Song Hong couldn''t understand what Huang Si was doing and what he was talking about. He only saw the man stunned for a while, and then said something inexplicable.


    But he can guess that from the tone of his speech, the relationship between this man and his master is likely to be very close!


    So, in terms of age, is it master''s nephew?


    "You don''t have to drive me away. I won''t give up. Miss Xia is my master. If you know Miss Xia, it''s not an outsider. Please introduce me..."


    Song Hong''s attitude towards the young man he once ignored has been as humble as ever.


    No matter twenty years ago or when he became famous as a swordsman, he had never been so low. But he would do anything for the news of his master.


    Huang Si''s eyes finally fell on Song Hong. He looked at Song Hong, then at Xiao Qiu, who was thin and small. Finally, he asked suspiciously, "pedophile? Lori control?"


    "Poof!"


    Millet water sprayed the hot tea just drunk on the final sound face.


    "Dad, you''re wrong!" Millet water shouted.


    In fact, Huang Si understood the meaning of millet water. He had already seen the man''s intention.


    Since it doesn''t matter if Zhou Xia asks clearly, the situation is obvious.


    What does this man think?


    Because you never forget Zhou Xia, you find an apprentice who looks like him?


    Isn''t this the same as the boss of the Wang bookstore?


    Don''t want to cooperate with millet water, find someone to continue writing a novel maliciously.


    Can the continuation be the same as the original? It is basically insulting the original, harming readers and killing the author!


    And it''s the same to find someone as a substitute.


    Are you stupid? Can two different people replace each other?


    This is more than the wife of an otaku who changes pieces of paper. At least otaku won''t harm others, just waste toilet paper.


    So, from an objective point of view, considering the age difference between the two people, isn''t this an ordinary abnormal paedophile?


    Huang Si gently blew a mouthful of tea, smelled the transpiration of tea, and drank a mouthful. It was good.


    But Shu Shui didn''t notice that Huang Si''s attention had shifted to drinking tea. She continued the topic just now: "Dad, this man''s name is song Hong. He was Zhou Xia''s Apprentice twenty years ago. After Zhou Xia returned..."


    Huang Sizheng wondered whether to call waiter to order some tea. Suddenly, he heard the words of millet water and finally reminded him of a time problem:


    "What? Zhou Xia took an apprentice 20 years ago? I thought it was 200 years ago. How could she take an apprentice of the people who came down 20 years ago?"


    Millet water suddenly felt embarrassed. She scratched her head and said, "Er, just 20 years ago, when I encountered problems that could not be solved in the world..."


    Huang Si asked expressionless, "Oh... When did you come to the world?"


    "Twenty four years ago..."


    "Oh? It''s early."


    Huang Si opened the smart watch on his wrist, "OK, let me see Xiaoke''s log."


    Before they had finished their words, song Hong, who was listening, was already stormy in his heart.


    Although song Hongshi couldn''t understand their behavior of calling them father, how did a man in his early twenties over there have two adult children?


    However, this man seems to be really familiar with Xia!


    Can he really find master?


    He has been searching the world for 20 years, but there is no trace, and no one knows his master. This is the first time that several people know her.


    However, the content of the man''s speech surprised people, and made him have a very bad feeling.


    Even if the other party ignored him, song Hong still wanted to ask.


    "Sir, if I can really find my master, I can pay any price!" Finally, song Hong still gritted his teeth and said.


    "Oh, the price?" Huang Si looked at the information displayed on the watch, his fingers sliding on it, and the new data kept passing. "Yes, since any price is OK, you can kneel down and call my master immediately, and then commit suicide. When you die, you can see your master."


    The final tone nods. This is really the most convenient and quick way. Zhou Xia is a divine family in heaven. Ordinary people are not qualified and have no chance to see her. It''s still possible to become a family member and apply to heaven.


    Millet water also whispered: "Wow, are you so lucky? You don''t have to be very tired and troublesome to be a family member. Licking a dog really licks everything in the end..."


    But this is not the case in Song Hong''s ear.


    In his opinion, the man was taking an excuse and maliciously insulting him.


    Kneeling down and calling the master is already humiliating on his face. Do you want to change it with your life? Isn''t it obvious that he will die?


    Song Hong''s fingers trembled, subconsciously pressed them on the hilt of the sword, and then loosened them.


    There is only one and a half of these two swords left.


    The broken half is still stuck on the bluestone board!


    wide gap.


    An insurmountable strength gap!


    Sixteen years ago, he defeated all the heroes and won the name of sword saint. But now, just like a wild dog, he can only beg for mercy here?


    "Ha ha..."


    Song Hong laughed miserably.


    He finally looked at Huang Si, and then chose to turn and go downstairs.


    His steps were staggering and scattered, without the style of a congenital expert.


    Xiaoqiu hurriedly followed him down.


    Although he was talking, Huang Si didn''t delay. He had found a clue from Xiao Ke.


    "Millet water, it''s powerful. It''s really powerful. Twenty years ago, a person offended the whole martial arts Jianghu. It''s yours."


    Huang Si looked at the millet water and smiled.


    Millet water had a super good attitude. He knelt down directly in the chair and lowered his head to the table. "Father, I''m wrong. I''m really wrong. I won''t mess like this in the future. You see, I don''t even dare to show my face now. I''m super careful."


    ……


    Song Hong left the teahouse.


    He was at a loss. For a moment, he didn''t know where to go.


    Xiaoqiu closely followed him, holding the cloth bag.


    Song Hong took Xiaoqiu to find an inn, opened two upper rooms and arranged for her to stay.


    "You stay in the house. I want to go out alone." Song Hong said coldly.


    Xiaoqiu looked at him anxiously and said, "master, are you in a bad mood? Let me accompany you."


    "No!"


    Song Hong''s voice rose unconsciously and frightened Xiao Qiu.


    He was shocked that he was in a mood, so he had to comfort the innocent Xiaoqiu:


    "OK, I''m fine. I just want to walk alone. Wait for me at the inn."


    Xiaoqiu stretched out her hand and wanted to hold the corner of the master''s clothes, but her hand reached half and retracted.


    "Well, master, I''ll wait for you."


    Song Hong left the inn. After he couldn''t see the face similar to his master, he felt a little relaxed. He walked aimlessly towards the street.


    Walking, walking, song Hong suddenly stopped.


    Those three people call Xia "Zhou Xia".


    Zhou Xia


    The name


    Long memories, like the tide, gradually rise.


    "More than 200 years ago, there was a great martial arts master in that Taoist school..."


    The old voice reappeared in his ear.


    "Her first name has only one word, if you add her last name..."


    "So, your master... It is very likely..."


    Song Hong hugged his head in pain.


    The speculation of that year, the history he tried to forget, the terrible truth, bit by bit in his memory.