Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 115 Xiao Changge

When Mr. Da came to the stairs on the second floor, he didn't continue to go down, but just stood there and waited quietly.

After a while, I saw an old man with a pockmarked face leading a handsome boy, walking up the stairs, and saw Mr. Da standing upstairs. The old man grinned at Mr. Da, showing a yellow mouth. tooth.

The little boy seemed to be frightened when he saw Mister Da, with his big black eyes open, he stood there motionless.

"Grandpa, let's go home."

The little boy suddenly pulled the old man's hand and said, this time, he was talking about us instead of me.

"Little kid, I'm so ignorant, didn't you see your uncle waiting for me up there?"

Pockmark turned pale and gave the little boy a look.

"When I get home, I must study hard and practice hard. I will also ask grandma to make you the braised pork you like. If grandma doesn't want to do it, I will learn how to cook it for you."

The little boy still firmly grabbed the hand of the pockmarked old man, and said with a hint of tears.

"What's the hurry?" The pockmarked old man smiled and patted the little boy's head and continued, "It won't be too late for me to have a cup of tea with your uncle before I go back."

So the little boy was dragged upstairs by him with a face of reluctance.

"When you see an old friend, why do you keep a straight face?"

Walking to the second floor, the pockmarked old man smiled cynically.

"Who is your old friend?"

Mr. Da still did not pretend to speak.

"I haven't seen each other for decades, and I still speak so aggressively." The pockmarked old man shook his head and went straight past Mr. Da, looking here and there as if he was looking for something, but finally couldn't find it, so he touched Touching his belly, he begged and smiled at Mr. Da, saying:

"Is there anything to eat? My grandson and I haven't had a full meal for several days."

……

In Mr. Da's wing, an old man and a young man grabbed the snacks on the table and devoured them hungrily.

"You are such a big Kunlun Xiao family, how can you not even bring enough money?"

Looking at the pockmarked old man's eating, Mr. Da said with a puzzled expression.

"The Xiao family, poor, poor, where, where is it like you, like your Qiushui."

The pockmarked old man said while gobbling.

"You're lying again!" The little boy on the side had to be more reserved when eating. Hearing what the old man with a pockmarked face said, he first looked at Mr. Da vigilantly, and then retorted with a blushing face:

"If you hadn't lost all our money along the way, how could we not even be able to afford food?"

"Little Che, you don't understand this." Swallowing his food, the old man with a pockmarked face said with a straight face: "What delicious food can I eat with that little bit of bread your grandma gave me? It's a long way from Kunlun to Qiushui. Now, why not take a few gambles, and if you make a profit, our father and I will be able to eat and drink spicy food!"

Seeing the dissatisfaction on the little boy's face, he continued with earnestness and earnestness: "Xiao Che, this practice is the same. When the opportunity comes, if you give up because you are afraid of risks, how long will you practice this practice? What are you doing, kid? It's all good, but you are too timid!"

The little boy curled his lips when he heard the words, but didn't refute, just buried his head in eating.

"Your snacks are delicious, but they are still not as good as the half steamed bun just down the mountain."

The pockmarked old man patted his bulging belly as if he was full from wine and food, and said with a dissatisfied expression.

Mr. Da didn't know what the half steamed bun he was talking about was, but he kindly gave it to him. Not only was he not grateful, but he was picky and picky and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"If you don't like it, you can spit it out."

Mr. Da said expressionlessly.

"vomit……"

Hearing this, the pockmarked old man really made a gesture to spit it out, and the little boy beside him hurriedly covered his nose in fright.

"I'm lying to you." The pockmarked old man said with a smirk, "I, Xiao Changge, never spit out anything I eat."

"In the past, you came after Qingming Festival. Why did you come earlier this year? You also brought a child."

Mr. Da changed the subject, glanced at the little boy beside Xiao Changge and said.

"Because I'm old."

Throwing a piece of candy directly into his mouth, Xiao Changge said with a smile while chewing:
"I'm afraid that if I wait until Qingming, I won't even be able to draw my sword."

Speaking of this, he looked at the little boy beside him and said very kindly:
"The little guy is here to collect the body for me."

"I can't bear you!"

The little boy curled his lips in disgust.

When Mr. Da heard this, he frowned deeply.

How can a cultivator be old?When Xiao Changge said that he was old, he naturally meant that he had fallen into a fallen state.

"I didn't expect that young man who created Qiushui with a single sword and was full of vigor back then, but he turned into this appearance."

Seeing Xiao Changge's appearance, Mr. Da sighed and said with emotion in his heart.

"You are not much better, sir."

Xiao Changge said with a chuckle.

As he spoke, he picked up a cup of tea, rinsed his mouth with the tea, washed away the pastry residue in the gaps between his teeth, and then swallowed it all in one gulp, making the little boy beside him look disgusted.

"And, speaking of it, you are really not as good as me, Mister."

After finishing all this, Xiao Changge suddenly said with a proud face.

"Oh? Tell me, why am I not as good as you?"

Mr. Da sneered, since the battle between the two of them when they were young, the two of them, who were extremely competitive, had been competing for almost their entire lives. Mr. Da believed that he had no place to lose to Xiao Changge.

"Here." Xiao Changge touched the head of the little boy next to him, still very proudly said: "I am Xiao Changge's grandson, I am the successor of someone Xiao."

"Grandpa, your sharpened sword is boring and tight, so I don't want to practice it."

The little boy pushed away the old man's hand and said reluctantly.

Hearing this, Xiao Changge laughed loudly, but Mr. Da was stunned.

Mr. Da naturally noticed that this little boy was very talented, but what surprised Mr. Da was his comment on Xiao Changge's swordsmanship. How can you not hear it after fighting Xiao Changge countless times?This grinding and chirping is exactly the true meaning of Xiao Changge's swordsmanship.

Being able to explain the true meaning of Xiao Changge's swordsmanship in one sentence, this little guy's attainments in the way of swordsmanship in the future will be limitless.

This really made Mr. Big a little envious.

On the point of succession, Xiao Changge really beat Mr. Da.

Over the years, Mr. Da has not confiscated his disciples, but he was either too dull or unable to bear the hardships, and fled before he could formally accept disciples.

As soon as he thought of this, Mr. Da felt lonely for a while.

"Mr. Big, I've finished reading."

At this moment, Li Yunsheng walked into the wing room with a dozen pieces of jade slips in his arms.

"Ah, it's you!" The little boy sitting next to Xiao Changge pointed at Li Yunsheng and said with surprise, "Brother, give me delicious steamed buns."

And looking at Li Yunsheng standing in front of him, Mr. Da's originally gloomy face suddenly turned clear and said:
"Come on, Yunsheng, sit here!"

(End of this chapter)