Chapter 78: A Letter from Home

The envelope was inlaid with nine cinnabar orders, indicating that the content of the letter was extremely important, and those who saw this letter were like seeing the old master in person.

More than a month ago, Tai Sui had returned to the gray forest alone, Ouyang saw the opportunity and said to Leng Yue that he should have a good understanding of what kind of person this Mr. Gai is, and only by understanding his identity can he know what kind of etiquette should be used to treat him.

At first, Leng Yue disagreed, but then Ouyang said something and poked Leng Yue's weakness.

Ouyang said that this Mr. Gai's cultivation is really high to the point of being unbelievable, and he is extremely mysterious, these two qualities are very similar to Tai Sui back then.

Ouyang succeeded, and in the afternoon of the same day, Leng Yue sent someone back to Leng's house.

For a month, Ouyang was looking forward to it, waiting for the Leng family to give an answer.

But Ouyang never expected that the investigation initiated by her would have such a result.

After checking for a long time, not only did they not find any results, but the family also issued a death order so that they could not continue to investigate.

Now Mr. Gai's identity is no longer important, the important thing is that this is a person that Ouyang can't find and can't move.

What made Ouyang even more indignant was that Leng Yue actually showed the letter to Tai Sui at the first time.

In front of Tai Sui, Leng Yue almost did it without reservation, but Tai Sui didn't seem to be so honest when facing Leng Yue.

It was precisely because of this asymmetry between the two that Ouyang became more and more convinced that Leng Yue was definitely confused by Tai Sui.

Seeing the content of the letter, Tai Sui was also helpless.

He really wanted such an "untouchable" identity, so that when he could do things in the future, at least the people around him would not hinder him, but he didn't expect the Leng family to send such a letter directly.

As a result, although everyone could not investigate him, they became more and more curious about his identity.

Curiosity is a nuisance!

Tai Sui crumpled the letter, shook his wrist, and threw the paper ball into the paper basket steadily.

Leng Yue asked Tai Sui: "Is Mr. Gai dissatisfied with this letter?" ”

Tai Sui just smiled and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Tai Sui is so smart, he can see through it at a glance, although this letter was not written coldly, but the person who wrote the letter must have been instructed by him.

This old boy must have done it on purpose!

The letter that Tai Sui wrote in the gray forest a month ago was addressed to Leng Wuxin.

There was only one line of poetry and one sentence on the letter.

"Looking back on the past, life and twilight death are like smoke disappearing, and only a corner of the mountain is missing."

"Tell them that Gai Dong is your man."

When the thief saint handed over the letter to Leng Wuxin, Leng Wuxin looked at the content of the letter, and he was also puzzled, he only knew that the person who wrote the letter must be his old friend.

As for who the deceased is, it's hard to say.

The poem at the beginning was written by Leng Wuxin himself, in the early years, he also envied the literati in ancient times, and tried to write some poems with the penmanship of the ancients, but the poems he wrote were only shared with those who were destined.

There are not many people who are destined for Leng Wuxin, and they are thirteen or fourteen people when they are counted, but the identities of these people are varied, such as hermitage, relics, three religions and nine streams, and these people often see the head and the tail, even if Leng Wuxin deliberately goes to look for them, he may not be able to find them.

So he didn't know who wrote him this letter, but since he was destined to be a person and the other party asked him for help, he would definitely help.

It's just that he didn't understand what the latter sentence meant, because the people sent by Leng Yue hadn't arrived yet.

Leng Wuxin wanted to ask the messenger about the situation, but when he came back to his senses, the thief had long been gone.

This is also the reason why Tai Sui asked the thief to send the letter, with the way of stealing the saint, he wanted to leave, and the Leng family couldn't keep him at all.

It wasn't until Leng Yue's people arrived at Leng's house that Leng Wuxin knew that it was Leng Yue who wanted to investigate this building.

But Leng Wuxin did not exactly follow the instructions on the letter, but sent someone to write such an urgent letter and sent it back, this messenger is a person with a strong memory, he came to the park this time with two tasks, one is to send the urgent letter to Leng Yue, and the other is to remember the appearance of Gai Dong, after going back, the painter will draw Gai Dong's appearance according to his description.

Leng Wuxin also seems to know who Gai Dong mentioned in the letter is.

The reason why he warned Leng Yue in a stern tone not to investigate the identity of "Mr. Gai" in the letter was just to hang Leng Yue's appetite, make her more curious about Mr. Gai, and induce her to secretly find out the details of Mr. Gai.

What kind of character Leng Yue is, Leng Wuxin knows better than anyone else, he firmly believes that his little trick can succeed.

It's a pity that Leng Wuxin would never have thought that for Leng Yue, it didn't matter who Mr. Gai was for a long time.

The important thing is that he is here.

By the way, although Leng Wuxin didn't know who Gai Dong was, he believed that this person named Gai Dong must be harmless to Leng Yue.

But anyone who can become a cold and unintentional person is a person he can absolutely trust.

Another month passed.

In the afternoon of this day, Leng Wuxin deliberately broke up the people and came to the backyard alone to enjoy the flowers.

As of today, Leng Wuxin has lived for more than 90 years, and he doesn't remember how many ups and downs he has survived, and now, those winds and rains and sufferings are all precipitated in his eyes, and the years are like the sea, so that those eyes grind away all impetuousness, leaving only the calm and heaviness tempered from the vicissitudes of life.

When the flowers are reflected in these eyes, they seem to be coated with a thick layer of brown, and they no longer become bright, but they become more and more defined.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the backyard door.

Leng Wuxin's gaze still fell on the flower, but he said lightly: "Enter." ”

Immediately, a polite old man walked in, he looked much younger than Leng Wuxin, his hair was not completely white, but his face was wrinkled, and a pair of ice eyes were on the bridge of his nose, which covered the eye bags like silkworm cocoons.

This person's name is Pang Cheng, a famous teacher invited by the Leng family, who is responsible for cultivating the heirs of the Leng family who have not yet reached adulthood, and he is also an important eye and ear that Leng Wuxin has planted in the family.

Leng Wuxin raised his head: "The messenger is back?" ”

"I'm back." As he spoke, Pang Chengcheng handed a picture scroll to Leng Wuxin's hand.

Leng Wuxin unfolded the picture scroll and glanced at it, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Yo, what a handsome man, this face is almost as old as Tai Sui." And these eyes, which seem to be godless, are actually cold and cold, which is very wonderful! Well...... This person is by no means idle. ”

Pang Cheng heard another meaning from Leng Wuxin's words: "The master doesn't recognize him? ”

Leng Wuxin put away the picture scroll: "I don't recognize it, it must be the descendant of some old man, it's normal not to recognize it." ”

Pang Cheng frowned slightly, and stopped talking.

How could he escape from his cold eyes with this little action: "Mr. Pang has something to say." ”

"Sir, look at this." As he spoke, Pang Cheng took out another scroll from his arms and handed it to Leng Wuxin.

Leng Wuxin asked: "Why is there still a painting?" ”

Pang Cheng sighed: "This picture is painted by the eldest lady." ”