At this time, the people around who wanted to find an opportunity to talk had already left, and under the sunset, Zhang Huansheng watched Zhu Xiangyu's back disappear alone, touched his hungry stomach, and did not go to the canteen on the boat to eat, but directly took out a few pieces of dry food and cured meat from the storage beads, and devoured them.

Then he took out a huge fluorite from the storage bead and held it in his hand as a light source, lowered his head and continued to study the runes engraved on the deck, until midnight, when he finally returned to his cabin.

With the name of the true disciple of the Spring and Autumn Academy, coupled with the fact that the structure of the ancient magic boat is different from the screenshot of today's sea boats, the residence assigned to Zhang Huansheng by Ah Han is actually very spacious.

But it's a pity that the yellow buds are incense, and the enjoyment of the soft tadola quilt is useless for Zhang Huansheng, who is very interested in inadvertently finding something and wants to explore.

According to his daily habit, after practicing the three fundamental exercises of settling down and establishing one's life several times in turn, he saw that the window had turned white, so he immediately collected his exercises, and hurriedly stood up and walked out of the cabin, wanting to continue to observe the runes on the Dharma boat.

But he accidentally caught a glimpse that Zhu Xiangyu was already standing on the deck in the distance one step earlier, while looking down and studying the ancient gods and talismans on the ground;

While copying it in the void with his fingers, he kept it in his heart.

A flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he was secretly happy in his heart, Zhang Huansheng walked to Zhu Xiangyu's side, and said softly: "Miss Xiangyu is early."

I thought that before the sky was bright, I came out to continue to figure out the magic of the magic boat rune, and I was already a first-class diligent person, but I didn't expect to fall behind you. ”

"But after I finished my cultivation last night, when I closed the window and went to bed, I found that Brother Zhang was still holding fluorite on the deck, studying these runes endlessly," Zhu Xiangyu raised his head when he heard this, and replied with a smile: "It's still above me to be diligent." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Huansheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to compliment Zhu Xiangyu again, but suddenly laughed and waved his hand: "The two of us are so polite and I praise you, and you still respect me It's really numb, and you waste a lot of time."

Let's stop in moderation, get straight to the point, and start talking about what runes you are looking at now, and what kind of doorways you see, okay? ”

"Brother Zhang is really a second person," Zhu Xiangyu was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile and said: "If I speak so straightforwardly, then I will no longer be polite."

Look at this inverted rune under my feet, its shape rushes left and right, and it is full of the danger of the storm changing...", and began to discuss with Zhang Huansheng attentively.

When the two of them were arguing with each other with red faces and red ears, or discussing with each other with tacit understanding, they didn't know that on the highest floor of the pavilion in the center of the flying boat, in a cabin with only one couch, one several, one mirror, and one futon, two old men dressed as non-monks and non-monks, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, were sitting cross-legged opposite each other, looking at them through the treasure realm on the low table.

After a while, a ghostly light suddenly flashed on the edge of the treasure mirror, and the tall fat old man sitting on the couch frowned, and pinched a little on the treasure mirror with one hand.

Suddenly, the image that originally appeared on the mirror changed from Zhang Huansheng and Zhu Xiangyu, who were talking eloquently, to a bird's-eye view of purgatory.

In the vast wilderness, a blizzard has not yet melted, and the white snow and withered weeds are mottled and scattered on the ground, allowing the north wind to blow and blow, giving people an indescribable sense of gloom and coldness.

In this endless, lifeless land, there are countless poor people in ragged clothes, chained into strings by long ropes, and as low as insects and ants, who are staggering slowly.

Behind them, in the middle, barbarian cavalry riding giant wolves could be seen from time to time cruising back and forth, with long whips on their backs, driving them like herds.

Once someone falls and struggles to get up, those brutes often directly draw their knives and cut off their tethered arms, and then skillfully cut off their heads with a backhand, driving the wolf beast under the crotch to devour the corpse into their abdomen.

Seeing this tragic scene, Ren is accustomed to seeing all kinds of life, red dust sorrows and joys, and the short and thin old man among the two elders still can't help but say sadly: "Lead the beast to eat people, lead the beast to eat people, this barbarian in the forest is really not a son of man, and it should be damned!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from the mirror, "Master Qi, Senior Uncle, I just found this army behind the palace of the forest people, and I see that there are not many monks accompanying me, and the troops are not very strong, just in Xijing, Quanguo... It is only more than 500 miles away from where the Dharma Boat is located.

If they are chosen to open the knife, they will be able to catch up with it in the evening today, and it is estimated that my Ahan faction will be the first Xianmen Dao faction in the territory of Xuguo to start a war with the barbarians in the forest. ”

"Today I calculated that it is appropriate to fight, it is better to choose the day than to hit the day, so I will choose them, you can open the sub-disk of the 'Zimu Compass'," the tall fat old man groaned slightly when he heard this, and replied: "In addition, before the war, you were just a 'spy', remember to be far away with those barbarians, and everything was rash. ”

"The disciple will take care of it." Hearing this, the person in the mirror replied respectfully, and then the treasure mirror dimmed, and the mirror changed back to the images of Zhang Huansheng and Zhu Xiangyu talking and laughing.

Looking at the happy smiles of the two, the tall and fat old man suddenly whispered, "Senior brother, can you ask about the origin of these two children?" ”

"That young man's name is Zhang Youxu, and he is a disciple of Senior Brother Mo Wu, and Xu Daoling invited him to help the true disciple of the Spring and Autumn Academy," the short and thin old man seemed to still be thinking about the cruelty of the forest people, and replied with an ugly face: "But the authenticity has not been verified."

That girl, it is said that it is the handkerchief Jiao that Xia Daoli, a disciple of Mo Chun's senior sister, met when she traveled to Hongchen, her name is Zhu Xiangyu, and she only said that she was born in the Yanling family, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Alas, in order to welcome the edicts of the princes and not hurt the foundation of the sect, in the past ten days, our Ahan faction has tried its best to win over people, but those who come at all do not refuse, and I don't know who the head is..."

"Extraordinary times do extraordinary things, the head of the family has his own ideas," Hearing that the short and thin old man wanted to use the topic to play, the tall and fat old man hurriedly interrupted his words, pointed to Zhu Xiangyu in the treasure mirror and said: "Senior brother, don't complain, just remember that if you really catch up with the barbarian army in the forest in the evening, once the war starts, you and I must work together to keep this girl unharmed." ”

"This, why is this," the short and thin old man asked dumbfounded when he heard this: "Even if she is really the descendant of the Yanling Zhu family, she is just an upstart in this dynasty..."

"Her name is Zhu Xiangyu, so she must be surnamed Zhu," the tall old man said with a wry smile: "What if she reverts to her surname?" ”

"Fu surname," the short and thin old man was slightly stunned, "Zhu Xiangyu's surname is Zhu Xiang, Zhu Xiang, Yanling Zhu Xiang!" The voice suddenly became hoarse with panic.