"This should be the sound that a young girl should have, hehehehe..." His ears moved slightly, and Zhuo Fan laughed unconsciously and joked.
When the bird saw it, she asked, "Then, Dad, do you want to see me?"
"Secular people, what can be seen? Isn't it like this for a hundred years?"
The corners of his mouth crossed an indifferent arc. Zhuo Fan slowly shook his head and sighed, "Let's get rid of the matter. I just want to be quiet in this sword hut and understand the essence of the four kinds of kendo by the way."
With that, Zhuo Fan slowly leaned on the back chair, showing a comfortable look.
Looking at him deeply, the bird looked puzzled: "Father, since you want to be quiet, can't we change the place? The name of your blind swordsman has been spread for decades. It's hard to be quiet for a few years, and there is no fear of death. Maybe there will be such a fool in a few years. It's annoying.
"Ha ha, then continue to kill. I occupied this place first. Why do you want me to hide from them?" With disdainful curling, Zhuo Fan said quietly, "Sparrow, let them leave. If they don't leave, just erase them!"
With a slight nod, the bird looked outside and shouted loudly, "My father doesn't want to meet guests. Get out!"
"Hey, this old guy is really the same as those villagers said. He is very big. He doesn't even know who we are, and he dares to coax people? Humph, if we sign up for the name, we will scare him to death, hahaha..."
Hearing this, a teenager's shouts immediately sounded outside the door, which was rude. But as soon as he finished speaking, another cold voice also came out: "Sister Sifan, why don't you catch the old guy for my brother and let him kowtow to confess his guilt?"
"Hmm, it's really a fool!"
Listening to these two noises, the bird couldn't help laughing, curled her lips disdainfully, looked at Zhuo Fan and said, "Father, we have seen many people like this in the past few decades. The son of a man is looking for his own way to die. Forget it, they don't have to do it first. I'll go to them now!"
Without saying a word, Zhuo Fan lay quietly on the bamboo chair, calm and peaceful, which was equivalent to acquiescence.
Without saying a word, the bird immediately stepped on and rushed out with a murderous spirit to let these ignorant little ghosts know who is the real person with status and who is the one who really can't be provoked.
However, before she could go out, the crisp female voice sounded again, and there was a faint anger in her voice: "Shut up, how can you do this? Our Luo family is a benevolent and righteous family, and Luomeng is also an example of benevolence and righteousness in Xizhou. How can we do such a bullying thing? If my father finds out about this, I will beat you to death!"
Squeak!
The body lying slowly stiffened, and Zhuo Fan's eyebrows trembled slightly.
Understanding his intentions, the bird suddenly stopped, and the tremendous murderous gas was retracted into the body again, looking at him in the blink of an eye, waiting for his instructions.
"Sister Sifan, don't be angry. Aren't we also helping you? You have run here dozens of times. Every time you come here in good faith, you come back in a bad way, and every time you meet this old guy when he is away. It's hard to meet him this time, but he still has a stubborn temper. He even spels away from the guests without even seeing him. It's not a thing!"
"Yes, Sister Sifan, we also feel sorry for your tiredness and want to achieve your wish immediately!" At this time, the two male voices sounded outside the door.
Zhuo Fan listened in the room with a solemn face: "The little ghost of the Luo family, I didn't expect to find this place. This is fate, hehe..."
"No matter what, don't do to others what you don't want to do. Whether they want to see us or not is their business. We must not force it. What's the difference between a robber!"
After reprimanding the two men fiercely, the little girl's pleaded again: "Senior blind swordsman, little girl Luo Sifan, sincerely ask you to meet me. For the sake of the little girl's dozens of unsuccessful visits, please see the junior. The junior is really full of sincerity!"
Standing quietly at the door, the bird looked at Zhuo Fan and waited for his meaning.
After a little thought, Zhuo Fan smiled slightly and waved his hand and said, "Let them come in. I also want to see what the juniors of the Luo family will look like in a hundred years."
"Come in!"
Nodding slightly, the bird waved her hand, immediately waved open the bamboo door, and then stood quietly behind Zhuo Fan. After a cheerful cheer broke out outside the door, three figures rushed in and walked in here.
The first person to come in was a slightly fat man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with an unruly face. He looked around and saw that the small house was so shabby, and he couldn't help showing contempt.
The second one who came in was a thin man, with a long sword in his hand, inlaid with gold and forged jade, which was extremely expensive at first glance. Originally, there was still a little anger and contempt in his eyes, but as soon as he saw the long sword hanging all over the room, his eyes suddenly shrank and showed a look of surprise. When he looked at Zhuo Fan, who was still sitting on the bamboo chair, his eyes finally showed deep respect and bowed.
As for the third one who came in, it was the little girl. Her face was like a peach blossom, innocent and cute, and even a little cute. As soon as she saw Zhuo Fan's face, she hurriedly bowed down and stammered, "Former... senior..."
"Well, I heard your shouting outside just now, and you can still speak some human language!" The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and Zhuo Fan nodded at the little girl and laughed softly.
Hearing this, the fat man was furious and was about to come forward and take action: "What did you say, old man?"
But not longer he was stopped by the thin man next to him. The little girl also glared at him and scolded angrily, "Shut up, or I'll tell your father to go!"
The fat head shrank slightly, and the fat man finally didn't dare to move anymore. He just stared at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of hatred.
Idiot, if it hadn't been for my father's friendship with your elders, you would have died 180 times with your attitude!
Looking deeply at the fat man, the bird curled his lips disdainfully. Zhuo Fan doesn't mind. Let's find out their background first. If you don't have such a big friendship, hum...
"Little girl, I just heard from you that you are the Luomeng... the Luomeng of the Jiuzong of Xizhou?"
"Of course, otherwise there are so many Luomeng in Xizhou?"
Staring at him arrogantly, the fat man said with a contemptuous face, "How about it, old man, are you scared? We, Luomeng, are the head of the nine sects of Xizhou. Even the Shuanglongyuan gave us three points. How dare you not give us face? If you don't see us, it's like dying... Ah..."
But before he finished his words, he couldn't help shouting. He looked at him and saw that the little girl glared at him fiercely, stepped on one of his feet, and gritted her teeth: "Shut up, take my words as a wind, don't you?"
"Senior, please don't be angry. The junior Luo Sifan, Luo Yunhai, the leader of the Luomeng League, is my father. These two are my brothers. If there is anything to offend, please forgive me!"
Then, the girl hurriedly clenched her fist and bowed to make amends.
His face was stunned. Zhuo Fan took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, and fell into a daze.
Luo Sifan... Sifan, do you miss me?
"By the way, you are Miss Luo Meng. Who are these two idiots?"
"Who do you think is stupid, old man?" The two of them were not convinced and roared together.
With a calm face, Zhuo Fan said quietly, "I said you two are fools. How about hitting me?"
"You..." He couldn't help but stagnant, and the second person was furious. He just saw Luo Sifan's presence and couldn't do it, so he shouted, "Why don't we look like fools?"
"Then how can I look like an old man?"
"Others say that you are an old man!"
"Then others say that you two are fools!"
"Who is it?"
"Yes, who is it?"
"Villagers!"
"Sparrow!"
The two little ghosts and Zhuo Fan argued with each other. The two of them took the villagers as evidence. Zhuo Fan pointed to the sparrow next to him and hit back perfectly. If you say that you are what you are, then the sparrow is also someone else. If you say that you are stupid, you are stupid.
Poof!
The two boys gritted their teeth in anger and blushed. They asked their own family to support it. Is it right? Luo Sifan couldn't help laughing, covered his mouth, looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, full of joy, coughed softly, and then stopped laughing and said, "Former... senior, don't see them. It's the first time I've seen someone fighting with a young man like this!"
"It's also the first time I've seen such a young man who doesn't know etiquette!"
With a cold smile, Zhuo Fan couldn't help shouting, "Speak, which famous family are you? The head of the Luo family is also your father!"
"Not yet!"
Huh?
The two of them said it together. From time to time, they glanced at Luo Sifan beside them. They looked at her with shame and glared at them fiercely. Zhuo Fan was stunned and asked, "What do you mean by Shang? Yes, that's right, no, no, no... Oh, so it is, I'm sorry, my eyes are inconvenient and I can't see clearly. So that's the case!"
But soon, Zhuo Fan realized everything and coughed dryly, "The so-called door is the household. Who do you think you are? Do you have this qualification?"
"Hmm, do you have this qualification? Old man, you are really blind. If you knew who my father was, you wouldn't ask like that!"
With a proud face, the fat man roared, "To tell you the truth, my surname is Long, Longjianshan, my father is the elder of Luomeng, Long Xingyun, and my grandfather is one of the seven founding elders of Luomeng..."
"Long Yifei?"
However, untoo his words, Zhuo Fan had already said, "So... are you the same as Tianyu Qianlong Pavilion?"
However, for Zhuo Fan's statement, the fat man was stunned: "What kind of hidden dragon pavilion? What nonsense are you talking about? There is no hidden dragon pavilion in the world. I have already said that we are the elders of Luomeng..."
"Longjian Mountain, I heard from my father that your Long family was Qianlong Pavilion before joining the Luo League!" At this time, Luo Sifan couldn't help but make a sound and told him.
He couldn't help being slightly stunned. Long Jianshan looked confused: "Rea? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"Now that Luomeng is so famous, is the former little reputation still worth mentioning? Ha ha ha..." He shook his head with a smile, and Zhuo Fan didn't say yes or no.
However, the eyes of the three people looking at Zhuo Fan were even more strange. Who the hell was he? What happened a hundred years ago, they didn't know about it. He was actually clear about it. And even the background of each family is clear. What's going on?
For a moment, the three of them looked at Zhuo Fan's eyes, and they were even more confused...