Chapter 203 The Old Garden

"Miss Xiaodie, I don't know where to take it?"

Following Xiaodie all the way, Xia Houtian gradually came to the center of Yehunfang City. The surroundings were still deserted, but the buildings and pavilions were beautiful. Obviously, the builders were very attentive!

"You really have a lot of people. Just follow, or don't follow!"

"This, miss, don't blame me. It's just..."

"Okay, no need to explain, I'll be there soon!"

Seeing that Xiaodie was like this, Xia Houtian didn't ask anything more, but he was careful to avoid anything in his heart.

In a blink of an eye, Xia Houtian followed Xiaodie through heavy buildings and came to a manor. The manor was covered very wide. Obviously, he lived in the night soul family.

Suddenly, Xia Houtian's eyes waited closely on the plaque of the manor. On the simple and unpretentious plaque, Long Feifengwu's book was written with the three words "No Old Garden". The handwriting was neat and powerful, but it was heavy in the flying, showing the writer's extraordinary calligraphy skills!

"Xiahoutian, why did you stop?" When Xiaodie saw Xiahou Tian stop in front of the door, showing a deep thought, she asked without thinking.

The call of Xiaodie came from his ear. Xia Houtian suddenly came to his senses and couldn't help asking, "Miss Xiaodie, I don't know who wrote this plaque?"

"What, are you interested in the plaque?"

"The writer is obviously immersed in calligraphy for many years. I happen to be interested in calligraphy and want to ask for a teaching!"

"Then you will be disappointed. According to my father, this plaque is left by the benefactor of my night soul family. It has been thousands of years now. If you want to ask for advice, I'm afraid there is no hope!"

The person who said it was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Xia Houtian showed regret on the surface and set off a stormy wave in his heart, because from the plaque, he saw the shadow of Dan Chengzi.

Whether it is the trend of brushwork or the style of writing, it is the same as the handwriting left by Dan Chengzi in the endless abyss. There is almost no difference. Of course, it is not exactly the same. In terms of momentum, this plaque is more domineering and less calm!

"Miss Xiaodie, is this?"

"Nerd, this is my home. Why are you still standing? Do you want me to invite you in?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I mean. Miss Xiaodie misunderstood!"

Then, Xiaodie pushed the door and entered. Xia Houtian followed in thoughtfully and thought, "It seems that Xiaodie's ancestors have a lot of friendship with Dan Chengzi, otherwise Dan Chengzi will not leave Mobao. Maybe it can provide some convenience for my trip to Danxiamen!"

Previously, although Xia Houtian learned about the Doudan Conference after July, he also knew that not everyone could participate in the Doudan Conference. Therefore, after encountering the cold night and cold rain on Paradise Island, he did not want to make more trouble, so he chose to help them to obtain a reasonable identity.

However, it seems that the previous calculation is no longer possible, but the unexpected appearance of Xiaodie and Dan Chengzi Mobao has made Xia Houtian see some hope.

"Dieer, since you came with guests, why don't you introduce them to your father?"

A sudden voice sounded in front of Xia Houtian. Xiaodie's face turned red, and then replied loudly, "Dad, no, isn't it? Isn't this just going to take him to greet Dad?"

"Really? I don't think it's right. I'm afraid it's your butterfly garden where you're going!"

"Dad, you're here again. If you do this again, your daughter will leave and never come back, so that you won't ask your daughter like an outsider every time!"

"Okay, okay, it's my father who is not good. Don't be a little daughter anymore. Don't be afraid of outsiders watching jokes!"

"Dad, it's all you!"

"Hahahaha..."

Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, wearing a black brocade suit, embroidered with a flying white crane on his chest, his face was clear and angular, and his whole body was full of imposing!

"Miss Xiaodie, who is this?"

"Young man, you are the first man Butterfly brought home. Can you tell me your name?"

"The late generation, Xia, Hou, Tian, don't know, the former generation, is it?" During the words, the middle-aged man seemed to shake his body and his momentum was strong. Xia Houtian suddenly felt that the pressure had doubled, but his natural stubbornness made Xia Houtian clenched his teeth and responded.

When the middle-aged man saw Xia Houtian reluctantly respond, he looked a little surprised, but more appreciated it. The momentum was followed and he praised, "Yes, young man, you are very good!"

Then, the middle-aged man said to Xiaodie, "Daughter, you have a good vision!"

"Dad, where do you think, really..."

"When did my Yehuang's daughter become so thin-skinned? If it spread out, it would make countless young heroes fall through their eyes!"

"Dad, you really misunderstood. It's just that because we banned the market and he had nowhere to stay, I took the face of Sister Lengye and led him to stay temporarily. After all, it happened because of my night soul family, and he also saved Sister Lengye's life, so..."

"Oh! It turned out to be the girl in the cold night. Why did she come to the Night Soul Square? She didn't come to the Old Garden to see my elders. It's really..."

"Dad, I think you want to make phoenix tears with Sister Leng Ye?"

"Ha ha, is my father such a person? But the smell of Phoenix's tears is really memorable!"

Looking at an interesting pair of father and daughter, Xia Houtian didn't know what to do for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he had to wait quietly. Xiaodie suddenly took out a brown jar in his hand and gently opened a small mouth. The strong fragrance suddenly came into his nose!

When the middle-aged man recalled it, he suddenly sucked several times at the tip of his nose and immediately shouted, "Phoenix tears!"

"Dad, your nose is still so smart!"

"Daughter, you still miss your father and me. Since there are phoenix tears, don't bring them here. Your father and my wine worm have been hooked up by you!"

"Dad, Phoenix tears can be given to you, but what about him?"

The middle-aged man looked at Xia Houtian, looked at the wine jar in Xiaodie's hand, and immediately patted his chest and said, "There is no problem with staying for the time being!"

"Thank you, Dad!" After saying that, Xiaodie handed the wine jar in her hand to the middle-aged man, and then pulled Xia Houtian to the inner courtyard.

Looking at the figure of his daughter pulling Xiahou Tianyuan away, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's really a woman who doesn't want to stay, hey, Phoenix tears!"

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"Xiahoutian, you live here these days. I can tell you, don't run around!"

"Miss Xiaodie, I understand this, but can you ask what's going on? It actually made the Night Soul family ban the city!"

This topic obviously touched the nerves of Xiaodie**. Xiaodie looked at Xia Houtian carefully for a long time before he slowly said, "You'd better not inquire about this. Just stay here honestly!"

"Miss Xiaodie, there is something else to do. I don't know why I can leave the city freely?"

"After the matter is found out, the market will naturally open up. What, you have just been here for a few days, and you are in a hurry to leave here?"

"Miss Xiaodie misunderstood. It's really taught by the teacher, and I dare not violate it!"

"It's the teacher's order again. Your master is really a strange person. Wait. If it's fast, it will be known in three or five days, and if it's slow, it won't be more than half a month!"

"Thank you, Miss Xiaodie, for telling me!"

"You have been shouting for a long time. Don't you feel annoyed? I'm tired of listening!"

"Then what should I call Miss Xiaodie?"

"My real name is Ye Xiaodie, just call me Xiaodie!"

"Xiaodie, won't this be good?"

"What's wrong? That's it. I'll go first. I'll come to you later!"

After Xiaodie left, Xia Houtian vaguely felt that the matter was not simple. From Xiaodie's expression, it can be seen that the night soul family should have changed. Suddenly, he thought of what he heard in the store. After thinking about it, he felt that the rumor was not empty, but there was also some credibility!

At the same time, Xia Houtian also felt the closeness shown in Xiaodie's words, but he pretended not to know what he belonged to, which made Xiaodie a little angry.

"Bingying, how are you doing? Thousands of blood and spiritual realms have been separated. After several years of cold and heat, I didn't expect it to be scattered in two places at this moment!"

The more you miss, the firmer Xia Houtian's heart is. The ten-year appointment with the ice and blue sky is not far away. If you want to defeat the heroes, you must have strong strength. The skill of "Danxia Secret" must be solved as soon as possible!

The next morning, Xia Houtian slowly closed his skills, opened the door, and walked to the garden. There were countless flowers and trees around him, but in the staggered, it was not elegant. In addition to the chaos, it added a sense of indifference, which was obviously intentional by the breeder.

"Oh, young man, look at you, have you been practicing all night?"

"I've met the seniors, Xia Houtian is polite!"

"What kind of senior is not a senior, but I have heard a sentence circulating among you immortals. The back waves of the Yangtze River push forward waves, and the front waves die on the beach!"

"Well, seniors are so funny!"

"Don't be nervous. It's not bad that you have such cultivation at such a age, but I think there seems to be something missing in your skills?"

Xia Houtian was stunned in an instant. They thought that Xiaodie's father was so powerful. At a glance, they could see that his skills were incomplete. They thought for a moment, but there was nothing to answer!

"Young man, don't be nervous. I don't mean anything else, but I asked casually!"

"Thank you for your understanding!"

Then, the middle-aged man seemed to ignore the existence of Xia Houtian, holding a pair of scissors in his hand and cutting flowers and trees carefully, like a hard-working gardener taking care of his child!

"Young man, I heard that your surname is Xiahou. It's rare to see such a compound surname?"

The middle-aged man's seemingly plain words made Xia Houtian alert. The meaning of the middle-aged man is to ask Xia Houtian's origin, and for this, Xia Houtian does not want anyone to know!

"Senior, the name is just a code name. As for why the surname is Xia Hou, maybe only the master of the younger generation can explain it!"

"Oh, by the way, I heard from Xiaodie that you are very interested in the plaque in front of the door. Why do you also like calligraphy?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man took the initiative to talk about it, he was in the middle of the world. He sorted out his thoughts and said, "The younger generation has been influenced by the master since childhood, and he has a little dabbled in the way of calligraphy!"

"Typ, what do you have?"

"The way of calligraphy, the younger generation thinks that it can be connected with the way of cultivating immortals..."

Xia Houtian talked, and the words immediately attracted the middle-aged man with admiration, and repeatedly praised, "Okay, okay, okay, good!"

Next, the two talked happily. Seeing that the time was ripe, Xia Houtian couldn't help asking, "Dare to ask the senior, who left the plaque in front of the door?"

"You can also see that the plaque is extraordinary?"

"This is not true. The younger generation just feels that the plaque is domineering, and the handwriting is heroic!"

"Yes, that's what my father said when he mentioned the master to me. Since you and I are predestined, it's okay to tell you. In fact, the person left on the plaque is the benefactor of my night soul family, that is, Dan Chengzi, the founder of Danxiamen, who has a wide range of power today!"

The middle-aged man's words confirmed Xia Houtian's guess and seized the opportunity. Xia Houtian continued to ask, "So, the senior has a good relationship with Danxiamen?"

"Ha ha, the current owner of Danxia Gate is my old friend, don't you think? However, when it comes to Danxiamen, I think your breath is similar to it..."

"Real? The younger generation doesn't know?"

"Ha ha, maybe I feel wrong. Come on, there are several excellent calligraphy works in my room. How about you and me?"

"If the seniors are invited, it is better to obey than the honor of the juniors!"

When the middle-aged man turned around, a cold sweat appeared behind Xia Houtian: "This man's feeling is really terrible. Fortunately, he didn't see anything!"

Isn't it true? Maybe only the middle-aged man himself knows. If Xia Houtian can see the thoughtful eyes of the middle-aged man at this time, he may understand something. Unfortunately...