After hearing Zhang Xingyun's words, Mo Xixue nodded. She didn't know why. She felt that she was very at ease with Zhang Xingyun and felt safe every time she was around him.
When they came to the pavilion, there were five people, three men and one woman, an old man with a goatee. However, four middle-aged people stood around the old man in two waves. Their faces showed a trace of awe only when they looked at the old man.
Zhang Xingyun and Mo Xixue walk into the pavilion. The old goat bearded man just stops writing, then starts slowly and looks at Zhang Xingyun gently.
Zhang Xingyun is also looking at the old man with a goatee. He is about 60 or 70 years old. His short hair is a little gray but thick. The skin on his face and hands is dark yellow but tight. He has a small white goatee on his chin. He looks very kind.
"You guys go to other places to play first. I have something to say with this child." The old goat bearded man suddenly waved to the four people behind him.
After hearing the old man's words, the three men and one woman behind the old goat beard hesitated. They all looked at Zhang Xingyun in front of them, guessing the identity of Zhang Xingyun.
"Why, now I don't listen to what I say?" Seeing that the four people behind him did not seem to be ready to leave, the old man straightened up slowly, and then the momentum of his whole body also changed accordingly. The fierce breath made each of them tremble.
Zhang Xingyun naturally felt the strong breath of the old man, and then moved her steps slightly to block Mo Xixue. After the strong breath rushed to him, it was directly dissipated.
The old goat bearded old man naturally saw Zhang Xingyun's small movements. The four people behind him could not resist his own breath, but the boy in front of him could resist so easily, which made him very curious!
Then, the goatee old man is a gentle smile, and then his breath also in an instant convergence away.
Zhang Xingyun and Mo Xixue are OK, but the other four people shiver slightly under the impact of the fierce breath of the goatee old man. After the breath dissipates, they just bear the short breath and respectfully leave the pavilion.
As for Mo Xixue, the old man's right of goatee should not be seen.
"Wood, I suddenly felt so cold just now!" Mo Xixue whispered behind Zhang Xingyun.
"It's OK. I'm here." Zhang Xingyun comforted her.
Just now, the momentum of the goatee old man more or less affected Mo Xixue.
"Well." Mo Xixue nodded, but when looking at Zhang Xingyun's back, her beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent shape.
The old goat bearded man saw that the four people were gone, and then he called Zhang Xingyun and said, "little friend, are you interested in seeing the old man's calligraphy?"
"No Zhang Xingyun is very direct.
The old man was suddenly suffocated. What he wanted to say was stifled back.
"Wood, respect the old man!" Mo Xixue slightly pursed her mouth, but did not forget to educate.
"Well, let's see." Since it was the employer who spoke, Zhang Xingyun approached the stone table and began to watch the calligraphy on the white paper.
The old goat beard old man is very speechless. I don't know how many people rush to see his calligraphy. But this boy is still reluctant.
It's calligraphy. In fact, there is only one word on the white paper. However, Zhang Xingyun's pupil shrinks slightly when he sees that word.
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