"Okay."

Feng Yuheng nodded, and then raised the cup: "The national teacher is refreshing, I, Feng, am willing to make you a friend." ”

"!"

Raising the cup, he gestured to Feng Yuheng, then drank it all, and then handed the silk book to Feng Yuheng: "Just rub it here, if you want to come to the tools you need, Mr. has prepared them." ”

"Haha, I, Feng Yuheng, never do things that I am not sure of." Feng Yuheng took the silk book and glanced at the absurd meaningfully: "The national teacher is not afraid, did I rub the silk book and go back on my word?" ”

"Will you?" Absurd question.

Feng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, reacted casually, and shook his head with a wry smile: "No." ”

"That's not it."

In this era, Feng is not the only one who understands ancient characters, and Feng Yuheng is not the first choice of the wilderness, even if he is handed over, he will check and screen them one by one.

Another point is that in a clan like the Feng Clan, the ancient script has never been broken, and many of them are proficient in the ancient script, and in their opinion, it is not valuable.

Of course, for other deeper reasons, I don't know, and it is impossible for Feng Yuheng to tell him.

The deal was over, and Feng Yuheng left, leaving behind an old man named Feng Zheng.

Ji Linglong was also left behind.

At the same time, there is also orchid incense that has been left.

"Yang, take the horses down by boat, go down the Danshui River to Pengcheng, then turn to Surabaya, and then go to Qufu."

Talking absurdly, he drew a picture on the ground with the Great Qin Dragon Sparrow: "Go north from Qufu, enter Qi from Ye, climb Mount Tai, and then cross the Great Wall of Qi and go straight to Linzi." ”

"No."

Liang is a treasure and a brilliant person, but he has no intention of staying, and at this moment, for him, it is most important to do business.

"Yang, transfer ten dead soldiers in Qingshuifang."

"No."

Hearing this, Yang Daxi wanted to talk about this matter for a long time, but Huang has always refused. Now when I hear the absurdity, I can't help but rejoice.

Yang was also keenly aware of the dangerous aura.

"Master, is there any danger?" Xiang Li looked solemn and grasped the hilt of the sword.

"I got the news of the silk book, only Xuanqi, Baili Old Man, Li Baige and others know, and we just left Xinzheng."

The eyes of the absurd were full of solemnity, and this time, Feng Yuheng gave him a huge shock, and also made him more wary of these ancient forces.

In just a few days, he came to this play, and before the other person arrived at the beam, the other party had already predicted his prediction, and was waiting for him to be sent to the door in Fengze.

In such a short period of time, it is very difficult to do this, at least now he can't do it at all, unless he uses the power of the Qin State.

"Along the way, I'm afraid that it's not just Feng Yuheng who gets the news, but also other people." Speaking of this, he glanced at the desolate face: "For example, the Mo family." ”

"Family master, this Feng Yuheng is so powerful?" Yang couldn't help but ask, this was the first time he had seen Arashi so cautious since he followed Ara.

Glancing at Yang, he pointed to the wind signs left behind, and said in a deep voice: "Feng Yuheng, there is a high probability that it comes from the ancient Feng clan." ”

Seeing the barren signal, Yang looked at Feng Zheng, and then muttered to himself: "Ancient Feng Clan? ”

As soon as he saw Yang like this, Huang knew that he didn't understand this, so he opened his mouth to explain, saying: "It is rumored that the father of the Fuxi clan, the head of the three emperors and five emperors in ancient times, is the surname Feng. ”

"However, the rumors and records are a little confused, after all, the age is too old, and if one person attains the Tao, he can re-establish one and get a new clan."

"For example, one of the three emperors of ancient times, the Yellow Emperor, when he was born, he was called the Xiong clan, and after becoming the co-master of the human race, he was called the Xuanyuan clan."

Speaking of this, the absurd gaze fell on Feng Zheng's body, which was meaningful, and said: "I just don't know which one of the ten parts of the Feng clan is this Feng Yuheng?" ”

At this moment, as the absurd words fell, a touch of shock appeared on Feng Zheng's old face, which quickly disappeared and converged in the bottom of his eyes.

He couldn't help but glance at the abre.

It just so happened that Araku was also looking at him, looking at each other, each with a meaningful meaning in his eyes.

Feng Zheng was able to remain calm, only because he was old and had experienced a lot, so that the city was deep, but deep down he was still extremely surprised.

Obviously, the young man in front of him knows the Feng clan very well, at least he knows that the Feng clan has ten.

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Feng Zheng smiled and said nothing, some words must not be said, the Feng family has been low-key for countless years, and has long been accustomed to secretly controlling everything.

Their fanfare will change the pattern of the world, which is not good for the Central Plains.

Half a sound, Araku retracted his gaze, he knew that Feng Zheng would not tell him, but the shock that dissipated from Feng Zheng, he saw it.

Take a boat into Danshui, it is summer, the scenery on both sides of the river is picturesque, and the river breeze blows, bringing a burst of coolness, which makes people comfortable.

This time, the hired ship was very large, after all, it carried female dependents, and on the way, it was impossible to arrive without ten days and half a month.

Ji Linglong and Lan Xiang were fiddling with food, Xiang Lidu and Yang had nothing to do, and chatted with the old man who was holding the boat.

The atmosphere on the ship was dreary, and at the bow of the ship, no one dared to come forward, and there, Aramasa followed the wind to learn ancient characters.

The Feng clan has been too long, and the things they have mastered are difficult to find in the Central Plains, and even some things, they are not willing to let others find them.

"Old man Feng, your Feng clan has been inherited for so long, it stands to reason that those silk books are not a secret to you."

He took a sip of tea, looked at the wind, and said, "There are some things that you should know better, after all, you are the ones who have witnessed history." ”

Hearing this, Feng Zheng nodded, shook his head casually, meaningfully, and said, "Boy, you are still too young." ”

"Have you ever seen the real Emperor?"

"The existence of those emperors is amazing, what they left behind, what they don't want people to know, how can we know."

"Does the back hand know?"

"There are some things, don't ask, be your national teacher well, wouldn't it be happy to live a chic life. Sometimes, the secret is too heavy and can crush a person. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Zheng took a deep look at the wilderness, and the old man's sigh sounded: "You and I have a fate, teach you words, you should call the old man a teacher." ”

"I'm going to make an exception today to give you a warning: Do you think what you see is true?"

A gust of wind blew up Ara's hair, and it also made Ara's heart completely messy.

Feng Zheng's words revealed a little too much information, and a lot of it made Huang Du a little silent, and later generations recorded that the Feng family was just a few strokes in the history books.

The vast ancient history has been brushed over in this way, and it is really the Spring and Autumn brushwork.

After being silent for a long time, Araku raised his head to look at Feng Zheng, and said in a low tone: "Old man Feng, one day, I will grow to the point where all secrets are transparent in front of me." ”

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