fictionpage Chapter 455 The Mysterious Old Man [Part 3]
Chapter 455 The Mysterious Old Man [Part 3]
Chapter 455 The Mysterious Old Man [Third Update]
The two held hands, wandering aimlessly in the street, not saying anything, not doing anything, but they could feel the strong love in each other's heart from the hands they held.
As they walked, the eyes of the two were attracted by an old man at the entrance of an alley.
The old man was dressed in rags, had disheveled hair, and was barefoot and dirty. He was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the alley with his eyes closed.
Many people passed by in front of him, but no one stopped to give him a penny. Instead, they all walked past him like a plague god, speeding up their pace a little.
"Zifeng, wait a minute, I'll leave some money for that old man." Jiang Qingqing let go of Lin Zifeng's hand, took out dozens of dollars of change from her bag, walked quickly to the old man, He bent down and was about to throw it at the old man's feet.
"Thank you girl, but you should take the money back." At this moment, the old man spoke slowly, and Jiang Qingqing stopped throwing money.
Standing up straight to see that the old man still closed his eyes tightly, Jiang Qingqing's face flashed a trace of doubt: "Grandpa, your eyes?"
"I can't see it." The old man chuckled.
"Then how do you know..." Jiang Qingqing was even more puzzled.
"I'm blind, old man, but not blind. You'd better take back the 60 yuan. I don't need it, old man." The old man stroked his dirty beard and said with a smile.
After hearing what the old man said, Jiang Qingqing looked down at the money in her hand, two pieces of 20 and two pieces of ten yuan, exactly sixty, which she didn't even think of.
"Grandpa, you..." Jiang Qingqing was even more surprised by the old man, and secretly thought that she had met an expert.
"Don't think too much, little girl. I'm not an expert. I'm just an ordinary blind old man. It's just that I can see more things than those mediocre blind people." It seemed that Jiang Qingqing had guessed what was in her heart. Thinking, the old man spoke again.
"You..." Every word the old man said made Jiang Qingqing even more surprised by him.
At this time, Lin Zifeng who was standing not far away also muttered, wondering why Jiang Qingqing started chatting with the old man.
"What's the matter with this old man? Can't you be fooling Qingqing?" Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng stepped forward, just in time to hear words like "expert" and "see clearly" from the old man's mouth.
"Damn, he's still an old liar!" Lin Zifeng didn't believe that the old man was really an expert, even under Lin Zifeng's observation, he found that the old man's physical condition seemed to be worse than ordinary people.
"Qingqing." Walking to Jiang Qingqing, Lin Zifeng grabbed her hand, "We should go."
"But..." Jiang Qingqing looked awkwardly at the old man and then at Lin Zifeng, feeling a little hesitant.
After thinking about it, Jiang Qingqing finally decided to go with Lin Zifeng: "Grandpa, we are destined to meet again."
"See you again by fate, and see you again in the end." Lin Zifeng curled his lips, and pulled Jiang Qingqing away without any explanation.
The old man smiled lightly, and spoke slowly, his voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, shaking Jiang Qingqing's heart.
"Ou Wu Mei Ge Jun more discretion"
"Don't do triad singing in Yangguan"
"Lanwei painting boat leisurely going"
"The fragrance is everywhere and no one cares"
"What's so messed up?" Lin Zifeng's expression was a bit depressed after hearing the four lines of poems in the old man's mouth. These four lines of poems were excerpts from four poems, and they were not in the same tune at all.
"I told you, old man, don't be blind..." Lin Zifeng turned his head and was about to reprimand the old man, but Jiang Qingqing who was beside him stopped him.
"Zifeng." Jiang Qingqing pulled Lin Zifeng's hand, "Can you wait for me over there? I still have a few words to say to this old man."
Lin Zifeng couldn't understand the meaning of the old man's words, but Ouyang Lanxin understood it right away. These four lines of poems can be said to be incoherent, but this is a hidden poem, well hidden It is the word "Ouyang Lanxin".
"This old man must be an expert, otherwise he would not be able to guess my real name, even Zifeng doesn't know my real name."
"What's there to talk about with him?" Lin Zifeng pouted and said something angrily, but after seeing Jiang Qingqing's anxious expression, he didn't say anything more.
"Hurry up." After Lin Zifeng finished speaking, he took a few steps forward, turned his head and stared at the old man, and at the same time exerted his hearing to the extreme, wanting to hear what the two of them were talking about.
But the old man seemed to have noticed his intention, looked at Lin Zifeng with a slight smile, and then swung his bony arm.
Then Lin Zifeng was surprised to find that he couldn't hear a single word of the conversation between the old man and Jiang Qingqing.
"This old man has a problem!" Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng was about to rush to save Jiang Qingqing, he was afraid that the old man would hurt Jiang Qingqing.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move, as if he was firmly held in place by something.
"What's the situation? Shuai, handsome!" Lin Zifeng shouted to Shuai in his heart in panic, but he didn't get the slightest response.
"How is it possible? This old man actually blocked my connection with the system? Who the hell is he? Isn't the secular world not allowing people above the golden core stage to get involved? What's going on here!"
Lin Zifeng was frightened and angry, and desperately circulated his spiritual energy to break through the suppression, but he couldn't move at all after several attempts. He wanted to remind Jiang Qingqing to run quickly, but found that he couldn't even move his mouth. The only place of movement is the eyelids.
"Bastard, if you dare to hurt even a single hair of Qingqing, I will kill you, I will definitely kill you!" Lin Zifeng swore inwardly, with two tiger eyes fixed on the old man.
Jiang Qingqing didn't know anything about what was happening to Lin Zifeng.
"Grandpa, you..." Jiang Qingqing was about to speak when the old man stopped her with his hand.
"You don't need to ask about some things, and I won't say them either. I'm here today just because you've encountered some confusion, so I'll leave you a few words." The old man said flatly.
"Please tell me." Jiang Qingqing nodded respectfully.
"Don't believe in treacherous people's slander, and accidentally hurt your lover's heart."
After listening to the old man's words, Jiang Qingqing's eyes froze for a moment, and she was a little flustered.
Then, under Jiang Qingqing's shocked eyes, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and two golden lights appeared in an instant, directly shooting into Jiang Qingqing's eyes.
"Hehe." After doing all this, the old man chuckled twice, waved his arm again, and his figure slowly slipped into the dark alley behind him.
"Ah!" Jiang Qingqing cried out in pain, crouching down with her head in her arms.
"Qingqing!" Seeing this scene, Lin Zifeng's heart tightened suddenly, and he screamed loudly, only then did he realize that the suppression on his body had been lifted at some point.
"Qingqing, are you alright, Qingqing?" Lin Zifeng ran to Jiang Qingqing's side in panic, holding her in his arms with one hand and grabbing her wrist with the other to check her physical condition.
(End of this chapter)