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The old man Song is tall, sitting there, there is a majesty, he has a crane hair, silver hair fluttering, ruddy face, like a baby, at a glance you know that you have health skills. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before he was forty years old, his swordsmanship was fierce, but after the age of forty, he rarely used his sword.

Although his swordsmanship is sharp and decisive in killing, as long as the sword is returned to the sheath, his murderous spirit will disappear without a trace, and his surname is extremely kind, no matter who he is, he is a good person's attitude, and he is not angry, so he is very popular in the martial arts.

Later, he wholeheartedly pursued Taoist inaction, nested in the Song family shop all day long, and never appeared in the martial arts again, people thought that he had returned to the mountains and forests, and did not ask about the world.

Although he no longer shoots, but he has nothing to do, and devotes his whole mind to training his disciples, he has skills in training, teaching according to his aptitude, and his disciples are all extraordinary, not only have to inherit his mantle, but also have the potential of being better than the blue.

Zhou Huairen is his eldest disciple, and he has always been by his side, teaching by word and deed, not only inheriting the soul-chasing sword technique, but also obtaining its essence, which has already surpassed him back then, which is enough to comfort his life.

Zhou Huairen is tall, his face is like a crown of jade, his nose is straight and his mouth is square, his eyes are bright and upright, and he feels good at first glance, and he feels that this person must be an honest and reliable person.

Seeing that the master had a gloomy face and was silent, Zhou Huairen opened his mouth and said, "Master don't worry, after the birthday banquet, the disciple will personally go out and recover the sword spectrum." ”

"Alas, these four junior disciples of yours are too angry!" Old Man Song shook his head.

"Master, I can't complain about them," Zhou Huairen smiled and argued: "They chased to the Zhixin Temple, the little monk of the Zhixin Temple has good martial arts, and helped the little girl block it for a while. ”

"Are they recuperating now?" Old Man Song snorted, his silver hair trembling.

Zhou Huairen nodded: "I have already taken the Qi Pill, and I have recovered seventy-seven-eighty-eight." ”

"Alas......" Old Man Song stroked his silver hair and let out a long sigh.

He really didn't expect that Lao Lai would encounter such a strange thing, and let a little girl bully him, but he was helpless.

"Master, there is about to be a banquet outside, the disciple will handle these small things well, and the master doesn't have to worry about it anymore!" Zhou Huairen persuaded.

"Okay!" Old Man Song stood up and exhaled a long breath: "You just watch and do it, if you can, don't hurt people!"

"Yes, don't worry, Master!" Zhou Huairen hurriedly nodded in agreement, stepped forward and hugged Old Man Song, and was about to go out.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

The two stopped, and Zhou Huairen said, "Is there something wrong?!"

"Sir, here's a post. An old voice came from outside, but it was Song Da, the companion of Old Man Song.

This Song Da has followed the old man Song since he was a child, but the martial arts he learned were not swordsmanship, but palm skills, and his skills were quite high, but he had always been by the side of the old man Song, and he did not go to the world alone, and he was willing to be obscure, and he won the respect of the Song Mansion.

"It turned out to be Uncle Song, please come in quickly. Zhou Huairen hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a man of thin stature and a clear face, quite elegant, not at all like a servant.

He was holding a prayer note in his hand, standing calmly in front of the door, and when he saw the door open, he stepped in and closed the door.

"Song Da, which big man bothered you to send it over personally?" Old Man Song stroked his silver hair and said with a smile.

Although he and Song Da are master and servants, they are like friends, and they often like to joke, and when they see him with a serious expression, they can't help laughing.

Song Da is the chief steward of the Song Mansion, and now he is rarely in charge, and his eldest son is a handmaker, shrewd and capable, and most of the people below make their own decisions, so there is no need to bother him.

This time, on the fiftieth birthday of Old Man Song, Song Da personally went out and will dot up and down, in an orderly manner, without any mistakes.

Although his eldest son is shrewd and capable, since he took over as the housekeeper, Old Man Song has been in-depth and simple, and he rarely has any dealings with people in the martial arts, so he has not seen any big scenes, and he is really not at ease.

"Sir, just look at it. Song handed over the prayer post with both hands.

Old Man Song smiled, took a look, the smile on his face suddenly condensed, and he looked up at Song Da fiercely, his eyes flashed: "Is it really him?!"

"That's right!" Song nodded with a smile.

"Master, who is it?!" Zhou Huairen was curious, and reached out to take the greeting post handed over by the master.

After opening and glancing, his eyes turned from curiosity to surprise, and he hurriedly asked, "Xiao ...... Is it cold?...... A sword and a cold?!"

"Xiao Yihan, it's indeed him!" Song Da nodded vigorously, and said with a smile: "The master has such a big face, Xiao Yihan personally congratulates him on his birthday!"

Old Man Song stroked his silver hair, frowned lightly, and shook his head: "The old man asked himself if he didn't have such a big face, should there be something else......

He is quite self-aware, he is only a master, because he retired early, he is low-key, and he is only a little famous in the martial arts.

"No matter what, sir, let's invite people in first?!" Song Da reminded.

Old Man Song slapped his forehead busily, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, Huairen, hurry up and follow the teacher to meet this Xiao Daxia!"

So, the three of them hurried out of the study, and when they walked to the hall, the people in the hall got up one after another, hugged their fists and congratulated, and it was very lively.

Old Man Song smiled, hugged his fists and kept saluting back, but his footsteps did not stop, and he strode out while holding his fists.

People were quite curious, I don't know what Old Man Song is going to do, suddenly, they flashed their thoughts, is it possible, what big man is coming?

Outside the gate of the Song Mansion, Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, standing with his hands in his hands, accompanied by Xiao Lotus on one side, and Huang Sisi twisting his waist and pursing his cherry lips on the other side, with a reluctant expression.

People who come and go pay attention to this, the small lotus is beautiful and moving, like a slim lotus, Huang Sisi is as delicate as a peach blossom, even better.

Xiao Yuesheng looked mediocre and looked like an ordinary person, but standing in the middle of the two beautiful women, she was suddenly extremely conspicuous and eye-catching.

"Isn't this a great hero with a sword, a sword, a cold, and a hero?!" one of the people next to him asked in a low voice, quite uncertain.

"No, Xiao Daxia is not in Luoyang, how can he be here?!" the person next to him retorted.

The previous person nodded, he also felt unlikely, in order to come to congratulate the old man Song on his birthday, he had already set off from Luoyang very early, and the big array outside Luoyang City was not too anxious, and he wanted to break the formation, which was far away, not worse than the ten days and half a month's effort.

At that time, Xiao Yihan was still in Luoyang City, it was difficult for him to set off at the same time as himself, and he also came to congratulate Old Man Song on his birthday.

Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands in his hands, silent, looked at the direction of the door, glanced at Huang Sisi beside him from time to time, and smiled slightly.

"Brother Xiao, does it have to be like this?!" Huang Sisi tilted his head and asked, with grievances in his voice, his eyes kept turning, as if he was thinking of some kind of ghost idea.

She is wearing an apricot yellow Luo shirt today, bright and clean, reflecting her beautiful face more and more fair-skinned and beautiful, and her bright eyes are turning, making her more beautiful and lovely.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said lightly: "The matter will be solved eventually, is it possible, do you want to make a river of blood?!"

Huang Sisi pursed his lips and glanced at him, but he didn't dare to talk back.

She stomped on her little boots hatefully, thinking that this person was hateful, he was really a dog with a mouse, nosy, did anyone bleed, what did it matter to him?!

Besides, the hateful thing about him is that he doesn't care whether he agrees or not, he has to escort himself to Song's shop, apologize to Old Man Song in person, and return the sword book.

According to Miss Huang Sisi's daughter's temper, she naturally refused, but she couldn't resist him in the end, and he was forced to come here.

Halfway through, she ran countless times, but in the end she couldn't run ten steps, a green shadow flashed, and she was restrained, and then the acupoint was lit all the time, and after an hour, it was self-extricating.

The acupuncture points are pointed, not only the body can't move, but the body is numb and itchy, and it is extremely sad, and it is said that it is like a year.

As soon as the acupuncture point was unlocked, she scolded and wiped her tears.

Xiao Yuesheng was like a stone heart, regardless of whether she shed small tears or not, she scolded, and was pointed to the acupoint again.

In this way, Huang Sisi was afraid, and only felt that the mediocre-looking man in front of him was like a demon, which was really terrifying.

Fortunately, Xiaohe is delicate and lovely, comforting softly, and persuading that his master is very good, maybe he sees that his sister is talented and intelligent, and he feels a pity, so he has to be nosy, if in the past, he is too lazy to pay attention to others.

A burst of laughter sounded, Old Man Song strode into a meteor, and before anyone arrived, the laughter had already come out.

Immediately, the old man Song walked out of the gate of the Song Mansion surrounded by all the disciples, walked quickly, hugged his fists from a distance, and said with a smile: "Xiao Daxia came to our mansion, it is really Peng Chang Zenghui, Peng Chang Zenghui!"

(To be continued)