As the night deepened, Fan Wujiang listened to the rise without a trace of sleep, but Teng Taishan had already yawned.

"Grandpa, it's late, let's rest. ”

It's very novel, and there are still many questions, but Fan Wujiang can't bear to drag the old man who is nearly seventy years old anymore.

Anyway, it has been decided to stay, and there will be time in the future. Take your time and don't rush.

Teng Taishan propped his hands on his knees and stood up, and Fan Wujiang immediately went up to support him.

"It's useless when you're old. Teng Taishan smiled self-deprecatingly, "Let's go, grandpa will take you to see." ”

Push the door into the house, go upstairs, and come to the top three floors.

Teng Taishan opened the door of a room near the staircase and near the backyard: "I made it temporarily this morning, since I plan to stay for a long time in the future, I will go back and pick it up." Tomorrow, the two of us will go out and buy some customary decorations. ”

The room is indeed small, with the same beige wallpaper on all four walls as downstairs. Single bed, a small desk, a chair.

Neat and clean, it's nice to look at.

"Trouble grandpa. ”

"Xiao Jiang, don't be so polite to grandpa in the future. It's all a family, and it's not good to have a share. ”

"Bh. Got it, grandpa. ”

Teng Taishan led Fan Wujiang to familiarize himself with the layout of the third floor, the bathroom, the bathroom, and the three storage rooms full of tomes of old books.

After washing up, Fan Wujiang returned to the small room, and obviously felt that the temperature here was much lower than in the backyard.

He lay on the small bed, and the smell of the sun was blowing in his face. Not only did the whole person warm, but his heart also warmed.

"Grandpa, thank you!"

After turning off the lights, Fan Wujiang, who was still full of novelty and energy, was sleepy for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dark night, no one heard, and there was a faint whisper in the small room on the third floor.

"Dad, Mom......"

In the backyard, beside the mirror lake reflecting a bright moon, Teng Taishan stood with his hands behind his back.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and after looking into the distance for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

……

In the dark night, the sky of Kyoto is full of snow.

A figure passed between black and white.

In Haiding District, a community called Xingfuli, in an ordinary house on the seventeenth floor of a high-rise building, blood and light protruded.

In the dim light, a figure fell to the ground silently.

On the snow-white wall, a strange figure is projected.

I don't know if it's because of the angle at which the light is refracted, or if the killer himself is very tall.

Its figure was nearly ceiling-high, its back was high and bulging, its legs were bent, and it had a pair of hands that looked like wolf claws, and the fingertips were like blades, sharp and sharp.

An invisible cloud of smoke rose suddenly, and the strange and tall figure vanished.

At this time, you can see the terrible blood stains on the snow-white walls......

………

Three days later, thirty miles outside the city of Shanzhou in the South China Sea, there was an unnamed island.

"Boss, do you really want to do this?"

Yeming, a slender technical string with a chicken nest head, cowered and ducked behind the tall Ozaki. Blinked, looking pitiful.

"Is roast duck delicious?"

Sui Xing was lying in a hammock under the coconut tree, kicking the trunk with long legs, biting a popsicle, and didn't look at the guy who was trying his best to sell cuteness.

"Well... Delicious. The boss buys everything delicious. ”

"Well, it's delicious. Now that you've eaten well, it's time to exercise. You have a small body, you don't dare to go out if you don't tie yourself to the coconut tree on typhoon days. ”

"Report to the boss, I can leave it unnecessary. ”

"Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time, fast forward to the debris space. Ozaki, staring. Sui Xing waved his hand impatiently.

Ozaki, a tall man who looked like a Mongolian man, lifted Yeming like a little chicken and stepped forward.

In front of the two of them, a translucent door stood upright. As Ozaki stepped into it, the figures of the two faded away.

"Ah, don't, don't, no..."

On the beach, the screams of the night reverberate.

"Boss, is it okay for Xiaotang to go and have fun?"

Mu Xiaotang, the little Lori with a double ponytail, stood low in the hammock and shouted at Sui Xing.

"You went, you killed those crawlers, what did your brother Yeming use to practice witchcraft spells? Don't make trouble. ”

"Oh", Mu Xiaotang replied in disappointment and pursed his mouth.

"Tomorrow, when your mad brother comes back, I will give you a breakthrough in the primary first-grade water element mixture. He's not here, and I'm not at ease. Sui Xing bit on the popsicle stick and glanced at the message on his phone.

"Really?" Mu Xiaotang's eyes flashed with stars, and he jumped and shouted: "Ahhhh

Sui Xing jumped out of the hammock and touched the little girl's head: "So, hurry up and practice the Water Yuan Mantra, whether the mixture fusion can break through depends on your own." ”

"Hmm!" Mu Xiaotang nodded vigorously: "Got it, boss, mua..."

After speaking, Mu Xiaotang ran like a deer to a white house next to the beach.

At the same time, a middle-aged man came out of the house.

"Third uncle", when he passed by, Mu Xiaotang shouted happily.

"Well, look at the kid's fun. Are we Xiaotang going to break through?" said the man with a smile.

"Hey, hey, yes. The third uncle wants to prepare an enchantment suit for Xiaotang. ”

"The third uncle is ready to give us Xiaotang the best look. ”

"Hmm!Thank you, Third Uncle..."

One runs in, the other goes out, but it doesn't interfere with talking.

Mu Xiaotang jumped into the house, and the man had already walked quickly to Sui Xing's side.

"Found it. ”

The man handed the tablet in his hand to Sui Xing, and said at the same time: "The Bowan Battle is a first-level high-density federation, and that kid in Yeming hasn't slept for two days, and it's not easy to find some clues." ”

Sui Xing took the tablet and said to the man angrily: "Third uncle, I didn't force him.

This guy is a lazy donkey, and if you don't chase him, he won't leave. If this continues, he might as well go back and be his hacker, and what kind of wizarding world will he mix?"

The third uncle thought for a while and nodded: "That's what I said." ”

No longer pleaded for Yeming, back to the point, "This Teng Taishan participated in the Bowan War back then, and then entered the wizarding academy as a teacher for two years.

Then, on the grounds that he was ill, he was transferred to the Black School Pavilion as a guard.

On the surface, the resume is mediocre and nothing special. However, along the line of the Bowan War, I found out further information about him. ”

Sui Xing flipped through the information on the tablet, and a pair of eyebrows gradually twisted.

"Third uncle, are you sure Teng Taishan is a martial servant?

I saw him open the Spatial Secret Talisman with my own eyes, which is at least the strength of the high-level third-rank and above. How can it be just a warrior?!"

The third uncle said firmly: "Teng Taishan was the martial servant of Luo Chengrong, the eldest daughter of the Luo family, and this identity can be determined.

Don't forget, martial servants can also practice witchcraft, but very few can advance to the ranks.

The records of wizard promotions after him are blank.

I asked the old people who participated in the Bowan Battle with my father back then, and they all had no impression of this Tengtai Mountain. ”

"Teng Taishan, Teng Taishan", Sui Xing whispered the name silently, and quickly flipped through the information on the tablet without raising his head.

"Third uncle, this Teng Taishan is either the hidden master of the Federation, and the level of identity secrecy is very high. Either ......"

"Either that, it's hiding your strength. When Sui Xing paused, the third uncle answered.

"Hide your strength, why hide it? Could it be the meaning of the Luo family? Luo Chengrong, this name sounds a little familiar. ”

Then Xingbian said, and his subordinates turned over a few photos of Teng Taishan and Luo Chengrong, the daughter of the Luo family, when he was young.

After staring at the photo carefully for a while, Sui Xing suddenly exclaimed, "It's her?!"