Zhang Daniu can live for a few years, continue the incense, is already alive, and the simple emotions are from the heart. He is already worthy of his ancestors, so he dares to reveal his true feelings so much.

"Brother Niu, this is exactly what I want to tell you. I want you to live at least a hundred more years, but there is a condition, be optimistic about this peach forest, and help me find out who is behind this. You don't have to do it deliberately, just write it down. This can take a long time, and it may even take several generations of your family. Song Pingcun thought about it and still didn't hide his identity as a cultivator, after all, he was also saving Zhang Daniu in the Shennong Sect Medicine Dojo at the beginning.

As soon as he heard that he could live for more than a hundred years, Zhang Daniu's mood was not to mention, not to mention Song Pingcun's request, that is, he was willing to break his arms and legs.

"I also keep you a strand of hair as a token, if I see this thing, I can be sure that it is your descendant, if I return here, to ensure that your descendants are rich and prosperous." Then Song Pingcun asked Hongcui to take out a hundred taels of silver and hand it to Zhang Daniu, not too much, too much would hurt him. With this family capital, at least he knows a little bit about business in this life, and there is no shortage of food and clothing.

"Can the benefactor inform me of the honorific title, I Zhang Da Niu will be worshiped forever and will never break my word." Zhang Daniu didn't know how to thank him, so he could only use the most simple way.

Song Pingcun has a black line on his face, although he knows that the other party is grateful, but in this way, everyone will know. It happened that the jade plate of Shennongzong was useless, so it was destroyed by the transmission formation engraved inside, and there was a word "guest" on the jade card, the jade card was two fingers wide, three inches long, small and easy to collect, and handed it to Zhang Daniu. "Just keep it, it's a token, don't publicize it."

After arranging these, Song Pingcun did not care about the other three villagers on the ground, and instructed Zhang Daniu not to be quiet, got into the carriage, and set off south again.

Perhaps the terrain is gradually flattening, and there are more towns and villages along the way. Ten days later, the slow-moving carriage arrived at a man called la

g) The place of the mountain city, which is the sphere of influence of a second-class sect in the seat of Yuguo.

"Brother Cun, are we going to the city?" Wen Hui saw Hongcui and them driving straight to the city gate, and asked suspiciously.

"Yes! It's rare to see a city, so take a good rest. Song Pingcun was strange, but still explained. After Wenhui took the initiative all the way from the peach forest, she was really like a girl who came out for an outing, but she had to come down to see any place with a good view, but she didn't want to ask this question outside Langshan City.

"Shouldn't you go to Zhiyi Sect to report?" Wen Hui was curious why Song Pingcun was directly preparing to enter the city.

"Wen Mei has an acquaintance in the Zhi Wei Sect?" Song Pingcun wondered why he went to Zhiyizong to report, even if he entered the city to show his identity to the guards of the city lord's mansion, he could be regarded as saying hello.

The conversation between the two did not lower their voices, Wen Keshu, who was walking beside the car, heard it, and hurriedly said: "Gongzi Song, the Zhi Sect is not as strange as other sects, and it is suspicious. Every time the Wen family passes by, they will also send someone to explain it to avoid misunderstanding. ”

"That's it!" Song Pingcun didn't expect that this Zhi Wei Sect would have these unspoken rules that were not prescribed, but he didn't plan to intersect with too many people, he just wanted to find a place where no one could gather spiritual energy or finally return to the Broken Yuan Sect and use the Yuan Stone Mine to raise his realm. After thinking about it, he said, "Forget it, let's rest for two days and leave, and we won't do anything in the city, so we won't bother." ”

Of course, Wen Keshu will not feel inappropriate, all the rules are based on a bottom line, and Miss Liu's realm believes that Zhi Weizong will also be interested.

Wen Hui saw that Song Pingcun didn't care about this, although she felt that something was wrong, but since Song Pingcun felt that it didn't matter, she didn't care. Whether it was Miss Wen or the identity of the sect master of Shennong Sect, Zhi Yi Sect did not dare to do anything to her.

The vehicle slowly drove towards the city gate, and the green clothes showed their waist cards as a disciple of the Yuan Sect, which was a basic operation in the cultivation world. Even if it is to give the managers of the mundane world a face, as long as they do not exceed their duties in the mundane world and oppress ordinary people, the city lord's mansion is generally unwilling to interfere.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion were very respectful, although they didn't know anything about where the Broken Yuan Sect was, maybe they didn't know anything about what level of sect it was, but they behaved with good etiquette. In addition, the two women who drove the car were both delicate and lovely, so they were released very quickly.

Cultivators do not enjoy special treatment when they enter the mundane city, but there are many restrictions, and the sect mutual law treaty is strict for cultivators to take action against ordinary people. Even if there is a dispute, it should be determined according to the law of the local city lord's palace or the ruling royal family.

However, ordinary mortals, no one wants to have disputes with cultivators, no matter what kind of family you are, no matter how powerful you are, after all, there is a huge disparity in power.

The carriage entered the city, and Wen Keshu once came to guide the way, and went straight in a general direction without asking, and found the largest inn in the center of Langshan City, and rented a compound.

Song Pingcun and his entourage settled down, and Hongcui and Green-clothed served Song Pingcun to bathe, which surprised Wen Hui a little. I didn't find it all the way, and I was slightly surprised.

Not to mention that Song Pingcun can completely clean his body now, bathing is completely a formality, the two women are in and out of Song Pingcun's room, their hands are wet, and at first glance they are not just taking a change of clothes. She grew up in the Wen family since she was a child, and before she cultivated, she knew all this.

Twisted and grabbed Liu Yiyi and asked, although she was embarrassed, but after Taolin, she thought that the relationship with Song Pingcun was not ordinary, so she still asked.

"You say this, these two girls have nothing else to do, they just love to serve their sons, these are not things." Liu Yiyi really didn't take these things seriously from beginning to end. And at first, she was doing this, and then it was Hongcui and Green, Song Pingcun's initial realm was still low, and bathing and changing clothes was a common thing, and it slowly became a habit. It's not that Song Pingcun is deliberate, but the habit that the two girls have developed themselves, in daily life, Song Pingcun is probably more lazy than the children of the family, and he hasn't taken care of any trivial matters, so he doesn't care about it.

"So, what about then?" After all, the girl thinks about it in the long run, Wen Hui still asked, she is reserved at this time, and she doesn't know how to get along in the future.

"Later?" Liu Yiyi glanced at Wen Hui, and then she reacted, daring to love this girl and moved her feelings. "Hehe" twice in his heart, and his expression did not change, "Miss Wen, my son-in-law...... Discretion is free. ”

Although Liu Yiyi wanted to say that my son-in-law could not be occupied by you, in the end, she still didn't dare to make a decision for Song Pingcun in advance, so she could only say something.

Wen Hui originally thought that Liu Yiyi had been taking care of Song Pingcun and should be a personal maid, which is not strange in a big family, and she should have some self-assertion. But Liu Yiyi's words made her a little confused, as long as Song Pingcun was happy, she didn't care at all.

Although the strong have the logic of the strong, Song Pingcun doesn't seem to be a strong man now! At this time, she is already so "absurd", so how should she deal with herself in the future.

Wen Hui, who returned to the room, recalled the past ten days of travel, and it seemed that she was really more active, and Song Pingcun was completely passive to accept. Could it be that he feels wrong, or is Song Pingcun's nature like this?

In the evening, Wen Hui excused herself from being tired and did not go to Song Pingcun's room to enjoy the "food", and stayed alone in her room. After thinking about it, he still couldn't calm down, so he took out his green jade flute, put it under his lips, and a song "Water Flows East" came out of the room and resounded in the compound.

In the flute, there is a lot of yearning and expectation, and there is also nostalgia and resentment. Liu Yiyi was just about to close the door of Song Pingcun's room, when she heard the flute and sighed slightly.

"Yiyi, Sister Wen's flute is very emotional, shouldn't she have traveled far away to make her miss home?" Song Pingcun listened silently to the flute for a while, and asked.

Liu Yiyi didn't want to explain what Wen Hui was thinking today, she only said that Wen Hui was a girl after all, which was normal, and if the son didn't have a good response, it was best to let her stay alone for a while.

It's okay if she doesn't say this, Song Pingcun is still a little overwhelmed by Wen Hui's sudden emotions, and this statement gave him an idea.

The whistle in his mouth came from Song Pingcun's house, and the flute sound on Wen Hui's side stopped abruptly, leaving the ethereal whistle lingering in the courtyard.

The whistle sound, which also carries the meaning of longing, but is grander, seems to pierce the night, and the people in the entire inn are driven by this longing, and it is surprisingly quiet. Like the sound of heaven, no one can resist.

The flute, which had stopped for a while, was echoed for the first time at this moment, tactfully and lingeringly, as if it was about to throw itself into the sea, fearless of the waves, even if it was a lonely boat.

Liu Yiyi sighed secretly, he is a stupid son, rebuilding his life, and he is afraid that this love debt will not be avoided.

This night, the whistle and flute did not last long, but the result was that the rough men in the inn stopped their body movements, and their eyes were full of tears, dripping on their snow-white chests, ticking, ticking......