Flower Master in the City

Zhongnanshan.

Zhang Mingtuo and his old lover Liu Xihua now choose a secluded hillside, live in a house, and live like a hermit.

I have to say, of course, Zhang Mingtuo doesn't know how to engage in male farming and female weaving, let alone eat the mountains, because his savings are enough to feed him to the generation of great-great-grandson.

That evening, Xiao Dao Gu Nianxin held a wine jar and came to Zhang Mingtuo's house.

Little Dao Gu Nianxin saw the door open, so she opened her mouth and shouted: "Grandpa Zhang, Grandma Liu, my master dug the ground today and dug up a few jars of old wine that he buried before. He asked me to give you a jar."

"Well, Old Tao Qiu is still conscientious." Zhang Mingtuo walked out of the vegetable garden in the backyard, holding his trouser legs, and said with a smile: "Nianxin, why don't you eat dinner here with Grandpa Zhang?"

Little Dao Gu Nianxin shook her head: "No. Mother is waiting for me to go back."

"Okay. Then you go."

Zhang Mingtuo took the wine jar, and when he looked up, he suddenly saw a tall man in a burqa appearing in front of him, so he quickly sent the little Taoist girl back.

Little Dao Gu Nianxin glanced at the tall man strangely, and found that he couldn't see his face at all. After hesitating, she turned around and left.

"The house is in a human environment, and there is no noise. It is a good place, a good life."

The face of the man in the burqa was looming, and his voice was very hearty: "Is this wine specially prepared for me?"

"Then don't think about it."

Zhang Mingtuo obviously recognized the person, but he didn't have a good face: "You are not in Nanjiang, and you dare to run out without fear of death?"

"Southern Xinjiang Gu Land has trapped me for more than 40 years, which is enough."

The man in the burqa sat down on the stone bench in front of the house, and with a quick hook, he hooked the wine jar that Zhang Mingtuo was holding into the air.

With a quick shot, the mud seal fell off, and the rich and mellow aroma of wine wafted out instantly.

"Well, it smells good enough. It has been buried for at least sixty years." The man in the burqa was not polite at all, and he poured into his mouth when he lifted the edge of the altar, "It's so cool."

Zhang Mingtuo stood on the side with his hands in his sleeves back and watched the man in the burqa drank the special drink, but did not respond.

"Ming Tuo, who is this person?" Liu Xi asked worriedly when he came out of the house.

Zhang Mingtuo waved his hand and said faintly: "An old acquaintance, there is nothing to do with you here. Go in the house."

"Or..."

Liu Xihua was worried, and said.

But before she finished speaking, Zhang Mingtuo interrupted her, and whispered, "Let you come in, don't dawdle, don't you listen to what I said?"

"Then be careful." Liu Xihua pursed her lips and decided to do it first.

Here, the man in the burqa has already drunk a small half of the altar. He placed the altar on the stone table and looked at Zhang Mingtuo: "It's rare, I found a woman, and it looks pretty good."

"Okay, aren't you here to relive the old?" Zhang Mingtuo forced to endure the unhappiness in his heart, and asked faintly: "If you have something to say, don't get rid of it."

The man in the burqa shook his head and said disappointedly: "Zhang Mingtuo, how can we say that we have been in friendship for nearly forty years, so why are we so indifferent to old friends?"

Zhang Mingtuo said aside: "Don't be close, you and I only met forty years ago, and there is no friendship."

"Okay. Since you don't recognize this friendship, let's talk about the transaction." The man in the burqa looked at the sky and decided to go straight to the subject: "Do you still remember, forty years ago, you promised one thing?"

"You said it was forty years ago, so I definitely don't remember it." Zhang Mingtuo pretended to be nonsense: "I have Alzheimer's now, and I can't remember many things."

"Haha, this is pretending to be confused, right?" The man in the burqa opened and said: "Forty years ago, the Gu land that your master took you to, don't you remember?"

"You and Alan, the new star in the killer world, and the leader of the dark group, Lu Ren, met there too, don't you remember?"

"Also, your first love little lover is still in Gu Land, don't you remember?"

"..."

Zhang Mingtuo was frantic when he saw him talking. It is estimated that the wine is coming up, and he can't help but say coldly, "Are you finished?"

"It's almost there." The man in the burqa sighed, "I haven't been out for 40 years. You should be considerate."

Zhang Mingtuo didn't have the patience to listen to his nonsense, and asked again: "What do you want to do with me?"

"I want to invite you to Gu Land." The man in the burqa said in a dreamlike tone: "Your master is still there. Don't you feel guilty at all for throwing him there back then?"

Zhang Mingtuo snorted coldly: "That's because he takes the blame, why should I feel guilty."

"I heard that you also have a disciple now." The man in the burqa couldn't help but sneered: "If one day, he also betrays you and abandons you when you are most difficult, would you think this is retribution?"

Zhang Mingtuo laughed: "This kind of thing can't happen."

"It seems that you value your disciple very much." The man in the burqa chuckled slightly, and then said: "Coincidentally, she is interested in your disciple now and intends to invite him to have a look. "

"Hehe, then she is seeking her own death!" Zhang Mingtuo said with a sneer.

The man in the burqa showed an unexpected look: "Aren't you worried?"

"That kid is a wicked evildoer." Zhang Mingtuo sneered, and said disapprovingly: "It is you who should worry about the Gu clan that has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years. It is estimated that it is about to die."

"Hahahaha." The man in the burqa laughed wildly and pointed at Zhang Mingtuo: "Your master is crazy, you are even crazy, and the apprentice who wants to come to you must be even crazy than you!"

Zhang Mingtuo said indifferently: "You should have sent someone to contact him. Didn't the result give you feedback?"

"You did send someone over." The man in the burqa narrowed his smile, "There is no response yet. This means that your apprentice has either been subdued and taken to Gu Land. Or he has been wiped out."

"I think you happened to say the opposite." Zhang Mingtuo shook his head, and exhorted: "You shouldn't provoke the demon king. He is very lazy, but he is also very vengeful. Now that you have done it, then I advise you. Go back early and prepare for the funeral."

The man in the burqa turned cold: "It seems that you are not going to go back with me?"

"What does it mean to go back?" Zhang Mingtuo said coldly, "I have nothing to do with that, and you may not be able to go back anymore."

A puzzled look appeared on the face of the man in the burqa: "What do you mean?"

"You'll know when you look back." Zhang Mingtuo shrugged without sympathy.

The man in the burqa suddenly changed his face, turned his head quickly, his eyes widened involuntarily, "How could you..."

"It's you idiot who is calculating me?" Xia Xia stood on the stone on the side of the road with a sloppy expression, "Master, how do you always know this kind of idiot with a hidden head and a tail?"

Zhang Mingtuo glanced at Xia Xia and said casually: "Don't open your mouth and shut your mouth to be an idiot. Be polite when you speak."

"Are you Zhang Mingtuo's apprentice?" The man in the burqa also recovered from his astonishment. "Where is Qingteng? How did you get rid of him."

"Throw it away?" Xia Wei curled his lips: "That idiot has been killed by me."

The man in the burqa sneered and pointed to Xia Tian and pointed to Zhang Mingtuo: "You ghost doctors are in the same vein, and you are really mad. Ivy has no roots and is immortal."

Xia Xia grinned and said: "Coincidentally, I like to kill the immortal things."

"Forget it." The man in the burqa was too lazy to care about so much, and said lightly: "Since your masters and apprentices are here, let's take a trip with me."

Xia Xia looked at Zhang Mingtuo: "Master, where does this idiot want to take you?"

"To travel to southern Xinjiang, are you going?" Zhang Mingtuo said grimly.

"Southern Xinjiang, over there Tianshan?" Xia Xia asked.

"No." Zhang Mingtuo replied: "Southwest, Gudi."

"Oh." Xia Xia nodded, but did not refuse: "It's good, the hometown of Little Long-legged Girl and Little Yiyi's wife is also there, not far away."

Zhang Mingtuo said angrily: "If you want to go, then you go. Anyway, I won't go again."

Xia Xia blinked: "Master, have you been there before?"

"It's up to you." Zhang Mingtuo was too lazy to answer: "If you want to go, then go by yourself. I still want to spend my old age in Zhongnan Mountain."

"You mentor and apprentice, one of you can go." The man in the burqa felt that Xia was quite cooperative, and said with a smile: "Anyway, in the medical school genre, at least two people in each discipline must go to Gu Land."

"Two people?" Xia Tian tilted his head: "Master, do you still have an illegitimate child?"

Zhang Mingtuo glared at Xia Xia: "You have an illegitimate child!"

Xia Xia asked with some doubts: "Then if you don't go, I will go alone, why are two people?"

The man in the burqa smiled and said, "Hehe, Zhang Mingtuo, it seems that you didn't tell you the apprentice of the ghost doctor."

"What can I say." Zhang Mingtuo said uncomfortably: "It's not about Guangzong Yaozong. Although Xia Xia is my apprentice, it has nothing to do with the ghost doctor."

The man in the burqa laughed: "That's not your decision."

"Master, what story did you hide and didn't tell me?" Summer said with some interest: "But forget it, I don't like to listen to it after you said it."

"Do you know that you still have a master, that is your master's master." The man in the burqa explained with a smile, "Forty years ago, they encountered something in Gu Land, and your master directly took him His master threw it there, but he ran out. Do you think he did it right?"

"Yes, what's wrong." Summer yawned.

The man in the burqa was stunned: "You actually said you did it right?"

"I know who the master is." Xia Xia said casually: "Since he left that master and escaped by himself, it means that the master must be a waste and not a good person."

"Why do you define this!" The man in the burqa shouted angrily, "You have not even seen your master, and you just opened your mouth. It seems that you are also a thief who deceives your master!"

Xia Xia was too lazy to say something, but said to Zhang Mingtuo: "Master, if this idiot has nothing to do with you, then I will kill him."

Zhang Mingtuo nodded: "Then kill it."