The bamboo forest is green, the elixir is shining, and everything is so quiet and beautiful under a round of hot sun.

"During your absence, the Black Emperor repeatedly tried on the edge of the medicine garden, and finally stepped into the trap three days ago." Ye Fan shook off his sleeve robe, put his hands behind his back, and wore a green coat like a dusty immortal, he sighed: "It's a pity, I thought he would not be able to bear it for a month at most, but I didn't expect him to hold on for so long." ”

In front of Ye Fan and Su Lin, a black dog taller than a human was wailing in a thunder spring, and he was constantly struggling in the spring water, like a person who had fallen into the water.

In addition to the slurry-like thunder in the spring water, there were also hundreds of sword qi the size of a water tank, and these sword qi had a powerful light power on them, which could almost divide the space into several different areas.

Even if you step into the dragon realm, you can't escape, and in the end you can only get off the fall.

But the big dog had thick skin and a lot of defense, and these attacks could not leave any trace on his shiny black fur, only to make him cry out for pain.

"What's in your hand?" Su Lin glanced at the small wooden barrel that Ye Fan was holding in his hand, there was a strange fragrance in it, which seemed to be the product of the spirit fruit after it was dried.

"Spices, alas, are useless." Ye Fan shook his head, as if he was a little sorry, he missed a peerless delicacy like this, "I'm going to go to the Holy City recently, do you want to go with me?" ”

"Wouldn't I be a light bulb?" Su Lin picked up a spirit fruit and nibbled on it, the sweet and sour juice was refreshing: "Envy, you are all red-faced." ”

"I just want you to be a bodyguard, but if you're so lonely, I can go and tie you up with a saint." Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Excuse me." Su Lin decisively refused, Ye Fan was really capable of doing this kind of thing, and he easily revoked the ban so that the Black Emperor could escape from the Thunder Spring.

"To tell you the truth, I went to the Holy City this time to make money." Ye Fan watched the Black Emperor escape, slumped on the ground and gasped for breath in a happy mood, "Gambling stones, open source, magic medicine, there are a lot of opportunities over there, by the way. You can also expand the market, but you need to do me a favor. ”

"What should I do to open up the market, I am not a shareholder of your Chamber of Commerce." Su Lin asked suspiciously.

What else is needed to sell fakes? Just find a downtown and set up a stall to sell.

"It's not good for me to show my head now, they spread my portrait everywhere, and they have also arranged people who have seen my divine power in the major gathering areas, and the new monks who come to business must show their divine power and verify their identity." Ye Fan was quite helpless, and his tone even carried a feeling of sourness and hardship, and said: "The road is long and long, in the face of this malicious commercial suppression, I have no choice. ”

"Wouldn't you just show up in person?" Su Lin replied, this kind of thing just needs to find an agent.

Ye Fan shook his head, turned his back to face the big sun, looked at the vast sea of clouds around the Water Realm Peak, and said:

"The development of our Shatian Chamber of Commerce has come to a bottleneck period, and it is not a long-term development plan to focus on counterfeiting and low-end monks, nor can it maximize benefits."

"We need transformation and upgrading, and take the road of high-quality development!"

"It needs the endorsement of a strong man, a strong man who has nothing to do with the Holy Sacrament! Then use high-quality real magic weapons to build a reputation, from the wheel sea to the Dao Palace, from the Dao Palace to the four poles, and we will only sell genuine goods in the future. ”

"With enough goodwill, we can set our sights on those dragons and the powers above the dragon realm, and then hehe"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand as if to hold the big sun in his hand, although the back was a young man's seat cover, but it had the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers and holding the sun and the moon in his hand.

In a trance, the fruit in Su Lin's hand fell to the ground with a snap, and he looked at Ye Fan's business overlord-like figure in a daze.

"What's that?" Su Lin hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you remember your future direction?" ”

"Suppress all enemies in the world." Ye Fan opened his mouth and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"The future Heavenly Court shouldn't be a commercial company, right?"

“.”

Su Lin always felt that this painting style that covered the sky was gradually running crooked, since Ye Fan embarked on the road of making money, he rarely killed him, if it wasn't for the big grudge, and not the people who came to chase and kill, he would basically try to save the lives of those disciples of the Holy Land family.

In his words, those are high-quality wrongdoers.

Ye Fan didn't think about it for too long, and he naturally didn't get entangled in the face of Su Lin's question: "I don't care what the future holds, for me, everything I experience now is real." ”

"Even if I can go back in time and space in the future, all worlds were born and died in a single thought, but he is me, I am not him."

"What I can do is to grasp everything in the present, not to fantasize about future achievements, invincible is never waiting to come, but to come out step by step."

Su Lin sighed, worthy of being the protagonist of this era, this kind of Dao heart is very comparable.

"What's more, if you have money, you don't make bastards, why should I fight with those gangsters if I can make money lying down?" Ye Fan said with some disdain:

"When you see a genius, you like to strangle, and a genius who is not on your own side must find a way to strangle."

"I have lived for thousands of years, and I haven't learned anything else, but I have learned four words, bullying the soft and fearing the hard."

"In a holy place, from the Living Buddha to the Rogue Ruffian, there is everything, and the master leads the door to everyone."

Su Lin nodded: "Indeed, this atmosphere is bad enough." ”

As soon as he heard Su Lin mention the atmosphere, Ye Fan was angry and said:

"Do you know how I feel when I look at the sky? Dry frame, dry rack, dry rack, and special is a dry frame, I'll you @! #%。 ”

From Lunhai to the Emperor, everyone's favorite is the dry frame.

"But my painting style is different from yours here, can I do it?" Su Lin knew that there was also the Holy See on the earth that covered the sky, and there were those who played with faith and played with light, but they were essentially the power of the system on this side.

"The style of painting is much different." Ye Fan smiled, this is not a problem at all, "It is not strange which of those paleontological families and descendants has a painting style, the left and right are just different ways." ”

Su Lin thought for a while and agreed: "Cheng." ”

The strength of his current Light God clone is almost between the saint and the saint king, and it is uncertain whether he can beat it or not, anyway, the primeval royal family has not yet entered the world, and those old monsters will not appear on weekdays, so the danger is not great.

"The Black Emperor!" Ye Fan threw the barrel of spices aside and called out to the Black Emperor: "Take out your formation pattern and honor the Emperor." ”

The Black Emperor raised his head weakly and glanced at Ye Fan, he simply closed his eyes and rested without caring about anything, the dog ignored this guy, and decided to hit the emperor.

"Will Emiya Shirou go with you?" Su Lin asked.

"I'm giving him a vacation, and he's going to go back to his hometown." As soon as Ye Fan said this, he saw Su Lin's surprised eyes, and he said helplessly: "I'm not a true devil capitalist, do you really want me to implement a 7 times 24-hour work system?" ”

Su Lin was surprised: "Isn't it? ”

“.”

Ye Fan was too lazy to discuss this issue, diverted the topic, and said: "He should almost go back to rest and rest, if there are no conditions, forget it, if there are conditions, returning to familiar people can better relieve the pressure." ”

"Are you really going to let him go?" The Black Emperor propped himself up and staggered to his feet: "I've heard that kid say a thing or two, their realm is a little dangerous, what if you let him go back?" ”

This is a walking source stone production vein, Ye Fan, this kid is so big-hearted, what if he is accidentally abducted on the road!?

"Nope." The Black Emperor shook his body and ran towards the side: "This emperor has to carve a formation pattern on him!" ”

"Don't mess around!" Ye Fan didn't know that this black dog was actually just looking for an excuse to slip away.

After all, Su Lin was on the side, and after the dead dog recovered his strength, he was afraid that Su Lin would be held responsible, and he ran away on four legs.

"Are you going home?" Ma Xianhong picked up a piece of precision parts and put it in front of his right eye to look carefully, and the faint spots, such as the size of rice grains, carved a seal on this part.

This is Jianfeng, since Ye Fan packed Shuijingfeng back from Su Lin, Weigong Shilang and Ma Xianhong have lived here in a simple place.

Except for the occasional outing, going to the city where the monks gather to see and see this world, the two of them almost stayed in the room of Jian Feng to study refining weapons and practice.

From the materials for refining magic weapons to the resources for daily use, they were completely sufficient, and Ye Fan and the Black Emperor would come over to guide them in terms of cultivation on weekdays.

"Well, I'll be back in about two days." In front of Emiya Shirou was a copy of "Divine Machines and Hundred Refinements", and his hands were refining a small object according to the above method.

Zila

With a puff of black smoke, the small object was completely scrapped.

"Why don't you go back and stay longer?" Ma Xianhong placed the precision parts in his hand in the center of a blue-green hexagonal cube, and the spirit began to flow out from the cracks of this magic weapon.

"Two days is enough, too long may cause accidents." Emiya Shirou glanced at the small object in his hand and threw it into the scrap pile on the side.

Ma Xianhong put the magic weapon on the jade table, walked to the scrap heap, picked up the objects that Weigong Shirou had recently refined, looked at them, and said in a deep voice:

"You're tired, get some rest."

He reached out and snatched a new piece of material from Emiya Shirou's hand and set it aside.

"I'm sorry." Emiya Shirou let out a breath and closed the secret book of the Divine Skill.

"You don't have to apologize, the material is not mine." Ma Xianhong frowned and said, "You don't have to fight so hard. ”

The other party does have some talent, which Ma Xianhong must admit, coupled with his miraculous skill called projection magic, he will definitely have something to do in the way of refining weapons in the future.

Although he is from Dongying, after several months of contact and understanding, Ma Xianhong did not have an aversion to Weigong Shilang, on the contrary, he still has a good impression of Weigong Shilang, and he likes the other party's personality very much.

At least it's better than Zhang Chulan's soft-shelled turtle grandson who sold him here.

The only problem is that this person is working too hard.

As a refiner, although it is not a problem to not eat or drink for a few days and nights when you are inspired, and not to sleep endlessly, it is really not good to squeeze yourself desperately like this when you are still in the learning stage.

Ma Xianhong could see that it was not a hunger for knowledge, nor a fanaticism for the love of refining weapons, but just an act of desperately burning himself in order to achieve his goal.

"Let's get some rest when we get back." Ma Xianhong turned around and summoned a Ruhua and asked the other party to take all the finished products away.

"Where's my empty cry?"

Ma Xianhong walked around the neighborhood and didn't notice where his small lion head magic weapon had gone.

Emiya Shirou rubbed his eyebrows and said, "You weren't there when Xiao Nannan came to play the day before yesterday, and the Black Emperor took it away and sent her." ”

"Oh." Ma Xianhong nodded, if that cute little girl wants it, take it away, just take it, and then refine it.

"Ye Fan gave us a holiday, won't you go back?" Emiya Shirou said to Ma Xianhong.

Preparing for the opening of a new store is the biggest project, and the orders on weekdays are not as much as the preparatory work for the opening of a new store.

"Go back? I didn't have a place to go back. Ma Xianhong picked up a black iron hammer and walked to the stove on the side to start the next job, and the crisp sound of steel clashing ping-pong sounded.

In the kung fu of the god of the palace Shilang, Ma Xianhong continued:

"I was used by Qu Tong to make a self-cultivation furnace for the sake of my lost memories, in order to help myself recover my lost memories."

"But in the end, I found out that my past life was modified by both hands, and Qu Tong is not my sister, so where should I go when I go back?"

"My great-grandfather and grandfather were all hunted down and killed because of the Eight Wonders, and I was the only one left in this vein."

Only then did Emiya Shirou realize that he had actually touched the other party's scar, and bowed his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry." ”

"Don't always be sorry." Ma Xianhong stopped the movement in his hand and looked at Wei Gong Shirou and said, "For me now, I have already accepted all this, and it is not easier for you than me." ”

"Well, then I'll go back and pack my bags first." Emiya Shirou bowed his head and said, "See you later." ”

At the moment when Emiya Shirou was about to step out of the door, Ma Xianhong shouted: "Do you have a dream? Emiya Shirou. ”

Emiya Shirou was a little surprised, but he still turned his head and replied seriously, "I want to be a partner of justice. ”

"Righteous partners? That's good. Ma Xianhong nodded and said, "My ideal is to eliminate the gap between strangers and ordinary people, and to be educated without class." ”

"There was a descendant of the Eight Wonder Skills named Wang Ye who said that my life is cheap, and the person who is trying to do it is too big to afford my ambitions."

"But I don't think so, success is in people, planning is in heaven, if everything is affected by destiny and is destined by God, then what is the meaning."

"My memories can be false, but my dreams are always real!"

Emiya Shirou didn't understand why Ma Xianhong suddenly mentioned his dream, when Ma Xianhong first came, he often sat on the stone and the roof in a daze at the starry sky, not knowing what he was thinking at all, he was like a whirlpool of nothingness at that time.

But now, for the first time in these months, he saw such a shining light in Ma Xianhong's eyes, as if a raging flame was burning.

"Hehe, just let me talk to myself." Ma Xianhong waved his hand and continued to start his next job, "Go back and clean up." ”

"Thank you." Emiya Shirou turned to leave, and a long sword hanging from the wall flew into his hand with a scabbard, it was the first magic weapon he had created himself, and he carried it on his back and closed the door to the refining room.

(End of chapter)