Cheng Huiqiang and Qiu Jiu showed Guo Xiaolin a great gift from the world.
Regardless of whether the identity of the other party's hall leader is true or false, with Zhu Laosan's status as a senior, they dare not neglect him.
Therefore, as a junior, I pay homage to the elders in the world.
At the same time, it is also clear that among these big men, etiquette such as shaking hands is not standard.
You must salute with both hands and bend down, which is the most respectful etiquette.
After all, with Qiu Jiu's exposure to the lake, Cheng Huiqiang naturally understood many rules and etiquette.
Unexpectedly, Guo Xiaolin didn't even raise his head and said in a strange tone: "Did you two look at my outfit and suspect my identity?"
His face was filled with contempt and disdain.
Qiu Jiu was immediately horrified, and hurriedly bent down and said: "Pavilion Master Guo, please don't say this, we really have no doubt about your identity. We have always believed that you are Hall Master Guo."
"Yes, Hall Master Guo, just because you are too low-key, different from the Hall Master Guo we imagined, you are very personal and very aura, which makes us both deeply admire you. You hold such a high position, and you actually
It’s really rare to see someone so low-key.”
Cheng Huiqiang also quickly flattered him.
Just kidding, this Guo Xiaolin gave them a kick as soon as he came up.
This is a really weird personality, and he will probably be a difficult big shot to deal with in the future.
When Guo Xiaolin heard the words, he remained calm. He just held the water pipe in his mouth, took a puff of smoke, and let the smoke billow a little in his chest and lungs. After being touched by the hot taste, he felt the smoke in the smoke.
The refreshing and mellow pleasure brought by the hot and spicy taste.
Slowly blowing out a wisp of cigarette, he said mockingly: "It's no wonder that I, an old man who farms the land, can be the branch master of a large sect. If you don't doubt it, it's not normal."
"Okay, Lao Guo, these two young people are ignorant, and you are almost done with it. How can you, a leader of a large sect, dress so shabbily, and plant several acres of black rice in the suburbs? If it weren't for me
I recognize that you have six fingers on both hands, and I dare not admit that you are the famous twelve-fingered old Guo Tou."
Zhu Laosan laughed and cursed.
Thirty years ago, Guo Xiaolin was a mysterious figure who was both good and evil. He had six fingers on each side. He acted ruthlessly and was respected as the Twelve-fingered Evil.
Later, he mysteriously disappeared and went to an unknown place.
Later, he became a small hall master in the Yin and Yang Sect.
As for how a person like him is willing to submit to the Yin and Yang Sect and become a small branch master, that is unknown.
After hearing Zhu Laosan's words, Cheng Huiqiang and Qiu Jiu took a closer look and actually discovered that Guo Xiaolin had a little finger on the thumb side of each palm.
No wonder it is called the Twelve-fingered Evil.
Qiu Jiu knows more about Jianghu anecdotes than Cheng Huiqiang.
"Come on, a good man doesn't mention his many years of bravery, so don't talk about those things."
Guo Xiaolin shook his head and said.
Then he pointed at the paused TV program, looked at Qiu Jiu and Cheng Huiqiang, and said calmly: "Do you know why I have always liked watching this movie for thirty years?"
Zhu Laosan looked at Cheng Huiqiang and Cheng Huiqiang with a half-smile, and blinked again, seeming to be hinting at something.
Qiu Jiu thought about it for a long time, but was also at a loss, so he said sheepishly: "Hall Master Guo, I'm really sorry, Xiao Jiu is stupid and I really can't guess it. Please give me a clear explanation, Hall Master."
After that, he bent down to apologize to Guo Xiaolin.
Cheng Huiqiang also shook his head and smiled bitterly, and suddenly he became wise and blurted out: "If Xiaoqiang guessed correctly, Hall Master Guo may have been a soldier before, so he has a special liking for war movies during the Anti-Japanese War."
"Well, I only guessed half of it right. It proves that you still have some understanding."
Guo Xiaolin nodded, his attitude toward Cheng Huiqiang changed.
Then he said contemptuously to Qiu Jiu: "This Xiao Jiu, no wonder he can only be regarded as a little local snake. It turns out that his brain is not working well."
When Qiu Jiu heard this, he did not dare to get angry. He just smiled bitterly and said: "Yes, Xiao Jiu is really stupid. I hope the hall master can give more advice in the future to open up Xiao Jiu's mind."
"Well, Chou Ben is a bit stupid, but he is also honest and obedient and can be cultivated."
Guo Xiaolin was very rare to give Yun a fair evaluation.
Qiu Jiu was secretly happy but remained calm.
I thought to myself, it would be great if I could really cling to this big boss in the future.
It is also a great thing for starting a family.
"It's okay to tell you. My father was also a guerrilla in the Anti-Japanese War, but he was not a member of this team.
It's another unknown guerrilla team.
Later, he was killed by a cannonball in a battle, and his body was even blown away.
As the saying goes, there are no bones left.
Therefore, every time I see this film, I recall the image of my father when I was a child.
Oh, forget it, it happened decades ago, so don’t mention it.”
Guo Xiaolin spoke calmly, as if he was talking about someone else's family affairs.
In fact, a pair of old eyes are full of memories and nostalgia.
When several people heard this, they immediately stood in awe.
"I thought the reason why you always like to watch this kind of movies is because you like hot-blooded gun battles, but it turns out there is a deeper meaning. Lao Guo, I apologize to you. I misunderstood you."
Zhu Laosan clasped his hands and expressed his sincere apology to Guo Xiaolin.
"Hallmaster Guo, I didn't expect you to be a loyal martyr. I really didn't expect it. If it weren't for the passionate dedication of our ancestors, how could we not have the stability and peace we have today. Please accept Xiaoqiang's worship."
Cheng Huiqiang also praised solemnly.
Qiu Jiu also quickly bowed to Guo Xiaolin.
"Come on, those are things in the past. I just want to prove to you that I don't like watching gun fight movies like a child, but for other reasons. Okay, let's not deal with these trivial things. Let's talk,
Why are you asking me out?"
Guo Xiaolin put down his bright copper hookah, held a large enamel jar, and took a sip.
The gulping sound was like a big buffalo drinking river water.
Then he sipped it vigorously, carefully savoring the sweetness and richness of the tea.
However, as soon as a real tea drinker smells the fragrant aroma of the tea in the large enamel vat, he will know that this is the extremely precious Dahongpao from Wuyi Tianxin Temple in Fujian.
Zhu Laosan on the other side had a face full of pity, "Lao Guo, you said you are too ungrateful to do this. The good Dahongpao is being drank by you like an old cow drinking water. What a waste of natural resources."
"Old Zhu, I am a vulgar person, so how can I be so particular about it? Even Dahongpao, in my eyes, is almost the same as the Qingming tender tea from the tea tree in the back mountain."