Zhou Jian was thinking wildly when the old man suddenly asked: "The corner of your father's eye...here." The old man pointed his finger and asked, "Are there three moles?"
Zhou Jian was stunned. He was right. This old man really knew his father. Maybe he was actually his father's former security guard.
Although Zhou Jian knew in his heart that it would not be a wise idea to admit it directly. After all, his current situation is a bit sensitive, but the excitement in the old man's eyes did not seem to be fake at all. It was obvious that he was very happy to find clues about his father.
It should be impossible to betray yourself.
And the key point is that Zhou Jian really wanted to know about his father's past. He did not answer the old man directly, but asked: "Mr. Wenren, what is the origin of this bracelet?"
The old man sighed with emotion and said to Zhou Jian: "Young man, come with me."
As he spoke, he took Zhou Jian's hand, and then said to the emcee: "The banquet will be paused for a moment. I have a few words to say to this little brother."
"Oh...Okay, okay." The host was a little confused. What is the relationship between this kid and the old man?
The conversation between Zhou Jian and Mr. Wenren was not loud to begin with, so Wenren Huiyin, who was very close, heard some of it. She glanced at Zhou Jian and wondered what the story was between his grandfather and the bracelet.
Seeing Mr. Wenren leaving with Zhou Jian and interrupting the banquet, a group of people in the room began to whisper, what was going on? What family background did this boy come from? How could he get into Wenren's family?
The old man?
Mr. Wenren took Zhou Jian to the side room of the hall. He asked again: "Does your father have three moles in the corners of his eyes, lined up like the three bright stars symbolizing daggers on Orion's waist?"
After asking this question, the old man saw Zhou Jian's hesitation and said, "Don't worry, if that's the case, then I am your father's old subordinate. According to etiquette, I have to call you Young Master."
Zhou Jian finally nodded.
"As expected, that's right..." Mr. Wenren murmured to himself, tears flashing in his slightly cloudy eyes, "It's been seventy years. In the blink of an eye, seventy years have passed, and I'm already half buried in the ground.
I didn’t expect to see the chief’s descendants in my lifetime…”
Mr. Wenren held Zhou Jian's shoulders, his eyes seemed to be looking at his grandson.
"Um... Mr. Wenren, can you tell me about my father?"
Mr. Wenren said: "Young master, don't call me Mr. Wenren. Just call me by my name. I am famous for being famous for rejuvenating the country. Alas, no one has called me this name for a long time. I am too senior and no one can call me by my name."
Already."
Zhou Jian said: "How can that be done? Also, please don't call me young master, it sounds weird."
Wen Renxingguo said: "This etiquette cannot be abolished, but this title is just a call in private. Since the chief has chosen to live in seclusion, of course he does not want others to disturb his peaceful life. Therefore, in front of outsiders, I can only support him.
I called you by your name, I just heard Huiyin call you Ajian?"
"Well, my name is Zhou Jian. How about I call you Grandpa Xingguo? I can't pronounce you by name."
Wenren Xingguo said hurriedly: "This can't be done. Your father is my old chief. If you call me Grandpa Xingguo, it means that I am a generation older than your father. How can that be done?"
Zhou Jiandao: "What's there to worry about? Besides, if I call you by your first name outside, won't you shock a group of people?"
What Zhou Jian said made sense. After thinking about it, Wenren Xingguo had no choice but to agree. The age gap was too big, and the generational hierarchy was in chaos.
"Grandpa Xingguo, can you tell me about my father?"
Wen Renxingguo said: "You don't know anything about him?"
Zhou Jian shook his head, "I don't even know his name."
Wen Renxingguo hesitated and said: "Since the chief didn't say anything, I shouldn't say anything. But there are some things that the young master should know, and I'm afraid he has already guessed some, so I will say a few words."
"Your father's surname is Tianji, and his last name is the word sword."
"Tian...Tianji?" Zhou Jian was really surprised. He thought it was more likely that his father's surname was Lan. After all, his father seemed to have a good relationship with the Lan family.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Tianji. There is only one family with this surname in China. It is said that it was a surname given by a strong man during the catastrophe of the last century. This person chose this surname to show his determination to pursue the ultimate in martial arts. That person could not be
...Dad, right?
Wenren Xingguo guessed Zhou Jian's thoughts and said: "Back then, your father established the surname Tianji and pursued the ultimate in martial arts. He dominated the world with one man and one sword. He was so high-spirited. But later he retired to the mountains and forests, not caring about worldly affairs, just seeking peace and quiet.
Life, alas, things are unpredictable.”
Zhou Jian couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa Xingguo, I want to know what happened back then? Why did my father go into seclusion and why was he injured?"
Wenrenxingguodao: "What happened back then caused a big commotion, but it was deliberately suppressed by the powerful family. I am just a small person, and I don't know much. I just know that your father started that fight.
, later...your father killed a new family, but he was also seriously injured, and his heart was completely penetrated..."
Wenrenxingguo said it lightly, but Zhou Jian was horrified when he heard that he had destroyed a new family? His heart was penetrated? He thought of the scar on his father's chest, which was a hole like a small wine cup. It can be imagined that the scar at the time
How serious is it.
"What new family?" Zhou Jian asked.
Wenrenxingguodao: "In the catastrophe, there were a total of twelve strong men in China. Later, two fell in the catastrophe. The remaining ten became the powerful group after the catastrophe, which is the emerging ten major families.
But later, due to certain things, three families were wiped out, and in the end only seven families were left."
"It's sad to say that in the catastrophe, there were dangers everywhere, and mankind was facing life and death, so they were forced to unite and fight. During the war, two of the twelve strong men died, but after the catastrophe, the strong men who survived when the world was at peace...
Various conflicts over the distribution of interests led to overt and covert fights, but three of the strongest fell... This may be the bad root of human nature."
"Grandpa Xingguo means that my father was injured because of a struggle for interests?"
Wenren Xingguo shook his head and said: "That's not the case. Your father is not very keen on power. He should not make enemies because of this. I don't know what happened. Later, your father suddenly became discouraged. Before,
The high-spirited and dedicated Tianji Sword can no longer be found.
, he became a monk at Lingnan Jingchan Temple, and his Dharma name was Yan Chi. I went to visit him, but he told me not to come again. I had to follow his wishes. At most, I would only fund the renovation of the Jingchan Temple, but more than ten
Your father left Jingzen Temple a few years later, and I never heard from him again."
"Jingchan Temple... Yan Chi..." Zhou Jian murmured to himself. He knew Jing Chan Temple, and Yan Chi seemed a bit familiar. He seemed to have heard it somewhere. Zhou Jian thought about it carefully, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind.
Well, in the bamboo house where Mu Qinglan was staying at the back of the Oriental Martial Arts School, he saw an ink painting of dianthus.
The inscription reads: "In the past, Zheng Banqiao made ink bamboo pictures, and the stone was larger than the bamboo. Now I am making bamboo, and the vegetation is growing in anger. If there is stone but no bamboo, it will be dark. If there is bamboo but no stone, it will be lonely. Bamboo is proud of the bones, and stone is stubborn outside. It is proud.
Bamboo is hard to find, and hard stones are also hard to find. Now I make a picture of dianthus and hide it in a thatched cottage. It will not lead to wealth. In the spring of 2199, I was speechless."
In other words, the painting was painted by his father, so his father is the old friend Mu Qinglan mentioned.
2199, sixty-one years ago, that is to say, my father probably felt tired that year and thought of going into seclusion. Maybe he wandered around for a long time, finally settled in Zhoujiazhuang, changed his name, and got married.
Mother, and then I had myself.
The reason he changed his surname to Zhou is because everyone in Zhoujiazhuang has the surname Zhou. Naming himself Zhou Jian is probably the homophonic pronunciation of the word sword in "Tianji Sword". My father hopes that he will be healthy and live his life peacefully without getting involved in
Those things involved fighting and killing, so he never taught himself kung fu and did not support himself in learning ancient martial arts.
Thinking of this, Zhou Jian asked: "Is my father a master of ancient martial arts?" He wanted to find out why he didn't have the talent for ancient martial arts, and whether he was deliberately sealed away by his father or something.
Wenren Xingguo said: "No, your father has never practiced ancient martial arts. He is an evolver."
"Evolver?" Zhou Jian took a deep breath. In fact, this answer was already expected, but when he heard Ren Xingguo mention it, he was still extremely surprised. He had never seen an evolver before, and he didn't expect that his father was an evolver!
"Don't evolvers have ancient martial arts talents?"
Wen Ren Xing Guo Dao: "Generally speaking, evolvers don't have any talent. They all become evolvers the day after tomorrow."
"How?"
Wen Renxingguo smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know."
"Then do you know what the catastrophe is about?"
Wen Renxingguo still shook his head: "I don't know this either. The catastrophe broke out after I was born. At that time, my family fled everywhere, and the business naturally plummeted. I grew up in the catastrophe and was used to seeing disasters and deaths. At the age of sixteen
When I joined the army, I chose to join the army. When I joined the army, I changed my name to Wenren Xingguo to clarify my ambition and do my best to save the country in danger. Later, I met your father and was fortunate to become his police officer.
Guard, I say I am a guard, but in fact I only deal with some small things. How can your father use my protection? I have followed your father for many years, and your father has been kind to me.
He saved my life and brought up those past events... Sigh..." Wen Renxingguo sighed repeatedly as he said this, with tears flashing faintly in his eyes, "I didn't expect it to be like this later, things in the world are so confusing."
Zhou Jian was silent. Although Wenren Xingguo's words were brief, he felt the passion of this old man who swore to serve the country when he was young, as well as his character of great kindness and righteousness.
He couldn't help but said: "Grandpa Xingguo, my father is very good now."
"Well, I know, young master, I have something to ask of you."
