Chapter 424: Never return!

Cui Mansion. Pomo Pavilion.

Cui Xichen, the old man from the Cui family, is teaching the younger grandchildren to write. He practiced the "Huayan Sutra" by Huang Tingjian, a master who entered the Tao with calligraphy. Master Huang's calligraphy is strange, thin and hard, upright and true, suitable for children's enlightenment.

"Little devil, your shoulders must be straight. No matter how tired you are, you can't cross the shoulders. If you cross the shoulders, you will lose your spirit. The same is true when writing. If you cross the shoulders, you will lose your spirit."

"Son, this is a longer stroke. You are a girl, and you are not strong enough, so you have to be as handsome as a beautiful person—"

"This word "Buddha" is not written well, so I will write it a hundred times today—"—

"master."

The middle-aged butler stood at the door of Mo Pavilion, smiling flatteringly.

"Come in and talk." Cui Xichen knew that he had come to him at this time and must have something to do, so he spoke out.

"I have cold air on my body, so I won't bring it in, so as not to let the little masters catch a cold-" The butler's smile on his face became stronger, and he looked at the children sitting upright on the desk and writing more affectionate than his own son. He smiled and signaled to them one by one, and the little guys also nodded in return. The children of wealthy families finally have some scene rules to follow.

Cui Xichen nodded, turned around and told the little guys not to be lazy and slick, and to come to check the coursework later, then closed the door and walked out.

"What's the matter?" Cui Xichen asked out loud.

The housekeeper whispered a few words in Cui Xichen's ear. Cui Xichen's face became strange and said, "Was that old guy really coming out?"

"Master, I have asked someone for a special inquiry. It's true. This is something that many people have seen with their own eyes." The housekeeper said with a confident look: "It is said that the old god slashed a sword at the Lu family's door with divine thoughts. Lu Qingming of the Lu family accidentally entered the sword barrier and failed to intercept it successfully. However, in the end, the old man of the Lu family punched several times and exploded the sword energy of the sword. Otherwise, the consequences would be even more serious."

"It's getting more and more exciting." Cui Xichen smiled and asked, "Your Majesty is still in Lu's Mansion?"

"Yes. It is said that His Majesty did not expect the old god to come, and he was also frightened."

"The old god in Zhishui Sword Hall challenged Li Muyang in front of His Majesty, challenging an ignorant boy--" Cui Xichen still maintained a playful smile on his face, muttering to himself: "It's interesting. It's really interesting."

"Do we want to do something more?" asked Guan Jiayan with some intent.

"Don't." Cui Xichen refused with a serious expression and said, "How can one fight between a lion and a tiger make them bite more intense?"

"Play the drum to cheer?"

"No, do nothing. Keep it quiet and let them bite without being disturbed." Cui Xichen said in a deep voice. "If someone disturbs them, there will be a third-party enemy in their eyes. At that time, they are unstable and not cruel. They can't bite until the final victory or defeat. They may have to end up in a hurry."

"I understand." The butler bowed his head and should have been.

"So, without my orders, don't act irresponsible."

"Yes, Master."

Cui Xichen looked at the wind and snow in the garden and sighed softly, "This winter's snow is so heavy."

"—" The housekeeper didn't know why the master sighed like this, and did not respond, but just stood by and smiled with his face.

In the small courtyard separated by a wall, Cui Xiaoxin stood there motionlessly holding a snow swallow in his arms.

It was a snow swallow's toddler, with fluffy all over his body, and his wings did not have any strength, so he did not have the ability to fly for the time being.

When the sound on the other side of the wall disappeared and the footsteps gradually faded away, Cui Xiaoxin breathed a sigh of relief, but his face was extremely embarrassed.

She put Xueyan into Liu Lu's arms and asked her to put Yan'er into the bird's nest that was screaming urgently. She pulled Taohong and asked, "How is it? Have you found out clearly?"

"My maid has already found out." Taohong said panting, "Today is the 60th birthday of Lu Xingkong, the old man of the Lu family. I heard that even His Majesty has gone to celebrate his birthday, and many ministers in the court have also gone-"

"I'm not asking this." Cui Xiaoxin said anxiously.

"Yes, yes, yes." Taohong nodded repeatedly and said, "I heard that Zhishui Sword Hall ran to the Lu family to surround the door today, and said that we would send a letter of war. The old gods in the Zhishui Sword Hall were going to challenge the young master Sheep who was visiting the Lu family. I really didn't expect that the groom who missed Miss was actually the young master Sheep. Miss, why didn't we think about it at that time?"

"You didn't expect it." Cui Xiaoxin said with a serious expression and annoyed.

"Ah?" Taohong looked surprised. "Miss——Miss knew it at that time?"

"Prepare the car."

"Miss, where are we going?"

"Go and celebrate Grandpa Lu's birthday."

"Miss, don't." Taohong quickly stopped him. "The master did not go out today, and the young masters did not come over. If the lady goes there, she will be scolded."

"They are them, I am me. My friend and I are handkerchiefs. Her grandfather's birthday is my birthday, and I should go to pay my birthday."

"Miss--"

"Prepare the car."

"Yes, Miss."

Crunch-

The gate of the yard was pushed open, Cui Xiaoxin's mother walked in, looked at Cui Xiaoxin with a smile, and said, "Be careful where are you going? It's okay today. Please accompany me to your uncle's house. His legs are incorrect. Once winter comes, it hurts so much that it can't get out of bed and walk--"

"—" Cui Xiaoxin sighed softly, it seemed that she couldn't go anywhere today-

Outside the city gate, the old house of the Song family.

Song Gudu, the old man of the Song family, was wearing a white single dress, squatting under the eaves of the corridor, staring at the several plum trees in the yard in a daze.

Song Tao walked over with brisk steps. Seeing his grandfather squatting there motionless, he quickly put the black bear-skin coat on his body on his shoulders, and said with a blame sarcastic expression: "Grandpa, it's cold outside, so why don't you go into the house to rest?"

Song Gudu said without looking back: "If even this little wind and snow can hurt me, then what's the point of living my old bones?"

"Grandpa, as long as you live well, it will have great significance - don't bother with me, leave it to my uncles and uncles to deal with anything. Although we grandsons are not good enough, we can help you fight - you will live comfortably, without thinking about anything, and you don't need to do anything. So that we juniors can come and see you more. We will be satisfied."

"Stupid words." Song Gudu shook his head and said, "If I lie there without saying anything, it will be difficult for me to get up. What's the point of living like that? Being a statue? Or making a piece of wood?"

Beauty is afraid of white hair, and heroes are afraid of twilight.

Song Gudu is a powerful man in the world, famous in China, and is the most legendary hero in the entire West Wind Empire.

A life of freedom, scattered all over the world, there is no place that cannot be reached, and no one that cannot be killed.

However, when he is old, he becomes a useless old man who can't even eat food. How could he accept it?

Song Tao looked at his grandfather's thin side face, calmed down a little, and said, "Grandpa, I'll tell you something interesting to make you happy. Do you still remember the old god in Zhishui Sword Hall?"

"Mu Dingyi?"

"Yes, this old god has not shown up for many years. Everyone in the world thinks he is going to practice hard in seclusion. However, he did not expect that he actually came out of seclusion because of a young man, and he personally came to deliver the war letter to challenge that young man--"

"That young man is Li Muyang?"

"Grandpa already knows this?" Song Tao asked with a smile.

Song Gudu looked at the plum trees in the yard and said, "The whole Tiandu City is the only young man worthy of his personal attack - probably the only one named Li."

"Grandpa--" Song Tao was both shocked and jealous.

What was shocking was that Li Muyang, who had never met his grandfather, could get such a high evaluation from his grandfather. You know, if this sentence was passed on, Li Muyang would become a legendary figure in the entire West Wind in an instant.

What I am jealous is that everyone is also young people, why can Li Muyang get such an evaluation but not? After all, my grandfather’s words were used to thrust Li Muyang alone with the honor of the young people in the city.

"Okay, okay, go and do your own work. Don't be by my old man." His gaze never moved away from the plum trees, and he whispered: "Wait for the flowers to bloom."

"Grandpa, aren't the plum blossoms already in bloom?"

Song Gudu sighed softly and said, "It will open again after it is opened."

Song Tao had no choice but to get up and leave.

"By the way, go and ask the boy surnamed Li, would you like to come to this old house to have a cup of bitter tea with me, the old man?"

"grandfather--"--

"I haven't promised him yet." Li Muyang wailed.

The war letter was delivered, and the old god also appeared. Elder Chengfeng was unwilling to stay in the Lu family for a moment.

He was even more reluctant to answer Li Muyang's question that made him feel panicked. He bowed to Lu Xingkong, then turned around and walked towards the road he came.

Shi Junzi Shi Tao looked at Li Muyang thoughtfully, and turned around and left.

In an instant, the hundred white-robed swordsmen left with a bright look. When they left, they were loud, but when they left, they were silent.

Lu Qingming looked at the empty sky, then looked at the spear in his hand, and there was a deep sense of loss and sadness in his eyes.

Li Muyang walked over and comforted him, "Uncle Lu, it's just that old guy is just a mysterious person. As long as the gun is faster than him and faster than what we see, his so-called sword barrier will naturally be cracked. It looks very profound, but in fact it's just a trick that is not enough to be on the surface. Uncle Lu doesn't need to take this matter to heart."

"Muyang." Lu Qingming looked at Li Muyang with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "I beg you something. Please make sure to agree to me."

"Uncle Lu, please speak."

"Ten days later, I will go on your behalf to fight."

At this moment, Lu Qingming's eyes were firm and a decisive expression without death.
Chapter completed!