I want it all

The old man Hushui flinched and said in a low voice, "It's not...Xiangnu..."

It was the first time for Shen Feiyun to see the old man being so cowardly, and he felt pity in his heart.

This old man had moments of murder without blinking an eye, and humble moments of kowtowing and begging for mercy, but it was the first time that he was worried about gains and losses because of a word from others, and he was like a beggar begging along the street with his peerless martial arts.

But Su Chao's expression was indifferent, and Wu Xiang's expression was even more unkind, obviously showing no mercy at all, and he might not know how to bother the old man in his heart.

"Hero Zhao, you have misunderstood the person." Su Chao smiled, "My wife and I just want to have a peaceful breakfast and don't want to cause trouble. If you save face, please don't bother us and leave quickly."

He said the words "Daxia Zhao" in a very contemptuous tone, and called the old man Hushui a hero, but he didn't think so.

The old man of Hushui clenched his fists, swallowed his anger, and said in a good voice: "I didn't come to disturb you, I..."

Su Chao was too lazy to listen to his words, and had a deep-rooted prejudice against him, so he interrupted directly: "If you appear within three feet, it can be regarded as a complete interruption."

"You!" The old man Hushui was furious immediately.

But he looked at Wu Xiang's face, and found that his daughter was actually happy because of her husband's protection, so his anger subsided, so he had to calm down.

"I'll just say a few words." He came forward with one or two objects, and said flatteringly, "Xiangnu, look what this is, I found it for you."

Old Man Hushui raised his left hand and placed a cage by the table.

The cage is shining golden, obviously made of pure gold, about the size of a three or four-year-old child, the filigree carvings are extremely intricate, one can tell that the cost is expensive.

This is a birdcage with a beautiful blue bird standing on a gold wire.

Shen Feiyun recognized it at a glance, and couldn't help sighing: "This is the green songbird on the bamboo. I heard that it is only found on the tear-spotted bamboo in the extreme south. The tear-spotted bamboo blooms every two years, and dies after blooming, so the tear-spotted bamboo blooms. Mottled bamboos don’t grow very tall, they are small and exquisite, they can only be fed by the extreme southern humidity and heat, but there are not many of them.”

"That's right." The old man of the lake nodded, very pleased with himself, "The green songbird only inhabits the tear-spotted bamboo, because they only drink the red tears that flow from the spotted bamboo. I spent a lot of effort and finally caught this green songbird , moved a tear-spotted bamboo."

Such painstaking efforts are just for Bo's daughter to smile.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help being a little moved.

He looked at Wu Xiang and his wife, but they seemed to have a heart of stone. They didn't think this "feat" was worth touching, let alone being moved by it.

Under such a situation, Shen Feiyun was naturally inconvenient to intervene, and was even a little embarrassed, regretting not leaving early, sitting here was simply unnecessary.

"Xiangnu, this is for you." The old man Hushui pushed the birdcage over, "When I was a child, I trampled to death a sparrow of yours, and you were so angry that you ignored me for several months, and then I didn't see you for a long time once."

Hearing this sentence, Shen Feiyun understood.

——The old man in the lake didn't catch the green songbird on bamboo for no reason, but to make up for the wrong thing he committed more than ten years ago.

After trampling a sparrow to death, I use the most precious green songbird on the bamboo to offer it like a treasure, but Wu Xiang doesn't appreciate it.

"I forgot, why did you remind me and make me remember again." Wu Xiang said coldly.

She paused slightly, and continued: "I have forgotten many things. It is best to bury them in a bottomless and dark place, and never remember them again. But when you appeared in front of me, the decayed smell of the past floated over again. , I just feel disgusted."

The old man Hushui had tears in his eyes, and he called out pitifully: "Xiangnu..."

"You are far away from me, which is the best care for me." Wu Xiang turned his head away and did not look at Old Man Hushui.

"Xiangnu!" The old man of Hushui was about to cry, "Look at this one more time, I'll give you all of these, take a look..."

He raised his right hand, put the box on the table, opened the box, and inside was a thick bank note.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help but glanced at them. They were all with a face value of 100 taels. It seemed that there were hundreds of them. These bank notes added up to not only a few 10 taels, but also tens of thousands, enough for ordinary people to use for several lifetimes.

The old man Hushui said again: "I have set up a manor in Chang'an, and the house is bigger than the previous one. Xiangnu, come back and have a look when you have time...Xiangnu..."

Wu Xiang pushed away the thing in front of him, frowned and said, "Ask Mommy, if she agrees, I will visit you during the Chinese New Year; if she disagrees, we will stop dating in the future."

Shen Feiyun secretly laughed in his heart, the "Mother" Wu Xiang said was Hanniang.

With Hanniang's temper, if the old man Hushui dared to start, she would beat him up with a whip, and it would be fine if he didn't chase him away, how could he agree.

The old man Hushui put in so much effort, he must have found Han Niang long ago, and he was so embarrassed that he thought of currying favor with Xiang Nu.

Shen Feiyun let out a long sigh, picked up the plate and left, and walked to the square table where everyone gathered.

Halfway through, there was a loud bang.

A man in red fell from upstairs, just in front of him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

What followed was vehement yelling: "Fuck, what kind of bastards are you, dare to threaten my aunt, and treat me as a bully?"

Shen Feiyun laughed, it was Shi Hongying's voice.

He looked up and saw a beautiful woman with disheveled hair, holding an iron gun in her hand, cursing non-stop.

The sound of "dada" footsteps sounded in the stairwell, and Yan Si ran downstairs in a hurry, walked up to Shen Feiyun without looking sideways, and helped up the holy fire cultist on the ground.

"Shi Hongying!" Yan Si turned around and looked up at the second floor, "You bully people too much! Although our Holy Fire Cult is not as good as before, we don't allow people to bully us. If you do this, you are riding on our heads and acting wild!"

Shen Feiyun stepped around the group of people, walked to the square table, and slowly put down the dinner plate in his hand.

He took out the silk handkerchief from his arms, wiped his mouth calmly, then put the silk handkerchief on the dinner plate, turned around with a smile, and looked lively.

Shi Hongying and Yan Si had already scolded each other.

Shi Hongying has been wandering in the market for many years, and she picked out what to say to say hello, and she scolded very skillfully, which made everyone burst into laughter after a while.

"Your minion was rude to me, with dirty hands and feet. I beat him, and you still blamed me for being a bully, as if I was some kind of bully who bullied the weak. I think he is itchy. I just Beat him up, and it's cheaper for him.

"If you think I'm not doing well, I'll change it and pull out the male dog in the backyard to breed him. Otherwise, I'll send him to heaven and die on my territory. Naturally, I will As a landlord, every Tomb-sweeping day, we must visit his tomb and offer incense.”

While speaking, Shi Hongying lifted her left foot, stepped on the low pole, leaned her elbow on the railing and rested her chin. In her glamorous and mature face, she forcibly extruded a trace of innocence and kindness.

It's just that she holds the iron gun tightly in her right hand, and she will never relax.

There are many iron guns inserted into the railing on the second floor, which is quite a warning, telling the crowd in the hall - don't make trouble, at least never do anything in Luoying Pavilion.

Yan Si endured it, sneered, spoke vaguely, and retorted:

"Now you are relying on the top and domineering. Our Holy Fire Cult is declining, and you think you can trample us under your feet. Feng Shui turns around, and if you don't keep it right, you will have time to ask us in the future. I advise you to have a hand in everything, so that there is a Back off, don't talk too much."

"Yo, keep a hand in everything?" Shi Hongying shook her head with a smile, "I like to leave a way out, so as not to rush forward like you, and die without a place to die. But I will never keep a hand on people like you. I have always been careful about the Holy Fire Cult. Do absolutely.

"I didn't take advantage of your decline to beat the dog in the water. When Mo Wuya was alive, I didn't show mercy. I know that this is a big problem. If you come to ask me to do something, I won't agree, just because of you Hate me to death."

She paused for a while, and said firmly: "There is only blood and deep hatred between us, and there is no benefit at all."

If Yan Si hadn't been desperate, he wouldn't have come to beg Shi Hongying.

But he let go of the enmity between Mo Wuya and Wu Hang, but Shi Hongying didn't believe that someone could ignore hatred and only seek benefits.

In Shi Hongying's heart, one must be cautious when seeking profit, and not form an alliance with enemies, so as not to capsize and drown in the future.

Yan Si was calm and steady, but this time he was so angry that he yelled at him.

"Shi Hongying, you idiot! Everyone is betting their wealth and life in this gamble. Do you think you can please both sides? No one is stupid and can let the idiot take advantage of you. Just wait and see. Guaranteed to have you to look good! You will definitely be worse than us in the future!"

When Shi Hongying heard this, she didn't take it to heart and laughed out loud.

She got up, pointed at Yan Si's nose, and said loudly: "You are a loyal dog under Mo Wuya. It was just the last days of his life, and he saw his painstaking efforts ruined. Now that the Holy Fire Sect is in decline, you No matter how much you look down on me, if you hate me for killing Mo Wuya and Wu Hang, you have no choice but to come and beg me."

She laughed as she talked: "This is so dilapidated, you dare to laugh at me. Let me tell you, I don't know what happens after death, but I'm in charge of everything in life. As long as I, Shi Hongying is alive, Luoying Pavilion will be glorious every day." !"

Wearing a purple shirt, Shi Hongying is not afraid of the cold in winter, and has a graceful figure; when she speaks, her expression is flying, high-spirited, and extremely heroic.

She raised her hand and was shocked, and the iron gun fell heavily on the wooden board.

"Whoever dares to see my joke, I will make him into a joke!"

After saying this sentence, she suddenly flew down from the second floor, floated in front of Yan Si in two or three, raised her iron gun, and lightly opened her thin lips: "If you want to ask me to do something, you must either convince me or persuade me."

"Good!" Everyone in the hall stood up and applauded.

Some people even forgot to put down the porcelain bowl, and looked into the hall with their heads in the hot porridge.

Of course Shen Feiyun knew that Shi Hongying's martial arts were superb, but it was rare to see Shi Hongying make a move.

Seeing Shi Hongying showing lightness kung fu, and listening to her breathing, he immediately judged that Yan Si was not her opponent.

The author has something to say: Looking back at Chapter 72, I found that Shi Hongying was stupid, so I covered my face. This chapter highlights her, making her not so stupid.

After I finished writing, I found that the long gun was actually a shield word, so I changed it to an iron gun.