An old saying goes: Only Chu has talent, but this is the most prosperous.
Southern Hunan Province has a long history, rich culture, famous people, and abundant resources. It is a nationally famous "land of fish and rice". The waters of Dongting are vast, with a vast and circumcised lakes and sky, vast and circumcised mountains. It has been known as the "Cathedral of Gods and Fairies" since ancient times. It can be seen that the scenery of the mountains and rivers is like a painting and has the beauty of the sky.
Xianghu County, the south bank of Dongting Lake, has been developing rapidly with the rapid rise of the national economy in recent years, relying on unique geographical conditions, fishery, animal husbandry and tourism, and per capita income has increased significantly.
Before the summer vacation came, Xianghu County, located in the south of the Yangtze River, was already scorching sun, and the temperature reached more than 35 degrees.
That afternoon.
Xianghu Scenic Area is close to the lakeside, with a classical style villa backyard. Several lush weeping willows cover the poisonous sunlight, sprinkling the faint green shade, bringing the exquisite waterside pavilions and cages to the lake, and the shade of trees comes from the breeze. The water that comes from the lake adds a rare comfort and coolness to the lakeside in this summer.
An old man wearing a thin moon-white silk Tang suit sat on a bamboo chair outside the pavilion, enjoying tea, and looking at the vast lake with a color of water and sky, the sky is as smooth as a mirror.
The old man's face was peaceful, his beard and hair were white, and he had a very ancient style.
Those who don’t know him would never have thought that the elderly who looked particularly rich and noble in this cave, but most often they dressed in sloppy clothes and walked along the streets and alleys like beggars?
Just as the old man put down the small and exquisite purple clay teapot in his hand, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue short-sleeved shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes walked out of the villa with carved beams and painted buildings, and had not yet walked to the water pavilion. Then he smiled respectfully and said, "Old Hu, don't you have lunch break?"
The old man narrowed his eyes, turned his head and smiled as if he had just woken up from a nap, and complained lazily: "I woke up by you."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The middle-aged man walked over, sat down at the small bamboo tea table, put a box of top-quality Maofeng in his hand on the tea table, and said, "Weiyang called, It is said that Luo Tonghua nominated a freshman named Su Chunfeng and took over as president of the Temporary Warlock Association of Peking University after Song Ciwen graduated."
"Oh." Hu Si seemed to be sleepy and nodded listlessly with his eyes squinted.
In fact, Hu Si had no impression of most of the students and sorcerers in the Beijing University institution and had almost never paid attention to them. However, he had known Luo Tonghua very early and had heard of him in recent years, but he had only two. The relationship between them is not familiar with each other. Although the Qimen River has been silent and withered in the past few years, for some old guys who have not been living in the world since childhood because of the times, they will still follow many traditions, and With curiosity, I went to find and meet some mysterious Qimen Jianghu warlocks who had the same identity as them.
The middle-aged man is named Lu Song, and he is the contemporary leader of the "Four Life Sects" in the Qimen River and Lake in southern Hunan Province. He has passed down the "Zhen Kun Technique" for generations.
Of course, even most sects these days, even if they are family of magic, they are far less powerful than those in novels and legends. Even the Qingluan Sect, which is called a first-class sect, is only a few suitable for practicing magic in the family. There are only 100 children of the outer sect. Now, there are no disciples of the outer surname at all. There are only 11 or 12 generations of people who practice magic in the family. This also includes the shallow qualifications for cultivation, but only A family child who is slightly fur-friendly.
Lu Song knew very well that Hu Si's lazy temperament did not pay much attention to the younger generation, and he didn't even know who was Song Ciwen, but he was still willing to tell the old man: "The student named Su Chunfeng is just from an ordinary peasant family.
The origin of the master's inheritance is even more mysterious, and the level of cultivation is still unclear. According to the news that Weiyang heard, Su Chunfeng's magic of practicing is called Zhongtian Secret Technique... Mr. Hu, have you heard of it?"
Hu Si opened his eyes, revealing a little confusion, looking at the shimmering and dazzling lake surface, thought for a while and said, "It seems like there is some impression, but I don't know it."
“Lost?”
"Yeah." Hu Si sighed lightly: "The world has been silent for a hundred years, and many magical techniques have withered and disappeared..."
"There are many that have not disappeared, but are just hidden in the countryside and unknown." Lu Song smiled and took out an exquisite metal cigarette box, which contained only two good cigars and a handful of exquisitely crafted cigar cutters, and a few of them.
He used a special match. He skillfully cut off the head of the cigar and respectfully handed him one to Hu Si. Then he used a match to ignite Hu Si. Then he lit a cigar himself, sipped it gently, and said as he sucked the fragrance.
: "Su Chunfeng is from Pingyang City, northern Yuzhou Province. There is an old blind man named Cheng nicknamed Tiegua Fairy, and there are also three apprentices of Gong Hu and Gong Hu. It seems that there is also a mysterious person who has been a rural middle school teacher for most of his life.
Old warlock.”
Hu Si's eyelids drooped and said softly: "Last time, blind man Cheng told me that Feng Shui has been in three or two years, and it has become awesome. In fact, Pingyang, Yuzhou has produced contemporary talents, but few are very outstanding."
"Which place can produce a generation of talents frequently? It's really a unique world."
"South Hunan once."
“Modern.”
"Um."
Lu Song took the topic back to the previous one: "Chen Xiazi's fortune-telling practice, can he really deserve the title of Iron Gua Immortal? Or is it just a false reputation among the people in the martial arts world?"
Hu Si smoked a cigar and sighed, "Young people are so terrifying."
The young man is terrifying!
The Iron Gua Xian Blind Man Cheng is now over 60 years old, but Hu Si started to praise him for "the young man is terrifying", but Lu Song was not surprised at all. Because he knew that the old man in front of him, who looked over 70 years old, was actually old.
But he can already be called an old antique of the generation of Dark Cheng. He can be the leader of fortune-telling techniques and has entered the realm of awakening the gods in his early years. Now he has a vague breakthrough in his realm of returning to the Pure Land.
"The young man is terrifying", which is enough to see Cheng Xiaozi, a master of fortune-telling in Pingyang, Yuzhou. His name as the Iron Gua Immortal is well-known.
A breeze gently blew by, and the ash on the front of the cigar in Hu Si's hand was scattered on the small bamboo tea table, as white as broken snow, and particularly eye-catching.
Hu Si looked at the tiny gray marks, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Lu Song did not notice the abnormality in the old man's eyes and said, "Zongmeng will fight with that young man named Su Chunfeng this time. Do you think who wins and who loses?"
“Extremely boring.”
“How to say it?”
"If it is not a draw, Zong Xiange will go north after the five-five years."
Lu Song nodded silently, with doubts and surprises in his heart, but he didn't ask more questions. He knew that once the old man in front of him who was close to the realm of the Return of the Pu Earth Immortal spoke seriously, he would definitely be mysterious and mysterious, and he would be close to the prophecy.
Will explain more - how much you can understand and know depends entirely on the listener's personal understanding and opportunity. To put it bluntly, Hu Si worked hard to survive and practiced until now, and was competing with God every moment
Playing is tiring and fun, but not easy.
Many times, Lu Song once thought in his heart, did Hu Si have already broken through the awakening spirit and moved back to the primordial world and become the legendary earth immortal?
Seeing the old man's expression drooping and as if he was asleep, Lu Song stood up without saying a word and left gently.
Back in the room, Lu Song picked up his cell phone and dialed his son's phone: "Weiyang, Su Chunfeng is not an ordinary person. Mr. Hu means that his magical cultivation will not be lower than Zong Meng, so you do whatever you want.
Don’t show evil thoughts too obviously, just pay more attention to him.”
"OK."
...
It is near summer, and the day is long and the night is short.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun showed no sign of fatigue, and it hung hotter over the west sky, emitting hot heat torched the dense building jungle made of steel and concrete.
Under the 11th building of Xizhimen residential area of Kyoto Steel Factory, Su Chunfeng, wearing a pair of sunglasses, was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt, light gray thin casual trousers, white casual leather shoes, one hand in his pocket, and his expression was leisurely covering the building.
He stood in the large shadows, while looking at the passing vehicles and pedestrians and this old residential community that seemed bored. In fact, he silently recited the magic mantra and practiced little by little.
There are no anti-theft doors installed at the entrances of several old residential buildings, and the walls inside are covered with various small advertisements.
Wang Haifei, wearing a water-blue short-sleeved over-knee dress, was carrying a yellow-green canvas bag and a white sun hat. After coming out of the entrance of the corridor, he walked east a few steps away and saw standing under the shadow of the building.
Su Chunfeng, who looked leisurely, couldn't help but trot forward in surprise: "Chunfeng, why are you here?"
Su Chunfeng, who had not devoted himself to his practice, took back his mind and smiled and said, "Some days I haven't seen you anymore and I can't think so. I called you in the morning and asked for the address, and came here to check it out in the afternoon."
"I'm sorry." Wang Haifei apologized with a shy face full of happiness.
After the start of school this year, she has been asking seniors and teachers about tutoring, and asked classmates and teachers to help contact tutoring. A month and a half ago, she finally found a tutoring by the teacher.
The job is to give a tutoring to a girl who is in the second grade of junior high school. The girls' parents are senior employees of Kyoto Steel Factory and their family conditions are good. After trying two tutoring classes at the beginning, both parents were very satisfied with Wang Haifei's tutoring level, so
A long-term contract was officially signed - every Wednesday, Friday, one hour from 5:30 to 6:30 pm, Saturday, Sunday, and two hours in the afternoon. The compensation for tutoring is 40 yuan per hour.
I made money, but I didn’t have enough time to date my boyfriend Su Chunfeng every weekend, so the couple hadn’t seen each other for two weeks.
If it were other girls, if the boyfriend said intimate words that he couldn't think of her, he would definitely say something coquettishly, no, or something like that. However, Wang Haifei was born with a gentle and shy personality and could not do those delicate attitudes.
Therefore, he would apologize quickly, which would lack the charm of girls as a spoiled girl, but it would make him look more beautiful as a beautiful lady in a small family.
"Let's go outside your school, find a place to have a meal nearby and I'll go back."
"Yes." Wang Haifei naturally held Su Chunfeng's arm.
While walking outside the community, Su Chunfeng casually reminded: "It's hot and thin, and the red rope on the neckline is tied longer. Try not to let people see the neckline you are wearing."
"Oh." Wang Haifei's face turned red, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover the slightly open peach-shaped neckline.
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PS: I don’t know when the next update will be coded. Don’t wait, let’s see it tomorrow morning~