Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1004

Chapter 520 Falling into a Dream
"Jingle bell, jingle bell!"

The familiar end-of-get out of class bell rang non-stop in the ears of the young Bai Jing. He opened his eyes in a daze, and was stunned for a moment, only to see a group of familiar classmates surrounded him in a circle.

"Look, look, he's awake..."

"The whole afternoon of snoring, and the stack of bookshelves in front of me blocked the teacher's sight..."

"After all, the geography teacher is also old. I guess he didn't hear it, otherwise he would have picked it up..."

There were endless discussions, before, Yi Xifeng might have exchanged ideas with those who took the lead. As for now, the fair young man glanced at the clock on the wall, and then stretched out with his arms crossed. waist, and then put his hands behind his head as if nothing had happened, and looked at the few people calmly.

"Aren't you going home after school?"

Everyone looked at each other and glanced at each other. Indeed, many students left the classroom one after another.

The few of them were not annoyed when they saw the fair and clean young man, they just looked at them indifferently, and had no intention of continuing to joke, and then packed their schoolbags and went home.

Yi Xifeng yawned, although he didn't know what was going on, he suddenly returned to the earth from the original world, but since he came, he was at ease, maybe the story of that world was just a dream.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and he didn't know whether he in this world dreamed of him in that world, or he in that world dreamed of himself in this world.

The white and clean youth was packing his schoolbag when he heard a few people whispering in front of him.

"Did you know that the guard, Uncle Zhang, is dead."

"I don't know, I don't know him well."

"That's right, let's go home and do homework, that's the most important thing..."

Just as Yi Xifeng packed up his things and left the classroom door, just when he was about to go home, a voice stopped him from behind.

"Student, don't leave yet, the doorman Lao Zhang has something for you to get."

Yi Xifeng turned around and looked left and right, and found no one around, then pointed to himself and asked:

"Find me?"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and then he left.

This middle-aged man, Yi Xifeng, of course knows Principal Liang, the best teacher in the school, and the old Zhang he refers to at the door is actually Uncle Zhang, the guard and security guard.

When I first entered school, I was very impressed with this person. He was different from other security guards and treated everyone more severely. Even if the teacher came in and went out without wearing a teacher's badge, he would not let him in. Only when he was treating the principal did he Only then will he be kinder, so that some people spread on the Internet that the old man Zhang is the principal's father.

Of course, this statement was finally shattered, because one day, the principal and a group of senior teachers took three days off, why?Funeral for the principal's father.

The principal's father was also a teacher back then, and most of these old teachers in the school were students of the principal's father, and they should all go to see the old man's death due to emotion and reason. , it will be self-defeating.

And the acquaintance between the two of them was still in a vegetable market.

At that time, old man Zhang was riding an old tricycle to help people carry vegetables. Yi Xifeng didn't recognize him at first, but thought of helping the old man because he was old. After all, he was a Sanda practitioner. With a body full of tendons, it is not easy to move a dish.

But I didn't expect that the doorman Lao Zhang recognized him at a glance. After several exchanges, Lao Zhang also invited the fair young man to drink a few glasses of wine. After that day, the two gradually became acquainted. Of course, that night Because Yi Xifeng came home too late, and was scolded by his parents, he almost thought that his son was missing. If it hadn't been for less than 24 hours, they would have called the police.

Since then, Bai Jingyouth has had his first mobile phone.

Thinking of this, he sighed in his heart, why?Uncle Zhang, the guard, passed away. He heard this from several classmates.

Yi Xifeng put away his heavy heart and walked unhurriedly up the back mountain, where Lao Zhang lived in the hut.

The back mountain of the school is basically not visited by anyone, and it is considered a clean place. Only when the leaders make surprise inspections, the school will bring students here to take pictures and check in, and update the school's photo wall.

As for the students, most of them went home early, playing games for those who should play games, and watching dramas for those who should be chasing dramas.

As for the doorman, except for the sighs and sighs of those who knew him, the others were still busy with their own business, and they were not familiar with each other, so naturally they were a little colder.

I heard that the children of the old man Zhang have married and started a business. It stands to reason that there should be a special person to take care of the funeral, but until the school finished the cremation for him, no one came to visit.

The fair young man walked into the house where the old man lived, and looked at everything here, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

Before the old man passed away, they often had a few drinks in the evening, plus two dishes of side dishes. They were indescribably happy. Lao Zhang drank back and forth, and sometimes when he got too drunk, Lao Zhang would start chatting and telling stories about their era.

The white and clean young man listened with gusto every time. It was strange to say that before drinking, one was easy to say and the other was good;

Yi Xifeng cleaned up his heavy emotions, and began to squat down and search for the old object under the bed. After a long search, he finally found the long, dusty wooden box in the upper corner of the wardrobe.

After carefully removing the wooden box, he gently blew off the dust on the box, then picked up a small piece of rag on the table, dipped it in some water, and wiped the wooden box until it was clean. The fair and clean youth slowly opened it.

The box is still an old-fashioned combination lock, but it has been rusted for a long time, and it can be opened with a light break.

The strange thing is that the inside is extremely clean, covered with layers of cloth, as if there is some peerless treasure hidden underneath.

When the layers were opened, what caught the eye was a black long sword, which was different from the others in that the whole body was black.

Yi Xifeng couldn't hold back, and exclaimed directly.

"Yejian Hanxing!"

Immediately, the white and clean youth slapped his forehead, looked at the ceiling and sighed, and said helplessly:
"Well, it looks like a dream."

Yi Xifeng stood in the old man's house and looked at the back mountain. The setting sun cast an orange light from the cracks in the mountain, dyeing the woods in the back mountain red, and also dyed this small house red.The light sprinkled on the pool in the woods is very beautiful.

The remnant clouds are shining, the sun is sinking, and the water is floating and the sky is the same color.

(End of this chapter)