After Qi Feng sighed lightly, he did not think deeply about the meaning of the hat-maker's words. He just thought he was teasing himself, and who asked him to show off his little thoughts?

But the book only says that wealth is not revealed, but not that wisdom is not revealed.

Could it be that I didn’t read enough books?

Or maybe I am not smart enough?

Qi Feng shook his head, got up and walked out of the restaurant. He narrowed the pair of eyes that were particularly eye-catching and thought about something in his heart. The old man disappeared at this time must not be the cause of his enemies, otherwise the middle-aged man would not have asked him for someone just now.

Maybe it's a test of myself? But I don't know how to swordsmanship. Nowadays, especially in this small town, my three-legged cat's skills are not enough to see.

Thinking of this, Qi Feng sighed again. He walked back and slowly he met the crowd in the town. The voices of the past appeared again. Only then did he realize that the middle-aged man did have the ability to be invincible.

While weighing the ancient book, Qi Feng ran to the yard again. When he arrived home, he found an old man with broken arms was grilling chicken legs.

The old man seemed to have not seen Qi Feng, and ignored him and started chewing on his own.

When Qi Feng walked into the backyard, he suddenly found that the body hanging on the wall had disappeared, but he did not make a statement, but moved a bench from the room to sit down. He said nothing, took down the roasted chicken leg and took a bite.

"Oh, why are you busy baking chicken legs today?" Qi Feng was so angry that he saw the old man.

"Why do you talk a lot today? You usually feel like a dull person?" said the old man with broken arms.

Qi Feng said angrily: "If you are asked to experience the feeling of being alone, you also want to talk more."

The old man took out a wooden scabbard from somewhere. He gently tapped the head of the peach blossom-eyed boy with this and said loudly: "Just this little illusion can affect your mood. I think you have read this book in vain."

"I don't know whether it's in vain or not. I just know that someone left me alone." Qi Feng finished eating the chicken legs in a short while. He was about to take out the ancient book in his arms and read it carefully.

The old man with broken arms ignored it.

"Scholars should look like scholars." The old man with broken arms stared at him fiercely.

"Oh? Who is talking in broad daylight? It's so strange." Qi Feng said as if nothing had happened.

"I haven't seen this for a few incense sticks, why are my mouth getting more and more straightforward?" The old man with broken arms looked up and down at Qi Feng.

Qi Feng said coldly: "The book says that people's hearts will always change."

"Did I let you read the book you read? Have you ever read it before?" The old man was lying in the yard and basking in the sun.

The sun shines over, which always makes people lazy.

The peach blossom eye boy ignored his nominal master, but narrowed his eyes and stared at the sun.

A little dazzling.

"Master, when will you teach me how to practice swords?" Qi Feng's speech suddenly changed, and he returned to his usual tone.

The old man closed his eyes, without thinking, stretched out a finger, shook it at him, and said, "Hasn't I told you that you can only reach the state of communication in your life, so it's better not to practice."

Seeing this, Qi Feng didn't say anything, but just asked: But the book says that practicing swords has nothing to do with realm, and if I don't practice swords at my age, I can't become a great sword immortal."

"Your craftsmanship is quite like me. Even if you don't dare to write miscellaneous books in the market, you know that there was a person who had just started practicing swordsmanship in the past forty years and finally became a great sword immortal?" The old man's tone suddenly became mysterious.

Qi Feng shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it. Master, who is that person? What do you mean is that I can become that person?"

"How do you know I'm talking about you?" The old man laughed.

Qi Feng was still confused at this moment. He thought about it carefully. Didn’t the old man mean that he didn’t know. The young man with peach blossom eyes sighed again when he thought of this.

"I met someone during the time you disappeared." Qi Feng hesitated and said the matter.

"I know, it's better those people wearing hats," said the old man with broken arms.

Qi Feng didn't want to ask the old man how he knew. He was just curious about the origin of those people. He asked, "Who are they? And have you fought with him?"

"I've fought." The old man replied without blinking.

"Have you won?" Qi Feng was somewhat looking forward to it.

"Nonsense, if I lose, I can still lie here to bask in the sun?" The old man with broken arms said carelessly.

"Where is the corpse?"

"I didn't kill him."

"Stop talking, you know you're lying to me, just look at your tone. If you really fight him, maybe you're hanging on the wall now." Qi Feng suddenly realized.

"Oh? Tell me, why do you think you are better than your master when you meet someone?"

"Anyway, he is very powerful. People can make the entire town disappear suddenly. Can you?"

"I can do it too." The old man replied lightly, "but I can't turn them back."

"Yes, yes, you can chop the sky and the earth with one sword. How can some people in small towns catch your eyes?" Qi Feng rolled his eyes.

The old man with broken arms laughed twice, but didn't mention it again.

"Go into the house and clean up your things." The old man spoke slowly until the sun sets and there is no sun in the small yard.

Qi Feng was stunned for a moment, and he asked in surprise: "Are you leaving tonight?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to be more stupid? I think there is no one in this town that you can keep in mind." The old man said sarcastically.

Qi Feng murmured in a low voice: "The people in this town change every now and then, how can they have acquaintances?"

"By the way, do you have a book in your arms?" The old man with broken arms had already stood up at this moment, and he stared at Qi Feng carefully.

Qi Feng nodded and asked while taking the book out of his arms, "How do you know I took a book from my little book shop?"

The old man ignored it. He took the book, read it casually for a few times, then frowned and said seriously: "Have you paid?"

Qi Feng did not answer, and first shook his head. Seeing that the old man had a serious expression, he added: "There was no one in that small book shop at that time."

"Can you just take books without anyone?" The old man was a little angry.

Qi Feng stammered: "This... really can't."

"But I... I just wanted to find you at that time, and I didn't pay much attention to these things." Qi Feng's voice became lower and lower.

The old man took out half a willow branch from his arms, then he sighed lightly and handed the willow branch to Qi Feng. The latter didn't know what it meant, but just stared at the old man with wide eyes.

"On weekdays, you always say that the book says, and the book says again." The old man paused for a moment and continued, "But why don't you know that the book says: A gentleman is careful to be alone?"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   �

Qi Feng knew that he had done something wrong and did not dare to speak like before. He had to lower his head and whisper to echo.

Just like when most teenagers make mistakes.

"You just take the willow branches. You owe someone a favor. Sooner or later, you will have to pay it back." The old man said, pausing for a moment and adding: "That person's affection is not easy to repay. When you can't pay it back, you give him half of the willow branches. Only the old man, I, will pay it back for you."

Qi Feng was holding the half of the willow branches and felt a little moved, but he didn't understand some things very well. He asked, "The person you are talking about is the person I met in the restaurant?"

"It's true, I've given you a good book and read it well." The old man threw the book to Qi Feng and then returned to the house.

Qi Feng didn't think much about it, but just kept holding the book first and went back to the house to clean up the things. He thought the old man would be much slower than him, but when he was tidying up in the small yard, the old man had already been drinking slowly with half a pot of wine under the moonlight.

"Why are you so slow?" The old man took a sip of wine, quite dissatisfied.

Qi Feng smiled awkwardly, but naturally took the package in the old man's hand.

Ten years have passed, the peach blossom-eyed boy has carried his luggage many times.

"Master, we're leaving, what should I do if that vegetable garden?" Qi Feng was still a little embarrassed to let go of his vegetable garden.

"What else can we do? It's great that we can survive these days, so how can we care about a vegetable garden?" The old man didn't care at all.

"It's not us, but you. I have no grudges and grudges with anyone." Qi Feng glanced at him.

"The illusion is really annoying. It used to be a child..." The old man with broken arms said, "helplessly" taking another sip of wine.

After seeing this, Qi Feng joked: "Master, do you really think I am a nerd? But this illusion made me realize that you... are not reliable at all."

The old man with broken arms ignored it and just rolled his eyes.

After walking some roads, Qi Feng still felt a little unbearable. "Master, the book says that everything in the world has its own life." He put down his bags and stood there thinking about how to make his vegetable garden.

"But what can you do to your vegetable garden? Some wild vegetables can survive without watering and fertilizing them every day." The old man with broken arms felt that the child sometimes had a stubborn mind.

Qi Feng sat on the ground, looking at the vegetable garden by the roadside, and felt that what his master said was also reasonable.

"Master, are we like wild vegetables?" Qi Feng asked seriously.

After hearing this, the old man with broken arms was stunned and did not continue to drink. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "This one... looks like it, not like it."

"Then when will we not be in a place without a fixed place and wandering outside?"

The peach blossom-eyed boy squinted his eyes and sighed softly.

"It's soon." The old man picked up the few remaining wine pots and took a sip.

"By the way, master, where are we going?" Qi Feng suddenly remembered the key thing.

"I heard that there are countless beauties in Suzhou. I'll find you a wife."

"It's big night, why do people just talk nonsense?"
Chapter completed!