Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 15 Smart
Without looking at the tea, Zhao Rong focused on the little girl opposite.

Suspicious eyes glanced around.

She looked about ten years old, wearing a thin emerald green dress, pink flowers on her head, white skin, and a pretty and cute face.

Holding the teacup in both hands, an innocent smile filled his face.

Being stared at by Zhao Rong, he couldn't help but blinked mischievously.

"Good brother, you keep staring at me, is there something wrong with my face?" she said, reaching out and rubbing her little face.

Zhao Rong's mood was complicated, as if he was clenching his fist and smashing it on cotton.

I can't imagine it anyway
The master who made him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy actually looked so cute.

"Girl, who asked you to come? Are your adults here?" He asked unwillingly.

There was no rush to reply to Zhao Rong's words.

She tipped the teacup and poured out the tea, pulled up her sleeves to reveal a round arm of white and pink color, and wrote the words "Back to Yanlou" on the table with her fingers, signaling Zhao Rong to look at it.

The handwriting is 70% similar to the content on the letter paper.

"Is the handwriting familiar?"

Zhao Rongzheng was brainstorming and just nodded silently.

But soon, his thoughts were interrupted by a clear voice.

"Good brother, don't call me a little girl. Only people of my grandfather's generation would call me that. You are only five years older than me. You can call me little sister or good sister. Anyway, you can't add a generation number to me for no reason."

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned after being corrected again.

This little girl is quirky, speaks logically, and has bright eyes. She doesn't look like a ten-year-old child at all.

None of the boys or girls I met before had this kind of spirituality.

No wonder he dared to let her stay alone in Huiyan Tower.

He quickly put away his jokes and gave her a friendly smile.

And introduced very formally:

"My dear, Zhao Rong, my little sister must have known this for a long time. Just call me Brother Rong. No need to be too polite."

Seeing that he was serious, the little girl also sat up slightly.

"Brother Rong, grandpa calls me Fei Fei, you can also call me that."

When she heard the word "grandpa", her face glowed with admiration and kindness.

Little did I know.
As soon as he heard her nickname, Zhao Rong, who was sitting across from him, was shocked.

Feifei?

This name is so familiar!

etc.
Hengyang City, Huiyan Tower, Feifei, Grandpa
Coupled with the little girl's clever appearance, Zhao Rong's brain was electrified, and a name was ready to come out.

In an instant, he thought of a lot of information related to it.

With ups and downs in his heart, Zhao Rong couldn't help but raise his cup.

The clever tactics of drinking water did not let this smart girl notice anything strange.

"Feifei."

Zhao Rong muttered softly, and the girl hummed in agreement.

"Your grandpa has been following me the past few days. Will he go back and forth to Yanlou today?"

The little girl paused for a second, her big watery eyes came over, and Zhao Rong looked at the yellow flowers in the cup.

"Grandpa was listening to music at the Xigu Street Music Hall in front of him. He heard that Qingjiao from Qi County was going to play Ji's Fourth Lane. Grandpa couldn't put it down because of Ji Kang's music. Let alone the luthier from Qi County, maybe he could Listening to a little bit of Wei and Jin accents.”

"Grandpa Huiyanlou will not come."

Zhi County and Suixi are the ancestral home of Ji Kang.

Ji's Fourth Lane and Cai's Fifth Lane were combined into "Nine Lanes". Zhao Rong learned "Xie Lin's Taigu Yiyin" given by Lu Shilai, and because of Liu Sanye's relationship, he was very eager to learn about Ji Kang's "Guangling San".

So as soon as the little girl opened her mouth, Zhao Rong heard it.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a hint of color.

This time, the steel needle fell into the oil pan. It was sharp and slippery. Fei Fei was unprepared and was tricked by Zhao Rong.

The girl is still young. No, she is too young.

He is indeed a little scoundrel. He has lived two lives, and it is not a big deal for him to plot against a little girl. "It seems that the expert who was secretly spying on her a few days ago is indeed her grandfather."

"He Sanqi said that person didn't mean any harm."

"Judging from her attitude, Senior He's judgment is correct."

Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. God knows how tiring and tiring it is to be stared at by an unknown master.

"In that case, does Feifei invite me here specifically?"

"Yes."

When it comes to business, the little girl has great kindness in her eyes.

She raised her little face slightly and said crisply:
"Brother Rong, do you still remember what happened a month and a half ago?"

"Which thing is it?"

"That evening, in a narrow alley near the west city gate on Yanta Street, you fought with a bandit, killed him and then left with serious injuries. At that time, I saw you stumbling and wanted to catch up to you and ask for your name."

"But you were walking too fast, and I sprained my ankle and couldn't catch up with you. I was also afraid of attracting other thieves, so I didn't dare to call you back."

Fei Fei's little face was full of admiration, "Brother Rong is what grandpa calls a knight-errant. He draws his sword to help when there is injustice, and then leaves without leaving his name."

"I'm so impressed."

Zhao Rong's head was banged, and the memories of that time appeared like a revolving door.

"It turns out that you are the girl who was stopped by the bandits that day!"

He was so blessed that his pupils couldn't help but dilate, and he looked at the baby girl carefully. They really looked alike!
At that time, in order to save the girl, she was slapped hard by the guy.

The strong palm force almost made him burn inside.

I didn't expect it
"Yeah, it's me!"

"My grandpa and I were being chased. He blocked the enemy and asked me to enter Hengyang City first, but we happened to catch up with a gang fight. I learned some martial arts from my grandpa, but I only heard a lot about it. When I actually started fighting, I was not that person at all. opponent."

"If my good brother hadn't come to save my life, there would be no chance that Fei Fei would show up at Huiyan Tower today."

"In the past, grandpa didn't trust me alone, but when he knew I saw you, he went to listen to the music by himself."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but smile with relief when he saw the happy look on her face.

All doubts disappeared instantly.

He leaned back in the chair slightly, assuming a more relaxed and comfortable posture, and took another sip of tea, feeling filled with emotion.

There is such a fate in the world.

After rescuing people that day, Zhao Rong never thought about seeing him again.

But he still has doubts
"The gang fights in Hengyang City are extremely fierce, and the merchants and city residents can't hide. Since Fei Fei went to the city to escape, how can he be involved?"

"Is that man so vicious that he would attack a little girl like you for no reason?"

The little girl looked around, shook her head and whispered:

“Just because.”

"When I was passing by a narrow alley, I accidentally saw him hooking up with a disciple of the Hengshan Sect. The man was wearing the clothes of the Hengshan Sect. I couldn't admit his mistake. So he wanted to kill me, but fortunately he asked the Hengshan disciple to leave first. , otherwise Brother Rong might not be able to defeat the two of them together."

Zhao Rong, who had just relaxed and leaned back on the chair with comfort, choked up when he heard this, and sat up straight again in an instant.

what's the situation?
Another...another traitor!

That guy clearly has the same martial arts skills as the fake cook, and they are also linked to the Haisha Gang on Shajiao Island. The cause of trouble around Hengyang was originally a joint attack on Hengshan, and now there are Hengshan disciples acting as internal agents.

The Hengshan School has become a sieve.

The more I think about it, the scarier it becomes.

His heart was racing and he almost wanted to run away from Hengyang Whirlpool and become a disciple of Sister Hua Shanyue.

But forget it, the water in Huashan is even more muddy.

It would be safest to shave off one's hair and become a monk, and go to the Shaolin Temple to sweep the floors of the Sutra Pavilion, where it would be a good time to study the Yi Jin Jing intensively.

Tenainaidi
It’s really a slippery road in martial arts, and people’s hearts are complicated.

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　Thanks to the otaku for the reward, and thanks to several book friends for the monthly ticket recommendation ticket! ! ('-'*ゞ

　　
　
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