Just when the two were at a stalemate, Xuanyuan Tu suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"Eldest grandson Jiuyun, right, you are a rising star, how dare you go crazy in front of the old man?"

The eldest grandson Jiuyun has always paid attention to this old man in green clothes and black hair, and when he heard him speak, his face rarely showed a trace of respect: "The predecessor is the Northern Hell Green Lion, Xuanyuan senior?" ”

"Hmph, it's rare that people from the six doors still know the old man!"

Xuanyuan Tu flicked his long sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Is Old Man Zhuge still alive now?"

Xuanyuan Tu was silent for a moment and asked.

Eldest grandson Jiuyun: "The teacher is in good health, and I look forward to seeing Xuanyuan's predecessors again." ”

"Since it's still alive, it's gone!"

Xuanyuan Tu waved his hand, not giving face at all.

Eldest grandson Jiuyun: "......"

The eldest grandson Yanhui on the side widened his eyes in disbelief, old man Zhuge ? Teacher?

This can't be the one from the Marquis Mansion in the capital, right?

The surname Zhuge is also the mentor of the eldest brother, so there is only the Iron Courage Marquis Mansion in the capital, known as Zhuge Jingchen in cold clothes and iron courage!

Zhuge Jingchen is the current Taifu, in charge of the six departments of the imperial court, and the head of the 180,000 Imperial Forest Army, the first person under the throne of the Son of Heaven, the god catcher of the previous generation, the first guard of the saint, the master of the Great Interior, and the head of the Forbidden City...... With all kinds of prestige, he has become a legend of the capital, a martial artist feared by everyone in the officialdom, and the number one master who guards the capital.

But it's such a myth, and there are people who want to see it but can't see it.

He knows that one of the four beasts famous in the rivers and lakes is also a famous martial arts legend and an existence that everyone admires, but when he is old, he wants to compare with the Zhuge Shenhou who is now in power, but it is still a lot worse.

But looking at his brother's respectful appearance, he didn't dare to make a mistake, there was no arrogance in his eyes, only awe.

"I don't care what this treasure thief did, but at this moment, you can't arrest him, let alone embarrass the people of the Deng family, if you have any questions, you can let Old Man Zhuge come to me."

Xuanyuan Tu waved his hand, and no matter what the eldest grandson Jiuyun thought, he directly decided for him.

The eldest grandson Jiuyun looked a little hesitant and said: "The senior's orders, I should obey them, but the treasury treasures stolen by the treasure thief god need to be returned!" ”

I saw the treasure thief on the side and said lightly: "What is recorded on the treasure map is all the treasures I have stolen in the past forty years, and if you can take it away, it will be regarded as money for the Deng family!" ”

The eldest grandson Jiuyun glanced at him indifferently, and then said, "The junior has one more thing!" ”

Xuanyuan Tu frowned, and said unhappily: "How can you be so mother-in-law, what else is the matter?" ”

The eldest grandson Jiuyun: "The younger generation can't make the decision about the treasure thief, and I also ask Xuanyuan's seniors to have time to go to the capital and discuss it with the Hou Ye in person." ”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Tu's frowning brows couldn't help but stretch a little: "You are quite filial!" ”

"The juniors haven't done anything, now that the matter has come to this, I'll retire!"

The eldest grandson Jiuyun is a person with a cold temperament, he acts neatly and neatly, and never procrastinates, since he can't catch people or kill people, there is no need for him to stay any longer!

Watching the people of the six doors come and leave in a hurry, everyone is a little foggy, and it feels so unreal.

Especially Ding Qianye and other people in the rivers and lakes, they feel even more incredible, just ask when the six doors are so easy to talk to, and the treasure thief is standing in front of him, as a god of catching, he actually said that if he doesn't catch it, he won't catch it, when did Xuanyuan Tu have such a big face.

Regarding this matter, even Ding Qianye, his good friend for decades, has never heard of it.

But Xuanyuan Tu obviously didn't

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There is a meaning to explain.

Looking at Deng Changqing, who was walking towards him, the treasure thief turned around directly and flew away into the distance, without saying a word to the people of the Deng family from beginning to end.

At this time, Wen Qing went to the ruins and returned, shook his head and said, "If you don't see that person, maybe you were rescued, or you didn't die at all." ”

Xuanyuan Tu said quietly on the surface: "It's okay, that person is obviously coming for his righteous brother, if he doesn't die, he will appear sooner or later." ”

"It's strange, I don't seem to have offended anyone, how could there be such a powerful master who wants to kill me!"

Yang Lingwu frowned in confusion, shook his head and sighed.

And Ao Zisheng patted him on the shoulder and said: "The rivers and lakes are like this, everyone who comes is white, and when it ends, the corpses are covered with bloody swords, isn't it the fault of one person?" ”

Xuanyuan Tu also said: "You have been in the limelight recently, and it is not surprising that someone with a heart is waiting for an opportunity to plan." ”

In this regard, Yang Ling didn't know what to say, it was not what he wanted to be an enemy of others, but the dream in his heart was to be able to experience the rivers and lakes, sing long songs, not be burdened by the world, not be sad by others, and be chic and wanton...... But now, he feels that he is drifting away from his original intention.

This river and lake, after all, is not his alone rivers and lakes, no, or the rivers and lakes exist because of people, not because of the rivers and lakes, there are people.

……

After a day of repairs, the next morning, the people were about to leave.

With Xuanyuan Tu's repeated assurances, Deng Changqing finally put his heart down and thanked everyone for saving their lives.

In this regard, Xuanyuan Tu was not polite, and directly moved one-third of the old wine in the Peach Blossom Winery before he felt satisfied.

And although Deng Changqing saw that it hurt, compared to the grace of saving lives, these are things outside the body, and they are nothing.

Several people re-embarked on the journey, and behind them, a group of Deng family members sent each other together, and only returned to the village until everyone was far away.

As soon as Deng Changqing sat down, Deng Ziyuan got up and said softly: "Dad, my daughter has missed her mother a little in recent days, and she wants to go back to her uncle's house to live for a while. ”

After hearing this, Deng Changqing couldn't help but sigh sadly: "Go, you have also suffered in the past two days, so it's good to relax." ”

"What about Ziyi? If you want to go, go with your sister! ”

I saw Deng Ziyi's eyes flickering, and finally seemed to have made up his mind, and came to Deng Changqing and knelt down.

"Dad, the child wants to learn martial arts, and he doesn't want to make wine anymore!"

If it was normal, Deng Changqing would definitely scold him, but after yesterday's incident, he has let go of all the obsessions in his heart, the so-called ancestral training, but because of people, is it necessary to bury the lives of the whole family for a so-called treasure map of unknown origin?

Obviously impossible, and he, Deng Changqing, was not so frustrated, so he handed over the treasure map.

Since it has already been violated once, it does not care if it is violated a second time.

Who said that the male Ding of the Deng family must be trapped in the mountain villa for the rest of his life to make wine and inherit the ancestral business?

He Deng Changqing is biased, since his son wants to learn martial arts, then he will let him learn martial arts, so what's the matter?

Nothing is more important to him than the lives of his family.

"Since you want to learn martial arts, then learn it!"

"Have you thought about it, what sect to worship?"

Deng Changqing asked with a smile.

Deng Ziyi thought that his father would scold him, but what he didn't expect was that he actually agreed, so he said with some excitement: "The child has no place to go for the time being, and my father is well-informed, can he show the way for the child." ”

I saw Deng Changqing ponder seriously for a moment and said, "Since you want to learn martial arts, then go to Shaolin!" The world is martial

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Lin Zhengzong, naturally, is not in vain! ”

"Okay, the boy will go to Shaolin!"

Deng Ziyi knew that his father was sincerely thinking about himself, and his face could not hide his joy, and he said loudly.

Deng Changqing looked at his son, and suddenly, a sense of guilt came to his heart, he couldn't help but stroke his son's head, and his tone was full of care and admonition:

"No matter what you learn, remember not to give up halfway, you must know that practicing martial arts is the world's first class of difficulty, in addition to the exquisite talent, there is also the hard practice, for the father does not ask you to fight the world martial arts, only ask you to be safe and happy, and you will be at ease!"

Deng Ziyi listened to his father's words, couldn't help but redden, gritted his teeth, and nodded heavily.

The two sisters and brothers got their wish, and they both stayed at home with their old father for a day, and they didn't leave until the next day.

Looking at the empty winery where there was only one person left, Deng Changqing took out the wine glass that he drank on the night of the candle in the cave room of his deceased wife, and began to drink to the air.

When the love is strong, I can't help but sing in a low voice:

Life and death are vast, Siqing is gone, desolate and nowhere to talk, only tears......

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

At night, in an inn.

Xuanyuan Tu's window door was suddenly opened, and a figure appeared in his room.

Xuanyuan Tu, who was sleeping soundly with the peach blossom wine pot in his arms, immediately woke up and sat up.

"Don't be alarmed!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xuanyuan Tu shrugged his nose and said impatiently: "What are you looking for me?" ”

I saw that the candle on the table was lit, and a familiar black shadow appeared in front of him, it was the treasure thief who disappeared from the Deng family that day.

"If you ask for something below, please ask the lion king to answer, and if you ask for something, you can put it forward."

The Treasure Thief saluted respectfully, even with some humility.

And this also made Xuanyuan Tu a little interested, and Dama Jindao sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "What's the matter, you can tell me about it." ”

"The second son of the Deng family wants to enter Shaolin to learn martial arts, and I heard that the lion king was a lay disciple of Shaolin back then, can you ask the lion king to introduce him on his behalf?"

"Yo, that kid from the Deng family wants to go to Shaolin to learn martial arts? It's interesting, but what does it have to do with you? ”

Xuanyuan Tu couldn't help but smile at first, and then said meaningfully.

only heard the tone of the treasure thief remain unchanged, and even mocked back: "The dignified lion king, when did you like to inquire about other people's affairs?" ”

The corners of Xuanyuan Tu's mouth raised slightly, and he pretended to be angry and said: "When did you ask for someone, you also became so angry!" ”

"I can only be regarded as a deal with the lion king, not a request, and the lion king doesn't have to give up, so naturally he has something to say."

The Treasure Thief said without backing down.

"How daring!"

I only heard Xuanyuan Tu snort lightly, then walked to the table, picked up the paper that Xue'er graffiti learned to learn words in his room today, and began to write with ink, and after a while, the paper was full of writing, and then took out another one, to be written, a cursory look, there are more than 100 words, which can be described as full of sincerity.

"Even if you are a Shaolin disciple, the old man will not care about you, let him go to North Shaolin, worship under the Qingmu monk, he is my nephew, take this letter, he dare not accept it."

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Tu folded the letter and handed it to the other party.

The Treasure Thief took it, thanked him, and then disappeared in place, and the window that had been pushed open closed as if the other party had never appeared.

I could only hear the words of the other party echoing in the room:

"Today's feelings, the younger generation has written it down, and he will have a good reward in the future!"

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