Chapter 17 Ziwei Doushu Descendants

Somewhere in the capital, a courtyard house, quiet and quiet.

Nowadays, the construction of the capital city is developing rapidly, and many aborigines of the courtyard house have lived in high-rise buildings, and there are fewer and fewer people who are willing to live in this ancient courtyard house. However, this does not mean that it is the poor who live in the courtyard houses, on the contrary, many wealthy people who come to Beijing from other places like to buy courtyard houses in the capital. Maybe it comes out of a shabby-looking and inconspicuous courtyard house, and it's a big guy.

The weather is very good today, Uncle Wu sits in the middle of the yard under a strong ancient tree to enjoy the coolness, on the small wooden table next to him, there is a pot of hot tea, a small dish of pine nuts, drink a sip of tea, peel two pine nuts, hum a little song, quite comfortable.

Uncle Wu is in his sixties, and his hair is already white, but he does not look old, on the contrary, he is in good spirits. The mouth is full of snow-white teeth, and you can also move pine nuts, which shows that the teeth are excellent.

A stout man in his thirties sat on his side, and the two chatted from time to time.

Not far away, under the shade of a tree, a small figure crouched there, and when I looked closely, it was a boy of six or seven years old, who was painting very seriously there. However, the boy did not draw flowers and plants, nor the sun and moon, it was a mess, and he couldn't see what he was drawing. Anyway, children doodle with their hands, and no one pays attention to it.

This child is different from ordinary six or seven-year-old boys, he is not noisy or noisy, he is quiet, but his face is very pale and there is no trace of blood.

Uncle Wu chatted with the stout man casually, but his eyes looked at the little boy who was painting there from time to time, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Master, don't worry too much, although the little junior brother's body is a little weaker, his brain is not an ordinary good man, and none of us can compare. Jiren has its own heavenly ......"

The stout man understood the master's thoughts, and comforted him.

Occasionally, a neighbor passing by from outside will say hello, "Uncle Wu Wu", and the call is full of kindness.

Uncle Wu Shuochang Wu is not an aboriginal of the capital, he moved here six years ago, and when he came, he brought two young people, a man and a woman, with a few months old baby in his arms. He has lived in him for five or six years, and he has a very good relationship with his neighbors on weekdays, and he is willing to help with anything, especially the two young people who live with him, who are even more enthusiastic.

No one asked what the family was doing.

In this small alley, it is already very good to have a relationship between neighbors. If you live in a unit building, you really don't know each other. On weekdays, the door is closed tightly, and the old and dead do not get along.

The comfort of the stout man didn't seem to have played a role, Wu Shuochang sighed and said: "Xiao Anzi, in our line of work, there are too many leaks, one of the five disadvantages and three deficiencies, the evening is not good, and it is inevitable that the descendants will not prosper...... This child, alas......"

Xiao Anzi smacked his lips, and he didn't know what to say, so he muttered for a long time and said, "When Patriarch Xiyi founded Ziwei Doushu, didn't he think of this layer......

Wu Shuochang immediately glared at him and snorted, "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

This kid dares to complain about Patriarch Xiyi, it's really disrespectful!

"Xiyi Patriarch Shou Gao Beidou is a true immortal. The number of crape myrtles is subtle, counting all the people in the world and all things. It's just that our descendants are not good at learning! ”

Wu Shuochang taught a few more lessons.

Xiao Anzi was submissive and didn't dare to say it again. In fact, he muttered casually just now, and he would never dare to be disrespectful to the ancestor. Any descendant of the crape myrtle school, who worships the Xiyi Patriarch as a god in their hearts.

As far as the master in front of him is concerned, how can he be an ordinary person?

In the eyes of others, Wu Shuochang is an old man who drinks tea every day, basks in the sun, and has nothing to do, but he can buy such a whole set of yards as soon as he makes a move, who can be as wealthy as an ordinary retired old man?

Wu Shuochang picked up the teacup and was about to bring it to his mouth, but suddenly put it down again, the thumb and index finger of his right hand moved slightly, and he suddenly sat up straight, and said with a serious expression: "Xiao Anzi, there is a distinguished guest coming to the door, you go outside to greet you." ”

"Huh?"

Xiao Anzi couldn't come back to his senses.

Wu Shuochang frowned and snorted, "Ah what? Just go! ”

"Oh......"

Xiao Anzi jumped up and hurried towards the door.

After such a slow pause, the guest had already stepped through the door.

Two young men, a man and a woman. The man's face was pale, sven, wearing a moon-white cotton and linen Tang suit, and a pair of black cloth shoes, without the slightest fireworks. The woman's clothes were also very simple, quietly following behind the man, two steps behind, and it was surprisingly quiet, and there was no sound at all under her feet.

It was Xiao Fan and Xin Lin.

"It's ...... two"

Xiao Anzi was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously.

He had never seen these two people, and he didn't look like the children of high-ranking officials or rich people, so how to start with the title of "distinguished guest"?

Xiao Fan lightly hugged his fists and said with a smile: "This senior brother is good." In Xia Xiao and his party, this is my female companion Xin Lin. We are here to meet Mr. Wu, we are presumptuous, senior brother, forgive me. ”

Without waiting for Xiao Anzi to reply, Wu Shuochang had already stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Yixing, Miss Xin, please come in." The old man is Wu Shuochang, both of them are masters, the predecessors dare not be it, and the old-timers can't afford it. ”

Xiao Fan stepped forward slowly and bowed to Wu Shuochang.

Wu Shuochang didn't dare to hold it up, and he bowed down to return the salute, not thinking of himself as a senior at all.

"Mr. Yixing, Miss Xin, please be seated."

Xiao Anzi hurriedly moved the chair over.

Xin Lin seemed to be quiet, but in fact, as soon as she entered the door, she was looking at the layout of this courtyard. She is the "personal maid" or "personal guard" given to Xiao Fan by Qimiao Palace, and it is her basic duty to protect Xiao Fan's safety. It's a matter of habit.

The little boy was still lying there drawing, extremely focused, oblivious to what was happening in the yard, deaf to and deaf.

Xin Lin's eyes swept over the drawing paper in front of the little boy, and her big watery eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

What the little boy was scribbling on casually turned out to be a picture of the Nine Palaces Flying Stars. Although it is extremely sloppy, it must be a nine-palace flying star. For such a young child, studying the Nine Palaces Flying Star has actually reached such an obsessive level.

Wu Shuochang obviously also noticed Xin Lin's movements, smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Xin, children are having fun drawing, but they don't understand anything, Miss Xin doesn't have to care." ”

Xin Lin bowed slightly, and looked away from the boy and the Nine Palaces Flying Star Chart.

"You two may be seated."

Xiao Fan nodded in greeting and sat down on the side of the small coffee table.

Xin Lin stood quietly beside him.

Wu Shuochang glanced at Xin Lin in surprise, and always felt that this girl's face was a little weird, and with his accuracy, he couldn't see many clues on her face. After staring slightly, there was a sudden fluctuation like water ripples in front of him, and his mind was slightly dizzy. Wu Shuochang was taken aback, and secretly breathed for a week, and instantly removed the feeling of dizziness from his body.

"Miss Xin, what a clever disguise technique."

Wu Shuochang couldn't help but admire.

Xin Lin nodded slightly, still silent.

After all, Jiang is old and spicy, this Wu Shuochang actually saw her disguise technique, and it was really not simple.

The seven stunts of the Seven Miao Palace, the sixth in the rejuvenation technique, second only to the longevity technique. Transfiguration is a method that can only be derived from cultivating the art of rejuvenating the face to an extremely high and profound realm. It is by no means the kind of disguise that uses makeup to change the appearance in the ordinary sense.

Maybe only Xiao Fan can often see her true face.

The surprise in Wu Shuochang's heart was far above Xin Lin.

Although Xin Lin tried her best to restrain her breath, it was difficult to hide it from Wu Shuochang's eyes. This girl is young and young, and she is definitely a first-class master with unique skills. Such a wonderful and clever disguise technique, Wu Shuochang has walked the rivers and lakes for most of his life, and he has rarely seen it. Such a master, but he calls himself a "servant" and does not sit with the "master", but he doesn't know what kind of amazing character Xiao and his entourage, a gentle and elegant young man who looks even slightly sickly, in front of him?

"Mr. Yixing, I don't know what to say?"

Wu Shuochang instantly withdrew his eyes from Xin Lin, hugged his fist to Xiao Fan, and asked politely.

At this moment, Xiao Anzi also stood by the master's side and confronted Xin Lin left and right.

"I want to ask the old man for a favor and push the numerology!"

Xiao Fan was not polite, he took out a piece of yellow rice paper from his pocket and gently placed it on the small table.

Wu Shuochang's face froze, and he didn't reach out to take the small piece of rice paper, his body sat up slightly straight, and said indifferently: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Mr. Yixing, the old man has already washed his hands." ”

Xiao Fan smiled, his eyes crossed Wu Shuochang, and fell directly on the little boy who was studying the Nine Palaces Flying Star Map not far away, stared for a moment, and said slowly: "Old man, Ling Lang is naturally intelligent, his bones are strange, if he can grow up, he can be called a genius." It's just that the face is peachy, the lips are thin and green, and the forehead has no big bones, I'm afraid it makes the old man more worried, right? ”

The pupils of Wu Shuochang's eyes shrank suddenly.

"You...... How can you talk like that? ”

Xiao Anzi had already jumped up, glared at Xiao Fan, and said angrily.

As the descendant of Wu Shuochang, although Xiao Anzi is not surprisingly talented, his attainments in numerology and physiognomy are not bad. Although Xiao Fan did not say it explicitly, he pointed out that the little junior brother was short-lived and died early.

But Xiao Fan was still right on the point.

In the past few years, Master has been worried about this matter every day, and has thought of a lot of various methods, but the results are very unsatisfactory. Although he barely saved the life of the little junior brother, his body and bones are getting worse and worse.

Master studied Ziwei Doushu, he is a great figure in the crape myrtle school, he has leaked too many heavenly opportunities in his life, and he finally got a son when he was old, but the power of heaven was all repaid on the little junior brother, and he was born with a bad fate.

It can be said that this is Wu Shuochang's biggest heart disease in his later years, and few people know about it on weekdays, but he was unexpectedly broken by this young man who just came to the door.

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