Chapter 48: Listening to the Waves in the Woods

I feel that what Song Lao said next must be the deepest secrets in his heart, and these secrets may not be known to his father, who is probably the closest to him, so Cao Hongying will feel nervous and panicked.

Song Lao is a senior master, and in Cao Hongying's impression, he is like a first-class figure of a living immortal, and it is a proud thing to be able to listen to him tell his heart.

People, born with curiosity by nature, are full of hope for every grass and tree in the world, grow up slowly, the more clear this shijie, the more I feel that this shijie is ugly, slowly, but miss the time when I don't know anything, that kind of life may be as simple as an idiot, but it is also the most relaxed.

There are some things that it is better not to know than to know, because knowing means responsibility and pressure.

Not everything can be shared with others, such as the secret in Song Lao's heart, which has never been mentioned to anyone over the years.

Cao Hongying's facial features are extremely exquisite, and the setting sun smeared yellow gold powder on her face, as if she had put on a thin layer of makeup, she is very moving at this time, but her brows are tightly locked, showing her inner uneasiness.

Song Lao didn't continue to speak, as if he had completely forgotten his previous question, he just silently looked at Wangwang Mountain opposite.

It is said that there is a temple on the mountain, there are a group of pseudo-Taoist priests, and there is a bronze statue, which is a declining prince of the previous dynasty, the eldest son of the most famous female emperor of Huaxia, and then sent to the deserted place of Banan City, thinking of Chang'an every day, climbing the mountain and looking into the distance, chanting countless poems of broken intestines, and then being remembered by future generations, so the statue.

Song Lao loves tea, but today he seems to have no intention of tasting tea, talking less, and not having to moisten his throat, for a long time, the uneasiness in Cao Hongying's heart gradually faded, she stood up, went to the house to take a water bottle and fill the teapot.

Born in the Cao family, whether she likes it or not, no matter how rebellious she is, the tea art is a compulsory lesson, the Cao family once stayed in a tea ceremony master, praised her tea art, and even praised her for having the potential and talent to become a tea ceremony master.

She is a skilled teaer, but she never makes tea for others, and she feels that few people in this world are qualified to drink the tea she makes.

The old Song in front of her is undoubtedly one of the very few people who enjoy her clever tea art, and she is willing to make tea for him once, but unfortunately Song Lao drinks tea, and has always only used the most rudimentary tea leaves and tea utensils, and never pays attention to the brewing method, so she can only give up.

The red glow on the horizon gradually faded, the sky and the earth began to become dim, the tourists on the mountain came down one after another, chirping, zuihou with a group of staff on the mountain zuihou went down the mountain, the surroundings were quiet, only the sound of traffic at the foot of the mountain could be heard, the sound was mixed in one place, inaudible clearly, occasionally a few car horns, still harsh.

When those staff members left, they passed by the iron gate, and they just glanced at Song Lao lightly, and when they saw Cao Hongying, their eyes were amazing, and they all suddenly lit up, but it was a pity that this pair of old and young people didn't care about these people at all, they all seemed to be immersed in the distant river of memory, and they seemed to be dreaming with their eyes open, and they didn't pay attention to it at all.

Song Lao stood up, locked the iron door, and said warmly to Cao Hongying, who was helping beside him: "Accompany me to climb the mountain!" ”

Cao Hongying nodded.

The old man and the young man walked through the small door next to him, and Song Lao carefully locked the small door when he left.

Naturally, the two of them would not take the winding mountain road, but went up the stone steps, with Song Lao in front and Cao Hongying behind, walking leisurely, but the speed was much faster than ordinary people.

Ordinary people climb the mountain, not half an hour can not climb to the top of the mountain, very few people who climb to the top of the mountain, all panting like cattle, sweating like a note.

But the two of them went to the top of the mountain, and they were not tired, Song Lao was still full of red light, and Cao Hongying was as beautiful and moving as before.

Silently climb to the top of the tower, an old and a young man look far away by the railing, Banan City will be in full view, at this time the lanterns are first put on, the pine forest under the feet gradually grows mist, the scenery is picturesque.

"I am also fated with your father, and I will only live in the Cao family for ten years."

Cao Hongying's heart was shocked, did she finally start telling the story?

The foreshadowing is really long, but being in such an environment and listening to a long-term story is indeed more feeling.

"I've killed a lot of people, what should be killed, what shouldn't be killed, I killed them all, zuihou has blood on his hands, in the past ten years, I have worked hard to accumulate virtue, but the sin is too deep, what I have done is what I have done, how can I clean it up?"

"That's why I have retribution."

"I have had a family and a son, and he used to be my pride, but Zuihou, they are all gone from me."

"Maybe that's why I can stop and come to Banan City."

"When I left, your father didn't keep me, because he knew what I was thinking, and only told me that the Cao family owed me a favor, so he was willing to do anything for me, just like I used to do things for the Cao family, without asking for reasons and without conditions."

"But I can't ignore the interests of the Cao family, and the Cao family can't fail, I haven't asked him to do anything over the years, and in the future, maybe not."

Song Lao stopped talking, turned around and walked down the tower, Cao Hongying followed behind.

She is not very suitable for Song Lao's whimsical thinking, so she can only slowly summarize Song Lao's words, carefully analyze and summarize, Zuihou finally has some general understanding of Song Lao's past.

So, she began to sympathize with Song Lao.

Maybe Song Lao once had a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, once brilliant, and dazzling, but now, he is just a twilight old man, his relatives have left him, he is atoning for his sins in the second half of his life, enjoying the so-called retribution that life brings him, and he doesn't seem to have an easy life.

She was suddenly a little impulsive now, eager to help do something, whether it was to repay Song Lao's favor to her, or to compensate him for the Cao family.

Passing through the playground, Song Lao walked into a pine forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees, covering the sky and the sun, the mountains are equipped with street lights, the dim light shines through the gaps in the trees, the leaves swing with the wind, with mottled light and shadow, such as silver rain falling slightly.

"I've seen him, how did he die?" Cao Hongying asked suddenly.

Song Lao stopped, didn't look back for a long time, and only after a long time did he answer astringently: "He was killed!" ”

"What about the enemy?"

Feeling the murderous aura emanating from Song Lao's body, Cao Hongying's body trembled slightly.

She knew that Song Lao was a master, a very high master, and his cultivation was unfathomable, she was a little self-deprecating, according to Song Lao's martial arts, he would naturally have stabbed the enemy a long time ago, otherwise why would he come to Banan City to be a gatekeeper.

"Enemies? Don't know where! Elder Song let out a long sigh.

Cao Hongying frowned: "Haven't you checked?" Didn't your father check it for you? ”

According to the Shili of the Cao family, it should not be difficult to find the enemy, Cao Hongying was a little puzzled.

Shaking his head, Song Lao said: "Actually, I know who killed him, but I am conflicted, and I don't know whether to avenge him." ”

“weishenme？” Cao Hongying is even more curious, how can she not repay the revenge of killing her son?

Song Lao touched a pine tree beside him, and suddenly with a force, the ancient tree with a diameter of one meter trembled, like a strong wind, pine needles fell like rain, and a group of crows flew out from the tent, and the screams were very desolate, which made people feel sad.

Cao Hongying was in awe in her heart and didn't dare to make a sound.

"I know who the enemy is, but I can't make a move."

“weishenme？” Cao Hongying felt that she was getting more and more confused.

Song Lao said solemnly: "Because I'm afraid of death, because he doesn't deserve to die, for me, he is a murderer, but for others, he is a hero." ”

Cao Hongying was surprised, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Old Song is joking." ”

"You think it's funny too?" Song Lao finally turned his head and said with a serious expression: "I'm not joking, I'm really afraid of death, how many people in this world are not afraid of death?" ”

Cao Hongying inexplicably believed Song Lao's words in her heart, and after thinking about it carefully, she felt that Song Lao's words were true.

In this world, how many people are not afraid of death?

The simpler the words, the truth is often the truth, and the truth is often only a very small number of people dare to face it.

"Even you don't have a chance to beat him?" Cao Hongying suddenly reacted, a little shocked.

Song Lao is already a top master in her heart, so how powerful should Song Lao's enemy be?

Nodding, Song Lao said: "If you confess a little more, I can't beat him, but I won't make a move, not just because I can't beat him, but because he is indeed a hero and can't be killed." ”

Cao Hongying said with a straight face: "As a person in the rivers and lakes, how can you not avenge the revenge of killing your son?" ”

Song Lao said calmly: "Even if I want to kill, I can't kill it." ”

"In the future, I will kill him for you, and you can tell me who the enemy is." Cao Hongying is very serious about his commitment.

"You?" Song Lao looked at Cao Hongying, recognized it for a while, then nodded, and said, "If you have the opportunity, you can bring him a message, but for now, you still don't ask so much." ”

Seeing that Cao Hongying was not convinced, Song Lao changed the topic: "You have practiced internal skills, right?" ”

Cao Hongying nodded subconsciously.

Song Lao didn't care, and asked again: "Then are you still a virgin?" ”

Cao Hongying's face turned red, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

Seeing Song Lao staring at him with a solemn expression, Cao Hongying couldn't help but be shy, and nodded lightly.

"Good, good, good!" Song Lao said three good words in a row, and then turned around and went down the mountain hahadaxiao.

The laughter was rough and bold, like thunder roaring, full of energy, and it never disappeared in the forest for a long time, and Song Lao seemed to release the emotions in his chest for a long time.

Cao Hongying was at a loss for a moment.

Stopping the laughter, Song Lao turned his head to look at Cao Hongying again, and said with a smile: "Your Cao family's internal strength heart method is too superficial, although I taught it, but I know in my heart that it is only a second-rate heart method, fortunately, I accidentally got a book of internal strength heart method a few years ago, and I studied it carefully, it was actually passed down from ancient times, this exercise is wonderful, and it can be achieved quickly, and it can definitely be squeezed into the first-class rivers and lakes, but unfortunately the requirements for cultivators are very harsh, and women who must maintain a virgin body can practice, and it is best to have never practiced internal strength before, Although you have already cultivated other mental methods, you are still not very skilled, and you can just practice them! ”

As soon as Cao Hongying heard this, she suddenly thundered like five thunders, and almost fainted with happiness.

She has been tired of literature and martial arts since she was a child, and she claims to be a strange woman in the rivers and lakes, how can she not be ecstatic when she can practice this kind of first-class exercises.

Not to mention that she originally liked to practice martial arts, even if she was an ordinary person, who could resist such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

This is the beauty of pie in the sky!

Cao Hongying was so excited that her whole body trembled, she couldn't speak, her lips trembled, she couldn't say a word, she only felt like she was in a trance in a dream.