He Has a Dragon

Where is my house?

For an orphan like Wang Le, who is a childless fatherless mother, and lacks a natural sense of security in his bones, there may never be a real answer.

When Wang Le's thoughts were chaotic, a squeak sounded, and the door of the mansion opened from the inside, revealing a small gap. A man with gray hair tied in a wooden clog, wearing a half-old cyan silk robe, wrinkled his face. The pleated old servant poked his head out of the door.

When the old servant saw Ji Yang standing outside the door, he immediately rejoiced, quickly opened the door, then let it go aside, and asked, "Have you said that you are going out for a few days? Why come back now? Anymore? "

Jiyang crossed the high threshold, and did not forget to laugh back and said, "The plan cannot keep up with the change."

When all three entered the mansion, the old servant closed the door again, and Jiyang began to introduce each other to the two who met for the first time.

The old servant was named Li Hongru. She was first an outsider disciple of Nanhua Guan. Because of her limited talents, she could not be promoted to become an inner disciple for many years of practice, but she did not want to leave Nanhuaguan.

After the introduction was completed, Li Hongru smiled and said to Wang Le: "When I went out a few days ago, I still thought that my son wanted to come to South China from the secular world. The journey was dangerous and I was worried!"

After a pause, Li Hongru continued to say, "My son just came to Nanhua Guan, and his eyes were discredited. If there is any need, tell the old slave to do it immediately."

I saw Wang Le smiled and nodded: "Uncle Li, that junior will be welcome, and you will be troubled by that time."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Hongru with a smile on his face quickly waved back and said, "What trouble is there? These are the internal affairs of the old slave, and the son need not be so polite,"

As soon as Wang Le was about to speak, Jiyang smiled and stopped, "They are both of you, so don't bother to come."

Immediately, Jiyang instructed Li Hongru: "Let the kitchen get something to eat. Benzu and Xiaole hurried for a day and haven't eaten anything. Now their stomach is empty!"

Li Hongru quickly. Then he retreated.

Immediately, Jiyang led Wang Le across the empty field, about the size of a football field, covered with green slate, no flowers and trees, and walked to the main house located in the middle of the mansion.

Wang Le, who was behind his grandfather Jiyang, looked at the environment and construction in the mansion left and right, and it was indeed much larger than Bai Yujing, the old Yang mansion that had disappeared.

Simple and not luxurious. Simple but atmospheric.

This is exactly the feeling the whole mansion brought to Wang Le.

As the young and old walked through the extra empty space under the moonlight and walked into the long-lit main house living room. Wang Leqing couldn't help but show a strange face, and asked, "Grandpa, in such a big place, except for Uncle Li, why haven't I seen anyone else?"

Jiyang smiled and sat on the teacher's chair in the living room, and greeted Wang Le, who also sat down. Then he replied: "My grandfather has always been used to clean, so in addition to Uncle Li, there is only one chef and one general servant in the house. "

Jiyang then said to Wang Le: "If you have few suspects, I will hire a few more servants from outside the door tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Le shook his head without hesitation and refused: "Forget it, grandchildren, like you, are also quiet people."

Jiyang hummed, and didn't say much, after all, this is a trivial matter.

Immediately after seeing Wang Le's initiative to shift the subject, he asked: "Grandpa, grandchildren remember that Li Mubai also seems to belong to outside students."

Jiyang replied: "That's right. Li Mubai has martial arts talents, but his heart beats erraticly. In addition, he suffered an accident and serious illness when he was a teenager, destroying the foundation. Therefore, he is still in a state of martial arts today and cannot be promoted to become Disciple. "

Stuck. Jiyang turned again and continued, "But the boy's family has a deep root with his master, and when the opportunity comes, he will become an inner disciple sooner or later."

Wang Le was about to speak, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, then he looked out of the gate.

Jiyang sat across the table for a moment, then looked out the door.

Within a few seconds. I saw a thin old man wearing grey cotton jerseys, almost the same age as Li Hongru, who was so ordinary he couldn't think of it in a blink of an eye, appeared in the sight with the tea, and entered the living room respectfully.

Obviously, this is the only miscellaneous officer in the house.

When the old man put the tea in the wooden plate on the table, Wang Le glanced at the other person intentionally or unintentionally, and jumped for no reason, his eyes narrowed, and then he returned to nature.

After the silent old man respectfully exited the living room, Ji Yang suddenly said, "He was born deaf."

"Eh!" Wang Le touched his nose, showing a touch of relief. He grew up in an orphanage from an early age. Of course, he was born with a disability and knew more than others.

People like the old man who are not born with hearing are often dumb.

Wang Le knows more that people like this are often paranoid and have strong willpower, which is far from ordinary people.

After turning his heart, Wang Le took up the tea cup and drank hot tea, and then said half-jokingly: "Grandpa, although there are few people in your house, they are all masters!"

Jiyang grinned, pointed at Wang Le and cursed with a smile: "You are a little slipper, you can't hide anything from you."

Then the Jiyang dialect turned around and shook his head: "Hong Ru is not a master of martial arts, but the tea-handling grandfather, if he consults with him normally, the victory is great, but if life and death fight, then he won't win."

"Eh!" Wang Le raised an eyebrow suddenly, his eyes flashed with surprise, because his grandfather was a master of martial arts.

Although Wang Le just felt intuitively that the old man of mixed service was not easy, but he did not expect it to be so powerful.

Turning my heart around ~ www.readwn.com ~ Wang Le couldn't help but be a little speechless: "The boy always thought that there was no other master of martial arts except the grandfather and your three brothers."

At this point, Wang Le shook his head and said with emotion: "The bottom line of this millennium really isn't covered. Nanhua's concept of hiding a dragon and a tiger! This way Suner's heart is much more solid."

"Oh!" Jiyang almost sprayed the tea just in his mouth, and stared at Wang Le with a bad temper, cursing: "Well, you stupid boy, you have so little confidence in Nanhuaguan!"

Wang Le: "........."

When Jiyang saw Wang Le's face was dull, he looked like he hadn't heard it. He was angry and funny. He reluctantly scolded his tiredness and relied on the goods. So he turned the topic and stared at his grandson. How did your boy cultivate? When the deaf old man brought tea, you discovered it before me. "

I saw Wang Dashao's wry expression, hehe smiled and said, "You don't forget the grandchildren's feet. You could climb out of the blood of the corpse and blood alive. Of course, the intuition you learned is certainly not the same. You do n’t have to make a fuss when you find it. "

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