Heshuo, Baoding.

Yan Zhao earth, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Among them, Long Xiaoyun, the owner of Xingyunzhuang, is the most famous, he is righteous and thin, and he has made friends, which can be regarded as a famous big man in Baoding.

Xingunzhuang.

It is an official house, the weather is magnificent, the house is cloudy, the courtyard is victorious, and the crown is more crowned.

The house is built very widely, and in front of the gate, there is also a pair of door couplets written by the royal pen.

"One door and seven jinshi, father and son three flowers."

The ancestral house of the Li family in the past has become today's "Xingyunzhuang".

More than ten years ago, Li Xunhuan did not hesitate to give up everything in order to fulfill Long Xiaoyun.

Nowadays, things have long been different.

The wind blows the bamboo leaves like a gentle wave crashing on the shore.

In the bamboo forest, Chen Hengzhi looked at the exquisite small building in front of him, he stepped across the Zhulan bridge, stepped on the stone steps, and went up the small building.

Hearing footsteps, a nice female voice came from the building: "Xianggong, you're back... No, you're not a husband, who are you? ”

The man didn't hear the difference in footsteps at first, but when she lifted the beaded curtain, she found that it was not her husband Long Xiaoyun, but a stranger, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Hengzhi walked into the building, as if he was at home, as if there was no one around, he walked to the small marble table and sat down.

He poured a cup of tea and drank it to himself.

Then, he looked at the woman who had just spoken out, that is, Lin Shiyin.

Her face was pale, her body thin, and her eyes were bright but slightly plaintive and indifferent.

She is not a flawless woman, but her charm and temperament are incomparable to others.

She has that unique charm that makes people feel that no matter who looks at her, they will never forget it.

She was wearing a faint purple shirt, leaning on the inner door frame, like a thin late Tang Dynasty phrase "Flowing water falls and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth." ”

In the vast gaze of smoke and water, there is infinite lovesickness and infinite sorrow, which permeates the corners of the eyes and eyebrows.

"Is this Li Xunhuan's home?"

After Chen Hengzhi glanced at her, he asked lightly.

Lin Shiyin's eyebrows were even more complaining, and she replied crisply: "No, this is Xingyunzhuang." ”

Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

Put down the teacup, get up and go.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Lin Shiyin's voice came: "You're his friend, he... Are you alright? ”

Chen Hengzhi's footsteps paused, and he said honestly: "It's not good, I beat him up two days ago with a peach blossom on his face." ”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

…………

The rivers and lakes are always full of excitement, full of all kinds of bizarre and heart-wrenching stories, no matter who wants to hear it, and then substitute themselves in the position of the protagonist.

If you are a good storyteller, you can tell the stories of the heroes of the rivers and lakes and the heroes of martial arts, so that the listener can be substituted into the story and integrate with the people and things in the story.

On the table by the window, sat an old man in a blue cloth robe, with gray hair, smoking a dry cigarette with his eyes closed.

Beside the old man, there was a very young girl, with two big braids, and a pair of big eyes, black and bright, as if she could hook the soul of a man with a turn of her eyes.

The old man knocked the dry tobacco stick on the table and asked, "Hong'er, what time is it now?" ”

The pigtailed girl replied, "Grandpa, the time has come." ”

The old man slowly opened his eyes, although he was old and dry, but his eyes were very bright, and everyone in the inn felt that he was looking at him.

The little girl had already brought a bowl of tea, and the old man lifted the lid of the tea bowl, blew on the tea and said: "Today I want to talk about Tanhualang's entry into the customs after ten years, and the plum blossom thieves have reappeared in the rivers and lakes." ”

The little girl interjected, "Grandpa, who is Tanhualang?" Is it worth your old man to talk about him specifically? ”

The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Tanhualang, ten years ago, he was a famous master in the rivers and lakes, and he was invincible with a flying knife in one hand, and no one could stop him, and he was famous for a while. ”

The little girl said, "What a great character, but how come I have never heard of his name?" ”

The old man sighed: "This Li Tanhua is the son of a family, his family background is extremely prominent, his martial arts are strong, and he is also a righteous and wealthy figure, generous and bold, even if it is the reincarnation of Xinling, Meng Wei is resurrected, I am afraid that he can't compare to him, it's a pity..."

The little girl asked, "Grandpa, what is the pity?" ”

The old man bowed his head slightly and said: "This Li Tanhua is not only talented and talented, both civil and military, but also taught by strangers when he was a child, and has a shocking martial arts. It's a pity that more than ten years ago, I don't know what happened, he actually gave his ancestral home Li Yuan to his sworn brother Long Xiaoyun, and retired from the customs. ”

Although it is a few words, it describes in the hearts of everyone a chic and heroic man in the rivers and lakes.

The little girl also sighed and said, "That's a pity, no wonder Hong'er has never heard of his name!" So why did he think of coming back this time? ”

The old man stopped talking, closed his eyes, took a puff of dry tobacco, and slowly puffed it out of his nostrils.

The little girl muttered: "I won't talk about the key points, it's appetizing." ”

Suddenly, the little girl slapped her hands, and her face showed a look of enlightenment: "Oh, I see, your old man originally wanted to drink." ”

Now not only the little girl, but everyone in the inn understood, in order to listen to the story, they all laughed and dug out their pockets and touched the silver, and the guy on the side was already holding a plate next to him, ready to collect the money.

Seeing this, the old man slowly spoke, telling the past of Li Xunhuan, Lin Shiyin, and Long Xiaoyun one by one, and finally said: "...... Tanhualang entered the customs this time, and the little old man estimated that he was still reluctant to reluctance to the old love after all, and wanted to renew the old relationship. ”

Everyone talked about it, but they couldn't imagine that Long Xiaoyun, who was famous in the land of Heshuo, was such a despicable villain, and he was also indignant about what happened to Li Xunhuan.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she heard this, she held her heart with both hands, and said stupidly: "What a good Tanhualang with affection and righteousness, such a good man, it is probably difficult to find it all over the world." When will Hong'er meet such a good man? ”

The old man sneered and said: "Although the little old man admires his affection and righteousness, he doesn't want his granddaughter to marry this kind of person, so don't be a nymphomaniac." ”

The little girl immediately blushed with shame, stomped her feet, and said shyly: "Grandpa, what are these words, why can't Tanhualang be Ruyi Langjun?" Hong'er just likes people like him. ”

The old man grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "The little girl has grown up and knows that she is looking for a husband." ”

After laughing twice, he sighed and said in a low voice: "But ah, heroes and heroes have many fates, and marrying this kind of person will have to suffer!" ”