Opposite the Qinghe River is the third rudder, the hall.
The bearded man took out his ears twice and asked again the subordinate who came to report, "Who do you think is coming?"
The man Qingyue's casual tone came from outside the hall, "This is my seat."
The bearded man turned around and sat back on the luxurious stone chair covered with animal skins. Without raising his eyes, he said, "I didn't ask you, so get out."
The gang members who came to report the news immediately left the scene, lest the two giant Buddhas fight later, and he, an innocent fish in the pond, would suffer.
"In the past, when I met Gang Leader Hu, I at least knew how to be polite. Today, it is rare for Bai to come to the door in person, but you are not even polite. Is this the way to treat guests at Pier 12?" Bai Xiaofeng walked into the hall with a smile and looked for Zhang at random. On the chair, take out the veil, put it on the cushion, and sit down.
The bearded man raised his eyelids and said, "Oh, I haven't seen the owner of the 100th floor treat me as a guest."
"I'm one of my own, so I don't want to be separated from you. I'm here to invite you for something."
You really know how to hit a snake with a stick, "What's the matter?"
"I'm going to Longyuan Youshan after the new year. Please ask Gang Leader Hu to show me the way."
The bearded man's narrow and cruel eyes suddenly cooled down, and his eyes were cold, "Bai Xiaofeng, you have investigated me a long time ago, right?"
Bai Xiaofeng smiled and dusted off his sleeves, "If you want to get around in Fengyun City, it is natural to have as detailed information about your opponents as possible. Don't be offended, Gang Leader Hu."
"Hu can't help with this." The bearded man withdrew his gaze and clasped his hands into fists at his sides, "Master Bai, please hire someone else."
"There is still some time before departure. Gang Leader Hu is not in a hurry to make a conclusion. He will think about it slowly." Bai Xiaofeng did not appear angry and still smiled, but the casual meaning in his smile was much lessened. "Given Gang Leader Hu today, Ability, Youshan is not a scourge, don’t you think so?”
After saying that, the man stood up and elegantly closed his sleeves, "You're all here. Let's have a meal at Su's house tonight. Leader Hu, I'm waiting for you to come over and have a drink."
Outside the hall, the gang members who were responsible for the report were surprised to see Bai Xiaofeng leave intact, "There was no fight this time? Are you reconciled?"
Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of smashing things in the hall.
"..." It was too early to speak.
…
At night in Fengyun City, everything is lively and noisy.
People who had just had a fight during the day were sitting together drinking in the evening. Their voices were so high that they could pass through the walls, adding a lively atmosphere to the huge White Mansion.
It's just that this atmosphere alone avoids the martial arts training ground.
The wind in December was bitterly cold, and it made a harsh and scary sound when it blew past the weapon racks on the sidelines.
The figure in white clothes in the field holds a soft sword like a frightening phoenix and a dragon. His moves are clean and neat, the blade is sharp and domineering, and his control of power is almost perfect.
The snowflakes fell silently, flying one after another, densely.
The young man turned a blind eye, his figure fluttering in the snow, and his fluttering clothes were as cold and hard as a blade.
The girl's pale face flashed over and over in her mind, and the soft sword in her hand became even more fierce.
After knowing each other for many years, he had never seen Tianbao afraid of anything. No matter what time, his face always had an almost indifferent calm.
What was it that made her feel so uncomfortable?
He knew that Tianbao had inner demons.
But he couldn't bear to ask.
That would necessitate opening up her scars and making them bleed again.
Next to the hanging flower arch outside the martial arts arena, two figures had been standing furtively for a long time, with a thick layer of snowflakes covering their heads and shoulders.
"Master, you have to go and persuade me. The young master has been practicing for three hours! If you let him continue to practice, this, this -" Isn't it possible that he died of exhaustion on the training ground?
The housekeeper was holding his sleeves and shivering with cold. He and the head of the family had been standing here for more than two hours.
He is too old to be useful anymore. If he stands for a while longer, he may leave earlier than the young master.
Bai Kui was worried, "If I could be persuaded, I would have gone up a long time ago, and I would have stood here as a stone of hope. It's not like you don't know, after so many years, when did Yu'er listen to me? Only I listen to my son. share.”
The cold wind rustled and the snow fell, and both the master and the servant sighed.
"Butler, go to the cellar and get the jar of wine collected by the young master."
When the wine was brought, Bai Kui took off his cloak and threw it to the butler. Step onto the training ground.
"Son, you have been practicing for so long. Come here and take a break. I brought the wine you hid in the cellar. Do you like to drink this kind of sweet stuff? Dad will take advantage of you today and taste it with you. !”
Bai Kui walked to the steps behind the weapons rack, swept the snow off the steps at will, and sat down.
The young man drew back his sword, his thin dance practice clothes already soaked with sweat, and his chest rose and fell more violently than usual. There was no confusion in the breath, it was still very stable.
He walked to the steps. Sit down next to the man.
Bai Kui opened the lid of the wine jar and took a sip from the jar. The sweet smell of wine made his facial features squeeze together, "Why do you like to drink this kind of thing?"
Bai Yu said nothing, took the wine jar and took a sip.
"Dad, do you like mom?" Bai Yu asked as he raised his head slightly and looked at the gray shadows floating down above.
"Nonsense, how come I don't like you?"
"Were you sad when mother left?"
Bai Kui was stunned for a moment, and naturally felt sad... He reached out to the young man's forehead, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? Son, you have never talked about this with dad before."
After that, he patted the young man on the shoulder and asked him to get up, "I'll let someone boil the hot water. You go back to your room and take a hot bath. If the wind blows for a while, your clothes will freeze."
The young man turned his head and glanced at him, then pushed the jar of wine over, "You opened this jar of wine, taste it slowly, and remember to finish it."
"..." Your father only answered a few words, and you started to cheat on me?
The young man picked up his sword and left, returning to the martial arts training ground to continue drinking wind and swallowing snow.
Bai Kui held most of the jar of wine and looked at the sky.
well.
What was he talking about?
Can't persuade.
In the Bai family, I am the only one who listens to my son.
…
The New Year is coming.
Happy Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the door of an inhabited house in Tubei Village.
The Huo family yard was noisy, full of villagers coming to ask for words.
The Su family's courtyard is no less generous. One ear of wheat can be as noisy as half a village.
"Sister Tianbao, please take me with you this time, okay? Old Poison can go with you, why can't I? Do you know how lonely I am when you are not at home? No one to play with, no one to accompany me It hurts no one, it’s just the cabbage wilted by frost in the vegetable garden in winter!”
Next to the brazier in the main room, Xiaomai Sui relied on the fact that she was a girl and rolled around like a baby on the girl's body.
Su Wu covered his ears in pain, "Wheat Sui, please, please lend me a few steps to talk. Can you go to the door and yell? Repeat what you just said, especially the last sentence, so Master and Master can listen!"
This kind of sound-killing skill can kill people invisible, my mother-in-law!
Wheatear raised his chin, "When I can beat you with one finger, I will come to the door and scream!"
The rest of the people are used to the fact that their facial expressions remain unchanged, and the average person has two balls of cotton in their ears.
