Mu Jingyu and the others were thinking hard about how to sneak into the Ice City, and with the noise of people in the wine shop, they didn't even notice that an old man came to their side with the support of a middle-aged man.
"Hahaha, we are all friends." Mr. Ren smiled slightly and immediately interrupted the low-pitched conversation of several people.
Qin Yunchuan waved his left hand under the table, signaling the others to stay calm and not be impulsive. Then he stood up and saluted slightly: "Hello, old gentleman, I wonder if you, the old man, have any advice for us juniors when you come here?"
"That's not the case." Mr. Ren said, "Look, little friend, it's snowing outside at the moment, and all the passers-by have gone to this wine shop to take shelter from the snow and wind. I came late, and there's not even a table left. . I saw that the table where the children were sitting was quite big and there was still one seat. I wanted to bother the children and ask for a seat to sit for a while. "
After everyone heard this, they all took a look at the wine shop and found that, as the old man said, the lobby where there were some seats just now was already filled with pedestrians.
If it were normal, they would not refuse the old man's request. Is it just now... It's too late for them to hide their identity, so what if they dare to sit with strangers casually? Not to mention that the meeting is currently discussing how to sneak into the Ice City, and no outsiders can hear it. Just being in the Han family's sphere of influence, everyone passing by may be a member of the Han family!
Shi Dahong was impatient and said in a buzzing voice: "Hey, I'm sorry, old gentleman. We don't have any seats at this table. I think you still..."
Thinking there, before Shi Dahong finished speaking, the middle-aged man behind the old man had already moved a chair from elsewhere, forced it between Qin Yunchuan and Mu Jingyu, helped Mr. Ren sit down, and himself It stands behind you like an iron tower.
"Haha, look, little friend, although this place is not big, I can still sit down if I am crowded."
Seeing his calm look, Shi Dahong felt angry in his heart. If Shen Mengdie hadn't held him down, he would have stood up and pushed the old man aside.
Now that everyone had sat down, Mu Jingyu sighed helplessly, reluctant to ask him to get up. Just give everyone a wink, don't discuss how to sneak into the Ice City for the time being. After going out for a while, it won't be too late to find a place to discuss.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and the people around the table didn't speak. They could only hear the diners next to them talking.
Thinking there, Mu Jingyu and others didn't want to talk, but the old man didn't notice anything. After looking up at the wine gourd in Mu Jingyu's hand, he motioned Feng Er to get a wine glass from another table. Then he took the wine gourd and poured himself a glass of wine.
"Tsk, tsk, what a good wine, what a good wine! I have lived for sixty or seventy years, and I have never tasted such a fine wine!"
Looking at the old man and smacking his lips, Mu Jingyu secretly said: "You old man are too casual, you just drank my wine without asking!"
Although he felt unhappy in his heart, Mu Jingyu still smiled and said: "It's cold outside. If the old gentleman feels satisfied with the boy's wine, then he can drink a few more glasses."
Seeing that Mu Jingyu was about to refill himself, Mr. Ren waved his hands and said, "That's all, I'm old. Even if I'm greedy for this fine wine, I don't dare to drink more."
Mr. Ren took advantage of a glass of wine and consciously got involved with them. He glanced around the crowd amiably and said with a smile: "I see that these kids are very familiar to each other, and they don't look like people from around here. If My guess is good, you must be rich kids who traveled here from other places."
Qin Yunchuan's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly thought that their identities would not arouse the old man's suspicion. Still keeping a smile on his face, he said: "The old gentleman is right. Several of us are from Cangmangyunzhou. Following the orders of the elders in the family, we traveled together to various states to gain some perspective and experience."
In order to prevent the old man from becoming suspicious, Qin Yunchuan deliberately told the family background of several people in Cangmangyunzhou. Firstly, they tried to avoid getting involved with Junling Mizhou, and secondly, it was also because they had stayed in Cangmangyunzhou for a while. If he asked something, he would be able to tell something.
"Oh, are you all from Cangmangyunzhou?" The old man's eyes brightened obviously. After scanning the crowd, he suddenly stopped on Mu Jingyu's face, tilted his head and looked carefully for a moment before saying: "This little friend... looks familiar to me! He seems to be very similar to an old friend of mine in Cangmangyunzhou. I don't know which town you are in, but is it in the Cangmang Mountains near Yunhai City?"
"Huh?" Mu Jingyu couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart when he heard this. No one except Mo Yunshen knew that he was born in Mujia Village in Cangmang Mountain. But the old man in front of him could tell the truth, so how could he not be surprised?
"Could it be that the old man in front of me has really been to Mujia Village in Cangmang Mountain and met his parents or grandfather? Otherwise, how could he guess that he is from Cangmang Mountain just based on his face?"
Mu Jingyu thought to himself, and couldn't help but nod slightly: "The old man is right, the boy is indeed from the vast mountains. I just dare to ask, do you always recognize my father? Or..."
"That's not the case." Mr. Ren shook his head and said with a smile: "When I was young, I once led a caravan to travel across Kyushu. When passing through the vast mountain border, I was chased by a group of bandits. I lost my way in the mountains and was trapped deep in the mountains. He was rescued by a family nearby. After he was safe, he said goodbye to that family, thinking that he would visit in person in the future to express his gratitude."
"Is it just later? It was delayed due to various things. It has been more than twenty years since we left, and I have never been to Cangmang Mountain since then. Although I can't go back to thank you, I still remember my benefactor's voice and smile. After more than twenty years, I I dare not forget it. I saw my little friend today and saw that your face was almost the same as that of my benefactor, so I rashly asked you."
Mu Jingyu is only eighteen or nineteen years old this year, so of course he has no idea about what happened more than twenty years ago. Moreover, neither his parents, grandpa, nor Grandpa Niu mentioned this matter, so how could he know whether it was true or false?
But according to the character of my parents and grandpa, if they encounter this, they will definitely come to the rescue. If you think about it this way, what the old man in front of you said will most likely be true.
However, Mu Jingyu still kept it in mind and did not admit his life experience. He brought the matter to a close with one sentence: "I am still young. I was not born more than 20 years ago. I have never heard from my father. After mentioning this matter, the old man must have admitted his mistake."
"Maybe I made a mistake, after all, it's been so many years." The old man laughed.
While they were talking, the two waiters finally finished their work. In the blink of an eye, they saw that Mu Jingyu's table had not been greeted yet, so they quickly separated one person and came to the side.
Just as he was about to ask them what they wanted to order, when he saw the old man, his attitude immediately became respectful: "Oh my, I didn't see Mr. Ren coming. I was so negligent just now. I hope the old man will forgive me."
"It doesn't matter." Mr. Ren smiled and waved his hand and said: "Today, I was passing by this place and suddenly encountered a snowstorm. I wanted to come to your place to have a glass of wine to warm up. I happened to meet these little friends and felt quite connected. When you bring the best wine and food in the store, don't neglect them."
"I understand, I understand. Don't worry, Mr. Ren."
Seeing him nodding and bowing respectfully and retreating, Mu Jingyu and others felt puzzled, secretly wondering what kind of identity this old man had that actually allowed the waiter to treat him with such respect. If you don't figure out his identity, you will never feel at ease.
After thinking about this, Mu Jingyu first said a few polite words, and then asked: "Old sir, I see that this store owner is very familiar with you. He must be someone from nearby."
Mr. Ren smiled and said: "Haha, you are right, I am from the Ice City not far away."
At the three-word exit of Ice City, Mu Jingyu and the others became alert. Unconsciously moving away from Mr. Ren, Su Yingying and Shen Mengdie secretly held the weapons in their sleeves to guard against Mr. Ren and the middle-aged man behind them at any time.
Mu Jingyu winked, signaling them not to be nervous. This place is near Ice City. This old man is from Ice City, so there is nothing to be nervous about. But Mr. Ren's next words made Mu Jingyu's heart tense.
"Speaking of which, I have been staying with the Han family in Ice City for no less than fifty years. I have long been of no use at this age. If the head of the family hadn't kept me here because I had worked hard for the Han family for many years, I am retiring in a manor eighty miles outside the city. I am an old man and I don’t know where I will live.”
He is from the Han family in Ice City! Mu Jingyu's palms hidden under the table were sometimes clenched and sometimes loosened. Consider his origins and the meaning of his words.
If he had seen through his identity, he didn't need to get close to a few people, he could just recruit people to surround him or follow him. If he didn't see through it... Mu Jingyu didn't believe it. After Han Wenyuan got the news about Han Yao, he must be on guard at all times. How could he tolerate them sneaking into Ice City secretly?
After thinking about it, there is only one possibility, that is, as the old man said, because he is old and is supported by Han Wenyuan in the manor, he does not know some of the secret things.
Thinking of this, Mu Jingyu decided to change the topic: "What the old man said is that when you get older, it's natural to take care of yourself."
"That's right." Mr. Ren said, "I see that you guys are going to Ice City. I wonder if my guess is right."
Yes, of course you guessed it right! But what if he guessed it right? Will Mu Jingyu still admit it? What if he is the person sent by Han Wenyuan to find out the news?
Mu Jingyu smiled and said: "Haha, is this...the old gentleman guessed wrong! A few of us are just passing through here and have no intention of going to Ice City. When the wind and snow outside stop, we will find a way to go south. , returned to Cangmangyunzhou."
"My friend, what you said is wrong!" Mr. Ren shook his hand and said, "I am not boasting, the scenery in Ice City is very good. If you have enough time, you can go to the city for a walk. Isn't it..."
When Mr. Ren said this, he suddenly changed the subject and said: "It's just that there are too many prostitutes in the city. I think they are all talented men and women, and they have no cultivation. If you encounter a bad person, it will be difficult to escape."
"Feng Er, go to the carriage and bring me my Qiankun bag. I have a good rapport with a few friends, so I gave them a few things as a gift."
After Feng Er said yes, he quickly left the wine shop. After braving the wind and snow to retrieve a Qiankun bag, he handed it to Mr. Ren respectfully.
As Mu Jingyu and others looked at each other, they took out a few human skin masks from the Qiankun bag and stuffed them into the hands of Qin Yunchuan beside him without any explanation: "No, these masks were used by the old man to hide his identity when he traveled around Kyushu. For use. Now that I am getting older, I’m afraid I won’t be able to use it anymore, so I’ll give it to you guys.”
"This..." Qin Yunchuan lowered his head and looked at these human skin masks, then looked at Mu Jingyu, wondering what to do.
Mr. Ren deliberately put on an angry face and said, "Why, are you still worried that I will frame you?"
"That's not true..." Qin Yunchuan held the mask as thin as a cicada's wings with two fingers and probed it with his true energy, but found nothing unusual. But even so, he didn't dare to accept Mr. Ren's things rashly. Who knows if there is anything in it!
"Oh, by the way, I have a small object here. It is a thought I left after being rescued by my benefactor. No matter whether you are a descendant of your benefactor or not, please accept it. If so, then It's the best. If not, please help me find it when I return to the Cangwu Mountain in the future. No matter what the result is, I will be grateful."
Holding the ring that Mr. Ren handed over involuntarily, Mu Jingyu felt a familiar feeling flow into his blood and unconsciously held the ring in his hand.
