Genius commoner

Chapter 1110 Revenge
At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, Yebei Ximending, drizzle.

When the typhoon ravaged the coastal cities of the mainland and caused [-] million economic losses, a rain also shrouded the streets and alleys of Yebei, which also made the pedestrians' steps hurried, the lights dimmed, and many returning home. A little more melancholy, but for the leader Song Guangshi, tonight is a day worth remembering.

On the table of the Eight Immortals in the Yuanfen Vegetarian Restaurant, Song Guangshi poured tea and vegetables to a dry and skinny old monk with unprecedented respect, with a bright smile: "Master, this is the eight-treasure porridge I specially asked the kitchen to make for you. The bottom of the porridge is from It started cooking in the morning, and it took a full six hours of cooking before ten catties of rice finally turned into this bowl of fruit."

"Try it and see if it suits your appetite?"

In order to cook this bowl of eight-treasure porridge, Song Guangshi exhausted his mind and labor, boiled a catty of rice in each of ten casserole pots, and after three hours, took two spoonfuls of white porridge from the boiling point in each casserole pot, and then put them into another casserole pot , mixed with lily, walnut kernels, longan, yam beans, etc. and boiled together, and finally there is this bowl of fragrant eight-treasure porridge.

At first glance, the dry and skinny old man does not look amazing. No matter his facial features or figure, he is very inconspicuous. The dark spots and wrinkles on his face show that he is old and may die like a dead tree at any time. But as long as people who know his identity, they will definitely not have the slightest contempt, even Song Guangshi will look up with adoring eyes.

Because his name is Master Xingyun.

As Siye's Buddhist martial arts No.1, Master Hsing Yun naturally has his status and pride, but he always maintained a peaceful expression on his face, took a spoonful of the porridge, and then sighed softly. , a woman in monk clothes behind Master Xingyun took a step forward, like Master Xingyun's spokesperson said:
"President Song, every porridge and meal should be thought of as hard-won. Master has always followed the way of everything, and never asked extravagantly."

When Song Guangshi listened respectfully, the woman in monk clothes added another sentence: "It doesn't matter whether it's ordinary white porridge on the street or the six-hour eight-treasure porridge, it's the same for the master. There is no need to spend too much thought in the future. You won't gain one point because it's boiled for six hours, and you won't lose an inch because it's plain porridge."

Song Guangshi whispered, "Understood."

The woman in monk clothes has a pretty face, and her voice is even more pleasant and soft: "President Song, Master knows what you want, but he doesn't like extravagance and waste, so next time you don't have to make it so grand. It's eight-treasure porridge for six hours, and it's heavily guarded, Master prefers simple, direct, and simple gatherings."

Not only did Song Guangshi show no dissatisfaction on his face, but he nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Junior Sister Heiyue, for reminding me. Guangshi knew that he was wrong. The main reason for making it so grand is that I respect the master too much. I admire him from the bottom of my heart, so I always respect you. I wanted to make things perfect and extreme, but I didn't expect to put a shackles on the master invisibly."

"It's not your fault."

When Master Hsing Yun smiled kindly, Hei Yue chuckled: "It's normal to entertain family and friends as much as I can, it's just that Master just likes simplicity, President Song, don't be overwhelmed." Very touching, "President Song, Master doesn't like to be alone, let's sit down and have porridge together."

Song Guangshi responded with a smile: "Yes!"

When Song Guangshi was drinking porridge with Master Xingyun slowly, the delicate woman said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Baihu has been buried in the Jiang family's cemetery. The master came this time to recite the mantra for Senior Sister Baihu. The itinerary is low-key. The old friend didn’t tell, the purpose is not to be polite and perfunctory with too many people, and I don’t want to be invited to a banquet by the government.”

"So I hope President Song will help cover up and keep it secret."

Song Guangshi chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, I will not let others bother Master."

Then his expression darkened.There was a touch of self-blame on his face and he said: "Song Guangshi has committed a serious crime about the white fox. If I hadn't asked her to deal with Ye Zixuan, she would not have died in another country, and the Jiang family lost a good child, and the master Losing a good apprentice, every time I think of Baihu's death, I feel extremely uncomfortable."

"If it weren't for so many people following me, if it wasn't for protecting Si Ye's overall situation, I would really like to die and apologize."

Hei Yue took the topic softly: "President Song, I can't blame you for this. This is something that no one thought of. Who would have thought that Ye Zixuan could kill the white fox that had already joined the sect? Even the master didn't expect that the white fox senior sister would In the past 20 years, she has done everything smoothly, no matter how difficult or dangerous it is, she will calmly overcome it."

"If you really want to blame, you can only blame Ye Zixuan for being too insidious."

Hearing the two talking about the white fox, Master Xingyun, who had been drinking the porridge quietly, had his eyelids twitch, but then regained his composure.

Song Guangshi straightened his upper body slightly, and looked at the old monk and Heiyue in front of him: "But Master and Junior Sister Heiyue, don't worry, Song Guangshi has never forgotten the hatred of the white fox, and I have been doing things to deal with Ye Zixuan. This is an opportunity for an ambush, but I still activated the chess pieces today, taking advantage of Ye Zixuan's complacency."

"Maybe it won't succeed, but it can somewhat comfort the white fox."

There was a gleam of light in Hei Yue's eyes, and the gentleness just now turned into resentment: "Chairman Song has a heart, this hatred is not yours alone, the time is ripe, and we Alishan will find him bad luck, Baihu, big brother are all Being schemed to death by Ye Zixuan, this blood feud will never be let go, and Master came out this time with the intention of seeking justice."

Song Guangshi was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Really? That's great. Things will be much easier with a master in charge of the overall situation."

Hei Yue told Song Guangshi the good news: "Master will first deal with the matter of the white fox entering the tomb, and then he will send me to join forces with Si Ye Jianghu experts, gather together to join the Wulian Association camp, and then we will discuss a perfect plan together. If it works, it will be much easier for us to take revenge, and he will take action when necessary."

Song Guangshi knelt down with a bang: "Thank you, master, for taking charge of the overall situation. The Wulianhui is always willing to be at your disposal."

He has a deep hatred for Ye Zixuan. Apart from the pressure of presenting gifts to Concubine Song Si and the death of the white fox, there is also the kidnapping of his son Song Gandang by Guo Qiaochu, which forcibly tore apart the relationship between their father and son. He behaved meekly and respectfully, but Song Guangshi still did not dare to trust his son, fearing that he would die in his hands.

This made him hate Ye Zixuan especially, but Song Sifei didn't dare to collude with him again, which made it more difficult for Song Guangshi to find an opportunity to attack. Sending back the failure message made Song Guangshi even more annoyed. Now that the opportunity comes, he is naturally happy.

Master Hsing Yun still didn't speak, just hooked his fingers slightly to signal Song Guangshi to get up, and then sighed the three words for tonight: "White Fox..."

The old man's face showed melancholy and loneliness. He was the disciple he loved and cared for the most. He wanted her to experience a lot of experience and take over his mantle in the future. He has seen through many things and many people in the world, but when the white fox left, his heart still felt a little turbulent, and he couldn't help being angry or happy...

At this moment, Song Guangshi and Heiyue responded in unison: "Master, don't worry, we must avenge the white fox."

This meal ended in a hurry after an hour. Master Xingyun had a fixed schedule, and he didn't want to be known to too many people, so Song Guangshi didn't dare to force him to stay, and he had already got what he wanted, so he told his subordinates After driving the car to the back door of the Vegetarian Restaurant, he personally escorted Master Xingyun and Hei Yue out with an umbrella.

The night was cold, the lights were pale, and there was a chill in it.

Song Guangshi, who walked out of the back door, was blown by the night wind and shivered. He felt that the rain was colder than ever before, and then resisted the chill, and sent Master Xingyun into a car. Deliberately lagging behind by half a beat, Hei Yue walked into another car and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Hei Yue, I will trouble you this time."

"Move more in the future."

Hei Yue looked at Song Guangshi playfully: "President Song, you're welcome. Although I didn't fall into your eyes before, you only had Master and White Fox, but I'm not a narrow-minded person. As long as President Song has me in his heart, I'll be happy with you." I will often come here to bother President Song, the master is old, and the white fox and senior brother are dead, so I can only take on heavy responsibilities."

Song Guangshi laughed loudly: "Sister Heiyue is young and promising. Naturally, those who are capable will work harder. Don't worry, I will treat you as my sister in the future. If I can help, I will definitely do it."

Hei Yue smiled faintly: "Okay, then I will thank President Song first."

Song Guangshi smiled and shook hands with her: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

The laughter was very loud, Song Guangshi felt that his voice was unprecedentedly clear in the quiet night, and was sent far away by the cold night wind, but he just let go of his hand, and frowned instantly, quiet?Song Guangshi seemed to have been hit by an electric current. His natural sense of danger made him subconsciously look to both sides. The whole street was indeed quiet.

Although it is a cold and rainy night tonight, there are still many small vendors on the whole street. They hold umbrellas and play with their livelihood, souvenirs, and Oden cooking, but they don’t make too much noise. At this moment, they are using sharp eyes Staring at Song Guangshi, at the same time, dozens of large black umbrellas moved on both sides, approaching gently.

Something is wrong!
Song Guangshi's smile instantly froze on his face, and at the same time, there was a chill in his heart. It was a kind of keen sense of smell and almost instinctive body perception that he honed with blood when danger approached. It was discovered that these people were slowly surrounded from three directions, and in the shadows, fierce eyes continued to emerge...

Song Guangshi let out a roar, and threw Hei Yue who was about to leave.

Almost at the same moment, dozens of black umbrellas slanted and shot out countless fire thorns.

Ye Chen took revenge and descended brazenly.

(End of this chapter)