Known as the mascot of the place of origin, the round and chubby "Dream Swallower" Mengqi, its walking pace is really slow enough. Yang Jian then left it to take care of the remains of the Ark, and he hurried to find Grandpa Jiang Ziya alone and ask for all the secrets about the Fuso ninja. And Nezha's Hot Wheels spun at high speed, galloping towards the Jixia Academy in the northeast, begging the master to send disciples to preside over the construction of more Yuan Qi cannons.

Jiang Taigong lived in a thatched hut on the high bank of the river, mainly to facilitate his own fishing. The hut has just been renovated and is surrounded by a fence to form a chic courtyard. The courtyard is filled with a variety of seasonal flowers, fruits, and vegetables, and bees and butterflies linger tirelessly among the flowers and plants. The sound of the wind blowing through the river and the murmuring of the water drifted into the ears like wind chimes. Behind the courtyard is an endless bamboo forest with birds flying.

Every time Yang Jian pushed the door in, he felt like he was in a trance like falling into a fairyland. But when he pushed the door open, he found that Grandpa Jiang was not there. So he went to the river to look for it, but it was still not there. Yang Jian began to wonder, Grandpa Jiang rarely goes outside, where did he go?

Just as he was hesitating, Grandpa Jiang came back on a white horse, his long gray hair hanging on the horse's back, but he was holding a fishing rod in his hand.

"Grandpa Jiang, where did you come back, it doesn't look like you came back from fishing." Yang Jian asked suspiciously.

"Haha, that's right, I really didn't go fishing, but went fishing for 'demons'." Jiang Ziya stroked his long hair and smiled indulgently.

"Fishing for demons, what kind of demons are you fishing?" Yang Jian was even more puzzled.

"Back then, when I helped Zhou to fight the merchants, there were demons who changed their faces and fled from the palace of the Shang Dynasty, I guessed that it was Daji who was in trouble, and this time she changed her face again, and ran to King Wu of Zhou to confuse the people. I learned that today I have been corrected on the spot and have been reduced to ashes. Jiang Ziya was not without pride, and his spirit was pleasant.

"Grandpa Jiang's secret method is profound, and the younger generations can't reach it." Yang Jian clenched his fists to show his admiration.

"Hahaha, you will be a sycophant at a young age, and you will have it in the future." Jiang Taigong laughed wildly.

Yang Jian stepped forward to help Jiang Ziya dismount.

"Yang Jian, you're going to eat again today, why didn't that Nezha, who never grew up, come with you?" Jiang Ziya sat down and asked him.

"Today we patrolled the wreckage of the ark and found traces of the Fuso ninja. I've asked Nezha to go to Jixia Academy, and ask the Master Builder to help us build more Vitality Cannons and protect the wreckage. I'm here to know the secrets of the ninja, and we've only heard you mention it a little before. Yang Jian told the story of what he encountered.

"Oh, that's going to happen! Although ninjutsu originated in the country of Fuso in the East China Sea, few samurai were adept at using this skill. The leader is none other than Miyamoto Musashi, and it has recently been rumored that he is coming to Chang'an to learn martial arts with Li Bai. But as far as I know, the matter of chickens and dogs stealing is by no means the style of his martial arts masters. Jiang Ziya was a little surprised.

"So, who is he or not?" Yang Jian asked.

"There are still two people who can hide their traces on the King Continent today, the King of Lanling in the Western Regions, and Ah Ke of the Defending Kingdom, although they don't know ninjutsu, they can still be invisible." Jiang Ziya said.

"So who of them is coveting the ruins of the Ark?" Yang Jian's eyebrows tightened.

"The Western Regions are three thousand miles away, I think it is unlikely to be the King of Lanling." Jiang Ziya said.

"So, only Ake is the most suspicious, so what is her purpose?" Yang Jian said.

"Maybe there's something she needs in the ruins." Jiang Ziya guessed.

"Whatever her intentions, I won't let her get her way." Yang Jian clenched his fists, hateful.