Chapter 172: The Mysterious Mr. Private School
Wang Chen and the others also placed the old woman properly along the road, comforted the old woman, and promised her that she would definitely bring her daughter Xiao'er back, and the latter's eyes finally regained a little brilliance, and they were grateful to Wang Chen.
On the way to the flight, Wang Chen could only mentally hold on to the luck mentality, and Xiao'er was placed in the royal family as a maid by the royal family, instead of being sent to the army.
The three of them are all in a heavy mood, the country of Zephyr has been made panicked by the royal family, rumors can be seen everywhere, there are many discussions, some merchants even want to leave here, a turbulent country is obviously not suitable for business.
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Wang Zixuan suddenly saw something, pulled Wang Chen and flew down.
In the westernmost border town of the West Wind Country, the streets are full of the most ordinary people, and the cries are constant, Wang Chen observed slightly, and was a little surprised, there were almost no warriors here.
"Brother Chen, oh, one for each of us", I saw Wang Zixuan buy three osmanthus cakes from an old woman, and the fragrance of osmanthus came to her face in an instant.
The old woman looked at the three strangely dressed children in front of her, and she also smiled kindly, "You are from other places, these osmanthus cakes are all picked from the osmanthus trees planted by my family, and the taste is sweet."
Wang Chen and the three of them also tasted the osmanthus cake, just took a small bite gently, and the tip of the tongue was poured into a sweet, refreshing spleen, looking at the kind old man in front of him, Wang Chen suddenly felt cordial, and then held the old man's hand, "Old woman, your osmanthus cake is really delicious, you accept this."
The old woman was a little strange, and then looked at the palm of her hand, it turned out to be a golden gold coin, she was surprised, and quickly shook her head, "I can't help it, where is my osmanthus cake worth so much money, if you like to eat it, just take it, it's not worth a few dollars", the old woman looked at Wang Chen, squinted her eyes slightly, she was old, and there were many folds on her face, so she could only squint.
Wang Chen smiled, "Old man, you can take it, we will come to buy it often in the future, and we won't give money in the future", patted the old woman's palm, and pushed it back.
The old man hesitated for a moment and bowed slightly, "Then I'll take it, you have to come to eat often." The old man smiled very happily, as if his masterpiece had been recognized by others.
Wang Zixuan's mouth was stuffed with osmanthus cakes, and she kept nodding her head, indicating that she would come back in the future.
The old woman smiled happily, and several people were also tasting osmanthus cakes on the side of the road, they were used to tasting the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but in this mortal world, such a simple little cake was the most attractive.
Wang Chen packed all the osmanthus cakes left by the old woman, "Old man, go back and rest, we will keep these osmanthus cakes on the road to eat."
"Okay, well, remember to drink more hot water after eating, don't choke, do you want to go to my house as a guest, children, my granddaughter is sad all day long, saying that there is no one in the town to play with her, if you see you foreigners, you will definitely be very happy."
The old woman looked at Wang Chen and the others expectantly, before Wang Chen could speak, Wang Zixuan nodded hurriedly and pulled the old woman's palm, "Okay, okay, then we can bother", turned back and winked at Wang Chen, very naughty.
Wang Chen also had no choice but to follow her to the old woman's house, and Huang Qinghan silently followed behind the two.
A remote farmhouse in the town, some distance from the downtown just now, the pace of the old man is very slow, but a few people are not in a hurry, into the deep alley, a yellow gate imprinted into everyone's eyes, the door is pasted with red couplets, two columns of yellowed characters, "Spring is auspicious and happy year, the lanterns shine high on the safe door, and the spring returns to the earth horizontally."
The old woman looked at Wang Chen staring at this Spring Festival couplet, and said with a smile, "This Spring Festival couplet, but I asked the storyteller in the town to write it, saying that it can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil."
Wang Chen nodded unconsciously, and then the depths of his eyes lit up, Wang Zixuan also saw Wang Chen's dark color strange, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Chen, what's wrong, is there anything wrong with this couplet?" ”
Wang Chen thought for a moment, and also replied, "This couplet does have some wonderful uses, it should be written by a cultivator with good strength, and there is an aura of mystery in it."
Wang Zixuan was quite puzzled, but when she saw Wang Chen shaking her head, she didn't ask any more questions.
"Old man, where is this gentleman who wrote couplets, I also want to ask him to write one," Wang Chen asked with a smile.
"You say Mr. Xu, he is the gentleman of this town's private school, if you want to ask him to write a couplet, I will let my granddaughter take you later", the old woman smiled and nodded, although her body was rickety and it was difficult to walk, she was still very happy to have guests coming.
Slowly walking into the small courtyard, what catches your eye is a huge osmanthus tree, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers in the nose makes people feel happy.
"Little goose, come out quickly, there is a guest coming, prepare tea quickly", the old woman shouted loudly.
"Grandma! You're back, have guests? Okay, I'll be right away", Wang Chen heard a childish voice before he could see the figure.
Wang Chen walked into a house, a not very large table, barely able to accommodate five or six people, with some teacups and pastries on it, there were only a few small benches, and the surrounding walls were only made of clay, and there were not many ornate furniture, it was very simple.
"Please sit down, usually, there are no guests coming, it's a little cold, I'll let the goose have some hot water later", the old woman was busy and wiped the table and stool.
Wang Chen stopped her, "Old man, you do it, we can do these things when we are young", the old woman wanted to refuse, only to hear a rush of footsteps, and a figure rushed straight into the room, carrying a small bag in his hand.
Panting and said, "Grandma, tea is here", Wang Chen couldn't help but look at the little girl in front of him, estimating that she should be twelve or thirteen years old, with a goose egg face, the clothes on her body are yellow, yellow, green and green, a little shabby, at first glance, it is sewn and mended, and there is no rouge and vulgar powder on his face, but it makes Wang Chen feel very attractive and likes it.
"Little goose, come, make tea for the guests, don't be lazy", the old woman looked at the figure of the little goose very happily.
The little goose in front of the "good grandma" is very capable, brewed tea from each cup, and served it to Wang Chen and the three of them one by one, Wang Zixuan nodded happily, "Thank you, little sister", she also likes this little girl very much, although it is very simple, but this vitality on the body really attracts them, maybe this is the feeling of hope, in the cultivation world, such vitality is very rare.
"Hehe, sister uses tea", the little goose stood aside and looked at Wang Zixuan and Huang Qinghan cautiously, she couldn't help but be a little envious, the two sisters were dressed so well, she glanced at her clothes again, and then twisted it.
How could she hide her little actions from Wang Chen, he smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, the three of them chatted with the old woman about family life, and the little goose kept making tea for the three of them, very well-behaved.
On the way to chat, they also learned that Little Goose's parents turned out to be martial artists, but they never came back since they left the town, and Little Goose looked depressed and had some resentment towards the two of them.
Wang Chen didn't comment too much, maybe they had something unspeakable, or maybe they were long gone.
Wang Zixuan looked at the little goose in front of her and felt distressed, "Do you know where the little goose's parents went?" Or whether there is a message home".
Before the old woman could answer, the little goose snorted and couldn't help complaining, "It's been so many years, and I haven't come back since I was born, so how can there be any message."
The old woman also shook her head, silent, her face was full of vicissitudes, some did not want to answer this question, Wang Chen guessed that maybe she knew something, but she didn't want to tell the little goose.
Wang Zixuan also guessed probably, and also blamed herself for not asking these questions in front of the little goose.
Not knowing what to do for a while, Wang Chen suddenly said, "Old man, I want to go and ask that gentleman to make me a couplet."
The old woman also reacted, and nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, my legs and feet are inconvenient, just let the little goose take you there", and then looked at the little goose on the side, "Take my brother and sister to a private school and find Mr. Xu."
The goose nodded obediently.
Wang Zixuan probably guessed that Wang Chen was a little curious about the private school gentleman.
The three of them followed the little goose, and Wang Chen suddenly asked the little goose, "What does that private school teacher usually teach you?"
Little Goose thought for a while and said, "Mr. Xu usually teaches us some book ways, but I don't like it, it's boring, it's all what, people are good at the beginning, whatever, it's boring, I prefer Mr. Xu to occasionally teach us some martial arts, to strengthen the body, every time I finish practice, I feel so powerful", after speaking, he didn't forget to wave his fist forward, probably thinking that he was so unladylike, so he quickly took it back and smiled.
Wang Chen also laughed, "It doesn't matter, it's a good fight, this Mr. Xu is not simple, very powerful", Wang Chen commented.
Wang Zixuan was a little surprised, she was also curious about the person who could make Wang Chen evaluate the powerful person, she also felt that the boxing technique of the little goose just now was not simple, and in an instant, there was a mysterious aura.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu is amazing, big brother, let me tell you, there were a few children in the private school who were bullied by a group of ruffians, and it was the first time I saw Mr. Xu angry, only to see him in the air a few times, and those little hooligans were all scared away", the little goose also learned what Mr. Xu was in the air.
Wang Chen watched her keep making comparisons, and he was also thinking in his heart, he probably understood that this Mr. Xu was not an ordinary person, he should be a cultivator, and he was a gentleman in a private school in this remote place, which made Wang Chen very curious about the reason.
A few people followed the little goose, walked through one small alley after another, and finally behind a dilapidated tile house, a few people saw a plaque, on which only four big characters were written, "spring breeze and rain", Wang Chen looked at this "spring breeze and rain", he was a little surprised, these four words actually faintly immersed him, and even his mood was calmed down, so magical, "What a master", Wang Chen muttered to himself, just these four words made him sigh, he is not as good as this Mr. Xu, can write the mystery into every word, Even at a glance, you can feel the state of mind of the person who wrote this word, as if a spring breeze was blowing, and Wang Chen stepped into the private school.
The sound of reading in the private school, and the sound of children fighting, this scene made Wang Chen unpleasantly surprised, just at this time, a child cried out, "Sir, those hooligans are here again, they robbed my mother of the pocket money I gave me", only to see a little fat baby with snot and tears on his face ran in.
Then a figure walked out of the classroom, with some anger on his face......