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Section 63 Luanfeng

Chapter 63: Luanfeng

"Take me to see Yi Fei!" Old Master Fang stood up suddenly, looking excited.

"Grandpa, don't worry, he's going back to his room." Fang Yutong quickly supported his grandpa, "Just call him over."

"Okay." Mr. Fang nodded and said, "Go and go back quickly."

Fang Yutong rarely saw her grandfather so excited, and she was puzzled. When she walked out the door, Mr. Fang kept looking through the ancient jade in her hand, her face was gloomy and gloomy.

After a while, the door of the room rang. Old Master Fang looked up and saw Fang Yutong walking in alone, and couldn't help asking, "Where is Yifei?"

"He left, the lady at the service desk said he had checked out." Fang Yutong looked surprised, "I chased him out, but I couldn't find him." But she complained in her heart. Lin Yifei was a little strange. It was rare that grandpa had such a good impression of him. Is it okay to say hello and leave?

Mr. Fang was stunned for a moment, "Has he returned to Jiangyuan?"

Fang Yutong could only shake her head, "I don't know that the 'National Day' is not over halfway. If it's a trip, I usually don't go back so early. Grandpa doesn't need to hurry. I have his mobile phone number."

"That's good, just call him and ask where he is now!" Mr. Fang said hurriedly.

"Grandpa, why are you anxious to see him? It's because of this jade?" Fang Yutong couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I've seen a similar jade decades ago, but the phoenix and phoenix that shines under the jade light, not the dragon!" Mr. Fang's expression became excited again for some reason.

"Luanfeng? Is it also a kind of bird?" Fang Yutong had never heard his grandfather talk about such past events and asked curiously.

"Luan is also a type of phoenix. The red one is phoenix, the green one is called phoenix, the yellow one is called phoenix. The white one is called phoenix, and the purple one is called phoenix," Mr. Fang said slowly, as if he had known it.

"The green one is called Luan?" Fang Yutong glanced at the ancient jade in grandfather's hand, "The shadows hidden in this jade are also green." Of course, these are nonsense in her eyes, but since grandfather likes them, she agrees with them.

"Yes," Mr. Fang nodded and said, "It is recorded in ancient books that the dragon is four feet long, blue and black, with a red belt like brocade text. In myths and legends, it is a pair with the phoenix." When the old man looked at the jade in his hand, there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

Fang Yutong didn't pay attention and suddenly thought of something, "Grandpa, are the jade you saw decades ago and this piece together?"

Mr. Fang lowered his head, as if he was staring at the ancient jade, and seemed to be hiding something, "Yes, that person I met did say that that person once saved my life." When talking about that person, the expression on Mr. Fang's face was very strange, as if he was admiration, and as if he was missing.

"Who is that person?" Fang Yutong asked afterwards: "Do I know him?"

"You were not born a few decades ago. How could you meet me?" Mr. Fang raised his head and looked out the window, speechless for a while, "Yutong, pack your luggage, let's go to Jiangyuan now, it's today!"

"Let's go to Jiangyuan now?" Fang Yutong was surprised, "Grandpa. Didn't you say you would still have to walk around the neighborhood these days?"

"Whatever you go, you can come back here at any time," Mr. Fang shook his head, "I must figure out this matter. How could Yifei have this piece of ancient jade, otherwise I would be worried about sleeping." The old man's face flushed and he coughed twice.

Fang Yutong was a little worried about her grandfather's health and stopped insisting. She called Lin Yifei's cell phone and found that it was turned off, so she had to go out to find the waiter to book a train ticket to Jiangyuan City. Grandpa never did a plane. Although Fang Yutong knew that taking the plane was faster, she had to take the train with her grandfather.

Mr. Fang waited until Fang Yutong walked out of the room, his eyes moved to the ancient jade in his hand, and murmured to himself: "It's been fifty years, I finally found the piece of jade you mentioned, but Jun Yi, where are you?"

Fang Yutong took it for granted that Lin Yifei would take the train back to Jiangyuan. Because her grandfather never made a plane, she booked a train ticket. However, she did not expect that Lin Yifei was sitting in the airport waiting room at this moment, and her expression was as excited as Mr. Fang.

Many things in the world are often by chance. If Lin Yifei is not in a hurry to go on a trip and meets Mr. Fang again and then leaves, perhaps the future will be a completely different ending. If he does not see the oil mouse, many things may not happen in the future. However, since fate is destined to certain things, you cannot compete with it. When you suddenly turn around, you will find that despite all the ups and downs, painful setbacks, the starting point and the end point are still the same straight line!

Lin Yifei sat in the waiting room, looking motionlessly ahead, as if waiting for someone.

"Please note, passengers, please note that flight 913 will take off in ten minutes. Please take the plane quickly." The gentle urging from the ground staff came from the broadcasting station.

Lin Yifei still sat motionlessly, and the sound of the oil mouse at the bottom of the valley sounded in his ears, it was a large group of figurines!

A sudden pain in his heart, Lin Yifei's eyes were a little sad!

"Brother Lin, you've arrived early. There was traffic jam on the road. I'm so embarrassed." A thin and dry man stood beside Lin Yifei, wearing a black suit, looking well-dressed. The few hairs on his head were so striking. He held an exquisite and compact suitcase in his hand and looked at Lin Yifei with a smile on his face.

Lin Yifei smiled and said, "It's not too late, the plane has not taken off yet. Besides, even if this flight is flying, I have only time left after get off work." He seemed to be joking, and he seemed to be self-deprecating.

The saying "Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes" makes a lot of sense. The old man in front of him looks like a successful person. Who knows that he is a well-known oil mouse in the industry? However, his external identity coincides with the plan of fat man, and he is an archaeological expert!

Of course, his identity is still somewhat authentic. Although Liu Shu has never read a book in the archaeological industry, he can tell the age of antiques by just listening. This unique skill is not as good as seventy and eighty-year-old archaeological experts.

Many people asked him to make professional appraisals, but his profession was archaeology, but his interest was his. These were all learned from Lin Yifei's chat with him.

The oil mouse Liu Shu looked at Lin Yifei with a smile, "Brother Lin, let's go. Although you only have time left, I am not long. Besides, although that place will not fly away, if we don't leave, the plane will fly away soon."

Lin Yifei suddenly realized that the oil mouse was not that annoying. He smiled and nodded, stood up, and picked up his luggage. Relatively speaking, his backpack was more like a follower next to the oil mouse.

The two walked towards the boarding gate in a hurry. Lin Yifei seemed to be thinking about something. When the oil mouse saw that his face was a little gloomy, he did not dare to talk to him on his own initiative. Suddenly, a woman came towards him, graceful, and the oil mouse was old and could not help but look at it. She couldn't help but admire, this woman, just a little bit! But, she had that kind of coldness in her bones!

A scent of fragrance came over, and Lin Yifei almost sneezes. When he turned his head to pay attention to the woman, the woman had already passed by her side. What he saw was just a side face.

Lin Yifei's face suddenly changed slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but clench his fists and stopped.

Oil Mouse originally thought this was a normal reaction of young people. Mencius said, "I know how lustful he is and admires Shaoai." Lin Yifei is not a monk. It is normal to look at the beautiful girl a few times. But when he saw his face strange expression, he definitely looked lustful and admiring from time to time, he couldn't help but pull his sleeves, "Brother Lin? What's wrong?"

Lin Yifei kept staring at the woman's back. When he heard the greeting of the oil mouse, he came to his senses, "Why is it her?!"

"Who is she? Brother Lin, do you know me?" The oil mouse came with gratitude to Lin Yifei, otherwise he would not have said a word and accompanied Lin Yifei through fire and water. He refused to refuse. He just felt that Lin Yifei's expression was particularly strange at this time. He did not look like an old man, but an enemy!

"It's not her, it's not her!" Lin Yifei seemed to explain to the oil mouse, and seemed to explain to himself, "How could she be here? I must have recognized the wrong person, or just looked similar." There was a deep doubt in his tone, and a little bit of surprise!

"Big brother, let's go." When the oil mouse heard the announcer's urging sound from the radio, he couldn't help but remind Lin Yifei.

Lin Yifei just nodded and walked towards the boarding gate first. The oil mouse couldn't help but look back at the woman's eyes. He was stunned. The woman could no longer see the figure of the woman in the waiting room. The woman was walking faster. The oil mouse muttered, but did not pay attention and followed Lin Yifei toward the boarding gate.

The two got on the plane, found their seats, and sat down. Lin Yifei seemed to have forgotten what had happened just now. He fastened his seat belt as if he were oil mice, and looked at everything around him curiously.

He learned about planes from books and TV. This was the first time he got on a plane. When he thought of the planes flying like birds, Lin Yifei felt a little moved. At that time, he only knew that Lu Ban had a skill and made a bird that would not set for three days, but he did not expect that later generations would develop so rapidly, and at least he had made great progress in transportation.
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