Zhang Qiling led the way silently without saying anything.
The blind man waved the flashlight in his hand, and the light reflected the walls of the cave that were carved with time: "Master Hua'er is really smart. He grasped the key points at once. As for why he knows..."
He laughed and said, "It's probably because I know my son Mo Ruofu. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
"I'm very dissatisfied, blind man, did you deceive me as a fool?" Xie Yuchen's voice became even colder in the cold ground, and his eyes were obscure in the darkness.
"Don't think so. How can we treat you like a fool? Master Jiu is obviously handsome and smart, a rare talent in the world." Hei Xiazi's voice was still cynical.
Zhang Qiling, however, did not participate in their conversation and only silently led the way.
"Who are you looking at through the little sun?"
Jie Yuchen suddenly threw a bomb, which shocked the two people. They paused slightly, and countless waves surged in their hearts like water splashing on the calm lake.
Who are you looking at?
Looking at him.
Then the two men continued walking as if nothing had happened.
Seeing that they were silent, Xie Yuchen's lips curved into a smile, and his pleasant voice was particularly hateful in the empty space: "You two, don't think that no one can see it."
Blind in the south and mute in the north, they continued to remain silent.
Jie Yuchen said nonchalantly: "Guess, with a brain as smart as Little Yang's, you can see what your eyes mean sometimes."
There was almost deathly silence in the dark cave, with only the sound of their advancing footsteps.
This question is like a sharp knife, digging out the secrets hidden deep in the flesh and bones of a person. The pain is so painful that the person is almost suffocated, and the flesh and blood are blurred.
Zhang Qiling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and no one knew what kind of mood he was in when he said these words: "My, adoptive father."
The man who smoothed out all the hardships for him, the man who gave him peace and tranquility in the turbulent times, Xie Chen...
Xie Yuchen was shocked, why did the mute Zhang's adoptive father look like Little Yang...
A smile appeared on the corner of Heixiazi's mouth, with a rare bitterness accumulated over the years. He thought that the only person who had the same emotions as him was Zhang Qiling.
Xie Chen has long since faded into the hearts of many people, and the ruthlessness of time has gradually worn away Xie Chen's achievements and amazingness.
He said: "Xie Yuchen, why do you need to expose people's disguises? This is very annoying."
His voice was soft, as if he was flirting.
"He is an old friend, my...mentor, who illuminates my path and life like a lamp."
"What does this have to do with that person? What does Xie Wuyu have to do with him?" Jie Yuchen directly grasped the key points and asked one question after another.
If this is the case, it also explains why these two people are so familiar with this place. If Xie Wuyu is related to the person they mentioned, all this can be explained.
The black blind man said slowly: "They are related by blood. As for this place, he once revealed before leaving that he left something behind."
Xie Yuchen: "Is this what you have been looking for?"
"Yeah." This was Zhang Qiling's voice.
"So..." Xie Yuchen frowned: "How did Xie Xiaoyu know about this place?"
"Um... Ancestor's dream?" Hei Xiazi made an unreliable guess. How could he know this question?
Master Jie was speechless, but after thinking about it... maybe it's not impossible...?
They walked for a while, and a branch made of bronze suddenly appeared in the light of the flashlight. It was full of years and years, and it was very valuable at a glance.
But none of them were short of money, not to mention that Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi had already seen the bronze tree.
Jie Yuchen took two glances and then his mind fell on the person Zhang Qiling and Heixiazi were talking about. The terrain spread downwards. He looked at his feet and turned on the flashlight in his hand. The dust was flying. They hurried all the way towards the bronze Go forward at the bottom of the tree.
It was too quiet.
Jie Yuchen was a little curious and broke the silence: "What kind of person is he?"
"A bastard." This is what the black blind man blurted out.
Zhang Qiling looked back at him, his eyes cold and slightly warning.
Jie Yuchen:..."Then you...are thinking about a bastard?"
The black blind man suddenly turned off the flashlight in his hand and plunged himself into darkness. Then he said slowly: "You can't say that. He is a bastard, but it does not affect him at all. He is a... great person. His personality Charming, absolutely handsome.”
There were two things that the Black Blind Man hated Xie Chen most in his life. One was that Xie Chen abandoned him, and the other was that Xie Chen gave him the light before abandoning him.
[From now on, you use these eyes to see the world for me]
Who wants it! ?
Xie Chen is selfish, strong and ruthless.
What a fucking asshole.
A trace of sourness climbed up the corners of the black blind man's eyes. Few people knew that he had a pair of very beautiful eyes. Those eyes were like a river full of bright stars, enchanting and captivating. It's inappropriate to say that these eyes seemed to be his. It doesn't seem to be his.
He blinked softly and spoke slowly, with a slight smile on each word, as if they were handwriting grinded from his heart: "There is a very popular saying in modern times that is particularly suitable to describe him [when he was young] , Don’t meet someone who is too stunning, otherwise it will be difficult to forget for the rest of your life.], Mr. Hei, I will remember it for the rest of my life when I see you.”
"Oh?" Xie Yuchen raised his eyebrows: "Then what kind of charisma does he have?"
The black blind man smiled implicitly: "I won't tell you, but I will just tell you that a quarter of the small island country's army that invaded our Daxia was killed by him, either indirectly or directly, by joining forces vertically and horizontally, and strategizing .”
"Xie Chen...?!" For a person with such achievements, Xie Yuchen naturally guessed immediately that his grandfather often talked about the man's personality charm. Seventy percent of the reason why the Jie family rose up was because of it. That man.
Or to be more precise, Xie Chen directly gave most of the power and status he gained to the understanding family. What status does his grandfather have? A status where he can go to the Forbidden City to drink tea and watch movies, and what kind of status he has on CCTV after his birthday. Leaders who appear on TV will appear at home to congratulate them.
When Mr. Xie was alive, the Jie family could confidently say that it was one of the families at the top of [power].
Even now, it is the most famous family in Beijing.
Jie Yuchen whispered: "That charisma is really great..."
The black blind man laughed again, with a hint of ridicule: "Master Hua'er, your grandfather should also be impressed by Mr. Xie Da's charm, but don't be embarrassed. Your grandfather is not the only one anyway, so don't feel burdened. "
