In the side hall next to the Qintian Palace, He Xian and Yun Qian sat face to face and talked.

After a while, after chatting about the matter, Yun Qian suddenly asked, "I heard that Uncle Zhao's newly acquired disciple is still living in your peach blossom forest?"

He Xian smiled and nodded: "Yes." ”

"The spirit sword that came out of Mirror Lake before was also taken away by him?" Yun Qian looked at He Xian, and there was a faint light in his indifferent eyes.

He Xian still smiled and nodded.

Yun Qian's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately smiled slightly, and said, "This Shen Muzhi is not shallow. ”

"He's kind of bittersweet. He Xian said, and said: "Oh, by the way, the Songzhi in the Danfang is running out, I asked him to follow Xia Ping to dig Songzhi, just patronized to tell you about business, I forgot to tell you." ”

"Dig Songzhi?" Yun Qian's eyes deepened.

He Xian replied with a smile: "Isn't it going to sea in the second half of the year?" Danfang has recently been preparing for the pills to be distributed at that time, and the Songzhi stored before is missing, but there is not much, I think there is here, so let him follow Xia Ping to dig a little, so as to save people to purchase it, otherwise it will be delayed a lot of time this time and again." ”

Yun Qian glanced at him and said lightly: "It's the same." Okay, then if nothing else, I won't accompany you. So saying, he stood up.

He Xian also stood up and said with a smile: "Senior brother is busy." ”

Yun Qian nodded at him, then turned around and went out to the back.

He Xian looked at his back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The bait has been dropped, and the next thing is waiting for the fish to take the bait.

After turning around and leaving the main hall, He Xian didn't go anywhere, and went straight to Xia Ping's residence in the pine forest to wait for Shen Muzhi and the others.

That Grandpa Qin had come back at some point, lying in the recliner at the door, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.

He Xian's arrival failed to make him open his eyes.

He Xian stepped forward, bowed to him, saluted, and shouted Grandpa Qin.

The old man on the recliner had his eyelids trembling slightly, as if he had opened a slit, glanced at He Xian, and then closed it again.

He Xian didn't care, he found a wooden pier to sit on the side and sat down, and then patiently waited for Shen Muzhi and Xia Ping to come back.

Time passes slowly, and the occasional cool breeze passes through the sunny pine forest, which is the smell of spring.

I don't know how long it took, the old man on the recliner suddenly opened his eyes, and after glancing at He Xian with cloudy eyes, his lips moved slightly, and a hoarse voice sounded: "How many years has your master been gone?"

He Xian was stunned for a moment, then replied calmly: "It's been six years." ”

"It's been six years...... the old man sighed with emotion at the end, and then there was no movement again. A moment later, there was already a faint snoring.

He Xian glanced at him and smiled slightly.

At this time, Shen Muzhi and Xia Ping were on their way to the second place.

The second place, in Xia Ping's words, is not very far. However, the two still walked for about a stick of incense.

It's still a pine forest, but with a creek and a low cliff.

The low cliffs are flanked by shrubs and entangled vines. Faintly, you can hear the sound of tinkling water, coming from under the low cliff. The creek meanders out from under the low cliff, and the rocks in it are smooth and beautiful, and there are hidden fish and shrimp playing in it.

Xia Ping has been walking for a long time, and he is a little sweaty, and when he arrives here, he is ready to take off the back basket and go to wash his face with a handful of stream water.

As soon as he greeted Shen Muzhi, he suddenly heard movement from the low cliff. When I looked up, I saw a man in white standing on it, with the light on his back, but it was difficult to see his face.

Shen Muzhi and Xia Ping were both shocked.

Before he could come back to his senses, the man on the low cliff had already opened his mouth and asked, "Who is it!"

Xia Ping has always been timid, and when he was reprimanded by this person, he suddenly panicked, and hurriedly replied: "I am Xia Ping, and I came here to pick pine mushrooms." ”

"Xia Ping?" After repeating himself, the man on the low cliff was silent for a moment, as if he was trying to figure out who this Xia Ping was, and soon, he asked again: "Whose disciple are you?"

Xia Ping lowered his head and replied timidly, "I don't have a master yet." ”

"No Master, then you are not a disciple of our Great Sword Sect?" As soon as the suspicious voice of the man on the low cliff fell, the figure leaped from the low cliff, jumped down, and landed lightly in front of the two. After his gaze swept over Xia Ping, he fell on Shen Muzhi, who had not spoken next to him, and after a brief look, he asked, "What is your name?"

Although Shen Muzhi remembered that He Xian had told him to let Xia Ping handle everything, since he was asked, this minimum politeness should still be there. So, he bowed and said, "Senior Brother Hui, my name is Shen Muzhi." ”

"Shen Muzhi?" As soon as the man in white heard this name, his face suddenly changed, his brows suddenly furrowed, and then he looked at Shen Muzhi's gaze, and suddenly felt a little unkind: "You are the new disciple of the Zhengyang Peak Peak Lord?"

Shen Muzhi nodded: "Yes." ”

When the man in white heard this, he immediately snorted: "Since you are a disciple of Zhengyang Peak, what are you doing in the back mountain of our Sword Head Peak?

Xia Ping didn't know where he got the courage, so he suddenly took over and retorted: "This senior brother, we are here to pick Songzhi. ”

"Picking Songzhi, who asked you to pick it? This is something on the Sword Head Peak, how can you pick it if you want to?"

Xia Ping was even more panicked, lowered his head, and hesitated for a while before finally saying a complete sentence: "Senior Brother He Xian asked me to pick Songzhi." ”

"He Xian?" The other party was slightly stunned, then his expression eased slightly, and asked, "Is it Senior Brother He Xian of Qingliang Peak?"

"Hmm. Xia Ping responded.

Seeing this, the man in white looked at him, turned his head to look at Shen Muzhi again, hesitated for a moment, and said, "That's it, I know where Songzhi is, I'll take you to dig it, and leave quickly after digging." This place is not something that can be easily accessed, you know?"

Xia Ping nodded hurriedly.

So the man in white led the two to another place, which was not very far.

That place is indeed as he said, there is a pine mushroom. After Xia Ping dug some with his hands and feet, he was urged to leave by the man in white.

Shen Muzhi couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw it.

I haven't found the slightest trace of this Lin girl's traces.

In a hurry, he forgot Brother He Xian's advice and said, "However, these Songzhi are not enough. ”

When the man in white heard this, he frowned, looked at the Songzhi in Xia Ping's back basket, and then looked at him coldly: "It's enough or not, if you don't want to leave, it's okay, then don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Shen Muzhi wanted to fight again, but Xia Ping pulled his sleeves and persuaded in a low voice: "Brother Muzhi, this Songzhi is almost enough, let's go back." ”

The man in white was next to him, how could he not hear this, so he snorted immediately.

Shen Muzhi couldn't help but be helpless, so he had to put away the little thought in his heart and leave with Xia Ping.

The man in white didn't follow, and after walking a little farther, Shen Muzhi's mind became active again, ready to instigate Xia Ping to go to other places and go around.

But Xia Ping said that he would not say anything.

Shen Muzhi was helpless, so he pondered whether to act alone.

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a voice behind him, Shen Muyi turned his head, and saw a white-clothed figure not far away. At the moment, I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart.

It seems that this will not work alone.

Shen Muzhi, who was depressed, and Xia Ping, who was already on his mind, had no intention of speaking at this time, and they each walked back in silence.

Back at Xia Ping's residence, Shen Muzhi saw He Xian, and suddenly felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Xiaoping, thank you for your hard work. He Xian stepped forward, and after seeing the Songzhi in the back basket, he said to Xia Ping with a smile.

"It's not hard. After Xia Ping replied in a low voice, he silently went to get the small basket, took out all the pinezhi in the back basket, put it in the basket, and handed it to He Xian.

Shen Muzhi wanted to tell him what had happened, but after seeing Grandpa Qin on the chair, he immediately swallowed his words back.

After He Xian put away Songzhi, he left there with Shen Muzhi.

The two went straight back to the Qingliang Peak Peach Blossom Forest. As soon as he arrived in the forest, Shen Muzhi was ready to talk to He Xian about what had happened, but he was very weak and a little self-blaming for not completing He Xian's entrustment.

But at the beginning of the words, He Xian interrupted him and said, "Did you meet anyone on the way?"

Shen Muzhi nodded: "Well, I did." ”

"Where did you meet?" He Xian asked again.

Shen Muzhi recalled the surrounding scene at that time, and described the low cliff and the stream to him, He Xian laughed after hearing it, and said, "There is indeed a place where you can hide people." It seems that there should be no danger there. ”

Shen Muzhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, looking at He Xian, not knowing why: "But I didn't see anything suspicious there." Brother He Xian, how are you sure that this is there?"

He Xian smiled and said, "I'll explain this to you later." With that, he turned around and went to the second floor to look for Zhao He.

Shen Muzhi had no choice but to resist his curiosity and wait for He Xian's turn back to explain.

He Xian and Zhao He didn't know what to say in the room, and in a moment, both of them left the Peach Blossom Forest.