Sword and martial arts gods

Chapter 198

"Walk."

"You lead the way."

Xie Chen also wanted to see what Sanhualou looked like.

Hongzhou City is very big, Xie Chen followed Tingting for nearly an hour before arriving at Sanhualou.

There are not many pedestrians in front of the Sanhua Building, but those who enter and exit the Sanhua Building are all prominent, dignitaries, or martial arts experts. Just by looking at the horses and gorgeous carriages parked in front of the building, one can tell that they are either rich or expensive .

The Sanhua Building is six stories high, and each floor is exquisitely built. It is different from the grand high-rise buildings that Xie Chen has seen before. It is exquisite in all aspects, full of an elegant atmosphere, faintly revealing the aesthetics of women.

Walking into the lobby, a gust of fragrant wind rushes towards you. It is fragrant but not flattering, clean but not obscene. It smells very comfortable. There are various sounds of silk and bamboo such as the sound of piano, flute, flute and pipa from all around, which is pleasant to the ear. , as if being in a heavenly environment, people's troubles are immediately reduced by half.

Xie Chen instantly felt a lot more relaxed, as if his spiritual consciousness had grown faintly.

He couldn't help feeling a little enlightenment in his heart: cultivation should not be done behind closed doors, but more practiced in the world of mortals, which can also sharpen the mind.

Of course, the premise is not to be confused by the colorful world and indulge in sensuality.

"This music and fragrance seem to calm a person's heart, improve his martial arts, and enhance his comprehension. No wonder so many people of status come here."

Xie Chen thought so, and was led upstairs.

The hall on the first floor is very spacious, with curtains everywhere, fluttering in the wind, and a graceful figure of a woman appears faintly.

Several young women were sitting in the middle of the lobby holding musical instruments, playing music opposite each other, while a few guests sitting around were listening with their eyes closed, looking like they were enjoying themselves.

Xie Chen learned from Tingting that part of Sanhualou's income is through dancing and playing music, and the other part is from making sachets, accessories and other small items.

"There are not many sisters in the whole building, and the landlord has only 37, all adopted by the landlord, so, for us, the landlord is also a teacher and a mother."

Tingting said while taking Xie Chen upstairs.

The circular staircase ascends in a spiral shape to the sixth floor.

When Xie Chen was climbing the building, he saw female disciples from Sanhualou practicing swordsmanship in the yard outside the window, but they used double swords and musical instruments, such as Guqin.

This line opened Xie Chen's horizons. What he saw was quite novel. There are not many places where female warriors are so concentrated, especially so many young and beautiful warriors. Who dares to make trouble?

Some female disciples in the building saw Tingting and greeted her one after another. Some were in their 20s, and some were only seven or eight years old.

"Tingting, is this the young man whom the landlord values ​​so much?"

They all looked at Xie Chen with curious expressions, obviously they also knew what happened on Xuefu Avenue before, and this time Tingting brought him back in accordance with the order of the host.

There are not many people who can be personally interviewed by the landlord, especially such a young man, who seems to be very ordinary, unlike those family patriarchs, presidents of chambers of commerce, heads of sects, etc. who have high positions and powers, stomp their feet, and Hongdu Mansion will tremble Trembling characters.

This made them even more curious, they gathered together and chattered.

Xie Chen allowed them to discuss, and soon reached the sixth floor of Sanhua Building.

The space on the sixth floor is not large, but it is more elegant. The thin gauze hangs down, and the breeze blows in from the window, making the whole floor appear hazy and indistinct, giving it a special aesthetic feeling.

Su Bingyun was standing behind a curtain, she could faintly see her slim figure, with her back to Xie Chen and the two of them, as if she was holding something in her hands.

"Landlord, Mr. Xie has brought it."

Tingting's crisp voice sounded.

"Okay, you go down, I'll talk to him alone."

Su Bingyun seemed to be fascinated, and only then did he react, turned around, and walked over.

Wearing a pink one-piece dress, dignified and elegant, beautiful and delicate, with a pair of eyes full of autumn water, with elegant brows, the whole person seems to have stepped out of a painting.

The small and exquisite hairpins and earrings, the blue silk fluttering in the wind, the snow-like skin, the graceful figure, and the light steps when walking, are flawless in every part, making her look like a fairy born out of dust.

Xie Chen once again lamented the beauty of this woman, walking over gave him a suffocating sense of beauty, even if he saw too many beauties, he still lost his mind for a moment.

Fortunately, he woke up in time, and saluted: "Lord Su."

Su Bingyun nodded slightly, then stood by the window, looking into the distance.

There is no wall on the west side of the sixth floor. It is a pull-type window. Once you open it, you can see the Ganjiang River. The river is like a belt, meandering and flowing, running through the entire Hongzhou City. It is surrounded by lakes, clusters of buildings, and streets extending in all directions. , like a chessboard, looking down from the sixth floor, the scenery is extremely beautiful.

"Do you know why I saved you?"

Su Bingyun's faint voice sounded.

"Senior seems... seems to have mistook me for a person."

Xie Chen had this doubt for a long time. When Su Bingyun appeared on Xuefu Avenue to help him resist the people of the Wang family, he heard Su Bingyun said that he resembled a person, and he helped him only because he saw his appearance.

This also confused Xie Chen, who exactly does he look like?The person Su Bingyun knew should be her old friend, who is this old friend?

In connection with Su Bingyun's deeds heard from other people, Xie Chen had some guesses in his heart, but he was not sure.

Su Bingyun turned around and looked at Xie Chen. At the same time, she opened a picture album in her hand, revealing an image.

This is a young man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, high spirits, a face like a crown jade, and a tall and straight figure. The most attractive thing is his eyes, which are as bright as stars, with incomparable confidence, and there is a smile at the corner of his mouth, which gives people Feeling very sunny and positive, he held a sword in his hand, and that sword seemed very extraordinary, but it was far away, and the details on the sword could not be seen clearly.

This is a strange man, although it is just a painting, but the self-confidence from the man's bones, the demeanor of being a strong martial artist faintly overflowed from the painting, even if Xie Chen just took a look, he couldn't help but be attracted by this man His demeanor is attractive and deeply admired.

He knew that he was still some distance away from becoming such a strong person. This person's realm, just looking at the outside, was definitely much higher than him!

"This person is..."

Xie Chen frowned, showing doubts.

"It's like...it's so similar. Could it be because of the close blood relationship?"

Su Bingyun was a little absent-minded, looked at Xie Chen, then at the man in the painting, and muttered to himself.

There is a trace of emptiness and sadness in her eyes, anyone who takes a look at her will feel pity, especially this is a peerless beauty.

What kind of look, what kind of mood is this? Xie Chen couldn't help being shocked. What kind of person is it that makes Su Bingyun, who is the owner of Sanhualou and a strong man, so concerned about this man? Su Bingyun was worried and saddened by it?The landlord Su in front of him must have something unknown, a past hidden deep in his heart.

Su Bingyun sighed slightly, her expression returned to normal, she slowly put away the painting in her hand, but her eyes fixed on Xie Chen and asked: "I heard brothers Xie Tianhao and Xie Tianyi calling you nephew, so you are Xie Qiudi's son?"

Xie Chen was startled, "You know my... mother?"

Xie Qiudi is actually his aunt, but she is his mother in name. Many people only know that he is Xie Qiudi's son.

This landlord Su finally asked about his life experience.

Xie Chen had a strange feeling in his heart, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

"Of course, I don't know the people around him. Your mother is the person he loves the most and his only sister. After all, he is also your uncle, ranking below Xie Tianhao and above Xie Tianyi. They It's the three brothers..."

"...I know that the Xie family has kept his name secret these years, and no one is allowed to mention it. Many people probably don't even know that such a person exists. As Xie Qiudi's son, you may not even know that there is such an uncle..."

"...It's just that I really don't want you to forget him. He paid so much for the Xie family back then, how could he be forgotten so easily, it's too unfair, especially since you are his relatives, you shouldn't forget..."

"...do you know who I'm talking about?"

Su Bingyun's indifferent eyes focused on Xie Chen, the eyes were complicated, as if they were filled with expectation and hope.

What answer does she want?It should be for sure.

How could Xie Chen not know, how could he not know?What she said was so obvious, besides his biological father, who else? !
Xie Tianjie, a name forgotten by the Xie family, is rarely known by the younger generation, and the older generation dare not mention it. Even if Xie Chen grew up in the Xie family, after more than ten years, no one told him at all. There is also the character Xie Tianjie.

He didn't even know that Xie Tianjie was his biological father!Of course, later he understood that these three words were a taboo of the Xie family, even his aunt Xie Qiudi would not have dared to tell him, otherwise she would not have concealed her life experience for so many years.

However, ever since he knew his own life experience, how could Xie Chen not know this name? How many times at night, he murmured and recited this name silently, imagining the image of his father. characters.

At this moment, countless complicated emotions gushed out from the bottom of his heart, Xie Chen couldn't help being shocked, tears flickered faintly in his eyes, but he forcibly restrained it.

Although he really wanted to tell the woman in front of him who had saved him and seemed to have a relationship with his father, he knew who she was talking about, and even, his relationship with him was far closer than she thought.

However, reason told him that it was not the time, and it was not yet time to announce his life experience.

Therefore, Xie Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his ups and downs, and blurted out the impulse, with a trace of uncertainty: "You mean...Uncle Tianjie?"

"Yes, I'm talking about him. It seems that your mother has already told you."

There was a trace of relief in Su Bingyun's eyes, after all, she was not the only one who remembered him in this world.

"I didn't know before." Xie Chen smiled wryly. You must know that more than half a year ago, he was still in a daze, ignorant of his own life experience, and lived in the bullying and insult of his clan all day long, until he received the skills passed down by the ancestor of the Sword God. Only then will he be able to protect himself, and his aunt will tell him everything.

"I heard from my mother last year, but I only know a little bit. I don't know many details. Could it be that Master Su knows? Could it be that Master Su and Uncle Tianjie know each other, and I don't know what your relationship is?"

Xie Chen suddenly wanted to know some things his father did before he was alive. Although his aunt Xie Qiudi told him some things in general, she didn't explain many small things in detail. From his mouth, he might be able to learn about a different father.

(End of this chapter)