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At this point, she subconsciously glanced at the window at the next corner and was surprised to find that the room was lit, not to mention that the old customer, the Eighth Lord, was now back.

"Hmph, it must be him."

As she spoke, Miss Han abruptly stood up. "Let's go, let's take a look at him. We'd like to see how he changed?"

Wu Yuxue had some doubts in her heart about the sudden return of the Eighth Lord. Of course, she knew that he had great kung fu skills.

With Miss Han's voice so loud, it wouldn't be good if he heard her.

"Forget it, it's already so late ?" Wu Yuxue said.

"Humph!" "If there's nothing as good as this, I'll have to take a look at him." Miss Han said. She did not seem to be displeased. "He is already so old, yet he sneakily eavesdropped. What kind of intentions does he have?"

Wu Yuxue scolded him softly, "Be quiet." He pressed a finger to his lower lip, implying that he wanted her to be merciful.

How pampered was Miss Han, and who she cared about. She was about to open the door and go out alone to denounce the culprits.

Who would have thought that this would be such a coincidence?

As soon as Miss Han opened the door, she just so happened to meet the Eighth Lord coming in.

Under the moonlight, one would be seen as a deity.

He was holding a basket in one hand and knocking on the door with the other. He didn't even have the time to touch the door with his fingers before the door opened on its own.

It was all of a sudden, under such circumstances that Lady Han, Wu Yuxue, waved her hand and said repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. There were even guests here. Let's talk about it tomorrow! "

"Don't go."

The one who spoke was the infuriated Miss Han.

Her eyes were wide open, and she had one hand on her waist.

"Old man, sit down and talk."

As she spoke, she pointed to a seat beside her. "Sit down, sit down, don't do this. This girl's eyes can't even rub in sand. You'd better not wear a leather jacket in front of me."

Wu Yuxue was astonished. She had not expected this lady to have such a fiery temper. What kind of status did the Eighth Old Master have? How could he take advantage of her? It would be impossible for him to get away with it all of a sudden.

At that time, he had been listening and was just about to strike a blow, but he hadn't expected that the Eighth Old Master would actually be able to bend the rules and stretch out the situation as he muttered, "What are you trying to poke through ?" Leather coat? "Who wears what?"

As she said that, she really did sit down and didn't leave. She raised the bamboo basket in her hand and said to Wu Yuxue, "This is a fried steamed bun that has just come out of the pot. Eat it while it's still hot. Coincidentally, there are guests here, let's have a taste! "

Wu Yuxue took it and said, "You are too kind."

He touched the bamboo basket and felt that it was quite hot. He thought about going back and forth from Guo and Hu's residence to the inn, but there was a long way to go. From this, he could tell how fast the eighth grandfather was.

Wu Yuxue smiled and said to the girl, "It's still warm? Taste one! "

As he did so, he sent the bamboo basket over.

Miss Han snorted and turned her head to the side.

Wu Yuxue picked one up, turned the basket to the Eighth Old Master and said, "You should try one too!"

The eighth grandfather chuckled and patted his belly, saying, "I've had enough to eat and drink, there's no need to be polite. I haven't asked, this lady's surname is Fang, her name is ?"

Although he was speaking to Miss Han, his eyes were staring straight at Wu Yuxue, wanting him to speak up for her.

Lady Han snorted and rolled her eyes at him before turning her head to the side again.

Wu Yuxue smiled, shook her head and said, "You've asked me about this, even I don't know about it."

Miss Han sneered, her clear eyes looking straight at the Eighth Old Master, "Don't ask me, talk about yourself first." What do they call you? What's your surname? Could it be that its surname is Eight? "

"That's fine," the eighth grandfather didn't think that he was offended. He stretched out a snow-white hand and lightly stroked his long beard, saying, "As long as you're happy, little girl, you can call me 'eighth sir'."

Miss Han said, "Alright, let's call you that. I only want to know, why did you sneak up on me just now? Is it you? "

The Eighth Old Master shook his head and said, "Nonsense, nonsense. How many times have I been in my room? I'm not a flying thief, so why would I stay on the right path and go through the windows in my room? Little girl, do you think so? "

Miss Han couldn't help but blush. A few words from him actually seemed like it was about her, because when she'd come to rob the house earlier, she'd been turned into a thief by his words and had been angered to the point that she couldn't break out because of his amiable appearance.

Naturally, with Miss Han's icy intelligence, she was not someone who would let her emotions run rampant. After thinking for a moment, she actually calmed down.

She had long since left her heart open to this old man who had suddenly appeared. She had also sent someone to investigate carefully these past two days, but the results were all illusory and indistinct.

She was still investigating the matter, so she didn't have any reason to wait and see until she got the exact information of the other party.

It seemed like this was a good opportunity that he could not afford to miss.

With that in mind, a smile finally blossomed on Miss Han's frosty face. She sized up the other and spoke haltingly, "You're saying that I've misjudged you." "Eighth Mister, although I didn't see your face just now, I recognized your clothes ?"

The Eighth Old Master chuckled and said, "That's because you misjudged me, just like when I came back. It was so dark, like I saw a person with long hair that pierced the roof and spine, and it scared me. If I was like the girl, wouldn't I think of the girl as the same person? "

The girl couldn't stop herself from giggling.

"You are an interesting old man. You are capable of making people angry, but you are also capable of making people happy. It's fine if it's over, but don't bring it up again. However, you must be more careful. Don't get hurt by me the next time, or else I won't be able to let you go. "

The eighth grandfather snorted, nodded and said, "I have to remember this. Otherwise, if I were to offend the lady again, this old life of mine will not be lived for long."

While he was speaking, Miss Han carefully observed his face with a pair of wonderful eyes. The other person's accent and manner of speaking had finally reminded her of a person in a dream.

Instantly, she lost the smile on her face.

"Mr. VIII ? I wanted to ask you about someone. Perhaps you know, please tell me." Miss Han said.

"Then you've found the wrong person ?" "I don't know many people and I don't have many friends."

"But this person, you might know." Miss Han said.

"What?" "Who is it?"

Lady Han said slowly, "This person was born in Karakorum and moved to the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range. Everyone called him 'Jiang Yin Jun', but no one knows his real name. Have you heard of this man? "

She spoke slowly, her eyes unblinking as she stared at the Eighth Old Master, paying attention to his expression.

However, she was disappointed. The eighth grandfather didn't seem perturbed at all ? as she listened, he actually smiled.

Wu Yuxue, who was standing at the side, was surprised. This was because the Jiang Yin Jun mentioned by Lady Han was the very person she was extremely confused and curious about. After listening, her heart involuntarily skipped a beat as she looked toward the Eighth Lord.

Under the gaze of the two, the Eighth Old Master slightly nodded and said, "I have heard of this person before ?" But unfortunately, I'm unable to tell. "

"Why?" Miss Han asked.

The Eighth Lord said, "Because I've only heard of him, and I've never seen him. Why would the lady think of him so clearly?"

Lady Han mysteriously smiled and said, "Because the legendary person is somewhat similar to you."

The Eighth Lord chuckled and said, "Little girl, that's because your imagination is too rich ?"

Then, he stretched his arms, stood up and said, "I'm tired. Let's talk another day."

Wu Yuxue said, "Are you resting now?"

The Eighth Old Master looked at Guan Wu Yu Xue and said, "Tomorrow, I will go to see a friend in a distant place. It will take me at least two to three days before I can come back. When we get back, let's get together. "

After speaking, he nodded to the two of them before stepping out.

Wu Yuxue escorted him back to his room before returning.

Miss Han, on the other hand, was staring at the Eighth Lord's door in a daze.

Wu Yu Xue said softly, "Do you think he is the legendary Jiang Yin Jun? "Why?"

Miss Han said with a puzzled expression, "I don't know. I was just thinking about it. The legendary Jiang Yin Jun also has a mustache like him. His kung fu is extremely high. What do you think?"

Wu Yuxue's heart was moved. For decades, all the influential people in the martial arts world had been curious about the legendary Jiang Yin Jun.

As this person's stack was like a yellow crane, it didn't fall behind. Therefore, all the legends about him were like a catch in the wind, and could not be trusted. Even the righteous and evil actions of Jiang Yin Jun were a mystery to be solved.

"I really don't know ?" As Wu Yuxue spoke, her mind was filled with confusion at the thought that the Eighth Old Master might be the embodiment of "Jiang Hidden Lord".

Honestly speaking, a golden chicken being too old already gave him a great deal of pressure, and the Han girl in front of him was unfathomable. Whether or not he was a friend or foe in the future was unknown.

What happened next was the Northern Frontier gang, as well as a woman in distress, Aunt Li ? He really couldn't handle so many of them.

At this critical juncture, he added in the matter of the Eighth Lord's men and the relief money.

Naturally, any martial arts practitioner with a bit of chivalry would not want this batch of calamity silver to fall into the hands of evil people.

It was obvious that news of the arrival of this silver disaster would have spread throughout the martial arts world.

The underworld army was ready to make a move as great thoughts flooded their minds. It was to be expected.

If there was any news about this silver disaster, it would be hard to avoid a war in the martial world in the future.

Sadly, as far as Wu Yuxue knew, there was not a single person who stood on the side of the righteous path with the silver. Perhaps she was the only one.

"What are you thinking?" Miss Han asked.

If it wasn't for Miss Han's sudden question, Wu Yuxue would have fallen into deep thought. Only now did he realize that this girl was sitting right next to him.

Ah!" "Nothing ?" Wu Yuxue could only take the Eighth Lord out as a shield and say, "I was just thinking about this Eighth Lord ?" He ? "It's really strange ?

"Are you saying that he has some sort of strange behavior?" Miss Han asked.

Wu Yuxue naturally wouldn't easily tell her what she had seen these days and what she had planned to do in Anhui Province. She only smiled and shook her head. "No, I just don't think he is a seller."

"He wasn't a seller in the first place."

Lady Han continued, "Haven't you noticed that his martial arts skills are extremely high and are likely above yours and mine?"

She recalled the scene from a moment ago and said, "Especially the movement technique, it's simply unbelievable... I was thinking that if this person has ill intentions, we should be careful not to get in his way. "

After saying that, she smiled, shook her head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. It's been a good night, but he made me lose all interest. I'm leaving."

Wu Yuxue looked at her and nodded. "I won't see you off."

Miss Han was about to step forward when she inclined her body after listening to his words, a pair of eyes containing boundless haziness rolling over his face as if with affection. She wanted to say something but stopped and shook her head slightly, then fled, vanishing into the darkness in an instant.

The wind was blowing in the sky, and the fields were looking all around, but the desolation of the autumn harvest ? the color of charred yellow.

The rice had long since been harvested, and only half of its stem was left. It was waiting for the remainder of the year before a heartless fire would burn it clean and turn it into ashes. Then in the spring rain, in the mud, for a spring tillage, so as to show a long time of "green" meaning.

The stone tablet had the words "Stone Pond Bay Boundary" carved onto it ? This was the Wuxi County Territory, one of the biggest areas in Jiangnan.

He followed the yellow dirt road in front of him. The other stop was Suzhou. If he continued down this road, he would reach Wujiang County. If he continued down this road, he would reach the surface of Zhejiang Province.

It was about the middle of the day, and it was time for dinner, and no wonder that smoke was rising from the chimneys of all the houses in the neighborhood.

The pond was shallow, but there were a lot of ducks, flapping their wings, and the big guys were hooting along. The cry of a duck could be clearly heard over half a kilometer away.

A little girl with a stinging horn on her head was dividing the duck food into the bowl, but the group of feathered animals were so irritable that they couldn't wait any longer. They rushed over and surrounded her with a hubbub, causing her to panic. Her hands and feet were accidentally pecked by the ducks' flat beaks as she cried out in pain, "Mom, mom!"

Her mother was busy at the stove, but had no time for her.

The little girl's entire body was red from being pecked by the duck. She cried in pain as she threw down the duck food and picked up the bamboo pole. She was too focused on hitting the duck in front of her to catch her breath.

For a moment, the entire place was in chaos.

However, there was a person standing at the edge of the pond, chuckling.