Meet the owner of Peach Blossom Island at the beginning of the game

Chapter 6
At night, in the room of Yuelai Inn.

Puff, puff... There was a sound of the candle burning, and under the light of the candle, I could only see a graceful figure pacing back and forth in front of the crib, pointing.

Opposite her, Fang Yanming knelt on the bed, with his arms on his lap, his hands resting on his small face, with an expression of lovelessness.

Feng Heng pinched his waist with one hand, and pointed at his nephew with the other hand, muttering something.

"As the saying goes, a gentleman does not act rashly, and he must act in a proper way. When speaking and doing things, one should be cautious in words and deeds, and everything should be in line with etiquette. Look at your behavior today, what you look like!"

Fang Yanming's little face became more and more confused, and his little head began to nod slightly downward.

Xu Shi noticed his nephew's condition, and Feng Heng's voice suddenly rose.

"Did you hear that!"

"heard it!"

Fang Yanming jumped up suddenly, raised his arms and answered loudly.

As if thinking of something again, he lowered his head to look around, straightened his clothes, cupped his hands, and bowed slowly to Feng Heng.

"It's all my nephew's fault. Auntie, please calm down. I will definitely keep your teachings in mind tomorrow."

As he spoke, he raised his head carefully, and took a peek at Feng Heng's face.Seeing her satisfied expression, he immediately let out a sigh of relief.However, he also seemed to hear the sound of someone exhaling along with him.

Feng Heng, who had returned to normal, was so amiable. She lightly rubbed Yanming's little head, and said softly: "Not bad! Not bad! My son is talented, and I originally said that I wanted you to relax for a while. But, From this point of view, you can start to read some books!"

Auntie's words were like a bolt from the blue sky, instantly knocking Fang Yanming back to his original form.

He flopped backwards, posing with a big character, and collapsed on the small bed.It can be said that how happy he was when he found his aunt yesterday, how sad he is now.

Thinking of his future days, Fang Yanming suddenly felt sad and rolled on the bed, of course, accompanied by howling.

"Ah...you kill me! I won't learn! I won't learn!"

Fang Yanming's wailing stopped abruptly.I saw Feng Heng standing directly on the little nephew's body, face to face, his beautiful eyes were full of evil, his red lips were lightly parted, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Not studying? Really?"

Fang Yanming's heart skipped a beat, his little face turned pale, and he turned vigorously at Feng Heng's cross-eyed eyes, his little head began to shake like a rattle, feeling something was wrong, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.In the end, I found that shaking my head was neither true nor nodding, and I was stunned.

Lifting his finger, he gently scratched his nephew's little nose, Feng Heng smiled sweetly, dispelling the cold breath in the whole room.

"Hey... listen to my aunt, study hard and practice calligraphy, and let your little uncle cook a roast duck for you tomorrow."

"it is good!"

Fang Yanming regained his lively look.

After all, a five or six-year-old child, even after a year of ups and downs, even if he is smart and shrewd, can be easily coaxed...

The candlelight was still bright, and Huang Yaoshi sat cross-legged on the big bed, practicing meditation.Feng Heng held Fang Yanming in his arms, holding a book in his hand, and told him something softly.Fang Yanming's face was confused, his eyes squinted and his little head bit by bit.

Huang Yaoshi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and there was a shining light in them. He turned his head to the door, and said leisurely: "Which friend is visiting, Huang is far away, so don't be surprised."

Hearing the sound, Fang Yanming immediately regained his spirits, got out of his aunt's arms, and ran to the door bouncing.

"I'll drive! I'll drive!"

Just as Feng Heng wanted to stop him, he saw his husband shaking his head slightly, so he stopped thinking.

With a creak, the door was pulled open, and a thin figure stood at the door.

He was about seven feet tall, with a vicissitudes of life, a short beard under his chin, and a headband tied on his forehead, and his messy hair was tied behind his head casually.

Wearing a shabby police uniform, although the clothes are old and even washed a little gray and white, but they are very clean, coupled with his eyes full of stories, people unconsciously have a good impression of him.

Seeing the person in front of him, Fang Yanming's face was instantly filled with surprise.

"Ah! Uncle Zhao!"

While talking, the small hand took the big callused hand and dragged him into the room.

Fang Yanming pulled Zhao Ning to the side of the stool and pressed it lightly. Zhao Ning fell on the bench as the child fiddled with it.

Patting his little head, he remembered something again.Fang Yanming went straight to Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng who were already sitting together, picked up a cup, then the clay pot, and poured tea.

The room became strangely quiet, suddenly feeling something was wrong, Fang Yanming raised his head, and saw Zhao Ning on the opposite side looking at him with a smile.Turning his head again, he found that the aunt and uncle beside him were also smiling.

Hehe... So, he returned a smirk, which made the smiles of the three people even brighter.

Carefully brought the cup full of tea to Zhao Ning and put it down, then directly rubbed it on the bench beside him.

"Tomorrow!"

Feng Heng smiled all over his face and gestured to Fang Yanming.

Fang Yanming also understood immediately, and directly pulled Zhao Ning's arm, gathered it over the top of his head, and began to pull his small mouth.

"Little aunt, little uncle, this is Zhao Ning, Uncle Zhao, the catcher here. Let me tell you, Uncle Zhao is very nice! Every time I am hungry and can't find anything to eat, I go to the wine stall If you look for him, he will invite me to eat!"

"And oh! Uncle Zhao has a knife, it's fun! I secretly took it out once to play with it. Uh... it's just a bit too big to play with."

"Also! Uncle Zhao is good at everything else, but unfortunately he is not very smart! He has never caught a thief before!"

"And oh... um... um..."

Zhao Ning's face was full of smiles, but the more he heard it, the more wrong it became, his mind was filled with black lines, and he quickly covered the mouth of the brat beside him.

Putting him on the stool, the two of them met eyebrows, eye to eye, joyfully, and began to play charades.

brat!do not talk!Besides, believe it or not, I will tell you about you stealing your sister Hua's clothes!
snort!If you don't say it, don't say it!Hurry up and let me go, otherwise I will tell you that I am a dog and I will bite you directly!

Having passed the code, Zhao Ning heaved a sigh of relief and let go of his hands.

"Also! Sister Hua likes Uncle Zhao, and Uncle Zhao also likes Sister Hua!"

After yelling, Fang Yanming jumped directly behind Feng Heng, grabbed his clothes vigorously, and sneaked out of his head from time to time to peek at Zhao Ning opposite.

Deeply thinking that the secrets he had buried for many years were exposed, Zhao Ning blushed as if he was about to bleed, and his head was so low that he wanted to get into the floor under his feet.

Suddenly, I saw Zhao Ning put on a serious look, and heard him shout out in anger.

"Good thief!"

I saw him standing up in an instant, stepping on mysterious steps, his figure was like an illusion, and he ran out of the room in a flash.When he left, he didn't forget to take the door with him.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yanming twitched his lips, and said rather annoyedly: "Bah, bah, bah! It's the same thing again! Every time I mention sister Hua, it's like this!"

He folded his arms around his chest, then waved his small fists, and shouted at the door: "You wait for me! When I grow up, I will definitely buy the best spirits and drink you to death! Then I'll throw it directly on Sister Hua's bed for you!"

At the entrance of the inn, Zhao Ning looked calm.He seemed to hear something, raised his head to look at the second floor, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"That stinky boy!"

Immediately, he took a step forward and walked in the direction of Yihong Courtyard.

In the inn room, the three of them sat opposite each other, with a bundle between the tables, which was left by Zhao Ning when he left.

Fang Yanming put his legs on the stool, leaned on the table, and stretched his hands towards the burden in the middle.Finally, when they were about to meet...the burden was moved away again.

Fang Yanming wailed, wrinkled his nose, and began to complain.

"Auntie...look at Uncle!"

"Come on! You little monkey! In the past two days, my aunt has done nothing else. I just asked you about your temperament! Take it easy and sit down. My aunt and your uncle have something to ask. you."

Seeing Feng Heng's smiling face, he pouted, and could only sit down obediently, but his unhappy expression was completely overwhelmed.

Feng Heng sat next to his little nephew, hugging him in his arms, resting his chin on his little head, comforting him warmly.

"Okay, good boy. Tell my aunt your story! My aunt wants to hear it!"

"Hmph! Just tell me! Auntie, I'll tell you whatever you want to know!"

"Then tell me where your lightness and internal strength come from! My little uncle really wants to know!"

Hearing Huang Yaoshi's words, Fang Yanming made a face at him, turned his head and slipped into Feng Heng's arms.

"Slightly slightly... I won't tell you! I'll only tell my auntie!"

Feng Heng patted him on the back lightly, and said softly: "Then tell my aunt about the three people you met these two days."

"Fine!"

"That old man seems to be the elder of some beggar gang. Every day he clamors to ask me to join his beggar gang! It's so annoying! By the way, auntie, what is that beggar gang?"

At this time, Huang Yaoshi's voice sounded.

"The Gang of Beggars, named after all the gang members are beggars, is the largest gang in the world today. It is said that there are hundreds of thousands of gang members, spread all over the world. The disciples of the Gang of Beggars are called chivalrous and righteous, helping the weak and the poor."

"The current sect leader is Hong Qigong, one of the five masters in the world, known as the Northern Beggar! His Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Dog Beating Stick are very powerful."

Hearing this, Fang Yanming curled his lips and said, "Speaking so powerfully, isn't it still a den of beggars! I don't want to be a beggar!"

As if thinking of something, he rolled his eyes, and asked Huang Yaoshi excitedly in his words: "Uncle, my aunt said that your martial arts are very good! Can you beat that beggar from the north? Do you want to fight?" Check it out!"

Hearing this, Feng Heng patted Fang Yanming angrily.

"Go, go, go! You brat! It's really fun to watch, don't you think it's a big deal!"

Seen through his mind, Fang Yanming could only laugh dryly.

Huang Yaoshi's voice sounded again.

"Boy Ming, it's just you who are so careful! Take it away! Do you know what your little uncle's name is in this Jianghu?"

Speaking of this, Huang Yaoshi's face was calm, but the triumphant light in his eyes was very conspicuous.And dialect is obviously also a ghost spirit, I saw him pretending to be admiring, and asked expectantly.

"Little uncle, little uncle! Tell me quickly! What is it!"

Huang Yaoshi showed a satisfied expression, took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and said slowly.

"Five years ago, your little uncle and I, Hong Qi from the Beggar Gang, Ouyang Feng from Mount Baituo, Duan Zhixing, the Emperor of Dali, and Wang Chongyang, the head teacher of Quanzhen, and the five of us fought on the top of Mount Hua. It lasted seven days and seven nights."

As he spoke, Huang Yaoshi showed a trace of nostalgia on his face, and then he began to narrate in a leisurely manner.

"I, Hong Qi, Ouyang Feng, and Duan Zhixing were evenly divided, and Wang Chongyang defeated the four of us. Since that battle, the five of us have won the title of Five Wonders in the World."

"I lived on the Peach Blossom Island in the Eastern Sea for a lifetime, and I got a Dongxie. Hong Qi was in charge of the Beggar Clan in Hebei, so he was the Northern Beggar. Ouyang Feng lived in the Baituo Mountain in the Western Region, so he got the name Xidu. Duan Zhixing was the Southern Dali Emperor, the Southern Emperor. And Wang Chongyang, who founded the Quanzhen Sect in Mount Zhongnan, is the strongest among the five of us, so he is respected as the middle supernatural power."

"This is the Eastern Demon, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, and Central Supernatural Power. This is the first session of Huashan Discussion on Swords."

Hearing this, Fang Yanming's eyes were full of longing.

"Wow! Uncle, you are so good! Then the first session was so good! The second session, how about the second session?"

"The Huashan Sword Discussion takes place every 25 years, and now it has been five years. After 20 years, it will be the second Huashan Sword Discussion!"

Hearing the news, Fang Yanming immediately jumped up, ran to Huang Yaoshi's side, shook his sleeves and asked, "Little uncle, then look at me! Can I participate then?"

Huang Yaoshi couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this.The dialect next to him couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that he only smiled and didn't answer.

"Little uncle, little uncle, don't laugh! Tell me quickly."

Seeing his nephew's expression, Feng Heng comforted him warmly.

"Tomorrow, you just need to study hard and practice martial arts hard. After 20 years, if you succeed in studying and practicing martial arts, you will definitely be able to go to Huashan to discuss swords. When the time comes, you will have to give my aunt the first place!"

"Good good!"

Fang Yanming yelled excitedly, then curled up into a ball with his small body, passed Feng Heng directly, jumped into the small bed, and buried his whole body in the quilt.

A muffled sound came out.

"Little aunt, little uncle! Go to bed quickly! Until tomorrow, you will teach me how to read and learn martial arts!"

While talking, the next moment he started snoring.

Huang Yaoshi shook his head at his wife.

Feng Heng pouted amusedly.

Under the quilt, Fang Yanming was holding a burden in his arms, showing a tricky smile...

(End of this chapter)