As soon as these words came out, the bald man couldn't help but widen his eyes. Song Hong? Isn't that a peerless master who became famous ten years ago and inherited the title of Sword Saint? But what he saw just now was obviously a decadent middle-aged man with a slut, messy hair, and even a little shabby clothes! When he opened the door, he even thought that the other party was just a homeless man who accidentally knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

If he was really the contemporary swordsman who became famous ten years ago, ten years ago... he is only 35 years old now? Why does he seem to be about the same age as his own boss...

Song Hong frowned when he heard this, "Fatty Tu, your problem of shouting has not been changed."

Fatty Tu didn't care and smiled and said, "Let's not see each other." As he said that, he saw Xiaoqiu who followed Song Hong into the house. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed, "Ouch! This little girl is pretty enough. Where did you get it?"

Song Hong first signaled Xiaoqiu to stand beside him, and then said angrily: "Okay, this is my apprentice, where can I get what I beat? Xiaoqiu, this is your Uncle Tu Hua, call me."

Xiaoqiu stood up quickly, bowed, and shouted, "Uncle Tu, I'm rude."

Tu Hua smiled all over his face: "Hey, the little girl is so cute. You are so lucky. You have accepted such a good apprentice."

Halfway through his speech, Tu Hua was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Little girl, come closer and let me see what you look like."

Song Hong's expression was a little uneasy, but he did not stop Xiaoqiu.

Seeing that the master was not moving, Xiaoqiu walked towards the counter. Tu Hua approached, looked at Xiaoqiu carefully for a while, and suddenly looked up and asked Song Hong: "You called her Xiaoqiu just now... Did you give this name?"

Xiaoqiu nodded: "I was brought back from the Lonely Garden by my master. My name was given by my master. I only had a Qiu name, and my surname was followed by my master's surname."

Tu Hua sat back, slapped his thigh, and sighed heavily.

"Hi! Song Hong, what's the point of asking me to tell you? Xia, Qiu, haha, this name is good!"

Song Hong's face was dark and she defended her: "Fatty Tu, it's not what you think. I have no idea, but I just happened to see such a little girl, and she was just right. Her martial arts qualifications were pretty good..."

Tu Hua shook his head and said, "Don't think others don't know what you think about your master. I warn you, you must think clearly about your relationship with Xiaoqiu, don't be confused, and you will harm others and yourself in the future."

Song Hong was finally furious. He slapped the wall and said, "Fatty, have another crooked words? I don't have the intention at all, don't talk to me!"

Tu Hua said impatiently: "Come on, if you are angry, don't vent your anger on my wall. I won't talk nonsense to you, tell me, are you here to take on the job?"

When Song Hong took back his hand, the bald man was shocked to find that he had already slapped a palm print on the wall.

This is a brick wall! It’s not a mud wall or a wooden wall.

He is worthy of being the sword saint who became famous ten years ago... The bald man looked at Song Hong with admiration.

Xiaoqiu was frightened by his master's actions and hurriedly ran back to his master, stood aside in a regular manner, looking up at him.

Tu Hua looked at Xiaoqiu and sighed, "What a wonderful girl, it's a pity to follow you."

Song Hong walked to the counter and said, "Okay, give me some more paid work, it's okay to have a hard time, just don't have to worry too much, I'm short of money recently."

Tu Hua reached out to pick up the sign from the wall and said, "Don't you always have no money? I'm still lately? I said, "Do you drink less alcohol and gamble less, and it's not good to take the little girl to live peacefully?"

Song Hong held his hands and simply ignored him.

The two took down the sign, and then started talking in some slander words that only their own people could understand. After a while, Song Hong took over two jobs, thanked him, put away the bamboo cards, and took Xiaoqiu.

After Song Hong left, the bald man asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, who are you talking about? Just the person you are hinting at in your words."

There was no smile on Tu Huai's face, and he said coldly: "That person is not something you can ask about, so don't ask."

The bald head quickly agreed.

Although Tu Hua sometimes looks amiable when receiving visitors, the bald man knew that his shopkeeper was an important figure in the underground gang of Kan Ancient City, but he was not a good person. His cold face meant that this matter must be really important and could not be touched by him.

...

"Ayin, is it fun to have fun?"

"tired……"

"Aren't you the fifth generation of prosthetic body? Why are you more tired than me?"

"I'm tired."

"Oh, I finally let you realize how hard, boring and boring life is for rich people."

"You save money... By the way, millet water, where did your money come from? So much? Did God the Father give it?"

"Hmph! Don't mention that scumbag! Of course, I earned my money myself."

In the evening, the rain had already stopped and the breeze was blowing. After playing in the city for a whole day, they were now sitting by the lake fishing.

This lake is called Yuanhu, which is a lake dug artificially in the ancient city of Kan. The fish inside are also artificially raised, including koi, black fish and grass carp. This Yuanhu is decorated with pavilions and willow trees, and the scenery is beautiful, so it is not something that ordinary people can come in to fish.

In addition to paying a sum of money to enter the lake, you also have to have an identity in the upper class of this ancient city of Kan. Those who can fish here are either rich or noble.

According to Shu Shui's self-introduction, she is a mysterious rich man in Kan Ancient City. Apart from her mask, she is full of rich young men. However, she rarely comes out during the day. The sixth generation prosthetic body is a pure organism and needs rest, so she lies down to sleep during the day and only comes out to move at night. With her ability, except for the sixth generation prosthetic body that cannot fly, there is no problem with flying around the eaves and walls.

Zhongyin caught fish and chatted with Shushui here. He couldn't help but ask, "Did your money be stolen by a monster thief?"

Shu Shui said whistling: "Ayin, how could you slander people like this out of thin air? Of course, I earned my money by writing books."

"Writing a book?"

"Yes, you don't know, I have also promoted the development of papermaking in human society!"

Zhongyin was stunned for a moment before saying, "Have you improved the scientific and technological level of human society without authorization? Be careful to let the Father God know and beat you up."

"Haha, it's just a little technology in the paper industry. Without me anyway, the human race can point out this technology sooner or later, right? God of Father will not hit me because of this!"
Chapter completed!