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At night, Chris felt his throat dry, so he got up to get water to drink. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info cup was raised to his mouth, and Chris remembered that he was still wearing a mask, and it was his beard that touched the water first.

After drinking the water and going back to bed, she faintly heard the sound of people sobbing.

Tossing and turning and being noisy and unable to sleep, she got out of bed, put on her robe, and looked for the voice.

The moon floating in the night sky outside was unusually bright, perhaps in the temple, the moon gave people a different feeling, more serene light, healing and soothing people's hearts, and it seemed that even the crickets in the summer grass whispered softer.

Chris saw a small open space outside the meditation room, where someone had erected a wooden shelf with an incense burner on it, sake and a few delicacies in front of it, and a man seemed to be burning incense in mourning.

Chris could only see the back, the man looked up at the moon for a long time, and his figure was stretched by the moonlight, looking even more lonely.

He seemed to roll up his sleeves and wipe his tears, picked up a glass of wine, spilled it on the ground, and said softly: "Manqing, next month is your death day, and I will find colleagues who know you every year to go to your tomb in the hidden mountain to worship." But when I talk to my old friend and talk about you today, I can't help but be sad. We have a little light sake, so please try it first. ”

With that, he sprinkled another glass of wine.

"I have written a new prayer, and I will read it to you now?" he sang, after the third cup of wine, "Woo Hu Manqing, born to be Ying, to die to be a spirit." I haven't seen my son for a long time, but I can still look like the life of my son. Its lofty and lofty and abrupt and buried in the ground means that it will not turn into rotten soil, but the essence of gold and jade......"

Listening to him to the moon, singing the sacrificial message, his voice was like a song and crying, Chris couldn't bear to be disturbed, and was about to turn around and want to leave.

The sleeve of the garment he was wearing when he left hung on a branch next to him, and there was a noise, and the man turned his head and asked, "Who?"

"This, I accidentally saw it, I'm sorry to disturb you......"

Before Chris could finish speaking, the man walked in two steps and came to her.

Chris saw his face clearly, an old man in his sixties, his expression was tired, his eyes were hazy, and he felt as if he was about to cry.

"Manqing. ”

"What ......"

"Manqing, it's really you! The Buddha finally heard my heart and let me see you. ”

Chris touched his face and said, "Oh no, this person recognizes this face?"

"Man Qing, someone once told me that he had seen you after death, and said that you became the 'Furong City Lord', and I didn't believe it at the time......" The old man slowly approached, took Chris's hand, and passed the body temperature to make him more confirmed, "You are indeed still alive." ”

Chris frowned and quickly explained, "I said, you really recognized the wrong person. ”

These words made the old man's hand grip on her tighter: "Man Qing, I'm Uncle Yong, don't you recognize me?"

Xiong Daiying watched in the dark, he knew the person who was pulling the master, it should be said that this person was known to everyone in the capital, no one knew it, Xiong Daiying was afraid of the identity of the other party, and when he was hesitating to go out to stop it, a figure flashed out one step ahead of him.

Chris shook his head desperately, trying to push away his gripper, but took a few steps backwards and bumped into a body, when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

Let go of her hand. ”

Chris turned around when she heard this, but it was the old man standing in front of her, and she exclaimed, "Daddy?"

The old man smiled at her, and Chris's impetuous mood was inexplicably calmed down.

The old man persuaded the old man, "Let her go!"

Who knew that the old man in the purple shirt became more emotional, and said stubbornly: "Let it go, Manqing will leave me and never appear again!"

After saying that, he took Chris's hand and cried.

This cry was full of sorrow, and finally alarmed Qi Song and Gao Zunhui in the meditation room.

Qi Song was wearing a shirt, and because he was in a hurry, he only wore a monk's robe.

The old man in the purple shirt was anxious to confirm, and said hurriedly to Qi Song: "Master, you tell me that he is Manqing, and he is Manqing." ”

Qi Song clasped his hands together, but did not answer his question, glanced at Chris, and said to the old man: "I saw him bring your face today, and I knew it had something to do with you." Qi Song sighed again, "You have been hiding and hiding for all these years, today's incident should be fate, it is better to tell Lord Ouyang!"

Chris suddenly realized and said, "Master, it turns out that you have seen that I am a fake early on?

Qi Song nodded and said, "The old man who has a fifteen-year covenant with me is him!"

The old man crooked his mouth and said: "Don't say that he can recognize it, there are many people in the capital who can recognize this face, you want everyone in the world to know that I am not dead?"

Chris showed an embarrassed look and secretly glanced at Gao Zunhui.

Gao Zunhui didn't know what was going on, so he was silent on the sidelines.

Listening to Qi Song and the old man say a few words back and forth, the old man in the purple shirt reacted, raised his head and stared at the old man for a long time, he let go of Chris's hand, and suddenly called out, "Manqing, you are Manqing, I heard your voice." ”

"That's it! For the sake of your annual meals, I won't torture you. The old man walked up to him, turned his back to the crowd, tilted his head slightly, and the skin on his face suddenly receded, revealing his true face.

When the old man in the purple shirt saw it suddenly, he was stunned in place, speechless for a long time.

Qi Song said to Chris and Gao Zunhui: "Let them talk, let's leave first!"

Chris pulled his uncle to the meditation room.

Gao Zunhui leaned into her ear and asked softly, "What the hell is going on?"

"I'll tell you when I get back to the house. ”

Listening to the old man named Uncle Yong, he said that he was expecting Ai Ai, but his voice became quieter and quieter, and after a while, the courtyard was quiet.

After returning to the meditation room, Chris roughly explained the fate meeting with the old man, "I still don't know his true identity." He said that there are many people in the capital who can recognize that face, do you recognize it?"

Gao Zunhui shook his head and said, "I don't recognize him either, but look at him is so familiar with Lord Ouyang, he should be the same age, maybe he is a colleague? ”

It turned out that the old man in the purple shirt was actually Ouyang Xiu, a famous minister through the ages, and it was estimated that Chris didn't know who he was in the Great Song Dynasty.

Chris thought about it, since this old man named Ouyang is a big official, and they have been friends for many years, he may be able to find a person named Man Qing when he goes back and flips through the past "Hundred Officials' Travels".

There was a sound of the bell striking outside, crisp and pleasant, Gao Zunhui said: "It's time to toss this time, I'll go to the front hall for morning class, you can sleep and sleep again!"

When the fish belly turned white in the east, Chris got up. When he had finished washing, the old man pushed open the door of her room with his meal.

When Chris saw him, he had a calm face, a joking smile, and accompanied him with a moist gaze.

The old man glared back at her, as if to say, look at the trouble you have caused me.

The two had breakfast quietly.

When he was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, the old man said, "You prepare, I'll teach you the disguise technique!"

To Chris's surprise, the old man didn't blame her anymore, but just took the mask he had stolen and began to teach her the real disguise.

Chris sat on a stool, facing a mirror.

The old man said, "The first time, I'll put it on for you." ”

Chris sat quietly and let the old man pound at her face, she closed her eyes and felt the old man brush some cold liquid on her face, she felt as if her face was covered with something soft and smooth, and then a mask covered her face again.

When Chris opened his eyes and looked at the bronze mirror again, there was already a completely different face in the mirror, although it was not as stunning and beautiful as Lan Yuanxiao's face, but it was very sexy and charming.

She touched her face and exclaimed, "So handsome!"

The old man said unceremoniously: "Of course handsome, it is made according to the appearance of my youth." ”

Chris looked at him with a smile and said, "It just so happens that my son is as handsome as Lao Tzu." ”

Chris said in his heart that the old man's mask is really different from the snake undressing in the Underworld Palace. The undressing of the snake in the Underworld Palace is based on the characteristics and contours of the original face, changing certain lines of the face, making people look into another appearance, while the mask of the old man seems to completely ignore the original face of the person wearing the mask, and those ointments can reshape the contours of the face, change the thick places to protrude, and change the sunken places to sink, which is really amazing.

He gave Chris two other masks: one of her original appearance of Lan Yuanxiao, and one of the ugly girls who were especially sorry for the audience.

The old man helped her put on the two masks, and then taught her how to change the mask quickly.

The old man said, "It's good to undress the snake you used to wear, but unfortunately there is one of the biggest problems, that is, it takes time to dress up, let alone change a few faces back and forth." With that, he once again performed the unique skill of changing his face, and when he turned his head, several faces changed constantly. He moved so fast that Chris couldn't notice that the mask he had withdrawn had received the side, and then he would cover it back when he turned his head. She felt that the old man's disguise technique was really magical, and secretly felt that if she learned it, she would easily change her face, and no one would recognize her when she ran away.

Chris was slow at first, which would be obvious at a glance, and the old man told her to practice more before she could speed up.

The old man taught her the recipe for making a mask, as well as the secret paste, and he said that after mixing, it can not only be used as a "mask" for repairing and maintaining the mask, but also ensure that the masks will not stick to each other when changing.

In this way, Chris worked hard to practice the face-swapping skills that the old man taught her.

After two hours of practice, Chris decided to take a break. She walked to the door and found the old man in purple shirt standing at the door of her meditation room yesterday. He stared at Chris for a long time, his lips twitching, but he didn't speak.

Chris saw that he was pitiful and said, "This uncle, my father faked his death because of his troubles, you don't blame him." ”

When the old man saw that the young man was relieved, he asked, "Are you his son?"

With this new face, Chris naturally pretended to be a son, and she nodded in agreement.

The old man carefully looked at the handsome face and sighed, "It's a pity that I've known him for so many years, and I don't know what he looks like." ”

Chris was stared at by him: Even if you like old men, it's not a problem to be so entangled.

"Do you know who he is?"

Chris shook his head: "Daddy doesn't talk about the past, and I naturally don't want to explore." ”

The old man thought for a while, sighed and said, "Manqing doesn't want to bring up the old matter again, and I won't force it anymore." ”

Chris said, "If you want to, it's fine." ”

The old man suddenly asked, "How old are you this year?"

Chris shook his head.

"How much did you read the book, and what about the poems and songs?"

Seeing Chris shaking his head frequently, the old man's face became worse and worse, and he said to himself: "How can Manqing be so sloppy, he lives in seclusion by himself, how can he not let his children study and take exams." He preached to Chris again: "Your father was a brilliant man back then, and his poetry and writing were unparalleled, how could you be idle and unlearned." ”

Chris suddenly lay down, and his heart was miserable: Hey, how did it become a lesson for me.

The old man stepped forward and put forward with righteous words: "If you don't dislike it, I am willing to accept you as a righteous son, teach you knowledge, and I will definitely be able to catch up with your father in the future." ”

Recently, it has become popular to recognize godfathers, you can't get daddy, first attack your son. Yes, it's all my fault for lifting a rock and shooting myself in the foot.

can't be provoked, she can still afford to hide, and as soon as Gao Zunhui returns to the meditation room, Chris urges him to go back to the Gao family's courtyard together.

After a few days, Chris felt that he had practiced the disguise and face swapping technique well, so he went to the old man's thatched house.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the old man moved a deck chair and sat in the courtyard to enjoy the coolness.

The old man saw that Chris had a face similar to his own, and he felt really strange, as if he had an extra son, and he asked, "Why, you are hiding quietly, let me carry this big black cauldron?"

"Hehe, I'm here to make amends for Daddy, and it's really my fault. ”

Without further ado, Chris first handed over the wine he had brought from the palace to the old man. The old man opened the bottle, and the smell of wine filled the courtyard, and the fresh and pleasant sweet smell of spring water diffused.

"It's a pity, I'm just good at this, and my weakness has long been tightly grasped by your baby. The old man swallowed his mouth, couldn't wait to take a sip, and slowly tasted it in his mouth, "Well, the 'fragrant spring' brewed by the Empress Dowager Gao's family, even if you can't buy it for a thousand gold, you have really put in a lot of effort." ”

Chris was stunned, and he also played a dumb riddle: "How does Daddy know that this wine is called 'Xiangquan', and he has drunk it before?"

The old man scratched his head and said, "You are a ghost. ”

Chris smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "Daddy, when you pretended to be dead, could it be really because Grandpa Ren asked you to quit bars?"

It turned out that as soon as she returned to the Gao Family Courtyard, Chris flipped through the previous Tiange booklets, and then she realized that the old man in the purple shirt was Master Ouyang Xiu of the current dynasty. And Ouyang Xiu regarded him as a close friend, and the person who was also called "Sanhao" was Shi Yannian, the word Manqing. In the Tianye booklet, it was said that he had a dissolute personality, was extremely controversial, had both poetry and books, was greedy for good wine, and liked men...... When Renzong reused him, he died suddenly.

As soon as the old man heard it, he knew that she had found out her original identity, and he also hooked the corner of his right mouth: "You say yes, right!"

Seeing that he didn't care at all, Chris didn't have the heart to argue, and pouted, "Lord Ouyang didn't pester you anymore?"

"No, he is an important minister in the court, how can he have so much free time to spend with me? By the way, he told me several times, saying that he wants to accept you as a righteous son. ”

"That's an excuse he made to come to see you, I think he's very persistent with you, if you don't hate him, you can take it. As soon as the words fell, she was hit with a chestnut.

Covering her head, Chris just wanted to complain, but she heard the old man say to her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Suddenly, I heard a crisp female voice outside the fence shouting, "Grandpa ten, grandpa ten." ”

A man and a woman came in the courtyard one after another. The girl who walked in front of her eyebrows were like ink, her starry eyes were like clouds, and her lips were not dotted.

The girl Chris recognized it at a glance, wasn't this the pickpocket who stole her purse? The young man behind her also looked a little familiar.

"What's the matter?" the old man deliberately pretended to be an old man's hoarse voice.

Yue'er's attention suddenly turned to Chris, and she suddenly found that there was a handsome and picturesque brother next to her, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you?"

"He is my adopted son. The old man coughed lightly and helped Chris answer the question.

"Yizi, just like Brother Hong. Hearing the old man's words, Yue Yu'er looked at it carefully, as if she was silently comparing something in her heart, and asked, "What's his name?"

No matter how good his brain is and how fast he reacts, Chris can't think of a new name for a while.

Yue Yu'er asked reluctantly, "What's your name?"

Chris said: What's it called...... Call...... Call......

The old man said to himself: Haven't you made up a fake name for yourself for so long? The villain is really stupid enough. The old man was thinking of Ouyang Xiu, who the two were talking about just now, and softly pronounced the surname: "Ouyang...... Ouyang ......" blurted out: "His name is Ouyang Feng." ”

"The compound surname is Ouyang, a single word and a peak? Seeing him staring at herself, her big eyes had a charm that attracted people to the past, she quickly turned her head and asked the old man, "What is your name?"

The old man nodded, his heart had just come out.

Chris shouted in his heart: Ouyang Feng, isn't this time another identity?

Ning Yifei looked at the handsome man in front of him, since he was the righteous son of the tenth grandfather, wouldn't he have become the righteous brother of Brother Hong. He unconsciously compared Ouyang Feng with the big hero in his mind, Brother Hong. Seeing Yue Yu'er staring at this good-looking man, she didn't feel good in her heart.

Yue Yu'er hugged the old man, "Why did you give him a nice name and Brother Hong so ugly?"

"Why is it so ugly? It's simple and clear, Xiao Qi was picked up in a broken temple seven miles away when I was flooded, it's called Hong Qili, that's right. ”

Looking at Yue Yu'er and Tenth Grandpa, Ning Yifei said: "Tenth Grandpa, there has been a recent drought in Hebei, and a large number of displaced people have rushed to the capital. ”

"Oh?"

Yue Yu'er was in a hurry, and said in vain: "Tenth grandfather, Brother Hong said that he will also rush to the capital soon." ”

Chris said, "Brother Hong is?"

Yue Yu'er proudly told Chris: "He is the leader of our beggar gang!