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Chapter 8 Xianwen, Xiao Lao

The old man's eyes lingered on Chen Hao's face for a moment, and after a moment, he said: "Are you Xiao Xianghao, who has just become the eighth generation disciple of the Xiao family?"

"Yes, sir." Chen Hao said respectfully again. This time, he was respectful from the bottom of his heart. Before coming, Chen Hao thought of many possibilities. He thought that he would still face someone like the Sixth Elder.

The cold looks, disdain and unfair treatment from Xiao Bo and others. But Chen Hao did not see any contempt in the old man's eyes.

"Do you understand? I see that you were very engrossed in what you were reading just now..." The old man pointed at Chen Hao's book "The Sea of ​​Learning" that he had not yet closed, and asked softly with a kind smile on his face.

"I...can't understand, sir."

"Then why do you watch it with gusto?" The old man saw Chen Hao's restraint, patted Chen Hao's head gently, and said with a smile: "My child, don't be restrained."

The old man wore a loose and simple gray robe. Unlike other Xiao family members, there was no golden word Xiao on his chest.

Chen Hao raised his head and glanced at the kind old man, and said: "When I look at these words, I feel...feeling...I can't put it into words, I just feel very...comfortable."

Chen Hao didn't know how to describe that feeling, so he could only use the word "comfortable" instead.

"Oh?" The old man's eyes suddenly lit up. After a pause, he said: "Very good, very good. You can learn from me from now on!"

Chen Hao didn't understand what the old man meant when he said he was very good, but he knew that the old man in front of him was not like other people. He had no ill intentions towards him. This was an intuition. Just like he could feel Ergouzi's mother

Beneath that harsh and even fierce appearance, he felt sympathy and pity for him in his heart. He felt the old man's kindness.

"Sir, can you teach me how to read?" Chen Hao raised his head and looked at the old man's kind face, and asked with courage.

"Of course. Come on, let's go to the house." The old man said.

At this moment, several figures entered Wenyuan Pavilion. They walked over talking and laughing. When they saw the old man and Chen Hao, they immediately bowed respectfully and said in unison: "Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

The kind smile on the old man's face disappeared, and he glanced at everyone calmly, his eyes fell on one of the middle-aged people, and said: "Wen Yu, from now on, I will teach this child, and he will not go to your class for morning reading.

"

The middle-aged man named Wen Yu was slightly startled, as if he was surprised, but he was still very respectful and said without any reluctance: "Yes, Mr. Xiao!"

Chen Hao could tell that these people should be teachers in the junior class, and from what the old man said, it seemed that he was originally placed in the class of a middle-aged man named Wen Yu, but he was changed by the old man's words. See

They respected the old man. Chen Hao knew that the old man in front of him should have a very high status, but he didn't know what kind of high status he had.

"Let's go, Xianghao." The old man's face returned to kindness again, he smiled and took Chen Hao's hand, turned around and walked forward.

However, what surprised Chen Hao was that the direction the old man took him was not a junior school or an intermediate school, but an advanced school.



Seeing the back of the old man leading Chen Hao, these teachers all looked shocked, especially the middle-aged man named Wen Yu.

"Wen Yu, who is that child?" At this time, one of the teachers asked, and the others also looked at the middle-aged man named Wen Yu curiously.

"An eighth-generation disciple of the Xiao family who has just passed the Xiao family's test."

"Strange, why was he placed in your class? He should be in the intermediate school?"

"He has never been to school and is illiterate." Xiao Wenyu stared at the backs of the old man and Chen Hao and said absently. At this point, he suddenly turned to look at a teacher next to him and said: "Wenyuan, please help me take care of my

"Ban, my old habit has happened again, I have to go back and take some medicine..."

"Okay, go quickly!" Xiao Wenyuan said without doubting that he was there.

Wen, all the people in the Xiao family who specialize in teaching are named after words.

After Xiao Wenyu left, everyone also walked towards the junior school. In the distance, their voices floated out.

"This kid is lucky to be valued by Mr. Xiao!"

"No, but it's very strange. It seems that he is eleven or twelve years old and still illiterate. Why does Mr. Xiao think so highly of him?"



Mr. Xiao, everyone in the Xiao family must respectfully call him Mr. Xiao. No one knows what his real name is, and no one knows how old he is. The only thing everyone knows is that the direct descendants of the Xiao family, including the current head of the Xiao family, Xiao Ding

, when they met him, they all called him "ancestor".

The Xiao family was founded on martial arts.

Forty years ago, there was no such thing as a school in the Xiao family. At that time, the Xiao family was just a small and inconspicuous family in Yunzhou County. However, just forty years ago, the Xiao family’s ancestors had always been indifferent to worldly affairs.

, suddenly stepped forward to establish Wenyuan Pavilion in the Xiao family, which is today's Xiao family school. He also imposed a stipulation that every Xiao family disciple must enter and study. At that time, everyone in the Xiao family was puzzled. But even Xiao at that time

The head of the family, the father of the current head of the Xiao family, did not dare to refute and could only obey.

Today, forty years later, the Xiao family has undergone tremendous changes and has become one of the four major families in Yunzhou County!

However, although Mr. Xiao founded Wenyuan Pavilion, which is the Xiao family school, he never taught classes for Xiao family disciples. He only checked the disciples' literary attainments every year, that's all.

However, six years ago, Mr. Xiao discovered Xiao Jiyan, loved her very much, took her into his sect, and taught her personally. Xiao Jiyan was the first and only Xiao family disciple to be favored by Mr. Xiao.

Now, Chen Hao is the second one.

Chen Hao, a disciple who had never been to a school and had just started to gain the favor of Mr. Xiao, really shocked and incredible the teachers. While envious, they also wondered why Mr. Xiao fell in love with him.



Before Chen Hao came to Xiao Family Academy to report, Sixth Elder Xiao Bo had already reported to Elder Xiao that there were ninety-nine disciples of the "Xiang" generation, among whom ninety-eight disciples entered the Xiao Middle School, and one disciple who had never attended the school entered

Junior school, and attached everyone's name. This is a routine when every Xiao family disciple arrives.

After receiving the list, Mr. Xiao will evenly distribute all disciples to each class in the corresponding school and inform all teachers.

Because Chen Hao is the only disciple who has passed the Xiao family's test in the past twenty-four years but has never attended the school, and is also the only member who will be assigned to the junior class, so Mr. Xiao is deeply impressed by his name, Xiao Xianghao.

Only then will the scene just now appear.



Chen Hao, who was surprised and flattered, nervously entered the senior school under the leadership of the old man, and reached the top floor, where he found a small hut. The layout of the hut was very simple. A low wooden table made of unknown wood.

On the table, there are pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed on the low table. There is a banquet on the front and back of the low table. There is a coffee table next to it. On the wall facing the door, there is a pair of calligraphy and painting that looks very ancient.

The first time he entered the door, Chen Hao saw the calligraphy and painting.

There was only one word in the calligraphy and painting, which was written in immortal script. Chen Hao knew its appearance, but he had no idea what he meant. However, the moment he saw the word, he was deeply attracted. His

His eyes were immersed in it without realizing it, and he felt a majestic, thick, and ethereal atmosphere!

It is as majestic as the ocean, unfathomable; as thick as a mountain, unshakable; as misty as a dream, elusive.

However, he felt more clearly a will, an indomitable will that would never give up in a hundred battles, as if he wanted to compete with God!

Seeing this scene, Mr. Xiao's eyes flashed again, and then a kind smile appeared on his face. He silently stared at the young man in front of him. He gently sat cross-legged on the mat inside, breathing gradually.

Disappeared, looking at the motionless Chen Hao with peaceful eyes.

"Boom boom boom..."

Waves of roars resounded in Chen Hao's mind. He seemed to be transformed into a lonely boat in the vast sea, which could be swallowed up by the huge waves at any time. He also seemed to be transformed into a life being crushed under the majestic mountains, and could be swallowed up at any time.

May be shattered to pieces...

In a moment, Chen Hao was sweating profusely and his breathing became unusually heavy.

Mr. Xiao watched motionlessly, the surprise in his eyes getting thicker and heavier.

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