The news that Wang Qizhi survived really brought quite a stir to the disciples of Burial Sword Mountain, how could they not figure out how this kid survived? In any case, no one dared to underestimate this untouchable person from now on.

Back in the thatched hut, Wang Qizhi saw that the yard was already overgrown with weeds, and after he spent an hour cleaning it out, he sat down in front of his mother's grave and said, "Mother, I'm back." Even though he had thoughts ahead of him, he still didn't say it.

After sitting for a while, Wang abandoned and returned to the house to prepare to practice martial arts, now his internal strength has been abolished, and he must restore the original level of martial arts in order to have the ability to protect himself.

In the afternoon, he was going to the door to get some food as before, but there was no taro at the door, replaced by a large pot of rice and a few vegetable leaves on it.

He retrieved the food and returned to the house and laid it on a large rock, which was his table.

Looking at a large pot full of rice, Wang Qi's heart was speechless for a while, it seems that this world is really respected by the strong, if you are strong, no matter what your identity is, others will respect you and be afraid of you, it's ridiculous!

He was just about to pinch the food in the basin with his hand and put it into his mouth, but a figure came in the courtyard.

After this person dodged the eyes of the guarding disciples, he jumped into the courtyard, and then he used the mantra to recite the mantra, and with a wave of his big hand, a transparent shield seemed to appear around the courtyard, and the outside could not see the situation inside at all, and then he was ready to swagger into the thatched house.

As soon as Wang Qizhi swallowed the rice into his stomach, he found that the door of the house opened with a "squeak", and he saw a fat man with a fat body walking in, about the same age as Wang Qizhi, and he was wearing the white clothes of the inner disciple, and there was fat on his chubby face shaking every step he took.

When he saw this person, Wang Qizhi immediately became alert, stood up and rebuked, "Who are you? It's too unruly to break into someone's house quietly! ”

The little fat man waved his hand to signal that Wang Qizhi did not want to be nervous, and explained that he was not a bad person, and after hearing about the latter's deeds, he admired it in his heart, and wanted to come and see, and also ran to the grave of Wang Qizhi's mother to worship.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qizhi felt a little inexplicable, where did this blame the boy, he was so rude, so he shouted loudly outside, wanting those guards and disciples to hear, and forked this person out, but there was still no response after shouting for a long time.

The boy stood up and walked into the room like a nobody, muttering as he went, "Simple, it's so simple, how have you spent all these years?" ”

Wang Qizhi walked into the room and asked again, "Who are you?" What is the purpose of being here? ”

The little fat man began to introduce himself, "I have the same surname as you, my name is Yidan, others call me Wang Erdan, I am an inner disciple here, I heard that you are back, so I want to come to visit you, the great hero." ”

Who knew that Wang Qizhi didn't accept this person's love at all, pointed to the gate, and two words popped out of his mouth: "Get out!" ”

Why didn't Wang Yishan expect this guy to have such a strange temper, why did he come up and leave by himself? Even if something is wrong, this guy has to give it a chance, right? This little fat man has nothing else, but he is thick-skinned, no matter what this guy says, he doesn't go out, he has to make friends with this hero.

"Don't mind! I am here for your great name, and you are the only one in the world who dares to fight Wei Buyi so badly, which really makes me admire. ”

Wang Qizhi glanced at this guy, and saw that he couldn't get rid of him, so he didn't speak, and continued to eat his own food with his head down.

Seeing that Wang Qizhi ate so simply, the little fat man took out a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves from his sleeve and put it on the stone, took out a few packets of food, and said, "I don't have any food, so let's eat together." ”

After the little fat man sat down, he took out a small flask and drank it to himself.

Wang Qizhi looked at the vegetables on the stone, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and was actually a little anxious, "What do you want to do?" ”

Wang Yidan saw that this guy actually took the initiative to talk to him, and he was extremely happy in his heart, and said: "I still say the same thing, that is, I admire your strength to dare to challenge the power, bullshit pariah, if you make Lao Tzu unhappy, even the emperor Lao Tzu will be beaten!" ”

It seems that this kid is not a bad person, he is poor and white, and the thief shook his head when he saw it, not to mention that he would plot against himself.

Wang Qizhi suddenly remembered something and asked, "What have you done in this courtyard, no matter how loudly I shout, why can't those guards and disciples hear it at all?" ”

The little fat man smiled: "I used internal force to lay a layer of enchantment here, blocking any movement inside, so they can't see anything inside." ”

Wang Qizhi nodded, I didn't expect there to be such strange martial arts in the world?

The little fat man stayed until late at night before leaving, and told Wang Qizhi a lot of things outside, which also opened his eyes.

Late at night, in the Jizhou Palace, in a study, a fifty-year-old man sat next to the bookcase and was writing, he was relatively strong, with a full beard, and his face seemed to be full of murderous energy.

Not far from the door, a man dressed as a nightkin knelt on one knee, "Prime Minister, that kid is fine, back in the thatched hut." ”

Hearing this, Wei Meng's brows furrowed, and then he returned to normal, he found a trace of unusual aura from this matter, which must not be a coincidence.

He ordered the man dressed as a night walker: "Continue to check on me, and once you find anything unusual about Zhao Shouyang, report it immediately!" ”

"Yes!" The man dressed as a nightkin finished his sentence and vanished into place.

In the next ten days, Wang Yidan's little fat man went to Wang Qizhi every day, and the latter gradually relaxed his vigilance and called him a friend.

Suddenly, one day Wang Yidan came to the courtyard and said to Wang Qizhi, "I'm leaving." ”

Wang Qizhi was puzzled: "Did something happen?" ”

Wang Yishan shook his head and said, "I don't know, my father just asked me to go back quickly, this burial sword mountain is going to have a huge change." ”

Hearing this news, Wang Qi's heart did not have much turmoil, the accident in the Burial Sword Mountain was related to him, he was just an abandoned son, it was a big deal to leave here, where could he not tolerate a nameless boy.

Gently patting Wang Qizhi on the shoulder, Wang Yishan said: "Actually, I also want to take you away, but my father doesn't agree with anything, so you must protect yourself and don't die here." ”

Wang Qizhi was also surprised, what did these two people do with these things? It's like parting with life and death.