Chapter 162

"Childe."

Shangguan Mingan came forward with an urgency to see the inheritance quickly in his voice.

"Let's get on board!"

When he saw the mouse on the ground, his eyes immediately showed disgust.

"Go, go!"

If you stretch your foot, you'll kick.

"Don't move."

Guo fan stretched out with one hand, an invisible force stopped his movement, bent down and held the mouse in his hand.

Most mice are dirty, but this one is different.

With golden hair on the back and flexible eyes, the whole body is extremely dry. The hair is as soft as silk and feels very smooth.

In particular, Guo fan held it in his hand, comfortably stretched out his limbs, twisted his neck and lay in the palm of his hand. It was actually a little cute.

It is not only afraid of people, but extremely skilled.

"The mouse... Is interesting."

Shangguan Mingan was stunned and smiled.

"Let's go."

Guo fan stepped onto the boat and stopped behind the boatman. His eyes seemed to have no intention of sweeping each other.

This is a woman, who seems to be quite old, with white temples and a shawl on her face. She is thin and bent.

There are also women boatmans on the river here, but women are inconvenient to go out. Most of them dress up like this.

"Boatman, did you raise the mouse?"

Shangguanming went to the shore and found a place to sit down. He looked curiously at the mouse in Guo fan's hand.

"Yes."

The boatman's voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life. He nodded slowly. His eyes under the scarf swept Guo fan. It seemed that he was also a little strange why Xiao Jin was not afraid of strangers.

"Where is the boatman?"

Guo fan suddenly spoke.

"Lingnan Taoist."

The boatman made some effort to slide the oars and let the boat leave the Bank of the river and swing slowly towards the opposite side.

It can be seen that her physique is too weak. There are several more people on the boat, which makes her work hard every time she paddles.

His forehead was sweating, his arms were blue and bulging, and he trembled slightly.

"The boatman was hurt?"

Guo fan's eyes moved and fell on the boatman's bare arms and bare feet outside his linen clothes.

There are twisted scars, which look extremely ferocious.

For example, someone inserts a sharp blade into the tendons of his hands and feet, and then cuts it slowly. It becomes a trace over time.

“……”

The boatman seemed stunned.

Then he nodded and replied in a slow voice: "yes, he was a bandit when he was young and left a scar on his body."

"Women don't have many boats, and there are no men at home?"

Shangguan Mingan looked at Guo fan strangely. The childe seemed to ask a lot.

Contact with it for a period of time, unlike people who talk a lot, but there is alienation everywhere.

At this time, he was concerned about a boatman.

The female boatman shook her head and said, "the body bone is not good. It's a burden. Who dares to want it?"

"So."

Guo fan nodded: "the boatman is hurt, and it is not suitable to see the cold. Pay more attention to his body."

“……”

As soon as this remark fell, not only did Shangguan Mingan have some doubts, but the eyes under the boatman's veil also flickered slightly.

"Thank you for your concern."

She bowed and coughed softly and said, "I'm an old problem. Besides, life is always easy."

"Live one day, is one day!"

The female boatman's voice was low and weak, with indifference to life and death, such as the decadent old man who died in the mountain village.

"Why..."

Guo fan sighed in a low voice.

"Hua la..."

The river flowed slowly. For a time, there was no sound on the boat, only sobbing from time to time.

It was Gao Siyan's uncontrollable cry when he missed his parents.

"Here we are."

With the strange noise of the boat touching the shore, the boatman finally took several people to the other side.

"Chenghui, the ship is twelve dollars."

"Here."

Shangguan Mingan threw out a piece of silver: "don't change it. The rest should be rewarded by the childe."

"Thank you, childe."

The female boatman bowed tremblingly and knelt on the boat to chase the broken silver. Her body became more and more bent.

Compared with the prime of life and the fame in the Jianghu, it is more strange and desolate.

"Boatman."

Guo fan stroked the golden mouse and flashed waves in his eyes: "how long have you been operating a boat here?"

The boatman's body gave a meal and slowly looked up: "I've been here for more than eight years."

"Eight years."

Guo fan nodded silently.

"Before long, we have to go back to the opposite side. If the boatman doesn't mind the trouble, he can pay attention here."

"When I go back..."

"We may take your boat again."

"Yes!"

The boatman bowed and stretched out his hand, and the golden mouse jumped up and ran to each other.

At the same time, his mouth squeaked as if he were saying something.

"Childe."

Seeing several people turn and leave, the female boatman suddenly looks up with a different sound tape.

"Have we ever met?"

"I don't think so."

Guo fan was silent, then shook his head: "it's just that the boatman reminds me of an early friend."

"Really?"

The boatman bowed his head and took up the oar with some difficulty: "it's also a coincidence. The childe also reminds me of an old friend."

"But the man is dead."

Her voice was low and almost inaudible.

"Really."

Guo fan walked with his hands down. Only a line of voices floated slowly: "that's a pity."

The eyes of the boatman slowly retracted and shook his head.

"Xiao Jin, you should have recognized the wrong person."

She smiled bitterly and looked down at the river.

"He's dead. It's impossible!"

"Childe."

On the way, officer Mingan's eyes flashed and said, "do you know the woman boatman just now?"

"I don't know."

Guo fan shook his head.

"Really?"

Shangguan Mingan rubbed his chin and nodded gently: "yes, the scar on the man was old. The childe should be young at that time."

"But..."

He shrunk his eyes and said, "the scar is made of broken tendons. It will never be used on ordinary people."

"When the boatman was young, he might still be a Jianghu expert!"

"So what."

Guo fan's face was indifferent: "gratitude, resentment and hatred are staged in the Jianghu every day. Since someone is willing to quit the Jianghu, why investigate the past experience again."

"That's what I said."

Shangguan Mingan scratched his head and looked back at the Gao brothers and sisters.

"However, sometimes gratitude and resentment can't be put down. Hatred can be very dangerous!"

…………

"Gaojiazhuang is ahead!"

Gao Yunwen looked up and looked at a mountain village at the foot of the mountain in the distance.

"Gaojiazhuang."

Shangguan Mingan nodded and asked, "does anyone know this is your old house?"

If anyone knows, those who covet the inheritance of pingtian sword will not let go of it.

"Very few."

Gao Yunwen shook his head and said, "our family has already moved to the county city and has almost never returned here."

"Even I only heard my parents mention it when I was a child."

Speaking of this, his eyes moved and said, "maybe people in the family deliberately didn't mention it so as not to be found."

"So..."

Shangguan Mingan nodded.

"Go!"

Several people accelerated under their feet and threw themselves at the mountain village.

Guo fan and Shangguan Mingan, needless to say, have excellent lightness skills, deep internal power and amazing speed.

The Gao brothers and sisters, as the children of the vice president of Meiling chamber of Commerce, although they are a little arrogant, they have a solid foundation.

The Gao family's leaf picking sword formula, Liuhe fast knife and night rain flying flower body method are not vulgar inheritance.

In the Jianghu, although it can't compare with the top aristocratic families and sects, first-class people can still rank top.

Not long.

Gaojiazhuang is close at hand.

"In the north of the village, there are tombs."

Gao Yunwen turned his eyes and walked north of the village according to his father's last words.

Sure enough, there is a grave here. Before the morning fog goes, it also looks invisible and terrible.

"After the old people in the village die, they will be buried here."

Gao Yunwen said as he walked, "but the graves of our GAOs' ancestors have been moved to Qingping mountain outside the city."

"Only one has not been moved!"

Shangguan Mingan brightened his eyes and hurriedly said, "there is the inheritance of pingtian sword in it?"

"Yes."

Gao Yunwen nodded.

Speaking of the inheritance of this sword, although he was sad and angry, he couldn't help feeling the ups and downs.

"Childe, inheritance can be given to you, but the hatred of our Gao family..."

"Don't worry."

Guo fan's voice is indifferent, but he has a convincing strength: "as long as the inheritance is true, I will naturally solve your enemy."

"Yes."

Gao Yunwen hung his head.

Now he has no way to go. The news that the Gao family has pingtian sword has been spread all over the Jianghu.

It seems that the only one who is willing to offend the Changle gang and has the strength to avenge him is the one in front of him.

Hatred drove him to make today's choice.

As for acquiring divine skill and then taking revenge alone, it is not advisable in his father's last words.

"The third place in the northeast corner is paved with red stone."

After turning around the cemetery, Gao Yunwen stopped in front of a low grave full of weeds.

He squatted down and scratched, and a touch of dark red caught his eyes immediately.

"Here it is!"

"Yes."

Guo fan nodded, looked sideways into the dark forest and said, "take it out!"

"Yes."

The three should be, come forward and do it.

The elder brothers and sisters of the Gao family are serious enough to know more than half of them. Their palm strength is condensed. One palm is like a shovel.

The speed of going to the official Mingan was even more amazing. As soon as the palm strength came out, less than half of the tomb was pushed away by him.

Soon a coffin was revealed.

"Pretty new."

Shangguan Mingan's mouth turned up: "it seems that your high family often come here. The coffin is no more than five years old!"

"After all, it's the inheritance of pingtian sword. Everyone wants to know what they can understand."

Gao Yunwen's face tightened, got up and jumped down, carrying out the huge coffin.

"Peng!"

With a loud noise, the lid of the coffin opened.

An iron box was exposed inside.

"Nine orifices exquisite lock! Black iron box!"

Shangguan Mingan's eyes flashed: "the pen of the mechanism master of the previous dynasty. If you don't know the way, it's estimated that only Ding Xiaoqian can open it all over the world."

"Empty handed?"

Gao Yunwen glanced at him and held the iron box in his hand.

Looking at the iron box, he changed his eyes, reached out and stroked the box face, and sighed heavily for a long time.

"Ping Tian Yi Jian!"

"Click..."

I don't know where he pressed, the iron box suddenly opened.

"Shua!"

"Ding..."

At the same time, a few cold lights came out in the dark and came straight to the iron box, which was amazing.

"Hum!"

Guo fan hummed softly.

With a big hand, an invisible force turned into a heavy aura and wrapped up all the people in an instant.

"Come out!"

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