On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Chuan woke up from his sleep early in the morning. As he relaxed over the past two days, the effect of the memory potion emerged again.

In this scene, the woman with light brown hair appeared again. She was crossing her arms and talking to another person.

That person had the aura of a company executive very prominently, and his expression was very serious, as if he was admonishing or persuading.

I don’t know where it is, but it seems to be on a certain plank road. There are red lanterns floating in the sky, and occasionally the sound of firecrackers can be heard.

He took a look, was this the New Year time? No wonder this memory emerged at this time.

The mother of this body seemed to be leaning on the railing on the side at the moment, not listening to their words, but occasionally the woman's irritable voice could be heard.

After a while, the woman came back angrily. The company executive seemed to want to chase her, but her mother stepped forward and blocked her. In the end, the man did not catch up, but turned and left.

After the others left, his mother started talking with the brown-haired woman and walked to the edge of a cliff. He didn't know where it was, but he wrote down the words on the cliff next to it and prepared to go back.

Check again after visiting Central City.

At this time, the content of what the two people were saying slightly caught his attention.

Although the two of them talked a lot before, the woman never mentioned any identity and background. But this time, the woman said that she would not return to the company.

He thought thoughtfully, and from the looks of it, this woman might be a senior executive of a certain company, and her mother might be responsible for her security, but it was unclear which company it was.

But thinking about the card left by my parents, there may be a connection between the two.

Just as I was thinking about it, sporadic firecrackers sounded outside again.

He took a look and stood up from the bed. There was no need to try hard to guess now. He should be able to figure out the specific clues as his memories increased.

After getting dressed, he went out to wash up. Today he was going to Nariko Tong's family to pay New Year's greetings, so he had to go out early.

During the Chinese New Year in Dashun, Gong Zhanxin, the direct heir to the old royal family of the overseas islands, under the entrustment of the Ferris Wheel Company, personally went to the main building of the Wave Pavilion on Erwen Island.

Accompanied by several retainers and members of the Gaotian Sect, he entered the gym under the watchful eyes of a group of fighting gym disciples wearing martial arts uniforms.

An hour later, he walked out of the museum and said to the representative of the Ferris Wheel Company waiting outside: "The owner of Fenghe Museum has agreed that he will send the most proud disciple of this generation, Jian Chengsheng."

"The most proud?"

The representative of the Ferris wheel company couldn't help but question: "Shouldn't it be the best?"

Tsuna Hidetaku, the retainer who accompanied him, spoke sternly: "Please pay attention to your words. The person standing in front of you is the current head of the Gong family, the palace prince."

The company representative leaned over and said, "Sorry, I don't mean any disrespect to Mr. Gong."

Gong Zhanxin didn't mind. He kept his elegant demeanor and said with a smile: "The envoy is for the company's affairs and the well-being of the overseas islands. Our goals are the same."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Gong Zhanxin said: "In the beginning, I really wanted the Master of Fenghe Pavilion to send out the most outstanding disciples."

"Then why didn't Master Fenghe agree?"

Under Tsuna Hidetaku's angry expression again, the company representative took the initiative to apologize and leaned over again and said: "Master, please forgive me, I'm just a little anxious, because the goal this time is different, we have failed before, and we don't want to

Because of this, I have to trek through the hall again."

Gong Zhanxin said: "Thank you for your company's consideration for me, but..." He said without hesitation: "Although Gong still has some influence, he has no absolute restrictions on Langtao Pavilion. Langtao Pavilion is willing to show us kindness.

That is because they are willing to keep this promise, and I cannot make decisions for them."

The company representative thought for a while, raised his head and said, "Can't it be changed?"

Gong Zhanxin shook his head gently.

"I understand, I will report the truth to the company." After saying this, the company representative left with the others.

After he left, Tsunaying Taku turned back with a knife, "Oden, this company representative is so rude. They obviously rely on the main hall to come forward, but they still disrespect the main hall so much."

Gong Zhanxin seemed to have a very open mind, "Isn't this an obvious thing? They really respect me, and I don't have to follow their wishes to come here."

He turned back, looked in the direction of the Wave Pavilion, and said calmly: "Even the Wave Pavilion is using the name of our Gong clan as a shield? They are not as loyal as he shows."

Tsuna Hidetaku said angrily: "A bunch of rebellious officials and traitors."

"Tsunai, you don't understand that on the overseas islands, all those who have survived the old times and lived a good life are not carrying stains and shame. Just like you and me."

Gong Zhanxin sighed: "The loyal and righteous people have long since disappeared."

After the representatives of the Ferris Wheel Company returned to the ship in the port, they immediately began to send telegrams, and the head office received the news soon after.

After careful evaluation, they felt that this candidate was feasible, because theoretically this was the most suitable person that the Wave Pavilion could send at the moment.

Some of the older disciples in Langtao Pavilion are either famous or have entered the blending place early. The former will be closely guarded when entering Dashun, while the latter are responsible for tasks and it will be difficult to come back.

But Ma Chengsheng is different. He is actually not famous outside, but he is not without strength. Ever since he made some achievements at the age of fourteen, he has challenged famous people in overseas island countries, but he only used a pseudonym.

It's rare, because overseas people often go to any lengths to gain fame.

This man was defeated many times in the beginning, but he has never been defeated since he was fifteen years old. It is said that even among the same sect, there are few opponents. It cannot be said that Langtao Pavilion sent this disciple without sincerity.

On the beach on the south side of Erwen Island, a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old stood on the rocks by the sea, holding a long knife at his waist with one hand and looking at the oncoming waves.

He had his hair in a bun and was wearing ancient clothes from the old era. The blue robe was fluttering in the sea breeze. His skin was rough and his hands and palms were broad, but there was a charm on his face that ordinary people could not ignore, and his eyes were

There is always a persistence in it, which seems to be able to overcome the wild waves and buck the tide.

"Shengjun, the owner of the hall asks you to go back."

Jian Chengsheng turned around, bowed to the attendant who was delivering the message, then jumped off the rock and turned around along the road.

The Wave Pavilion is built on a hill, and the sound of raging waves can be heard all year round. There are two bright red flower trees planted in front of the door. The petals fall down and cover the road ahead like splashing blood flowers.

There is a small house in front of the mountain road, and there is a big stone on the roadside with the word "wave" written on it. It is full of momentum, as if the waves are coming.

After passing the residence, we came to the top, walked up the corridor paved with wooden planks, and came to the large viewing room of the main hall. There were attendants on both sides using bamboo poles to lift up the bamboo curtains. Jian Chengsheng took off his shoes.

Stepping on the shiny wooden floor, I came to the front, bowed with the ancient salute, and said respectfully: "Teacher."

On the wall of the reading room, there is a huge scroll with the word "hearing thunder" written on it, and below, sitting in a reclining posture is Feng Heshou, the master of the Wave Pavilion.

This was a skinny man with long hair that fell to the ground. However, he was unusually tall. He seemed to be about two meters tall just sitting there.

When he stood in front of him, Chengsheng seemed to be like a child in terms of size comparison.

Feng Heshou said: "I originally planned to send you to a place where you can learn the skills of the next stage, but we have made a promise to the royal family of the Gong family. As long as the direct descendants of the Gong family come to invite us, then we

At least one outstanding disciple will be sent to serve them."

Jian Chengsheng listened silently.

Feng Heshou said: "Now they need to get rid of a Dashun fighter, and I plan to let you go."

Jian Chengsheng said without arrogance or arrogance: "Master's best disciples, shouldn't they be Senior Brother Bianyue and Senior Brother Sancheng?"

Feng Heshou said: "They are not as good as you at your age."

"But since we want to defeat the enemy, shouldn't we send out our best disciples?"

Feng Heshou said: "On the overseas islands, among the twenty-one pavilions that have been passed down since ancient times, only three are still in existence. The reason why the Wave Pavilion can still be occupied is not just through force, but because we know how to choose.

If I am the past of the Wave Pavilion, your senior brothers are the present of the Wave Pavilion, and you are the future of the Wave Pavilion. I entrusted the future to Gong, and that is the greatest trust of the Wave Pavilion."

"I understand." Jian Chengsheng bowed deeply.

Feng Heshou said: "I allow you to go there with the reputation of Langtao Pavilion. If you come back, you can carve your name on the bamboo stone behind the pavilion. If you die, you will have a place on the sacrifice monument in front."

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Jian Chengsheng raised his head and said solemnly: "Teacher, please listen to the sound of the future in the library. The disciple will bring the name back."

At this time, a maid walked over in small steps. She brought a large bowl of pungent medicinal wine and placed it in front of Jian Chengsheng.

Feng Heshou said: "Drink this bowl of medicinal wine."

Jian Chengsheng picked it up without hesitation, raised his neck and drank it. However, after a while, he began to feel itchy all over.

He wiped it casually and found that the calluses on his hands began to fall off, and the rough old skin on his body and face that had been blown by the sea breeze all year round also fell off layer by layer, revealing fair skin.

In just a short time, he turned into a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth. This was actually his original appearance, but he seemed to be two or three years younger.

Except that his eyes were still firm and persistent, even people who were familiar with him found it difficult to recognize him.

Feng Heshou said: "Although your biological information has never been recorded by Dashun, and you use a pseudonym when you challenge outside, you can still be checked and recognized by others.

This is the ‘White Infant Wine’ sent by the Ferris Wheel Company, which can make your skin as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby, and you can enter Dashun two years younger than before.”

Then he said: "There is no need to bring anything with you. The people from the Ferris Wheel Company have prepared it for you. You only need to bring your knife and the knife skills I taught you."

You can leave."

"Farewell, my disciple."

Jian Chengsheng bowed respectfully, then stood up, holding the long knife at his waist and walked out. As he walked past the Langtang Stone, a voice came from behind: "Hey, boy."

He turned around and saw a lame old man with messy hair and some slovenly clothes. He was the gatekeeper of the Wave Pavilion. He leaned over and said, "Senior."

The old man said to him: "Reputation is something that only living people care about, so come back alive and don't die."

Jian Chengsheng didn't answer, he just bowed and walked with steady steps towards the boat parked on the beach.

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