- Regarding this matter, although Fang Wu, a partial disciple of the Northern Fence School, received Xiao Kuang's entrustment and was willing to assist Cen Chi all the way, in fact, he still maintained a neutral posture. He did not help Cen Chi deal with Gao Qian because of his mentorship and the Beili School, nor did he help Gao Qian, who was the head of the ten generals of the Prime Minister's Mansion, to monitor Cen Chi more deeply because the Prime Minister's Mansion gave him a few years of wine and meat.

Fang Wu was only bent on seeking the Dao, but the Dao heart was weak, and he deliberately avoided the distracting thoughts that disturbed his state of mind.

But looking at this matter from Cen Chi's point of view, Fang Wu did not help anyone, and in fact, it still benefited him a lot. Although Fang Wu was unwilling to do anything to hurt Gao Qian, but in other aspects, he was able to help Cen Chi.

Cen Chi couldn't imagine that if Fang Wu also became the eyes and ears of the Prime Minister's Mansion, all his actions would really be hollowed out.

However, today, because of a familiar face, a certain thought that had been put aside for a while in Cen Chi's heart was brought up again. At the same time, he no longer wants to maintain this defensive but balanced relationship between him and the high potential.

Fang Wu didn't really want to break the little thought in Cen Chi's heart, and Cen Chi was still a little hesitant for a while, whether it was time to spread out the idea he had been thinking about for a long time.

The two sat quietly opposite each other for a long time, until suddenly a small wind swept into the tea shed, and the dry grass residue on the ground mixed with the sand ash and flew into the sky, and then poured down, Cen Chi looked at the wind and sand and squinted, Fang Wu subconsciously turned the tea cup on the table in front of him upside down.

Half a cup of tea overflowed half of the tabletop, and a pool of tea soup overflowed the edge of the table, dripping down.

Fang Wu's hand holding the tea cup was slightly sluggish, and Cen Chi's half-squinted eyes slowly opened completely.

"Old Dao, are you going to sigh to the sky again?"

"What do you want to say?"

Cen Chi and Fang Wu spoke almost at the same time. Asked each other a question. These are two questions with different motives, but they are almost expected from each other.

The two men looked at each other, and then fell silent together.

In the past, looking at the sand and dust that suddenly swept up in Siye, and the small tea shed that swept and pushed the flat ground and isolated, Fang Wu was indeed easy to gather his spirit in order to comprehend what he saw in front of him. In the ideal of a cultivator like him, water is the lifeblood of Kundi, and wind is the breath of heaven. If you can feel a little more of it. It is one step closer to the law of heaven and earth longevity.

But at this time, Fang Wu didn't feel anything as Cen Chi said.

He just had a few thoughts in his head like a normal person. Then he spoke slowly: "You have made a decision?" ”

When he heard the word "fate" mentioned in Cen Chi's words just now, he could roughly guess what the content of that decision in Cen Chi's heart was.

This thought had long been in Cen Chi's heart, and Fang Wu had already realized it. At this time, Fang Wu was not sure whether Cen Chi had made up his mind. Without a fixed mind, he will not give an explicit choice. Including the option to give up.

Cen didn't answer and asked, "Will you help me?" That's what he wants to say the most, and what he desperately wants to answer.

Fang Wuyi didn't answer this question immediately, but just asked rhetorically: "Why don't you imagine that I might choose to help other people?" ”

In this strange and desolate place surrounded by silver, gray and gravel, and sparsely populated, if there is anyone else who will make Fang have no intention of helping. This person is not Cen Chi, then it can only be another of their companions.

This should be extremely detrimental to Cen Chi's plan, if the situation really evolves into such a situation. It is also the last thing he wants to see.

However, for Fang Wu's rather dangerous rhetorical question, Cen Chi's face did not change. He didn't think about anything, but immediately said in a slow tone: "Even if you don't help me, you will never fail your promise to another person." ”

Fang Wu suddenly laughed and said softly: "If I am still like before and no one will help, do you think you can have a chance of winning?" ”

Cen Chi responded to Fang Wu again with a rhetorical question: "You take visiting the Tao to seek immortals as your business, so do you believe in the will of heaven or in my words?" ”

If there is a third person sitting at the table at this time, he will definitely be confused by the conversation between these two people.

But at this time, the two people who were talking in this state were extremely sober in their mental thinking, because the decisions and choices in their words involved more than just a trivial matter in small talk.

"Sometimes your thoughts are crazy, so I believe in Providence more......" After pondering for a while, Fang Wu opened his mouth and asked rhetorically: "Listen to the meaning of your words, it seems that you have a way to make Providence in front of me for me to choose?" ”

Cen Chi raised his shoulders, an incomprehensible expression appeared on his face, and finally stopped asking questions, and said slowly: "Of course, you should know that one of the propositions of the Northern Fence School is not to play this set of falsehoods. However, because of your faith, there is one thing before me that I must ask for your opinion, so I will believe it once. ”

Fang Wu didn't speak, but a look of novelty clearly flashed in his clear pupils.

Although he is a partial disciple who has been separated from the Beili School for several generations, he still has a much more careful understanding of this school with the significance of inheriting the ancestral school. The main disciples of the Beili School are extremely thin, and it is extremely difficult for the world to see it, and it is very surprising to make a Beili disciple change his adherence to the essential principles of the school, even if it is only once.

Next, he saw Cen Chi call the tea man, took three tea cups again, and made three hot teas. The three tea cups that had been used before were taken away, and the tea soup that had been spilled on the table was also wiped dry, and the qiē on the table seemed to be restored to its original position.

When the tea-making guy left, Cen Chi took out a white pill from the corner of his sleeve with great speed, and the end of his finger was hard crushed, and the powder fell--it landed in the teacup placed on the side of the table between the two teacups of him and Fang Wu--if there was no accident, that was the position where Gao Qian would sit when he came back after feeding the horse.

Rao is Fang Wu had already made some mental preparations, knowing that the person sitting upright opposite might make some big noise, but when he saw the white powder falling into the tea cup of the high submersible, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

Fang Wuluo suppressed his voice and said, "You're actually going to start here?" ”

His words were more subtle, but in fact, he still couldn't bear to fulfill Cen Chi's wish so quickly. Although he was a monastic. But what he cultivates is the way of nature, the way of comprehension, and the ideal state in his heart is to be free from the world and to be in harmony with the ascension. If you have to make an exception once...... It's too sudden!

"What's strange?" Cen Chi had a smile on his face, reached out and picked up the tea with medicinal powder, and shook it gently, so that all the powder that was slightly stained on the edge of the cup was absorbed and melted by the dark tea soup, "Maybe another team of rogues will come out and loot us." There's no one around to meddle. Although it is also human. But they are likely to choose to avoid it as quickly as possible. ”

The implication is that he poisoned a person in the current public environment, even if it seems to be in shape. This man is still his companion, and he will not attract much attention in the end. In such a remote place, the control of the government is almost negligible, if no more chivalrous people happen to pass by. This kind of place is the unhindered place for killing people and goods.

Fortunately, the people here are generally poor, so everyone can get along without trouble. It's not like their line of three. A few days ago, when I just stepped into this windy and sandy land on the northern border, it didn't take long for it to attract people's eyes and ears, and then recruit bandits to loot.

Fang Wu sighed softly and said, "Since you have already done this thing, what choice do you want to talk to me about?" ”

"Actually, it's not ......," Cen Chi hesitated. He was only halfway through his words, when he saw a familiar figure coming over from the corner of his eye, and he immediately cut off the conversation.

"What did the two gentlemen talk about?" The easy-going voice of the high dive came.

When returning to the table after the high-diving horse feeding. Cen Chi just took the first step to withdraw his hand, so Gao Qian didn't see the somewhat strange movement of him shaking the teacup.

Gao Qian only saw that the expressions on the faces of the two people sitting opposite each other on both sides of the brown wood tea table were quite different. I can't help but be a little curious: what is it that can make the Taoist priest who has always shown a calm and relaxed normality look surprised, and Cen Chi, who has always been disturbed by the Taoist priest's accidental exit of the Taoist scriptures, looks idle?

Because Fang Wu had already roughly determined the matter that Cen Chi was thinking about in his heart, at this time, when he saw Gao Qian again, his eyes unconsciously became a little strange.

Fang Wu was silent, Cen Chi took the initiative to get up, and Wen Yan greeted: "You also sit down and rest, you are all busy all the way, and I can't help anything, so I just moved two pieces of mouth, and just asked the guy to add you new tea." ”

"There's Mr. Law." Gao Qian sat down as he said, smiled and said: "Escorting Mr. along the way, it is Gao's position, and he definitely doesn't dare to be careless." ”

Cen Chi didn't say anything more about gratitude. Along the way, Gao Qian has regarded himself as the following person, and after three years of traveling, Cen Chi also felt more deeply that sometimes it is indeed a good skill to be high. The key is that he wants to create obstacles to the high potential as much as possible, so gradually he also holds his own identity, even if this identity actually depends on how much face the real head of the high potential and the prime minister in Kyoto gives.

Cen Chi only raised his hand and made a "please use" gesture.

Gao Qian bowed his head slightly and picked up the teacup.

Fang Wu, who was sitting on the side, lowered his gaze slightly at this time.

However, just as the edge of the teacup in Gao Qian's hand was about to approach his lips, there was suddenly another wind, which blew the ground like a knife, lifting a layer of fine sand towards the tea shed. Because the angle was too treacherous, the tea shed's finely woven roof with withered grass did not play a role in shielding, and fine sand spilled in from the side corners of the shed, splashing all over the table.

Cen Chi's table happened to encounter a wind outlet, and the two tea cups on the table were shoveled into half of the sand by the wind, although Gao Qian held the tea cup high in his hand, he was not spared some sand into it.

Gao Qian only hesitated for a moment, then put down the teacup and called the guy to come over to change the tea set.

Although he claims to be a subordinate person in front of Cen Chi, his real identity is a high-ranking general of the Xiangfu, and some habits and cultivation in life will not be wiped out lightly because of the change of environment. He could have succumbed to the simplicity of the tea house in the middle of nowhere, and the crudeness and wornness of the tea utensils, but he would not be patient to continue drinking tea mixed with sand, just as he could eat the black flour mixed with bran to satisfy his stomach, but if it was stained with mud, he would never pick it up again.

However, if the teacup was served in his hand, or the head of the nest was pinched by him, with his wrist as steady as stone and hard as iron, of course, these accidents would not have occurred.

Maybe it's providential......

The tea shack guy quickly got a new tea set, and carried a tall iron kettle full of hot tea.

The man saw that the three men were by no means locals, and took a closer look at their temperament. It is not difficult to see that they have a kind of nobility in them. Although the tea maker couldn't figure out why these nobles came to this deserted place, he still had a flattering mentality, apologized several times for the wind and sand, and then left the table and went to other things.

Looking at Gao Qian's slow sipping with a crude tile cup, Cen Chi lowered his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the freshly brewed tea soup in front of him. He reached out and rubbed the edge of the teacup. The grit of a coarse tile teacup came from the fingertips. At the same time, a look of doubt appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, Fang Wu, a middle-aged Taoist who was sitting opposite him and originally lowered his head slightly, looked up at the sky. As if he had just let go of something, he took a long breath and said, "What a strong wind! ”

The three of them had been in the north for several months, and they were used to the wind that swept into the tea shed and covered the table with fine sand just now. So there is no sigh in the face of Fang. Cen Chi raised his gaze seemingly casually, but in his heart he only felt that he was talking nonsense.

If it weren't for Cen Chi, he wouldn't believe in demons and evil spirits at all. He might have thought just now that the gust of wind might have been the act of the Taoist priest sitting on the opposite side - the nonsense at this time showed the Taoist priest's smug mood after successfully casting the spell.

However, although he didn't believe this, he couldn't help but have some doubts about another thing in his heart at this moment.

Could it be that this high dive really shouldn't be killed?

Cen Chi looked at Fang Wu who was sitting opposite him suspiciously. Without waiting for the other party to turn his gaze, he suddenly caught a trace of discoloration from the leisurely expression of his face.

As the Daoist's gaze looked over, Cen Chi quickly understood the reason for the other party's surprise. He himself raised an eyebrow, a dismissive attitude.

This tea shed is extremely simple. There was only one adobe house, and the shed was propped out next to the adobe wall, and the wind was exposed on three sides. Such a broken household structure is not without reason, in case of robbing by the robbers who pass by here to rest and quench their thirst, and easily smash the tea shed that does some small business, the owner of the tea shed will not lose too much cost of building the shanty.

In the corner of the right hand wall of the tea shed, there is a knee-high clay jar, and the tea cup used by the guests is temporarily placed there, and it should wait for a certain amount to accumulate before it will be taken to the shed and cleaned.

The three sandy teacups on Cen Chi's table just now were naturally received there, and to Fang Wu's surprise, at this time, there was a ragged old man squatting next to the pottery jar, holding a broken gourd scoop in his hand and scooping it in the jar, scooping half a scoop of tea dregs, and pouring it into his mouth without thinking.

Of course, Fang Wu hadn't forgotten the scene where Cen Chi was grinding medicinal powder in the teacup reserved for Gao Qian just now, although he didn't ask, and Cen Chi didn't explain in detail, but he had already acquiesced in his heart just now that it was poison.

The poisoned residual tea was casually discarded in the clay jar by the tea shed guys, and now the unknown ragged old man is fishing for the residual tea in the jar, which ...... If an innocent person is killed, it is likely to arouse the suspicion of the high potential later......

Along the way of escorting his peers, Gao Qian did his duty, and at the same time, it was not difficult for Fang Wu to see that this senior guard of the Prime Minister's Mansion only cared for Cen Chi for this, and did not mix any other personal feelings.

The heart of preparedness and surveillance, of course, is always there.

Fang Wu didn't know what the bottom line of the Prime Minister's Mansion was for high diving. Is it possible that if there is a difference in Cha Cen Chi, he can be killed directly?

Although in the eyes of outsiders, Fang Wu also belonged to one of the idlers of the Xiangfu, he actually didn't like that place at all, and in recent years, he gradually became disgusted. Because only what he knows, Prime Minister Shi Jing can't count how many doormen he has killed, all of them are a pair of fingers.

He is a cultivator, even if this pedant is not recognized by the people of the world, and he is always compared with the gods, but he still firmly believes in the pure heart of Taoism in his heart, and does not want to mix too much with the world. The suffocation of living beings seemed to him to be a great evil in the world, and he did not want to see it often.

But the scene in front of him now is tantamount to telling him a dilemma, stopping the old man can save his life, but on what basis did he stop it? If you don't stop it, Lao Suo will die, and you may indirectly burn the anger on Cen Chi......

Just when Fang Wu hesitated, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Cen Chi suddenly stand up!

Fang Wu's heart moved, but this trace of joy had just been picked up, and it was soon left behind.

Cen Chi didn't stand up to stop the ragged old man who came to drink the leftover tea, he just bent his arms and expanded his chest, as if he was stretching his stiff body bones after sitting for a long time. But by his interruption. Fang Wu had already missed the opportunity to stop the old man from swallowing the remnants of tea.

A scoop of tea mixed with leaf residue has been swallowed into the stomach by the old man in tattered clothes a few times, the old man sighed with satisfaction, and shouted at the guy who ignored him at all under the shed: "Xiao Erzhang, your family's tea today is still not growing as usual, it is as difficult to drink as water, and if it continues like this, it will not be able to close the door sooner or later." ”

The tea-making guy who was called Xiao Erzhang by the ragged old man finally stared sideways when he heard the voice, and his tone was obviously suppressed with displeasure, but it was different from what he really hated and complained: "The old immortal." Do you dare not come over tomorrow to beg for water? Don't kill you in the middle of the road! It never costs you half a pen. You're gossiping on the other hand, don't interfere with my business! ”

There was a rude man in the tea shed who put one foot on the table and smiled at this time: "Old thing, it looks like you have drunk water." What have you really tasted? I don't know, don't talk nonsense, so as not to affect my uncle's tea! ”

The rest of the tea shoppers in the tea shed, who were also dressed in tatters, laughed, and one or two people took advantage of the situation to greet a few whistles, although the atmosphere was messy and noisy. But it also shows that these people are acquaintances.

"Be your grandma's uncle." The ragged old man spat at the rude man who was sitting in an extremely indecent manner, "But ...... Listen to what you say. Obviously, you have tasted more water than grandpa and me, so grandpa won't fight with you. ”

There was another burst of laughter in the tea shed.

The rude man didn't get angry when he heard this, but just turned his face away and said disdainfully: "Old fellow, you don't have virtue in your mouth." No wonder my son can't get his mother-in-law when he's in his thirties, so let him live with you for the rest of his life! ”

The rude man's last half sentence was a little ruthless, and the ragged old man's face really changed slightly. was about to open his mouth to fight back, but he saw that the tea-making guy finally couldn't stand it anymore. He screamed: "Old immortal, when you are full, hurry up and roll for Lao Tzu!" You haven't seen the boss of the Fu family? You can't beat it, which time are you better than 34 times of arguing? Don't add any mess here, didn't you see that I'm here today? Hurry up, hurry up, go away! ”

The ragged old man immediately extinguished his anger, and laughed twice, outsiders don't know if he has any other thoughts in his heart, but no one really cares about this.

The ragged old man picked up a bundle of firewood lying on the ground, hung the water scoop he had brought back to his waist, and turned around and left without saying a word. When he turned around with the figure of Chai He on his back, the Taoist Fang Wucai under the tea shed saw a hunted pheasant hanging on the side of the firewood bundle. The dead pheasant drooped its long neck, and as the old man dangled around him step by step, the pheasant, which was obviously not fat, looked quite a little poundy against the background of the old man's small size.

With the commotion in the tea shed just now, until it calmed down at this time, Fang Wu suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something just now.

Looking at the back of the person who was slowly walking away with a bundle of firewood on his back, Fang Wu sighed softly.

Since there has been no outbreak of toxicity for so long, perhaps...... Maybe it's slow......

Fang Wu may not even have realized that his judgment of Cen Chi's methods was too simple...... Why did he never think that maybe the powder crushed between his fingers was just ordinary powder?

Cen Chi stood up, he didn't have any intention of sitting down, and after making two movements to stretch his body, he beckoned: "Time is a little tight, let's go." ”

The three of them walked to the side of the tea shed and led the way to the road. When checking out, the guy in the tea shed also made many accusations, for fear that he didn't greet him well and made the three distinguished guests pay the bill in a hurry and leave.

Obviously, because there are no competitors around this tea shop, this tea maker did not check himself, with the environment of his tea shed, even if he greets him verbally, what is the use? A few empty words, if you can't exchange them for comfortable seats, exquisite tea sets and sweet tea soup, they are all empty. Even if there are no two people who are noisy and foul-mouthed, such a tea shed does not want to keep people to sit more.

Riding a horse, Fang Wu suddenly realized that the path of his group of three people to Shakou County seemed to be on the same road as the ragged old man carrying firewood? !

He looked at Cen Chi, who was riding and mounted, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Cen Chi turned his face sideways, just in time to see the strange color in his eyes.

Cen Chi still didn't say anything until this point, but suddenly raised a whip...... Pumped on the horse's buttocks where Fang Wu was sitting.

The horses, which had had enough fodder and plenty of water, were suddenly struck by this spicy whip, and could not even gallop away with all their hooves. However, Fang Wuxin, who was riding a horse, was slightly shocked, but fortunately, he had traveled all year round in the four fields, and he had a good grasp of horses as long-distance cattle, so he was not thrown off the saddle.

Although Fang Wu was quite puzzled in his heart. Why did Cen Chi suddenly come nervously like this, but he didn't immediately shout and ask the doubts in his heart, nor did he forcibly rein in the horse, but grabbed the reins and focused on driving the wild and angry horse in a line, and let it rush.

Two clouds of smoke and dust rolled up on the sand of the wilderness, and after Cen Chi finished smoking Fang Wu's mount, he immediately raised the second whip and whipped it on the horse under his seat. Soon caught up with Fang Wu's horse. Then the third whip was whipped on Fang Wu's horse......

In this way, Cen Chi whipped two horses one after another, and the two rode away. Soon, the high dive behind him, who was already surprised, was thrown dozens of feet away.

When the three of them split into two sides to distance themselves from each other, the three riders actually maintained a high forward speed. Up to this time, a group of three riders had run nearly five miles ahead of them with a distance of dozens of zhang from each other.

Five miles away on foot. It takes at least a stick of incense, but under the hooves of a galloping horse. Almost like the wind howling.

Fang Wu suddenly saw a somewhat familiar back appear in front of him, and when he looked closely, it was indeed the old man in rags who was carrying a bundle of firewood. A sudden thought occurred in his heart, and he looked sideways behind him. I saw that Cen Chi had caught up with the reins, but he didn't wave the horsewhip as before.

The two horses gradually slowed down, and the whistling wind in their ears stopped. Fang Wu looked at Cen Chi with a smile on his face. Slowly, he said: "It turns out that ......" Halfway through his words, he gradually felt guilty about the speculation he had just hidden in his heart, and he didn't know what to continue with the next half of the sentence.

Cen Chi smiled indifferently and said, "Old Dao, your heart is too kind. Although I don't have the same heart as you, I do know a little bit about it. The quest for the Tao is so long, with the longevity of mortals, seeking a chance to comprehend, how to determine when the opportunity can be encountered? The most ruthless thing in the world is the exploitation of the years. Cultivators are actually ruthless in their form of pure hearts and few thoughts, and the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, and the birth, old age, sickness and death are all not moved, so as to comprehend the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Fang Wu's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "If it weren't for the fact that you were still a disciple of the main line of the Northern Fence Sect, I would definitely find a way to dig you under my door." ”

"Even if I'm not a disciple of the North Fence Lord's lineage, it's hard to realize this idea of yours." Cen Chi smiled lightly, "I'm just talking, it's easier said than done!" I don't want to be an old god like you...... Maybe I also want to live a free life, but not in the way you believe, a few decades and a lifetime, I don't think it will seem so short. ”

"The feeling of being long and short-lived may be in the difference between the attitude you and I choose to live." The smile on Fang Wu's face gradually faded, he put away the topic and did not extend it anymore, and after a pause, he started to say again: "I'm still a little curious, what is that bit of powder you crushed?" ”

"White powder, what do you say?" Cen Chi said to his lips and sold Guanzi, "What other medicine powder can I take, but when I was still resting in the town inn yesterday, I accidentally passed by the kitchen and picked some dough......"

Finally, when he said the mystery of the white powder, Fang Wu couldn't help the smile on the boy's face, and picked up a whip and whipped it on the horse's hip under his seat.

A tooth for a tooth, a whip, a whip, a whip!!

Cen Chi's face was slightly shocked, in fact, his equestrian skills were much weaker than Fang Wu. Just now he was prepared to draw Fang Wu's horse, so there was no problem in controlling his mount, but now his horse was whipped by Fang Wu's whip, which was an emergency.

Seeing that he was almost thrown out, his body staggered several times before he sat down, and the man had been carried out by the horse, and the angry voice was left behind:

"Old Dao, revenge is the way you cultivate......

Fang Wu shook the reins in his hand, smiled happily, and replied softly: "Yes." ”

……

Lin Shan's search for Cen Chi is not a matter of a year or two, but the result of persisting for more than ten years is nothing, and now it is rare to encounter clues sent to the door, Chen Jiu only thought that he would definitely look for it carefully. However, Lin Shan's trip only took about half an hour in total, so fast that Chen Jiu couldn't help but feel surprised.

According to some of Lin Shan's old habits that Chen Jiu knew, after inspecting and finding the house where the scholar lived, whether or not he was more sure of his identity, he should have sent one or two capable subordinates to chase him out in the general direction where the scholar left.

But he didn't do that, he just walked around the three rooms and returned to his dwelling without saying a word.

Chen Jiu remembered the last time he saw him angry. It was almost half a year ago, because of an incident that happened in the camp of Beida. In the residence, even if he was displeased, he quickly forgot about it. However, Chen Jiu will not forget what it would be like if he was really angry and burned in his heart.

It's only half an hour. The study in the residence that was torn down and rebuilt. The new wall has been built to the height of one man. A guard standing on the foot frame laying adobe bricks in the wall saw Lin Shan's return a moment ago, and hurriedly called out.

Everyone turned around, but what they saw was the suppressed love on Lin Shan's face.

Everyone didn't come for a reason, and their hearts sank slightly. They have been following Lin Shan's side for a long time, and of course they know what this good gentleman, who does not carry the official title on the face of the imperial court, but actually only needs one step to step into the sky, will be like when he is really angry.

It's just that they also have the same doubts in their hearts as Chen Jiu: building a wall and repairing the study, they didn't do anything wrong? Even if adults have any anger, they must find a topic to vent. It definitely won't be a matter of rebuilding the study.

But Lin Shan did stand in front of the half-finished study, and everyone could already faintly feel it. A certain atmosphere is gradually rising.

Lin Shan let go of the hand that was in his sleeve, but until this time, he still didn't say a word.

But in the face of a certain emotion in his eyes at the moment, the four guards who were busy building the wall just now were busy acting as masons felt. The soft and elegant white clouds in the sky seemed to be dyed with lead and suddenly pressed down, blocking people's breathing a little, and naturally they couldn't exert much strength in their hands.

But why is that? It was fine when you went out just now......

Two guards with brick knives quietly cast questioning glances at Jiang Chao, who was standing behind Lin Shan's side. Soon they saw Jiang Chao and Shan Liang, who had gone out together, all of them bowing their heads slightly.

At this moment, Lin Shan walked forward. Walked into the half-built study, climbed on the tripod on the right side of the door, and landed his eyes on half of the wall at a closer distance, and said slowly: "You haven't held a brick knife for almost two years, and your craftsmanship has not fallen at all, and this wall is very well repaired." ”

After receiving praise, the hearts of these wall-building guards hung higher, which was really an inexplicable feeling of apprehension.

The wall-building guard closest to Lin Shan licked his lips, plucked up his courage and couldn't help but ask, "My lord, did we fix something wrong?" ”

This may sound contradictory at first, but none of the rest of his peers who were building the wall with him would feel that way. Building a wall is only a beginner's step for a mason, and a well-built wall can only ensure that there is no air leakage, but to make a room strong and beautiful, there is much more to learn in it.

Especially after seeing Lin Shan's civil engineering structure, in addition to admiring these wall builders, they also feel that they have learned too little, at least in front of Lin Daren, they are often full of loopholes.

Facing the anxious questions of the guards beside him, Lin Shan's head was not raised for a minute, but he only spoke slowly, and said in a plausible tone: "Are you trying to ask, or have you realized your mistake?" ”

The guard looked slightly stunned, only hesitated for a moment, then gave up figuring it out on his own, bowed his head and said, "My subordinates don't know, please show me what is wrong." ”

"There's nothing wrong with the wall, it's just that it's too thick." Lin Shan stretched out his hand and patted on the half-section of the wall, stirring up dust, "Are you guys playing with it?" In this remote town, only private houses are needed, not fortresses. All pushed and rebuilt! ”

The four wall-builders on the side tripods inside the four walls shuddered.

To tell the truth, they did have some thoughts on building this wall in front of them. After staying lonely in this remote town for almost three years, I don't know for some reason, the moment they picked up the brick ash knife, they quickly reached a tacit understanding and decided to "show their hands" to leave some traces of their own unique in this town.

They were best at building small ramparts, but if they built a house with their skill, it would definitely cost several times more plaster bricks.

However, Lin Shan is not angry about saving materials. Rebuilding a study is just a trivial matter if there is a waste of materials several times more. The main reason for his anger was still in the affairs of the inn. The mistake of rebuilding the study on the side of the residence was only a trigger for his anger to explode.

Stepping off the tripod and exiting from the half-finished study, Lin Shan returned to the position where he had stood before, and was silent for a moment before he said calmly: "I commissioned you to rebuild this house, just to prevent this room from leaving traces of me, but you built it into a fortress, do you want to make the most conspicuous mark, so that the Northern Wild Goose scouts have clues to check us?" ”――

(To be continued)