Fish swimming around the world

The old man said: "The response is very fast."

Jiang Fan smiled to himself: "It's really you..."

He looked around: "Where is Shanzhu Zhang? Let her come out."

The old man said slowly: "This matter has nothing to do with her."

"It has nothing to do with her?" Jiang Fan said calmly: "You have been using various means to make me relax my vigilance, and then you got me drunk. Now you say it has nothing to do with her? The dignified master of Shushan Mountain, the dignified old man of Canngling, there is no need to be so secretive cover.”

The old man's face was calm: "I said that it had nothing to do with her. It was the old man who sent people to kidnap the prince."

Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing: "I came to Shushan to act in secret. How did you know? Why did you hold me hostage?"

"This is an old thing."

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Why don't you let me answer it for you? You know, it was because she informed you that you kidnapped me because of...the ancient writing!"

The old man remained silent.

Jiang Fan continued: "This ancient text comes from the calligraphy masters of Southern Chu. The only ones who can be called masters are the Mountain Master and Your Excellency. Since this thing is not hers... then it must have been your Excellency's originally."

The old man spoke slowly: "This is the reason why I invited the prince. Why is the old man's things in the hands of the prince?"

Jiang Fan did not answer, but said with great interest: "It's just that I never expected that Shushan and Canngling are connected by the same spirit, which is interesting."

At this time, a lazy voice came: "Come on, there's no need to hide it. This kid is famous for being a monkey. You can't hide it from him."

The master of Shushan Mountain, a book fanatic, was wearing white clothes, barefoot and yawning as he walked closer.

Jiang Fan smiled: "That's right. This is the situation. It's unnecessary. What is the relationship between the two of you?"

Zhang Kuang held his chin, put one foot on the chair and looked at him: "What do you think?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "I don't know. Shushan and Canngling are thousands of miles apart, and there has never been any communication between them. It's hard to guess."

Arrogantly held his chin with his finger and tapped his cheek: "Oh? I thought you knew everything."

Jiang Fan sighed: "No one knows everything. Just like I don't know why the mountain master helped the old man Can Ling to take down this king."

Zhang Kuang seemed a little disappointed: "I thought you had a very good brain, and I seem to have overestimated you. But it's no wonder, Shushan and Canngling really don't seem to have any contact, so it's not surprising that I can't guess."

Jiang Fan suddenly looked at her: "If you insist on me guessing, I can give it a try."

He said arrogantly: "I don't believe you know."

Jiang Fan thought for a while: "There is something strange. Shushan and Canling are both famous calligraphy mountains in Chu State, but Canngling became famous much later than Shushan..."

"What's so strange about this?" Zhang Kuang raised the corner of his mouth: "There is a sequence of fame."

"But the problem is that the old man in Canling is much older than the mountain master."

"What does this mean?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes: "It's just a guess. What if Canngling originated from Shushan?"

Zhang Kuang's eyes were a little surprised: "Ouch? Boy, what you are thinking is quite bizarre!"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "It's just a guess. How about I tell you a story from a long time ago and see if there is any inspiration?"

Zhang Kuang put his foot down and laughed: "Okay, I have a lot of time anyway, please."

"Why don't you give me a drink first? You drank too much yesterday." Jiang Fan raised his hands and rubbed his temples.

"There are still some etiquette for hospitality in Shushan."

Zhang Kuang actually brought him a teapot himself.

Jiang Fan smiled, it seemed he had to drink mouth to mouth.

After taking a few sips, Jiang Fan seemed to feel a lot more comfortable and coughed slightly: "Then, let's tell a story... Where do I start... Well, let's see, once upon a time, about fifty years ago, an unprecedented chaos swept through Five countries. The war spread to all directions, and even the barbarians in northern Xinjiang took advantage of it and launched a massive offensive against the Chinese.

The protracted war has affected almost all aspects, including major holy places, martial arts sects, and famous mountains and rivers.

There is a place in the Chu State called Shushan, where many precious classics were lost during the war. Later generations regretted it endlessly. After learning from the pain afterwards, in order to avoid such a disaster from happening again, Shushan quietly branched off. Thousands of miles away, deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, a famous calligraphy mountain named Canngling quietly rose.

However, although the world knows the name of the old man Canngling, he rarely sees him. This old man lives in seclusion and seldom comes out except for rare books.

And Canngling also seems to have no contact with Shushan. Probably because Shushan did this on purpose, which is what the so-called cunning rabbit's three caves mean.

But who knows, Canngling was originally a mountain of books, and Old Man Canling——"

He turned his eyes to the old man: "It's the legendary great man who is hidden in Shushan, or -"

He looked at Zhang Kuang again: "In other words, your grandfather, Zhang Tianshi's father."

Zhang Kuang stared at him with surprise.

Jiang Fan played with the teapot in his hand and smiled slightly: "Of course, our story has just begun. Then one day, someone came to Shushan with a rubbing of a certain book to ask for advice. The master of Shushan could tell at a glance that it was a lost copy of the sect. precious classics.

The mountain owner didn't know where the other person got it from, so in order to find the original, he put on a show and got close to the person. After changing hands, the man was knocked unconscious and handed over to Can Ling, who stepped in to investigate the whereabouts of the classics.

In this way, if something happens, it has nothing to do with Shushan, and few people have seen the old man Canngling, and those people probably wouldn't expect him to be like this. It's like having double insurance.

Unexpectedly, the man guessed it, so he had no choice but to stand up, but he was still not sure that the man could really guess the reason, so the man told a story, saying that in the past, about fifty years ago... Mountain Master..."

He drank the last few sips of tea with a smile and put the teapot on the table beside him: "Mountain Master, how is this story told by the king?"

Zhang Kuang looked at him blankly: "You remind me of an old story, saying that there was a mountain in the past, and there was a temple on the mountain..."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh: "Mountain Master is humorous."

Zhang Kuang spread his hands and turned his head to look at the old man: "I said, if what the kid said in the letter is true, this kid is very difficult to deal with, and you can't hide it from him, it's better to do it openly. This is good, and you offend people. "

Jiang Fan interrupted: "But this matter is strange, there is something in the story that doesn't make sense, you can ask directly, after all, the son of the mountain master and I are good friends, there is no need to do this, why? Are they afraid that I won't hand it over, so they just knock me out, search me and rob me? That's unrealistic."

"Oh? Then how does the prince's story justify this matter?"

Zhang Kuang asked with interest.

Jiang Fan shook his head: "It's hard to say, but one thing is certain, there is a purpose for controlling me. But Shushan and I have no grudges in the past or today, why?"

Zhang Kuang became more and more curious: "Yes, why? How about you guess again? I find that you are really good at guessing riddles."