Regarding Lin Xiaoyang's attitude, Lin Zhiwu uncharacteristically did not show the slightest dissatisfaction or unwillingness, but said to Lin Xiaoyang with a smile: "What did Lin Gongzi say! I was going to go to Jiangnan with Lin Gongzi on this trip, if I let the master know that I left Lin Gongzi before I reached the halfway point, the master would be worried." What's more, it's a good thing that Lin Gongzi keeps his promises, since Lin Gongzi wants to keep his promises, then it doesn't hurt for us to follow them to Jiangnan!"

Lin Zhiwu knew Zhu Zimo's thoughts very well, anyway, his grandfather just wanted Lin Xiaoyang to join in the fun, and he didn't really expect Lin Xiaoyang to win the championship and grab the throne of the martial arts alliance leader in one fell swoop, so it didn't matter who he went to Jiangnan with, and there were some things Lin Zhiwu needed to figure out!

Lin Xiaoyang was simple-hearted, and he didn't notice that Lin Zhiwu's attitude was a little wrong this time, but he heard Lin Zhiwu say that he was willing to go to Jiangnan with the palace people of the Netherworld Palace, and Lin Xiaoyang immediately laughed like a child: "Well, then let's go to Jiangnan with them." ”

Seeing Lin Xiaoyang smiling, Lin Zhiwu also smiled, but that smile was really a little unfathomable.

On the other side, in the guest room next to the guest room where Lin Zhiwu and Lin Xiaoyang lived, unlike the laughter and laughter of Lin Zhiwu and Lin Xiaoyang, this room was deserted, because this was the guest room of the Holy Maiden Hanxing of the Netherworld.

At this moment, Han Xing was sitting on the edge of the simple wooden bed in the guest room, his left hand clenched into a fist resting on his left leg, his right hand covering his heart, staring at the gray-brown ground in a daze.

Closer to take a closer look, the tears in the corners of Han Xing's eyes were sliding silently, and the placket of her clothes was already wet, and I don't know how long she had been crying.

Hanxing's thoughts were a little swaying, staring at the ground, and Hanxing seemed to see the scenes of her childhood projecting in front of her eyes through the gray-brown ground.

"Little brother, what are you looking at?" asked a little girl in a plain short suit as she walked up to a little boy in blue sitting on the stairs.

"I was watching the ants carry the food, and my father said that although the ants are small, they will 'persevere' no matter how heavy the food is and how far the distance is. I'm just looking at what it means to 'persevere despite difficulties!'" The little boy replied to the little girl without raising his head.

"Really! there are a lot of ants, do they carry grasshoppers?" asked the little girl, squatting on the ground and looking at them carefully for a while.

"Well, yes! they've been moving for a long time. The boy replied.

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"Ru Yan, my mother told you that the head of the family next door and your father are good brothers, and your father has already told him that his youngest son is your future husband, and you and he are baby kisses! A young woman in simple clothes took a little girl's hand and laughed.

"Mother, what is a husband?" the little girl asked the young woman innocently.

"A husband is the one who will protect you in the future, will be good to you, and will take care of you! In the future, if we Ru Yan suffer and get angry, we can find Ru Yan's husband and let Ru Yan's husband be angry for our Ru Yan!" replied with a smile.

The little girl listened to the young woman's words with a look of ignorance.

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"Ru Yan, this is the token of your father and your mother when they set up a baby for you back then, you have to take it! Run away immediately, run away, you must not be caught by them, otherwise your life will be ruined!" A man who was prostrate on the ground, bleeding from all his orifices, tightly grasped the hand of the little girl in front of him and said to the little girl.

Next to the man, there was a young woman in simple clothes, who was also bleeding from all her knots and had already died of exhaustion.

The little girl held the man's hand and cried hysterically, shouting the word "Daddy" over and over again.

At the moment when the man lost his breath, a group of Miao Jiang people armed with scimitars broke into the little girl's sight......

……

Suddenly, Han Xing lay on his side on the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt folded on the inside of the bed to cover his face, and a vague murmur overflowed from under the quilt, as if calling the words "father, mother".

On the other side, after estimating that all the people in the Netherworld Palace had fallen asleep, Lin Zhiwu found an excuse and left the guest room where he and Lin Xiaoyang lived.

Downstairs and out of the backyard, Lin Zhiwu walked straight towards the gate of the front yard of the inn.

Standing at the gate of the inn, looking around to make sure that no one was following him, Lin Zhiwu left the humble inn and walked deeper along the streets of the town.

Walking through a few streets that were not long or wide, Lin Zhiwu stood in front of the dilapidated bamboo courtyard gate of a courtyard.

I saw Lin Zhiwu stretch out his hand and knock heavily on the bamboo courtyard door twice, and a man's voice immediately came from the courtyard: "Who! Wait! Come right away!"

Lin Zhiwu didn't answer, but waited quietly for a while.

After a while, footsteps sounded in the courtyard, and then, the bamboo courtyard gate was forcefully opened from the inside, and a tall, mediocre facial features, and plainly dressed man appeared in the courtyard gate and appeared in front of Lin Zhiwu's eyes.

The man squinted at Lin Zhiwu who was standing at the gate of the courtyard, and asked in a very bad tone, "Who are you?

Listening to the man's unkind question, Lin Zhiwu smiled at the man in a good-natured manner, but his voice was majestic: "The Wentang Master under the White Tiger is really 'bad' as always, and he doesn't know it when he sees this deputy envoy!"

With just this sentence, the tall man's face changed several times, and in just a moment, the man immediately said respectfully to Lin Zhiwu: "My subordinates don't know that Deputy Envoy Lin came to the cold house, and I hope that Deputy Envoy Lin will forgive him." ”

Seeing that the man immediately became respectful, Lin Zhiwu smiled lightly and waved his hand, and said lightly: "This deputy envoy came suddenly today, and he didn't inform you in advance, as the so-called ignorant is not guilty, you don't have to be so alarmed." ”

Having said that, the man who was called the master of the composition hall by Lin Zhiwu still respectfully bent over and hung his head and said respectfully to Lin Zhiwu: "Deputy Envoy Lin has a large number!

Raising his legs and stepping past the master of the hall, Lin Zhiwu walked straight towards the courtyard and said to the master of the hall who followed him: "There is no advice, but the deputy envoy heard from the white tiger earlier, you have a lot of carrier pigeons, and your duty is to raise carrier pigeons, this deputy envoy has important things to report to the door master, and it happens that he is passing by here today, so I want to borrow a carrier pigeon from you." ”

"I don't dare to say that I want to borrow it, as long as Deputy Envoy Lin needs it, Deputy Envoy Lin can use it at will with less than ten carrier pigeons. The Hall Master who was following Lin Zhiwu still replied respectfully.

The Heavenly Holy Gate has one of the rules: except for the main and holy envoys, the deputy envoy and the four leaders of the Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu and Vermilion Bird cannot take more than ten pigeons in a day, and the rest of the people under the door cannot take more than five pigeons in a day.

didn't answer, Lin Zhiwu only nodded lightly, and then walked into the side room in the courtyard facing the courtyard gate.

Before entering the wing, Lin Zhiwu said to the master of Wentang who followed him: "Go and get the fastest carrier pigeon, the matter that the deputy envoy wants to report must not be delayed." Then he stepped into the room and closed the door from the inside with a decisive and neat shut.

Glancing at the door that had closed without hesitation, the hall master rubbed his nose a little wryly, then turned around and walked towards the row of tiled houses on the right side of the wing.

When you enter the tiled house, there is a "cooing" sound of pigeons in the tiled house, and you can see that this row of tiled houses is a pigeon loft at will.

Different from the usual pigeon loft, this pigeon loft of the master of Wentang is first of all cleaner and tidier than the usual pigeon loft, there is no peculiar smell in the pigeon loft, but there is a faint smell of sandalwood floating in the air. Secondly, this pigeon loft is too large, as far as the eye can see, the whole pigeon loft is full of layers of pigeon cages, at least more than 1,000 pigeons, and the types and colors of the pigeons are also very diverse.

However, I didn't see what the master of Wentang did, but I saw that the master of Wentang went straight to the innermost part of the loft, where there were several pigeon cages against the wall, unlike the ones in front of which contained at least twenty or so pigeons, and each of these pigeon cages had only one pigeon.

Opening one of the pigeon cages, the master of the hall took out the pigeon inside, and then left the loft.

When the head of Wentang walked to the door of the wing room facing the courtyard gate, the door happened to open, and Lin Zhiwu was standing in the door, holding a rolled up note in his right hand.

Taking the pigeon in the hands of the master of Wentang, Lin Zhiwu stuffed the note in his hand into the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's legs, and then walked to the middle of the courtyard, and threw it away, and the gray pigeon fluttered its wings and flew towards the northern sky, and disappeared in a moment.

Clapping his hands, Lin Zhiwu took out a flat wooden box from his arms and handed it to the Wen Hall Master, and admonished: "Wen Hall Master, the world has not been peaceful in the past two years, and I am afraid that the sky will change." You have to be careful not to be found out, if your identity is accidentally revealed, you will destroy all the pigeons you have raised, and not a single one can be kept. This is the dissipation of the soul, and you should know how to use it. ”

"Why??" took the wooden box handed to him by Lin Zhiwu, and the Wentang Master was full of doubts.

Turning his head to look at the sky in the north, Lin Zhiwu said clearly word by word: "Of these pigeons you raise, only a small part of them are pigeons that you use to disguise your identity and sell them, and most of them are carrier pigeons used by my Tianshengmen people to exchange news. At this point, there was no need to say more, Lin Zhiwu flicked his sleeves and walked in the direction of the courtyard gate. (To be continued.) )