Sioux House.

Atrium.

On the first seat, Xiao Chunqiu was slowly tasting the tea that the servant had just made and delivered, and the fragrance of tea filled the entire hall, but he felt that this tea was far less delicious than the tea produced under the Cangshan Mountain in the Yuluo Mountain Villa. Although the tea was fragrant, it was very bitter, and he never liked to drink bitter tea, just as he did not like to drink cheap wine.

Xiao Chunqiu simply didn't drink it, he pushed the whole pot of tea aside, leaned lazily on the chair, and still looked lazy.

At this moment, the door of the main hall was suddenly pushed open, Xiao Chunqiu Tian looked fixedly, and a middle-aged man in a gray robe rushed in in a hurry, followed by Huang Jiuping, an old housekeeper of the Su Mansion whom he had met not long ago.

Su Minghe naturally saw Xiao Chunqiu sitting there lazily, he just glanced at it and the whole person was stunned, and his heart was also shocked. More than eight hundred years have passed since the last time the immortal came to Su Mansion, and the immortal in front of him is still a young man, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a young man. At the beginning, the old housekeeper Huang Jiuping said that the immortal was a young man, and he didn't believe it, but now the facts were showing in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, saying that the immortal can coexist with the world and grow old with the sun and the moon, which is really true.

Su Minghe and the old housekeeper Huang Jiuping didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, holding the white scabbard with both hands, and said in a humble tone: "I don't know if it's Xiao Xianren, my Su family is very honored, junior Su Minghe, is the thirteenth generation of the Su family, I hope Xiao Xianren can forgive me." ”

Here, the old housekeeper Huang Jiuping also said humbly: "I don't know if it's an immortal, I was so neglectful just now, and I ask Xiao Xianren not to care." ”

Although he is already seventy years old this year, he knows that he is a junior compared to the immortal in front of him after all, and not long ago he called himself 'Uncle Ping', he feels that he is indeed rude and does not know how to grow up and young.

Xiao Chunqiu waved his hand lightly, and the white scabbard held in Su Minghe's hand slowly flew up, and both Su Minghe and Huang Jiuping were shocked when they saw it, and they watched the white scabbard fall steadily into the hands of the immortals.

Xiao Chunqiu just glanced at the scabbard, then inserted the scabbard back into his waist, and said lightly: "Don't talk about it if you are lazy, it's just Uncle Ping, the tea you arranged for me to make is not delicious at all." ”

"Immortals.. Immortals..."It's just that the old housekeeper Huang Jiuping who called 'Uncle Ping' is an old sweat, how can he bear it, and his head is lowered: "The immortal is really tormenting the junior, you still call the junior's name directly, the junior's name is Huang Jiuping." ”

"Xiao Xianren, Uncle Ping, he has never seen the scabbard of the Purple Smoke Sword, so he doesn't know that you are an immortal, if there is anything rude to you before, I hope you will forgive me." Su Minghe, who was on the side, hurriedly explained, and then he looked at the housekeeper Huang Jiuping: "Uncle Ping, you go and take out my high-quality dragon ear tea and make it for the immortals." ”

Hearing this, Huang Jiuping didn't dare to get up, because the immortal hadn't called him up yet.

"Alright." Xiao Chunqiu smiled, "You don't need to be so humble, I'm not used to it, you all get up." ”

"Thank you, immortals." Su Minghe and the old housekeeper Huang Jiuping were overjoyed, thanked them and stood up.

Huang Jiuping said again: "Immortal, junior, I'll make you a pot of good tea." ”

Xiao Chunqiu waved his hand and signaled to go.

Seeing this, Huang Jiuping hurriedly withdrew from the main hall.

Xiao Chunqiu leaned lazily on the chair, his slender right hand lightly tapped on the tabletop, and looked at Su Minghe here: "What are you doing in a daze, sit down." "It's just that, it seems that he, Xiao Chunqiu, is the master here.

However, Su Minghe didn't care, he could sit in the same hall with the immortals, and when he went back, he could brag to those old guys in the Chamber of Commerce for a while.

"Xie Xianren." Su Minghe thanked him again and sat down in the first position on the right side.

"Don't call me an immortal, call me Xiao Gongzi." Xiao Chunqiu yawned lazily, "I'm not the immortal your ancestor once saved. ”

"Not the immortal?" Su Minghe looked suspicious. "If you weren't that immortal, then how could you have the scabbard of the Purple Smoke Sword?"

Xiao Chunqiu glanced down at the white scabbard inserted in his waist, and said lazily: "This scabbard belongs to the old man of my family." ”

"Old man?" Su Minghe frowned and asked, "Then you are..."

Xiao Chunqiu replied lightly: "I am his grandson, my name is Xiao Chunqiu." ”

"It turned out to be the descendant of that immortal, and the junior didn't even see it, but with the immortal... Xiao Gongzi's temperament is definitely worthy of the word immortal. Su Minghe suddenly realized, although the young man in front of him was not the immortal he had hoped in his heart, the immortal who had been rescued by his ancestors, but he was the descendant of that immortal, and the young man was destined to be an immortal alone.

"Alright." After listening to the praise, Xiao Chunqiu didn't feel very happy, and still looked lazy: "Don't say those cliché words, I came here today for only one purpose, and that is to take the sword left by my old man." ”

"Purple Smoke Sword?" Su Ming was taken aback.

Xiao Chunqiu didn't nod, but he didn't deny it either.

"This...."Su Minghe frowned, thought for a while, and then asked, "Then I don't know that Xiao Gongzi came to fetch the sword for that immortal, and that immortal needs to use it urgently?" ”

"I'm not in a hurry." Xiao Chunqiu waved his hand and yawned: "It's just that the formation of the Escape Flower Valley is broken, and you have to use the Purple Smoke Sword as an eye to repair the formation." Okay, there is no need to talk about useless words, I still have something to do in a while, hurry up and bring the sword, and after so many years, this sword should be returned to its original owner. ”

"Yes, yes, Xiao Gongzi, you are right, and the junior also knows that your affairs cannot be delayed." Su Minghe's words turned around, and his expression was a little embarrassed: "It's just..."

"Just?" Xiao Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, and just now he noticed that Su Minghe's expression was a little wrong, it was not because he was greedy for the luck of the purple smoke sword and was unwilling to return it. Xiao Chunqiu's tone was rare and a little serious: "What? You don't want to return it? If it weren't for the fact that my old man didn't want to lose his manners, he sent me to inform you, otherwise you think you can protect that sword? ”

"No, no, Xiao Gongzi, don't get me wrong." Seeing that the immortal was about to get angry, Su Minghe hurriedly stood up in fright and explained: "Actually, the junior has already guessed that you are here to get the sword, but it suddenly rained heavily some time ago, and my Su Mansion is in disrepair, and everything is relatively old, and the heavy rain collapsed the underground secret room where the purple smoke sword was stored." The ancestors of the juniors have ancestral teachings, and outsiders are not allowed to enter the mansion, so they can only use some mansion members to dig, and so far only half of the digging. It's really not that the junior doesn't want to return the Purple Smoke Sword, it's just that the junior really can't return it now. ”

"Oh?" Xiao Se replied lightly.

Su Minghe wiped his sweat all over his head: "Yes, if Xiao Gongzi is not in a hurry to use the sword, it is better to give the junior two days, I will send some more people, and order them to speed up the digging, and they will definitely return it when the time comes." ”