Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 228: The Legend of Immortality (Part )
The boy looked in the direction his sister pointed.

Next to the open window on the second floor, a man in a blue shirt and a few strands of hair were gently moving in the autumn breeze.

He looked towards the southeast, as if reminded of a beautiful scene, with a faint smile on his face.

A wine flag flutters outside the attic, and a corner of it dances in front of the window.

The boy could clearly see the ash urn with the word "wine" embroidered on the wine flag, and the sound of the flag blowing in the wind was so attractive.

The inn in Guiyang City is so lively with the movement of things and the sounds of life.

but
The more things move, the quieter people become.

This man in green is like a painting in a vivid world.

He stood there quietly, not swayed by the wind.

The young man only took a glance, or even just a side view, and he immediately put down the rough tea bowl in his hand.

When that person turned his eyes to face him, his heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

The boy felt like he had made a mistake and lowered his head for an instant.

He is five years older than his sister, and having been taught by his grandparents and father since childhood, he naturally knows more.

Therefore, he would never dare to be as bold as his sister.

Like, so similar!
Memories kept surging in his mind. He had no idea how many times he had looked at the portrait hanging in the ancestral hall.

Daddy always taught us that members of the Lin family should never forget their gratitude.

When he was young, he did not understand the meaning of the portrait.

The elders in the family often took him to pay homage to the ancestral temple and asked him to show respect.

After understanding the truth, he asked his elders about the origin of the portrait.

Later, I gradually learned about the crisis of Fuwei Escort Agency.

I also understood the kindness involved.

If it weren't for the person in the portrait, Fuzhou's Fuwei Escort Agency would not be as prosperous as it is today and would have long been in ruins.

Although I have no chance to see the senior in the painting,
He was even more impressed by the painting than by his sister.

Thump thump thump.
He could even hear the sound of his heart beating.

On the one hand, my heart was in turmoil, and on the other hand, there was a voice in my mind that kept saying
It's just a coincidence.

But are there really people in the world who look so similar?
Even the spirit of the painting is so similar to the one in front of me.

Otherwise, the two brothers and sisters would not have lost their minds in an instant.

The boy raised his eyelids and took another sneak peek.

so similar!
But, that was clearly a portrait taken more than 20 years ago.

If he really is that senior, he would be as old as my father now.

Thinking of this, he let out a long breath.

Do you want to go up and say hello?

It’s not that senior himself, but he looks so similar, could he be related to that senior?
If Daddy met such a benefactor with good fortune, even if he had nothing to do with me, I should still treat him to a meal just because of the good fortune they had.

I was hesitant and undecided.

"Ugh~~"

The sound of a stool being moved was heard nearby. While he was stunned, his sister had left the table and walked towards the man in green sitting alone by the window.

The boy wanted to call her, but hesitated and didn't speak in time.

At this time, Zheng Biaotou on the side showed a strange look.

"Young Master"

"Uncle Zheng and Uncle Li, you guys eat first," the young man said hurriedly, "It's the first time my sister has gone away from home, everything is new to her, I'll go look after her."

This happened many times along the way.

No one in the escort agency thought much about it, as they knew that the young master had the style of old escort chief Lin and was steady in his work.

There is indeed no danger in this inn. Since the young master has spoken, I just took a few glances and ignored him.

The boy took two steps at a time.

But he saw that his sister was already sitting at the table of the man in green.

When he approached, the man in green raised his eyes slightly and said naturally, "Sit down."

The young man sat down, just in time to block the view of the escorts behind him.

The brother and sister wanted to ask, but when facing this mysterious man in green, they felt like they were facing the senior in the ancestral hall.

A feeling of awe arises spontaneously.

Even the innocent and lively little girl felt embarrassed. She came here bravely, but suddenly she didn't dare to speak.

The older brother only sat on half of the chair.

The man in green shirt laughed when he saw how nervous they were.

As if to open up a conversation, he pointed out the window:
"Is the escort vehicle outside yours?"

"Yes."

The brother and sister said in unison and nodded obediently.

Even when questioned by elders at home, they would not be so nervous.

The portrait that had been enshrined in the ancestral hall and worshipped by the Lin family suddenly appeared before his eyes and opened its mouth to speak.

This feeling made the two young men straighten their backs immediately and prick up their ears, for fear of missing a word.

The man in green shirt asked again: "Which escort agency are you from?"

"Fuzhou, Fuwei Escort Agency."

The man in green showed no surprise at all, obviously he had guessed it long ago.

After all, there was a clear word "Lin" hanging on the escort car outside.

"What's your name?"

The young man said, "Lin Yikuan."

The little girl glanced at him and said, "My name is Lin Yizhen."

After she finished speaking, she introduced herself and added:
"My father is Lin Pingzhi, the Fuzhou escort hero, and my mother is Nancy Mei, a disciple of the Fuzhou Kaishan Palm School."

In the early years, there were not many popes in Fuzhou, and a large escort agency was considered powerful.

In recent years, many new martial arts schools have emerged, such as in Yunnan and Guizhou.

The Kaishan Palm School is one of them.

This Kaishan Palm Technique is said to have existed since the Song Dynasty, and like many other declining martial arts, it has been continued.

The man in green seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed slightly.

"Why is Chief Escort Lin not here? Could it be that you two are the ones leading the escort from Fuzhou to Guiyang?"

The brother and sister hurriedly shook their heads.

He then told in detail where his father was and the whole story.

"So, you have done a lot of good things along the way."

The man in green shirt looked at them with a smile.

The little girl nodded and said, "Yes."

Her tone was much more upbeat, and she spoke word by word, "When we first arrived in Qiandong, we passed by a wild inn by the Qingshui River outside Jianhe City. The owner was an old man named Sa who was over 60 years old."

"He and his granddaughter depend on each other for survival. They run a shop together to make tea and food. On weekdays, they also collect medicinal herbs in the wild to sell."

"Dad saw that they were poor, so he bought all their Gastrodia elata, Ganoderma lucidum, Phellodendron chinense and other medicinal herbs for a few cents more than the market price."

She counted on her fingers and said the names of the herbs one by one very clearly, for fear of missing any.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly again.

"That evening, a group of vicious people came from Jianhe City. They went to Yedian to demand money. They asked for a lot of money. Grandpa Sa couldn't afford it, so they wanted to take her granddaughter away to be the gang leader's concubine."

"Dad was very angry and beat these people up severely, which delayed him for a long time before he could get to the Censong Merchants' Gang."

I have finished talking here in one breath. Obviously, because she did not accompany us later, I cannot give any more details.

The young man then continued:

"Dad found their leader and told him the name of the Fuwei Escort Agency."

"Because my family often goes through Xiaoxiang to Yunnan and Guizhou to escort medicinal materials, we take this trip almost every year."

"Dad warned their leader that if he found that Grandpa Sa and his grandson were not doing well, he should come and cause trouble for him."

"The gang leader was scared and said that he would never bully their family again and would even take care of Grandpa Sa's business."

Although the Fuwei Escort Agency is not a major papal sect, it is now different from what it used to be.

As the largest escort agency in Fuzhou, its business spreads all over the north and south.

Let’s not talk about how many capable people the escort agency has.

Ever since the incident of the Yin-Yang Sword Manual in Fuzhou, all the major sects in the world have been intimidated by the Lin family's sword god.

The world's largest sect is behind this escort agency, and no ordinary force dares to provoke them.

The two teenagers became less nervous when talking about these things.

After hearing this, the man in green nodded slightly and said "good".

Ask again:

"Has Chief Escort Lin ever seen this old man named Sa before?"

"No."

The boy didn't dare to lie: "There are countless inns along the way, and Mr. Sa's is located in a remote place and is very shabby."

"Dad always said that our Lin family was saved because of a great favor, and the Lin family should never forget the favor. There is no way to eliminate all the evil people in the world, but now that we have the strength to spare, we should help those who see injustice on the road."

"In my grandfather's words, this is accumulating virtue."

"Accumulate virtue and blessings for my Lin family and live up to my benefactor." He said this without pause, obviously influenced by his elders and kept the words in mind.

but
When he mentioned the word "benefactor", and then looked at the man in green in front of him, the young man's breathing became slightly heavy.

When the man in green nodded slightly, showing approval, the young man mustered up his courage and said:

"There is a portrait hanging in my family's ancestral hall. It is the great benefactor who saved my entire Lin family."

"Predecessors"

He swallowed a breath of air, and a trembling sound came out of his throat:
"You look very similar to the portrait in my family's ancestral hall. I wonder."

"I wonder if you know the past of Fuwei Escort Agency."

Upon hearing this, the man in green had an unfathomable smile on his face.

Asked rhetorically:
"You mistook me for the person in the portrait, and that's why you came up to talk to me?"

As the topic was opened, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. They both nodded and looked at the man in green again.

The man in green shirt smiled even more and said with interest:
"You two are really naive and funny."

"Your family portrait has been placed in the ancestral hall for more than 20 years. How could I appear in the past of Fuwei Escort Agency 20 years ago?"

"Yes and no?"

Lin Yizhen blinked and looked at her elder brother, and then she thought of this.

The boy had already considered it.

It’s just that the person in the painting is very similar to the person in front of me. Even though it’s strange, I still feel at ease after asking.

He scratched his head embarrassedly, knowing that he had been presumptuous.

So he said apologetically:
"It's fate that we meet. I'd like to invite you to have a meal. Please don't refuse."

The man in green shirt did not refuse and nodded:
"What a fate that we meet."

He turned to look at the little girl and said, "Did you receive a gift two years ago? It was probably around the Mid-Autumn Festival."

The girl said, "Yes."

She was about to ask, how did you know.

But someone interrupted him and said, "Show it out."

This gift seemed very valuable to her, but the man in green seemed like a portrait resurrected, and it was hard to refuse once he opened his mouth.

The girl took out a short sword that was gleaming with a cold light.

"This is what Grandpa brought from Hengshan Sect when he went to Yancheng to pay a visit."

Different from the dagger tied to her boots, she kept this dagger close to her waist, which showed how much she valued it.

Lin Yikuan showed a strange look.

He saw the man in green pick up the dagger and look at it for a moment.

This sword comes from Longquan Sword Casting Villa and is a precious blade.

However.
The two teenagers, one big and one small, saw an incredible and unreasonable scene.

The man in green shirt slowly drew out the dagger and held the sword in the palm of his left hand.

He stretched out his right hand slightly, and when his index finger pointed out, a ray of icy white blade suddenly appeared.

The little girl didn't realize what it was yet, she just felt it was magical.

The young man's eyes widened.

The man in green didn't look at them. His eyes were casually fixed on the dagger, and he was writing and drawing on the sword with one finger.

There were more and more words on the sword, all in tiny handwriting.

The brother and sister couldn't see what was written on it because their focus was no longer on the words.

The two couldn't understand the situation at this moment.

If it weren't for his strict upbringing, he would have probably screamed and yelled.

This short sword is made of fine iron that has been tempered hundreds of times. Although it can cut through iron like mud, it is still a sharp weapon.

But at this time.
But some people can write on it with their hands.

The cold blade energy flowing from the fingertips was something they had never seen before in their lives.

The brother and sister stared at each other intently, forgetting for a moment how much time had passed.

When the man in green handed the dagger back, the little girl was stunned for a few seconds before she took it.

"Predecessors"

The young man did not have time to look at the words engraved on the sword, but instead looked at the face of the man in green.

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The portraits in the ancestral hall come alive!

His heart beat faster than ever before, as if he was getting to know this world for the first time.

Before he could finish his next words, he heard the man in green shirt laugh and say:
"Meeting is fate."

"Go and pay for the meal."

A laughter seemed to echo in the ears of the two, and the moment the laughter sounded, both the brother and sister lost their minds.

When I woke up, the man in green sitting opposite me was nowhere to be seen.

It's like he's never been here.

"Brother, when did the senior leave?"

The little girl looked around but couldn't find Qingying anymore.

"I do not know either."

Lin Yikuan shook his head.

The little girl asked again in a trance: "Where did the senior go?"

The young man still shook his head and murmured:

"Maybe."

"The senior has become a portrait in the ancestral hall again."

He spoke so softly that his sister didn't hear it clearly, as she was already attracted by the words engraved on the dagger.

The boy leaned forward to take a look, only to find that the content was both familiar and somewhat strange.

The internal strength that the Lin family practiced at this time was the Sanjiao Qigong method.

This internal skill was taught to me by my benefactor.

now
The mental method of this sword seems to be more profound than the Sanjiao Qigong method.

The brother and sister's actions attracted the attention of Escort Captains Zheng and Li.

They had just seen the man in green.

But in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

If this happened at night, they would be scared to death.

Before the escort leaders could speak, the young man spoke quickly:
"Hurry and find daddy!"

The people from the Fuwei Escort Agency hurried out of the inn, leaving behind a large group of people.

The two escort leaders drove a horse-drawn carriage and took the brother and sister to the largest pharmacy in Guiyang City.

After about half an hour.

At the entrance of Xifeng Pharmacy, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a sword on his waist walked out quickly.

He only heard the general idea and immediately looked shocked.

"Let's go to the inn!"

The middle-aged man immediately gave orders and took the escort leaders back to the place where they had just eaten.

However, it is unlikely to find the man in blue.

"Have you been disrespectful?"

The middle-aged man looked at his children with sharp eyes.

The brother and sister shook their heads.

The middle-aged man then nodded and led them back to their residence.

Wait until the noise around you has died down, then listen to them tell their story in detail.

The brother and sister talked back and forth, recounting the conversation word for word.

Especially when it comes to the appearance of the blue shirt man
The middle-aged people were all shocked.

Next to him, there was an old escort with gray hair, who let out a long sigh.

This person was none other than Shi Biaotou, who had traveled extensively with Lin Zhennan in the past.

“It’s really that person.”

Shi Biaotou looked at Lin Pingzhi, his face full of reminiscence:
"Back then, I met him for the first time in a dilapidated temple near Le'an with the chief escort. I was still skeptical about the rumors about Hengzhou Prefecture, but the chief escort looked at him differently."

"later."

"When the escort agency encountered a disaster, it was with his help that we were able to turn the desperate situation into safety."

"Now, more than 20 years have passed."

Shi Biaotou had a look of vicissitudes on his face:
"I have been escorting for many years. I am already old. After this trip to Yunnan and Guizhou, I am afraid I can no longer escort far away."

"As the saying goes, flowers may bloom again, but people never become young again."

"did not expect"

"More than 20 years later"

“He is still the same as before.”

……

(End of this chapter)