and it was difficult for the dragon to fly into the sky.

"Uncle Shi, is this your teacher's residence?"

Su Chen couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, the teacher has been here for almost a century."

Ling Wing Chun's beautiful eyes flickered, and an inexplicable sadness surged into her heart, a lonely and declining woman, staying here alone, I have to say, it was a great torment. The past goes with the wind, time passes, time never stops, but the beauty of the beginning can never return to reality.

Su Chen was shocked in his heart, for nearly a century, could it be said that her mentor had an unimaginable relationship with Zhang Xueliang, the owner of this former residence?

"A century is a reincarnation, and the person she was waiting for still hasn't come back, and in the end, her heart has also died."

Ling Wing Chun smiled bitterly and said, waiting for someone is a lifetime, even if you go back and forth a thousand times, you will not regret it.

"It seems that she is really a person with a story."

Su Chen knew in his heart, his guess was indeed right, if nothing else, the person here should be a woman who has been waiting for the young marshal for a century.

Ling Wing Chun pressed the doorbell, and soon the door opened, and it was opened by an old lady in her old age, clumsy, extremely thin, with deep-set eyes, still bright, full of silver hair, which had been destroyed by the years, but could still see the transparency of the world from her wise eyes.

"It's finally here, Wing Chun."

The old lady showed a rare smile, touching the wrinkled old face, and seemed very pleased.

"It's—"

The old lady glanced at Su Chen, this young man with clear eyes and a smile on his face was quite gratifying.

"Ling Wing Chun is my uncle, and the younger generation is polite."

Su Chen said with a smile, this is an old lady who is several generations higher than herself, and the number of etiquette is naturally indispensable, and she is also the mentor of her uncle.

"Okay, come in. No one has been here for a long time. ā€

The old lady smiled and introduced Ling Wing Chun and Su Chen into this small villa, the display in the villa is extremely ancient, all of them are furnishings from the twenties and thirties of the last world, but they are antique, very charming, and very tasteful, all kinds of vases, as well as the standing pendulum clock, all make Su Chen feel like he is in the thirties of the last century.

The khaki solid wood sofa and the coffee table with tree rings as the base are the most dazzling decorations in the living room of the whole villa, and even the layout is the same as the traditional style of the original thirties.

"All these years, you're okay, master." Ling Wing Chun asked.

"It's the same as before, after a hundred years old, it's time to be buried in the ground. Hehe, but this time, I can go and see the real medical saint dispute, and I will be satisfied. ā€

The old lady nodded.

"Centenarian, your body is really tough, senior, this is the former residence of Young Marshal Zhang Xueliang, you live here alone, won't you be lonely?"

Su Chen was slightly moved, he was a hundred years old, this old man did know how to maintain it, in this era, all kinds of pollution, all kinds of additives to food, it is difficult to live a long life, eighty years old, it is already an advanced age.

"Su Chen, don't talk nonsense." Ling Wing Chun's face changed and she whispered.

However, this time, the old lady did not change color as usual, but still looked at Su Chen with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. After so many years, I should have let go, and I have let go. At this age, what do I still have to cling to? At first, I was just unwilling, but now that I think about it, in fact, love doesn't have to be long-term, only if you have love in your heart, you will be really happy. My old woman has been persistent all her life, if she can't even look at it before she dies, then even if she goes underground, the young marshal will look down on me, not to mention that there are Sister Yu Fengzhi and Miss Zhao Si Zhuyu in front, life should be like this. ā€

"Master, you-"

"After so many years, I can tell the knot in my heart, what else can I not see? The young man guessed well, you don't have to knock on the side, I am indeed a young handsome woman, but I don't have the opportunity to have a husband and wife relationship with him like Yu Fengzhi, let alone the same blessing as the fourth lady, and share the days with the young marshal. Eighty years, with a flick of your fingers, even your grandfather is probably not my age, hehe. To be with the young marshal, there has been a beautiful time, I am already very satisfied, too much extravagance, will only make me more sad, in fact, love, is not a long stay, nor is it a twilight, but love a person for a lifetime, without any luxury, to be here, silently guarding our former hometown, I am very satisfied. You don't know my name yet, Wing Chun, I sue you now, my name is Song Wenfang, and Hing Ling is my sister. ā€

Su Chen and Ling Wing Chun were all shocked, and their faces were shocked, that is to say, she is a figure like the old ancestor of the Song family, but she has never heard of this person in history, the Song family, all of them are heroic, although they may not all be good people, but they are all heroes, regardless of men and women.

"When I was seven years old, I traveled all over the world with my master, all over the mountains and rivers of China, and perhaps no one remembered me for a long time. Yu Fengzhi is my mother's goddaughter, or rather, the person I fell in love with is my godbrother-in-law. However, a hundred years of wind and clouds have long since become a cloud of smoke. ā€

Su Chen was silent, no matter what her identity is, she is still a civilian today, but her love is singing and crying, and she has been waiting silently for a century, who can do it? Although he can't stay with each other for a long time, his true feelings are touching.

Ling Wing Chun burst into tears, looking at the master's seemingly plain old face, but her heart was actually turbulent. What is your fate? I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love, but life is like this, you can't always be as you want, Ling Wing Chun really realized at this moment how great her master is, can she be like her, do silently guard this love, don't cry or make trouble, for a lifetime?

Ling Wing Chun knelt in front of Song Wenfang and cried into tears, Su Chen didn't know what to say, maybe their love was wrong from the beginning, but love has no age and no time limit, otherwise it would not be called love.

He can give Ling Wing Chun nothing but promises, but how long can he promise?

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, I won't let you regret it."

Su Chen said.

Ling Wing Chun's face was slightly red, she didn't expect Su Chen to be so bold and say what was in her heart.

Song Wenfang smiled, her eyes were completely understanding, after living for a hundred years, she had already been a human spirit, and from the time Ling Wing Chun and Su Chen came in, she had already seen the mind of her apprentice.

"Su Chen, in front of the master, don't talk nonsense."

"Girl, are you really blind as a master? I'm old, but I'm not old enough. It's not your fault that you fall in love with a young man who is so much younger than you. Love is to have no scruples, I can see that this son is by no means ungrateful, if he can be good to you, it must be a lifetime. As a woman, marriage is not necessarily the most important, the happiest thing is to be happy and be able to share the world with the people you love. ā€

Song Wenfang's words made Ling Wing Chun's face red through half the sky, and her head couldn't be lowered.

"Even Senior Song has blessed us, Uncle Shi, what else do you have to be ashamed of?"

Su Chen's smile became brighter and brighter, and he looked at Song Wenfang gratefully, this cross-century old man, her love is singing and crying, but she will never be like a young marshal, and she will not let down her loved one for the rest of her life!

"Okay, this time, I'm going to teach you the legendary nine turns and thirteen needles, if I don't give it to you again, perhaps, it will be lost."

Song Wenfang's face became solemn, and her eyes were clear, just like before.

[Author's digression]: This chapter was written very hard, and it took two hours to write. Exhausted