Chapter 8: Gifts

There are some people in the world, you can't stop him from coming, you can't expel him from leaving, and at this time the two people seem to have met this kind of person - this is a kind of person that is rarely met in the crowd, but today the blind man and the ink pool have met.

The blind man and Mo Dump Chi immediately came back to their senses, and asked the servant who came to report the identity of the person, and the servant said honestly: "It is a young man, who looks to be no more than thirty years old, riding a very rare horse, but this young man is sick, and seems to be seriously ill. He spoke so carefully that he did not miss a single detail, and it was hard to imagine that a servant who had come to summon him could have understood the guest's message so clearly.

Neither the ink poured nor the blind man wondered, but they would be strange if the servant could not tell clearly.

The blind man was not satisfied with this answer and continued to ask, "Why do you think he is sick?"

Without hesitation, the old servant said, "It was a time when it was extremely hot, but the man on horseback was still wearing a thick jacket, and his cheeks were very pale, and when he dismounted, he was supported by people who looked like servants but did not look like servants, so I think he was sick." ”

Today's temperature is very high, at least above thirty-four or five degrees, the person wearing the jacket at this time may not be sick, but it is definitely possible to be seriously ill, and this person's pale cheeks and need someone to support him are the characteristics that the patient should have, the old servant replied a very reasonable answer, but the blind man was still not satisfied, he continued to ask: "You said that there are two people around him who look like servants but do not look like servants? Why do you make this judgment?"

The old servant still did not hesitate, and his reason was very good, and said: "They do not look like servants at all in appearance and temperament, but they do what servants do, and they are very respectful to the seriously ill son, both in his actions and expressions, so I say that they look like servants but do not look like servants." ”

Hearing this, Mo Dump Chi was already very satisfied, and he finally saw what the family was all about, but the blind man still seemed to be dissatisfied, and continued to ask, "Tell me what they look like." ”

The old servant still did not hesitate, and said, "Two men, one of them is an old man with white hair, a red face, and a majestic appearance like a god. There is also a middle-aged man with ordinary appearance and relatively ordinary temperament, who has only done what a servant should do from beginning to end, and has not said a word. ”

The blind man asked again, "Do you think the two of them are more powerful?"

The old servant immediately replied, "Middle-aged man from Mune. ”

The blind man asked curiously, "Why? Is it because he is young?"

The old servant shook his head and said, "No, so that middle-aged man is too ordinary and ordinary, I have never seen an ordinary person like that person." ”

The blind man was silent, he understood what the servant meant, and sometimes the more ordinary people looked, were in fact like the whirlpool of the abyss under the sea, unfathomable.

The blind man was only silent for a moment, then spoke again, and said, "That boy just said that he came to see Mo Gongzi of Mo Dumping Pond?"

The old servant said: "He also asked me to bring a message to tell Master Mo." ”

Mo Tingchi smiled slightly: "What did he say?"

The old servant said, "He said that he had prepared a gift for Master Mo, which is definitely a very interesting reason. ”

The smile on Mo Tingchi's face was bright, and he could even imagine the flat and confident tone of the seriously ill young man when he said this, except that he didn't speak anymore, just looked at the blind man.

The blind man seemed to have seen Mo Tingchi looking at him at this time, so he quickly spoke, and commanded, "Let them in." ”

The old servant walked away respectfully and quickly, and the blind man looked at Mo Dump Chi and said with some doubts: "I know that you have always been a very curious person, but this time you don't seem to be curious at all. ”

Mo Tingchi smiled: "Maybe all my curiosity has been used up in you? ”

The blind man didn't believe this answer, and retorted, "You should be curious, because the three people you said could find you are not any of the three people of Jin Lingzhi, Dazhi Datong, and Yan Nantian. ”

Mo Dumping Chi agreed, from the description of the old servant, the seriously ill boy was definitely not any of the three people Jin Lingzhi, Dazhi Datong, and Yan Nantian, but he also gave an answer, he looked at the blind man with a smile, and said: "Yes, but I can see that you already know the identity of the young man, so I don't need to waste any more effort to ask someone who doesn't know the identity of that person, I can ask you directly." ”

Hearing this, the blind man laughed helplessly, and sighed: "Yes, I know the identity of that person, if my inference is correct." ”

Mo Dump Chi did not ask the blind man how he deduced it, as he had just said, he went straight to the point and asked, "Who is that man?"

The blind man restrained the smile on his face, and Mo Tianchi even saw an unprecedented solemnity from the blind man's face, and he slowly spoke: "Shangguan Jinhong is a person with empty eyes and eyes above the top, and he can be regarded as one of the most powerful people in the rivers and lakes today, but when a person like Shangguan Jinhong is incomparably conceited, he has to treat him as an equal. ”

Mo Dump Chi gradually lost his smile, and his eyes showed a surprise that could not be concealed, now that the Money Gang spans the fourteen provinces of the north and south, there are few people in today's martial arts who can compete with Shangguan Jinhong, and this person can make Shangguan Jinhong attach so much importance to it, and a string of names popped up in his mind in an instant.

Soon these names gradually disappeared one after another, and there was one name left, he looked at the blind man and said slowly: "Sanxiang Longwu?"

The blind man smiled and nodded, and said softly: "His whereabouts are always outside the clouds, and he is the first heroic in the world! How much skill does a person need to make the heroes and heroes from all over Sanxiang say such a sentence." ”

Mo Dumping Chi is also hard to imagine, he only imagined one point, and Sanxiang Longwu, who can get the sentence "His whereabouts are always outside the clouds, and he is the first hero in the world" is naturally a very powerful character.

Soon Long Wu appeared, as the old servant said, Long Wu was a young man wearing a jacket on a hot day, his face was as pale as tissue paper, and he was very young, at first glance he looked no more than twenty-seven or eighteen, and at first glance he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old.

This is a very peculiar person and a very scary person. When Mo Dump Chi and the blind man saw this person, they had already made an evaluation of Long Wu.

There are two more people, and there are two more people around Long Wu.

One of them was an old man, although the old man was very old, but he did not feel old at all, like a lion and a tiger, and his body was full of breathtaking power, which made people dare not look up.

Anyone can see that this mighty old man is definitely a very powerful person, if a person is not powerful, then there will definitely not be such a domineering aura on his body, Mo Dumping Chi does not know this person, but it is certain that this person is definitely a very famous person in the rivers and lakes in the past.

It's just that Mo Tingchi only paused for a glance at this old man who must have been very famous in the past, and then stopped at the middle-aged man in green clothes and white clothes who followed behind Long Wu.

The middle-aged man looked extremely inconspicuous and extremely silent, but this person attracted almost all of Mo Tingchi's attention, looking at the middle-aged man in green clothes and white shirts, his eyes revealed a rare light, if the blind man could see it, he would definitely be surprised, because in the memory of the blind man, Mo Tingchi rarely showed this kind of look, but now Mo Tingchi has revealed this kind of look, that can only prove one thing: the person in front of him is a terrible opponent that Mo Tingchi attaches great importance to.

The blind man understands the ink dumping pool, he knows that the ink dumping pool's eyesight is extremely high, although it is not as good as Shangguan Jinhong and Zhuo Donglai, but so far the ink dumping pool has never misjudged a person, so this time he also believes that the ink dumping pool will definitely not be wrong.

Mo Tianchi's gaze paused on the middle-aged man for a long, long time, he had already looked at the middle-aged man's whole body, and he had already sifted through all the information in his mind, but none of them matched the information of the middle-aged man in front of him.

Therefore, he could only look away, and finally put his eyes on a box carried by the middle-aged man, a box made of gold and inlaid with agate jade and jade, this is definitely a very precious box, such a precious box, isn't the things in the box more precious?

Mo Dumping Chi glanced at the box, and then looked at Long Wu who had already walked in front of him, he was not polite at all, like an old friend, pointed to the box in the middle-aged man's hand, and said very casually: "This box is for me?"

The old man was already a little annoyed, and anyone could see that he was already a little uncomfortable, and the others had already taken a step forward, and seemed to be ready to shoot at any moment, but he finally stopped thinking about making a move, and spoke alone, happily.

No one in the world could stop him from talking, except for Long Wu. Therefore, as long as Long Wuyi spoke, he could only stop, and he could hear that Long Wu didn't mind, and he was very happy, so how could he still make a move? He used to have a very brilliant identity, but now he is just a servant, the most loyal servant by Long Wu's side.

Long Wu looked at the Ink Dumping Pool with a smile and asked, "You are the Ink Dumping Pool." ”

Mo Tilt Chi nodded: "I'm Ink Tilt Pool." ”

The smile on Long Wu's face became more pleasant, and he said, "I haven't seen the Ink Dumping Pool, so I don't know if you are the Ink Dumping Pool. ”

This is a very reasonable sentence, and Mo Dump Chi has not found a decisive reason to refute this reasonable sentence, but fortunately there are people around him and a friend. The blind man had already walked up to Long Wu and said, "I'm sure he's Mo Dump Chi. ”

Long Wu seemed to like to ask very much, and he asked again: "Why are you sure." ”

This was also a very difficult question to answer, but the blind man did not hesitate, he only said fourteen words, and after these fourteen words were spoken, Long Wu did not have any problems.

The blind man said, "I have only one friend, so I will not admit that I am wrong." ”

Long Wu stared at the blind man for a long time, and finally sighed deeply, and said solemnly: "Yes, he is Mo Dump Chi, Yuan Suiyun will never be wrong, so this time it will not be wrong." (To be continued.) )