The maple leaf forest was as quiet as night, with only the cool breeze blowing by.
Being silent only adds to the meaning of sadness and depression.
The middle-aged man with a sallow complexion picked up the white ceramic pot, poured a glass of water, pushed it in front of the man in black, and said with relief: "The moment the master closed his eyes, except for you and the sixth brother, we were all by his side.
"
"He walked away smiling."
"He doesn't blame you, he doesn't blame Sixth Brother."
"You are both a teacher and a father. How can a father be so stingy as to get angry with his own child?"
The middle-aged man put the walnuts in his hand into his armhole, put down the white ceramic pot, and sighed softly: "Come back when you've had enough trouble."
"That's what the master means, and it's also what I think."
"Lao Wu, everyone is thinking about you. As long as the sixth brother is alive, he doesn't want to see you betray the school because of him."
"Su Xinglan killed his sixth brother, and you killed Xia Baiyou."
"A great revenge has been avenged, so what can't we let go of?"
"Sixth brother, I know what's going on under the spring. It's time to rest in peace."
The man in black's Adam's apple encouraged: "Su Xinglan is not dead."
The middle-aged man's worried eyes suddenly condensed, and he said seriously: "Don't hold on to Su Xinglan. This lunatic is different from Xia Baiyou's simplicity, and is not that easy to deal with."
"If he hadn't been pursuing freedom and freedom, how would the Kunlun Master get Ji Xuanqing?"
"Master said, try not to provoke him if you can, so as not to bring disaster to Xuanmen."
"Although I am the leader of Xuanmen, I think I am no worse than Ji Xuanqing. But when it comes to fighting against Su Xinglan, haha, I am still half a step behind."
The middle-aged man said magnanimously: "It's not as good as it is. There's nothing funny to hide."
The man in black stretched out his hand to pick up the cup on the table and said with vicious eyes: "I swore in front of my sixth brother's grave that I would definitely get rid of Xia Baiyou and Su Xinglan and help him avenge his hatred."
"I rebelled against Xuanmen, firstly because I had no face to be a disciple of Xuanmen again. Secondly, I didn't want the day when the Dongchuang incident happened to cause a fight between Kunlun and Xuanmen."
"I can be a traitor to Xuanmen, but I cannot become a sinner of Xuanmen through the ages."
The man in black lifted his hood, revealing a small goatee.
"Gulu."
After drinking all the tea in the cup, the man in black put down his hood again, pulled it neatly and said: "I will not confront Su Xinglan head-on, just like I planned to kill Xia Baiyou."
"This pair of bitches must die, including the Kunlun lineage."
"For the departure of my sixth brother, I want them to pay an unimaginable price."
The man in black became so angry and murderous.
There is no wind to disturb the maple leaf forest, causing the fallen leaves to flutter and spin all over the sky and not fall for a long time.
The middle-aged man knew that he could not stop the other party's belief in revenge, and said a little lonely: "Be careful, Su Xinglan has been missing for ten years. It is said that he was devastated because of Xia Baiyou's death. But I know that this guy has always been
I'm looking for clues about that matter."
"I don't know what plans you have, but brothers, I hope you are safe and go well."
"As long as you live, come to Xuanmen to drink tea and play chess with me several times."
"Master, please kowtow a few more times."
The man in black stood up and knelt on his knees.
The middle-aged man left the table and walked alone. His lonely figure said: "Don't worry, I will help you take good care of Xin'er."
"She is your daughter, and she is also my daughter."
"If you die, I will ask Xin'er to wear sackcloth and mourn for you."
The man in black bowed his head and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for making me successful."
...
Rain, downpour comes suddenly.
Under the lightning and thunder, Taoshan Village is like a small boat in the vast ocean, drifting and swaying with the current.
In the small courtyard of the Chen family, Su Laosan, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting on a small bench in the main room, peeling garlic.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Guo Degang's cross talk was playing on the antique radio on the table.
