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Lan Shao left the Xuanyuanjia teahouse and did not rush back to the Feng family's villa, strolled in the cold wind, walked for a while, received a phone call, and ran to an old tea street.

There are several old streets in the capital that used to have the most teahouses, and with the development of the times, the street business projects have also kept pace with the times and become diverse, but there are still a small number of time-honored teahouses that have not been changed.

The taxi that sent Lan Shao drove into the old street, slowing down, looking for the teahouse designated by the guest as he went, finding the land, and pausing at the place along the edge.

After paying the fare, Lan Shao dressed up, walked slowly to the door of the old brick and wood teahouse, lifted the curtain to block the cold wind, and entered the lobby with the wind squeezing inward.

The tea boy greeted the guests warmly, and Lan Shao went straight to the second floor with ease, while informing the tea boy: "Plum character private room." ”

"It turned out to be Lan Shao, please, the second young master will be here soon." The tea boy didn't know who the guest was, but when he heard the guest report from the private room, he knew who it was, sent the guest to the stairs, saw him go up, and he went to order to make tea.

Lan Shaoden on the second floor, find the plum word private room, push the door and enter, the private room has been dotted up, cleaned up neatly, there are vases in the Duobao Pavilion, the four seasons potted plants on the pot rack are luxuriant, the house is set up around the table, and the exquisite tea set is placed.

Before the host came, Lan Shaoxing went to the guest seat of the kotatsu and sat down, and the pot in the kotatsu burned a charcoal fire, revealing warmth.

He only sat for a short time, and a tea boy brought four-color pastries and four-colored fruits, and then brought a small stove for boiling water and put it not far from the quilt, put the water for making tea on the stove to boil, and set up a small table, put cold water and hot water, smokeless charcoal for the fire, and water and plates for washing hands.

After finishing the items, the tea boy withdrew lightly.

After a few minutes, another young man about thirty years old entered the teahouse, a black windbreaker wrapped around his body, lined like a green pine, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, looking forward to the calm atmosphere, and his calm eyes contained the cold light of the sword blade.

The tea boy who welcomed the guests saw the son of the Dongfang family coming, and replied respectfully: "Second young master, Lan Shao is upstairs." ”

"Oh." The young man sighed indifferently, went straight to the second floor, climbed to the second floor, took off his coat, wore only a white shirt, walked to the plum private room and stepped on the door.

"Qingxi, you're a little late."

"Fang Shao, it's not that I'm late, it's that you came too early." Lan Shao knew that Fang Shao was referring to the fact that the Nalan family was a little late in entering Beijing.

"There are no outsiders, just call me Dongfang King Kong, Fang Shao Fang is called less, and I am called a lot, I almost think that my real surname is Fang."

Fang Shao walked to the kotsu and threw his coat on an empty chair, washed his hands, sat down in the main seat, and lifted the boiling water from the stove to wash the boiling water tea set.

"Each other, each other. King Kong, I haven't seen you for more than two years, and you are becoming more and more free. Lan Shao also smiled and took off his coat and threw it on the empty chair.

"That is, I was finally able to come out to catch my breath, and if I didn't get rid of it, I would suffocate."

Fang Shao washed the tea set, took out the tea leaves, made tea, and then divided the tea.

Lan Shao took the tea and took a sip, the clear and turquoise Biluo spring tea soup was fresh and sweet.

"Have you visited Xuan Shao?" Fang Shao took a sip of tea and helped the guests continue.

"I was originally going to post a visit tomorrow, but the place where I was recommended to eat today was Xuanyuan's restaurant, and I happened to have a meeting with Xuanyuan Shaozhu, and then I went to the teahouse to officially meet."

"How's the talk?"

"No, you know, I'm familiar with Xuanyuan Wushao, and I don't have any personal relationship with the young master of the Xuanyuan family.

"That guy is a geek, and he can't be judged by common sense." When it comes to the cultivation of the young master Xuanyuan, Fang Shao is inevitably sad and depressed, that guy's talent and understanding are too high, obviously a few years younger than them, but the cultivation is the latecomer, and it makes people congested when they think about it.

"Yes." Lan Shaoxin has relatives, and he doesn't think about that anymore, and gets back to business: "You are like dogs with noses, you are moving when you hear the wind, and you enter Beijing early, can you gain something?" ”

"None." Mentioning the purpose of coming to Beijing, Fang Shao was even more depressed: "The He family's secrecy work is too good, no one can be found at all, the only clue is the disciple of the old man Shanweng, but unfortunately, even the old experts from the General Military Hospital chased him and asked, he didn't reveal half a word, and now he is waiting." ”

"Waiting? Does that mean he showed a little bit of a mouth? ”

"Probably annoyed by being asked, Yan Shao only revealed that if he wanted to find someone to help his grandmother heal, wait patiently, and when that person is happy, he will naturally show up."

"It's not the same as not saying it."

"Yes, but what can be done, you can't force him with a knife on his neck, who dares to do that, it is tantamount to forcing the old man to turn his face."

"Have you met with Yan Shao?"

"No, Yan Shao has a public office, and now he is studying at Qingdao University, according to reliable sources, I heard a few days ago for some reason, many people are eyeing Yan Shao, and it is not convenient for people like us to meet him."

"I met Yan Shao at Xuan Shao's place today and had a chat with his friend, and I want to invite you to go to Qingdao University this weekend for a walk and ask him for tea, so it seems that I also have to postpone the date."

"It's better to be later, it's better to meet again when there is a suitable opportunity."

"King Kong, you are well-informed, have you heard of anyone in the ancient martial arts world who has produced a female genius junior?"

"Girl genius? The Dongfang family has my sister Dongfang Jinzhi, the Ji family has a ninth lady Ji Jiufeng, the Tai family has a Tantai Mixue, and the Sanxiu Lu family has Lu Lingshuang, as far as I know, only a few can be considered geniuses, and the qualifications of other female ancient martial arts cultivators are not geniuses. ”

"In addition to these, are there any new talents, for example, genius girls who are about twelve or thirteen years old?"

"Less than twenty years old, only Helian Qinghe, who has a branch of the Helian family, is barely worthy of the number, but that one is also seventeen years old, I heard that she is a tall and slender beauty with fluttering hair, and she may be admitted to the capital to study in college next year."

"It shouldn't be the one, I'm talking about a girl with short hair like a boy, very smart, pretty and petite."

"If it weren't for Helian's family, I wouldn't know, as far as I know, there are no girls in each family who are worthy of the number."

"So, does the old man Shanweng or his friends accept female disciples?"

"Nope."

"This is a little strange," Lan Shao put one hand across his waist, rubbed his chin with the other, and pondered: "When I met Yan Shao today, one of his friends should be the third young man of his hair Xiaoliu family, and the other is the little girl I said, the little girl is very young and cultivated, because the young man of the Feng family provoked her, the little girl pointed at the acupoint with a chopstick, and Feng Shao was so young that he couldn't move." ”

"Points?" Fang Shao almost thought he had heard it wrong: "You're not mistaken, the little girl knows how to point points?" ”

"Yes, it's a point acupuncture, she clicked on the numb and dumb acupoint of the Feng family's young man, and then I personally solved it, the little girl shot very fast, put yourself in her shoes, if it were me, I would not be able to completely avoid the past, and besides, the little girl shot, I couldn't detect the fluctuation of internal force."

"A twelve- or thirteen-year-old girl will have a point? Are you lying to me, how deep can a twelve-thirteen-year-old have internal strength? My sister is considered a leader, she only really got started at the age of fourteen, she practiced for three years, she only cultivated a trace of internal strength at the age of seventeen, and she could master the acupoint technique at the age of twenty-five. If the person you are talking about really has internal strength at the age of twelve or thirteen, isn't that against the sky? ”

Fang Shao really couldn't believe the fact that a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl had internal strength, if the internal force was really so easy to cultivate, why did Gu Wu decline? There are even some things that are still lost.

People and girls who are less than sixteen years old have internal strength, they can point points, and they are no different from the Arabian Nights, if there really is, then, how can these geniuses of the ancient martial arts family have the face to see people, they can hang themselves.

Fang Shao felt that Nalan Sishao must have seen it wrong, it was estimated that it was an old woman who was dozens of years old pretending to be tender, these days, cosmetics can turn decay into magic, and Sister Feng can be made into Xi Shi, and it is not a problem to make an old woman into a teenage girl.

"You don't believe it, and I don't believe it, but my gut tells me that kid isn't very old, you know, people like us have a lot of intuition, I trust my instincts."

"Twelve or thirteen years old will be a little ......" Fang Shao muttered to himself, falling into deep thought, if a twelve or thirteen-year-old child really cultivates his internal strength, then he is really a genius among geniuses, and it is worthy of cultivation by every Guwu family or sect.

If the real child is not a descendant of the ancient martial arts family, will he be a disciple of a hidden sect?

Most of the hidden world sects have a profound background, once they find a child with excellent talent and high understanding, supplemented by the blessing of various resources, it is not a problem to cultivate for a thousand miles.

He is not guessing, it is based on, for example, Yan Shao, the old man of Shanweng is one of the sects of a certain hidden world, and he returned to the mountains to practice, until he took his disciples to participate in the ancient martial arts conference, and the cultivation world knew that there were successors to the old man Shanweng.

This time, which hidden disciple reappeared?

Fang Shao felt that since Yan Shao recognized the little girl, it meant that his master must have some relationship with the old man Shanweng and Yan Shao, so it would save some effort to find out.

Lan Shao shrugged: "In this way, no one knows the details of the ancient martial arts girl that Yan Shao knows. ”

"There is no information in my news that there are new talents in the ancient martial arts world, and there is no record of Yan Shaoxin getting acquainted with a genius girl in ancient martial arts."

"Visually, that little girl's background is a bit mysterious, King Kong, are you interested in digging out the ins and outs behind the genius."

"If you want to share information, just say it, why bother to beat around the bush."

"It's called euphemism."

"Come on, it's nothing to be tactful and subtle here, if you are so tactful and subtle in front of the female genius of the Tantai family, beware of regretting it one day."

Lan Shao choked slightly: "Don't talk about Fengyue today, drink tea." ”

"Drink tea."

The two of them tasted tea relatively well, not talking about Fengyue, only talking about their friendship, and they didn't disperse until they were exhausted.

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