Lu Weiman had a direct showdown: "Let's be honest, I'm not a noble lady, and I don't have a spare, you two follow me, you must have eaten the last meal without the next meal, and sleeping on the street is the norm." ”

The two of them listened to her words, and their faces did not change at all.

The music girl also smiled, as if she was recommending herself: "The pipa can sell its art and help the master earn spars." ”

Qin San also said: "Qin San can hunt and catch fish, and he will not let the master have no food." ”

Lu Weiman didn't expect the two to say this, and he was stunned for a while before continuing to persuade.

She said that she liked to be alone, and that she didn't love people and was too noisy, and the two of them said that they could only be in front of her when she needed them.

Let her talk badly, persuade her or speak coldly, the two of them just said: "Life is the master's servant, and death is the master's ghost servant." ”

Lu Weiman was very helpless, seeing that they had the momentum of kneeling down if she didn't agree, he sighed and said, "Okay, get up, you go to the house to rest for a while, tonight and tomorrow morning at the earliest, we will go on the road." ”

Originally, she wanted to thank Jun Du in person, but he always came and went without a trace, and he couldn't see him if he wanted to, and most of the time he wanted to save her was to see her uncle's face, and he probably didn't want to have too much interaction with her.

As for his face, she doesn't have the ability to unmask him yet, but she may not have the ability to do so in the future.

She is no longer mortal, and her next destination has not changed, but her goal has changed.

She is going to Wandao Mountain to learn art.

After the matter of the spring was completed, he set off for Wandao Mountain.

Thinking of the spring, Lu Weiman thoughtfully glanced at Pipa and Qin San, who had just gotten up and were about to walk towards the house, and called, "Qin San." ”

Qin San immediately turned around and bowed down to obey orders.

"Are you a good drinker?"

Qin San said: "Yes, the subordinate body belongs to water, and it can come and go freely in the water." ”

When Lu Weiman heard this, he was overjoyed: "Then you come with me." ”

She wasn't sure if there would be any accidents if she injected the power of Shui Yuan into the spring, just like the previous time when she almost went mad, she took Qin San with her, and she could help her when the time came.

Although she doesn't believe in the two of them very much, "don't use suspicious people, don't suspect people", and she really has no one to use.

Lu Weiman only took Qin Sanyi with him, borrowed a painting boat, and rowed to the center of the lake.

The previous day's anomaly did not have the slightest impact on the business of the painting boat on the lake, there are many painting boats coming and going on the lake, and there are many piano tunes, and they are still the comfortable appearance of the past.

When I was about to reach the center of the lake, bubbles suddenly appeared on the water surface, and before the bubbles disappeared, a few more bubbles appeared not far away, and then a few bubbles appeared in another place, and the bubbles formed a straight line on the surface of the lake, going in one direction.

Lu Weiman hurriedly asked the boatman to row in the direction guided by the bubbles.

The boatman was the same boatman as before, and he was so frightened that he was about to quit his job, but in the end he heard that there were no casualties, and that he could indeed find no one with a higher pay than this division of labor, so he persevered.

After a long day of manned swimming, everything went as usual, and the original nervousness was also relieved a lot, but as soon as he rested, he met the young man who was on the boat the day before, and told him to just paddle to the center of the lake.

This will look at the situation on the surface of the lake again, and the heart that has not been put down for a long time will become apprehensive again.

The boatman originally wanted to persuade a few words, but when he saw the fierce eyes of the man who was pretending to be a buddy the day before yesterday, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and said in his heart: I knew that I would go home on leave today.

The boatman did not dare to disobey, and paddled his oars in fear in the direction guided by the bubbles.