Chapter 324 Secret Talk

Mr. Lan left the Xuanyuan family teahouse and was not in a hurry to return to the Feng family villa. He walked along the street in the cold wind. After walking for a while, he received a phone call and rushed to an old tea shop. street.

Several old streets in Beijing once had the most teahouses. With the development of the times, the street management projects have also kept pace with the times and become diverse. However, there are still a small number of time-honored teahouses that have not changed their businesses.

The taxi taking Mr. Lan into the old street slowed down and looked for the teahouse designated by the customer. He found the land and stopped along the edge.

After paying the fare, Lan Shao straightened his clothes and walked slowly to the door of the old teahouse with a brick and wood structure. He opened the curtain to block the cold wind and entered the lobby with the inward wind.

The tea boy warmly welcomed the guests. Mr. Lan went straight to the second floor with ease, and told the tea boy: "Mei Zi Yajian."

"It turns out to be Mr. Lan , please, the second young master will be here soon." The tea boy didn't know who the distinguished guest was, but when he heard the guest reported to the private room, he knew who it was, escorted the guest to the stairs, watched him go up, and then ordered the tea to be made.

Lan Shao climbed to the second floor, found the elegant room with the word Mei, and pushed the door in. The elegant room had been prepared and tidied up. There were ancient vases in the Duobao Pavilion, and there were ancient vases on the basin shelves. There are lush potted plants in the four seasons. There is a kotatsu table and exquisite tea sets in the room.

Before the host came, Mr. Lan went to the guest seat of the kotatsu and sat down. The basin in the kotatsu was lit by a charcoal fire, which gave off a warm feeling.

He only sat for a short while. The tea boy brought four-color cakes and four-color fruits. Furthermore, he brought a small stove for boiling water and placed it not far from the kotatsu. The water for tea was boiled on the stove, and a small table was set out with hot and cold water, smokeless charcoal for the fire, water and dishes for hand washing.

After getting the items, the tea boy quietly exited.

A few minutes later, another young man in his thirties entered the teahouse. He was wrapped in a black windbreaker. He looked as straight as a green pine, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, thin lips slightly pursed, looking forward. He was calm and majestic, and his calm eyes contained the cold and sharp light of the sword.

When the tea boy who welcomed guests saw the young master from the Dongfang family arriving, he respectfully replied: "Second young master, Mr. Lan is upstairs."

"Oh." The young man was calm. With a sound, he went straight to the second floor, climbed up to the second floor, took off his coat, only wore a white shirt, walked to the Mei Ziya room and stepped in.

"Qingxi, you came a little late."

"Master Fang, it's not that I came late, it's that you came too early." Master Lan knew that Master Fang It refers to the fact that the Nalan family arrived in Beijing a little late.

“If there are no outsiders, just call me Dongfang King Kong. I call me Fang Shao Fang Shao, and I get called so many times that I almost think my real surname is Fang.”

Mr. Fang walked to the kotatsu and threw his coat on an empty chair, washed his hands, sat down at the main seat, and picked up the steaming pot of boiling water from the stove to wash the tea set with boiling water.

"To each other. King Kong, I haven't seen you for more than two years, but you are becoming more and more free and easy." Mr. Lan also smiled and took off his coat and threw it on the empty chair.

"That's it, it's hard to come out and take a breath. If you don't be more relaxed and relaxed, you will suffocate to death."

Mr. Fang washed the tea set, took out the tea leaves, and made tea. Divide the tea again.

Mr. Lan took the tea and took a sip. The clear green Biluochun tea soup was fresh and sweet.

"Have you visited Mr. Xuan?" Mr. Fang took a sip of tea and helped the guest to refill it.

“I was planning to post a post tomorrow and the place recommended for dinner today was Xuanyuan’s restaurant. I happened to meet Young Master Xuanyuan in person, and then went to the teahouse for a formal meeting.”
< br /> "How was the discussion?"

"Not so good. You know, I am familiar with the Fifth Young Master Xuanyuan. I have no personal relationship with the Young Master of the Xuanyuan Family. Young Master Xuan's cultivation has also improved greatly. , It’s really annoying for a person with mediocre qualifications like me.”

“That guy is a weirdo and cannot be judged by common sense.” When Young Master Xuanyuan’s cultivation was mentioned, Young Master Fang could not help but feel sad and depressed. , that guy's talent and understanding are too high. He is obviously several years younger than them, but his cultivation level is higher than that of the latecomers. It's heartbreaking to think about it.

"Indeed." Lan Shao felt worried and stopped thinking about those things. He returned to the topic and said, "You all have noses like dogs. You act on the wind and come to Beijing early. Will there be any gains?"< br />
"None." Speaking of the purpose of coming to Beijing, Mr. Fang became even more depressed: "The He family has done a good job of keeping secrets. No one can be found at all. The only clue is the disciple of the old man. Unfortunately, An old expert from the Lianjun General Hospital chased him and asked, but he didn't reveal a single word. Now he just waited."

"Waiting? Does that mean he revealed something?"

"Probably because he was annoyed by the questioning, Mr. Yan only revealed that if he wanted to find someone to treat his great-grandmother, he should wait patiently. When that person is happy, he will naturally show up."

“That doesn’t mean you didn’t say anything.”

“Yes, but there is no way to force him with a knife on his neck. Who dares to do that is tantamount to forcing him. The old man fell out of favor."

"Have you met Mr. Yan?"

"No, Mr. Yan has a public official position and is now studying at Qingda University. According to reliable information, I heard a few days ago that for some unknown reason, many people are targeting Mr. Yan. It is not convenient for people like us to meet him."

"I met Mr. Yan and Mr. Yan at Mr. Xuan's place today. His friend was having dinner, and after chatting for a while, I askedI want to invite you to Qingda University for a walk this weekend and ask him to have tea. From the looks of it, I have to postpone the date. "

"It's better to wait until later. It would be better to meet again when there is a suitable opportunity. "

"King Kong, you are well-informed. Have you ever heard of any family in the ancient martial arts world that has a female genius? "

"Girl genius? The Dongfang family has my sister Dongfang Jinzhi, the Ji family has the ninth lady Ji Jiufeng, the Tantai family has Tantai Mixue, and the Lu family has Lu Lingshuang. As far as I know, only a few can be considered geniuses, and the other women The qualifications of an ancient martial arts practitioner are not considered geniuses. "

"Apart from these, are there any new stars, for example, talented girls who are about twelve or thirteen years old? "

" Among those who are less than twenty years old, only Helian Qinghe, who has a concubine in the Helian family outside Guan, can barely qualify. However, that person is also seventeen years old. I heard that She is a tall, slender and beautiful woman with flowing hair. She will take the college entrance examination next year and may come to the capital to study at university. "

"It shouldn't be that one, I'm talking about a girl with short hair who looks like a boy, very pretty and petite. "

"If it's not from the Helian family, I don't know. As far as I know, there is no girl of the right size in each family. "

"So, does the old man or his friends have any female disciples? ”

　“No. "

"This is a bit strange," Mr. Lan put his arm across his waist and stroked his chin with the other, looking thoughtful: "When I met Mr. Yan today, one of his friends should be him. The third young master of the Xiaoliu family, and the other one is the little girl I’m talking about. That little girl has a very high level of cultivation at a young age. Because the young man from the Feng family provoked her, the little girl used a chopstick to acupuncture her acupuncture points, and the young master Feng was hit hard. Unable to move. "

"Acupuncture? Mr. Fang almost thought he heard wrongly: "You're not mistaken, the little girl knows acupoints?" "

"Yes, it was an acupuncture hand. She tapped the numb acupoints of the Feng family boy. Later, I did it myself. The little girl's attack speed was very fast. Putting herself in her shoes, if it were me, I couldn't completely avoid it, and when the little girl attacked, I couldn't detect any fluctuations in my internal energy. "

"A little girl of twelve or thirteen years old can do acupuncture? Are you lying to me? How deep can one have internal strength at the age of twelve or thirteen? My sister is considered a leader. She didn’t really get started until she was fourteen years old. She practiced hard for three years. She didn’t develop a trace of internal strength until she was seventeen years old. She was able to master the acupuncture technique at the age of twenty-five. Not to mention women, we are the most talented people in the family. Not everyone has mastered the acupuncture points. If the person you are talking about really has internal strength at the age of twelve or thirteen, wouldn't that be outrageous? ”

Mr. Fang really can’t believe the fact that a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl has internal power. If internal power is so easy to cultivate, why did ancient martial arts decline? Some things are even lost.

Girls under the age of sixteen have internal power and can tap acupuncture points, which is no different from Arabian Nights. If it is true, then geniuses like them from the ancient martial arts family can do it even if they have no face to show off to others. Hanged himself.

Mr. Fang felt that Fourth Young Master Nalan must have seen it wrong. She was probably an old woman of several dozen years old pretending to be young. These days, cosmetics can turn decay into magic, and can turn Sister Feng into a beauty. It is not difficult to make up an old woman to look like a teenage girl.

"You don’t believe it, and I don’t believe it either, but my intuition tells me that the child is not old. You know, people like us have very good intuition, and I believe in my intuition."

"You know how to tap acupuncture points when you are twelve or thirteen years old..." Fang Shao murmured to himself, lost in thought. If a child of twelve or thirteen years old really cultivates internal strength, he will truly be a genius among geniuses. , worthy of every ancient martial arts family or sect’s devoted cultivation.

If the real child is not a descendant of the Guwu family, could he be a disciple of a hidden sect?

Most of the hidden sects have profound foundations. Once a child with excellent talent and high understanding is found, and supplemented with various resources and blessings, it is easy to make rapid progress.

He was not just guessing, it was based on evidence. For example, Mr. Yan, Old Shanweng was a member of a certain hermit sect. He retreated to the mountains to practice. It was not until he took his disciples to participate in the ancient martial arts conference that the spiritual world knew about it. The old man has a successor.

This time, which Hidden Sect disciple will reappear?

Mr. Fang felt that since Mr. Yan recognized the little girl, it meant that his school must have some connection with the old man and Mr. Yan. In this way, it would be easier to investigate.

Mr. Lan shrugged: "So far, no one knows the details of the Guwu girl that Mr. Yan knows."

"There is no information in my information There is information about a new star in the ancient martial arts world, and there is no record of Yan Shaoxin’s acquaintance with a genius girl in ancient martial arts."

"Visually, the origin of that little girl is a bit mysterious, King Kong, are you interested in digging it up? The story behind the genius."

"If you want to share information, just say so, why bother beating around the bush."

"This is called euphemism."

"Come on, it's okay to be tactful and reserved here. If you are still so tactful and reserved in front of the female genius of the Tantai family, be careful of regretting it one day."

Mr. Lan was slightly stifled: "We won't talk about romance today. Let's drink tea."

"Drink tea."

The two of them drank tea with each other, not talking about romance, but only about friendship, and they didn't leave until they were all exhausted.