The purpose of the trio's trip was Qin Ke'er's hometown, a large mountain village located in the southwest of the Huojiao clan's territory, Qinjia Village.

During this trip, there was no trip to Makichizuru's hometown. Because the Mu family is one of the six major families of the Golden Horn Clan, and Mu Qianhe's family is one of the small branches, although it is not a famous family, but the family rules are extremely strict. If she returned, she would have to face the problem of how to introduce the iron slag to her people.

If you say it's an ordinary friend, no one will believe it, but if you say it's a boyfriend, it will cause criticism. It's not that her people dislike Iron Slag, it's precisely because Iron Slag's status is too high, so high that their family can't reach it. For Song Haohe back then, it can barely be said that he is climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, but for the iron slag, it is obviously not Gao Pan, but being a lover. Today's iron slag, even the eldest lady of the main line of the Mu family may not be worthy, let alone her, a small branch.

Qin Ke'er's family is a little different, although her father is the village head, but Qinjia Village is located on the edge of the distant mountains, located in the deep mountains and old forests, and the news is very closed. If you go there, it is estimated that few people know the identity of the iron slag.

It didn't take long for the trio, led by a man from the Far East, to get into an old taxi. From the appearance, this car has at least ten years of history, not only the patent leather has fallen off most of it, indicating that it is also potholes, the only benefit is that it is still clean.

"Great official, this is your first time in the Far East, right?" After the car started, the driver asked enthusiastically. In his opinion, since the other party took the air train and had two big girls by his side, he must be a big man. And the other party doesn't seem to have the philistine spirit of a businessman, he is generous, stands upright, and does not smile, such a temperament can only be a big official.

"Drive your car well, don't ask so much!" Qin Ke'er said strongly. Since she set foot on the land of the Far East, her momentum has skyrocketed, and she is not at all like the timid and lovely person she used to be.

"I said aunt, my mouth is too powerful, I can't get married in the future." The driver said with a wry smile.

"Aunt and grandma can marry or not, what does it have to do with you, drive well, otherwise your money will be deducted!" Qin Ke'er said violently. It's not like the western continent, where you have to be careful about what you say and do.

≤∠dǐng≤∠diǎn≤∠小≤∠ said, .√.o+s_(); "Look at you~" Mu Qianhe leaned to the ears of the iron slag and whispered, "I'm so angry before I get home, my little ass is about to go to the sky, if I get home, then it's okay." ”

"Hmm." Tie Slag glanced at Qin Ke'er obliquely, and replied. After returning to the Far East, her whole body seemed to be alive, and her temper also increased a lot.

"What are you talking about? Are you secretly speaking ill of me? Qin Ke'er raised her eyebrows and asked Mu Qianhe.

"We're talking bad about you little ass, what's wrong?" Mu Qianhe crossed his waist with one hand, raised his chin and said provocatively.

Qin Ke'er suddenly wrinkled her nose, snorted, and then dropped a sentence: "Ignore you!" He shook his head and looked out the window without saying a word.

"Captain~ Before returning to Qinjia Village, you have to find a place to teach this little girl a good lesson, otherwise she will forget her position." Mu Qianhe whispered while stretching out his hand to pinch Qin Ke'er's waist. Between teasing and laughing, I saw her skillfully pinch two taels of tender meat and twist it gently.

"Ahh Qin Ke'er was in pain, instinctively turned around, slapped the hand on his waist hard, and scolded at the same time: "I hate it!" ”

"Great official, you are really blessed." Listening to the commotion behind the car, the driver couldn't help but sigh.

"Huh?" Iron Slag asked casually.

"Our sisters in the Far East are all smart, they can go to the hall and the kitchen, and they can be happy for a lifetime if they marry home." The driver said. It has to be said that his level of flattery is superb.

"Uncle, no matter how nice you say, there is no tip." Logistics officer Qin Keer reminded.

"This ......," the driver said in a sincere tone, "I mean the truth, not for any tip." ”

"Uncle, you go on, she doesn't give it, I'll give it~" Mu Qianhe encouraged.

"Oh, you don't have to give any more money, a gold hammer, enough is enough~" The driver grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and waved it with the other, and said. Then, he bragged again, "Speaking of which, my ancestors are still fortune tellers, I see this great official today, the heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, there seems to be purple qi coming from the east, it is the Heavenly Evil Lone Star......"

"What did you say!" Suddenly, the two women asked in unison.

"Uh...... Wrong, wrong......" The driver hurriedly slapped his mouth and corrected, "It is the blessed star of heaven and earth, and there are endless glory and wealth, gold and silver mountains in this life, and in time, it will be added to the yellow robe, the wives and concubines are in groups, and the children and grandchildren are full of ......."

"What did you say!" The two women protested again.

"Wives and concubines are in pairs, children and grandchildren are full, thousands of generations, and they are co......axing," the quick-witted driver immediately corrected.

About an hour later, the taxi drove through the bustling streets, passed through the ancient buildings of the Far East with Zhu Yong and blue tiles and flying eaves, drove through the ancient houses of the Far East with blue bricks and white tiles, and houses with five ridges and six beasts, and then crossed the stone bridges carved with dragons and phoenixes, and passed by the water pavilions with carved railings and jade bricks and flying phoenixes, and finally came to the center of the capital - Yujing Railway Station.

It's crowded and noisy, with all kinds of people rubbing shoulders and stretching as far as the eye can see.

After getting out of the taxi, the three of them went straight to the ticket hall, and before buying tickets, Qin Keer obediently asked Tie Slag what type of train ticket to buy. Tie Slag asked what tickets there were, Qin Keer counted his fingers and said: "Hard seat, soft seat, hard sleeper, soft sleeper, box." ”

"Hard seat."

Iron slag didn't know much, so he chose the cheapest one, but after getting in the car, he felt terrible pain. First of all, it is noisy, all the Far Easterners speak very loudly, they don't seem to be chatting, more like they are arguing or shouting, especially those Far Eastern aunts, their voices are rough and wild, not only speak quickly, but also chatter non-stop, so noisy that people are about to go insane; The second is that the smell is unbearable, the smell of feet and sweat is forgotten, and some people take poultry and livestock in the car, and a smell of feces and urine permeates the carriage, which makes people almost nauseous; In addition, Far Easterners are overly enthusiastic and like to talk to people. Not long after getting on the bus, an aunt became interested in the iron slag and asked like a cannon: "Young man, where are you from?" How old is this year? Who is your daughter-in-law? It's all so handsome, when will you give birth to a baby? It's not good to be old, and the elderly woman has to be hospitalized and has to be operated on......"

"Auntie, he can't speak." Seeing the iron slag sitting silently, Qin Ke'er hurriedly relieved the siege.

"Oh......" The enthusiastic Far Eastern aunt suddenly nodded her head a few times, and then said, "It turned out to be a mute, I said it earlier, I still wondered why he didn't speak?" Then, she comforted, "Young man, don't be afraid, just find an old military doctor and eat diǎn herbs......"

In the end, the iron slag couldn't bear it anymore, so Mu Qianhe called the conductor and replaced it with a box.

A few minutes later, Iron Slag and the two women sat down on the large sofa and drank the Siren's red wine. Although the vintage is not very good, the Kraken is a Kraken after all, with a pleasant taste and pleasant fragrance. As far as the eye can see, the box is luxuriously decorated, with a carpet with dark red gold patterns, a quaint wooden cabinet against the wall, and a large bed and bathroom.

After drinking for a while, the three of them took a comfortable hot bath. After changing into dry clothes, in this leisurely and comfortable environment, in the unrestrained journey, there are not only beautiful girls to accompany you, but also a big bed on the side, naturally a hearty battle is inevitable......

In the evening, the three of them woke up one after another, not because they didn't want to sleep, but because they were too hungry. From this morning's car to now, they haven't eaten anything. After a simple wash, Tie Slag took the two girls to the high-end dining car, and diǎn a fried meat with green peppers, a bitter gourd omelette, a stir-fried beef with parsley, a stewed chicken with mountain mushrooms, a fried fungus with yams, three pieces of rock sugar pear lotus seed soup, and three bowls of lotus-flavored white rice, and ate them beautifully.

Thanks to the skills of the chef of the Atlantic Mansion, iron slag is now very good at eating, Western cuisine, central cuisine, and Far Eastern cuisine. However, strictly speaking, the cooking skills of the chef selected by You Ge for Iron Slag can only be regarded as average. Otherwise, she wouldn't be working in the canteen on Chuk Long Street. However, the reason why You Ge chose her was because she had worked in the canteen and knew enough dishes. The iron slag comes from the bottom of the Northern Wilderness, and the way of handling food is simple and crude, basically eating it when it is cooked. You Ge wants him to learn to taste a variety of dishes first, and after determining his preferences, he will be replaced by a senior chef.

After dinner, on the way back to the box, when passing by the ordinary food truck, Tie Slag heard someone telling a story, so he walked over with the two girls. As a child, he loved to go to the town's pubs and listen to the stories of passing travelers. Even now that I'm older, I still have this hobby. It's just that he won't be dumbfounded now, squatting next to him stupidly and listening, but will just stay in the corner, drinking a little wine and listening intently.

At this time, in the aisle leading from the ordinary dining car to the soft-seater car, an old man in ragged clothes with a wooden bowl in front of him was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a group of half-grown children.

"Grandpa, did you say that the most powerful person in the world is the Seraphim of the Templar Crusaders?" A child asked.

"Well...... said the old man, with his oil-stained beard, "great is powerful, but not the most powerful." ”

"Is there anything more powerful?" The kid asked.

"Of course, the Seraphim is the title of the mother, and the sword-wielding archangel, that is the title of the master." The old man boasted.

"Wow, that's amazing!" "I'm going to be an archangel with a sword when I grow up." "I don't want to worship the temple anymore, I'm going to the temple." "yes, yes, I'm going to be a Templar." "I'm going to marry the Templar Princess when I grow up." The children shouted excitedly.

"Is there anything more powerful?" The kid didn't tell his dreams like the other kids, but continued to ask.

"Of course, there's also the Lightwing Holy Angel." The old man said.

"It turns out that there is a more powerful ......" "I won't be a sword-wielding archangel anymore, I want to be a light-winged holy angel." "I'm going to be a lightwing angel too," the children cried out.

"Is there anything more powerful?" The calm child asked.

"Of course, as the saying goes, the strong have their own strong hands, and there is a mountain high ......," the old man smiled slightly, touched his beard and said. But in the middle of his words, he pretended not to say any more, which caused the children to shout.

"What's that?" "Say it quickly." "Grandpa, you say." "Say it~"

"I can't sue you ......," the old man put away his smile and pretended to be mysterious.

"Why?" "Sue me~" "Grandpa, what do you say~" "Please, say it~" The children begged.

"You can sue sù, but you must promise grandpa one thing, if you can't do it, grandpa won't say it......" The old man said sternly with a straight face. On that dirty face, there was a little more solemnity.

"What's the matter?" "We promise you." "We are obedient." "Uh-huh~"

"You have to promise Grandpa, you can't tell the adults in the family about the story that Grandpa is telling now." The old man said.

"We don't say." "Mmmmmm~" "We swear that we will never betray grandpa!" "Yes, we swear." The children swore by it.

"Okay, then I'll say it......" The old man touched his beard and said slowly, "In this world, the most powerful and powerful is the ......."

"Holy Wolf Guardian of the Temple of Splendour!" When he said these ten words, his tone suddenly became sonorous and powerful, as if it was filled with endless power.

In an instant, Iron Slag only felt a surge of hot blood in his heart, and he involuntarily clenched his fists.