"Coming?"

Xiao Mo walked into the garden, and although the old man didn't look up, he seemed to feel something.

He first finished hoeing the last small piece of land at hand, then walked to the side, hung the flower hoe on the fence, and then cleaned his hands in a bluestone mortar, and then came to Xiao Mo and looked at him with a smile.

"Old-timers!"

Although he didn't know the old man's origin, and he didn't know what his intention was in instructing his disciples to lure him here, Xiao Mo still bowed slightly and said respectfully to him.

He couldn't be disrespectful.

No matter where the old man came from, what his identity was, and no matter what the old man's intention was to call him here tonight, the kindness of being willing to prune a pot of gladiolus for him alone in front of the flower shop was enough to make him unforgettable.

Therefore, he bowed down, not his identity, not his origin, nor his intentions, just to respect the voice in front of his flower shop: "Wait a minute", just to respect his amazing flower art.

"Hehe, come, sit!"

Seeing Xiao Mo's respectful expression, the old man in Qingbu smiled slightly, accepted it indifferently, and did not force it.

His back was a little slight, and it seemed that because he had bent over for a long time, he couldn't stretch it anymore. But his spirit is always so bright, like a pine that can't be suppressed by heavy snow, and a green cypress that can't be blown down by a strong wind, with such a unique spirit.

So he stretched out his hand to lead, and Xiao Mo immediately felt flattered.

The garden is very large, planted with flowers of various colors, red, yellow, green, white, purple, and even black flowers with the size of a bowl, and blue flowers with a large grinding plate.

However, in the midst of the fragrance of flowers, there is no place for people to rest.

In the center of the rows of flower beds, there is a small pavilion, and in the pavilion, there is a very ordinary stone table, and around the stone table, there are four very ordinary stone piers.

But the name of this pavilion is not ordinary, because on its black plaque hangs a sign called 'Duzun Pavilion'. And because of being in this garden full of flowers, strange flowers and flowers, even the most ordinary stone pavilion has become elegant and a little transcendent.

"Duzun Pavilion!"

The corners of Xiao Mo's eyes couldn't help but flicker slightly. Dare to use these two words as the name of an ordinary stone pavilion, either you have a heart or a hill, or you are arrogant.

And Xiao Mo is more inclined to the former.

But even so, he doesn't think that an old man who grows and sells flowers all day long has any ability to take such a name, even if he has an extraordinary identity, an amazing background, and the two words of monopoly, he still can't say it casually, and use it casually.

However, he did not say anything about this, and when he saw the old man walking over, he did not hesitate to walk over and sit down opposite the old man.

"Xia'er, serve tea!"

Seeing Xiao Mo sitting still, the old man said to the girl in Tsing Yi who was standing next to him.

"Yes. ”

The girl in Tsing Yi bowed her head in agreement, turned to leave, and entered the inner room, and not long after, she returned with a bamboo tray.

On the tray, there are cups and cups, pots and tea, all of which are made of bamboo, obviously prepared in advance.

She poured a cup from each of the two green bamboo cups, then put away the bamboo pot, and stood behind the old man again, like a sculpture, without saying a word from beginning to end.

"Please!"

The old man stretched out his hand to Xiao Mo in front of him and said: "This is Wanshan Baihao, it was picked and soaked by Xia Er herself, it is rare for ordinary people to see it, please use tea!"

Xiao Mo glanced up at the girl in green clothes, and then looked at the pure green tea soup in the green bamboo teacup, as well as the silver tea leaves in the tea soup that were upside down like fine needles, nodded and said, "Good tea!"

After speaking, you are not welcome, stretched out your hand to pick up the tea cup in front of you, took a sip gently, and a fragrance of bamboo leaves came to your nose, and then she said again: "Good tea." ”

Seeing this, the old man smiled, and also took a sip of the teacup in front of him, then put it down, looked at Xiao Mo in front of him and said, "I take the liberty to invite the son to meet tonight, and the prince must have many doubts in his heart?"

When Xiao Mo heard this, he didn't go around in circles, and said directly: "I have some doubts, and I ask the old-timers to give me advice." ”

When the old man in Tsing Yi heard this, he didn't answer immediately, but looked up at the starry sky in the distance, and said softly after a while: "If the son doesn't dislike it, the old man will tell the son a story tonight, right?"

"Story?"

Xiao Mo was puzzled in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, just straightened his body, bowed slightly and said, "I can't ask for it, the younger generation is willing to listen!"

The old man's eyes became a little sad, obviously he seemed to be immersed in some bad past, and he was silent for a long time, and Xiao Mo did not urge, until the tea in the cup was cold, and the girl changed a cup for each of them, and the old man's voice was eloquent:

"Forty-seven years ago, there was a stunning and brilliant peerless strong man in Lingzhou, named 'Six Crazy Monarchs', he acted wildly, only by his heart, without formality, offended many people, but because of his strong strength, in Lingzhou at that time, no one could control it, and no one dared to disobey. ”

"Therefore, those who have been offended by him, or who have suffered great losses at his hands, privately call him the 'Demon Lord', but, on the surface, these families and forces still have to bow down to this mad monarch, respect him as a guru, and every year, they have to pay a lot of filial gifts to this mad monarch, so there is a lot of resentment. ”

"If the strength of the mad monarch has been maintained at its peak, then these grievances are just grievances, and the land of Lingzhou will remain as quiet and peaceful as before, until one day it ......"

The old man's voice became a little muffled, and he trembled a little, Xiao Mo knew that it was the most critical point in the story, and it might even be the most important purpose of the old man ordering the girl in Tsing Yi to lead him here today, so he couldn't help but concentrate on his ears, and strive not to let go of a word.

However, he still did not urge or interrupt the old man's narration.

The old man was silent for a long time, and then he said slowly: "One day, I don't know who it was, and suddenly there was a news that the reason why the Six Mad Monarchs were so powerful and invincible was because he had obtained a fragment of the Heart Book by chance, and on the fragment of that Heart Book, a large number of ancient and peerless studies were recorded. ”

"Fragments of the Heart's Book?"

Although Xiao Mo was still reluctant to interrupt the old man's narration, he still couldn't help but ask suspiciously. Obviously, he is very unfamiliar with the four words of the broken pages of the heart book, and he has never heard of them.

The old man was awakened by his words, but he didn't blame him for his nonsense, and explained: "The so-called fragment of the heart book refers to a thin silver page, which is the book of the Great Dao passed down by the mouth of the first generation of heart saints, which was compiled into a book by later generations and named 'Heart Book'. ”

"Later, the Heart Saint fell, and his disciples fought in order to snatch the custody of this Heart Book, and two-thirds of it was controlled and preserved by the Nine Saints Academy Palace of the Heart Saint Continent. But there is still a small part, the whereabouts are unknown, out of order, these scattered and missing pieces of the heart book, it is named the heart book fragments!"

"It is said that there are only nine pages in the fragments of the Heart Book, and on each page, there is a supreme understanding of the way of the mind of the Heart Sage, and if you get one of them, you will have the opportunity to step into the supreme gate. However, because it involves the first generation of heart saints, the appearance of every fragment of the heart book is often accompanied by bloody rain. ”

Xiao Mo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he instantly understood, and said: "So, someone is just to deal with the six mad kings, so he lies that he has the fragments of his heart, just to put him to death?"

The old man nodded, but shook his head again, and said, "Most of what you said is right, those people are indeed trying to deal with the Six Mad Monarchs and want to put him to death. But...... You are not right about one thing, and that is that the fact that the six madmen have the fragments of the heart book is true!"

Xiao Mo couldn't help but be stunned for a while.