It's already Tuesday morning.

In the pear orchard villa in Yuzhou City.

Liyuan Villa is actually three retro-style villas, which date back to the Ming Dynasty. At that time, it was not a villa, but a prince's mansion.

Later, Yuzhou City experienced several wars, and this prince's mansion still stands intact in the southern district. After the economic development of Yuzhou, a big man renovated this prince's mansion and built it into three large villas.

In addition to this, the surrounding large gardens, and other scenic buildings, have been preserved.

These three pear garden villas have always been the landmark buildings of Yuzhou City.

It is said that more than ten years ago, the big guy gave these three villas to the old man of the Wang family for retirement. But the old man did not come, and the three villas remained empty.

Every six months, the Wang family will send someone to clean the three villas. This time, Mr. Wang came to Yuzhou for a birthday banquet, and he happened to live in these three big villas.

In addition, the rest of the Wang family also stayed here for a few days.

"Shanhe, I asked you to inquire about Mr. Yi, have you found out his address?"

In the main villa of Liyuan Villa, Wang Kun sat in the study and put down the "Art of War" in his hand. He asked, looking at a fifty-year-old man sitting across from him who was making him tea.

This old man's name is Wang Shanhe, and he is his eldest son.

When Wang Kun was young, because of his work, he didn't get married until he was thirty-nine years old and close to forty years old. After a year of marriage, his wife gave birth to Wang Shanhe.

Wang Shanhe is the eldest, and in turn, Wang Kun has a total of five sons.

It's just that Wang Kun's wife passed away thirty years ago, when Wang Kun was only sixty. And now, his eldest son is also about to become an old man.

"Father, I inquired, he lives in a remote bungalow in the eastern suburbs."

"I also contacted that Wu Ke and asked him to show me the photo, it is indeed the Mr. Yi you showed me."

Seeing Wang Kun's question, Wang Shanhe replied respectfully.

Even though the old man on the other side was his father, and he was now a dying old man. But the long-term family style and majesty have made Wang Shanhe always maintain respect for Wang Kun.

Not only him, but the entire Wang family.

"Well, that's good, just find the teacher's address. After the birthday banquet was over, I stayed in Yuzhou for a while longer. ”

Wang Kun took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly.

"Father, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to ask or not." Wang Shanhe hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, with me, an old man, what else should I not ask."

"You are the successor of the entire Wang family, my most optimistic successor. If you don't understand, you have to ask, while I'm still here, I can teach you a little more. ”

Wang Kun put down the teacup, looked at Wang Shanhe lovingly, and said.

"Father, I checked this Mr. Yi, and he seems to be ...... Just a seventeen-year-old boy. And his background information is very simple, his parents died early and he was an orphan. ”

Other than that, he has no information, not including information about his parents and family. I always felt that he was like a black family, and he was a very ordinary person. Why do you have such a high esteem for this seventeen-year-old? ”

Wang Shanhe asked puzzled.

He has been holding back this question for a long time, and Wang Kun often mentions this Mr. Yi to him on weekdays. He also thought that this Mr. Yi was a fifty or sixty-year-old master, who knew that it was such a person.

Because of Wang Kun's attitude towards Mr. Yi, he is not easy to ask.

After hearing this, Wang Kun was not unhappy, but he became serious.

He sighed:

"For so many years, I haven't mentioned the true identity of my mentor to anyone."

"Now it's time for me to tell you one, after all, you're my successor. But we can't let anyone know about this matter, including our royal family, or your own son. You have to keep it a secret for me, remember? ”

When Wang Shanhe heard this, he was a little shocked when he saw Wang Kun looking so solemn.

The secret that can make Wang Kun pay so much attention must be a big secret. Although he was curious, he nodded patiently and waited for Wang Kun to tell him.

"You go and lock the door first, and I'll tell you."

Wang Kun continued to take a sip of tea and said.

Over the years, in order to live longer and have fewer problems, he even quit his favorite cigarette.

Wang Shanhe walked to the door, poked his head out and looked outside, and then locked the door and returned.

"Father, you say." Wangshan River Road.

Wang Kun didn't speak, took out a photo from his arms, and handed it to Wang Shanhe.

Wang Shanhe has seen this photo many times, and it is a group photo of Wang Kun and Yi Feng.

"Dad, is there anything special about this photo, didn't you say that this is a photo of you and Mr. Na Yi a few years ago?" Wang Shanhe didn't look closely, and asked directly.

Wang Kun smiled and said lightly:

"This photo was not taken a few years ago, but a photo of me and my teacher more than 20 years ago. Even a few years ago, when you went to investigate him in the past two days, couldn't you see that he had not changed much from a few years ago? ”

When Wang Shanhe heard this, he was stunned:

"More than twenty years ago?"

Then he thought about Wang Kun's words again, when he investigated Yi Feng in the past two days, he found that the photos on his information were updated two years ago. But with the group photo on this photo, it is exactly the same, nothing has changed.

Something is wrong!

But he is only seventeen years old this year, and he was not born twenty years ago. How could this be a group photo more than twenty years ago? Wang Shanhe asked in shock.

Wang Kun shook his head and smiled:

"Yes, he will always be seventeen, even sixty years ago, when I was still at war. When I met him, he was still the same as he is now, immortal and immortal, and his means are like gods. ”

Wang Shanhe froze on the spot, a little incredulous at Wang Kun's words. even felt that Wang Kun might be too old, already a little old and confused, and his words deviated from common sense.

For a while, Wang Shanhe was a little dumbfounded and didn't know how to respond to Wang Kun.

"I know it sounds incredible, even false, but what I'm saying is true. You should believe that I, Wang Kun, am a person who doesn't like to joke and gossip. ”

Wang Kun's face was solemn, and his thoughts were stretched back to more than sixty years ago, as if in an instant, he was in that year again.

His slightly hoarse voice slowly spoke:

"It was a year of war, my unit was broken up by the enemy, and I was seriously wounded and fled into a forest."

"At that time, the enemy soldiers were so mad that they refused to let me go, and chased me into the woods."

"I thought I was going to die, and I was ready to end myself with the last glorious bullet from the enemy."

"Just as I was raising my gun and preparing to kill myself, a teenager ...... Suddenly appeared in front of me and held my hand tightly as I was about to pull the trigger......"

When Wang Kun talked about the past, he was slightly excited, and his voice trembled.

The tragedy, blood, adventures, adventures, and countless memories of those years came to my heart at once.

He told Wang Shanhe the beginning, process, and result of meeting Yi Feng.

After hearing this, Wang Shanhe was shocked, and froze on the spot, looking at his father Wang Kun incredulously. Although he felt that what Wang Kun said was as unbelievable as chatting about fasting. But he also knew that it was impossible for Wang Kun to make such a joke with him, so what Wang Kun said must be true.

"You mean, the Mr. Yi Fengyi you want me to check is the benefactor who saved you back then?"

Wang Shanhe's voice was also a little trembling, and he asked in astonishment.

Wang Kun nodded:

"That's right, it's him. He was in some trouble the other day and gave me a call. With a word, I relieved him of the crisis at that time. ”

As he spoke, Wang Kun sighed:

"Sixty years ago, before parting, my teacher warned me. Let me not tell anyone where he lives and what he does. ”

"Later, when the war was won, I broke my oath because I still wanted to see my teacher. Secretly organized a folk stranger to go to the place at that time to find a teacher. ”

When Wang Shanhe heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Then have you found it?" ”

Wang Kun shook his head:

"I didn't dare to go in person, but I secretly organized those folk strangers to find them, and I didn't leave their real names."

"Because I know the teacher's methods, I am afraid that the teacher will condemn me."

"But in the end, when the folk strangers arrived at the place I had designated, they did not find the place I had strayed into. The place where the teacher lives is like the peach blossom source written by Tao Yuanming, it doesn't exist at all. ”

Wang Shanhe listened in a cold sweat, as if he was really listening to the chat.

"What about the photo you took with that Mr. Yi more than twenty years ago?" Wang Shanhe was very curious and couldn't help but ask again.