Chapter 120

Yang Qiu is really preparing to leave Shanghai.

He wants to start the real road of cultivation, but leaving doesn't mean he won't come back. Jiangnan is his base camp and can't be abandoned easily.

During this period of time, the attached body was reborn, which made him have the perception of the world of mortals. More importantly, it made him vaguely have a bad feeling.

When he was just reborn, he didn't feel that way, but since he got the ask Heavenly Sword and the ten thousand year stone milk, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

It seems that there is a big hand in control of his destiny.

This is an illusory feeling, he is not sure, but this feeling has been lingering in his mind.

This is an extremely bad feeling.

Because it shows your destiny, being controlled from the beginning.

Attached to the body and reborn, he has formed the cause and effect of the world of mortals. He has done everything he should do. Now he should seriously think about it for himself.

When qiu'an group was founded, the Second Ring Road West of the capital.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying in the capital that the East is rich and the west is expensive. Therefore, many royal houses in the previous dynasty are also located in the west of the second ring road of the capital.

Unlike the monk sea in the capital, there are not many modern high-rise buildings. Compared with the coastal cities with these towering modern buildings, the capital is somewhat backward, especially within the second ring road. There are few buildings with more than 30 floors. Among the modern buildings, there are gray courtyards.

These courtyards are quadrangles. Many of these quadrangles have become scenic spots, and those near the ancient imperial city have become the private houses of some big people in the capital.

The siheyuan, which can own a private house in the capital, will not exceed ten people, regardless of the big people seen in the prime time news.

At the gate of a gray quadrangle in an obscure corner alley in the West City, a limousine slowly stopped. The people who got off the limousine were none other than the river wind that was disheartened in the Jiangnan hunting ground.

Half of the south of the Yangtze River was directly lost in his hands.

During this time, the prince had a hard time. First, he was slapped by his grandfather, and then he was punished to stay at home for two months. He had just been released by his family.

The expression on Jiang Liufeng's face was very serious. After getting off the bus, he first took a look at the gate of the courtyard and seemed afraid to go in.

This is a very ordinary quadrangle. Looking from the door, the front face of the street is even old and narrow, but after entering, there is a hole in it.

A shadow wall is nine meters long. On it is a relief landscape painting. The pen power is vigorous. At first glance, it comes from a famous artist.

After entering, Jiang Liufeng carefully passed through the movie wall, turned directly into the backyard, and passed through two patios before coming to the back garden.

In such a large back garden, there is a very quiet courtyard. This small courtyard is located in the garden, surrounded by water, completely on an island in the middle of the lake.

Who could have thought that there was a cave in this ordinary courtyard outside?

The whole quadrangle is extremely luxurious in the atmosphere, and the details are unique. I'm afraid this back garden alone has consumed the efforts of many skilled craftsmen.

This is simply a palace, not a quadrangle, even more luxurious than an ordinary palace.

This quadrangle has a history of more than 200 years.

Few people know who the owner of this quadrangle is, and fewer people know that this quadrangle is the residence of the Lord of Hongmen.

Qinghong, Nanqing and Beihong. Nanqing comes from Beihong. That is to say, before Qinghong separated, Qingbang was just a branch of Hongmen.

The Qing Gang has a history of 100 years, but Hongmen has a history of 300 years.

The Green Gang and Hongmen were originally a family of flesh and blood.

Hongmen's organization is more complete than that of the Qingbang. Hongmen's constitution is more important than that of the Qingbang, and Hongmen's influence is also above that of the Qingbang.

Even now in North America, there is a world Hongmen Association, or even a branch of Hongmen, which is the predecessor of the United public Party of the eight Ming democratic parties in this country - zhigongtang.

Those who know a little about politics understand the position of the chairman of the Zhigong party.

Zhigongtang is just a branch of Hongmen.

In the backyard of the courtyard, which looks small and dilapidated outside but is surprisingly large inside, there is a room in the courtyard on the island in the middle of the lake. It is completely in the style of the 1930s. Under the nave next to the master chair, there is an old gramophone! There's a incense burner next to it! The whole room is filled with a faint but refreshing fragrance, which is the precious ambergris!

In the gramophone, the record is also the old record of the last century.

An old man was sitting in a chair next to the master's chair with his eyes closed. After the river wind came in, he was silent and didn't dare to speak at all. He only dared to walk over lightly, sit quietly in another chair, and then wait for the old man to open his eyes.

The old man's hair is white, but there is no wrinkle on his face. His face is red. He seems to be closing his eyes, meditating and dozing! But the river breeze did not dare to make a sound at all. He could only sit idly. All kinds of eyes in his original eyes had become one, that is, respect.

Even more respectful than seeing his grandfather, the old man of the Jiang family.

The old man's straight waist is as loose as a pine, and his whole body is with a dignified momentum. Even if he closes his eyes, it makes people very afraid! This momentum is the so-called Jianghu Qi.

"You're in such a hurry!"

The river breeze whispered:

"I just want to finish your order as soon as possible. After all, Hongmen is in the capital...!"

After the record was played, the old man slowly opened his eyes. Instead of opening his eyes, he shook his head and felt the emotion just immersed in the record. Then he slowly opened his eyes!

Just opened his eyes, there were two fine mans in the old man's eyes. He glanced at the river breeze faintly!

"The world is nothing more than white and black. The world is composed of black and white. If there is day, of course there will be night. I can sit upright for 50 years. Don't I understand better than you?"

The river wind was sweating and whispered:

"You're right. I've always kept your teachings in mind. If it weren't for Yang Qiu, my plan wouldn't be wrong."

The old man smiled and smiled lightly:

"Your plan was originally good, but if it can't stand the test, it's the biggest problem. This time it's not a fiasco. We ordinary people do ordinary people's things. Those who are not people do their things. Your biggest mistake is to control them. Can you control the people in Tianmen?"

"You're right. I think too much. What should we do this time?"

The old man smiled faintly:

"Hehe! What should I do? Do what you should do, fight for what you should fight for, and fight for what you should fight for. Don't forget that you are Miao Hong, but your grandfather let you pick up Hongmen. In other people's eyes, Hongmen is an underworld, a crooked sect, not a white sect, not a righteous sect. You still have poor eyesight and need more exercise. "

The old man seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"This is my cooperation with your grandfather. You don't understand. If you don't understand, you will lose and die! "