072, Gift

Wu Yun nodded, nodded from his nose, looked at Zhang Jinsong strangely, and took Huang Xindai's hand and walked in half a step.

Zhang Jinsong rolled his eyes and followed him with confusion. Is this girl's grandfather here? Uh, I don't know what the relationship between her grandfather and her master, it seems that she has a little identity. He thought that there were two guards outside, and there should be master guards inside, but when he entered the room, he found that except for his master Wu Changshun, there was only an old man wearing black Tang suit and cloth shoes.

The old man sat on a chair with a straight head and straight waist, with silver hair but blushing face. The wrinkles showed an old age but not a drooling spirit. His figure was a little thin and his eyes were bright.

This old man should be Wu Yun’s grandfather? As soon as Zhang Jinsong had this idea in his heart, Huang Xindai spoke to help him solve his doubts. She bowed respectfully to the old man and said, "Hello Grandpa Wu."

"You are the girl from the Huang family, ah? Haha, here, okay." The old man nodded with a smile, pointed at Wu Changshun and said, "This is my eldest brother, and it was your grandfather back then...Brother. So many brothers, alas...You are like Yatou Yun, ah, call me Grandpa Wu..."

"Grandpa Wu." Huang Xindai didn't think much about it, and then bowed respectfully to Wu Changshun, called obediently, and then handed the gift in his hand forward and said, "Come here to see you today. I heard Zhang Jinsong say that you like to drink tea, and I don't know if it fits your mouth."

The old man obviously knew that Huang Xindai had seen Wu Changshun once. He didn't know anything unusual when he heard this. He no longer cared about her, but instead stared at Zhang Jinsong and looked straight at him.

Of course, this old man is Mr. Wu. Zhang Jinsong was fighting with his guards outside. He also heard the charter and felt that this kid had some blood. So when he looked at it, he naturally showed some of the evil spirits that had been bloody on the battlefield for many years and the power of being in a high position.

Zhang Jinsong felt that the old man in front of him suddenly changed. He used to be like a big tree with extremely strong vitality, but now it has become a knife and a mountain. The feeling of a knife trying to break through the mountain is instantly covered in his heart. His hair suddenly stood up all over his body, as if he was facing a great enemy. He wanted to dispel the strange and depressing atmosphere. It was undoubtedly the most suitable choice to call the old man, but he didn't know what to call him. Teacher Huang called him Grandpa Wu. Could he call him Grandpa with great grandpa? Obviously, Grandpa Wu called his master again. This generation was so complicated that he couldn't figure it out for a while.

"Master." Zhang Jinsong couldn't help it and turned his head to look at Wu Changshun for help.

"Boy, I've called me after a long time?" Wu Changshun cursed with a smile, "It's a loss to accept your apprentice. I went up the mountain and I thought of coming to fight Qiufeng. This is you... just call Uncle San..."

Zhang Jinsong's mouth twitched. The old man was older than his grandfather, and he called Uncle San! Damn, the old Taoist priest was really powerful! However, he was so weird in his heart that he still bowed like Huang Xindai, and shouted loudly: "Hello Uncle San!"

"Hahaha..." Old Wu laughed loudly, his aura scattered all over his body, and after laughing, he said, "Okay, okay, okay! The boy is a bit bloody. Do you know how many guns were aiming at you just now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jinsong's heart trembled suddenly, his face suddenly became quite ugly, and cold sweat appeared on his back. Looking back on his actions outside the door just now, it was really reckless. There were only two people guarding the door openly, who knows how many hidden there are in the dark?

Seeing Zhang Jinsong's reaction, Mr. Wu was happy and laughed again: "Hahaha, I can't let you scream in vain if you call me uncle. There is a stone here, ah, take it."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand, and a three-inch long, nearly an oval-shaped hand piece in his palm, which was extremely smooth. Zhang Jinsong hesitated for a moment and immediately took two steps forward, and then took it on his hand. He saw that the hand piece was carved with layers of indescribable patterns on the outside. It was not easy to read carefully in this occasion, so he put it away.

"Last brother, I'm just in a dilemma after you took out all this stuff." Wu Changshun laughed and said to Zhang Jinsong again, "Boy, take them to my study and pick two things."

Zhang Jinsong heard it. The master said that the hand-playing piece he had just got was very unusual, and the two old brothers might have something to talk about and let them listen, so they asked them to avoid it. He agreed and led Huang Xindai and Wu Yun to the study room. After arriving at the study room, he did not pick the gifts, and pointed to the room of books, pens, inkstones and talismans, and said generously: "Teacher Huang, girl, you two should choose the things here. You can take whatever you like, and each person will be limited to the same."

"Who are you me? The girl screams so easily." Wu Yun looked unhappy.

"Your grandpa is my third uncle! Who do you think I am you?" Zhang Jinsong smiled proudly.

Hearing this, Wu Yun was so angry that he almost vomited blood, so he was about to take action. Huang Xindai quickly stood between the two: "What's wrong with you two? Are you horoscopes in conflict? You quarrel as soon as you meet! This is Grandpa Wu's study, not your battlefield."

In the reception room, Mr. Wu looked at Wu Changshun and said sincerely: "Brother, let's live in the capital for a while. The old brothers back then are the two of us."

"I won't go to the imperial capital, it's pretty good here." Wu Changshun waved his hand.

Mr. Wu was silent for a moment and nodded, "This place is really good. The mountains and rivers have the spirit to nourish the body and spirit. When I retreat, I will come to accompany you... I really didn't expect that your closed disciple would go into politics... My fourth brother is now in Shipan Province, and I will tell him back and bring this kid to the province, and start at a higher starting point."
Chapter completed!