Wen Xun'er had only heard of the childish face of the crane and had never seen it, but although the old man in front of him had snow-white hair, his face was ruddy, and he looked energetic, as if he had the feeling of a fairy wind and bones.

He unbuttoned his coat outside, and Wen Xun'er realized that he was wearing a robe inside.

"Ji Wei has seen Mr., about here, I hope Mr. doesn't have to be surprised!"

Xiao Jiwei had an injury on his leg, but the moment he saw the old man, he immediately stood up and saluted, with a humble and respectful posture, which Wen Xun'er had never seen before.

Wen Xun'er could only stand up and bow down to ask for a salute.

The old man stepped forward with a smile and helped Xiao Jiwei up: "Son, you don't have to be polite, presumably this is Madame?" ”

The old man stroked his beard and stared at Wen Xun'er, his eyes were shining, not only looking her up and down, but also circling around her, seeing Wen Xun'er's straight hair.

"Madame, would you like to let the old man check his pulse?"

Wen Xun'er looked at Xiao Jiwei, revealing doubts in her eyes.

"There is labor!" Xiao Jiwei motioned for Wen Xun'er to stretch out his hand.

Helpless, Wen Xun'er could only sit down, then pulled open her sleeves and stretched out her hand to check the old man's pulse.

The old man sat down beside her, stroked his beard, and closed his eyes to listen to her pulse.

It took a quarter of an hour to probe his right hand and then his left, and his fingers pressed on his pulse went from calm to trembling slightly.

Wen Xun'er didn't know what pulse he had reached, but when he opened his eyes again, a pair of eyes burst out with a strong light, as if he had discovered a new continent, he grabbed Wen Xun'er's wrist, and his whole body trembled with excitement: "It's you!" It turned out to be you! I found it, I found it! ”

Wen Xun'er stared at his excited face, becoming more and more puzzled, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Jiwei on the side, obviously, he didn't know why the old man had such a reaction.

Ji Shen, the former emperor of Nanyue, has assisted three emperors, erudite and knowledgeable, there is a world-class talent, it is said that he is good at numerology, medicine, understand the way of governing the country, since the destruction of Nanyue disappeared, since then the continent is left to his legend.

Some say that he died when South Vietnam destroyed the country, and some say that he traveled the world, hung pots to help the world, and lectured to save people, but these are just rumors, and no one has ever seen them.

Xiao Jiwei had read a record about him in Taixue's library, but it was only a few strokes, only saying that he was a master outside the world, and he didn't know where he was, but he didn't expect to get the news of him again in Beihan!

Originally, he wanted to invite the king of Nanyang to come out of the mountain, but the king of Nanyang said that he had long been accustomed to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and refused his invitation, although the emperor of the Northern Han recommended some people to him, but the talents of these people were really mediocre, and they could not satisfy him at all.

I didn't expect to hear the news of the long-disappeared Ji Shi so coincidentally!

He originally wanted to try his luck and let people contact the other party, but he didn't expect him to agree as soon as he invited the other party, and asked him to meet directly, which surprised him and attached great importance to it.

It's just that what makes Xiao Jiwei strange is that the only request for the other party to meet is to ask him to bring the Wen family's concubine from Dayan.

Xiao Jiwei naturally didn't think that Wen Xun'er would know Ji Shen, after all, Ji Shen had disappeared from the countries for more than twenty years, and at that time, Wen Xun'er was not born at all!

But the other party named him, so he naturally had to bring people.

At this moment, Ji Shen grabbed Wen Xun'er's hand and was so excited that he couldn't speak, his face was red, as if he was about to cry, so Wen Xun'er couldn't help but pat him on the back: "Old man, if you have something to say, speak slowly, it doesn't matter!" ”