V3.Chapter 28

W in the small building of Zhangjia, the scene was exciting.

Zhang Zhongxian's eyes were red. He was not excited to hear that Tang Zongbo's eyes were slightly red when he was still alive on the night he just met Xia Shao, but his eyes were really red and shed tears.

He was born in the most bitter age. His parents died when he was young. He went on his own way to survive in that famine age. If he hadn't been lucky to meet Tang Zongbo, he might have died in the hands of mountain bandits or starved to death by the roadside when he was in his teens.

It was Tang Zongbo who brought him to Hong Kong, brought him into the school, and brought him into a world where most people can't lose their secrets. It was Tang Zongbo who changed the fate of his life.

He studied, became famous, became a family, and earned his own disciples here. He was famous here for a while, and it was also the news of the loss of his senior brother here. It was more than ten years.

People who have not experienced the ups and downs of life and the vicissitudes of life probably can't fully understand such an emotion as a father and a brother. Since Tang Zongbo was rescued from the roadside, in his heart, he has already recognized him as his eldest brother. He is his reborn parents, a lifelong relative.

He hasn't seen his relatives for more than ten years. Today, he suddenly appeared at the door of his home. Zhang Zhongxian immediately cried like a manic teenager in his teens.

He almost ran out barefoot. He didn't care that one slipper on his foot was gone. He ran out of the door, went down three steps, flopped and knelt in front of Tang Zongbo. He gave a big salute to the leader's ancestor. His voice choked, "elder martial brother, what's the matter with you and your leg?"

Xia Shao has told Zhang Zhongxian that it has been more than ten years since Tang Zongbo's leg was injured in the battle. Obviously, when he suddenly saw his old friend at this time, Zhang Zhongxian was excited and choked. Instead, he forgot about it for a moment. Most of the time, he thought of Tang Zongbo's previous appearance in his mind. He felt that the difference was too big and couldn't accept it for a moment.

"Old age, old injury, get up!" Tang Zongbo bent down and reached out to help Zhang Zhongxian. More than ten years ago, he was in his forties and was in his prime. When we meet again today, he is an old man in his late sixties. His hair is half bald and completely looks like an old man. Tang Zongbo's eyes turned red when he saw it. Looking back at the beginning and today, the changes of the world made people sigh, "it's really old. Look at you, what kind of Yin people are you trapped in? That skill consumes Yang Yuan. If you weren't a talisman, why would you be like a little old man now?"

Zhang Zhongxian fell on the side of the wheelchair and cried like a child. He couldn't pull it up. "The leader elder martial brother is old and his hair is white..."

"Hehe, I'm much more energetic than you." Tang Zongbo smiled and went to help him again.

Zhang Zhongxian didn't dare to lift his face. He saw his shoulders trembling and fell on the side of the wheelchair, "we're useless! Elder martial brother, you've suffered for more than ten years..."

"How can I suffer? I still think God has been kind to me for more than ten years. I have little Shaozi to accompany me. I have spent some years of leisure and enjoyed some family happiness. It's your people who have heard that life is not very good. I'm not good. I've asked you to suffer in the past ten years."

"No, no..." Zhang Zhongxian shook his head, but didn't lift his head.

"Well, well, get up quickly. What do you look like crying in front of your disciples and grandchildren!"

"What's wrong with my crying? If I'm gone one day, they'll have to cry like this! Don't cry? Don't cry is unfilial! I'm not a disciple of Zhang's family!" Zhang Zhongxian was stubborn and reasonable.

Tang Zongbo couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to say, "Tianyin, xiaoshaozi, let's go inside. Tell him to cry outside and pour me a cup of tea. The weather in Hong Kong is October and it's still so hot at noon. Alas! I'm old. I've lived in the North for more than ten years, and I can't adapt to the climate when I come back."

Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin nodded. They pushed Tang Zongbo up the steps. Zhang Zhongxian jumped up in place, quickly wiped his old face, turned back and shouted, "didn't you hear what the master said? Hurry! Make tea! Give me tea!"

At the door, Zhang's disciples were blocked there. Except Qiu Qiqiang, zhao gu and Hai Ruo, who had seen Tang Zongbo, other Yizi disciples looked like they were stunned and clubbed at the door. One expression was confused, but there was a look of shock at the bottom of their eyes.

This is... What's the situation?

The man at the door is the head of the Xuanmen? The old man who is said to have died?

So, who is the man and woman standing behind him?

"Why don't you go soon?" Zhang Zhongxian took off his other shoe and hit the stunned disciples in the room. The disciples scattered with a shout, hugged their heads and fled into the kitchen to make tea.

Wen Ye stood at the door and didn't move. The boy's big eyes only lingered on Xia Shao. Zhang Zhongxian grabbed his ears and threw them out. "Don't you see my old man's shoes outside? There's no eyesight! Go and get them back!"

Xia Shao puffed and laughed. He really felt that being a disciple of Zhang's line was a little tired. It was a headache to have such a stubborn and strange old man.

Zhang Zhongxian came barefoot to help push the wheelchair. He didn't move Xia Shao and pushed Xu Tianyin aside. His tone was still very bad. "Go, go! Smelly boy! I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I'm still not happy when I grow up! I don't know how to say hello when I see martial uncle!"

Xia Shao looked at Xu Tianyin and smiled at him. Xu Tianyin stood aside, but he didn't completely move away. He still held the wheelchair and protected it. His deep dark eyes rarely looked at people. Just one eye, his eyes looked forward, and his face was expressionless, spitting out two words, "peer."

"Poof!" Xia Shao couldn't help laughing. Xu Tianyin looked back at her, stretched out his hand, and his eyes fell on the small suitcase held by her hand.

The suitcase is not big. It's just a few clothes. It's not heavy at all. Before walking on the road, Xu Tianyin pushed Tang Zongbo. Xia Shao pulled the suitcase. Now Zhang Zhongxian robbed the wheelchair. Xu Tianyin protected it and asked her for the suitcase. Xia Shao smiled softly. Her heart was sweet. Elder martial brother loved her most and couldn't bear to let her be tired for a while.

Without pushing it off, she directly handed the suitcase to Xu Tianyin and went to the side of the wheelchair to help hold it. As for Zhang Zhongxian, who was so angry that they both tacitly chose to ignore him.

According to the generation of Xuanmen, Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin are the same generation as the elders, and they are indeed the same generation. Xia Shao called Zhang Zhongxian martial uncle, just out of putting aside the saying of seniority, according to the fact that he was the younger martial brother of master Tang Zongbo. But it's nothing if she doesn't call. It is said that Xu Tianyin refused to call Zhang Zhong's ancestor uncle when he was a child. He was severely taught on the plum blossom pile. His basic skills were completely broken, but he would rather fall over than call Zhang Zhong's ancestor uncle. But because of this, his basic skills are more solid than anyone else.

Zhang Zhongxian pushed Tang Zongbo, while Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin protected them. When the four entered the house, the disciples had made tea. Zhang Zhongxian invited Tang Zongbo to his seat. When he saw that all his disciples were looking at Tang Zongbo, he looked at his disciples and said, "stand up and come to meet the leader's ancestor."

Zhang Zhongxian's eyes are still red and he speaks with a thick nasal voice, but his bearing is rare and dignified. He doesn't seem to be joking.

None of the disciples of the Yizi generation had seen Tang Zongbo. Suddenly, their eyes fell on the old man. Shocked, the atmosphere surged.

"Is the headmaster really not dead?"

Zhang Zhongxian has always said in front of his disciples that Tang Zongbo did not die, but there is no man alive and no body dead. Zhang's disciples also have doubts about this. During the feng shui master's assessment, all the disciples were recalled, but only three of Zhang Zhongxian's own disciples knew the truth. The disciples of the Yizi generation had little experience and were still young. Zhang Zhongxian still hid them after considering this matter. I'm afraid that one of them accidentally leaked his mouth during the assessment, which will have an impact on Xia Shao's safety and Tang Zongbo's arrival in Hong Kong.

Now, Tang Zongbo is here. Xia Shao also hurt Yu Jiuzhi the day before yesterday. It's time to tell them something.

"I haven't passed away. I was hurt by a plot when I was fighting in the mainland more than ten years ago. I have been recuperating in the mainland for a while these years. During my absence, you have suffered. My leader didn't do well." Tang Zongbo opened his mouth and looked at this generation of young disciples, the new force of Xuanmen and the future of sect inheritance. When they joined the sect and grew up slowly, He's not even here. Now I look at it, naturally I feel some remorse with emotion. The old man seldom showed such an expression. Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin both looked at the master and paid attention to his emotions.

Zhang Zhongxian waved his hand, "There's no such thing! How can there be such a saying in the world? If those who harm people don't come to apologize, what will the leader elder martial brother apologize for? According to you, as a master, I have asked my disciples to retire from the Feng Shui world these years, causing them to be unknown these years. I have to apologize to them. If I join the Zhang family, I can't bear this setback. That's all for my mind and cultivation I can't step into the master's field all my life! "

"Yes, grandmaster." Qiu Qiqiang, the eldest disciple of Zhang Zhongxian, said, "although we have retired from the Feng Shui world these years, we are not really retired. Calm down, don't focus on fame and wealth, study the skills of the I Ching and concentrate on practice. On the contrary, the disciples feel that we have made great progress."

"Besides, Shifu is also to protect us. Yu Jiuzhi, Wang Huai and Qu Zhicheng are not a thing! We have two younger martial brothers dead, and four or five disciples of the Yizi generation have died. We don't want to watch the younger generation die like this. We have to retire because of today! In order to wait for you to come, we will avenge you and the disciples!" Zhao gu also stood out and said.

Hai Ruo also nodded, touched Wen Ye's head next to him, looked at his two female disciples and said, "as long as people are here, we don't feel bitter. When we enter the Xuanmen from childhood, we mostly see the impermanence of life, moods, sorrows and ups and downs. Who doesn't have a fate? As long as people are there, everything will pass."

When the three of them joined Xuanmen, Tang Zongbo's reputation was at its peak. At that time, Zhang Zhongxian accepted his disciples for the first time. Tang Zongbo paid close attention to Zhang's disciples, urged them to take an examination of their skills, and personally guided them many times. Therefore, the three of them were not strangers to Tang Zongbo and had feelings. When they saw him today, they stood up and spoke, and their voices trembled, Even the most grumpy zhao gu took a few breaths.

These words not only made Tang Zongbo feel some emotion, but also the disciples of the Yizi generation. They have done nothing these years, but they have really calmed down and learned a lot. Moreover, they have not received the news of the death of their fellow disciples in recent years. Although they have lost the opportunity to fight for fame and wealth, they will gain if they lose. They are together. This is the best way to warm up at a difficult time It's a warm thing. They're glad they haven't lost it. So now they can stand here and see the leader's grandmaster for the first time. It's exciting to feel that they've done the right thing these years!

"Grandmaster, did you come back to clean up the portal?"

"Grandmaster, can we avenge our brothers?"

In the room, there were only twelve disciples left in Zhang's line, but the disciples came forward one after another, eager and excited.

Tang Zongbo looked at the young generation of disciples with emotion and nodded again and again, "martial uncle Hai Ruo is right. As long as people are there, everything will pass. Now is the time to pass. I came back with you two martial uncles this time to clean up the door of Xuanmen!"

Tang Zongbo pointed to Xu Tianyin and Xia Shao standing beside him. The disciples' eyes brushed and shot!

They noticed Xia Shao when she knocked at the door. It was just that things came so suddenly that the leader's ancestor suddenly arrived, and the martial Duke cried again. For a moment, the situation was a little out of control, and they were a little confused. Then their attention turned away. Now the headmaster and grandmaster mentioned that they looked at Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin again.

Shi Shuzu?

Isn't that... The leader's biography?

Zong generation?!

So young! It looks about the same age as most of them, and the girl looks only seventeen or eighteen! Younger than some of them!

Moreover, the most worrying thing is, how does the girl look... A little familiar?

I haven't seen her face before, but she looks more and more like

Moreover, if you remember correctly, when the girl knocked on the door, the martial Master seemed to say "where did you go last night" when he came out of the door! It's like this girl lives in zhangjialou! Is there such a person among them?

Among them, there was a famous girl who didn't return all night last night. She was a disciple of Uncle Su and a righteous generation. The day before yesterday, she hit Yu Jiuzhi on the fishing village island. A young master of refining spirit and returning to the virtual realm, he also accepted a golden Python as a ghost talisman. He has the inheritance magic weapon of ghost Valley sect, Jinyu Linglong Tower! She is now the number one in the eyes of their young disciples. She didn't know what to do last night. She didn't return all night. She was worried that Shigong nagged all night.

Why did Shigong say to the girl, "where did you go last night?"

The disciples stared at Xia Shao. Wu Shu, Hai ruo's eldest disciple, looked at Xia Shao's white skirt. It was obvious that she recognized the skirt. She immediately smiled quietly and said, "it's Shi Shuzu. No wonder her cultivation is so high."

Xia Shao picked her eyebrows. Wu Shu recognized her first. She was not surprised. Although there was not much communication along the way, I could see that the girl was quiet and observant. Often when other disciples are still shocked or impacted by emotions, she can calm down and think. Not much, but smart.

Xia Shao smiled and nodded gently, but the disciples looked at Wu Shu together.

Wu Shu smiled. "Why? Can't you see? Shi Shuzu was wearing this dress before he went out yesterday. Although his appearance has changed, his temperament has not changed. Is it so difficult to recognize?"

I'm afraid it's not hard to recognize, but hard to believe.

Who could have thought that when people thought that the leader's ancestor was dead, his direct disciples could go with them to participate in the Feng Shui assessment? Moreover, she did a lot of great things in front of them, but they still think she is uncle Su's disciple?

On the ship that day, they shouted one by one. They pestered her a lot these days. But after one night, she was promoted to three generations and became Shi Shuzu?

This, this is so exciting!

The disciples' eyes turned back together and stared at Xia Shao, as if waiting for her to nod and admit. Xia Shao smiled but didn't answer. He raised his eyes and smiled and looked at the boy who had been staying for a long time. He joked, "I once said, let me call you elder martial brother. I'm afraid you can't make up for it if you call me ten times another day. Now it seems that don't say ten times. I'm afraid you're going to call elder martial uncle all your life. How about? Let's hear it first?"

Xia Shao's saying so is tantamount to admitting her generation and identity.

The 106th generation of Xuanmen, the leader's direct biography!

Legitimate disciples not only represent the generation of the patriarchal generation equivalent to the elders, but also represent that they may inherit the mantle of the leader's ancestors and become the leader of the new generation of the sect in the future.

The legitimate disciple is different from the elder. He is of the same generation, but he has a more respected position in the sect than the elder. It represents the inheritor of the future sect.

The girl was only 18 years old and had such a high cultivation. They had seen it with their own eyes. Nothing is more convincing than her strength, and nothing is more exciting than the moment when she learned her identity after seeing her strength!

She was the one who followed the leader's grandmaster back to clean up the portal! It's her!

The disciples looked at each other with an excited expression, but they almost didn't rush up to cheer. Tang Zongbo raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Shao with a smile.

What did this girl do in Hong Kong? Look, these disciples are more excited when they know her identity than when they meet his leader.

Hehe, you are really old!

The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and a new generation changes the old. After cleaning the door, should he consider enjoying a few years of peace?

And when the crowd was excited, only one boy frowned, with a black face and a smelly expression.

He was called, and he was always called by the girl he thought was a little younger martial sister!

Shi Shuzu? Why is she shishuzu? What a trap!

Wen Ye's expression can only be described by smelly words. The boy's eyebrows must be tied. However, the girl standing behind the leader's founder smiled very flat, raised her eyebrows and waited for him to say "shishuzu".

What's worse, seeing that he was tangled and didn't speak, she didn't let him go. She turned to the man beside her and said, "elder martial brother, this boy has been pestering me to call him elder martial brother these days."

With Xia Shao's "senior brother", the disciples of Xuanmen turned their eyes to Xu Tianyin.

Xia Shao paid attention to him before, but now he can't help but be surprised to see this man!

Don't say they are the disciples of the Yizi generation. Even the three disciples handed down by Zhang Zhongxian, Qiu Qiqiang, zhao gu and Hai Ruo, haven't seen Xu Tianyin. They know that the leader's ancestor accepted a direct disciple and joined the school at the age of three. But his identity is very mysterious. He belongs to the disciples who enter the room. He practices in isolation and never contacts with other disciples of Xuanmen.

Moreover, when Xu Tianyin left at the age of 15, Qiu Qiqiang and the three had not yet graduated from school. They were really unfamiliar with him. It is no exaggeration to say that today is the first time to see him.

But after looking at them, they were shocked!

This man's face is really dangerous when he was a teenager! How did he come to life with the face of nine out of ten dead? Just from the face, the man's life is strange! The leader's ancestor accepted him as an apprentice, but he can see some reasons.

Moreover, the man's breath is cold and fierce. At a glance, he knows that he bears countless human lives. At a glance, he will kill the general. Since he entered the house, he has not seen much people. His eyes have always been on the old man in front of him and the girl next to him. He has rarely given eyes to others. For him, these are like nonexistence.

Xu Tianyin's cold and fierce breath surprised many young disciples. The disciples were different from their excitement and eagerness when facing Xia Shao. They were afraid to see him, and the atmosphere was immediately quiet.

After hearing Xia Shao's words, Xu Tianyin finally raised his eyes and gave Wen ye a look.

The real elder martial brother looked at xiaodouding a few steps away. His face was expressionless. He stared at him with a cold and fierce eyebrow and spit out a few words, "call shishuzu."

Wen Ye frowns. Others are afraid of Xu Tianyin. He is a newborn calf and dares to fight back, "who are you? Why do I listen to you?"

"He is also your uncle." Xia Shao explained slowly with a smile.

The boy was so angry that he almost walked all over the ground, shishuzu! Shi Shuzu! Where did so many shishuzu come from!

Why is he the youngest among the disciples of Xuanmen?!

"Smelly boy! If you call me, I'll call you! I still wronged you?" Zhang Zhongxian kicked over and bluffed, "go and serve tea! Give tea to your martial uncle!"

Xia Shao smiled. "Tea is to be respected. Give tea to the master first."

As soon as she said this, Zhang Zhong remembered that he was talking about things when he entered the door. He forgot to offer tea.

In the Jianghu tradition of the older generation, etiquette is very important. It is necessary for the younger generation to offer tea to the elders. Moreover, as the founder of the leader, all disciples who offer tea must kowtow and kneel according to the Jianghu etiquette.

"Our incense hall was occupied by the Yu family. Today it will be a incense hall in my small building. Follow the rules!" Zhang Zhongxian took the lead in holding tea, asked Tang Zongbo to sit on the seat, knocked his head three times and got up to serve tea. It is reasonable to say that he is the elder of Xuanmen. He doesn't have to kneel down and just serve tea. But Zhang Zhongxian has a deep feeling for Tang Zongbo like a brother and father. He doesn't care whether he is an elder or not. Anyway, Tang Zongbo saved his life. What's kowtow? Give him your life!

Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin asked to go elsewhere. After looking at Zhang Zhongxian, Qiu Qiqiang, zhao gu and Hai Ruo came to kowtow and offer tea to Tang Zongbo, and then there were Zhang's young disciples.

Xuanmen has a general hall in Hong Kong, but it is different from the general Hall of an Qin society and triad society. Xuanmen is a metaphysical sect. The general hall exists in the name of the metaphysical Association and is located in the prosperous area of Hong Kong. There are incense halls and temples in the association. Many citizens come to ask for amulets and pray for blessings during the Spring Festival. It is also a place for elders to gather and summon sect disciples. In the eyes of the outside world, that is the place where feng shui masters go in and out, and the people who sit there all year round are undoubtedly the first Feng Shui Masters in Hong Kong.

But in fact, there is the main hall of Xuanmen.

Over the years, the hall of Xuanmen has naturally been occupied by Yu Jiuzhi, where he accepted appointments from celebrities from all walks of life and was highly praised as the first feng shui master.

For Xia Shao, this place must be taken back!

When she looked down at things, the disciples had finished offering tea to Tang Zongbo. As Wen Ye was the youngest disciple, he naturally came last. After tea, Xia Shao looked up at him with a smile. The boy's face was more tangled.

Qiu Qiqiang, zhao gu and Hai Ruo came to Xu Tianyin and Xia Shao with a smile and often called them "martial uncle". If the martial uncle had just met Xia Shao, the three might still feel uncomfortable. Compared with her young age, she had a short entry time. But after seeing her accomplishments, they no longer have this psychological barrier.

The leader's disciple is naturally extraordinary. In this world, no matter where we go, people always respect the strong more.

After receiving the tea from the three calmly, the young disciples came to offer tea one after another. For Xu Tianyin, the disciples were more respectful and awed, even a little distant. But once they gave Xia Shaojing tea, the disciples became active, kowtowed and smiled.

Xia Shao smiled and looked at each person after serving tea. Wen Ye's face became smelly, because it indicates that there are fewer and fewer people. Soon he will go to the execution ground.

Wen Ye is still the last one. When it's his turn, even the young disciples let him go to the theatre with a smile. This boy is the most sticky Xia Shao. He chases her all day and calls for senior brother. Did he hit his foot today?

The boy tangled his eyebrows, lowered his head and smelled his face. He swept the martial brothers fiercely. Without looking at Xia Shao, he rushed forward, rushed to the front and knelt down with a pop. He banged his head for three times. He banged his head very loudly. I didn't know that he was hitting the wall.

As soon as he finished knocking his head, the boy quickly got up, handed the tea forward and twisted his head awkwardly, "martial uncle! Be careful to burn!"

Xia Shao smiled at Wen ye, but instead of taking the bowl of tea, he looked at Xu Tianyin. Xu Tianyin reached out to take the tea, took a sip, turned his head and said to Xia Shao, "just right."

Xia Shao picks up her eyebrows and smiles at Wen ye, so she has time. The meaning is obvious. The bowl just now is for Xu Tianyin. Her bowl needs to be respected again.

The boy clenched his teeth. When he turned around, the floor was obviously pounding. He turned back and knocked his head three times. He got up to offer tea, "shishuzu!"

"Hey! Good!" Xia Shao answered with a smile, took the tea and took a sip of Haosheng. The boy bit his lip, and Xia Shao saw him blush for the first time.

She burst into laughter, and Wen Ye's face immediately turned red to pig liver. Xia Shao smiled for a while and stopped teasing him. Instead, he put the tea aside and talked about business.

A digression

I've been depressed these two days. I'll update it early tomorrow. m