"I would like to ask Elder Sun about what happened fifty years ago. ”

As soon as Bai Xiaosheng said this, the face of Sun Lao, who was originally amiable, suddenly changed, and his face, which was originally slightly pale because of pain, was wrinkled tightly, which was quite ugly.

Sun Lao's eyes flashed, and he looked at Bai Xiaosheng who was sitting in the hall with a smile on his face, what happened fifty years ago can be regarded as black history, it stands to reason that all the traces should be cleaned up before he stops, and there will be no handles, but Sun Lao learned the identity of the young man in front of him from Shi Kangdang.

The group of the scribes makes every person in the rivers and lakes hate and fear, they drill the battlefield to dig tunnels, break into the mourning hall and dig graves, as if they have no reverence for anything in the world, all they care about is the pen.

There are things in the world that have lost their reverence and become less important.

Maybe the events of that year are recorded by the person who recorded them, but in case......

Due to the shock of the transition, Sun Lao's hand covering the sweat towel was inadvertently put down, and the broken forehead was still bleeding, and the blood flowed down the forehead, with Sun Lao Tieqing's face, which made the whole personality of the Xinglin master who was quite famous in Songmen City in the lobby look a little gloomy.

Lao He obviously felt that the atmosphere in the lobby had changed, coupled with his master's ugly face, Lao He complained in his heart that he really shouldn't have let this kid in.

Lao He has been serving Sun Lao for nearly forty years, and he knows all kinds of habits about his master's likes and dislikes, likes and hates, but if you talk about fifty years ago...... That's really nothing to do with him.

But Lao He knew that his master was kind and kind-hearted, and he was a well-known good man in Songmen City. When Lao He was homeless due to the war, he was still infected with a vicious disease in his wanderings, it was Sun Lao who risked being infected and tried his best to pull Lao He back from the ghost gate, and also took him in homeless, from that moment on, Lao He knew that his master was a good person, so all his thoughts were put on serving Sun Lao, which is now the big boss of Shi Ji, Shi Dadang, who was kept by the master at the risk of his life.

Shi Ji is now powerful in Songmen City, Shi Ji, who occupies one-third of the blacksmith shop market in Songmen City, really made a fuss, and the city lord has to say two words of relief, his own master is the benefactor of Shi Ji's big boss, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a reborn parent, plus his own master himself is the holy hand of Xinglin, and he has a wide range of contacts, and his words on Songmen City Medical Hall Avenue are still quite weighty. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the people's business, soldiers (blades) medicine (medicine) martial arts (martial arts) people (connections) are what the Jianghu guests care about, and their own masters in Songmen City have three things, who dares to provoke?

Seeing that his master's face was getting more and more gloomy, Lao He secretly thought to himself, why not drive out this kid who made the master unhappy before the master got angry?

When Lao He was thinking about what means to use to drive this kid out of the hall, Sun Lao suddenly spoke: "Lao He, if the children's medical hall is not open today, go outside the door and block the door, guard the outside, and say that I won't see anyone today." Lao He was stunned when he heard this, but then reacted and quickly replied: "I know the master." ”

The number of times Sun Lao picked up customers alone can be regarded as one of the few in Lao He's housekeeper career, the last time was when the adult in Songmen City came to ask for medicine twenty years ago, and even that time Lao He was just waiting outside the hall, but this time he actually had to go to the gate to guard.

It was early in the morning, and Songmen Castle was built on the mountain, and morning and evening were the time when the humidity was at its heaviest, and the wind from the mountain blew it again.

Thinking of this, Lao He couldn't help but shudder, and glared at Bai Xiaosheng fiercely: It's all your kid's fault.

Bai Xiaosheng doesn't know those godly and godly methods of looking at and calculating, but Lao He's appearance is something that everyone can see that this old man who is a janitor is full of resentment. Bai Xiaosheng still looked harmless to humans and animals, sitting in the hall and looking at Lao He motionlessly with a smiling expression, the meaning was obvious: Why don't you leave?

In this year, the head of the family spoke, and the people below did not do it immediately, it was an act of slapping the head of the house in the face, and his master was still sitting in the hall, Lao He claimed to be a housekeeper, so naturally he couldn't embarrass the master, and with his dissatisfaction with Bai Xiaosheng's stomach, Lao He glared fiercely at this rude boy who didn't know the height of the sky, and went to guard the door.

After Lao He left, Sun Lao couldn't pretend anymore, and a gloomy aura suddenly escaped from Sun Lao: "Why did the famous reporters on the rivers and lakes come to me for this bad old man?" Bai Xiaosheng laughed: "Sure enough, it's you, this is what Yao Guanyin looked like back then, and the kind look at the beginning really scared me." "Hmph, Medicine Guanyin. Sun Lao snorted coldly and raised his hand self-deprecatingly: "Guanyin has a thousand hands, and medicine has a hundred poisons, you look at the hands of the old decay, where is there still the appearance of medicine Guanyin." Sun Lao stretched out his hand, lifted his long sleeves, and there was a shocking wound on his wrist: "Back then, he was not guilty of being in vain, his kung fu was wasted, and his hands and feet were picked off. ”

"I know, I know. Bai Xiaosheng waved his hand indifferently: "I still know the methods of Medicine Guanyin, I came here to ask you something, you don't have to be nervous." Sun Lao was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head again and again: "It's the old man who is confused, the person who wrote the record knows everything, and the old man is naturally recorded in this little bit of, as long as the little gentleman is willing to raise his noble hand, the old man will definitely know everything." ”

At that time, Sun Lao was famous for his hidden weapons and poisons as a medicine Guanyin, and he had made some enemies for many years, and now his martial arts have been lost, and he is afraid that there will be no good results if he is found at the door, and he has changed from a poison to a doctor in order to wash away the evil spirit on his body, save some good fortune for himself, and want to have a good result, which is also the biggest dream of countless Jianghu guests when they retire.

Bai Xiaosheng nodded: "Then I'm welcome, do you know this picture?" said and shook out the sheepskin and showed it in front of Sun Lao, Sun Lao's coat of arms to the nine-headed bird was a little frightened, and said in a trembling voice: "Where did you come from this thing!" "You don't have to worry about this." Bai Xiaosheng saw that Sun Lao must have known this thing, so he took the sheepskin back into his sleeve pocket, this sheepskin is quite old, no matter how well it is kept, it is an antiquity, it can be used as little as possible, if it weren't for the person in front of him who knew something, Bai Xiaosheng wouldn't have taken it out to show him: "Let me ask you something, fifty years ago, did a person nicknamed the landmold come to you?"