Nian Nu'er floated directly to Mu Yi's side, and her small body leaned on Mu Yi's body, and she didn't speak, looking sullen.

The big slave came to the bedside and wanted to get close to Nian Nu'er, but he looked at Mu Yi worriedly, so he was entangled there.

"Big slave, go to sleep." Nian Nu'er looked at the big slave and stretched out his hand, although the latter was reluctant, he still obediently went to the other side, and then climbed onto the bed, but he turned his head to Nian Nu'er's side, and his eyes tried to close, and he wanted to open them, which looked a little funny.

"What's wrong? Not happy? Mu Yi asked with concern, in fact, he could also imagine that after all, the person Nian Nu'er went to see this time was nominally her grandmother, although Nian Nu'er had become a ghost, and even in her impression, there were not many memories of the old man, but it didn't mean that she didn't feel it and wouldn't be uncomfortable.

"Hmm." Nian Nu'er nodded, by Mu Yi's side, she never hid her emotions, whether she was happy or lost, she would hang on her face.

"After all, she is your grandmother, although you don't remember her, but she always has you in her heart, and even the events of the year have nothing to do with the two old men, so you don't have to take it too seriously." Mu Yi thought for a while and persuaded, in fact, he was not very good at comforting people, because Lao Dao had never comforted him before, no matter what he had on his mind, he had always borne it silently.

It wasn't until he had Nian Nu'er that he learned how to take care of people and how to liberate people.

"I know." Nian Nu'er said that in fact, she was not as ignorant as Mu Yi thought, but when she was with Mu Yi, she would rather not understand anything.

It's just that this time I heard my grandmother talk about a lot of things about her mother's youth, and she was faintly depressed.

"Don't worry, no matter what the future holds, my brother will always be with you." Mu Yi said softly.

"Hmm!" Nian Nu'er nodded her little head vigorously, and the corners of her eyes bent down.

Because of her low mood, Nian Nu'er was not tired of Mu Yi for too long this time, but returned directly to her companion bamboo, and naturally she couldn't do without her when Mu Yi was refining.

Seeing that the light seeping out of the bamboo was faintly stronger, Mu Yi no longer hesitated, and directly cut his fingers and dripped a drop of essence blood.

This drop of essence blood touched the bamboo of the years, and immediately penetrated into it, only to see that the original verdant bamboo body of the bamboo suddenly had a trace of red, and these red were like veins, running through the entire bamboo body.

Mu Yi then wrapped the bamboo with his mental strength, and the light of the bamboo became more and more brilliant, and even dyed the house green.

After Mu Yi slowly sank into it, the eyes that the big slave had pretended to close opened suddenly, and then he got off the bed with his hands and feet and cautiously came to Mu Yi's side.

With the size of a big slave, doing this series of actions is particularly funny, but fortunately, no one has seen all this.

Although Mu Yi fell into the sacrifice, he still left a trace of his mind, he could vaguely sense the approach of the big slave, but he didn't care, because this kind of thing didn't happen once, every time he woke up from the sacrifice, the first thing he saw was the big slave.

During the sacrifice, Mu Yi's mind was open, and wrapped the years bamboo, faintly, he could sense inside, and there seemed to be a space inside, which was somewhat similar to the space in the ghost king's flag, and only the yin spirit ghosts could enter it.

And Nian Nu'er curled up inside at the moment, looking peaceful, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Yi practiced carefully, not slowly, and the heat was just right.

The night passed quickly, and when Mu Yi woke up from the sacrifice the next day, he saw the big slave lying on the side of the bed, pilllowing his head on the bed next to him, and even because he slept too deeply, the bed on the side of his head had been wet with his saliva.

Mu Yi didn't bother him, just put the bamboo in his hand on the bed, and then opened the door and walked out.

At this moment, Mu Yi's face looked a little pale, in addition to the fact that it was because of that drop of essence blood, there was also a night of sacrifice, which was also seriously depleted to his mind, but the strength of his mind recovered relatively quickly, and even this kind of sacrifice could continue to exercise his mind.

It's just that the recovery of essence blood is not so easy, Mu Yi can only be replenished by boxing in the early morning and using body-tonifying drugs, which can only catch up with the consumption of essence blood.

Mu Yi slowly boxed in the courtyard, his boxing technique did not seem to have the slightest power, slowly, and did not even have much strength, but only Mu Yi could experience the artistic conception of boxing, and his mind was immersed in it, quietly feeling his body constantly exhaling with the boxing technique, as if he was really breathing, constantly ingesting the essence of the sun and the moon.

These essences are then replenished into the body to make up for the previous consumption.

After a punch fight, Mu Yi's face had recovered slightly, but if he wanted to return to a normal level, at least until he finished refining the years of bamboo, it was impossible.

Yesterday, Mu Yi had already explained all the things that should be explained, and today, he will also say goodbye to Su Chongshan.

Su Chongshan knew Mu Yi's determination, so he didn't keep it, but the bags behind the big slave bulged a lot, for Su Chongshan's mind, Mu Yi did not refuse, he didn't need those yellow and white vulgar things on Funiu Mountain before, but he couldn't lack this kind of thing when he walked the rivers and lakes.

After Mu Yi said goodbye to Su Chongshan and his party, he boarded the wide carriage, which would send him to Qingjiang Mansion.

Since deciding to take the big slave, Mu Yi has abandoned the idea of going to Quyizhuang on foot, not to mention the distance of this road, the emergency situation on the road alone is enough to delay Mu Yi more time.

He entered the rivers and lakes this time not to break through, but to find people, and the faster the speed at this time, the better.

In this era, if you want to reach a place quickly and with less trouble, the dart game is undoubtedly the best choice.

Mu Yi had already heard that there was a dart bureau in Qingjiang Mansion with good strength, which was also the purpose of his trip.

Quyizhuang, located near Luoyang, used to be Mu Yi and the old road when he walked the rivers and lakes, passed there, but did not stay in Luoyang, so Luoyang is still a strange place for Mu Yi.

And from Lin'an County to Luoyang, the road is not close, fortunately, it is roughly close to the direction of Cangzhou, and it will not deviate too much, which undoubtedly saves Muyi a lot of time.

After Mu Yi rode away, the people in front of the Su Mansion did not disperse for a long time.

"Grandfather, did you say the shepherd would come back?" Su Jinlun couldn't help but ask his grandfather.

"The golden scales are not in the pool, and they are changed by the dragon." Su Chongshan looked at the carriage in the distance and whispered to himself, but everyone next to him heard it clearly.

"The true dragon will soar for nine days, how can it stoop into the pond?"