A cold rain swept in, the temperature in Hangzhou plummeted, and the weather that was only slightly cool the day before entered the cold winter overnight. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Located in the prosperous area in the south of Hangzhou, the Hangzhou Branch of the Golden Lion Dart Bureau has an extraordinary style.

The rain has not stopped since last night, and the eaves are dripping like beads falling on jade plates, and the wind is rushing like a gust during the shuttle.

"Big brother, this rain is so unfortunate, I'm afraid tomorrow's trip will be delayed. Ding Yue pushed open the window and looked at it, and said to Di Ren.

"It has been more than a month since I left Luoyang, this time you and my brothers all came here, just because Tie Sanqiao died in Hangzhou, we were friends with him, there was such a thing, we must not stand idly by, now that the matter has been over, we should rush back to Luoyang as soon as possible. ”

"The young master is smart and wise, and he is steady, and he doesn't have to worry about the affairs of the dart game with him taking care of the big brother. Song Kui said.

"Lin'er is still young, and he still needs to be sharpened, you two uncles must not be too used to him in the past, it is good for young people to suffer more. Di Ren said, with a look of pride on his face. He was very pleased that his sons and daughters were all promising, especially his son Di Lin, who was both civil and military, and was three points better than him back then.

"If it's not for my partiality, Lin'er is better than the eldest brother when he was young, and in less than two years, we old guys should unload our burdens and enjoy our old age in peace. ”

"In a blink of an eye, you and my brother have been married for thirty-three years, and the hot-blooded young man is already in the twilight of his temples. Lin'er and Ding Tang and Song Meng, two virtuous nephews, are brothers and sisters, just like us back then. ”

The three of them sighed and sighed, reminiscing about the past until midnight, and then stayed and slept in their clothes. Suddenly, I heard a quick knock on the door in the courtyard, and the sound was heard far away in the rainy night.

"I'm sorry, the game is closed, let's come back tomorrow if there's something. The guard on duty at night in the nursing home said something to stop him.

"It's too late, I have something urgent to ask to see Mr. Di, please let me know. ”

"I said, what's the matter with you? It's a cold day and it's the middle of the night, who doesn't sleep, you just have to pick a time no matter how urgent it is, right?"

"This is the Golden Lion Game, right?" said the boy.

"With such a big signboard hanging horizontally, are you illiterate or short-sighted?" the guard was obviously impatient, and his tone was a little heavier.

"Ahem, ahem...... When did Di Ren's buddies become so arrogant, I don't have much time, and if I don't spread the word, we have to break through. An old and frail voice rang out.

"Mr. Di's dart...... Mr. Di ...... "The young man shouted at the top of his voice.

"Presumptuous, don't get out of the way, don't blame us for being rude. The guard shouted angrily, drawing the knife from his waist. As soon as his body moved, he was wrapped in a strong force and slammed against the door.

The black lacquer gate opened at the right time, and Ding Yue came like the wind, taking the two guards. The movements are as clean and smooth as flowing clouds.

"The two distinguished guests came late at night, I don't know what to do, the Golden Lion Dart Bureau is not good, please don't be surprised. Ding Yue said without being arrogant or humble.

"The whirlwind knife Ding Yue still has two strokes, and the dart game is not a dart, is it a meal and a kiln?" the old man said, and by the light of the lantern in front of the door, Ding Yue could see the two people under the big oil umbrella.

Before the door opened, Ding Yue could already guess that the midnight visitor was already an old man, but when he saw the other party clearly, he was still surprised. The old man seems to have experienced the baptism of thousands of years, his face is wrinkled and stacked, the ravines are vertical and horizontal, and he may swallow his breath at any time, if it were not for the strong and heroic young man beside him, he may not even be able to stand steadily, and he will fall down when the wind blows.

However, it was such a weak old man, with an understatement wave of his hand, he shook the two big men into the air. Such a terrifying martial art that no one could believe came from him.

"Mr. Di's dart, don't come unharmed. The old man said.

Di is clumsy and forgetful, and asks the old-timers to give advice. ”

The old man covered his mouth and coughed a few times, and said weakly: "After a long time, everything is wrong, Mr. Di can't think of it, but you should always have some impression of 'Fierce Leopard' Xu Danian, right?"

"General Xu?" Di Ren said in surprise: "The old man has seen the general, where is he now?"

"Standing here in the cold wind and rain, is this the hospitality of President Xu Di?" said the old man.

"Rude and rude, old-timers please. Di Ren clenched his fists again and again.

The old man was not polite, and walked towards the hall with the support of the heroic young man.

Fang Ping took the oil-paper umbrella in front of the hall and went to Zhang Luo for tea. The old man entered the hall and walked straight to the main seat to sit down, Song Kui's eyes glared, and he was about to say something, Di Ren waved his hand and said, "It's okay." ”

"The old-timers mentioned General Xu Danian, if the seniors have news of him, they hope to inform Di, and Di is grateful. ”

"Mr. Di still doesn't know his whereabouts, how can a dying man know? It's just that a few years ago, I had a fate, I heard him mention that Mr. Di Dart is a hero in the world, so he was quite impressed, and he mentioned it just to talk less nonsense. ”

"It's really a last resort to visit the old man at night. There is a dart to entrust to Mr. Di's dart head, and I hope you don't shirk. The old man looked at Ding Yue and Song Kui, and after Fang Ping served the tea, he had already retreated, and only the three brothers Di Ren and the old man and the heroic young man were left in the hall.

"Ding Yue and Song Kui are Di's righteous brothers, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

The old man ordered the young man to close the doors and windows, and took out a red sandalwood box from his bosom