The first thousand five hundred and forty-five chapters
Ye Fuxun frowned. The old man didn't go in with her, so it seemed that there was something weird inside.
But the old man showed no hostility, and the joy on his face was really good. Could it be that he was deceived? Ye Fuxun couldn't bear to force such an old man, so he could only take Yan Feiru to say goodbye to the old man, and went to court with extra caution.
Walk to the main room.
As expected, there were several spacious rooms at the back of the yard. The door of the central room was open, and the sunlight shone in from the outside, showing how spacious it was inside.
Ye Fuxun was half convinced and stepped into the main room.
Unexpectedly, the imaginary old man did not appear. Instead, a young man with a fair face and a green Confucian robe sat at the table.
Because he heard Ye Fuxun's footsteps, he looked towards the door, but he still had a book in his hand. It seemed that he was just sitting at the table reading.
Ye Fuxun was a little surprised, and the man's face was also full of surprise.
"Who are you?"
This young man's voice was clear and well-spoken, with a hint of the elegance of a scholar.
Could it be that he is the grandson of the Zhen family? It seems that he is a weak scholar, unable to carry his hands or lift them. He looks to be in his early twenties.
Feeling the aura of this person, it was obvious that he had never learned martial arts, so Ye Fuxun felt a little relieved.
Ye Fuxun put away the surprise on his face and bowed to the young man: "Under the white moon, come and visit Mr. Zhen Zhongtong Zhen."
The young man smiled, looked at Ye Fulun and said, "I am Zhen Changtong."
He said this so unthinkingly that Ye Fuxun's expression of surprise that he had just put away reappeared and even turned into shock.
Ye Fuxun simply thought a little dullly, could it be that this family likes their ancestors and grandson to have the same names?
The young man who called himself Zhen Zhangtong put the scroll in his hand on the table, stood up slowly, and said to Ye Fulun: "I wonder what advice this little brother wants from me?"
Little brother? You obviously look about the same age as him, okay?
Ye Fuxun was stunned for a long time, and then he reluctantly said: "Who is the old gentleman outside the door?"
This person didn't seem surprised by Ye Fuxun's reaction. Instead, he showed that he had known this for a long time and said with a smile: "It's Brother She."
Ye Fuxun was speechless for a moment.
Meeting Yan Feiru, a freak, is scary enough, but there is someone even scarier than Yan Feiru.
The young man looked at Ye Fuxun's appearance and showed a bit of surprise. Then he took the lead and said curiously: "Isn't this something everyone knows? My little friend is from out of town."
Only then did Ye Fuxun understand the meaning of what the old man outside said. If Zhen Zhangtong was such a person who would never grow old.
He is either a god or a monster, and he lives in such a deep mountain and old forest. I guess the people in the town may be very jealous of him even though they are respectful to him on the surface.
But Ye Fuxun was puzzled. The young man in front of him was just an ordinary person no matter how he looked at it.
Ye Fuxun thought for a while and said: "Juniors have never seen anything like this before. Staying young forever is the dream of many people."
The young man sighed and said: "This is not a good thing, alas."
Is there such a thing? Ye Fuxun must be very curious, so he asked immediately: "What happened to senior? Can you tell me about it?"
The young man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it."
Ye Fuxun smiled and said: "If you have never met the senior, you may not believe it, but right now there seems to be nothing more absurd than this."
The young man laughed at himself and said, "Didn't you come to me after hearing what people in the town said about me?"
Ye Fuxun shook his head and told the young man about the inn, but omitted the part about following the man.
The young man was a little confused: "I didn't ask anyone to find any inn owner. You also saw that there are not many servants in this village.
But this can be regarded as fate. If you are curious, it doesn’t hurt to tell you. But you won’t believe me if I tell you. For example, if I say that I am eighty-one now, can you tell?"
Ye Fuxun shook his head. Regardless of whether he looked at him horizontally or vertically, the person in front of him was a vigorous young man, so he said, "You look like a twenty-one-year-old man."
Ordinary people would be happy when they were praised for their youth. But this young man showed a distressed look on his face and said, "That's right. Back then, I was just an ordinary woodcutter. That was sixty years ago.
The family makes a living by chopping firewood.
I still remember that year, on a thunderstorm night, I was chopping firewood in the mountains. Because I was injured, I was unable to go down the mountain in time. At that time, it was pitch black in the mountains, and there were the sounds of wild beasts.
I was very scared and just wanted to go down the mountain quickly, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier. At that time, I saw an old tree, which was very thick and dry underneath, so I ran under the old tree to hide from the rain.
I thought that such an old tree would be able to shelter me from the wind and rain, and I would be safe. Who knew that it would be so unlucky, a bolt of lightning struck down, splitting the tree in the middle, and it fell directly to both sides.
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The young man opened his eyes wide and still felt a little scared.
Ye Fuxun looked at the young man's expression thoughtfully, and while listening to his words, he always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't explain it.
The young man took a breath and continued: "I was so frightened that I hid aside and didn't dare to move. Strangely enough, after the tree was chopped down, the thunderstorm stopped. Only after the storm calmed down did I dare to get up.
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But I found something glowing in the burnt trunk of the tree. I was so curious that I took a look and found that it was a golden relic. Although it was dark night, the relic spontaneously emitted a golden light. I
So he picked up the relics."
Ye Fuxun was amazed in his heart. Regardless of whether it was true or false, this story was extremely exciting, with twists and turns.
Then the young man continued: "The relic looked like it was made of gold, so it should be very valuable, so I wanted to take the relic away, but a voice suddenly appeared from the sky, telling me not to leave.
I was so frightened that I dared not walk away. Then I saw a man wearing a golden mink fur descend from the sky and land in front of me, as if he could fly. I thought at that time that I had met a god and wanted to worship him immediately.
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Ye Fuxun raised his eyebrows and said, this is another pretender. From what this person said, if he can sit down and fall from the sky, he is probably not bad at Qinggong. He is probably a master. It seems that the key lies in this person.
Zhen Zhangtong continued: "That man spoke politely, but I didn't know where I got the strength to kneel down. Only then did I dare to look up at him. He was a domineering and mighty-looking man.