Xue An has always believed in a point of view, for trustworthy people, if there is anything you want to say, you must say it clearly, don't cause unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles, life is not a bloody soap opera, don't hide everything in your heart and cause tragedy in the end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The next morning, Xue An went to the old man again and told his thoughts firmly. Although the old man still didn't agree very much, he saw Xue An's resolute attitude, and finally nodded. Because of the Bai family or the Longtan Tiger's Den, but the Xue Mansion is not necessarily safe.

The old man of the knife has only one condition, that is, Xue An must return to the Xue Mansion within half a year.

"I've been thinking since you left yesterday, the fact that Hua Meizi was plotted against can be seen that those families have been unscrupulous, even if the Xue Mansion is closed, it may not be able to prevent these reluctant people. You got up late yesterday and got away with it, and if you were there, maybe the assassin bee was coming for you.

Your statement just reminded me that since the Xue Mansion is not safe, then don't let them know where you are. I sent you to Baifu in the name of my mother's family, Mengfu, not only to avoid their plots, but also to answer your thoughts.

It's just that half a year later, your Xue family celebrates the millennium, and you have to come back before that. The old man told his plan.

"But they'll recognize me. Although I am not a famous person in Drifting Snow City, those big families of the city lord will not know my appearance!" Xue An was a little incomprehensible.

"I've been prepared for this. As he spoke, the old man took out a piece of swarthy iron from his back, which was extremely thin and had a slight curvature. The old man of the knife pressed the iron piece on Xue An's face, and there was a cool touch on the skin, but he couldn't feel the hardness of the iron piece.

The old man withdrew his hand, and the iron piece was no longer in his hand. But Xue Anchao touched his face, but it was still soft to the touch, and there was no iron piece in sight.

"Don't touch it, this is a hundred faces, the treasure of the Sun family, of course you can't find any flaws. They thought it was damaged yesterday when I cut it in two with a sword, but after I repaired it, they found that it could still be used, and they didn't expect it. ”

Xue An was surprised, he saw this hundred-sided iron fall to the ground yesterday, and even the unique luster of the treasure was lost, but he didn't expect the old man to be able to repair it, he was very curious:

"I didn't expect you to have such a unique skill, how did you do it?"

"You don't understand, it's complicated, the silk of the sea silkworm of the Crying Bone Sea is melted and the snow water of the thirsty blood mountain range. These are all precious objects that I collected in my early years, and now there are not many left, and I am lucky to have been able to restore them this time. ”

Xue An was curious about what he looked like, and asked the lady in the backyard to borrow a mirror, and when he looked closely, he was surprised. After being modified with a hundred faces, his face is much more beautiful than the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the bun face before Xiaopang, and it can even be said that he is one of the handsome faces.

In addition, after the bone was activated by the old man of the knife, although he didn't notice any changes at the time, when he got up this morning, he found that Xue An's originally burly figure had actually slimmed a little. Under such a change in appearance, ordinary people will never recognize the current Xue An.

"But old man Dao, the face you gave me is too beautiful, let's change it to be low-key, so I'm afraid that people will see the problem." Xue An felt that now was not the time to love beauty, and he didn't want to be seen as flawed because the fake face given to him by the hundred-faced iron was too good-looking.

"It's out of the way, and it can't be changed. I can only repair this hundred-faced iron because of my ancestral craftsman's craftsmanship, and I still have to rely on the secret method of the Sun family to control this hundred-faced iron in detail, I don't know.

What is more important now is that the Xue Mansion must be full of the eyeliner of those big families, and they will be targeted when they go out the front and back doors. Come with me, I have a tunnel in my house that your grandfather dug in his early years, and the exit is very hidden, so it should not be discovered. The old man shook his head, obviously not taking it seriously. He just put the hundred-faced iron on Xue An's face, and now this face is automatically manifested by the hundred-faced iron.

Xue An didn't say anything more, took the letter written by the old man knife to Bai Changgeng, and was led into his house by the old man knife.

The furnishings in the old man's house are very simple, a wooden bed is covered with straw mats, and a large bluestone with smoothed edges and corners is made of a round table, on which are placed a few old porcelain bowls, and there are no chairs.

With a wave of the cane, the porcelain bowls on the table fell lightly to the bed. "Hey!" With a bang, the old man with the knife used all his strength, jumped up from the crutch, and pushed the bluestone table the size of a water tank away by half a meter. A dark hole peeked out from under the bluestone table.

After groping under the bed for a while, the old man put a dusty fluorescent moment into Xue An's hand:

"This tunnel hasn't been used for decades, I'm afraid the fire fold is not easy to use, I don't know what's down there, you just hold your breath and keep running." Remember, don't breathe, for fear that the underground corruption has generated miasma in the past few decades.

Half a year, be sure to come back on time!"

Xue An nodded, signaling that he understood. Turning to look at the dark cavern, he took a deep breath and his heart skipped a beat.

The hole is not deep, but as soon as Xue An landed, there was no light above his head, and it was the old man who had already moved the bluestone table back to block the entrance of the tunnel.

Xue An hurriedly took out the fluorite and ran down the somewhat narrow tunnel. The fluorite light is not strong, and you can only barely see the walls on both sides, but you can't see the feet underneath.

Several times, Xue An was sure that he had stepped on something soft, and there was also something furry on his face, and the cold hairs on his body stood up, not daring to think about what it was. I just want to bury my head in the sky, trying to leave these things behind. Such a violent run regardless of the rhythm made his breath quickly exhausted, although he gritted his teeth stubbornly, but the trachea involuntarily twitched again and again to inhale, and the feeling of suffocation came like a tide.

It wasn't until Xue An almost fainted in front of his eyes that he suddenly came to the end of the road. At this time, Xue An was already difficult to adjust his state, and he hit the wall head-on. With a bang, the wall shattered. When Xue An looked up again, he could already see a small piece of clear blue sky.

Xue An was in a dry well that was not deep, the well was so small that Xue An's hands could not be stretched out at the same time.

It took half a day for Xue An to breathe. Carrying the fluorite back into his arms, Xue An climbed towards the well with his hands and feet. For him, who has awakened his bones, it is not difficult to climb with gravel.

After climbing up, Xue An found that it was a small courtyard, and there were two dilapidated houses at the other end of the courtyard. In front of the room sat a white-haired old woman, washing vegetables in a small basin with trembling hands.

Xue An saw that the old woman didn't notice him, and quietly walked in the direction of the courtyard wall. Covered by a half-broken door, he rolled over and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

It's just that what Xue An didn't expect was that as soon as he got out of the courtyard wall, the old woman who was washing vegetables looked in the direction of the well.

Putting down the basin in her hand, the old woman stood up with difficulty, walked to the edge of the well, and pressed it on a stone brick at the mouth of the well, which did not show anything special, and then the whole well collapsed violently, burying the tunnel when Xue An came.

"It's been fifty years, it's been fifty years, and I've finally finished what Young Master Fan told me. If he had known that I was so obedient, he would have liked me even more. It's a pity that it's too late to be the head mother of the Xue family. ”

The old woman babbled to herself, sat down in front of the house, picked up the basin and washed the vegetables.