The pedestrian street in the south of the city is always crowded, and even in the cold winter, it cannot reduce the enthusiasm of tourists to sightsee.

There are not many people in the early morning, most of the shops on both sides of the road are not open, and the signs hanging on the eaves are swaying in the wind, and the antique appearance makes people feel like they are back in the past, but between the details, everything is fake.

"Grandpa, this way."

Feng Shiyun helped the old man to slowly pace forward, the bluestone slab under his feet was rugged, it didn't matter if he stepped on it, but the old man was old, and it was not smooth to walk on it.

He didn't understand why Bai He had to meet in this place, it was easier to go anywhere than here. But after he asked to meet, Bai He directly said this place, and he was unwilling to change it. Bai He's behavior has always been different from ordinary people, and he didn't want to argue about anything, so he had to agree.

The old man hadn't walked such a long way since he had come here, he had rarely come here, and he had been looking at the furnishings on both sides all the way, most of the things he had seen, but he was a little puzzled why he was still taking them out for sale now, which was obviously useless now.

His hand rested on Feng Shiyun's arm and moved forward with force. After walking for a long time, seeing that it was almost the end, he asked a little out of breath, "Shiyun, how far is it?" ”

Feng Shiyun looked up at the familiar totem not far away, and said, "Soon, it's just ahead." ”

"Hmm." The old man looked up at the totem on the stone slab, and inexplicably felt very familiar. He suddenly remembered and asked, "Shiyun, look at the pattern on this, is it very similar to the pattern on your neck?" ”

"Huh?" Feng Shiyun also felt familiar, but he didn't think about it, and only when he heard the old man mention him did he pull out the rope from his neck, and the pattern on the black pendant hanging on it was exactly the same as the one on the bluestone slab!

How many secrets is hidden in this Bai He? Maybe everything, only when you see Bai He, can you get the answer.

He tucked the charm back into his clothes, "Grandpa, let's go in first." ”

"Hmm." The old man answered, and his steps were a little faster than just now.

As soon as the two stepped onto the steps, the closed wooden door suddenly opened from the inside, revealing an unfamiliar young face.

"Mr. Feng, right?" The young man asked respectfully, "Please come in, my young master is waiting for you inside." ”

Feng Shiyun had never seen this man beside Bai He, and he asked defensively, "Who are you?" ”

The man looked him up and down, and said contemptuously, "I am Yin He, and I have been following my young master for many years. ”

The implication was obviously to express his dissatisfaction with Feng Shiyun, and he didn't even know about it.

Feng Shiyun really hasn't seen it, Bai He is haunted all day long, how do you know who is around him!

"Yin He," Bai He's voice floated out from inside, with a majesty that was hard to hear, "let you open the door, why are you blocking the door and not letting the guests in?" ”

Yin He hurriedly replied, "I'm opening the door, and I'm here!" ”

He gave up his place and stretched out his hand to support the other side of the old man, "Mr. Feng, please come in." ”

Everything in the garden is still very dilapidated, and there are no leaves left on the thick ginkgo trees, which are full of layers in the yard, and the thick fallen leaves are soft on them.

Bai He sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, saw the old man come in, got up and said, "Old man, it's been a hard journey, right?" ”

The clothes on his body are very strange, white but full of messy patterns, the hem of the chest is a piece, but the pants are spliced together in black and white, like the clothes in the overhead novel played in the movie.

Feng Shiyun looked at his nondescript clothes, frowned and asked, "What are you wearing, messy?" ”

"Do you think it's messy, too?" The emotions in Feng Shiyun's smile were complicated, "I don't like this dress either." ”

"Why do you wear it if you don't like it?" Feng Shiyun was puzzled.

Bai He's gaze met the old man's cloudy eyes, "It's because I want to meet a special guest that I have to wear a special dress, which can show my heart and the grandeur of this meeting." ”

He stared into the old man's blank eyes and asked, "Do you still like this dress, old man?" ”

The old man came back to his senses and said lightly, "It's not bad." ”

"If you like it, if you like it." Bai He turned his head to Yin He and said, "Have you arranged everything well?" ”

Yin He was punished once, and it was simply a holy decree in Bai He's words, "Young Master, it has already been arranged." ”

"Well, you guys play here, don't bother us." Bai He quite naturally excluded Feng Shiyun.

"Why can't I go in?" Feng Shiyun began to protest as soon as he heard this.

The old man said with a cold face, "You wait here, and I'll come out in a while." ”

The old man had spoken, and Feng Shiyun didn't have a problem, he nodded reluctantly, "Well, I know." ”

Bai He took the old man from his hand, "Come, old man, the ground is uneven, I'll help you in." ”

"Alas, did your young master take the wrong medicine?" The first time Feng Shiyun saw Bai He with such a serious appearance, his jaw almost dropped. Although he wanted to hear what they would say, he looked at the harmless Yin He beside him, as if he hadn't eavesdropped on the powerful past with that generosity.

His own young master was suspected, and Yin He's face turned cold at the moment, "You just took the wrong medicine!" You are not allowed to say that about my young master! ”

"Humph!" Feng Shiyun classifies Yin He as a brain-dead fan, he is not willing to deal with brain-dead fans, it will lower his IQ!

The closed door completely cut off the eyes of the outside inquiry, but the seemingly ordinary wooden house was well insulated, and the movement inside the house was echoed by the fallen leaves and wind in the courtyard, and no sound could be heard.

The old man sat steadily on the Taishi chair, calmly looked at Bai He kneeling on the futon, and asked calmly, "Mr. Feng, you and I are not related, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do such a big gift, right?" ”

Bai He's age really looks like it's not much different from Feng Shiyun, even if it's a junior who comes to worship, he can afford it with his seniority, but he doesn't understand why Bai He is a stranger.

Bai He bowed solemnly, slowly straightened up and said, "I am worshipping for the old man, you shouldn't have forgotten your son, Feng Li'an, right?" ”

"What did you say?" The old man stood up from his chair and looked at the stranger kneeling on the ground in shock, "How did you know about him?" ”

Bai He was still kneeling on the ground, and the dim room hid half of his face in the shadows, "I not only know him, but I am also very familiar with him." ”