Heshuo, Baoding.

On the land of Yanzhao, the crouching tiger and hidden dragon.

Among them, Long Xiaoyun, the owner of Xingyun Village, is the most famous. He is very righteous and has made friends. He can be regarded as a famous figure in Baoding.

Xingyunzhuang.

It is an official house with a magnificent atmosphere, with a lot of clouds and a great victory in the courtyard and forests.

The house is very vast, and in front of the gate, there is also a door couplet written by the imperial pen.

"Seven Jinshis in one school, three Tanhuas in father and son."

The Li family’s ancestral home in the past has become the “Xingyun Village” today.

More than ten years ago, in order to fulfill Long Xiaoyun, Li Xunhuan gave up everything and left the seclusion sadly.

Nowadays, things have changed.

The wind blows the bamboo leaves like light waves hitting the shore.

In the bamboo forest, Chen Hengzhi looked at the exquisite building in front of him. He stepped across the red railing bridge, stepped onto the stone steps, and went up to the small building.

Hearing the footsteps, a nice female voice came from the building: "Husband, you are back... No, you are not Husband, who are you?"

The man didn't hear the difference in footsteps at first. When she lifted the bead curtain, she found that the person who came was not her boyfriend Long Xiaoyun, but a stranger, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Hengzhi walked into the building, as if he was home, as if there was no one around. He walked to the small marble-paved table to sit down.

He poured a cup of tea and started drinking it on his own.

Then he looked at the woman who had just spoken out, namely Lin Shiyin.

Her face was pale, thin, and her eyes were bright but she was a little sad and indifferent.

She is not a flawless woman, but her charm and temperament are incomparable to others.

She has the kind of charm that makes people feel that unique, and no matter who just looks at her, she will never forget it.

She was wearing a light purple dress and leaned slanted on the inner door frame, like a thin late Tang verse: "Flowing water and falling flowers are gone, and spring is gone."

In the vast gaze of smoke and water, there is infinite lovesickness and infinite sorrow, which permeates the corners of the eyes and eyebrows.

"Is this Li Xunhuan's home?"

Chen Hengzhi glanced at her and asked faintly.

Lin Shiyin's eyebrows were even more sad, and she replied with a crisp voice: "No, this is Xingyunzhuang."

Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "Okay!"

Put down the teacup, get up and leave.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Lin Shiyin's voice came: "Are you his friend? Is he... okay?"

Chen Hengzhi paused and said to the truth: "It's not very good. I beat him up two days ago and his face was full of peach blossoms."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

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The world is always full of excitement, full of all kinds of bizarre and weird and heart-wrenching stories. No matter who wants to hear it, then put yourself in the position of the protagonist.

If a good storyteller can tell stories about the heroes of the martial arts world and martial arts heroes vividly, allowing listeners to be substituted into the story and integrate them with the people and things in the story.

On the table by the window, there was an old man in a blue cloth gown. He was gray-haired and smoking a dry tobacco with his eyes closed.

Next to the old man, there was a very young girl with two big braids and big eyes, which were black and bright. When her eyes turned, it seemed that she could catch the soul of a man.

The old man knocked the tobacco pole on the table and asked, "Hong'er, when is it now."

The girl with big braids replied, "Grandpa, the time is here."

The old man then slowly opened his eyes. Although he was old and fucked, his eyes were very bright. Everyone in the inn felt that he was looking at him.

The little girl had already brought a bowl of tea. The old man lifted up the lid of the tea bowl, blew the tea and said, "Today I want to talk about Tanhualang entering the pass after ten years, and the plum blossom thieves reappeared in the world."

The little girl interrupted, "Grandpa, who is Tanhualang? Is it worthy of your old man talking about him?"

The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Tanhualang, ten years ago, he was a famous master in the world. He was a flying knife that was overwhelming the world, and he was unstoppable and had a reputation for a while."

The little girl said, "What a great person, but why have I never heard of his name?"

The old man sighed: "This Li Tanhua is a young man from a noble family. He has a prominent family background and is very powerful in martial arts. He is also a righteous and generous person. He is generous and generous. Even if Xinling reborn and Mengchang is resurrected, he is probably not as good as him. It's a pity..."

The little girl asked, "Grandpa, what a pity?"

The old man nodded slightly and said, "This Li Tanhua is not only talented but also good at both civil and military affairs. She was taught by strangers when she was young, and she had shocking martial arts. Unfortunately, more than ten years ago, he didn't know what happened, but he actually gave his ancestral home Li Yuan to his sworn brother Long Xiaoyun, and left the pass and retired."

Although it was just a few words, it described a heroic hero in the world in the world.

The little girl also sighed and said, "That's a pity. No wonder Hong'er has never heard of his name! Then why did he think of coming back this time?"

The old man stopped talking at this time, closed his eyes, smoked a mouthful of dry tobacco, and slowly sprayed the cigarette out of his nostrils.

The little girl muttered, "I won't talk about the key points, it will make people feel happy."

Suddenly, the little girl slapped her hands and showed a clear look on her face: "Oh, I understand, you are trying to drink."

Now it was not just the little girls, but everyone in the inn understood. In order to listen to the story, they all smiled and paid for it and touched the money. The guy next to him had already been holding plates next to him and was preparing to collect the money.

Seeing this, the old man slowly spoke, told Li Xunhuan, Lin Shiyin, and Long Xiaoyun's past one by one, and finally said: "...Tanhualang entered the pass this time, and the old man guessed that he still couldn't bear to give up his old love after all and wanted to reunite his old relationship."

Everyone was talking about it, but they didn't expect that Long Xiaoyun, the famous land of Heshuo, was such a despicable villain, and was also angry at Li Xunhuan's experience.

The little girl heard it, her eyes lit up, and she said in a daze: "What a kind Tanhualang who is kind and kind. Such a good man is probably hard to find in the whole world. When will Hong'er meet such a good man?"

The old man sneered: "Although the old man admires his affection and righteousness, he doesn't want his granddaughter to marry such a person. Don't be fooled."

The little girl immediately blushed with shame, stomped her feet, and said shyly: "What are grandpa saying? Why can't Tanhualang be a Ruyi Man? Hong'er just likes people like him."

The old man grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and smiled and said, "The little girl has grown up and knows she is looking for a husband."
Chapter completed!