Night.

In the antique study, a faint sandalwood cigarette is lingering on the flat-headed case.

On the flat-headed case, there are all kinds of brushes hanging neatly on the pen stand, and there is a treasure inkstone lying quietly next to it, and the long cooked rice paper hangs down from both ends of the flat-headed case.

An old man with a slightly hunched back is carrying a large pen on rice paper.

At the screen depicting the great mountains and rivers next to it, there were two figures standing, it was the emaciated Judge He and the second fat.

The two were so far away that they didn't dare to look up.

I don't know how long the old man has been writing, the fat man's waist has been bent lower and lower, the sweat on his head keeps flowing down, and he doesn't dare to stain the carpet, as long as he occasionally carefully straightens his body, let the sweat flow down his face and into his clothes.

The old man finally put down his pen. Looking at his work, he nodded with satisfaction, and was in a good mood!

As soon as the old man's hand was raised, the fat man hurriedly bent his body at ninety degrees, raised the teacup on the table and respectfully presented it to the old man.

The old man poured all the tea directly into his mouth, chewed the tea slowly and said, "Lao He, how is that child lately?

Judge He bowed his head and said, "No, that kid has already sucked the essence of the two old maple trees, and is currently in digestion and dormancy. ”

The old man's left eyebrow rose and said, "If I can sleep until I retire, he wants me to call him grandpa, and I am willing!"

Judge He and the fat man just bowed their heads and didn't dare to pick up.

"Why didn't I feel that life was so difficult before?..."

Judge He glanced at the fat man.

Fat man: "Temple... Your Highness... Those who are protecting the children, there is a girl who was accepted as an apprentice by Miss Mo a few days ago..."

"That ink girl from the Wei family?" the old man asked.

"Exactly... The girl took down the teahouse in a small town at the foot of the mountain in her own name. I was preparing to give the girl a medicine soup house. I'm going to train that girl to become a soup refiner. ”

The old man glanced at Judge He suspiciously, and Judge He immediately said: "According to Miss Mo, what they mean is that their Wei family's medicinal soup is no longer enough to deal with the current situation, but they themselves are unable to update and produce new prescriptions, so they plan to try to see if a miracle will happen to this girl." After all, as long as she watched it, even if she knew the Wei family's prescriptions and refining methods, this girl would forget it when she woke up after a while. If they can really find out something as an outsider, then their Wei family can go for at least a few hundred years. ”

"Heh! this is indeed the girl's style! And there's no risk. ”

Judge He gave the fat man another look, and the fat man continued to talk about the clarity of the monitoring work report in the past few days, including how Bing Lin and the Dao Elder distributed the shares, all of which were very clear.

After listening to this, the old man said: "Remember, in the end, let him try his best to get out of here unconsciously, I originally wanted to design it to make him feel that he owes me a favor, but it is better to have more than one thing." ”

The old man instantly said to the two of them with a serious face: "Yes! Remember, more things are better than less, and don't think that you are smart and make some small moves." In short, when he grows up, let these people around him impress him and make him have to leave. But he can't get caught. ”

"Otherwise, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, even if I am not transferred here, he can still make trouble for you. Then you will not have a bright future. ”

"Your Highness, rest assured, the small ones are measured. Judge He said.

The old man was very relieved, patted Judge He's thin shoulder, and said, "Is there any movement over there in the Black Forest?"

Judge He shook his head and said, "Since the Black Forest side acquiesced in the departure of those people, it has also been quiet, and even the trade fair has declared that it will no longer be held, and everything will be announced. ”

"Looks like the old man is just as tired as I am... It's okay, or I would have to subdue him before he was transferred!"

Judge He and the fat man lowered their heads again and didn't dare to pick up the stubble, this is to win, it will be fought early.

The appearance of a child actually made the two giants of the world recuperate tacitly. It's unbelievable to think about.

The old man seemed to see through Judge He's mind and said, "Old He, don't ask too much about news that has nothing to do with you, this kid is a tinder." When I'm gone, I'll take care of you. Until then, the most important thing is still to find a way to get this kid away quietly, and then close the door!"

Judge He almost bowed his head to the ground, full of words: "Thank you, Your Highness, for lifting up." Your Highness rest assured. This small thing must be the most beautiful with all your heart!"

The old man laughed, picked up the work on the flat-headed case that had dried the ink and said to Lao He: "Mobao gives a confidant." This painting was painted by the old man for five days, and it was integrated into the picture of "Rising and Ascension" that I pursued all my life, and I presented it to Judge He. I hope that Judge He will not let me down a piece of cultivation, and I will rise higher and higher in the future!"

After Judge He swore again and thanked him for his kindness, he withdrew from calligraphy with the fat man.

It was only when he came to his own mansion that Judge He dared to unfold the scroll, only to see five big characters written on it, "Rising Picture"!

Judge He smiled helplessly and shook his head, but he still hung the calligraphy and painting in the bedroom very solemnly, and every time he looked at it, he smiled a little intoxicated.

Lost Mountain.

Before dawn, the Taoist chief had already taken the bearded man to the road from the Black Forest to find the few surviving mercenaries.

The monk stayed behind and continued to weave the Bi Fang feather, while teaching Bing Lin how to get the maximum start-up capital from Wei Xiaomo. And these words were all explained to the monk in advance the night before, and the bearded man had stayed up all night.

But in the monk's mouth, the original almost flawless rhetoric and plan were said by the monk.

The two always chatted and chatted about the regrets and routines of the past.

Lao Feng was still asleep, and after Binglin finished saying what was in her heart, she happily went to meditate and cultivate.

The monk was still clumsily sewing the feather coat. In fact, it is made into a shape similar to the size of a robe. The monk was very patient, whether he rubbed his bald head twice with a blunt needle, and when he was happy, he always hummed some tunes out of tune.

The Taoist was wandering through the jungle with a big beard, and it was unlikely that he would find those mercenaries, who had only known that a few of them were halfway through the Black Forest and the Lost Mountains, and that was all there was to it. Maybe those people are still wandering around the edge of the Black Forest, and they will definitely not be able to reach the entrance to the Corridor Valley before dark.

"These footprints were left three days ago. The bearded man squatted on the ground and said.

Seeing that it was about to get dark, the Taoist chief said, "It seems that there is no hope of finding it today... Binglin and I are going to wake up again tomorrow, so let's go back first. ”

"Dao Chief, are you looking for us?"

A faint voice suddenly sounded, and the Taoist chief and the bearded man looked at the empty jungle everywhere and immediately became vigilant.

"Dao Chief, are you looking for us?"

Michigan: "Who?"

"I robbed you before, do you remember?"

Dao Chang frowned, recalling that this voice was indeed a little like the tall man who had robbed him before, but there was no emotion in his voice, and it sounded very muffled, as if it came out of the glass window.

"Where are you?"

Da Hu vigilantly slowly approached the Dao Chief, looking left and right but finding nothing.

"I... I don't know where it is..."

"My body is still at the entrance to the Black Gallery Valley..."

"Body, you... What happened?" asked the Michigan.

"I... I can't remember the specifics... I vaguely remember wandering with my brothers on the edge of the Black Forest, hearing my former brothers talking on the other side of the mountain, and when we chased after them, there was nothing..."

The bearded man said softly, "Dao Chief, where is this person? ”

"Something must have happened to them..."

The Taoist chief's hands quickly sealed, and he drank: "The sky is clear and the earth is clear, the yin and yang are green, open my eyes, the heart and yang are clear, and the urgency is like a law!"

The surrounding scene turned crimson in the eyes of the Dao Chief, and above the canopy of a tree, a flickering white figure stood.

The body shape and posture are exactly the tall man who robbed before!