Chapter 470 He Is Already 110 Years Old

After a while, several people finally walked into Shajing Village.

Just as Ling Xueyan said, a large area of ​​Shajing Village is now turned into a resort.

Look at the layout of the mountains and rivers, the clear springs on the mountain flow down, and there is a large-scale lake in the center of the resort. There are boats in the lake for tourists to play. The lake and the small river on the other side are all With the scenery of willows hanging down the bank, the whole resort looks pleasant, which makes people feel quite relaxed and happy...

It is indeed a good place for leisure and vacation!

"Come on, I'll take you to my uncle's house!"

Walking on the main road in Shajing Village, Ling Xueyan turned her head and said to Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing behind her.

"it is good!"

Yin Xiu responded.

A while later, Ling Xueyan led Yin Xiu to a rather luxurious villa courtyard. Looking at the exterior of the villa, it was obvious that someone had specially designed it.

Moreover, the entire villa together with the small courtyard occupies a rather spacious area, at least one mu, close to two mu.

A lot of trees were planted in the small courtyard, covered with turf and flowerbeds, and the walking aisles were also paved with marble. Even in a village in the outskirts, such a luxurious villa courtyard is quite enviable.

Not to mention anything else, just the cost alone, this villa, together with the trees and flower beds in the small courtyard, will cost at least several million.

It can be seen that Ling Xueyan's uncle is also a rich man.

"Wait a minute, I don't know if my uncle is at home, I'll knock on the door." Ling Xueyan turned her head and said.

Then he went forward, patted the closed iron gate, and shouted inside: "Uncle, Aunt, are you at home?"

Ling Xueyan yelled several times in a row.

Not long. A voice came from inside, "It's the snow geese coming, please wait a moment, I'll go down and open the door for you..."

The sound actually came from upstairs. If you look up, you can vaguely see a person standing in front of one of the window sills on the second floor with the curtains opened and looking outside.

"Good aunt!"

Ling Xueyan also raised her head. Squinting slightly, he glanced at the man in front of the window on the second floor of the villa. Hastily responded.

After a while, I saw a woman in her forties, who seemed to be quite maintenance-conscious, came out of the villa, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

"Xueyan, come on, come in quickly..."

After the woman opened the iron gate, she hurriedly greeted Ling Xueyan.

Ling Xueyan smiled sweetly. Response: "Hey. Thank you, aunt."

After finishing speaking, she looked back at Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing who were behind her, and then said to the woman: "Auntie, these two are my friends, they have something to ask uncle."

"Oh?"

The woman raised her head and glanced at Yin Xiu and Ning Yuejing in surprise, and finally her eyes fell on Yin Xiu. Seeing Yin Xiu's handsome appearance, she couldn't help but glance at her niece Ling Xueyan in front of her. There was an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

Then he greeted very warmly: "Come on, come on. Come in together. If you have anything to do, let's sit and talk..."

Yin Xiu naturally saw that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, but he didn't say this kind of thing, so it was hard to clarify anything, which would appear hypocritical and self-righteous.

So Yin Xiu just smiled gently, and replied: "Okay, then I won't bother you."

"Don't disturb, don't disturb. Come, come in quickly!" Ling Xueyan's aunt greeted with a smile.

Yin Xiu smiled, then turned around and called out to Ning Yuejing who was beside her, "Xiao Jing, let's go."

"Ok."

Ning Yuejing responded lightly, and walked in with Yin Xiu and Ling Xueyan.

After a while, several people walked into the villa. The decoration inside was as Yin Xiu had expected, very luxurious, even a bit magnificent.

Ling Xueyan's aunt beckoned Yin Xiu and the others to sit down, poured a few cups of tea over, and then asked, "I don't know what the name of this little brother is?"

Yin Xiu took the teacup and replied politely: "My surname is Yin, and I have one name, Xiu."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Aunt Ling Xueyan asked: "By the way, just now Xueyan said that you have something to ask her uncle. I don't know what it is? Her uncle is still at the resort, not at home. What's the matter?" If so, you can tell me first..."

Yin Xiudao: "It's like this, I came to Shajing Village this time to find someone..."

"Find someone?"

Aunt Ling Xueyan was slightly startled, and immediately asked: "I don't know the name of the person you are looking for? I basically know everyone in this village."

Yin Xiu couldn't help smiling, and said slowly: "The person I want to find is Wu Zhongkun. I don't know if you have heard of this name."

"Wu Zhongkun?"

Aunt Ling Xueyan frowned and pondered for a while, then shook her head quickly and asked, "Are you sure he is from our Shajing Village? Why don't I seem to have heard of anyone with this name in the village?"

Yin Xiu replied: "He is indeed from Shajing Village. But if there is no accident, he should have passed away for many years, so it is not surprising that you have not heard of this name."

Hearing Yin Xiu's answer, Aunt Ling Xueyan was surprised and said, "How old is the person you want to find?"

"In terms of age, he should be around one hundred and ten years old. That's why I said he should have been dead for many years..."

Yin Xiu replied.

Aunt Ling Xueyan was even more surprised when she heard this, and said: "If you are already a hundred and ten years old, then you must be gone long ago. It seems that since I married here, I have never seen anyone in this village who has lived to be ninety years old. Calculated in this way, if there was such a person in the village before, it must have been dead for at least 20 or 30 years."

"Perhaps."

Yin Xiu replied, "I came this time to ask the old people in the village if anyone knows about this person. The most important thing is to find out if there are any descendants of him, and where he was buried , I want to go to worship..."

Hearing Yin Xiu's words, Aunt Ling Xueyan couldn't help but nodded slightly, and said: "I'm afraid I really have to ask the old people in the village, or check the family tree to find out."

"However, why do you suddenly want to find such a person who has been dead for at least 20 or 30 years?"

Not only Ling Xueyan's aunt was curious, but even Ling Xueyan, who was sitting by and listening, also looked at Yin Xiu curiously.

Yin Xiu had no choice but to excuse this: "It was an ancestor in my family who had a close relationship with him when he was young, but because of the war, the two sides lost contact for many years. Not long ago, when my family was packing up the things left by that ancestor I just found out that there was a suicide note, so I came here based on the information mentioned in the suicide note, hoping to find the tomb of the ancestor’s old friend so that I can pay homage.”

"If the ancestor's old friend still has descendants, it's best to be able to meet them..."

It is naturally impossible for Yin Xiu to tell them that Wu Zhongkun is his friend, and he is an old monster who has lived for more than a hundred years. So I can only use such an excuse to cover up.

After hearing Yin Xiu's explanation, neither Ling Xueyan nor her aunt had any doubts.

"So that's how it is."

Aunt Ling Xueyan nodded suddenly, and then said: "Well, her uncle Xueyan is still at the resort, I will go with you to find him later, and ask him to go to the village and ask those old people to see if there are any Know who you are talking about."

"Okay, then I'll trouble you..."

Yin Xiu hurriedly said.

"Then you guys wait here for a while, I'll come down after changing clothes." After speaking, he said to Ling Xueyan: "Xueyan, you stay here for a while, I'll come down soon..."

Aunt Ling Xueyan was wearing loose home clothes.

"Hey, okay, you can go, auntie." Ling Xueyan quickly responded when she heard the words.

After Ling Xueyan's aunt went upstairs, Ling Xueyan looked at Yin Xiu in amazement, and said: "I didn't expect the person you are looking for to be over a hundred years old, an old man who has passed away for a long time. I thought it was someone from this village I actually know a martial arts master like you!"

Yin Xiu smiled and said, "Is it surprising to know me? Don't you also know me now?"

"Uh... okay. However, anyway, I think that a martial arts master like you should be the kind of expert who comes and goes without a trace, and walks the rivers and lakes in style. There should be a big sense of distance from ordinary people."

Ling Xueyan tilted her head slightly, glanced at Yin Xiu, and said.

"Actually, it's okay. It's just that most ordinary people may not have been in contact with it, so they will feel that the distance is very far away, and it even feels a little unreal."

After a slight pause, Yin Xiu continued: "To be honest, apart from some people who have been cultivating in the mountains, there are still quite a few warriors mixed in with ordinary people in the market."

"For example, the Wu Zhongkun I mentioned just now, in fact, he was a martial artist back then. If he still has descendants, there must be more or less some kung fu passed down in his family..."

Ling Xueyan was greatly surprised when he heard the words, "Really? It turns out that there are hidden martial arts masters in my uncle's village! I just don't know whose ancestor Wu Zhongkun you mentioned is."

Yin Xiu shook his head, and said: "Please ask your uncle to ask, it's best if you can check the genealogy. I also hope that there are still descendants of him."

This is Yin Xiu's sincere words.

Back then, his friendship with Wu Zhongkun was not shallow. If he still has descendants left behind, Yin Xiu will also be happy. Not to mention anything else, just because of the friendship with Wu Zhongkun back then, it's okay to take care of his descendants more or less.

It's just that Yin Xiu was worried that Wu Zhongkun had no descendants left behind, or that he had left the village long ago, and went nowhere. After all, the war and turmoil decades ago not only killed many people, but also caused many people to migrate to other places.

After chatting with Ling Xueyan in the living room for about ten minutes, Ling Xueyan's aunt finally changed her clothes and came downstairs.

"Okay, let's go."

Aunt Ling Xueyan came downstairs and saw Yin Xiu and Ling Xueyan chatting, so she greeted them. (to be continued ~^~)