Today is definitely an important day for Huaihuang, who has lived for more than 800 years.
But it certainly won't be the most important day.
It’s the eighth day of September, and it’s early autumn.
A few ginkgo leaves have fallen down.
And the chess piece in the hands of the person on the opposite side also fell down hard without mercy!
"Haha, Great Immortal, you lost again!"
The green-haired and red-faced old man was so excited that he rolled out three somersaults and then back again. His already red face became even more rosy, with a lot of water vapor coming out.
"Oh, I don't want to play anymore. I haven't won yet."
As usual, Huaihuang was defeated and cheated, and then he was surrounded by a group of old men and women like stars holding the moon.
There were many people talking, some complaining, some reporting peace, and some inviting Huaihuang to a wedding banquet.
It’s hard to believe that many years ago, under the same ginkgo tree, this group of old men, who now have many children and grandchildren, played chess for the first time in their lives when they were young. They also played chess with this ordinary old man in yellow clothes with a kind face.
How many years have passed like this.
This is the Yangxin Palace.
Many years ago, this place was an uninhabited wasteland, with only a ginkgo tree hugged by dozens of people standing here. Later, the Infinite Lord came and built a house here. Later, the Master Wuqi came and opened a house here. A school and a medical center were established here, and later, the immortals set up factories here.
Huaihuang came here today to catch up with these old friends just by the way.
He still has two more important things to do, one of which is to wait for Lu Ran here.
Waiting to finish telling the story of Jueying City with Lu Ran.
As far as the eye can see, where the shade of the big tree points, there are two figures, one of them is very round and the other is very thin, they finally appear slowly.
"I've met old friends, it's time to meet new friends."
Huaihuang stood up, shook off the fallen leaves that had fallen on his clothes for many years, and stepped forward to greet him.
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Mandao Yuan completed the task and left in a hurry.
Huaihuang explained to Lu Ran why this area with this ginkgo tree as the center was called the "Sheep Heart Hall".
First, there was originally a hillside here called Yangxin Slope.
Second, this big tree is called Sheep's Heart Ginkgo, and its leaves look like sheep's hearts.
Third, it is said that this tree was once a place where a king played as a child. One day, the king who was not yet five years old said to his little friends, if I become emperor in the future, I will make you a great general. The Prime Minister and the Great Eunuch.
The fourth reason is that the headquarters of the four most powerful local gangs, "Juedang", "Running Gang", "Outer Dao Sect" and "Po Feng Camp", are all set up here, surrounding this open space under the Sheep Heart Ginkgo tree. The four major gangs are in constant disputes, and this place has become an excellent buffer zone for them to negotiate and reconcile.
In short, like all place names, there are reasons why they sound bad, and there are reasons why they sound good.
Lu Ran followed Huaihuang and looked over. He saw the strange-looking high-rise buildings of the headquarters and the various strange people rushing around in the high-rise buildings. He suddenly understood why Huaihuang wanted to meet him in such a place.
With the immortals' always cautious and safety-oriented style, it is either a heavily guarded fortress like the Immortal Villa, or a market place like this where there is a mixture of fish and dragons and a large number of Qi refiners, not to mention so many immortals opening along the way. The factories look random, but in fact each one has its location carefully arranged.
This is a formation, the second-hand market is also a formation, and the Immortal Land is also a formation. These are all formations that the immortals have carefully laid out over hundreds of years.
But, what exactly are they guarding against? Even when chatting a few words with strangers, you have to be so careful for fear of being overheard.
Lu Ran remembered that among them, Taoist Heitian once raised his finger to the sky and told him not to talk too much. Could it be that what they were guarding against was... God?
Today's weather is indeed not very good.
Huaihuang walked to a small courtyard, stopped, and then gently knocked on a gray door.
"Where is this?" Lu Ran asked quietly from behind.
"Home."
"Whose house is it? Is it your house?"
"No, it's your home."
"Huh? My home?" Lu Ran didn't understand again.
"Yes, have you forgotten that when you gave me that iron flower, I said I would give you three to five houses?" Huaihuang turned around, with a look of evil on his face that should not be seen at his age and status. laugh.
Lu Ran also smiled and said, "I thought you were joking at the time, but I didn't expect that you are still joking today."
Huaihuang suddenly felt a little emotional: "You are a child who is a little too real and doesn't understand that in life, you have to fight for some things."
The door opened with a crash.
This movement happened to cover up Lu Ran's panic.
He almost choked.
You child.
I haven't heard this sentence for a long time.
It's too much like what grandpa once said.
"Stop standing there stupidly, come in and take a look, this is your home."
Huaihuang stretched out his big wrinkled hands and made a gesture to invite him in.
Lu Ran walked into the courtyard and looked around, still a little confused.
The more I read, the more confused I became.
The scenery in the courtyard, the furnishings in the room, and even the texture of the wood on the exterior wall were almost exactly the same as the "home" he had dreamed of in the second-hand market.
"Let's just chat here for a while, okay?"
Huaihuang was pointing to a stone table under a short tree in the courtyard. There happened to be a few stone benches beside the stone table.
The two of them sat down, one on the left and the other on the right. After a while, a beautiful woman brought a pot of tea and placed two teacups gently on it.
"I heard that you wanted to see me for something?"
The two of them took a sip of tea each, but asked almost in unison.
Huaihuang's eyes smiled and he said: "You go ahead and say it, my words will be a bit long."
Lu Ran nodded, took out the two clay dolls from his arms, and said: "These two clay dolls were accidentally obtained from my city. Among them, I want to give the Queen of Heaven to Xu Fu, and this one to Wu De." Master, I want to give it to you."
The smile on Huaihuang's face suddenly disappeared, and then he became extremely serious and solemn.
Lu Ran handed it over casually, but he stood up respectfully, bent his body that was already not very bendable into a "廻" shape, and then stretched out his hands to take the clay doll.
Lu Ran saw his old body trembling, eyes closed tightly, and mumbling words.
The Great Immortal Huaihuang maintained this posture, finished reciting the whisper like chanting sutras, and stood there for another two hundred breaths before he shouted out.
"Master."
Only then did he dare to take a deep breath, open his eyes, and stare at the clay doll.
He remained motionless, watching quietly, as if he was petrified on the spot, and as if he thought of many things at once.
Until Lu Ran saw a familiar little white flower, a paper flower, blown into the yard by the wind from nowhere.
The flower fell on Huaihuang's hand and beside Master Wu Qi.
