The atmosphere outside Chaoyang Cave was a little awkward, and Xiao Anthra pouted and dragged Wei Xiaobao's hand.

She never expected that she would spend so much effort to come to Lingfeng, but her second aunt threw her on this deserted mountain and went to Chang'an by herself......

Looking at the increasingly blurred back on the mountain road in the night, Xiao Anthracene's tears swirled in her eyes.

I'm afraid no one expected such an ending, in fact, Wei Xiaobao himself only learned about the real person's arrangement after coming to Chaoyang Cave.

......

At the foot of Lingfeng, Qingwen has been waiting for a long time.

Baoyu looked at a brand-new green shirt in his hand with a puzzled expression.

"Go to Chang'an like this, and the city guards will drive you away as a beggar......"

After accepting the apprentice, he didn't teach him, so he gave a green shirt and took others to walk the world.

Wei Xiaobao began to be skeptical about Qingwen's character.

It's been seven days since she went down the mountain, and Baoyu just followed Qingwen silently, and didn't ask a word about the days when Qingwen disappeared.

The sun is beginning to set.

The queue outside the west gate of Chang'an City is still very long.

The three of them were dozens of people away from the city gate.

Wei Xiaobao looked at the tall city tower in a daze boredly, this was the fourth time she had come to Chang'an City, and all kinds of past things could appear in front of her.

The sergeant at the security check is still the same group count, and both men and women will touch it before they are allowed to go......

The people of Chang'an are fierce, and their bones are full of martial feelings.

The sword officials on the surface never interfered, they only hated the kind of villain who used such a small means as a secret weapon.

The security check is a card for the villain.

Finally, it was Qingwen's turn and the three of them.

Qingwen consciously stretched out her arm and let him search.

"It's time, it's time for us to get off work...... Closing the gates ......"

The sergeant didn't even look at them.

"Without you, I don't believe I'm going to spend the night outside the city. ”

Wei Xiaobao glared at the sergeant and said.

The sergeant gave her a disdainful look and turned to leave.

The three of them went to one of the most secluded tea shops outside the city.

"Do you have a pen and paper?" Wei Xiaobao sat down and asked for an ordinary pot of Baihao and asked.

Hurriedly wrote down a line of words, folded it into a small bamboo tube, and called the store, "Help me deliver it to a piece of paper." ”

Hearing the three words of a piece of paper, the store didn't dare to ask more, let alone ask for any tips, so he took the bamboo tube and went to do it immediately.

Everyone in the world knows that Yizhixuan has dealings with Lafayette in the palace, but few people know that it was originally an industry of Xuanji Pavilion in Chang'an.

And this Xuanji Pavilion is known to everyone in the world as its owner's surname is Zhao.

In less than half an hour, the gates opened.

It was not the sergeants who guarded the imperial city that came out, but a team of young men with long swords in their hands.

At the head of the horse, on horseback was a young man.

The shopkeeper recognized the young man as Dean Yixuan - Han Jaejing, and secretly glanced at the young man sitting in the corner and the girl who asked him to deliver the message, and his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Han Zai Whale dismounted and trotted into the tea shop.

"How can the second young lady come to say hello in advance, why is it so troublesome?

Han Zaijing was very happy to see Wei Xiaobao, but he didn't notice Qingwen and Baoyu on the side.

"These two are my juniors. ”

"See...... I've seen the teacher...... Senior Brother ...... "Facing Qingwen and Baoyu, who are much younger than him, Han Jae's tone seems very unnatural.

"Shopkeeper, this is a reward for you, things are well done. ”

Han Jae-whale finally came out of the store, saw Baoyu's face slightly happy, and handed a silver ticket to the store when he walked to the door.

"The little ones don't dare. The shopkeeper hurriedly bowed.

"Huh?!"

The store hurriedly collected the silver ticket and thanked him repeatedly.

In the 20 years since Han Zaijing took the helm of Yishixuan, the influence of this counter, which is openly engaged in the study utensils and tea business, has been expanding in Chang'an.

Because of this, a piece of paper Xuan has made this martial empire more scholarly.

From the secret conversations between the human race and the underworld, the demon race, and even the sea, to the open and secret battles between the big names in Chang'an City and the concubines in the palace...... All of this useful information flowed into Yixuan's head office in the southwest of Chang'an.

When the great net that spread all over the world was cast, even the only owner behind it, the old pavilion master of the Xuanji Pavilion, didn't know.

Qingwen's face was even more frightened after the store keeper who paid attention to it received the silver ticket, and she thought of what she could do in Chang'an this time.

"What did you write on that piece of paper?" asked Baoyu curiously.

"I don't want to see a dog with a tall tail. ”

Baoyu began to worry about the soldiers who were guarding the city, he didn't expect that a piece of paper Xuan was at the feet of the dignified Son of Heaven, and a Fushan disciple could also call for wind and rain.

"Will they die?" asked Baoyu worriedly, thinking that there was a high probability that such a thing would happen.

"Not really. ”

Wei Xiaobao glanced at Qingwen on the side and couldn't help laughing.

Wei Xiaobao thought of Han Zai's eyes in the tea shop, and he didn't like this person more and more.

"I don't want to see him again!"

"It's not difficult!"

In fact, Qingwen also hates Han Zai Whale.

......

After entering the city, Qingwen suddenly stopped.

"Baoyu and I don't live on a piece of paper, let's find a secluded place, it's simpler. ”

Wei Xiaobao was very happy to hear Qingwen's words, in just a few days, Qingwen already knew her habits very well.

"Senior sister, what did we do during our stay in Chang'an?"

"The tea shop is ready!"

Han Zaijing was still thinking about what he had done not enough, and he didn't hear Wei Xiaobao's words at all.

"Didn't you hear? Find a secluded tea shop......

Wei Xiaobao glared at Han Zai Whale who was in a daze.

"Huh?"

A young man walked up to him and whispered Wei Xiaobao's words.

Han Zaijing didn't dare to have any prejudices against Wei Xiaobao, so he had to do what Qingwen said.

......

The tea shop of the three is on the Dongshi Jianfu Street, which is the farthest away from Yizhixuan, and is close to the ancient temple Jianfu Temple.

Qingwen hates the senior brother very much, but I have to admit that he does have a way of doing things.

Wei Xiaobao gave the tea shop a very strange name - a collared green shirt.

On the morning of the opening, the old Zen master of the temple personally came to the door and became the only guest of the tea shop for the next two years.

The old Zen master learned that Wei Xiaobao and his entourage had come to Chang'an and had always wanted to meet her, and he was naturally extremely happy when he came to the door today.

The gardenias in the first courtyard drowned out the fragrance of tea.

The old Zen master was very happy.

In the entire tea shop, only the west hall has a tea seat.

There are only two seats in the café, east and west, which are obviously only used by two people to drink.

Wei Xiaobao asked Baoyu to bring a bamboo chair for the old Zen master to sit on.

"It's become my anti-guest, so let's do it!"

"We borrow the master's treasure, what should be, what should be ......"

The back wall of the tea shop is the outer wall of Jianfu Temple, and Qingwen is not too much to say.

The old Zen master knew that the master and apprentice had no choice to raise flowers, but the tea art was average, so he poured tea for them himself.

If it is said that the most focused cultivation in the world is the old pavilion master of the Xuanji Pavilion, the most free and unrestrained is the old Zen master in front of him.

Qingwen saw that the little novice in the past, now he is seated in a temple, and his Zen heart is stable, but he has to start over and drink it all over again.

"It's thick, it's better to be lighter. ”

"There is no easy path to cultivation, there is no vajra mind, and it is in vain to cross the calamity. ”

The old Zen master drank a cup of himself, and his face was full of happiness.

Wei Xiaobao thought to himself that Qingwen should worship him as a teacher.

"Qingshui already has heaven and earth, the leaves will fall after all, and life and death are the big things......"

Hearing these words, the old Zen master took another drink and left the table.

"Childe, he's angry?"

Qingwen shook her head.

He seemed to see the mountain on the path of the old Zen master's practice, and that mountain was himself.

"The tea is good, the flowers are fragrant, you should be content!"

Hearing the old Zen master's afterthoughts, Qingwen was surprised for a while, could it be that he recognized me?

......

In the early morning of the next day, it rained in Chang'an, and dozens of small beaches appeared on the bluestone-paved Jianfu Street.

It was just dawn when two men in cloaks walked by on the beach.

......

In the attic on the highest side of the paper, Han Jaejing closed the booklet he had just sent from the sea in his hand and asked:

"They really didn't stay long in Hexi Prefecture before they killed the demon beast and left?"

A young man's voice came from outside the window, "Yes, Yizhou, Liangzhou, and Wuzhou didn't stay long. ”

If you have thought about slaying demons and sharpening Qingwen, there is no need to be so hurried to point water from dragonflies. Could it be that he is doing something else?!

Han Zai Whale became more and more unable to see through Wei Xiaobao.

The Great Youth Tournament was about to begin, and he expected that the master and apprentice would soon return to Zixiao Peak.

"Just keep an eye on it and report it once every four days. ”

......

Leaving Hexi Prefecture, the two went to Wangchen Mountain.

Along the way, Qingwen became less and less confident in her deduction.

He was a little anxious, everything was starting from scratch, and even the most basic deduction took a lot of time, and the broken mirror was even more out of reach.

The cliff cave at the top of Wangchen Mountain became her last hope for this trip.

"Childe, are you sure he didn't show up once?"

On the fourth day after leaving Chang'an, Baoyu guessed the true purpose of Qingwen's trip with her - to find that person and bring her back to Fushan, and then reorganize Sanssoucian......

Looking at a water mill in the town outside Dust Mountain, Qingwen looked at the sword peak hidden in the clouds and mist, and had a faint foreboding.

If that person was hiding from Qingwen, he might not be able to find it even if he traveled all over the continent.