He just stood quietly on the other side of the door, because of the second master of Zhang Er, the three of us were silent.

About a minute later, there was a friction sound of pulling the door latch on the opposite side. After the door opened, I unexpectedly found that there was no one on the other side of the door.

I looked at Master Zhang in confusion, and Master Zhang smiled at me: "This is how the people from Lao Long's family are, they are talking nonsense."

As he said that, he stepped up the threshold and the three of us followed the second master's pace.

On the other side of the door is a small yard that is not unique. There are a few pots of flowers in the yard, a bird cage is hung in front of the door, and a few black cats basking in the sun are lying on the roof.

When Mr. Zhang was about to walk to the door, he suddenly stopped. He looked up at one of the black cats and said to himself: "This cat... is the same as the one I had with him. I didn't expect that in this day, I could find a second one."

I asked Mr. Zhang: "Is this kind of cat very special?"

Mr. Zhang nodded: "It's very special. This kind of cat can not only communicate with others, but also see through the illusion of yin and yang. Like you, they are born with the consecration of the heavenly spirit, which is extremely rare."

As he was talking, someone opened the door. Mr. Zhang and I looked at the door at the same time, and saw an old man in a windbreaker walking out of the house.

He was wearing sunglasses, and I didn't know whether his eyes were on Erye Zhang or me.

Although I couldn't see his eyes, this person gave me a very special feeling, that feeling, like indifference, or calmness. I think he seemed to be a person who didn't care much about anything, and nothing seemed to cause fluctuations in his calm heart.

Mr. Zhang stared at him for a while, frowned: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, why are you still like this bear?"

The man smiled and took off his sunglasses.

I finally saw his wrinkled eyes. What surprised me was that there was a sense of enthusiasm in his eyes, which was a passion with infinite persistence.

Liang Houzai came to me, and the young student said to me: "Du Kang."

It turns out that he is Du Kang.

Du Kang kept smiling at Mr. Zhang, saying, "Why are you, an immortal, here too? Are you still afraid that I will bully these juniors?"

It seems that Du Kang seems to be more enthusiastic about Mr. Liu, but Mr. Liu is more cold to him.

Mr. Zhang looked at Du Kang with his eyes squinted, snorted from his nose, and said, "You are too dangerous. If I don't come, I'm afraid that they will fall in love with you."

When Du Kang heard the words of the Second Master of Jay, he seemed helpless: "Old John, so many years have passed, are you still holding a grudge against me? What happened back then was just a misunderstanding."

"It was because of you, Lao Jiu and the others died. Now you tell me it was a misunderstanding?" Mr. Zhang glared and said, "Do you still remember why they died? And Lao Xin, what kind of skills he had back then? If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have become a useless person."

Du Kang breathed a sigh of relief from his nose and said nothing.

At this time, an extremely old voice came from the room: "Okay, let the past go. Old John, come in, I made tea."

Hearing this voice, Erye Zhang seemed to be a little excited. He avoided Du Kang and quickly entered the door. Then I heard a burst of hearty laughter from the room.

The laughter sounded very hoarse. It did not belong to Mr. Zhang, nor did it belong to the person he was talking to.

Du Kang turned around and looked into the room, sighed helplessly, and said, "Oh, so many years have passed..."

As he was speaking, he turned his gaze to me and asked me, "You are Lao Chai's apprentice, right?"

I hugged Du Kang and said "Yes".

Du Kang looked at Liang Houzai and Liu Shangang behind me again, and finally waved to us: "Come in, there are no outsiders in the room, you can sit there."

After following Du Kang into the house, I found that there were many people sitting in the house. Most of them were elderly people. These people seemed to be used to the strong winds and waves. Everyone's eyes showed a kind of calm that ordinary people did not have.

When we entered the house, they just looked at us, and then they were still busy with their own things, smoking and tea drinking, and no one paid attention to us.

Du Kang did not introduce us to us, but just turned around and said to me: "It's all your own people, you can do whatever you want."

At this time, the voice of Mr. Zhang Er came from the inner room: "Old Xin, are you doing this?"

Then I heard a voice saying, "I could walk ten years ago. My arms were better two years ago. Hehe, now, I am no different from normal people."

I looked in the direction of the inner room, then looked at Du Kang, who nodded at me and signaled that I could go over.

I came to the inner room, and Du Kang followed me.

Although it is an inner room, the windows are facing south. The noon sunshine spreads along the window ridge to the small bed next to the window. At this moment of midsummer, such sunshine can give people a feeling of warm winter sunshine.

Speaking of which, after entering this small house, I have never felt hot. On the contrary, when I pass by the living room, I feel a little cold.

There was a small table made of mahogany on the bed with a tea tray on it. An old man with a thin face was adding boiled water to the teapot, and a tall middle-aged man sat opposite him, staring at the rolling tea leaves in the teapot.

Mr. Zhang stood in front of the bed, his eyes falling on the face of a thin old man.

I know that this thin old man is the "Lao Xin" mentioned by Mr. Zhang.

Old Xin put the water down, put down the teapot, slowly turned to me, and hugged me: "This is the new leader of the Shuzheng lineage, you are polite and polite."

I quickly clasped my fists to him.

Like the old people in the living room, Lao Xin also has a very calm temperament, and even his tone when he speaks is a faint sense of peace.

The middle-aged man sitting on the other side of the few days smiled at me and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You don't need to give me a gift. We are all sinners in the business and cannot bear your gift. Haha, you can call me Lao Xie."

While talking, he even got up and shook hands with me.

I smiled at him politely, but I couldn't help but wonder why he said he was a sinner in the industry? After he said this, Mr. Zhang did not explain anything to us.

Lao Xin poured a cup of tea for everyone present, and the second master of Jason gave it to everyone.

Except for Lao Xin and Lao Xie who said a few words when we first entered the house, everyone was drinking tea silently in the future, and the inner room became as quiet as the living room.

It was not until a pot of water was about to dry out that Lao Xin said to Mr. Jason, "Old John, what happened back then was a misunderstanding. Don't blame Du Kang."

When he spoke, he kept staring at Master Zhang Er's eyes. Master Zhang Er sighed and nodded.

Although I don’t know what happened decades ago, I know that because of the character of Mr. Zhang, I’m afraid it’s not so easy to forgive Du Kang.

Lao Xin stared at Master Jian for a while, sighed, and then said to Master Jian for a moment: "The mountain road here is not ordinary danger. There are poisonous snakes, poisonous insects, and there are short mules in the deepest part of the mountain. The place you are going to has been closed for hundreds of years. Only one road can be passed through, but that road is very dangerous. Lao Ji, although you are all capable people, you can't walk into such a place with your legs."

Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, listened quietly.

Old Sing paused and continued, "If you want to enter, you can only go down from the cliff, but the road to the cliff was gone more than ten years ago."

I could see that Lao Xin seemed to have something in his words, or, there were some things in his heart that were not convenient to say, but he had to say it, but he had not yet thought about the wording.

Mr. Zhang frowned: "Old Xin, just say something."

Lao Xin nodded and said, "Old Yang from the sheep farm promised to be your guide and take you into the mountain. Fifteen years ago, he lost his way in the forest while walking at night and walked to the other side of the cliff by accident. After dawn, he followed the direction of the sun and returned to the main road. Now, Lao Yang should be the only person who has been to the main cliff. However, he has a condition."

Mr. Zhang: "What are the conditions?"

Lao Xin said: "Old Yang said that the cliff is full of dangers. This time, I will bet on your life. He has no other wishes in his life, just hope that his grandson can get out of the mountains. His condition is to arrange a good place for his grandson."

"Yes," Mr. Zhang agreed simply at first, and then asked, "How old is his grandson this year?"

Lao Xin: "Not ten years old."

Mr. Zhang: "Where are parents?"

Lao Xin said: "Old Yang's son was working outside, but later he got involved in gambling, owed a lot of debts, and ran away. The child's mother remarried, and now it's Lao Yang who takes him."

Mr. Zhang asked again: "Do you have any relatives in the village?"

Lao Xin thought for a while and said, "He has a big brother, but when they were young, they formed a lot of hatred because of their separation, and now they hardly have any contact."

Mr. Zhang nodded again: "No problem, leave this child to me. If Lao Yang can come back alive, I will raise him."

After drinking the last sip of tea in the cup, Lao Xin said to Mr. Zhang, "You can set off now. Du Kang knows how to get to the sheep farm. In addition, don't drive when you go to the sheep farm, as you can't walk on that road."

"Okay, then I'll leave." As Master Zhang said, he placed the teacup in his hand on the small table and called us to leave.

When Mr. Zhang went out, Lao Xin said again: "I will stay at the Long family from now on and come to me for tea when I have time."

Mr. Zhang did not respond and went straight out.

I think there seems to be some unresolved knot between Mr. Zhang Er, Lao Xin and Du Kang. After knowing Mr. Zhang for so many years, in my impression, he has never been like this now, both in his eyes and expressions, with a little helplessness.

In fact, when I think back, the reason why Mr. Zhang didn't say a word on the way he came seemed to be thinking about how to face Du Kang, or how to face the various entanglements between him and Du Kang.

We left Lao Long's house for the front feet, and the sound of the door closing sounded behind us.

When I looked back, I saw a young man of my age following me. He was holding on to the copper ring on the door and slowly closing the door.

Du Kang smiled at me: "This is my apprentice, called Gaidong."

Gai Dong also looked at him and nodded with a smile.

Yangchang Village is on the west side of the town, and is connected by a very narrow dirt road between the village and the town, so the car really cannot drive in.
Chapter completed!