Great Creator

Chapter 266 What is the price? (twenty two)

Song Hong couldn't understand what Huang Si was doing and what he was talking about at all. All he saw was that the man was in a daze for a while, and then said some inexplicable words.

But he could guess that, judging from the tone of his speech, the relationship between this person and his master is very likely to be extremely close!

So, from the perspective of age, could it be the master's nephew?

"You don't have to drive me away, I won't give up. Miss Xia is my master. If you know Miss Xia, you are not considered an outsider. Please introduce me..."

Song Hong's attitude towards this young man he had ignored was unprecedentedly humble.

Whether it was twenty years ago, or when he became famous as a sword master, he had never been so humbled before. But for the news of his master, he is willing to do anything.

Huang Si's gaze finally fell on Song Hong. He looked at Song Hong, then at the thin Xiaoqiu, and finally asked suspiciously: "Pedophile? Lolicon?"

"puff!"

Millet water sprayed the hot tea he just drank all over his face.

"Dad, you made a mistake!" Mi Shui yelled.

In fact, Huang Si understood what Mi Shui meant, and he had already seen this person's intentions.

Since it doesn't matter if Zhou Xia asked clearly, the situation is obvious.

What is this person thinking?

Just because you can't forget Zhou Xia, you want to find an apprentice who looks a lot like him?

Isn't this the same as that of the owner of Wang's Bookstore?

He didn't want to cooperate with Mi Shui anymore, so he found someone maliciously to continue writing the novel.

Can the sequel be the same as the original? It is simply insulting the original work, harming the readers, and killing the author!

The same goes for finding someone as a substitute.

Are you stupid? Can two different people replace each other?

This is more than an otaku changing a paper man's wife. At least nerds won't harm other people, they're just wasting toilet paper.

So, looking at it objectively, and considering the huge age difference between the two, isn't this just an ordinary perverted pedophile?

Huang Si gently blew on the tea, smelling the steaming fragrance, took a sip, it was good.

But Mishui didn't notice that Huang Si's attention had shifted to drinking tea. She continued the topic just now: "Father, this man's name is Song Hong, who was Zhou Xia's apprentice twenty years ago. back……"

Huang Sizheng was thinking about whether to call Xiaoer over to order some refreshments, when he heard Mi Shui's words, he finally reminded him of a time issue:

"What? Zhou Xia accepted her apprentice 20 years ago? I thought it was 200 years ago. How could she still accept an apprentice from the human race, who came down 20 years ago?"

Mi Shui suddenly felt embarrassed, she scratched her head, and said, "Uh, just, twenty years ago, when I encountered unsolvable troubles in the human world..."

Huang Si asked blankly: "Oh...then when did you come to the world?"

"Twenty-four years ago..."

"Oh? It's still early."

Huang Si turned on the smart watch on his wrist, "Okay, let me read Xiao Ke's diary."

Before the two of them finished speaking, Song Hong, who was listening on the sidelines, was already in a turbulent heart.

Although, Song Hong really couldn't understand the behavior of the two calling him father, how did a man in his early twenties over there have two grown children?

However, this man seems to be very familiar with Xia!

Could it be that he could really find the master?

He has searched the world for twenty years, but there is no trace, and no one knows his master. This time, it is the first time that several people know her.

However, the content of the man's words was shocking and made him feel very bad.

Even if the other party loves to ignore him, Song Hong still wants to ask clearly.

"Your Excellency, if I can really find my master, I will pay any price!" In the end, Song Hong still gritted his teeth.

"Oh, the price?" Huang Si looked at the information displayed on the watch, sliding his finger on it, and the new data kept passing by, "Yes, since any price is fine, then you immediately kneel down and call me master, and then commit suicide , you can see your master after you die."

Finale nodded, this is indeed the most convenient and quickest way. Zhou Xia is a celestial protoss, ordinary humans are neither qualified nor have the opportunity to meet her. It is still possible to become a family member and then apply to go to the heaven.

Mi Shui also whispered: "Wow, are you so lucky? You don't have to be very tired or troublesome to be a family member, and licking dogs is really everything you need to lick until the end..."

But this is not the case in Song Hong's ears.

In his opinion, that person was making excuses and insulting him maliciously.

Kneeling down and calling the master is already humiliating the face, and you have to sacrifice your life for it? Isn't this clearly telling him that there is a dead end?

Song Hong's fingers trembled, he subconsciously pressed on the hilt of the sword, and then let go.

Of these two swords, there is only one and a half left.

The broken half is still stuck on the bluestone board and has not been taken out!

chasm.

An insurmountable gap in strength!

Sixteen years ago, he overwhelmed all heroes and won the title of Sword Master. But now, he can only wag his tail and beg for mercy here like a wild dog?

"Ha ha……"

Song Hong smiled miserably.

He took one last look at Huang Si, and then he chose to turn around and go downstairs.

His steps were staggering and scattered, without the demeanor of a congenital master.

Xiao Qiu hurriedly followed behind him.

Although he was talking, Huang Si didn't waste time. He had already found clues from Xiao Ke.

"Xiao Shui, it's amazing, it's really amazing. Twenty years ago, one person offended the entire martial arts world. It's you."

Huang Si looked at Mishui and smiled.

Mi Shui's attitude was super good. He knelt down on the chair and lowered his head to the table, "Father God, I was wrong, I was really wrong, and I won't mess around like this again. You see, I don't even have a face now." Dare to reveal, be super careful."

...

Song Hong left the teahouse.

He was very dazed, for a moment, not knowing where to go.

Xiao Qiu followed closely behind him, holding the cloth bag.

Song Hong took Xiaoqiu to find an inn, opened two upper rooms, and arranged for her to stay.

"Stay in the house and don't go out. I want to go out alone to relax." Song Hong said coldly.

Xiao Qiu looked at him worriedly, and said, "Master, are you in a bad mood? Let me accompany you."

"Need not!"

Song Hong's voice raised unconsciously, making Xiaoqiu shiver in fright.

Only then did he realize that he was emotional, so he had no choice but to comfort the innocent Xiaoqiu:

"Okay, I'm fine, I just want to go for a walk alone. Wait for me at the inn."

Xiaoqiu stretched out her hand, trying to grab the corner of Master's clothes, but she retracted her hand half way out.

"Well, Master, I'll wait for you."

Song Hong left the inn, and after seeing the face that was exactly like his master, he felt a little more relaxed, and he walked aimlessly towards the street.

Walking, walking, Song Hong stopped suddenly.

Those three people referred to Xia as "Zhou Xia".

Zhou Xia...

the name...

Long-term memories are gradually emerging like a tide.

"More than two hundred years ago, in that monastery, there was a great master of martial arts..."

The old voice reappeared in his ears.

"Her name has only one word, if you add a surname..."

"So, your master..., it is very likely..."

Song Hong held his head in pain.

The speculations of the year, the history he tried his best to forget, and the terrible truth emerged in his memory bit by bit.