Chapter Eighty-Four: The Clan
Mo Xuan saw that the old man guarding the door was introverted and had a long spirit, and knew that he was not an ordinary person, so he bowed down and said, "Thank you seniors." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" then stepped through the door side by side with the Snow Wolf Girl.
After the two of them entered the door, the old man seemed to inadvertently glance around, and then slowly closed the door.
This Zhuangzi is not allowed to be big, but the layout is very elegant, from a grass and a tree to the pavilion and attic, you can see that the owner is quite wasted.
"How many people are there in your village?"
"Back to Shaoxia, in addition to the old lady in our Zhuangzi, there are several young masters, but they are traveling outside on weekdays, so they don't come back easily. Nowadays, only the old lady and our useless slaves live in the village. ”
Mo Xuan didn't say anything to the old man's answer, just smiled casually and didn't speak, and followed the old man all the way on.
Zhuangzi is not big, and he came to the backyard study after a short walk.
"Young man, please, although my master is a martial artist, he also likes to study some poems and songs of the Four Books and Five Classics on weekdays. ”
"Haha, Steward Xu, what are you saying bad things about me behind my back? ”
With the sound of laughter, a man of about fifty years old walked out of the study, playing with a pair of iron galls in his hands, dressed as a mortal martial artist, and his face was full of beard.
Steward Xu saw the man coming out of the study, and said with a smile: "How dare the villain say bad things about the master behind his back, I'm just afraid that these two young heroes will blame our Luo family for receiving guests in the backyard study, and explain one or two." ”
"It's still Steward Xu who is thoughtful, and the old man is a vulgar martial artist, but he treats the two slowly. ”
Mo Xuan smiled, hugged his fists at the old man of the Luo family and said, "Don't dare." ”
"The two of you came here today at the right time, the day before yesterday, I got a pair of ink treasures from Mr. Ou, the god of Jingzhou calligraphy, and I was appreciating it, since the two of you came, how about taking a look together?"
Mo Xuan shook his head and smiled: "I don't know anything about calligraphy and painting, I'm afraid it's a waste of the old man's kindness." ”
The old man laughed three times: "I see that the young man's bearing is extraordinary, and his martial arts are naturally the younger generation Xiao Chu, and his literary calligraphy and painting must be unusual, so humble is a little despised by the old man." ”
"Hehe, the old gentleman said this really makes the kid frightened, since the old gentleman is gracious, the kid will go with you to take a look or two. ”
The snow wolf girl on the side was originally a hot temper, but now she has something to do, seeing that the two of them are chatting here without a boundary, she is anxious, if it wasn't for Mo Xuan to pull it, she would have erupted a long time ago.
"Steward Xu, serve tea, the best tea, haha. ”
Steward Xu said: "Yes" and bowed down.
Old Man Luo reached out and took Mo Xuan's arm and entered the study. As soon as Fang came in, Mo Xuan smelled the thick fragrance of ink, and saw two words on the desk, one of which had four big characters on it, "Dumen Obscure", the font was elegant, and there was a tendency to ride the wind. And the other word is also these four words, the ink has not dried, it is obvious that the old man Luo copied it, although the words are a little less elegant, but the silver hook iron painting, is a unique charm.
Seeing Mo Xuan's eyes looking at the words he copied, Old Man Luo smiled and said: "Haha, don't hide it from the young man, although the old man is a vulgar martial artist, he is very fond of this way of calligraphy and painting, and his hands are itchy for a while, but it makes the little brother laugh." ”
"There, the old man's silver hook iron painting can be seen that he is a man with great ambitions. ”
When Old Man Luo heard Mo Xuan's words, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A reckless, what to talk about with great ambitions, the young man laughed." ”
"Haha, the old man patronized and nagged the two of them, but he forgot to ask the two of them what was the matter when they came to the cold house, and if there was anything they needed to help, just say that they would do their best. ”
"Don't hide it from Master Luo, the two of us are here...... It's to ask the seniors...... Hermit. ”
"Sir, here comes tea. ”
Just as Mo Xuan asked the word "hermit", Steward Xu came in with a tray with three tea bowls on the tray, and carefully placed the tea bowls in front of the three of them and retreated outside the house.
Old Man Luo picked up the tea bowl on the table, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "What kind of power is this hidden clan?
"Oh, senior, really don't know?" Before Mo Xuan could speak, the Snow Wolf Girl hurriedly asked.
Old Man Luo took a sip of tea, frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I don't know." Steward Xu, have you heard that there is any force called the Yin Clan in the Wulin Chronicles?"
"Master Hui, Mo Xuan Shaoxia, I have heard of a Yin clan in the next place, but I have never heard of any Yin clan, I don't know where the two of you heard about it?"
Even the Snow Wolf Girl looked at Mo Xuan with a puzzled face, and secretly thought to herself, could it be that Mo Xuan was really mistaken? How can this Luo family look at it as just a mortal martial arts family.
I saw Mo Xuan unhurriedly smiling, and said, "Since the seniors don't know, then I'll leave now." There is a letter here, and I hope that if the old-timers meet the hidden people in the future, they will pass it on to them. ”
As he spoke, he placed a letter on the table and got up to leave.
When the snow wolf girl saw Mo Xuan get up and leave, she hurriedly chased after him, and when she went out, she glanced back at Old Man Luo and saw that he was holding the letter left by Mo Xuan.
The snow wolf girl chased out of the Luo family, grabbed Mo Xuan's sleeve and said, "Are you really in the wrong place?"
"Don't worry, you'll find out later. ”
Sure enough, before the two of them could take a few steps, they suddenly heard Master Naluo shouting from behind: "Mo Xuanshao...... Wait a minute, the letter ...... Is what the letter says true?"
The two looked back and saw that the old man Na Luo was holding a page of letter paper in his hand, and he chased after him with an anxious face.
"Naturally, it's true, but this letter was handed over to the Yin clan, how did Old Man Luo open it? As he spoke, he looked at Old Man Luo with a smile.
"Ahem...... This one...... This is less ...... Brother Dao, please speak inside. ”
Mo Xuan and the Snow Wolf Girl had just come out, and they were invited back to Luo's house again.
As soon as the three of them sat down, Old Man Luo's face was full of nervousness, and he hurriedly asked, "What Brother Dao said is in front ......of you?"
Speaking of exactly, Mo Xuan also put away his jokes, and said, "In front of me, my companions and I saw them come out with our own eyes." ”
Old Man Naluo's face was full of anxiety, frowned and pondered for a moment: "Okay, I will arrange for the two of you to meet with the people of the Yin Clan, but I am afraid that it will be annoying for the two of you to board here for a few days." ”
"Oh, aren't you a hermit?"
The old man Na Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Dao is too affordable, at this age, with only such a little cultivation, if he can be regarded as a person in the hidden clan, then the hidden clan is nothing, and he is just a guest of the clan in the next one." ”
Mo Xuan has heard the name of the hermit clan, and knows that there are many masters in the hermit, but to this day, he has never seen the hermit people, only when the hermit is just some strong and domineering cultivation family, but who wants to be so strong, a master who is afraid of cultivating in the purple mansion realm is just a doorman.
sighed secretly in his heart, compared with the Yin Clan, what the Mo family is, is just a joke.