This time, it didn't take long to arrive, a circle of low bamboo fences, leaning against a small yard by the river bank. Although it was severe cold and snowy weather, the pine trees planted in the yard were still green and verdant, covered with a layer of snow, as if they were wearing a snow-white crane cloak.
Mo Chen grabbed the copper ring on the door and tapped lightly twice.
The people in the room responded: "Here we come."
A hunched man came out to answer the door, snow fell on his gray hair, and when he opened the door, he saw a sad, wrinkled face.
Mo Chen bowed politely: "I'm bothering Mr. Su." Xiaodong followed suit.
Senior brother took him out to do business, even if he couldn't help much, he couldn't hold back senior brother. Besides, the other party is an elder, so it should be courteous and thoughtful.
Old Mr. Su chuckled: "It's a coincidence that you came here in such a snowy day. I was bored, and we just happened to talk when you came."
Mo Chen led Xiaodong into the courtyard gate. The wind was stronger than before, and the snow on the pine trees was blown down by the wind, covering their heads and bodies.
The house looks inconspicuous from the outside, but the house is very warm inside, the windows are big and bright, the snow reflects the bright light on the window paper, there are not many furnishings in the house, and the walls are whitewashed and clean.
"Come on, sit down and talk."
Xiaodong hurriedly took over the work of serving water and tea. Anyway, he was the youngest when he was on the mountain, and he was used to doing this in front of his master and senior brothers.
"This is your junior brother?"
Mo Chen nodded: "It is the personal disciple that my teacher recently accepted."
"Okay, looks good."
Xiaodong has been praised many times since he became a teacher, and he has long been immune to such polite words. If he had accepted all the courtesy from others, he would have no idea how much he weighed, and his tail would be up to the sky. This human relationship, what is important is that you and I are friendly. When mentioning apprentices, they will naturally say that their own villains are very ineffective, and the students are the ones who have a bright future and a bright future.
At Xiaodong's age, it wouldn't be too much of an exaggeration for others to praise him, but most of them said he was clever, sensible, and well-behaved.
"I brought some tea for my husband. It is wild tea from the mountain prepared by my teacher. Please don't dislike me, sir."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, the water and soil on your mountain are good, and this tea is full of spiritual energy. It's strange to say that I have often suffered from sores in recent years. Last time you brought me a tea, and I drank it. Years sores are not very common, presumably this tea has the effect of detoxification."
Mo Chen said: "Since this is the case, I will send you some later."
Mr. Su narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Okay, I won't be polite to you. Is your master here this time?"
"Come here, there are many things in the past few days, otherwise the master must come to pay a visit to the gentleman."
After serving tea, Xiaodong stayed on the side obediently, listening to the elder brother talking to this old Mr. Su.
Mo Chen changed his mind and talked about what happened last night.
"... Junior Brother was almost injured by someone yesterday, but luckily he was lucky enough to escape."
Old Mr. Su looked Xiaodong carefully, and saw that he was a little uncomfortable, and then said: "You are so young, how did you get into troubles? Can you see clearly who hurt you? He used Do you remember the trick?"
Xiaodong didn't know how to answer for a while, so he turned to look at Mo Chen.
Mo Chen said softly: "Mr. Su has a wide range of knowledge and records, if you can still remember a little bit, you can show it to Mr."
Only then did Xiaodong understand the meaning of his senior brother bringing him here.
The trick Chen Jingzhi used...
Although Xiaodong was flustered and frightened at the time, he had no way to deal with the resistance, and he escaped his life by rolling and crawling.
But after the senior brother said this, Xiaodong calmed down and thought about it, the situation at that time was vivid in his memory, and he did not forget anything, even the sinister and fierce expression on Chen Jingzhi's face was exactly the same, he remembered everything clearly.
Xiaodong stood up and apologized to Mr. Su first: "The junior was rude. I was flustered at the time, and I may not remember everything."
He pulled out the sword, thought for a while, and said, "His sword seems to be different from ordinary swords."
Mr. Su was not impatient at all: "Why is it different?"
Xiaodong is still young, the sword he uses is shorter and lighter than ordinary swords, senior brothers and their swords are different from his. But the sword Chen Jingzhi used yesterday was also narrower than ordinary swords, and looked shorter.
"How long is it?"
Xiaodong gestured with his hand: "Well, it seems to be about an inch shorter than my sword. It's also narrow... about two points narrower."
Mr. Su raised his head and thought for a while, then said to Xiaodong, "What about his moves?"
"It seems so."
Xiaodong raised his hand, following Chen Jingzhi's movements at that time, making gestures exactly.
"At that time, he came in from behind me and stabbed me just like that. I hid under the table, and his sword split the table in two..." Xiaodong imitated Chen Jingzhi's movements as he spoke, and Mr. Su's expression also changed. It was not as relaxed as before, and it became more solemn.
The child demonstrated slowly, presumably to let him see clearly.
Mr. Su not only saw his sword moves, but also saw how dangerous Xiaodong was when he was attacked. For such a ruthless attack on a half-grown child like Xiaodong, and a sneak attack from behind, this man's scheming character is really contemptible.
When Xiaodong finished his gestures, Mo Chen also got up and said: "I didn't stop this man, he has a companion who fought me a few tricks, and I would like to ask Mr. Su to take a look."
Mr. Su nodded and said, "Okay, I want to see it too."
Xiaodong put away his sword and stood aside, watching the elder brother perform a set of kung fu that he had never seen before.
This must have been written down when the elder brother fought against that person.
After Mo Chen demonstrated the tricks he remembered one by one, Mr. Su slowly stroked the teacup in his hand, and said to Mo Chen: "This guy's kung fu is very complicated, there are at least three or four tricks in these tricks." There are different methods, and none of the moves of any great sect. This person should be from a casual cultivator, and his mind is also mediocre. His moves are vicious and cunning, but they are difficult to achieve. He should not be your opponent. Why didn't you intercept this person? ?”
Don't look at Su Lao Changsheng's old and weak appearance, his eyesight is really extraordinary.
Mo Chen nodded and said: "I restrained this man, but he committed suicide."
Old Mr. Su snorted: "Death is not a pity." He thought for a while, and said to Xiaodong: "Please compare the two moves just now."
Xiaodong is not as well-informed as Mo Chen, and it is even more impossible to compare with Mr. Su's experience. He only knew that Chen Jingzhi didn't use the Huiliu Mountain move when he attacked him, and he couldn't tell what kind of move it was.
After he practiced again, Mr. Su said: "I remember... I seem to have seen a similar sword technique many years ago. It's been too long, so I'm afraid I can't remember it clearly. Well, you two wait here .”
Mr. Su went to the next room, rubbed the ink, spread out the paper and wrote a short message, picked up the paper and blew on the ink, and put it in an envelope.
"Give this to your master, I'm not sure, let your master help you to refer to the details."
Mo Chen carefully put away the letter, and thanked Mr. Su with his younger brother.
"Don't be polite to me. I'm already old. After seeing you this time, maybe there won't be a next time. It would be best if I can help you a little bit. I'm afraid I won't be able to help much."
It was already getting dark after Mr. Su came out. It's not that the time is very late, but that the days in Beifu City are too short, the dawn is late and the night is early, two-thirds of the day is like night, and in addition to the freezing weather, no one comes out to walk around, they When I went back, there was no one on the empty street, only the north wind was blowing snowflakes, and it was madly rushing towards people's faces.
"Brother, who is this Mr. Su?"
Mo Chen didn't answer his question, but instead asked him: "How old do you think Mr. Su is?"
"Hmm..." Xiaodong thought about his almost white hair and his old appearance: "Much older than Master... isn't he over a hundred years old?"
"No way." Mo Chen stopped suddenly, took Xiaodong with one arm, and motioned him to lean on his back.
Xiaodong was a little embarrassed, but he also knew that if he left, there would be no senior brother carrying him on his back, so he obediently lay on Mo Chen's back, wrapping his arms around his neck: "I guessed wrong?"
"He and Master are actually about the same age, not a few years older than Master."
Xiaodong was very surprised.
"almost?"
But the master is so young, imposing, with thick black hair, standing with the elder brother, people feel that he is not like a master and apprentice, but more like a brother.
This old Mr. Su seems to be a dying person... Even if he is a few years older than the master, he is not so old, right
"Is he an ordinary person?" Xiaodong could only think of this explanation.
"He used to be a cultivator." Mo Chen's voice still sounded firm and clear in the wind: "I also heard from my master that this old Mr. Su was praised by others as a good seedling, but because of the evil way The middle man plotted against him, and his whole body was crippled. Now his body is not as good as that of ordinary people. However, although he has become a cripple, he did not break his pots like some people. He sank and gave up this road. Remember, with a photographic memory, I also made a lot of efforts in the battle of killing demons, and it is still very respectable."
"So that's how it is... Then Mr. Su said just now that after seeing him this time, there may not be a next time. It's him..."
Mo Chen was silent for a moment, then said softly: "His lifespan is nearing the end."
Xiaodong also fell silent.
"Eldest brother, then... Mr. Su, can you really see the clues from the two strokes I just learned?"
"I think he saw it." Mo Chen solemnly put away the letter and took it back to show his master. If Mr. Su was not sure, he would not have written a letter based on speculation and asked him to bring it to Master.
He is at least seventy to eighty percent sure.
The reason why he didn't tell the two of them face to face was not because he was not sure, but because Mr. Su thought the matter was important, right? (to be continued)