Morning.

The morning fog had just risen from the cobblestone road, which was narrow.

Guo Dalu turned the alley on the right and saw a very familiar door.

That means he's been through this door.

But in this city, he hardly has even an acquaintance, let alone a familiar family.

He immediately remembered that this door was the one he had broken into during the day when he was tracking down the pockmark.

Now there are no lights inside.

Is the yellow-skinned husband doing the things that make him yellow-skinned?

Guo Dalu originally wanted to search here at night to see if the pockmarked seeds would appear here.

But now he has changed his mind.

He went further and turned right again.

The road of this alley is paved with very neat bluestone slabs, which seems to be far cleaner and neater than other alleys.

It's early in the morning, and there are still a few lights on in the alley.

His eyes lit up at the sight of the words on two of the lanterns.

"Ruka-in. ”

The Meilan girl's nest turned out to be in this alley.

It's a pity that now is not the time to find Fang, Miss Meilan's jade arm may have become someone else's pillow.

Even if Guo Dalu is a disciple, he can't spoil other people's scenery now.

But in his heart, he seemed to have a very special feeling, just like the feeling that a poet feels before he finds a good sentence.

He walked faster and turned to the right again.

This is already the main street, and he walked along the street for more than a dozen steps, and then he saw the grain mill and the gold-lettered signboard of the Huibin Building diagonally opposite.

There were several stone piers beside the street, and Guo Dalu sat down on them, pondering.

The row of houses where the little girl lives, if it is the first row.

The house where the couple lived was considered the second row.

The row of houses in the Ryukyo Temple is the third row.

The grain mill is of course the fourth row.

In these four rows of houses, there is a family, which has something to do with the pockmark.

- If it wasn't for the pockmarked son who asked him to go to the Dragon King Temple, how would he have met that little girl?

- Is this a coincidence? or is it a deliberate arrangement?

- Was it because she knew some secrets, but it was inconvenient for her to tell them, that she hinted at him like that?

- What is the secret she knows?

- Did she deliberately hide under that divine case and deliberately want Guo Dalu to find out?

- Could all this have been arranged by that pockmark a long time ago?

- What was his purpose in doing this?

Guo Dalu stood up and walked along the original road again.

These four rows of houses are exactly an unequal quadrangulation.

No matter what city street, the row of houses in front must be close to the row of houses in the back.

But there is a wide distance between the first row of houses and the third row of houses.

The same goes for the second row of houses and the fourth row.

So in the middle of these four rows of houses, there must be a vacant lot.

Guo Dalu's heart suddenly jumped.

"Is there some special reason why these four rows of houses were deliberately built like this?"

There is only one way to find out.

Guo Dalu swept onto the roof of the grain mill.

There is a house in front of the grain mill, which is the counter façade, and there is a yard behind it.

The wings on both sides of the courtyard seem to be inhabited, and the one behind them is a warehouse for piling grain.

There should be no other room in the back.

Guo Dalu had now reached the ridge of the barn house behind him, and immediately saw that there was indeed another house in the middle of the four rows of houses.

The four houses are like four walls, enclosing the house in the middle, so there is neither an exit nor a gate for this house.

How can anyone in the world build a house in such a place?

Across the ridge of the house was where the couple lived, the second row of houses.

If you don't pay special attention, no one will think that this house is connected to other houses, and even if a night walker passes by on the ridge, they will never notice the strangeness of this house.

But now Guo Dalu has found out.

- The owner of this house, could it be the pockmark?

- He built his house in such a place, of course, with a lot of effort and a lot of money, but why?

- Could it be that he, like the one-legged monk, has some ulterior privacy, or is it because he wants to hide in such a house to escape the tracking of some very powerful enemy?

- This house is indeed more secret than any other place Guo Dalu has ever seen, but why did he let Guo Dalu discover this secret, intentionally or unintentionally?

- If he hadn't revealed the clues, Guo Dalu would never have been able to find this place.

Guo Dalu thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was not only extremely mysterious, but also extremely complicated.

There is only one way to find out the answers to these questions.

He jumped.

The barn of the grain mill, between this house, there is also a wall, and within the wall is a long, narrow flower garden.

Now the spring flowers have not yet withered, and they exude a fragrance in the morning mist.

Beyond that is a long corridor, where the morning sun shines on the spotlessly washed floor.

It was silent, and I couldn't hear a sound.

Not even the wind can blow here.

All the troubles, grievances, sorrows and joys in the red dust have also been completely isolated.

Only a person who has experienced all the vicissitudes of life, has seen through the world, and has completely stopped his heart can live here and deserve to live here.

That Mazi doesn't look like such a person, could it be that Guo Dalu is wrong?

Thinking wrong, he almost couldn't help but retreat.

But just then, he saw a man quietly coming out of the end of the corridor.

A beautiful girl like a spring flower, wearing a snow-white robe, no fat powder, wearing only white socks on her feet, no shoes, as if she was afraid that the footsteps would crush this unforgettable silence.

She held a rain-soaked porcelain vessel in her hand and walked quietly through the corridor.

If she hadn't suddenly turned around and glanced at Guo Dalu, Guo Dalu would have almost recognized her.

This quiet and simple girl turned out to be a Meilan girl who was dressed like a monster during the day.

She glanced back, obviously saw Guo Dalu, but as if she didn't see anything, she lowered her head again and walked forward quietly.

Guo Dalu almost couldn't help but scream.

But even Guo Dalu didn't dare to shout in such a place, and he couldn't bear to disturb the quiet here.

He just stood there and watched.

Merlin had quietly pushed open a door and quietly walked inside.

There was still no sound or movement in the room.

This is obviously a forbidden place where outsiders are not allowed to invade, Guo Dalu is obviously standing here, but no one pays attention to it, as if there is no such person as him.

Who are the people living in this house, and what do they mean to him?

Guo Dalu was stunned for a long time, and suddenly strode over and strode onto the corridor.

Whether it's a person or a ghost in the house, he has to go and see it.

But as soon as he stepped on it, he shrank back.

He saw the mud on his feet.

This corridor is as bright as a mirror, and he stepped on it with this pair of mud feet, even he was a little unbearable and a little embarrassed.

He took off the mud shoes on his feet, and his socks were still clean, although they still smelled a little, and he couldn't care about them so much.

So he walked over and pushed the door open.

The room was empty, there was nothing, no beds, no tables and chairs, no furnishings, not a little dust.

There was a thick straw mat on the ground, and a set of snow-white bedding was spread on the straw mat, and a person was lying in the bedding.

The room was filled with the smell of medicine, and the man was clearly seriously ill.

Guo Dalu didn't see his face, because there was a girl in white with long hair and a shawl, kneeling beside him, slowly feeding him the bowl of medicine sent by Mei Lan.

Guo Dalu couldn't see the girl's face, because she was also facing away from him.

Only Merlan's face was facing him, and she clearly saw him push open the door, but there was still no expression on her face, as if she didn't think of him as a living person at all.

Guo Dalu couldn't wait to rush over immediately, grabbed her hair, and asked her if her eyes were on the top of her head?

But the room was so quiet that it was as quiet as a temple, and it felt like a sacred solemnity that could not be desecrated.

Guo Dalu almost couldn't help but want to go back.

The person he was looking for was not here, not to mention, this kind of atmosphere was what he couldn't stand the most.

At this moment, the girl in white with long hair and shawl suddenly said in a deep voice: "Come in, close the door, don't let the wind blow in." ”

Listening to the tone of her words, it was as if she had known that Guo Dalu would come, and as if she regarded Guo Dalu as a member of her own family.

Guo Dalu's heartbeat has almost stopped.

This is obviously Yan Qi's voice.

Could it be that this white-clothed girl with long hair and shawl is Yan Qi?

The door is closed.

Guo Dalu stood there like a wooden man, his eyes widened, looking at the girl in white.

He could only see her back.

Her back was thin and slender, and her black hair was draped over her shoulders like a cloud.

Guo Dalu clenched his hands, his mouth was dry, but his heart was beating as if he was about to jump out of his throat.

He wanted to rush over and grab her by the shoulders and make her turn her face.

No one could have imagined how eager he was to see her face.

But he could only stand like a log.

Because he didn't dare, didn't dare to desecrate this solemn and sacred place, let alone desecrate her.

The patient finally finished the medicine in the bowl and lay down.

Guo Dalu finally saw his white hair, but he still didn't see his face.

She knelt beside her, gently put down the bowl, and pulled up the quilt for him, looking kind, loving, and considerate.

If Guo Dalu hadn't seen his white hair, he couldn't help but break the vinegar jar.

Who was this old man, and why was she so considerate of him?

I only heard him cough softly, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Is he already here?"

The girl in white nodded.

The old man said, "Call him over." ”

Although his voice was old and weak, it still carried an indescribable intimidating power.

The girl in white finally turned back slowly.

Guo Dalu finally saw her face.

At this moment, everything in the universe seemed to have suddenly come to a halt.

"Yan Qi...... Yan Qi ......"

Guo Dalu called in his heart, and tears seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes.

There was no sound in his call, but she seemed to be able to hear it, and only she could hear it.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

After going through a lot of hardships, thousands of tortures, and thousands of tests, he finally saw her again.

So how do you want him not to shed tears? How do you know if his tears are bitter or joyful?"

But he finally held back his tears. He didn't want anyone but her to see him cry.

But he couldn't bear not to look at her face.

This is no longer the face with three points of feint and three points of naughty in the past.

Now all that's left on this face is true feelings.

It's not the dirty face of the past, but full of health and joy.

Now this face is pale and haggard, and it is so beautiful that it breaks people's hearts.

Apparently she has also experienced countless tortures, countless pains.

The only thing that hasn't changed is her eyes.

Her eyes were still so bright and so strong.

But why did she hang her head? Could it be that she couldn't help but cry her eyes?

The old man was coughing softly again.

She finally quietly wiped away her tears, raised her head, beckoned to Guo Dalu, and said, "Come here." ”

Guo Dalu's eyes were still fixed on her face, as if he had been hypnotized by some kind of magic, and walked over step by step.

She hung her head again, her cheeks flushed, and the sunset was intoxicating.

She had this kind of flush on her face before, but Guo Dalu didn't pay much attention to it.

Men sometimes blush, too.

Now Guo Dalu only wants to give himself seventy or eighty ear scrapers.

He really didn't understand why he was so stupid, why he didn't even see that she was a woman.

The old man suddenly sighed again, and said, "Come over a little more, let me see you." ”

Guo Dalu didn't hear it.

Now he couldn't hear anyone but her.

Yan Qi bit his lip and said, "Did you hear my father's words?"

Guo Dalu was stunned and said, "He...... He's your father?"

Yan Qi nodded.

Guo Dalu immediately came closer.

He can disrespect anyone, he can't hear what anyone says, but Yan Qi's father, that's of course an exception.

The old man saw him, and he saw the old man.

He froze again.

There are many kinds of people in the world, so there are also many kinds of faces.

Some have long faces, some have round faces, some have handsome faces, some have bright faces, and some faces are always as if others owe him 30,000 taels of silver and have not repaid them.

Guo Dalu has seen many people and many faces.

But he'd never seen anything like it!

Strictly speaking, this is no longer a human face, but a living skeleton.

On the thin and long face, only a piece of skin wrapped in bones remained, as if there was no flesh and blood at all.

But on both sides of the scar, there is still flesh and blood turning up.

The scariest thing is this scar!

Two scars crossed his face, one on the left, from his eyes, then across his nose, to the corners of his mouth.

The one on the right cuts the bridge of the nose from the right cheek to the base of the ear.

So on this face, the shape of the nose can no longer be distinguished, only one eye remains.

The eyes are half-closed.

Scar had already closed his mouth, and he didn't know how many years ago he left it, but the flesh and blood on both sides of the scar were still as red as blood.

The blood-red cross scar, against his thin, pale face, looked like a symbol of a burning demon in hell.

This old man is like living in hell.

Guo Dalu seemed to be about to stop breathing.

He couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare to look at this face again, but he couldn't escape it.

He couldn't even show the slightest expression of disgust and fear on his face, because this old man was Yan Qi's father.

The old man was also looking at him with his eyes half-closed, and after a long time, he said slowly: "You are Guo Dalu?"

Guo Dalu said: "Yes. ”

The old man said, "You are a good friend of my daughter?"

Guo Dalu said: "Yes. ”

The old man said, "Do you think my face is ugly and terrible?"

Guo Dalu was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Yes." ”

The old man was also silent for a long time, and suddenly a short laugh came out of his throat, and said, "No wonder my daughter said that you are an honest person, it seems that you are." ”

Guo Dalu glanced at Yan Qi, but Yan Qi still hung his head.

Mei Lan's face also had a smile.

Guo Dalu also lowered his head and said, "Sometimes I'm not too honest. ”

It's also honest. He suddenly realized that it was a good way to tell the truth in front of the old man.

The old man bowed his head slightly, and said, "Yes, those who are not honest do not want to come here, and those who are too honest do not want to find here." ”

He suddenly sighed with emotion and said, "It's not easy for you to come here...... It's not easy. ”

When Guo Dalu heard it, he suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

Why did Yan Qi let him suffer so much? Why did he search for it?

Although the old man had his eyes half-closed, he seemed to see his heart, and suddenly said, "Let them come in too." ”

Mei Lan said: "Yes." ”

She walked quietly over and quietly opened another door.

Three people walked in quietly outside the door.

The first person is that pockmark. Now he had changed into a snow-white robe, and as soon as he entered, he stood in the corner of the room with his hands down, looking both awe and respect, as if a servant had seen his master.

He was followed by the camel, of course.

The third talent is the one-legged monk.

All three of them wore the same white robes, and they all treated the old man with the same respect. The three of them hung their heads and didn't even look at Guo Dalu.

The old man said, "You must know it." ”

All three nodded at the same time.

Guo Dalu couldn't help but say: "Although they know me, I don't recognize them." ”

The old man sighed lightly and said, "There are indeed not many young people who recognize them nowadays, but you may have heard their names. ”

Guo Dalu said: "Oh?"

The old man said: "You have fought with Lan Kun, haven't you seen his martial arts?"

Guo Dalu said: "Lan Kun?"

The old man said: "Lan Kun is his common name, since he became a monk in Shaolin, others only know him as Tie Song." ”

It turned out that this one-legged monk was actually a subordinate of Shaolin! Only Shaolin's "Wind and Thunder Wand" could have that kind of amazing power.

Guo Dalu was moved, and said, "Could it be that he is the 'Golden Arhat' Tie Song Master who descended the Ten Demons with one staff and entered the Sea of Stars alone?"

The old man said, "Yes, it's him." ”

Guo Dalu was speechless.

This golden arhat was one of the idols he worshipped in his youth when he was a teenager, he had heard this name when he was seven or eight years old, and later heard that this man had materialized into immortals, and he did not expect to live in seclusion here.

The old man said: "The dragon god camel who travels outside the sky, you must have heard of this name." ”

Guo Dalu was stunned again.

It turned out that this camel was actually the most prestigious light master in the past, no wonder as soon as he turned around, he no longer saw the shadow of this person.

The old man said: "The dragon god camel who travels outside the sky, the ever-changing wisdom and many stars, these two people are equally famous." ”

Guo Dalu looked at the pockmark in surprise, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be that he is Mr. Yuan Zhiduoxing?"

The old man said, "It turns out that you also know him." ”

Guo Dalu was stunned and couldn't breathe for a long time.

Twenty years ago, these three people were all famous and invincible martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes.

In the legend of the rivers and lakes, all three of them are dead.

No one could have imagined that all three of them were hiding here, and that they all seemed to have become the servants and subordinates of this sick old man.

Thinking of this, Guo Dalu was shocked again.

Absolute masters like the Golden Arhat and the Divine Camel have all become the servants of this old man, and they are in awe of him and respect him so much.

What kind of character is this old man?

Guo Dalu really couldn't think of it.

Even if the former Shaolin abbot Tie Mei is resurrected, Jin Luohan will not be so in awe of him, even if the former number one hero in the world is reborn, the god camel and Zhi Duoxing will never be willing to be his servants.

What power did this old man have to make these three men so obedient and respectful to him?

The old man said slowly: "They have made you suffer a lot today, are you very dissatisfied with them in your heart?"

Guo Dalu wanted to shake his head but didn't shake it, and said with a wry smile: "A little." ”

The old man said, "Don't you think it's strange that they do this?"

Guo Dalu said: "There is also a little ...... More than a little. ”

The old man said, "You did everything possible to find here, for what?"

Guo Dalu snorted, glanced at Yan Qi again, and said, "Come to her." ”

The old man said, "Why are you looking for her?"

He always seems to be asking questions, and he asks aggressively, leaving no room for others to turn around.

Guo Dalu lowered his head, as if he was uneasy.

But at this time, Yan Qi suddenly raised his head and stared at him with a pair of eyes that were as bright as autumn water.

Guo Dalu's heart was immediately full of courage and confidence, raised his head, and said loudly: "Because I like her and want to stay with her forever." ”

This is a fair and honest thing, and his use of this fair and honest attitude shows his sincerity and frankness.

The old man's voice was more serious, and he said word for word: "Do you want her to be your wife?"

Guo Dalu didn't think about it and said, "Yes." ”

The old man said, "Never regret it?"

Guo Dalu said: "Never regret it." ”

The old man, who had one eye half-closed, suddenly opened it with a lightning-fast light shining from his eye.

Guo Dalu had never seen such a compelling and terrifying eye, but he did not run away, because he knew that this was the most important moment, because he was calm and ashamed in his heart.

The old man stared at him and said sharply, "But do you know who I am?"

Guo Dalu shook his head, this sentence was exactly what he had wanted to ask in his heart for a long time.

The old man said, "You saw the cross sword wound on my face, and you don't know who I am?"

Guo Dalu's heart suddenly palpitated, and his whole person almost shook with it.

Cross Sword Wound! Wind Crazy Cross Sword!

The only person who can escape under the crazy cross sword is Nangong Chou! Could it be that this seriously ill and dying old man is the real Nangong Chou!

Guo Dalu only felt that his mind was dizzy.

He could no longer have imagined that Nangong Chou, the most notorious villain in the rivers and lakes, was Yan Qi's father.

No wonder Yan Qi was sure that the man in black was by no means Nangong Ugly.

The sword that pierced from behind the wall and pierced into the heart of the man in black turned out to be Yan Qixia's hand.

She obviously hated this man for pretending to be her father's name, so she did not hesitate to kill him to protect her father's reputation. No wonder she never wants to reveal her life experience, as if there are many unspeakable secrets.

She has always refused to tell Guo Dalu that she is her daughter, but she is afraid that she is also ashamed of her family background, for fear that Guo Dalu will change his feelings for her after knowing her background.

So she waited until she was dying to say it, so she had to run away.

These things, which seemed to be impossible to explain, are now fully answered. But Guo Dalu could hardly believe it.

The room was quieter.

Everyone's eyes were looking at Guo Dalu, only Yan Qi lowered his head again. She didn't seem to dare to look at Guo Dalu anymore.

She was afraid that Guo Dalu's answer would break her heart.

I don't know how long it took for the old man to say slowly: "Now you know who I am?"

Guo Dalu said: "Yes." ”

The old man said, "Now you promise to change your mind, it's still too late." ”

Guo Dalu said: "It's too late now. ”

The old man said, "Why?"

Guo Dalu said: "Because nothing in the world can change my feelings for her, not even myself." ”

His voice was so firm, so sincere.

He turned his head to look at Yan Qi's eyes, and Yan Qi couldn't help it, raised his head and stared at him.

There were tears in her eyes, but they were tears of joy and gratitude.

Even Mei Lan's eyes were a little damp.

The old man was still staring at Guo Dalu with a powerful gaze, and said, "Are you still willing to marry her as a wife?"

Guo Dalu said: "Yes." ”

The old man said, "Are you willing to be the husband of Nangong Chou's daughter?"

Guo Dalu said: "Yes." ”

The old man's gaze suddenly melted like ice in spring water, and he muttered, "Okay, you are really a good boy...... Yan Qi really didn't misunderstand you. ”

He slowly closed his eyes again, and said word for word: "Now I can safely hand her over to you, and now she is your wife." ”