When he arrived at the door of Bu Xinjian's dormitory, Wen Xu knocked on the door gently and heard a child voice sound inside.

"Who"

Almost at the same time, a little girl with a braid stretched out her head and looked up and down with curious expressions: "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Bu Xinjian!" As soon as I saw the girl's appearance, I guessed that this was Bu Xinjian's daughter. However, the girl's appearance looked like Bu Xinjian made Wenxu feel a little less satisfying. Who made Bu Xinjian's genes too strong!

"Dad, someone is looking for you!" The girl shouted into the room.

"Wen Xu, come in, I'm in the kitchen!" Bu Xinjian's voice came from the door.

When the little girl heard her father's words, she immediately pulled the door and made way open. She looked at Wenxu entering and then closed the door, as if she was afraid that Wenxu would steal their door.

Wen Xu reached out and patted the girl's forehead gently, and then gave the little guy a quarter of the roasted suckling pig in his hand.

The little guy followed him and looked at Wen Xu with a look.

"Go and let your dad warm you up!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

When the little girl heard this, she immediately ran into the house with a roast suckling pig in her arms.

"Wenxu, right? I am Bu Xinjian's wife. You call Youxichun, come here, what else can I bring?" A woman in her thirties and almost fourteen walked out of the kitchen at this time and almost bumped into the little girl. The woman reached out to support the girl and said with a smile at Wenxu.

The woman is not pretty, nor is she ugly, and her face is a little bigger, so she looks a little smaller, her body is a little fat, but she is not fat, and she is considered to be the kind of rich type.

The dress was very ordinary, wearing a light pink T-shirt with a big mouth monkey on the upper body, a pair of denim shorts on the lower body, a pair of red slippers on her feet, and her hair was permed and not dyed. You could vaguely see some gray hair. A very simple woman, and she knew she was a good player in the control of the house at a glance.

"Hello, sister-in-law, my name is Wenxu. If you call me Xiaowen or Daxu, Xiaoxu will be successful!" Although he got along very well with Bu Xinjian and often had no big or small, Wenxu was still quite polite at this time, and he could not see the scatteredness he had when he got along with Bu Xinjian.

However, when Wen Xu heard that the sister-in-law's name was Xichun, she suddenly felt a rural atmosphere coming to her face.]

"I often hear our new home bringing you up." The woman came over.

At this moment, Bu Xinjian's voice suddenly came from the kitchen: "Wife, don't worry about what this kid brings, accept it. Even if he brought a Jinshan here, he will still accept it. This kid is very rich, and we are a big deal!"

When he heard this, not only Wen Xu, but also Xichun was a little amused and cried, and immediately said, "What are you talking nonsense? When the guests come, you are running the train!"

"It's okay, it's okay, Brother Xinjian and I usually get along like this." Wen Xu handed the two bottles of wine in his hand to Xichun.

Wen Xu looked at Xichun taking the wine, so he rolled up his sleeves and said politely to the kitchen: "Do you want me to help?"

"No, why don't you play chess with my master? Will Go play?" Bu Xinjian said loudly in the kitchen.

"I really don't know much about this!" Wen Xu said.

"It's okay, just accompany the old man to have fun. Wife, go and call the master out." After Bu Xinjian finished speaking, he turned around and saw that Wen Xu had arrived at the kitchen door, and said with a smile: "It's time to eat when you get two plates."

Wen Xu looked at the seven or eight plates on the kitchen surface and immediately said, "Wow! So many dishes, and almost all of them are hard dishes."

Most of the seven or eight plates were filled with meat, beef and lamb, and there were hooves, sausages, a braised carp, and a whole roasted rabbit meat, which was quite affordable.

"Everyone is eating open today," Bu Xinjian said with a smile.

Wen Xu was about to praise him, but he heard the door next to him creaking and an old man who looked like he hadn't woken up.

If Bu Xinjian's wife made Wen Xu feel average, then this old man disappointed Wen Xu. When we were together in the past, Bu Xinjian mentioned himself as a master of strangeness to Wen Xu more than once, and the words were full of praise and respect.

This gives Wen Xu a very large imagination space. He feels that the old man is wearing a Taoist robe, with kind eyes, a rosy face like a baby, and a childlike face, and a fairy-like appearance!

But now I saw that there was a Taoist robe, but unfortunately it looked a bit sour. It was a little white when washed, and there were signs of wear on the sleeves and collar. The upper of the cloth shoes under my feet was also a little worn. It seemed that a hole would be made in the upper for a few days. If it weren't for washing it, Wen Xu might have thought that a beggar came out of the room.

Not to mention the clothes, the old Taoist priest was a little too "miserable". The bun on his forehead was already too much for hairpins, and his hair was sparse and almost disappeared. The bun on his head seemed to be playing with only a small thigh. The whole head was a bit spindle-shaped, even with the top and bottom, and with the rat eyes and mustache, it perfectly interpreted what kind of appearance is called the deer-headed rat eyes.

"This kid is a little judging people by his appearance!"

When the old Taoist saw Wen Xu's gaze, he immediately reached out to point Wen Xu and said to Bu Xinjian in the kitchen.

This sentence made Wen Xu a little embarrassed, and he quickly opened his mouth and said, "I just think you are different from what I imagined. Brother Xinjian described you a bit like a tall and mighty person, but it is a bit different from you!"

The old man smiled and said, "I'm just joking with you. To be honest, there are not many people on my appearance who don't have this expression on your face. I don't mind it, I'm just wearing a skin! Come on, let's play chess!"

Just now, Sister Xichun had already set up a chessboard on the table. Wen Xu reached out to signal, asking the old Taoist to leave first.

The old Taoist nodded to Wen Xu, then walked to the table with his sleeves on his back and sat down. When Wen Xu sat down, the two of them started playing chess.

For Go, Wenxu is just a half-toned product, and the old Taoist's level is not known, but for Wenxu, it shows an absolute crushing trend. A chess sentence is only five or six minutes, and it ends.

"Young people, you should keep calm and not pay attention to the gains and losses of the whole place..." The old Taoist said seriously and warmly at the beginning of the second game: "Let's do it, you go first, and then you can tell me your ideas, and I will make up my ideas with you."

"Thank you!" Wen Xu heard that this old Taoist was preparing to guide him to play chess. Although he was reluctant, Wen Xu decided to be humble and learn two moves with the old Taoist.

However, Wen Xu quickly corrected his thoughts because the old Taoist seemed to be good at teaching people. Wen Xu, who was not very interested in Go, quickly became involved and followed the old Taoist's thinking step by step. Every time he was given a point of advice, he felt that he had gained something after thinking about it.

The old Taoist is like an excellent teacher. He can always grasp Wen Xu's point of inducing and pass on his knowledge about Go to Wen Xu.

Because the level difference is extremely obvious, the game of chess is not long, only twenty minutes. When Wen Xu raised his head, he saw Bu Xinjian standing next to the table, holding his hands and looking at the chess game intently.

"How long has it been?" Wen Xu immediately asked when he saw this stance.

Bu Xinjian said: "Twenty minutes!"

"It's been so long, I think it's only four or five minutes. I'm so devoted!" At this time, Wen Xu's eyes were obviously different when he was not old. He felt that this old Taoist really had the legendary meaning of Bu Xinjian.

The old Taoist looked at Wen Xu and reached out to stroke his goatee, and said with a smile: "No, this child has a good talent, but it's a pity that he has passed the best time!"

"What does it mean?" Wen Xu asked in surprise.

The old Taoist said, "I think you are quite strong, you must exercise regularly, right?"

Seeing Wen Xu nodding and saying that he was running, the old Taoist said again: "Don't run, your running posture is wrong. If you go down for a long time, you will hurt your knees!"

"Can you see this?" Wen Xu was a little unbelievable. He had been running for a day or two, and his knees had no problem at all. He used to hurt when he started running, but now he has no feeling at all. The feeling that Wen Xu was like his knees were as if they were iron-clad.

The old Taoist said: "Just look at your legs and you will know. People who run correctly should not be on the calves like you. The weight of your running body is on the two joints of the feet and knees. These two parts should be elastic when running, but you don't. Now you are young and naturally can't tell it. You will know when you are old."

The old Taoist said it quite calmly, and Wen Xu didn't sound like a lie, and there was no need for the old man to lie.

"Oh, then I'll use a bicycle again." Wen Xu thought, then change his exercise method. Anyway, there will be a gym in the village soon, so it's OK to step on a car for an hour or an elliptical machine every day.

After hearing this, the old Taoist said, "Why don't you learn to play fists and kicks with me?"

Wen Xu was even more surprised when he heard this: "Learn from you?"

Now Wen Xu felt that today seemed like a routine, so he turned around and looked at Bu Xinjian standing next to him, and saw his smile on his face, as if he had ordered a cheap one.

Wen Xu always felt a little resistant to the fact that the cake fell from the sky. He thought for a while and said, "Forget it, I can't become a master, so I'd better play with ordinary things!"

The old Taoist smiled and said, "It's not in vain to teach you this way. I think your ancestral hall has a good scenery and the climate here is also pleasant, so I want to ask for a place to worship here. One day, I can chant a sutra to your ancestors or something. When I have time, I can help clean it!"

"I want to ask why?" Wen Xu was a little curious. The old Taoist said it too clearly, but Wen Xu couldn't accept it at once.

"You don't understand it very much after telling you. I think your Wenjia Village has spiritual energy and is suitable for training! Do you believe it?" the old Taoist asked with a smile.

Wen Xu said casually without thinking: "Do you want to become an immortal?"

Others don’t believe it because of the fairy spirit, but Wen Xu is a little suspicious. Otherwise, what kind of thing is his own space, so he opened his mouth here and spit out the words.

"There are no immortals in this world. I just want to live a few more years of old bones and enjoy the prosperity of this world. But you don't have to worry. I can't eat you for a few months a year. Besides, I will never lose if I become a worshiper. If you have good seedlings in the future, the old Taoist can teach them martial arts. How about it, don't you lose?" The old Taoist looked like you took advantage of it.

Seeing Wen Xu silent, the old Taoist said again: "It seems that you still don't believe in my ability. Let's have dinner first. Let's have a good fight after the meal. You are also strong and healthy. Should you have confidence in dealing with me, a little old man?"

"Get a fight?" Wen Xu asked uncertainly.

The old Taoist said, "Fight! Otherwise, you think I'm just talking nonsense!"
Chapter completed!