"Hearing what you said, Uncle Chen, I am even more convinced of my determination to explore these seventy-three witch scriptures."

"But little brother Abu, it's not an old man who looks down on you, with you, a Southern Chu person, although you have now obtained the weight of the Khitan Emperor, but if you want to travel unhindered in the Khitan, it is estimated that it is still not possible. I've heard that only the pass given by the emperor himself can travel freely in the Khitan, and the rest is not easy to use. ”

Abu smiled and took out the pass given by Yelu Hongye from Yelu Hongye who had just gotten it from Yelu Chucai, "Everyone, please see, I have dragged Yelu Chucai to help me get this pass to Yelu Hongye, and I will go anywhere in the Khitan unimpeded in the future." ”

"That's great! The old man also wants to go with you, little brother Abu! I always feel that the things in this Seventy-Three Witch Sutra and that Shen Su Gu are also very helpful for me and Xiaoyan to find the Son of Heaven. But now that the Son of Heaven is about to come to Khitan, I can't go anywhere else, so I can only stay here and wait for him, and the task of finding the secret in the Seventy-Three Witch Sutras will be handed over to you, Little Brother Abu. Father Chen said regretfully.

"Well, Uncle Chen can hand it over to me, as long as I find any clues, I will tell you, and I won't hide it from you, you can rest assured."

"Okay, then you can take this translation I just wrote and figure it out for yourself! I wish you to solve the mystery soon. Saying that, Father Chen handed over the translation of the Chinese language of the Seventy-Three Witch Sutras that had just been translated into Abu's hands. Abu was determined to make good use of this translation to find out the secrets of the Seventy-Three Witch Sutras. And the first stop of his target was Yelu Ziye, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was still in the Khitan Imperial City.

The original prime minister of the Khitan, that is, the prime minister when Yelu Abaoji was still alive, was named Yelu Ye, and he was also rewarded with a three-star unicorn gold medal as the founding father. However, his son did not inherit his father's intelligence, but fell in love with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is what is difficult to see among the men of the Khitan. Generally, Khitan men advocate force, who will care about what those literati and scholars will do. If a man can play the piano and calligraphy and painting, he will definitely be laughed at by others. However, Yeluye, the son, despite his father's dissuasion, still insisted on insisting on his own pursuit.

When Ye Luye was alive, he was a little more restrained, only in the dead of night, he secretly hid in the study, painting, playing the piano quietly, and followed his father to the early dynasty to learn the sophistication of the officialdom during the day. But Yelu Ziye really had no interest in these things, so after the death of his father and mother, he simply resigned from the government and concentrated on studying his qin, chess, calligraphy and painting at home. Even his wife doesn't marry anyone close to him, but he just concentrates on these artistic creations, and the servants in the family also think he is a weirdo, and they don't bother to take care of him on weekdays.

Gradually, the servants were gone, leaving a housekeeper in the house, seeing that Yelu Ziye was addicted to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and looked like a nerd all day long, he quietly filled his own pockets and moved his brains to slowly transfer the property in the prime minister's mansion. On the surface, he pretended to be the only one who admired Yelu Ziye's artistic creations, and often encouraged Yelu Ziye to persevere, and he would definitely be appreciated by more people. But in the end, Yelu Ziye did not wait for more people to appreciate him but let the housekeeper deceive, he felt that only this housekeeper was his bosom friend, so he handed over all his family property for him to take care of, and finally ended up being deceived by him, leaving only a few tables, chairs, and a few pairs of chopsticks for Yelu Ziye, and then sold the title deed and patted his ass and left.

Poor Yelu Ziye thought that someone had burgled and robbed the housekeeper to save him, but in the end he realized that no one really appreciated his art, and even the housekeeper was so kind to him because he was so interested in his family's wealth. Now he has been kicked out of his home and has to live on the streets, but the furniture left behind in his home is worth some money. In addition, his father was still the former prime minister, and everyone still sold him some face, and settled him in a quiet courtyard in the imperial city, so that he could live a plain life as a small common man. Since then, he has lived more and more in seclusion, not communicating with the outside world, but only concentrating on the study of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, looking forward to being appreciated one day.

It's a pity that he was born in the wrong place, if he lived in Nanchu, at this time with his artistic attainments, there would already be a generation of masters, but in Khitan, he could only live as an alien in the strange eyes of others, maybe if he didn't meet Abu, he would end his life in depression in his life.

Abu had learned from Yelu Chucai that the man had been stimulated by the death of his parents and that the butler had deceived him, and he had become so strange that ordinary people could not approach the courtyard where he lived. But if Abu wanted to get the copy of the Seventy-Three Witches from him, he had to get close to him and gain his trust in order to have a chance to find out about the Seventy-Three Witches. Abu knew that he was a lover of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so after thinking about it, he wanted to find something that could attract him, and finally locked his eyes on a sketch that Lu Xiaoyu had drawn for their Flying Tiger Army and a simple acoustic guitar made by Lu Xiaoyu himself.

These were all created by Lu Xiaoyu in the leisure time of the Flying Tiger Army, and he told everyone that these were things from their hometown, but in Nanchu, no one had seen these things in Henan, the hometown of Lu Xiaoyu, but they felt that these sketches and acoustic guitars were very rare, so they would beg Lu Xiaoyu to teach them a few tricks for these coarse people, and these things that literati would play. It was at that time that Abu learned a little bit of sketching and could play the simplest tunes.

Knowing that Jerod was afraid of the living, Abu went to his dwelling alone and walked into the alley leading to the courtyard with these two things in his arms.

"Knock knock, is Mr. Ziye at home? Student Abu had brought something to ask you some questions about the portrait and the musical instrument. Abu took a deep breath and knocked at the door of Jeruziree's house.

Yelu Ziye was concentrating on painting, when he heard a voice outside and said vigilantly: "There is no one inside, please go back to the people outside!" ”

Abu couldn't help laughing, "Sir, I'm just sincerely coming all the way from Nanchu and want to ask you a few questions, why are you nervous and lie that you're not at home?" Since you're not at home, who is the voice coming from? ”

A nerd like Yelu Ziye naturally couldn't talk about Abu, and he wasn't going to respond to Abu anymore, but when he heard the other party say that he was from Nanchu, he came to his senses again.