Chapter 83: Philadelphia Story (Part 1)

Philadelphia has a great view.

s1 The northern hemisphere has entered winter, and the area around Linhai Prefecture University Town has already been filled with wind and snow, and the cold wind has penetrated the bones. However, this city, more than 1,000 kilometers away from the capital, is still decorated with elegant autumn colors, with a little bleak smell, but it is more clear and unpretentious, making people sigh with desolate sighs after autumn fruits.

There is the lake water rippling gently, the steaming and spitting water absorbs the dryness, and the mountains are steep and steep, blocking the cold wind in the north and the heavy rain from the other end of the sea. Therefore, this city is warm in winter and cool in summer, and pleasant in spring and autumn. There is no point in picking up a criticism, just like the old man in the manor by the lake.

The road wet by autumn rain is full of ancient charm. Between the four-story wooden hooked eaves, countless flowers and trees are hidden in the corners of the alleys or in the streets. On both sides of another road that continues with green mountains to the south are countless Philadelphia's most famous slim self-sculptors. The wooden copper nail doors of these slim self-sculptors are about three meters high and are all opened during the day. Visitors walking on the street can clearly hear the shouts and shouts from inside, the sound of fists and feet breaking the wind, and stop curiously to watch, comment on the heads and comments. Those boys with agile black pupils don't know if they will choose to come here to study in the future.

Xu Le, wearing a civilian costume, is also one of these tourists today. He pays more attention to these slim-fitting halls with different names than tourists.

During the escape trip away from Donglin many years ago, Tian Da*** mentioned the Philadelphia self-cultivation hall to him. Later he realized that the extremely powerful Philadelphia originated from Philadelphia, and he once arrogantly kicked more than a dozen Philadelphia self-cultivation halls, and no one could control it. In addition, the powerful figures he met in the capital star circle, Kong Wu of the Lin family and Brother Zeng behind Li Laoqi, all have Philadelphia backgrounds. This beautiful city is a very beautiful city, these Philadelphia self-cultivation halls that seem to be tourist attractions, and I don’t know how many powerful characters he has trained for the Federation.

This is the most powerful city in the Federation. Of course, the most powerful deed in history of this city is that it contributed a pair of brothers named Li to the Federation. One of them transformed into thousands and faintly influenced society in various absurd and wonderful ways, while the other turned into a god, waving his back, waving his back, looking down on the universe indifferently, and protecting the Federation for many years.

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Standing by the Mid-mountain Fountain Square, Xu Le subconsciously looked back and quietly looked at the huge manor by the lake at the foot of the mountain.

Li Pilfu, the God of the Union, lives in that manor. Since the old man retired, he has returned to the lakeside and refused to see guests. In addition to his long-time close friends like Mrs. Tai, even though the former president came to Philadelphia twice in person, he was unable to see him himself.

The old man did not rely on his peerless merits to raise his arrogant pride, but wanted to tell everyone in the Federation through these details that since he had retired, he was really retired.

In fact, how is this possible?

Peach and plum trees do not need to speak, and the foot below will naturally be crushed into a path by people's feet. The five-person group statue on the Charter Square does not need to speak, but the people passing by will always subconsciously look up and look at it. Li Piff on the lakeside no longer expresses any opinions on federal affairs. However, before the federal government makes a major decision, it is always a habit to call Philadelphia to ask for his opinion.

But Li Pifu was able to express his attitude at least very fully. The old man was trapped by the shore of Lake Philadelphia for more than ten years in a way similar to self-inferior. During such a long time, he was forced to leave because of two things and headed to the capital.

Once, after the attack on the ancient clock, the Federation was about to launch a full-scale offensive against the empire. Li Pifu was invited to go there, and only showed his thin face in front of the ceremony and camera for a moment, which attracted countless people to cheer. Another time, it was earlier. For the little guy imprisoned in Qingcheng Military Prison, the old man went to the capital, had a meal with Mrs. Tai in the forest garden, and then went to visit the prison. Then... the Federation had an unbeatable young combat hero.

He was about to meet the federal war god, but Xu Le was still wandering in the streets and alleys of the mountains. This had nothing to do with his nerves. He did not have the leisure and leisure of artists to visit ancient times. It was just that Jian Shui'er arranged for him at 3 pm. He arrived too early. For an old man who had not seen guests for many years and dared to let the president sigh, he had no qualifications to knock on the door.

Fortunately, time passed quickly.

Looking down at the pointer on the military watch, Xu Le took a deep breath, ignoring the vigilant gaze from the seemingly quiet manor's main entrance, Shiping. He did not ask the old thing to help him calculate how many Secret Service agents or the most elite military security forces were scattered around the manor, and stepped up the stone steps, raised his right arm, and knocked on the door calmly.

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In the green courtyard, on the left are several fields with sexy low-rise rice ears filled with autumn fragrance, and on the right are several ponds full of golden carp swimming freely. There is a twisted path made of white stone slabs in the middle. The end of the stone path leads directly to the lakeside. There are piles of stones scattered by the lakeside. On weekdays, I don’t know where the old man is used to sitting on the pile of stones to fish, but today he does not fish, but sits on the dark-shiny sandalwood floor indoors after a routine nap and is waiting for a young guest.

"There are many things in the Federation, many things in the army, and many things in the front line. With your personality, you are so anxious to see me, the old man, it seems that you should have seen or known or guessed something in the empire this year."

The old man sitting cross-legged on the floor did not look back, and his thin and old body was casually covered with an old-fashioned pajamas, which made him look not very tall and even a little short.

Xu Le stood at the door, looking at the old man's back, but still felt like an unattainable ice peak, and his mouth was a little dry. Now he can face Mr. President, and he is more natural. He is not afraid of seeing the master of Zuotian Star Domain in the empire. As the status and power change, anyone's mentality will gradually become stronger. But for some reason, after several years, when he saw the war god Li Pifu again, he was still extremely nervous, just like a primary school student who saw the strict class teacher.

He untied his imitation leather boots, arranged them carefully, walked onto the floor in his socks, gently walked behind the old man, bowed and whispered: "There are indeed many questions, some questions about that year, and some other things that you need to point me in direction."

In the empire, he knew a lot of secrets from that time, involving uncles and history. He always thought that if he could not see history clearly, it would be difficult to grasp the present and the future. What's more, the current situation of the Federation is facing a very serious situation. He needs the wisdom and incomparable influence of the old man to help him see through some complicated situations, so he said this very sincerely.

Hearing his words, Li Pilfu did not turn around, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, and his old voice said, "Before this, I also had some questions to ask you, sit down."

Xu Le quickly moved his legs and sat next to the old man, straightened his waist and looked sideways, with an extremely standard appearance.

"This is at home, not the army, so there is no need to be like this." Li Pilfu said with a smile, "There is tea on the table, so pour it yourself."

Xu Le glanced at him and found that the God of War did not seem to mind sitting so close. He relaxed a little, carefully lifted the teapot from the red stone, respectfully poured a cup for the old man first, and then poured a cup for himself.

"The first question I want to ask is." Li Pilfu didn't know what he thought of, and his words paused slightly, and a faint self-mockery flashed between his gray eyebrows and hair. "Is that guy still alive? ... It sounds like he is dying, but he still can't see some things."

The old man was qualified to laugh at himself, but Xu Le did not have the courage to laugh at him. Although he had prepared mentally in advance, he still did not expect that the old man would throw this problem straight to the point, so an indescribable tension immediately occupied his body and mind, making his hands holding the teapot handle stiff.

After a long period of silence, Li Pifu did not use any verbal gaze or momentum to suppress him. He just waited quietly. His old hands were still holding the small teacup to his lips, sucking them bit by bit.

"Teacher... should be alive." Xu Le stared at the barley tea in the cup, and his voice was slightly dumb: "But he did not show up in front of me, and... I don't think he would return to the Federation."

"The disaster has lived for a thousand years." Li Pifu slowly put down the teacup and said expressionlessly: "Many years, many times, I thought he was really dead, but he survived again."

"Don't bother to guess why I can guess he's still alive."

Li Pifu looked at him and said calmly: "Last time I met you in prison, I said that if you could take out the chips, you could go to the empire to pretend to be a royal family. Now that the war between the two sides has begun, I believe that all the devices in the empire have been turned on, and you can still come back alive. Of course, I have taken out the chips. If you don't have this ability, then he is naturally still alive."

"I have read the reports you provide to the Charter Bureau and the Ministry of Defense, and that's a miracle, but I think: the empire... has no miracle."

The cold sweat gradually soaked Xu Le's back. The thin and old man looked mentally exhausted, but in fact his eyes were still extremely sharp. If he had not admitted that the uncle was still alive before, it would be impossible to convince the old man to escape from the empire's pursuit, and it would be like lying to face. Although he seemed to have missed this level, the old man's indifferent gaze still put endless pressure on him. He always felt that the old man seemed to know more things, but he deliberately did not mention them.

"This time you made great contributions to the Federation, so I don't think there are some sub-sections that need not be discussed." Li Piff lightly tapped the table with his dry index finger, signaling him to continue pouring tea, and then asked: "The second question is, why can't His Highness Su Meng... kill you?"

His Highness Su Meng? Xu Le was stunned for a moment and realized that the old man was referring to Huai Caosi. One problem after another was completely beyond his prejudice. Some invisible pressure began to spread in the living room on the shore of Lake Philadelphia, and his straight eyebrows began to bend.

Faced with this pressure, he stubbornly raised his head, looked directly at the Federal War God, and said, "Because she can't kill me."

"And, I met this master teacher."
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