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Volume 3 Smiling Proud Chapter 115 Visiting

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    Chapter 115: Coming to the door

    Mr. Song is tall, sitting there, and he has a powerful look. He has white hair, a silver beard, and a ruddy face, like a baby. You can tell at a glance that he has good health skills.

    Before he was forty years old, his swordsmanship was very strong. After he was forty years old, he rarely used the sword. He spent most of his time reading and practicing boxing. He was free of thought and sincerely devoted to the Tao all day long.

    Although he has sharp swordsmanship and decisive killing, as soon as the sword is sheathed, his murderous aura disappears without a trace. His personality is extremely kind. No matter who he treats, he has the attitude of a good old man and is cheerful and not angry, so he is  He is very popular in the martial arts world.

    Later, he devoted himself to pursuing Taoist Wuwei and stayed in Songjiapu all day long. He never appeared in the martial arts world again. People thought that he had retired to the mountains and forests and was not interested in worldly affairs.

    Although he no longer takes action, he has nothing to do and devotes his entire mind to training his disciples. He is skillful in training and teaches students in accordance with their aptitude. All of his disciples are extraordinary. Not only can they inherit his mantle, but some are better than others.  potential.

    Zhou Huairen is his eldest disciple, and he has always been by his side, teaching by words and deeds. Not only has he inherited the Soul-Chasing Sword Technique, but he has also acquired its essence, which is much better than what he did back then, which is enough to comfort him throughout his life.

    Zhou Huairen is tall and tall, with a face like a crown of jade, a straight nose and a square mouth, and bright and upright eyes. People will have a good impression of him at first sight, and feel that this person must be an upright and reliable person.

    Seeing the master's gloomy face and silence, Zhou Huairen spoke up and said, "Master, don't worry. After the birthday banquet, the disciple will go out personally to recover the sword manual."

    "Alas, these four junior brothers of yours are so unlucky!" Mr. Song shook his head.

    "Master, I can't blame them," Zhou Huairen smiled and defended: "They chased them to Zhixin Temple. The young monk from Zhixin Temple was good at martial arts and helped the little girl block it for a while. The little girl may have learned  He has learned our soul-chasing sword manual and knows the swordsmanship of our junior brothers very well, so he finally used the soul-chasing finger and still lost."

    "Have they cultivated themselves now?" Mr. Song snorted, his silver beard trembling.

    Zhou Huairen nodded: "I've taken Yiqi Pills and I'm about to recover."

    "Alas" Mr. Song stroked his silver beard and let out a long sigh.

    He really didn¡¯t expect that such a weird thing would happen to him when he was old, and a little girl would come to bully him, but he could do nothing about it.

    "Master, the banquet is about to start outside. Disciples will take care of these small matters, so master doesn't have to worry anymore!" Zhou Huairen advised.

    "Okay!" Mr. Song stood up and took a long breath: "Just do what you want. If you can't hurt others, don't hurt them!"

    "Yes, don't worry, Master!" Zhou Huairen nodded in agreement, stepped forward to help Mr. Song, and started to walk out.

    Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

    The two stopped and Zhou Huairen said, "What's the matter?!"

    "Master, here is a greeting card." An old voice came from outside, but it was Song Da, Mr. Song's companion boy.

    This Song Da has been following Mr. Song since he was a child. He learned martial arts not in swordsmanship but in palm skills. His skills are quite high. However, he has always been by Mr. Song's side. Instead of wandering the world alone, he is willing to be unknown and has won the respect of everyone in the Song family.

    "It turns out to be Uncle Song, please come in quickly." Zhou Huairen hurriedly stepped forward and opened the door.

    Standing outside the door was a thin man with a delicate appearance. He looked quite elegant and did not look like a servant at all.

    He was holding a greeting card in his hand and stood calmly in front of the door. When he saw the door open, he stepped in and closed the door.

    "Song Da, which big shot would you like to trouble you to deliver in person?" Mr. Song stroked his silver beard and said with a smile.

    Although he and Song Da are masters and servants, they are like friends and they often like to joke. Seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh.

    Song Da is the chief steward of the Song Dynasty. He rarely takes care of things now. His eldest son is a smart and capable person. Most of the decisions are made by the people below, so there is no need to bother him.

    This time, it was Mr. Song¡¯s fiftieth birthday. Mr. Song took charge personally and took care of everything in an orderly manner without any mistakes.

    Although his eldest son is smart and capable, since he took over as housekeeper, Mr. Song has kept himself to himself and rarely interacts with people in the martial arts world. Therefore, he has not seen any big scenes, and he is really worried.

    "Master, you will know after you look at it." General Song handed it over with both hands.

    Mr. Song chuckled and took a look. The smile on his face suddenly condensed. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Mr. Song, his eyes twinkling: "It's really him?!"

    "That's right!" Song laughed and nodded.

    "Master, who is it?!" Zhou Huairen was curious and reached out to take the greeting card handed over by his master.

      After opening it and taking a quick glance, his eyes turned from curiosity to surprise, and he hurriedly asked: "XiaoYihan? Is itJinghong Yijian Xiao Yihan?!"

    "It's indeed Xiao Yihan who struck the sword with his sword!" Song Da nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "It's so honorable for me, Xiao Yihan personally congratulates me on his birthday!"

    Mr. Song stroked his silver beard, frowned lightly, and shook his head: "I think I don't have that much face, so I must have other things"

    He is quite self-aware. He is only a master of one side. Because he retired early and behaves in a low-key manner, he only has a little reputation in the martial arts world. Compared with a master like Jinghong Yijian, he is a world away, like a person from two different worlds.

    "No matter what it is, sir, let's invite people in first and then talk about it?!" Song Da reminded.

    Mr. Song hurriedly slapped his forehead and said hurriedly: "That's right, Huairen, quickly follow your master to meet this hero Xiao!"

    So, the three of them hurried out of the study room. When they walked to the hall, people in the hall stood up one after another, clasped their fists in congratulations, and it was very lively.

    Mr. Song had a smile on his face, and kept returning the greetings with his fists clasped, but he did not stop walking. He clasped his fists while striding out.

    People were quite curious, wondering what Mr. Song was going to do. Suddenly, they thought for a moment, could it be that some big shot came?

    Outside the gate of the Song Mansion, Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt, standing with his hands behind his back. On one side was Xiao He, who was accompanying him pretty. On the other side, Huang Sisi twisted her waist, pouting her lips, with a reluctant look on her face.

    People coming and going all pay attention to this. Xiaohe is beautiful and moving, like a graceful lotus. Huang Sisi is as delicate and beautiful as peach blossoms, which is even better.

    Xiao Yuesheng has an ordinary appearance, like an ordinary person, but standing between the two beautiful women, he is immediately very conspicuous and eye-catching.

    "Is this the hero Jinghong Yijian Xiao Yihanxiao?!" one of the people next to him asked in a low voice, quite uncertain.

    "No way, Master Xiao is not in Luoyang, how can he be here?!" the person next to him retorted.

    The person from before nodded, and he thought it was unlikely. He had already left Luoyang very early in order to celebrate Mr. Song's birthday. The formation outside Luoyang City was not in a hurry. He wanted to break the formation, but it was far away.  Not less than ten days and a half month's work.

    At that time, Xiao Yihan was still in Luoyang City. Could it be possible that he set out at the same time as him to congratulate Mr. Song on his birthday?

    Xiao Yuesheng stood with his hands behind his hands, silent and looking in the direction of the door. From time to time he glanced at Huang Sisi beside him and smiled slightly.

    "Brother Xiao, does it have to be like this?!" Huang Sisi asked, tilting her head, her voice filled with grievance, her bright eyes constantly turning, as if she was thinking of something else.

    Today she is wearing an apricot-yellow blouse, which is bright and clean. It makes her face look fairer and fairer, and her bright eyes move, making her look even more beautiful and lovely.

    Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and said lightly: "Things will eventually be resolved. Is it possible that you want to cause a river of blood?!"

    Huang Sisi curled her lips and rolled her eyes at him, but did not dare to talk back.

    She stomped her boots bitterly, feeling that this man was really hateful, a real dog and a rat, meddling in other people's business, and it didn't matter whether anyone was bleeding or not.  !

    ¡°Besides, what¡¯s disgusting about him is that regardless of whether he agrees with it or not, he insists on escorting him to Song¡¯s shop, apologizing to Mr. Song in person, and giving back the sword manual.

    Based on the temper of the rich lady Huang Sisi, she naturally refused, but in the end she couldn't defeat him and was forced to come here.

    Halfway through, she ran countless times, but in the end she couldn't run more than ten steps. A green shadow flashed past and she was restrained. Then her acupuncture points were kept burning, and she freed herself after an hour.

    When the acupuncture points were tapped, not only was the body unable to move, but the body was numb and itchy, making it extremely painful and the days felt like years.

    As soon as the acupuncture points were unlocked, she cursed loudly and wiped her tears.

    " Xiao Yuesheng was so hard-hearted that he didn't care whether she shed tears or not. She just cursed and then the acupuncture points were tapped again.

    As a result, Huang Sisi was afraid. She felt that the ordinary-looking man in front of her was like a devil, which was really scary.

    Fortunately, Xiao He was cute and sweet, so she comforted her softly and explained that her husband was a very good person. Maybe he saw that your sister was so talented and felt sorry for you, so he had to meddle in other people's business. Normally, he would be too lazy to care about other people.

    A burst of laughter rang out, Mr. Song strode forward, and before anyone arrived, the laughter could already be heard.

    Immediately, Mr. Song walked out of the gate of the Song Mansion surrounded by his disciples. He walked quickly, clasped his fists from a distance, and said with a smile: "Master Xiao's visit to our manor is really a great addition to the glory, a great addition to the glory!"
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