On the second day, the convoy, which had stayed outside Huanglong City for too long, finally set off again.

Zhao Yan didn't stay in the carriage, but rode a fast horse to Huanglong City again, this time Zhao Yan had a heart, did not take Xia Hua and Chu Chengyuan, but stalked Wanwan to make himself a companion.

Coupled with Sun Tianyang and the elixirs he carried, Zhao Yan was confident that even if he encountered the last time he ran into the streamer, even if it was a low-key grinding time, he could easily grind until the streamer magic failed.

Zhao Yan's purpose for this trip was naturally to investigate the information about the Spirit Blade Long Knife.

The three-hundred-year-old spirit blade long knife, Zhao Yan had already asked everyone around him, including Song Twelve Zhangs and Chu Chengyuan, but everyone said that they didn't know the origin of this sword.

Therefore, Zhao Yan pondered that among the historical materials stored in Langhuan Mansion, there might be information about this spirit blade long knife.

It's a pity that it backfired, and Lang Huan's mansion said that after looking through the historical materials of that time, he did not find a specific record of this spirit blade long knife.

Even, even the original owner of the Spirit Blade Long Knife, that is, the leader of the Lion and Tiger Spirit Cavalry, is only a name that only appears twice in the history books, and it is no different from the little feet of the dragon set A, B, C, and Ding.

However, because of the good relationship between them, Langhuan Mansion also expressed its willingness to conduct a detailed investigation, and once the relevant information was found, it would be urgently reported to Zhao Yanzhi Dao for 800 miles.

Since everyone had promised him so, Zhao Yan was no longer polite, and opened his mouth to ask for help in investigating the information of the Welling Spirit.

Langhuan Mansion originally planned to leave Zhao Yan for a light meal, but Zhao Yan, who needed to make peace with the team, politely declined and led Wanwan and Sun Tianyang to run away.

Last time. Zhao Yan didn't go to eat those special delicacies of Huanglong Mansion, so naturally he couldn't miss it again this time.

Pinch the time. After Zhao Yan ate for a while, he finally left the city satisfied.

Interesting. Zhao Yan, who entered the city last time, walked all the way without anyone paying attention.

But this time, not only did not long after entering the city, there were people sent by the government to follow and protect them, and even about one-third of the passers-by who met by chance changed their eyes to the kind of idols after seeing Zhao Yan's appearance clearly.

Shouldn't it?

Young Master Ben's photogenic rate is not high, and he doesn't go into battle shirtless to tell stories, how can so many people know him?

Zhao Yan was stealing coloring at the same time. was also a little confused, he had completely forgotten that he had stood on the low hill outside Zhujiazhuang, raising his arms and shouting......

In short, after enjoying a round of attention, Zhao Yan, who had eaten enough and bought enough takeaways, finally embarked on the way home to join the convoy.

"Wanwan, I really didn't expect you to be so good at riding, what else is there in this world that you can't do?"

It's like Zhao Yan is on the way back. Like this horse fart, Wanwan riding a jujube red horse is like those prairie children, showing amazing riding skills.

"Zhao Gongzi, don't make fun of the concubine anymore. The equestrian skills of the concubines are not worth mentioning at all. ”

is different from Zhao Yan's amazement, Wanwan feels that her equestrian skills are very ordinary, and she has never been a high-profile person.

"Wanwan you. It's just too modest. Zhao Yan criticized the good night, and then turned his head to look at the tonnage because it was too large. So Sun Tianyang, who had no horse to ride: "Big Brother, do you think Master Qi recognizes this knife?"

"Don't ask my grandson. My grandson will not take this way back. ”

Sun Tianyang is really not stupid, Zhao Yan just started to talk, this guy has completely guessed what Zhao Yan meant, so he didn't wait for Zhao Yan to say it, and took the lead in refusing.

I'll go, don't you know that a monkey who is too clever will be jealous of the heavens?

Zhao Yan pursed his lips and stopped talking helplessly.

If Sun Tianyang is unwilling to make this trip, will it be difficult for him to drive Song Twelve? Not to mention the issue of respecting the old and loving the young, but he owes a lot of money just because of his personal debts.

Forget it, if there are more lice, it will not itch, and if there are more debts, you will not worry......

Zhao Yan decided that after meeting with the brigade, he would talk to Song Twelvezhang, and strive to make Song Twelvezhang nod and agree to help run this leg.

There is no way, this spirit blade long knife is quite valuable, and if you are weak, take it with you, Zhao Yan is really worried that someone will kill him for money, that is, Sun Tianyang and Song Tshizhang, Zhao Yan is a little more relieved.

Well, in fact, Wanwan is also a good candidate, but who makes Wanwan have more important work to do?

After being lazy for more than ten days on the grounds of recuperation, Zhao Yan's daily routine storytelling is about to reopen.

If you don't talk about it again, people's hearts will be scattered, and then the team will not be easy to lead.

And once she started telling stories again, acting as a de facto clerk, how could Zhao Yan leave?

Hey, in the end, there are still too few materials available at hand, if there are so many ten or eight masters who can drive them, where will there be a problem like the current stretch?

With this in mind, Zhao Yan, who rode all the way, saw the waiting convoy at the agreed meeting place.

Compared with Sun Tianyang, who was unwilling to leave, Song Twelve Zhang's arrogance was much better, and after Zhao Yan clearly said the request, he didn't even think about it, so he nodded and agreed.

"Erlang, you have thought it through, this knife is really not suitable for others to send, and I really have to go through this old man!"

Song Twelve Zhang said such words, and took the spirit blade long knife in Zhao Yan's hand.

"Although I don't feel that there is any ominous aura about this knife, but the things related to this fish and that Willing God, I would rather believe it or not, and be careful so that there will be no big mistakes. ”

Obviously, Song Twelvezhang's words expressed a kind reminder and approval.

"Well, that's true, that Willing God is so powerful. ”

Zhao Yan also echoed with feeling.

From ghosts to evil gods, from evil gods to national teachers, from national teachers to the originators of Jiuchu Buddhism, this turn is really gorgeous.

If that were all there was to it, there was ample evidence that the Wise God seemed to be planning some kind of evil plan. If this kind of thing happened elsewhere, Zhao Yan might not be a matter of business. But Zhao Yan, who has experienced so much, can no longer turn a blind eye.

In view of what it did in Huanglong City. This damn Willing God has already threatened Young Master Ben's life plan to the end!

Therefore, we must let those strong people understand the great harm of this Mighty Spirit, and let them come and attack it in groups.

Young Master Ben's skills are almost good, but Young Master Ben can at least go to matchmaking and organize a crusade!

Therefore, Zhao Yan has decided to write his personal experience in the historical phantom into a book with appalling content. Even he has already thought of the title, which is called "Three Hundred Years of Shock".

How's that, such a suspenseful name, as long as it's a little bit of gossip, you'll want to know the content of the road, right?

Hmph, although vampires are a good subject, there will be no Count Dracula in this otherworldly world.

With this happy mood, Zhao Yan took his newly invented pencil. happily started the creation of "Three Hundred Years of Shock".

In order to take the lead, at the beginning, Zhao Yan wrote a new word - "Ask the world, what is love." Straight religion promises life and death. ”

Then, Zhao Yan took this beginning and asked his sister Xinyue to make an evaluation.

You can see it. This sentence touched Jiang Xinyue very much. After holding it for a few minutes, she asked Zhao Yan for the rest of the poem.

"Jiro. That's just the beginning, isn't it?"

Jiang Xinyue's literary attainments are quite high, of course she can feel what this sentence is, but it is just the opening sentence of a poignant poem.

"A few years ago, when I was out and about, I saw a strange thing. I saw a man who killed a wild goose with a bird's net, and then the other goose screamed and died next to his dead partner......"

Zhao Yan once again carried forward the style of Wen Copying Gong, so that Yuan Hao, who really witnessed this matter, could only cry silently on the other side of the earth.

Jiang Xinyue didn't doubt him, she easily constructed a tragic picture of a wild goose being killed, its partner screaming, and then dying of martyrdom in her mind.

"At that time, although I was very moved, the only thing I could do was to buy two geese and bury them under a tree. But now, I've finally come to my senses, so I've been able to write a eulogy for them. ”

Zhao Yan continued to speak, in order to tell the whole words of this song "Touching the Fish", and made up the true lie.

"Erlang, sister, I really didn't misunderstand you. ”

Moved by Dayan's sincere feelings, Jiang Xinyue, whose eyes were red, sighed.

"Ask what the world and love are, and teach life and death to make a promise? Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who is the shadow going to?"

And Zhao Yan, after a slight pause, recited the song "Touching the Fish" in a slightly sad tone.

In fact, Zhao Yan also likes this poem, because it is this poem that makes him understand that it is not only people but also animals who have feelings in the world.

"Happy fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. ”

"You should have words, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?"

Jiang Xinyue, whose eyes were red, repeated the words in a low voice, and then tears flowed down unconsciously.

Zhao Yan hurriedly took out a handkerchief, wanting to wipe away his tears for his sister Xinyue, and then comforted him with warm words, saying that he would never give up his vow.

But before he could raise his hand, Zhao Yan was hugged tightly by Jiang Xinyue.

"Sister Xinyue......"

Zhao Yan could only hug Jiang Xinyue and whisper softly in people's ears, he was actually a little guilty, his original intention was really not to make his sister Xinyue cry.

"Erlang, don't say anything, your sister understands everything. ”

Jiang Xinyue interrupted Zhao Yan and hugged Zhao Yan tighter.

So, Zhao Yan really didn't say anything, but also hugged Jiang Xinyue with both hands, tightly.

The two hugged each other like this, and hugged each other without saying a word, for a long time......

This wonderful feeling made Zhao Yan feel at ease.

"Jiro. ”

Finally, Jiang Xinyue spoke again.

"You said Sister Xinyue, I'm listening. ”

Zhao Yan understood that his own Sister Xinyue had something to say.

"Erlang, my sister will never leave you, I promise ......"

"I'm sorry, my sister thought too much a few days ago, Erlang, you must be worried, right?"

"Erlang, when we go back to Daye City in the future, let's go to the place where you buried the pair of geese and pay tribute to them, okay?"

Jiang Xinyue said with a little chatter.

"Good. ”

Zhao Yan replied without hesitation, what he wanted was such an effect.

Jiang Xinyue rubbed her eyes, and then finally let go of her embrace on Zhao Yan, and then smiled at Zhao Yan with a little embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Erlang, I've delayed you for so long, if you don't delay, I'm afraid you're almost ready to write this "Three Hundred Years of Shocking Love". ”

Jiang Xinyue said.

"There's nothing to do, there's nothing to do, anyway, I'm not in a hurry, it's good to write slowly. Besides, no matter how big the matter is, where can I beat Sister Xinyue who accompanies my family?"

Zhao Yan hurriedly replied, what to say and what not to say at this time, he still understands.

"Poor mouth. Jiang Xinyue glanced at Zhao Yan charmingly, and she said casually: "Erlang, sister also has a table here, you can start writing quickly, even if you write late, it doesn't matter, sister is here...... There are beds too. (To be continued......)