sword sentient beings

Chapter 16

In the middle of the night, Tang Zhao opened his eyes.

When waiting for someone in the afternoon, he fell asleep while waiting, but couldn't sleep at night.

He didn't want to sleep either.

In the dead of night, he still has things to do.There is one very important thing that he needs to confirm.

Get up alone, light a candle.

The moonlight outside the window is very good, but the night is still deep, the hut is dark and gloomy, and every corner is strange.

Strangeness and loneliness were woven into fear, which surged up like a tide, almost drowning him.

Only there is a little light on the table, which is as dazzling as gold.

When he was alone, he took out his glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose.

Putting on the glasses Zhou Zheng, the surroundings became much clearer, and even the firelight on the table became warmer.

He took out another thick letter.

This is the letter he handed to the Xue family and was returned.

He took out the letter, put it on the table, and made a soft "bang".

There is some weight in the envelope.

This was the letter he handed over when he went to visit Xue's house, and it was thrown back to him by Xue's family, and he took it with him without opening it.

In fact, he wanted to dismantle it a long time ago, because there is a doubt hidden in it, but he has never been free.It was a bumpy day, but fortunately the letter was not lost.

I twisted the seal with my hands, and sure enough, it was glued again. It wasn't him who stuck it at the beginning, but it was glued again after it was opened.

Little by little, he tore open the envelope and pulled out the letter paper inside. It was a very thick stack.

Open the top page, all clear and neat lowercase letters.

But if there are other literate people here, they must feel strange, because even the number one scholar can't recognize any characters on the letter.

There are very few people in this world who can recognize this kind of writing.Including Tang Zhao, there are only two or three people.

"My younger brother Laiyi: Seeing a letter is like meeting you.

If you don't come for more than ten years, don't come here without any problems?I'm sure I'm fine, because if my brother has three good things and two bad things, it will be difficult to see this letter, so I know that my question is absolutely safe.But if I'm sick, it's convenient for you and me to talk, after all Brother Yu has been waiting underground for a long time. "

After reading this, Tang Zhao grinned bitterly.

This letter is written by him.

Now he still remembered that Mr. Chen, who was terminally ill, had a bright expression and a relaxed tone, but his hand holding the pen was tight, as stiff as a stick of firewood.

He is very familiar with the content of the following letter. After all, he wrote it word by word. Most of them are reminiscences, mentioning many past events and what happened after the separation, and there is...

"Writing a thousand words, there are endless meanings. But I still remember that my virtuous brother can't understand Chinese characters, so I don't think it will be too long to read. Please ask my son Tang Zhao to bring the remaining words."

So far, it was all written by Tang Zhao. After finishing writing, put it in an envelope and hand it to Mr. Chen.

When he got it again, the envelope had already been sealed.Hand it directly to the Xue family.He also saw the letter again after a few months.

Unexpectedly, a line of words was added below.

This line of writing is crooked, far less neat than Tang Zhao's, which shows that the hand of the person who wrote it is weak.

"Tang Zhao, my son, although not a parent, is better than a parent. I wanted to entrust the mantle, but there is no holiday. My child is twelve years old, with a kind nature and a quality like gold and jade. But I haven't learned the way to live in the world, which is really worrying. Brother If you have time, please take care of one or two. If my brother has no time, let him go, don't hurt him. Cut, cut.

Chen Yuhang was secretly grateful for his love in the first life, and he will repay the gentleman in the next life. "

Tang Zhao pursed his lips tightly into a line.

After a long time, he took off his glasses and wiped them with his sleeves.

His movements were very slow, and he wiped the two thin lenses for a long, long time.

After wiping, he seemed to have exhausted his strength, and slowly lay down on the table.

This lying down lasted for a long time, the candles were burning little by little, and large candle tears dripped down on the candlestick, solidified again, and piled up together.The candle keeps burning, and the tears of the candle will not dry up.

After a while, he twisted the pages of the book with his fingers blankly and turned it backwards.

Originally, the envelope he handed over was only the first few pages, and the latter were all newly added, that is, starting from this page, they were all brought out from Xue's residence.

After the book page, there is a blank page.

Further back...

A touch of golden brilliance——

That's gold, real gold!

Tang Zhao's pupils reflect gold, which is the color of wealth, the color of happiness, and the most desirable color in the world.

However, that is also the color reflected by the iris. He himself has no color, and he is not particularly happy or surprised.

"It really is gold."

When the previous letter was thrown back to him, he already noticed the difference in weight—it was definitely not the weight of paper, not to mention adding a piece of letter paper, even adding a dictionary would not be so heavy, it could only be added inside. If you add gold and silver, you can't add a hammer, right?
The incident struck him as odd from the start.

Xue Fu's attitude was of course bad, so bad that it made him very angry instinctively.

But the gifts thrown out are also real.

If you tell yourself to take the money and leave, you may think it is troublesome to use the money to send yourself away, but you don't mention a word, as if there is no gift, it is unreasonable to think about it.

If it's just a few small coins to pay back, since the gift of real gold and silver is generous, why not say a few polite words, at least to form a good relationship, and it doesn't take much effort, why bother to speak ill?
In front of Xue's house, Tang Zhao hadn't thought it through yet.

What he said to the Xue family at the end, most people would think it was a mockery after being out of breath, but those who cared could also think it was a sincere thank you.

He couldn't tell whether it was a thank you or a mockery.

It depends on whether the host is listening in good faith or maliciously.

His hope was well-intentioned, and he became more and more hopeful after leaving Xue's mansion.

After all, that was the person Mr. Chen asked him to find at the last moment, and Tang Zhao sincerely hoped that he would not let him down.

The gold is the size of a letter paper, a thin piece, about one tael or so.The gold foil was lifted, a piece of paper was placed underneath, and then another piece of gold foil.

There are a total of six pieces of gold leaf, that is, six taels of gold, which can be exchanged for one hundred and twenty taels of silver at the current price of silver.

Really a lot.It is enough to buy twenty or thirty acres of fertile land, and then buy two houses in the city, so that you can live comfortably without worrying about food and clothing.If you just support yourself, five taels of silver a year is enough for food and clothing.And to buy someone, a girl and boy servant will have to pay seven or eight taels of silver.In other words, if Tang Zhao couldn't survive and sold himself, even if he sold himself ten times, he wouldn't be able to sell one hundred taels of silver.

Of course, he didn't know that he had a super high valuation in Renya, that's another matter.

Put away the gold, there is a letter at the end.

That's a reply.

Compared with Tang Zhao's handwriting, or even Mr. Chen's last handwriting, this handwriting is not very respectable. It is not weak, but quite crude and naive, just like a person who just learned to write crawled out stroke by stroke.

"Nephew Tang Zhaoxian:"

After reading only four words, Tang Zhao's hands tightened slightly, but his heart suddenly relaxed, feeling a sense of relief.

Whether it's true or false, I hope Mr. Chen will have no regrets.

"I heard that my nephew is coming from afar, and I wish to see my old friend. I wanted to meet him, but the fate is shallow, and the details are hard to say. Is there a place for my nephew? If not, I will go to Zhuoyu Villa in Yuxia County to find the owner of Xue Xianyun for the time being." Habitat. The letter is attached with a piece of exercises, which can be memorized and then burned. I ask about it, and I miss it, and it’s cheap.”

"Kung Fu..."

Tang Zhao got up suddenly, almost knocked on the table because he got up so hard.

Mom...

Is it the kind of exercise he thought of?
His nervous palms were sweating a little, he hurriedly put down the letter paper, wiped it on the table, and held it tightly again.

He has always wanted to learn martial arts since he was a child.He has had dreams since he read the first miscellaneous book.Later, when I met Mr. Chen, I heard too many bizarre stories, and I yearned for it wholeheartedly.

Just where is the way?At the beginning, he asked his father to take him to the martial arts gym after being so soft-hearted. The teacher of the martial arts hall saw his roots and said the same thing: "you need to pay more"!
The money can't be added, plus he is constantly suffering from serious and minor illnesses, and the days when he can run and dance are limited. The dream of martial arts is completely broken, so he has to study literature, not from Mr. Zhengjing, but from Mr. Chen. He learned neither fish nor fowl Yes, you don't need to think about fame.

Later, his family members passed away one after another, and he was completely left alone.But when he was asked to study, he did not dare.Serious martial arts do not accept, many heretics are underworld gangs, but they are expanding their enrollment wantonly.They are not recruiting serious disciples, but some peripheral gangsters, follow them in to get a set of clothes, fight and kill in the streets and wharves, and fight fiercely.It is said that after getting ahead, you can gradually enter the core and learn the real skills, then you will really "kill a bloody road".

This road, even in today's world, is not for the children of good people.If he dares to go, he will have to change his surname for the last bit of his meager wealth. As for whether he can keep his life, it depends on whether the gang will do anything.

But he still wants to learn martial arts, and he dreams of it.

Losing all support, living alone in the world is too hard and dangerous.He wants to protect himself, wants to have power.As for the future and dreams are too far away, he just wants to hold a little sense of security and save himself.

He once thought that the only way to realize his dream could be pinned on Qi Yu.Or saving a dying hero, waiting for someone to repay his kindness and accept him as a disciple, or falling off a cliff and finding martial arts cheats from a cave, those are all things that only happen in stories.

I don't want to fall off the cliff, the cheat book really hit my hand!

It was Xue Daxia who suppressed one side and gave it to him through this way!

This is not an adventure, what else is an adventure?

And it's an orthodox adventure!

In comparison, such things as fairies in strange clothes rising out of the water are too bizarre and unreal at all.It's not even in the story!Besides, apart from a pair of glasses, he has nothing to gain!
Full of excitement, I took a few deep breaths, flipped through the letter, and saw a text of several thousand words.

"Tung Blossoms Attract Phoenix Jue".

(End of this chapter)