Chapter 160 Zhao Delu
Only Chen Chunan and Zhao Dongshan were left in the hall.
Chen Chunan suddenly regretted coming to Huatian City. After coming here, he encountered unlucky things one after another.
First, he was buried under the ground by the Kun beast, then Wang Po played a scoundrel, and was inexplicably criticized by a little kid, but now he is called a scoundrel like a scoundrel.
Chen Chunan felt that he was incomprehensible and could not clean it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
What is this called?
In the quiet hall, Zhao Dongshan suddenly spoke: "Can Brother Chen beg him to be despised and moved?"
Zhao Dongshan's voice was a little deep, which made Chen Chunan feel strange.
“Where to go?”
"Brother Chen, come with me."
Zhao Dongshan became heavier in an instant and began to step outside the hall.
"Senior Lu is not his surname, his full name is Zhao Delu." Chen Chunan suddenly felt stunned when he heard Zhao Dongshan's words.
The ancestor of the Zhao family, who was famous in the Tang Dynasty, developed the "Iron Palm Floating on the Water", was also called Zhao Delu, and the restaurant of the Zhao family was called Delu Restaurant.
"Senior Lu is the ancestor of my Zhao family, and I am his eighteenth generation descendant."
Chen Chunan finally knew why Zhao Dongshan suddenly became heavier. In order to save Chen Chunan and Li Chenyu who were deeply trapped in the ground, the senior Lu exhausted his energy and almost reached the end of his life.
Chen Chunan had long wanted to thank this senior in person, and he wanted to know more about why this senior Lu was so generous and paid the price of his life to save himself and Li Chenyu.
There is a backyard behind the two-story building, separated by an iron gate. Following Zhao Dongshan's footsteps and stepping through the iron gate into the backyard, Chen Chunan has another feeling of traveling through history.
The decoration and layout of the front yard are full of modernity, but the back yard is very old.
There are only a few tiled houses full of vicissitudes. There is also a stone mill in the courtyard that has been gone through for many years. It seems that it has been abandoned for a long time, leaving traces on it, as if telling the ancient history of this courtyard to people.
An ancient aura rushed towards Chen Chunan, and his figure became heavier. He prayed in his heart, hoping that this senior Lu would not have any accidents.
Chen Chunan was a little frightened and followed Zhao Dongshan's figure all the way to the door of a tile house.
"Brother Chen, please."
Zhao Dongshan made a gesture of inviting Chen Chunan, but he did not take any steps.
Just as Zhao Dongshan reached out his hand, the door under the tile house automatically opened.
Chen Chunan glanced inside, and he felt that the room was empty, as if there was no one living for a long time, and he was not angry at all.
An indescribable atmosphere of depression was condensed in the air, which made Chen Chunan's mood deeper. He was a little nervous because he was worried that what he saw was not a living person, but a corpse that had long lost its breath of life.
Zhao Dongshan showed no sign of stepping into the house. Chen Chunan couldn't help asking him: "Brother Zhao won't go in with me?"
Zhao Dongshan shook his head and said, "The ancestors have an explanation, he wants to meet you alone."
The atmosphere in this room was too depressing. Chen Chunan was hesitating. This ancient courtyard did not look like it was inhabited. This simple tile house was so vicissitudes. The door frame and the wooden wall panels on all sides left traces of time.
"Dongshan, is that little brother who knows how to speak the beast from Kun is here?" An old man's voice came from the room. The voice was very powerful and full of vitality.
Almost in an instant, the whole room was filled with infinite vitality, like a dead object suddenly possessing life.
Chen Chunan finally began to step into the house.
After walking through the main hall and entering the bedroom, an old man with wrinkles on his face and loose skin appeared in Chen Chunan's eyes.
The old man was lying on the bed. His figure seemed to be dead, but his face was slightly rosy. His eyes that had seen all kinds of things in the world were staring at Chen Chunan.
The old man's body was decayed, his body was full of vicissitudes, and his face was haggard. It was obvious that his life had come to an end, but there was a kind of vitality and vitality on his body, making the whole room full of this vigorous vitality.
Seeing the old man's appearance, Chen Chunan's expression suddenly became heavier again.
The old man's body became more haggard and aging than when he was in Tianhua Mountain. He seemed to have lost the strength to sit up from the bed, but his eyes
But he is very sharp, as if he can see through everything.
"Senior..." Chen Chunan couldn't help but feel moved. He had thousands of words in his heart, but he could only choke in his throat and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Little brother, if I guess correctly, you should be the son of fate, a person outside the world, Chen Chunan."
Chen Chunan clenched his fists when the old man said it. He didn't speak, but just looked at the old man's decayed body quietly, and the muscles on both sides of the corners of his mouth couldn't help but jump.
"If you don't speak, I will just treat you as accusation." The old man suddenly sat up, his figure was light and seemed to have no weight.
"You don't have to blame yourself. I have already reached the end of my life. Even if I don't save you, I can only survive for three more months."
The old man paused for a moment and then said, "It's good that I don't have to wait for those three months anymore. The old saying goes, die early and get over the birth soon."
"Senior..." Chen Chunan's cheeks were a little rosy, and the heat caused by the dragon snake flesh had not disappeared, but he was surprisingly calm at this moment, as if a refreshing and cold breath was pouring into his body.
There was a faint fragrance in the air, which smelled refreshing and refreshing. It was this fragrance that made the whole room full of vitality. Chen Chunan looked around and found it all over, and he was sure that the fragrance came from the old man.
The old man suddenly looked radiant, and his wrinkled body became even more angry, like the legendary return.
"Don't feel sad for me. A person's life will eventually pass away, but it's just a matter of time. My life is over, which is an unchangeable fact." The old man's voice was sonorous and powerful, but it was a bit ethereal. However, every word he fell into Chen Chunan's ears, which made Chen Chunan feel heavy.
"You are a person outside the world and a son of fate. I have a heartless request." The old face suddenly became respectful. He said solemnly: "Zhao Dongshan is the most outstanding among my descendants. I just hope that the little brother can see my thin face and take care of him in the future. I will be grateful."
"Senior, you are so serious, I..." Chen Chunan's voice stopped abruptly.
Chapter completed!