Knowing the origin of the other party, I feel less embarrassed. Since this Mr. Chen once worked with my grandfather, he must have some concerns about me.
Yes, you, Councilor Chen, are a big shot. Crushing me to death would be the same as squeezing an ant to death.
But behind this ant, there is another elephant standing, so you have to be a little cautious, right?
Sure enough, he just shook his mouth and did not get angry because of my rudeness. Then he sneered without saltiness and clasped his hands behind his back, "It's really deplorable that the children of the Lao Lin family are so disrespectful. Okay.
Well, I invited you here today not to chat with you. I have a few questions. Please answer me honestly."
I frowned, what's the problem?
He knocked on the table, sat down swaggeringly, and then fixed his deep gaze on me, with scrutiny and questioning in his tone, "Of course it's about the Li family. I want you to tell the story of the matter, exactly. It's best not to
Leave out no details."
After hearing this, Chen Xuan and I both breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a routine inquiry about feelings, not a real interrogation.
"Okay, senior, please listen to me." The person who spoke this time was Chen Xuanyi. His tone was calm, neither happy nor sad. He told why we landed on the island, who we came into contact with on Hong Kong Island, and
The ins and outs of how to get involved with the Li family are explained in detail.
Mr. Chen listened carefully, frowning and nodding from time to time. It was not until Chen Xuan began to talk about the second half of the story and talked about various experiences in the botanical garden that he frequently asked questions and raised many questions.
What this old man was most concerned about was not how much danger Chen Xuanyi and I encountered, nor what kind of torture Zhao Xu, as an intelligence officer, suffered, but he repeatedly asked some questions about the "Resurrection Grass".
He acted like this, and Chen Xuanyi and I suddenly felt as if we were in the clear mirror. The purpose of this old guy visiting us personally was for the "Resurrection Grass" that the Li family spent more than ten years cultivating.
I wonder what is so magical about this thing that even this Councilor Chen is so interested in it?
As if sensing my suspicion, Councilor Chen coughed lightly and defended himself, "This resurrecting plant is indeed a natural treasure. It is said that it blooms once every three hundred years and bears fruit once every five hundred years. It has miraculous effects on reviving people. But I
Pursuing his whereabouts is not for selfish reasons, but to protect the overall situation of the entire Hong Kong Island. Once such a strange object is born, many forces will inevitably compete for it, and I am afraid that the cultivation world of Hong Kong Island will also change as a result."
Haha, what you say is so beautiful. What does it mean that there is no three hundred taels of silver here?
I have reason to believe that Mr. Chen is so eager to approach us because he is here for the fruit of the Resurrection Grass.
There is no need to go into details. Chen Xuan and I looked at each other and then said, "Unfortunately, Li Miao took that thing back in the end. The scene at that time was just like today. Chen Xuan and I were alone.
Hanging overseas, being coerced by the other party, I have to give in."
My words were thorny. Mr. Chen must have heard it, but he didn't care. He shook his head and said, "Li Miao, the demon hand, once ranked among the top ten elders of the Guangfu Society. He stomped his feet and even touched the earth.
It’s really surprising that the two of you were able to escape unscathed when you met such a man who was so shaken.”
I frowned secretly, thinking, what do you mean by this? Is it reasonable to let Chen Xuanyi and I die on the island?
Chen Xuanyi was the first to speak, and said to Mr. Chen, "Juniors are also very puzzled. At that time, the devil wanted to deal with us, but it was just a matter of hands, but in the end he chose to let us go back safely. This
Something is indeed strange."
Mr. Chen nodded, then smiled teasingly, and said that there was only one reasonable explanation. In the battle at Mount Tai, this old guy was injured by a Qingzhou tiger, and he retired to the mountains and forests. Now that decades have passed, the injury may never be cut off.
I could rely on the Resurrection Grass to keep me alive, but now I'm afraid I've run out of gas.
I was surprised and asked, "How can such a powerful person be injured by a tiger?"
Mr. Chen glanced at me and seemed to be very contemptuous of my knowledge. He coughed first and then explained.
The so-called Qingzhou Tiger is not a tiger in the real sense, but Peng Qiye, one of the "Eight Masters of the Wind and Cloud". When he was young, he used the five tiger sword-breaking skills passed down from his family to challenge many people.
There is no opponent in the entire spiritual world, and everyone in the world is afraid of him like a tiger. Therefore, he is known as the "Qingzhou Tiger" and he is also a figure who stands at the top of the pyramid in the spiritual world.
I blushed at his refutation, and then I realized that I knew very little about all kinds of anecdotes, so I simply stopped talking.
Mr. Chen sighed, his eyes far away, as if he recalled many past events, and then he said coldly, "The Battle of Mount Tai was famous all over the world. Eight heroes from the Central Plains gathered at the top of Mount Tai to fight against the top ten elders of the Demon Sect.
Both sides had their own victories and defeats. After this battle, the current situation of the world was created, and your grandfather and I were both fortunate enough to participate in it."
I was shocked and said, "So, my grandfather is also one of the 'Eight Cultivators'?"
Mr. Chen looked sternly, but nodded and said, "When your grandfather was in his prime, he traveled around the world with a short dragon-slaying blade, and gained a great reputation as the 'ghost-eyed sword'. He traveled south and north with Qingzhou Tiger and Peng Qiye.
Ranked among the most powerful swords in the world. As for me, I rely on an iron ruler to walk in the world. I was lucky enough to fight side by side with your grandfather."
When talking about this memory, he looked arrogant and seemed to be slightly proud. Then his expression calmed down and he looked at me with stern eyes again.
"After the battle on Mount Tai, the Eight Cultivators each went into seclusion, and the top ten elders of the Demon Sect also fell apart. Some have died, and some are still alive like Li Miao, the devil's hand. Let me tell you this history of the world,
It’s also to remind you not to stand out when something happens, lest you fail in your studies and end up dying in the world, ruining the reputation of the ‘Successor of Eighth Cultivation’.”
Faced with his "sincere teachings", I could only sneer in response.
To put it nicely, how could this old man care about my life or death? He was just showing off here to improve his own reputation.
To be honest, when it comes to cultivation, Mr. Chen, who was known as the "Iron Ruler of Zhenjiang" at that time, can definitely be regarded as a figure standing on the top of the mountain of the cultivation world. Looking at all the seniors of martial arts that I have encountered before, I am afraid that only
Only Pu Zhenshan, the mad swordsman, and Li Miao, the demon hand from last night, can compete with each other.
Unfortunately, when it comes to being a human being...it's really hard to evaluate.
The conversation stopped abruptly at this point. Mr. Chen did not get what he wanted to hear from me and Chen Xuan. His face was very stern and he stood up to see the guests off coldly.
Chen Xuan and I were eager to leave as soon as possible, so we both said goodbye. But just as I was about to leave, he suddenly stopped me and said coldly, "Lin Feng, although you are a descendant of the Lin family, your knowledge is too weak. In the future,
Whatever happens, it’s best to think about it in advance to avoid causing trouble to your grandfather!”
"Secondly, I want to warn you that your second uncle Lin Yuan has gone to the northwest. I am afraid that a disaster will soon come. If you still cherish the friendship between uncle and nephew, it is best to find him as soon as possible."
What?
My brows trembled and I started to sweat. I turned around quickly and asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of my second uncle?"
The old man refused to go on. There was an inexplicable amusement in his eyes, saying that I only know that he went to the northwest. As for what exactly he is going to do and what troubles he will have, I don’t know much about it. If you care about your second uncle,
, just go to the northwest and investigate by yourself.
After saying that, he waved his hand to remind me that it was time to leave.
I suspected that this old guy must know something, but he just hid it deliberately and refused to tell me. I was about to continue asking, but when his eyes met that old face as hard as cold iron, he closed his mouth knowingly.
Obviously, he wouldn't waste too much time on a small character like me, so he made an exception and made an exception, which was considered extra "merciful".