The old lake, which left the underground secret room, walked down the street full of concerns.

I originally thought that by returning to Beiwulin again, I could find out the truth about the death of the tower king that year, but I didn't expect that "Erniang" only found part of the clues.

"Old Lake .... Old Lake...."

Just as Lao Hu recalled his time when he was young, when he was in Boshan, he suddenly heard a very old voice calling his name.

"Old Lake, here and here. ”

In an inconspicuous alley on the right, a rickety old man with a wrinkled face is waving to him.

Why did he call himself Lao Hu, this name was used by him when he lived in seclusion in Xuanqing Gate, except for the people in the door, only a few of his "comrades" knew.

This old man is also the person who was "on the mountain" at the beginning?

Lao Hu approached suspiciously and asked, "Old man, are you calling me?"

Although the old man's voice was old, it gave people a strange feeling, "I called Lao Hu, of course I was calling you." ”

"Just your wrinkled face, are you embarrassed to call me 'old' Hu?" After spitting up a little, Lao Hu said, "Old man, do you know me?"

"Oh, it's me, Old Lake!"

"This tone?" Lao Hu felt that the tone of the old man's speech in front of him was very familiar, and after taking a few closer looks, he found that the old man's eyes revealed a smart and cunning that was completely inconsistent with his old age, and the most important thing was that he had seen this look many times.

"Third Young Master?!"

The old man's voice suddenly became younger, and he laughed, "Hehe, since you haven't recognized Lao Hu, it means that my disguise is still very successful." ”

"Third Young Master, why are you dressed like this?"

In front of Ming Fan and the people of Xuanqingmen, Lao Hu returned to his humble appearance, and in front of them, he was just an ordinary farmer.

The old man, that is, Ming Fan, said in an embarrassed tone, "Don't mention it, I was pitted by the shopkeeper of the Erniang Inn, and I had to charge me five hundred taels of silver after eating more than a dozen dishes, and my senior brother and I had no money in our pockets, so we could only escape the order, and then I was afraid that people would deduct it when you went to the inn to find us, so I changed my appearance and came back to you." ”

Lao Hu already knew about this matter when he was in the underground secret room, and in order to settle the bill for Ming Fan, the little shopkeeper of the Erniang Inn, the "comrade" when he was in Boshan, and the fourth child of Yu Yu, a mixed showman, had already asked Lao Hu for a hundred taels.

"Anyway, I've been looking for you for most of the day, where have you been?"

Lao Hu said with a smile, "I.... After walking around the town a few times, I went to look outside the town again. ”

"That's right. Ming Fan nodded and said, he still rarely doubted what Lao Hu said, after all, Lao Hu was the only honest and honest person in the Xuanqing Sect.

"The things have also been given to Senior Brother, let's leave for home now. ”

When Ming Fan was about to walk out of the town with a crutch (a prop used to pretend to be an old man), Lao Hu behind him suddenly said, "Third Young Master, why don't we wait for the Second Young Master to finish his work and go back together." ”

"Wait for Senior Brother to go back together?"

Ming Fan thought about it for a while and felt that it was right, anyway, the senior brother was going to attend a friend's birthday banquet, and it would take four or five days at most.

"But... We can't stay in this town anymore. "Ming Fan is embarrassed.

"It's okay, we can go to the town near Yao Pingju and wait for the second young master." ”

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Yao Phong Ju, like Shadow Villa, is one of the many forces in the Northern Martial Arts after the three sect branches, and it was established about ten years later than Shadow Villa.

In a certain year, a very serious strange disease appeared in a region of Beiwulin, whether it was ordinary people or cultivators, after suffering from a strange disease, they could basically prepare for their own future.

At this time, Ruan Xiaoen, the master of the Yao Ping Sect, developed a prescription that could cure strange diseases, and his fame rose for a while, relying on his own medical skills and good cultivation skills, he had a place in the power of the Northern Martial Arts Sect.

And the one who invited Yan Yunxiao to come to the Northern Martial Arts was Ruan Xiaoen's son, Qi Shaoyi.

The father's surname is Ruan, why is the son's surname Qi?

This is because when Qi Shaoyi was born, his mother died of blood loss, which made Ruan Xiaoen, a doctor, heartbroken, so he decided to take the child's mother "Qi" after his mother and named it "Shaoyi".

Ruan Xiaoen, who has never renewed his wife in his life, is very fond of his only son, and Qi Shaoyi did not disappoint his father, he is talented and intelligent, he learned all the medical skills of Yao Pingju before the age of twenty, and his own cultivation is not bad, it can be said that he became famous at a young age.

Today is Qi Shaoyi's thirtieth birthday, and he originally wanted his friend Yan Yunxiao to bring those jars of wine over, and the two of them got drunk and rested.

Unexpectedly, his father, who usually consults with him about anything, this time it was "cut first and then played", he actually took it upon himself to make the decision and invited a large number of people from the rivers and lakes of Northern Wulin for himself, and when he learned about it, the invitations were sent out.

"You don't have to worry about this, for the Father has his own agenda. ”

The above sentence is the answer Qi Shaoyi got when he ran to ask his father.

Looking at these people outside the door who basically didn't know him, constantly pouring into Yaoyuanju, Qi Shaoyi sighed in his heart, "Friend, friend, when are you coming..."

"Second disciple of Xuanqing Sect, Qinglang Dust, Yan Yunxiao Young Man has arrived!" the Yao Yiju disciple outside the door shouted loudly.

"Qinglang is dusty, Yan Yunxiao? Why is he here too. ”

"Why don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Qi Shaoyi, the master of the Yao Pingju Shaomen, and Yan Yunxiao are not good friends, and when they roamed the rivers and lakes, there were many deeds that circulated. ”

Just when the guests in the Yao Pin Residence were discussing in private, the head Ruan Xiaoen came over and said with a smile, "Yan Shaoxia, welcome, welcome!"

Yan Yunxiao bowed and said, "I've seen Senior Ruan." ”

"You and Shaoyi are good friends, don't be so polite. Ruan Xiaoen welcomed Yan Yunxiao into the door, "Shaoyi is inside, Yan Shaoxia, please come in." ”

"Thank you, senior. ”

Yan Yunxiao walked in the direction of Yao Pingju, and after walking a few steps, he heard, "Haha, friend, I was still talking about you one second, but I didn't expect you to come the next second." ”

With long hair on his shoulders and a slightly frivolous smile, Qi Shaoyi walked leisurely towards Yan Yunxiao.

"Sorry, there was a delay on the way. As he spoke, Yan Yunxiao took out the picture scroll that Ming Fan sent him from his Qiankun bag, "This is the peony spring picture you have always wanted before." ”

Catching the scroll thrown by Yan Yunxiao, Qi Shao was surprised, "You really found it for me?"

"I didn't look for you specifically, I saw it at a painting stall by chance, so I bought it for you. ”

Qi Shaoyi smiled and thanked, "Friend, I have a heart, but in addition to painting, you should have brought other things, right?"

Yan Yunxiao looked at the guests outside and said, "I'll keep those jars of wine for you, and when the feast outside is over, you and I can drink it again." ”

"Okay, it's a matter of words, I don't see you for many years, and I want to see how much you drink. ”

At this time, the disciples outside the door shouted again, "The branch of the Northern Martial Arts Hunter Union, the acting president Su Yang has arrived!"

"Acting President, Su Yang, do you know this person?"

"I haven't heard of it, I remember that the president of the hunter union in Beiwulin is not surnamed Qi?"

Ruan Xiaoen also felt strange, but as the host, as the head of Yao Pingju, the hospitality etiquette cannot be ambiguous, "Hello President Suyang, in Xia Ruan Xiaoen." ”

Su Yang chuckled and replied, "Hello Master Ruan, I have heard of your name for a long time, and I can finally see your true face this time." ”

Ruan Xiaoen thought that this was just Su Yang's polite words, but in fact, Su Yang had really heard Ruan Xiaoen's name a long time ago, and knew what he did back then.

"Where, where, where is there a big name below, by the way, President Suyang, I don't know President Qi of your guild?"

Su Yang explained, "President Qi is unwell and unable to travel far, so I am the acting president to apologize to Master Ruan. ”

"President Suyang's words are serious, please come in!"

Just as Ruan Xiaoen led Su Yang into the inner middle of the Yao Ping Residence, the disciples outside the door shouted again, "Shadow Villa, Yang Long, the owner of the village, Yang Ting, the young owner, here!"