Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Silly child, there are fog walls all around, where can she escape?"

"And then?" Chitose asked.

Later, when I got her back, I still refused to marry. Zheng Yi had no choice but to tie her up and send her to the man's house to get married. The boatman shook his head, "The first few nights passed safely, and we all said that we were all right, but on the evening of the fourth day she escaped again and jumped off the cliff and died." ”

Hearing this, Chitose was silent for a while before asking him, "Can't you marry you?"

"How can that be?" said the boatman's eyes, "the gods said that our ancestors have survived the catastrophe of the extinction of the world, and we must pass on their perseverance and faith from generation to generation, multiply the bloodline, and continue the glory. ”

The gods are so lenient, do humans have to worry about giving birth to children? They also designate a marriage match! Chitose and Saburo both saw this doubt in each other's eyes.

The boy even heard Chitose muttering, "How is this different from breeding pigs?"

"I think Zheng Yi still has five children, and the glory can't be broken. Chitose's voice amplified, and the subject changed, "By the way, have you ever seen the legendary Tree of Life?"

"Yes, in the temple on Crystal Island. The boatman replied, "Every ten years, the best and hardest working people have the opportunity to be appointed by the priests to enter the worship. ”

Speaking of this, Chitose was particularly curious: "What does the tree of life look like?"

"It's big, it's beautiful, it's very tall, it's six or seven stories tall. There is no tree more spectacular than it in the Hidden Nation. The boatman searched his stomach and found no accurate adjectives. But his eyes were full of yearning, "I only saw it once, and then I didn't get a chance to enter the temple again." ”

His tone was full of regret and shame. Yan Saburo guessed that he thought he was not hard enough and good enough to lose the opportunity to make the pilgrimage.

Chitose stretched: "Go back to Crystal Island, it's time to sleep." ”

......

Back in Zhu Xian Building, Yan Saburo could feel that the number of black-robed guests entering and leaving had increased significantly, and announcements were posted in conspicuous places in the building, with only a few big words on them:

Sanssouci Valley opens.

It can be said that everyone rushed to the Hidden Country to enter Sanssouci Valley, so that place should already be very lively.

Yan Saburo had just come back from shopping at the Dongfulao Market, and he didn't plan to join in the fun again, but just knocked on the door of Zhuang Nanjia.

The latter was not there, and his maid came out to answer the door, with a stylized smile, indicating that Zhuang Nanjia had gone out and the destination was unknown.

She has no right to intervene.

Yan Saburo had no choice but to return to his residence and discuss with Chitose:

"Most of the day has passed, is there no movement in Zhuang Nanjia?"

"There was no movement, almost no sound. Speaking of this, Chitose also lowered his face, "The tricky nest spider I secretly put on him, I can't hear half of the voice." ”

They asked Zhuang Nanjia to do something, but they were by no means 100% at ease with him, so Chitose put a little eavesdropping ghost on the fat old man to get some useful information.

I went to find Zheng Yi today for the same consideration. Zhuang Nanjia is not simple, he is by no means just a weak fat old man as he appears on the surface.

"He found out. What Yan Saburo said was an affirmative sentence.

Although the Spider is hidden, it is not undetectable. In the past, He Xiaokite was able to do it, and now it is not surprising that there is one more Zhuang Nanjia.

However, He Xiaoyuan is a poisoner with good means, and she has raised many Gu worms herself, so it is not strange that she can find the treacherous nest spider, but what about Zhuang Nanjia, how can an ordinary old man with a lifespan of a few years also do it?

Chitose muttered, "This trip to the Hidden Shadow is getting more and more interesting. "The event has just begun, and interesting stories have followed.

Yan Saburo didn't care, and after washing, he lay down and fell asleep.

In less than half a cup of tea, Chitose listened to him breathe evenly, apparently sleeping soundly.

......

At dawn, the waiter came to bring breakfast.

In order to protect privacy, many black-robed guests like to dine in their own courtyards, and the official service is obviously very intimate.

The waiter brought the standard two dishes, one soup and one rice.

The local food was very different from Middle-earth, but Tsubazaburo was satisfied.

Not much to say about the dishes, compared with the resplendent appearance of the Tibetan country, the taste of the dishes is very ordinary, and it can't even catch up with the chef skills in his teacher Lian Rongsheng's home.

It has a unique flavor and is far from delicate and coordinated. Worst of all, the local condiments have little to do with the word "sweet".

However, a bowl of mango sticky rice is fragrant, the aroma of coconut is particularly outstanding, and a few drops of soy sauce will increase the sweetness of mango. Sugar is rarely eaten by locals, but fortunately some fruits are naturally sweet.

Another sacred dish is coconut crab soup.

Yan Saburo saw this three-foot-long giant crab show off its power in the market yesterday, but he didn't expect it to become a dish on a plate today. The first time he tasted it, he found that the deliciousness of this thing was better than that of lobster, and after boiling for an hour, the umami in the meat would still not be completely absorbed by the soup.

Chitose was so focused on dealing with the crab claws that he didn't bother to say anything to him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Zhuang Nanjia is here.

Chitose reluctantly washed her hands and went to open the door for him.

This person disappeared overnight, Yan Saburo pounced on him, and now he sent it to the door himself.

When Yan Saburo poured him tea, Chitose also sat down lazily: "You went to Kirin Xuan?"

"Yes, to be entrusted by others is to be faithful. Zhuang Nanjia took a sip of tea and said comfortably, "It's really cold outside, and this old bone is going to freeze." ”

Yan Saburo raised his chin: "How?"

"Young man, I can't hold my breath like this. Then Zhuang Nanjia's smile disappeared, "I went to check, one hundred and twenty years ago, Qilin Xuan did not handle the goods of Cangwu Stone. ”

Yan Saburo frowned, Chitose sat up straight, and his voice was raised three degrees: "What?"

"There is no record of such a thing in Qilin Xuan. Zhuang Nanjia said slowly, "Whether it's buying or selling, no." ”

Chitose stopped doing it: "How is this possible?"

"Could it be that your source is wrong?" Zhuang Nanjia took another sip of tea, "If it is a private transaction in Linlang Market, then it cannot be traced." He asked, "Are you sure this information is reliable?"

Chitose and Tsubazaburo glanced at each other, both lost in thought.

Are the sources reliable? Of course not.

This is the message that King Wei confided after he was arrested, especially when he learned that Yan Saburo was the direct cause of his failure to cross the Red Crossbow Peak, and he hated the young man to the core.

He said that Cangwu Shi was from the Tibetan country, did he lie and wanted Yan Saburo to come here and die for a lifetime?

Extrapolating from the nature of the king, this is also entirely possible.