Big man

Chapter 17

A courtyard somewhere in the capital, quiet and quiet.

Nowadays, the construction of the capital city is developing very fast. Many aborigines living in courtyard houses have moved into high-rise buildings. There are fewer and fewer people who are willing to live in such ancient courtyard houses.But this does not mean that those who live in courtyard houses are poor people. On the contrary, many wealthy people who have moved to Beijing from other places like to buy courtyard houses in the capital.Maybe the person who walked out of a dilapidated and unremarkable courtyard house was a rich man.

The weather is very nice today. Uncle Wu is sitting under an ancient tree with strong branches in the center of the yard to enjoy the cool air. On the small wooden table beside him is a pot of hot tea and a small plate of pine nuts. He takes a sip of tea and peels two pine nuts. Humming a ditty, quite contented.

Uncle Wu is in his sixties, his hair is already white, but he doesn't look old, on the contrary, he is in good spirits.The teeth are white all over the mouth, and pine nuts can be chewed, which shows that the teeth are very good.

A stout man in his thirties sat beside him, and the two chatted from time to time.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, a small figure crouched there. Looking carefully, it turned out to be a six or seven-year-old boy, who was painting there seriously.But the boy's painting is not flowers and plants, nor the sun and the moon, it's a mess, I can't tell what the painting is.Anyway, it's children's graffiti, and no one pays attention to it.

This child was different from ordinary six or seven-year-old boys. He was quiet and quiet, but his face was very pale without a trace of blood.

Uncle Wu casually chatted with the burly man, but looked at the little boy painting over there from time to time, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes from time to time.

"Master, don't worry too much. Although the younger brother is a little weaker, his brain is not so good. None of us can compare. Auspicious people have their own celestial features..."

The stout man understood Master's thoughts and comforted him.

Occasionally, when neighbors pass by outside, they will say hello, "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu", very kindly.

Wu Shuochang, Uncle Wu is not an aborigine in the capital. He moved here six years ago. When he came, he brought two young people, a man and a woman, with a baby who was a few months old in his arms.He has lived here for five or six years, and he has a good relationship with his neighbors on weekdays. He is willing to help with anything, especially the two young people who live with him, who are even more warm-hearted.

No one asked what the family was doing.

In this small alley, having a relationship between neighbors is considered pretty good.If you live in a unit building, you really don't know each other.On weekdays, the door of the room is closed tightly, and they will never communicate with each other.

The brawny man's comfort didn't seem to have any effect, Wu Shuochang sighed, and said, "Xiao Anzi, those who work in our line of work have leaked too many secrets, committed one of the five disadvantages and three shortcomings, the future is not good, and the children and grandchildren are not prosperous. Inevitable... this child, oh..."

Xiao Anzi smacked his lips, not knowing what to say, he muttered after a long time, and said, "Didn't Patriarch Xiyi think of this level when he founded Ziwei Doushu..."

Wu Shuochang immediately glared at him and snorted, "No nonsense!"

This kid dared to complain about Patriarch Xiyi out loud, really disrespectful!

"Xiyi Patriarch Shougao Beidou is a real god. The number of Ziwei is so subtle that it counts all people in the world and everything in the universe. It's just that our descendants are not good at learning skills!"

Wu Shuochang taught a few more words.

Xiao Anzi was obedient and didn't dare to say any more.In fact, he just muttered casually just now, never daring to be disrespectful to the Patriarch.Any successor of the Ziwei school will regard Patriarch Xiyi as a god in their hearts.

How can the master in front of him be an ordinary person?

In the eyes of others, Wu Shuochang is just an old man who drinks tea every day, basks in the sun, and just walks around. But he can buy such a whole yard with a single move. Who can be as rich and powerful as an ordinary retired old man?

Wu Shuochang picked up the teacup and was about to bring it to his mouth, but suddenly put it down again, moved his right thumb and index finger slightly, sat up straight immediately, and said with a serious expression: "Little Anzi, there is a distinguished guest coming, you go outside to greet him."

"what?"

Xiao Anzi couldn't recover.

Wu Shuochang frowned, and snorted, "What is it? Go!"

"Oh……"

Xiao Anzi jumped up and hurried towards the door.

So slowly, the guests have already stepped through the gate.

Two young people, a man and a woman.The man's face was pale and gentle, he was wearing a moon-white cotton and linen Tang suit, and a pair of black cloth shoes, without the slightest smoke.The woman's clothes were also very simple, and she followed the man quietly, two steps behind, and was even more surprisingly quiet, without any sound under her feet.

It was Xiao Fan and Xin Lin.

"You two are..."

Xiao Anzi was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

He had never seen these two people before, and he didn't look like the sons of high officials or the rich and the rich. Where did they come from?

Xiao Fan cupped his fist lightly, and said with a smile, "Hello, senior brother. This is my female companion, Xin Lin. We are here to pay respects to old senior Wu. Please forgive me for being presumptuous."

Before Xiao Anzi could reply, Wu Shuochang had already stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Yixing, Miss Xin, please come in. This old man is Wu Shuochang. Both of you are masters. The seniors dare not be the ones, and the old ones can't afford it."

Xiao Fan stepped forward slowly and bowed to Wu Shuochang as a salute.

Wu Shuochang didn't dare to be arrogant, and he also bowed to return the courtesy, not at all calling himself a senior.

"Mr. Yixing, Miss Xin, please sit down."

Xiao Anzi hastily moved the chair over.

Xin Lin seemed to be quiet, but in fact, she was looking at the layout of the courtyard as soon as she entered the door.She is the "personal maid" or "personal bodyguard" given to Xiao Fan by Qimiao Palace. It is her basic duty to protect Xiao Fan's safety.This is also a habit.

The little boy was still lying there painting, extremely focused, turning a blind eye to everything that happened in the yard, and turning a deaf ear to it.

Xin Lin glanced across the drawing paper in front of the little boy, and her big watery eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

What the little boy was scribbling casually turned out to be a picture of flying stars in the Nine Palaces.Although it is extremely sloppy, it must be the flying star of Jiugong.Such a young child has become so obsessed with studying the flying stars of the Nine Palaces.

Wu Shuochang obviously also noticed Xin Lin's movements, smiled slightly, and said: "Miss Xin, the children are drawing for fun, but actually they don't understand anything. Miss Xin, don't worry."

Xin Lin nodded slightly, and looked away from the boy and the Nine Palaces Flying Star Map.

"You two, please sit down."

Xiao Fan nodded, and sat down on the side of the small tea table.

Cinlin stood beside him quietly.

Wu Shuochang looked at Xin Lin in surprise, always felt that the girl's face was a bit weird, and with his precision in identifying people, he couldn't see much clues on her face.After staring for a while, there was a wave of water ripples in front of my eyes, and my mind was slightly dizzy.Wu Shuochang was taken aback, he breathed secretly for a week, and instantly got rid of the dizziness from his body.

"Miss Xin, what a brilliant disguise technique."

Wu Shuochang couldn't help admiring.

Xin Lin nodded slightly, but remained silent.

After all, Jiang is old and hot, and Wu Shuochang actually saw her disguise, which is really not easy.

Among the seven unique skills of the Qimiao Palace, the beauty-retaining technique is the sixth, second only to the longevity technique.The Disguise Technique is a kind of method that can only be derived from the cultivation of the Zhuyan Technique to an extremely advanced level.It is definitely not the kind of disguise technique that relies on makeup to change the appearance in the ordinary sense.

Perhaps only Xiao Fan can often see her true face.

The surprise in Wu Shuochang's heart was far higher than that of Xin Lin.

Although Xin Lin tried her best to restrain her breath, she couldn't hide it from Wu Shuochang's eyes.This girl is young and young, and she is definitely a first-class master with unique skills.Wu Shuochang has seldom seen such a wonderful and brilliant disguise technique in most of his life.Such a master, but he considers himself a "handmaid" and does not sit with his "master", but he doesn't know what kind of a person this gentle and elegant young man Xiao Xingxing, who looks even slightly sick, is?

"Mr. Yixing, you are here, what advice do you have?"

Wu Shuochang immediately withdrew his gaze from Xin Lin, clasped his fist at Xiao Fan, and asked politely.

At this moment, Xiao Anzi also stood beside the master, confronting Xin Lin from left to right.

"I want to ask the old man to do me a favor, push the fortune teller!"

Xiao Fan was not polite either, he directly took out a piece of yellow rice paper from his pocket, and gently placed it on the small table.

Wu Shuochang's expression froze, he didn't reach out for the small piece of rice paper, sat up slightly, and said calmly: "I'm afraid I will disappoint Mr. Yixing, this old man has already washed his hands."

Xiao Fan smiled, his eyes passed Wu Shuochang, and fell directly on the little boy who was studying the map of flying stars in the Nine Palaces not far away. He can be called a genius. He only has peach blossoms on his face, thin and blue lips, and no big bones on his forehead, so I'm afraid it will make the old man worry more?"

The pupils of Wu Shuochang's eyes suddenly shrank.

"You... how can you talk like that?"

Xiao Anzi jumped up, stared at Xiao Fan, and said angrily.

As the direct descendant of Wu Shuochang, although Xiao Anzi is not exceptionally talented, his attainments in numerology and physiognomy are not bad.Although Xiao Fan didn't say it clearly, he directly pointed out that the younger brother was short-lived and died prematurely.

However, Xiao Fan was right on point.

Over the past few years, Master has been worried about this matter every day, and has thought of many ways, but the results are not ideal.Although he barely managed to save his junior brother's life, his health was getting worse and worse.

The master studies Ziwei Doushu intensively, and is a great figure in the Ziwei genre. He has leaked too many secrets throughout his life, and finally got a son when he grows old, but all the power of divine punishment is repaid on the junior brother. He is born with ill-fated fate.

It can be said that this is Wu Shuochang's biggest heart disease in his later years. Few people know about it on weekdays, but unexpectedly, this young man who just came to the door pointed it out.

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