Chapter 295

The next day after Fang Xie had a deep talk with the long princess, when he arrived at the martial arts academy in the morning, he learned that the professors had been invited into the palace by the emperor. Qiu Yu is naturally among them and has nothing to do, so he plans to go to Wu Yi. Since the day when Prince Yi conspired against him, Fang Xie had not seen the more unfathomable San Jin Hou. If it hadn't been mentioned by the emperor, Fang Xie didn't expect that the decline of goods would be the emperor's industry, and San jinhou, who has always been known as the richest man in the Sui Dynasty, is just a senior worker.

It was a good time in the morning. The air was so cool that even my lungs felt so comfortable. Fang Xie was not in a hurry to leave the martial arts academy, because he planned to go to San Jin Hou's house for dinner at noon. If you go too early, it's hard to stay in case the topic is over.

Such a small family, he didn't take his identity as a village seriously.

When Fang Xie passed the canteen, he bought a bag of peanuts, stewed meat and a pot of old wine. In fact, Fang Xie still doesn't know that the old worker in the library has an earth shaking background. All he knew was that in Yiqin palace, a mysterious strong man suddenly came and captured immortal Xiao of qingleshan Yiqi view with one move.

Because the emperor is planning a grand event in the Jianghu, the identity of the old man has not been revealed in a hurry. He plans to announce the identity of the old man to the public on the day when Prince Yi's guilt is announced. What big Sui needs most now is a person or a thing to improve his morale.

Although the emperor did not intend to tell the world about the defeat in the northwest, the fact that the people did not know did not mean that the officials could pretend not to know.

The return of a Wulin myth was like a shot in the arm for the great Sui Dynasty.

Because of this, the identity of the old man is still in a period of confidentiality. Although there were many people in Prince Yiqin's residence that day, no one knew that the old man would be Wan Xingchen, the lobby master of wanjian hall, who was famous all over the world more than 100 years ago. This Wulin myth has disappeared in people's sight for too long. No one would have thought that he would catch Prince Yi and immortal Xiao on his own.

Fang Xie didn't know. He just thought that the old man who captured immortal Xiao was the emperor's hidden strength. When he heard about it, he also lamented that no wonder the Emperor didn't worry about Prince Yi's rebellion. Even immortal Xiao is not an old pervert of his opponent. It's not difficult to kill Prince Yi among the ten thousand troops. What if Prince Yi controls the overall situation? It's not a dream to be taken on the head.

Fang Xie didn't have much shock. He thought it was not difficult for people to accept such abnormal experts around the emperor.

The reason why he often sends some peanuts to the old factotum in the library is that every time he sees Fang Xie, he thinks of his grandfather in his previous life. It's a natural sense of closeness that's hard to describe.

Fang Xie is neither an immortal nor a person born with knowledge. Naturally, he can't guess that the factotum in the library is the real president of the martial arts academy and the fundamental reason why the martial arts academy can become one of the most famous places in the world. Even if he had seen the eight dragons, he would not have connected the library of the martial arts academy with the Sutra Library of the Shaolin Temple, let alone the unknown old monk and the old factotum.

When he walked into the library, the old man was still sitting in the position he was used to sitting. With his hands on his jaw and his eyes narrowed, he was dozing. His head was shaking. It looked like an old man's laziness.

Fang Xie put peanuts and marinated meat on the table, pulled a chair and sat down opposite the old man. It seems that the sleepy old man sniffed, closed his eyes, touched a peanuts and threw it into his mouth.

Fang Xie smiled and put the wine pot in front of the old man: "I only saw you drink tea, but I haven't seen you drink."

The old man opened his eyes and looked, then sat up straight and stretched: "I can drink some when I was young. The older I am, the more I can't bear the spicy wine. Tea is good, soft and good for my body. However, I still drink a little wine occasionally. Of course, I can't drink much... It's just a aftertaste of the past."

Fang Xie nodded: "when recalling the past, drinking tea doesn't seem to be the right way."

He wiped the dagger clean and put the marinated meat in small pieces in front of the old man: "sometimes I wonder if I would prefer tea to drink when I am as old as you. Then one evening with a beautiful sunset, I picked up my glass and drank a little, recalling my frivolous and reckless youth."

"Well said, sour but not smelly."

The old man smiled, pinched a small piece of meat and threw it into his mouth: "But it's a little hard for you to think of my age... But when you get to my age, you find that the more you recall, the more uncomfortable it is. It's not as pleasant as you say. Because many things I think are important to remember for a lifetime have long been blurred. It's reasonable that I should have no desire and no talent. But when I went out the door a few days ago, I found that I was surprised However, I am a little worried... "

"What are you worried about?"

Fang Xie asked.

"I'm worried that I'm so old. What if I die when I can't reach my destination halfway? I'm so old. It's hard for me to walk. If I'm too tired to walk and sit down, I can't stand up again. It's a pity. I think and fear while walking. Finally, I can't bear the fear in my heart."

"And then you came back?"

"Then I paid for the carriage through the city."

The old man seemed very proud of his answer. He smiled and showed his remaining teeth.

Fang Xie always thought that the old man's teeth should be intact. Otherwise, how could he love peanuts so much. So after seeing the teeth in the old man's mouth, he couldn't help but be stunned and surprised.

The old man saw Fang Xie's mind, smiled and said, "I don't think I have many teeth, but I prefer to eat peanuts. It's a little hypocritical?"

"Not hypocritical..."

After thinking about it, Fang Xie said, "do you refuse to accept the old and refuse to admit defeat? At your age, you still have a heart full of fighting spirit, unyielding to the years, and always maintain a tenacious and upward attitude, which is admirable!"

The old man gave him a white look: "fart, where are so many reasons that sound beautiful? I don't have many teeth. I'm still eating peanuts just because I like to eat."

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Fang Xie smiled, picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. The old man only drank one mouthful of wine and didn't move the wine pot again. Fang Xie took it up and took a sip. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief: "I didn't like drinking before. I always thought that drinking would delay things. Wine is a thing that makes people's mind awake. Drinking too much is not good."

The old man pushed the marinated meat to Fang Xie, then squeezed the peanuts and stuffed them into his mouth: "you are so emotional at your age, and you are too tired to live... I only drank one mouthful of wine, because I am too old and drinking hurts my body. I only ate one mouthful of meat, but also because I am too old and the meat produces phlegm. Peanuts are good..."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "it can relieve hunger, boredom and crunchy."

The old man couldn't help laughing. After squinting at Fang Xie, he asked, "I'm curious. How can a little guy like you have this status today? I heard that you've been granted the title? And the dismissal of a five-level Ranger general? Yes, yes, some people can't climb to a height that you can't climb for a generation. You only climb it in more than a year."

Fang Xie shook his head: "luck."

"Where does luck come from?"

Asked the old man.

This question is hard to answer, so Fang Xie shook his head after being silent for a long time: "I don't know."

The old man smiled and said, "you don't even know where luck comes from. How can you attribute all your success to luck?"

"But now, I don't think there is any more suitable reason except to explain with luck... I feel friendly when I look at you, so I don't worry about anything..."

Fang Xie sighed and said, "it seems that I haven't held many things in my own hands since I was born. Sometimes I think success is due to my own efforts, but later I found that it is like being arranged by others. If it's not arranged by others, it can only be attributed to luck."

The old man shook his head: "Everyone feels that they can control their own destiny, especially when they are young. When they get old, they have too many setbacks. Instead, they will think that everything in this life is doomed. No matter how hard they struggle, it's just a mirror, it's better to let it go. This is a change. Some people call it maturity, but in my opinion, it's just a passive acceptance."

He looked at Fang Xie, and there was something in his eyes that Fang Xie didn't understand: "if you think everything seems to be arranged by others, why don't you go and explore? Who can interfere with your destiny?"

Hearing this sentence, Fang Xie was tight for no reason: "senior, are you..."

"Nothing."

The old man took a sip of tea and swallowed the finally chewed peanuts: "do you want to ask me if I see through anything? I'm not an immortal. I can see past and present lives at a glance."

"I don't believe it."

Fang Xie shook his head: "even if you are not an immortal, you must be a senior expert."

"I'm not tall"

The old man shook his head: "not as tall as you."

Fang Xie said, "height is not high."

The old man smiled and said, "I heard you have a good saying that an inch on your foot is heaven. If you say this, it can be understood that height is height."

Fang Xie smiled bitterly and said, "senior, don't play with me."

The old man laughed and peeled a peanut again and threw it into his mouth: "don't you think everything has been arranged by others? Isn't this a denial of luck? How can an ordinary person's life be touched by others? Only extraordinary people will have extraordinary opportunities."

"I hear you're going to the southwest?"

Asked the old man.

"Yes"

Fang Xie nodded.

The old man was silent for a moment and said seriously, "it doesn't matter if you go there. Good or bad, maybe you can solve a little doubt. I'm not an immortal, but I've lived long enough to see through some things at a glance. People become spirits when they are too old, not demons, but there are always some demons. Just be my God. Thank me again if you're lucky."

"Elder..."

Fang Xie hesitated for a long time and couldn't help asking, "I vomited blood and fainted that day. There were many poisons in the blood..."

The old man waved his hand to stop Fang Xie from asking, "it's just a little dirty. Actually, it's not much more powerful than soaking in urine."

Hearing this, Fang Xie was finally relieved. He had long suspected that the sudden faint that day had something to do with others. At first he thought it was Qiu Yu, but later it was denied. Today, if the old man hadn't revealed some extraordinary things himself, Fang Xie wouldn't have thought of him.

The old man took out a thin booklet from his arms and handed it to Fang Xie. "I see you've been reading the sword record of wanjian hall at first. It's useless to read more miscellaneous things. I have an instinct to make my shit smooth. Do you read the book that doesn't make my urine yellow?"

Fang Xie took the thin booklet and found that there was no name on the cover. He opened it and found that it was a naked - body woman with exquisite strokes.

"Master, what is this?"

The old man glanced and was embarrassed: "er... I took it wrong."

He groped in his arms for a while and took out a thinner book: "this is it, and that one is back to me!"