Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Jiang Chen's eyes showed understanding. No wonder the little boy added the word "again" when he asked the question when he entered the village. When he asked this question, Jiang Chen thought that there was someone with a broken leg around him, but he didn't expect it to be his father.

It can be seen that this person has deep internal strength. According to the current trend of the martial arts world and the pursuit of martial artists, the Huashan Sword Contest is about to begin. Anyone who knows a little bit of kung fu will inevitably go to watch and try to make a name for himself. Obviously, he has superb martial arts skills, but why does he live in such a small village. Even... Jiang Chen looked at Ouyang Feng, who didn't recognize this person at all.

This is quite strange. A person with great martial arts skills is hiding in a remote and poor place and is unknown.

As for his leg...

Ouyang Feng didn't think as much as Jiang Chen, and sneered, "Just go in, I don't think he dares to do anything!" But from the tone, it can be known that Ouyang Feng doesn't believe him at all, and he is being polite for no reason!

People in the Central Plains martial arts world always like to pretend to be familiar with each other and do these strange and false formalities!

Ouyang Feng looked up and saw another wooden chair beside the stone table. He put him on it and pushed him into the house.

A porcelain cup flew towards him when he entered the door. Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. Ouyang Feng's moves were always as fast as lightning. Before the cup of wine came close to Jiang Chen, the cup shook and broke into pieces with a click between his five fingers.

However, there was no murderous intent.

So Ouyang Feng did not fight back immediately.

Ouyang Feng sneered, "Does the host always treat guests like this?"

The man smiled slightly, "Good wine goes with heroes..." He looked down at the fragments on the ground, "... It's a pity that you two don't seem to like it very much?"

The willow leaves outside the window fell quietly with the wind, and a few of them blew into the house and fell on a piece of water stain under Jiang Chen's feet.

Jiang Chen said, "I originally liked it, but unfortunately your wine came at an unfortunate time. I just decided to quit drinking."

"Hahaha! Quit drinking? It's good to quit drinking!" He laughed a few times, but was disappointed, "Wine... things that attract people are often the most hurtful!"

This statement obviously has a deep meaning.

Jiang Chen keenly noticed that when his eyes swept across the bamboo flute hanging on the wall, he paused slightly.

It seems that there is another hidden secret.

"... It's rare to meet people of the same path today, so I will play a song for you two to show my feelings."

Before the two of them responded, he took down the bamboo flute.

The sound of stringed instruments sounded.

Like the falling of leaves in the forest, like the gurgling of streams in the valley, like the chirping of birds in the sky, like the summer morning breeze.

Gradually, people's hearts fluctuated with the music.

Ouyang Feng's face sank, "Who are you to Huang Lao Xie!"

"Huh?" The man put down the bamboo flute, smiled slightly, but did not respond, and looked at Ouyang Feng a few times.

The one who can call that person by his full name must be one of the Five Great Masters.

He speculated on Ouyang Feng's identity and sighed in his heart. This small village was only discovered in recent years and was originally sparsely populated. Today, it is rare to see people with outstanding martial arts skills, and they were invited in on a whim. Unexpectedly, these two people are quite famous.

"May I ask your name?" Jiang Chen asked him, but his face was pale at this time. Ouyang Ke's memory emerged without warning.

He asked this question just to confirm the other party's identity.

Before, Ouyang Ke competed with Guo Jing for Huang Rong. He played the song of the rising tide of the blue sea under Huang Yaoshi, and his mind was uneasy.

Now this person's song has brought out his memory, and even the feeling when listening to the song is almost the same as the rising tide of the blue sea.

It is very likely that Jiang Chen had no memory of his body when he arrived because he was confused by the rising tide of the blue sea before and had not recovered. Now that he can be triggered by this song again, it means that their essence is unified.

Although the meanings of the two songs are completely different, their inner meanings are the same.

This means that this person has a deep connection with Huang Yaoshi.

The only ones who cannot walk and are related to Huang Yaoshi are his disciples. And the only one who is proficient in the rising tide of the blue sea and good at music is Wu Mianfeng.

Unexpectedly, Wu Mianfeng, who has been missing from beginning to end and has not appeared, and people thought he died early, actually hid his name here.

The man laughed and stroked the short tuft of beard that had just grown on his chin and said, "Meeting is fate, why does the young master have to have this name. I am just an idler in the mountains, not worth mentioning."

This is self-deprecation, and it is also a disguised unwillingness to admit.

Ouyang Feng's heart sank, and he said, "Ke'er, why do you have to talk to this weird person? Let's go." He met Huang Laoxie and others at the last Huashan Sword Contest. He originally thought that there were only a few strong men in the Central Plains, but he didn't expect that there were masters hidden in such a small town.

After just listening to this song, Ouyang Feng had some understanding of this man's skills, but he did not intend to fight with this man, especially with the seriously injured Ouyang Ke beside him, because he was not sure whether he could escape unscathed by killing this man at this time. And when he could not escape unscathed, Ouyang Feng would never act rashly.

Jiang Chen endured the dizziness in his head and lowered his head slightly, "Let's go."

Ouyang Feng snorted at the inner room, turned around and picked up Jiang Chen and rushed to the inn.

His voice came from the room, "Friend, take care, we will have another drink in the future."

...

"Where is uncle going next?" Unexpectedly, this song actually brought out Ouyang Ke's memory. Jiang Chen was in a bad mood at the moment, so he just asked casually.

Ouyang Feng looked at his legs and hesitated for a moment, "The Huashan Sword Contest is coming soon..."

Jiang Chen immediately understood what he meant, and pondered for a moment, "Then put me down here."

"How can this be!" The nephew was so seriously injured...

"The journey is too far."

"But it's not safe to stay here!" Ouyang Feng retorted immediately and looked at his expression again. He didn't see any sign of giving up on himself. He was relieved and wanted to persuade him again, "Ke'er... I used to have many enemies, but now you……"

Jiang Chen clasped his fingertips slightly, "If they didn't want to kill me, I would die." Over the years, there have been so many people who wanted to kill him, and without exception, they died first. This time, it's the same.

"How about this? Uncle can find someone to take you back to Baituo Mountain first."

Jiang Chen looked at him for a long time, but he didn't give in. Jiang Chen bent his eyes, but there was no smile in them. He pointed to his legs, "You mean...this is how you go to see your mother?"

Ouyang Feng's face darkened immediately when he mentioned Ouyang Ke's mother. "If you don't go back to White Camel Mountain, you shouldn't stay here either."

The two of them traveled on the sea for several days, and Ouyang Feng kept tightening his nerves and did not dare to relax, for fear that something would happen. I felt relieved when I set foot on land today.

The two walked around the street and entered the inn. As soon as we entered the door, the waiter came up to us wearing a white scarf and asked with a smile, "Do you want to be a guest or stay in a hotel?"

"Stay in the hotel."

The waiter led him to the cashier. Ouyang Feng touched his body left and right, and then he remembered that he lost most of his money when he fell into the sea.

He looked ugly.

After a while, the accountant also looked ugly.

The two stared blankly at each other for a while, then heard a woman chuckle from the door, "I'll pay for their money."

When Jiang Chen turned around, the woman exclaimed, "Is it...is it you?"

Without saying a word, he took the money and ran out of the inn immediately, as if there was a ghost chasing him.

Jiang Chen:......

Ouyang Feng asked in surprise, "Ke'er, do you know each other?"

Jiang Chen: "...No."

Ouyang Feng said knowingly, "Oh... I'm afraid it's someone else you've forgotten..."

Jiang Chen:......

Just when he said this, Jiang Chen received Ouyang Ke's memory and some fragments flashed in his mind. Comparing the face that flashed just now, Jiang Chen's eyebrows were slightly raised, Mu Nianci... But it was true that enemies never get together. …

He took out the gold cup from his waist and said, "It's worth it." He paused and looked at the accountant with gleaming eyes with a smile, "I'll redeem it later, understand?"

He was obviously a gentle and elegant young man in white, but to put it bluntly, he was a cripple who could not move. But when he met those eyes, the accountant immediately became excited and hurriedly responded, "Understand, understand!"

Ouyang Feng frowned slightly, but did not stop him.

Jiang Chen nodded, "New clothes and hot water for two portions."

"You..." Ouyang Feng originally wanted to ask him if he could go through the change alone, but he was afraid of hurting his nephew's self-esteem, so he stopped after saying one word.

Jiang Chen knew what he was thinking by looking at his face.

He smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, my legs are broken, but my heart is not broken."