Strange huts don't cave the sky

Heaven and earth are dumb immortals in the world

The usable area of this room is not too large, about 90 square meters, after I entered the house, the first thing I saw was a relatively spacious living room, however, what surprised me was that this room can be said to have a hole in the sky, although the decoration is not luxurious, but it is also very elegant, and the overall feeling is completely different from the dilapidated style outside.

The whole living room is decorated with antique, after entering the house, I first saw that it was a screen painted with Jiang Taigong's straight hook fishing, the painting is fine, the characters are lifelike, Jiang Taigong's expression is calm and calm, fairy wind bones, let people know at a glance that this painting is definitely from everyone's hands, but there is no payment, I don't know who painted this wish to hook the picture for a while, in addition, this screen is carved from red cedar pine, the wood grain has begun to reveal the hazel texture, it seems that it is definitely not a modern object, It is estimated that it must be at least a hundred or ten years old, and if this kind of thing is put on the market, it is definitely worth a lot of silver, but it is actually placed in such a dilapidated house at this time, so I can't help but become curious about the owner of this house. Turning the screen, facing me was a bookcase carved from the bottom of the boat, nearly two and a half meters in length, about one and a half meters wide, and a dragon head carved around it, each with a mouth with beads, and a domineering expression. On the table are the four treasures of the exquisite study, the wool pen from Huzhou, Shanxi, the rice paper of Yi Zhixuan from Jing County, Anhui, and the ancient Huizhou ink with a light fragrance. When I came in, an old man lowered his head and was concentrating on writing, he was wearing a white robe worn by Xiucai in the late Qing Dynasty, coarse cloth, but the workmanship was excellent, I couldn't see where it was made for a while, his figure was slender and well-proportioned, the manuscript was not high, about one meter seventy-five, his hair was very long, showing a gray color, not combed, it was scattered in front of his forehead, I couldn't see his appearance for a while. I glanced at him and saw that he was writing "The Song of Long Hatred", "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. "I use calligraphy, the penmanship is chic and elegant, smart and smooth, not at all like it was written by an old man who has been in his twilight years. In addition, the whole living room has nothing but a cabinet full of ancient books on the right side of the room against the wall. Actually, I don't have to look too much, just from the yellowed bamboo slips in the bookcase, I can see that there is not a single book in it that is not priceless.

Of course, this is not the only room, there is a room in the back besides the living room where I am, but it is blocked by a wooden door carved with strange characters, the door is very thick, there is no window, I can't see what the room looks like. And there is a room on the left, with a half-covered door curtain, through which I can vaguely see that there is an Arhat bed inside, which is still full of ancient charm, and it seems that it should be the old man's living room. However, compared to the solid wood Luohan bed, which is not very recent, the red jade pillows placed randomly on the bed immediately attracted all my attention.

This jade pillow is carved from a whole piece of carnelian, although the price of carnelian has continued to fall in recent years, but this piece of carnelian is very different from those carnelian on the market, its red is an indescribable bright red, when you look at it quietly, it seems to be able to feel it flowing like a liquid, very slow and slow, fascinating, this should be the legendary blood jade. This jade pillow as a whole is the shape of a four-legged snake with a closed mouth, its four legs are like an elephant, the head is big and the neck is thick, the tail is short and thin, the appearance is very strange, however, this is the mount of the fairy Zhou Gong who is in charge of dreams in ancient legends, and it seems to mean that you can have good dreams by sleeping on it. The hardness of blood jade is one of the best in jade, and it is extremely easy to crack, once a knife is wrong, the whole piece of jade will be wasted, so it obviously took a lot of effort to carve this jade pillow so smartly.

And the reason why this piece of blood jade attracted me, in addition to its exquisiteness, was because I had heard stories about it before, but in the story, it followed its owner to sleep in the ground, why did it appear here at this time? Could it be that he was poured out by the upside-down Tufuzi, and later passed into the hands of this old man?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at the old man behind the bookcase, and at this time, he was also looking at me with a smile. Since I hadn't seen him clearly, I happened to be looking at him at this time, but if I didn't look at him, I couldn't help but gasp when I saw it, because I found that the old man in front of me was a blind man—a blind man with a piercing scar on both eyes, and it was obvious that before that, his eyes had been cut by a knife. Now, his eyes were only dark brown scars, and he looked eerie and indescribable.

"Excuse me, young man. My appearance doesn't scare you! The old man spoke, his voice was gentle and full of confidence, if it weren't for the scar on his eye, he would have been a very attractive old man, but now it's a pity.

"Old man, you are too worried, and the younger generation does not dare to have any opinion on your appearance." He was obviously talking to me just now, from the moment we entered the house, he could easily distinguish that it was me, that was Zhang Chengyong, this ear power is definitely not something ordinary people can do, plus his rare treasures in this room, any one taken out is an object that others can encounter in a lifetime and cannot be found, years of social experience tell me that the blind old man in front of me is definitely not an ordinary person, so, I replied respectfully.

"Mr. Tianmu, this is Liu Tianyi, and he is my friend." Seeing that the old man opened his mouth, Zhang Chengyong on the side immediately said: "I brought him here today to find my grandfather." ”

"You boy! Didn't your grandfather tell you not to come here to look for him unless there was something very important! What's more......" said Mr. Tianmu glanced at me, and then, turned around and walked out from behind the bookcase, his steps were very light, without the slightest staggering and hesitation of a blind man, he pulled a chair and sat down, and the movements were done in one go, if I hadn't seen the scars on his eyes with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that he was a blind man at all. "What's more, you also brought a person from the lower eight gates. Didn't your grandfather tell you? He will never see the next eight people again in this life! ”

"Mr. Tianmu, listen to me, Tianyi saved my life before, and besides, he is not an ordinary person from the Lower Eight Sects." Zhang Chengyong hurriedly explained.

"Oh? Not an ordinary Lower Eight Gate people? Hahaha! Even if the people from the various factions of the lower eight sects come, your grandfather will not be seen. Mr. Tianmu smiled and waved his hand, "You better take him back!" "Mr. Tianmu doesn't say much, and his tone is peaceful, but there is always an irresistible charm that makes people feel cold.

"Mr. Tianmu, wait a minute." Seeing that I was going to give an eviction order, I hurriedly said, and at the same time gave Zhang Chengyong a look, and said vigorously in my heart: "Boy, you still have something in your arms!" How did you forget about this at a critical moment! Sister's! Hurry up and take it out! Soon, it's time to be asked out. ”

Seeing that I was squeezing my eyebrows at him, Zhang Chengyong reacted immediately, hurriedly reached out and took out the dark brown wood chip from his arms, handed it over carefully, and said softly: "Mr. Tianmu, someone gave me this thing before I came, and told me that if my grandfather didn't help Tianyi, I would give him this, and he would naturally agree." ”

"Oh?" Mr. Tianmu obviously didn't expect us to have a hand, so he took the piece of wood in Zhang Chengyong's hand suspiciously, took it in his hand and touched it gently, and then his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said with a little surprise: "This is ...... Is this the hibiscus silk of the honeycomb mountain? ”

"Hibiscus?" Hearing Mr. Tianmu's surprised voice, Zhang Chengyong and I were also slightly puzzled, and Zhang Chengyong was even more surprised and asked, "Hibiscus silk?" What's that? ”

"You don't know what this thing is?" Mr. Tianmu saw that we didn't seem to know what was in his hand, so he asked a little puzzled. "Where did you get this?"

"Uh...... This thing was given to me by Lao Zhou, the shopkeeper of the Wednesday tavern near my house. He said, if my grandfather doesn't care about Tianyi's business, then let him see this, and he will take care of it. And also said, what kind of agreement is this. Zhang Chengyong touched his head as he spoke, obviously he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to lie to the blind old man in front of him, so he could only say something.

"That's right! This is an agreement, more than 20 years! I didn't expect that after waiting for so long, I would have the opportunity to fulfill this agreement. Mr. Tenmu said and nodded meaningfully. Then he stood up abruptly and walked towards the door in the back, "Wait here!" I'm going to ask your grandfather's opinion. ”

With that, he opened the heavy wooden door, and in a flash, he disappeared into the darkness behind the door.

Looking at Mr. Tianmu's disappearing back, many thoughts flashed through my mind for a moment, but the most common thought was, is he a blind man? How could a blind man be so agile?

"I know what you're thinking!" After a while, Zhang Chengyong took the lead in speaking.

"Oh?" I didn't answer directly.

"You must be wondering if he's blind or not!" Zhang Chengyong said.

"How do you know?"

"Because I, like you, I didn't believe he was blind when I first met him." Zhang Chengyong said and smiled. "I remember I was five years old. He came back with my grandfather, and I remember that he was like this when I first met him, and although he looked terrible, he was still kind to me. When I was young, I always tried to tease him when he couldn't see, either by putting some chili noodles in his cup or by secretly removing his chair, but every time he broke it, he didn't succeed in it. ”

"Not a single exception?" I asked curiously.

"Not a single exception!" Zhang Chengyong said categorically: "So, I especially understand your curiosity. Because he sometimes sees things more accurately than those of us who are sighted. Of course, there is one thing that I still don't understand. ”

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"I remember that time my grandfather was gone for a long time, about half a year, and when he came back, I came back with him. But somehow, since he and my grandfather came back, my grandfather has never said a word. Zhang Chengyong said with a meaningful sigh.

"Didn't say a word?" I asked curiously.

"Yes! For more than 20 years, he didn't say a word, and that was when my grandfather stopped asking about anything about the next eight gates. When Zhang Chengyong said this, he vaguely heard footsteps coming from behind the door, so he made a silent gesture to me and pointed to his ears. Naturally, I understood what he meant, so I nodded knowingly and didn't speak.

Sure enough, after a while, Mr. Tianmu walked out from behind the door, he first looked at Zhang Chengyong, and then turned to me and said, "This young man, Mr. Dumb, please." You go in! ”

"Mr. Dumb?" I didn't react for a while who this "Mr. Dumb" was, and looked at Mr. Tianmu and then at Zhang Chengyong in a bit of a daze.

"Mr. Dumb is my grandfather, Zhang Weiguo!" Zhang Chengyong whispered in my ear.

"Ahh I reacted this time and hurriedly said, "Okay! Thank you, Mr. Tenmu. As he spoke, he picked up Zhang Chengyong and was about to go to the back room. turned out to be stopped by Mr. Tianmu.

"Wait!" Mr. Tianmu said, "Mr. Dumb only wants to see you alone, so Xiao Yong has to stay outside." ”

"But......" I wanted to say, "but Zhang Chengyong is his grandson!" But before the words came out, Zhang Chengyong on the side pushed it, and then said loudly: "But what is it!" My grandfather hadn't seen an outsider in ten years. Hurry inside! ”

"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Tianmu! Hearing this, I bowed deeply to Mr. Tenmu, then turned and walked into the room behind the wooden door.