Chapter 159: Knowing that friends don’t know each other, I ask where the guest comes from with a smile (please subscribe)

Author: 100,000 Vegetables

Chapter 159: Knowing that friends don’t know each other, I ask where the guest comes from with a smile (please subscribe)

Outside the courtyard, seeing the wooden door close together, Ji Ping'an's back disappear, and the Pei mother and daughter who were waiting outside had different expressions.

Wearing purple clothes and silk clothes, wearing golden shaking, Li Xiangjun, with a dignified temperament, suddenly wings appeared in his eyes, and turned his head to look at his daughter beside him:

"Where did you invite this master? You are young but have extraordinary temperament."

Pei Qiuwei was distracted. Hearing this, he looked at his mother and said:

"I heard it was from Zhongzhou."

Zhongzhou? Could it be that Taoist walking?

Li Xiangjun is not stupid. As the mistress of Pei, he is in charge of the internal affairs of such a large family. Even if he is worried about his relatives, he will not lose his mind.

He allowed Ji Ping'an to meet the head of his hometown, and he was sure that he would never make a simple decision.

"Mom, do you say he wants to see his grandfather, is it really just a doctor's kindness?" Pei Qiuwei asked suddenly.

Li Xiangjun looked at her smart daughter and asked back: "Do you think it's not?"

Pei Qiuwei hesitated for a moment and said:

"I had no doubts at first, but the more I came into contact with it, I always felt that this person seemed to know me too much about my Pei family. My daughter was just worried that his purpose was impure."

It was clear that at noon, she had rejected the maid's suspicion in the carriage, but at this time, she felt that she could not figure it out.

However, Li Xiangjun was not surprised, but said:

"It is because of this that it is necessary to ask him to see his father. Although his father is crazy, his martial arts cultivation is extremely strong and he is not afraid of any malice. No matter what the purpose of this young gentleman is, he will never hurt his father. Moreover, according to the past

Experience, my father's epilepsy was just a temporary one."

Pei Qiuwei suddenly realized:

"Mom, what you mean is that if he has good intentions, he will naturally be fine. If he has other thoughts, he can also use his grandfather's wise eyes to see through it? Or at least test him one or two?"

Li Xiangjun smiled but said nothing.

Pei Qiuwei silently recorded this matter and was about to look back and study carefully at night. My mother looked simple, but she was also very thoughtful.

At this time, a figure trotted in the distance.

"Mom, second sister, I asked the servants why you didn't go in here?" Pei Qian asked curiously.

He learned that the divination masters had finished divination, so he rushed to ask for the results. However, he learned that his mother, sister and a man were talking in the side hall. After finally passing by, he attracted him here again.

Li Xiangjun glanced at his stupid son without saying a word.

Pei Qiuwei sighed, ignored this guy, turned his head and looked at the extremely quiet yard:

In order to avoid causing disturbances when going crazy, this courtyard is equipped with a sound insulation formation.

"At this time, he was afraid that he had met his grandfather, so don't be scared." She thought to herself.

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"Pei Wuju! Come out to see me!"

In the cold and solemn courtyard where the fallen leaves were everywhere, Ji Ping'an's qi sank into the Dantian, exhaling and opening his breath, and the sound immediately exploded like thunder.

The next second, next to the three-story red patent leather pavilion, in the small lake, the water surface suddenly boiled, and bubbles bulged, as if boiling.

Immediately, with a rumbling explosion, the water surface exploded with a three-meter-high water column, and an old man in a wet warrior shirt broke out of the water.

I saw the person:

Her white hair is as messy as weeds, her body is strong and her chest is half open.

On the brown barefoot ankle, several iron chains as thick as arms were held, wet and pierced into the bottom of the lake, penetrated the silt, and poured the Zhenjiang stone lock at the end weighing thousands of pounds.

As soon as Pei Wuju came out of the water, the air wave exploded with his punch. The fine water droplets shot towards the shore like bullets, but were pushed away by invisible force when approaching Ji Ping'an.

"Hahaha..." She looked like a madman, who had been trapped at the peak of the well for many years, made a crying and laughing sound.

Stepping on the water surface and looking around, under the weed-like white hair, a pair of gray eyes showed off, without any enlightenment.

When he saw Ji Ping'an, he was like an angry beast. The old warrior arched his back and his beard stood up. He took big steps like a madman and ran towards him.

The soles of my feet stepped on the lake, and every step I fell, the white waves exploded, making the sound terrifying.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ji Ping'an and handed out his right fist.

And at this moment, the iron chains on his feet stretched to the limit, like a tight dog chain, making a sharp creaking sound, freezing his tiger's body in place.

"Peng!"

He punched out, and was so close that he was close. The fist wind suddenly rolled up the wind and waves, causing Ji Ping'an's hair to fly backwards, and his whole body was shaking.

However, there was no panic in his eyes, only sighs and pity.

Pei Wu was furious and swung his fists continuously, but he was trapped by the iron chain and was unable to get close. He couldn't help but get angry. He screamed and suddenly ejected backwards, hitting half of the already collapsed rockery, as if venting his anger.

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There was a loud bang of smoke and dust, but there was no use of spiritual essence at all, which showed that its destructive power was terrifying.

But the former glorious old master is now like a wild beast, and it is no wonder that he is willing to block himself here.

Ji Ping'an sighed softly and said:

"Pei Wuju, do you still remember the full moon night thirteen years ago?"

The sound of his words was not loud, but the moment he uttered it, Pei Wu, who was originally like a crazy tiger, suddenly froze. His whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning, his breath collapsed, and his neck turned around with a "click" sound, staring at him tightly.

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The gray eyes were gradually shining out, as if there was a clear will trying to wake up, but it was difficult to break free.

Ji Ping'an shook his head and sighed, and suddenly shouted with a blow:

"War Ju, wake up!"

This sound contained a trace of spiritual essence, and Pei Wuju felt that there was a roar in his ears like a yellow bell, Dalu.

The whole person was trembling like a sieve, the grayish whiteness and madness were melting like ice and snow. He knelt on the stone platform by the lake like a loss of strength, hugging his head with both hands and screaming.

Then, his muscles trembled, the dispersed spiritual essence contracted into his body, and the murderous intent in the courtyard quickly subsided.

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying warrior in front of him became a weak old man with disheveled hair.

He slowly raised his head, used his hands to push away his white hair, looked at the young man ahead in surprise, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice:

"Who are you?"

At this moment, although Pei Wuju was embarrassed, he had a hint of martial arts master-like demeanor.

He recalled the words Ji Ping'an said just now, "The full moon night thirteen years ago", and a vague guess came out, and he felt his mouth dry and his tongue dry. His voice was a trembling trembling that he had not even noticed, and bowed:

"I am Pei Wuju, who just lost his composure, made the guests laugh. How dare you ask for the name of the surname?"

Ji Ping'an's expression was dull: "No name or no surname."

Pei Wuju didn't dare to be careless: "Dare you ask about your background?"

Ji Ping'an said lightly: "The mountains and fields are scattered."

Pei Wu raised his eyebrows and frowned: "You are here, what's the point?"

Ji Ping'an said: "Pick up something."

Pei Wu raised his eyes and suddenly shone brightly: "What do you want to take, sir?"

In a few short and inexplicable conversations, his name for the young man in front of him has changed several times.

Ji Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back, looked at him strangely, waved his sleeves, and threw out a wooden sign:

"Don't say, the box that was stored in you back then was lost."

Pei Wuju was greatly inspired. At this moment, the martial artist's old face showed uncontrollable surprise, as if he had been waiting for countless years, and finally waited for this moment.

He subconsciously held the tattered wooden sign with both hands, as if holding a supreme treasure. His knees suddenly fell to his knees, and the blue brick spider webs under his knees cracked like:

"Pei's martial arts, pay homage to the national teacher!"

Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "Who did you say you would like to pay homage?"

Pei Wu raised his hand and held the wooden sign with a fanatical expression:

"In the past, when the National Master was leaving, he said that those who saw this wooden sign would be like the National Master coming in person."

This is a remarkable statement. If you change to a simple and easy-to-understand statement, it is similar to the officials meeting Shangfang’s sword.

Pei Wuju knelt down not the young man in front of him, but the deceased Master of the Great Zhou, but he didn't know that his words were a coincidence in a sense.

Pei Wuju showed reminiscence on his face and said:

"Thirteen years ago, the national master broke through the pass and left the Shendu and passed through Yuhang. It happened that my husband had become a demon in martial arts and almost died. Fortunately, the national master took action and saved his life. He was even more fortunate that he followed the national master for half a month and got him.
To be continued...