The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Cui Fu.

Old Master Choi's son Choi is teaching his younger grandchildren to write, practicing Huang Tingjian's "Hua Yan Jian", a generation master who enters with calligraphy. Master Huang's words are skinny and hard, honest and suitable for children to enlighten.

“Kid, keep your shoulders straight. No more tiredness, no more shoulders, no more spirit. It's the same with writing, shoulder spanning, and the magic of words is gone. ”

“Pfft, this is a little longer. You're a doll, you're not strong enough, you're not strong enough, so you have to go to Ling Xiu's handsome wind."

“The word 'Buddha' is not good. I want to write it again a hundred times today."

“Sir. ”

The middle-aged housekeeper stood in front of Mogou and smiled with praise.

“Come in and talk.” Choi Shuashi knew that he was here at this time. Something must have happened, he said.

“I have the chill, I won't bring it in, lest the little masters catch cold." The butler smiled harder on his face and looked at several children sitting on the case writing more intimately than his own son. One by one and they smiled, and the little guys nodded to say goodbye. Large families of children finally have some scene rules to follow.

Choi Dusty nodded and turned around to instruct some kids not to lazy and slip. He was going to check the class later, then shut the door and walked out.

“What is it?” Choi dusted and asked.

The butler whispered a few words in Choi Dust's ear, and Choi Dust's face became strange and said: “Is that old guy really coming out? ”

“My lord, I've asked someone about it. It's true. That's what a lot of people see with their own eyes.” The housekeeper said with certainty: "It is said that the old fairy had also slashed a sword into the Lu family's doorstep with a deity. Lu Qing Ming had fallen into the sword barrier and failed to intercept the success. In the end, however, the old man of the Lu family punched him several times and blew up the sword's sword. Otherwise, the consequences are more serious. ”

“It's getting better and better.” Choi Dusty's face smiled and asked, “Your Majesty is still in the Army? ”

“Yes, it is said that His Majesty did not expect the Old Fairy to come, and that he was also frightened. ”

“The old fairy of the Water Stop Sword Museum challenged Li Shepherd in front of His Majesty, challenging an ignorant teenager," Choi Dusty said, muttering to himself, still having a funny laugh on his face. “Interesting. Interesting. ”

“Shall we do something else?” The housekeeper said something.

“Never.” Choi Dusty's expression seriously refused, saying: "How can a lion fight a tiger to make their bite more intense? ”

“Drummer aide? ”

“No, do nothing. Be quiet and let them bite off without disturbance.” Choi Dust Sink said. “If anyone disturbs them, they will have third-party enemies in their eyes. At that time, they were unstable and heartless. There is no way to keep biting until the final battle is won or lost. It may be rushed to an end. ”

“Got it." The butler lowered his head to be.

“So do not act on your own without my command. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Choi looked at the wind and snow in the garden and sighed softly and said: "It's a big snow this winter. ”

The butler did not know why the master had made such a sigh and did not answer the question, but stood beside him and smiled.

A small courtyard between the walls, Choi cautiously stood there with a snowflake in his arms.

It's a snowy toddler, plush all over his body, with no strength in his wings, and no ability to fly yet.

When the sound on the side of the wall disappeared and the footsteps became distant, Choi's breath relaxed gently, but his face was extremely embarrassed.

She put the swallow in Willow Green's arms, allowing her to put the swallow in the nest where she was screaming. Then he pulled the peach red and asked, “What do you say? Is that clear? ”

“The prick has made himself clear.” Peach red panting, "said:" Today is the sixtieth birthday of the Lu family's grandfather by land, air and land. I heard even His Majesty has gone to Heshou, and the Chinese minister has gone many times. "

“That's not what I'm asking.” Choi said carefully and hastily.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Peach Red nodded, "I heard that the Water Cease Sword Hall ran to Lu Jia to surround the door today, and said that they were sending war books. Their old fairy from the Water Cease Sword Hall was challenging the shepherd who was a guest in the Lu Jia. I really didn't think that the horse who missed Miss was the shepherd, Miss, how come we didn't think of that at all? ”

“You didn't think.” Choi said carefully with a heavy expression and no good temper.

“Ah?” Peachy face surprised. “Did the lady know that? ”

“Get the car ready. ”

“Miss, where are we going? ”

“Go and congratulate Grandpa Lu. ”

“Miss, don't.” Peach red hastily stopped. “Today the master did not go out, and none of the young men went there. If the young lady went, she would be reprimanded. ”

“They're them, I'm me. I miss handkerchiefs. Her grandfather had a birthday and I deserved to go to worship birthday. ”

“Miss."

“Get the car ready. ”

“Yes, miss. ”

squeak

The courtyard door was pushed open, Choi Careful's mother walked in, looked at Choi Carefully with a smile and said: “Careful, where are you going? He's fine today. You go with me to your uncle's house. He's got a problem with his legs. He can't get out of bed in winter. He can't walk.”

Choi sighed softly and seemed nowhere to go today.

Outside the gates of the city, Song's old house.

Old Song's son, Song Lonely, squatted under the porch in a white uniform and looked at several plum trees in the yard.

Song Xiao walked over quickly and saw Grandpa squatting there motionlessly. Hurry up and put the black bear skin coat on his shoulder. He said with blame: “Grandpa, it's cold outside, why don't you go inside and rest? ”

Song Lonely's head didn't say back: “If even this snow and wind can hurt me, what's the point of my old bones living? ”

“Grandpa, as long as you live well, it means a great deal. Don't worry about it. If there is anything left to uncle and uncle to deal with, our grandchildren, even if they can't do it, can help you to fight your hand and you will live comfortably. You don't have to think about anything, you don't have to do anything. So that our younger generations can come and see you more. Look at you a few more times, and we're satisfied. ”

“Saying stupid things.” Song Lonely shook his head: “If I lay there without saying anything, it would be difficult to get up. What's the point of living like that? To be a statue? Or a piece of wood? ”

Beauty fears white hair, hero fears late twilight.

Song Lonely is the most powerful man in the world, the famous Zhen Shenzhou, and the most legendary hero of the entire Westwind Empire.

There are no unattainable places, no indestructible people.

But in old age, he becomes a useless old man who can't even eat. How could he accept it?

Song Xiao looked at Grandpa's dry, thin side face and said, “Grandpa, let me tell you something fun. Do you remember the old fairy at the Water Stop Sword Museum? ”

“Ding Yi? ”

“Yes, the old fairy hasn't shown up for years, and the world thinks he's been working hard in lockdown. But I didn't expect him to leave because of a young man, and to personally send a war book to challenge that young man.”

“That young man is a shepherd? ”

“Grandpa already knows about this?” Song Xiao asked with a smile.

Song Lonely looked at the plum tree in the courtyard and said: “The whole of Heavenly Capital, the young man who deserves his own hand is mostly the only one with the name Li. ”

“Grandpa" Song Xiao was shocked and jealous.

Surprisingly, the shepherd Li, who had never met his grandfather, could have received such a high praise. You know, if this phrase gets out, I'm afraid it's Li Shepherd who will instantly become the legend of the whole western wind.

Jealous, everyone is also a young man, why can the shepherd Li get his own evaluation, but not himself? After all, Grandpa said that to lure the shepherd Li with the honor of the city's teenagers.

“All right, all right, you go get yourself a job. Don't stay with an old man like me.” His gaze never moved away from the plum trees, "he said softly. ”

“Grandpa, didn't the clubs already blossom? ”

Song Lonely sighed softly and said: “It will open again. ”

Song Qiu was helpless and ready to get up and leave.

“By the way, why don't you ask Li Junior if he'd like to come to my old man's house for a bitter cup of tea? ”

“Grandpa."

“I haven't promised him yet.” Shepherd Li cried out.

When the war books arrived, the old fairies appeared, and the elders in the wind did not want to stay in the Lu family any longer.

Even more reluctant to answer the question of Shepherd Lee, who heard him panic, arched his hand against the landing strip and turned towards the road he was coming from.

Shijun Shi Tao looked at Li Shengsheng thoughtfully and then turned away.

In an instant, the hundred white swordsmen walked away. The sound was loud when I left, but silent when I left.

Lu Qingming looked at the empty sky and looked at the long gun in his hand. There was intense loss and sadness in his eyes.

Li Shepherd walked over and comforted him. “Uncle Lu, it's the old man who's just making a fool of himself. Just shoot faster than he is, faster than we can see in our eyes, and his so-called sword barrier is naturally cracked. It looks very deep, but it's just a stumbling block. Uncle Lu doesn't have to worry about this. ”

“Sheep herding.” Lu Qingming looked at Li Shepherd in a gloomy face and said, "I beg you for one thing. Please promise me. ”

“Uncle Lu, please. ”

“Ten days later, I'll go to war on your behalf. ”

At this moment, Lu Qingming's eyes are firm, a definitive expression without death.