Giving him dozens of minutes to think about it, Zhuang Nanjia spoke again: "If you want to leave, I'll make some preparations." You are still an inspector, and it is not easy for you to escape from the Hidden Sea Country compared to ordinary civilians. ”

Ming An shook his head slowly: "No, I'm not leaving." ”

"Uncle Ming!" Hu Cheng was stunned, and then shouted, "What a great opportunity, why don't you go!"

"My family is here, and there are so many people with me. There was a dull light in Ming'an's eyes, "I'm leaving, what should they do?"

"I respect your decision. Zhuang Nanjia's face also became serious, "Five years ago, I told you the secret of Hisense Cha, which was discovered by strangers in the world with great effort. ”

Ming An nodded: "You said that the blasphemer Seagod can borrow other people's eyes and ears to steal secrets and find out news!"

"Yes, it's not a divine envoy, it's just an impostor!" Zhuang Nanjia's face was solemn, "Ear-eye synesthesia is its talent. Without it, your days would not be so difficult. I tell you clearly, this trip back to the Hidden Country, I am here for revenge!"

Ming An's eyes froze: "Revenge?"

"I have found out that a public case five years ago was committed by Hisense. Zhuang Nanjia's eyes were full of murder, "I want to settle accounts with it, are you willing to join?"

"Who did it kill you?"

"Dear dear. ”

Ming An clenched his fists: "Do you have a plan?"

"Yes. ”

Knowing that if there was one less ubiquitous watcher, their resistance would not have been so difficult.

......

Yan Saburo left Hu Cheng's house with Zhuang Nanjia and escaped into the woodland again.

There was no one around, and Chitose asked him, "How many truths do you have this time?" If he didn't lie, why did he talk to Yan Saburo and the others in advance and not let them dismantle the stage?

What this guy said to Ming An seemed to be reasonable, but she and Yan Saburo knew part of the truth, so it sounded extremely awkward.

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not, I said what he wanted to hear. Zhuang Nanjia stroked his white beard, "A person like him needs the belief in action." ”

"Besides, I gave him the magic stone so that he could avoid eavesdropping on Hisensecha. As long as he carries this thing, once there is a recipient of the power of hearing and hearing around him, whether the other party is willing or not, whether he is aware of his being spelled or not, the magic stone will remind Ming An. In this way, he will not say things that should not be said, and he will be safe and trustworthy with the priests. Zhuang Nanjia took a long breath, "From this point of view, I saved him and the people around him. ”

The civilian rebellion of the Tibetan Nation has never been a climate, it is a sporadic personal awakening, and then, there is no then. That's because the rebels were captured before they could assemble, deliberate, and form a scale, and the eyes and ears of the so-called gods were everywhere.

Zhuang Nanjia's magic stone left a small spark for the resistance.

Chitose noticed that he never refused to call him "Divine Messenger", but only called him Hixincha.

Zhuang Nanjia's eyes flashed with hatred: "After I left, Hisense immediately began a great purge. Several of my men who had stood firm behind me were killed. I must avenge this revenge!"

So when it comes to "dearest relatives", he hasn't lied. Yan Saburo asked, "Ming'an's father?" But Zhuang Nanjia himself is a remnant of the Hidden Treasure, where did his father know Ming Fu?

If this premise is not right, then the follow-up will not be right.

"Ming'an's father is indeed called Mingfu. Zhuang Nanjia shrugged his shoulders, "In the Lost Tibetan Country ten years ago, his daughter was indeed raped by foreign seafarers. ”

"Is it true that there was a man in his clothes who died beyond recognition?" Chitose then asked, "Is that man Mingfu?"

"Who knows?" Zhuang Nanjia smiled, "People often disappear in the Tibetan Country, and as far as I know, some civilians also secretly disguise themselves as seas. Who's to say that Mingfu won't be one of them?"

"You're such an old liar. Chitose looked at him thoughtfully.

This person only knows a little bit of information about Mingfu, and he can use it casually to get closer to Ming'an. Since his father was kind to him, Ming An's motive for his "repaying the favor" was also more acceptable.

This is called emotional motivation.

But these islanders of the Hidden Country are still too gullible, and Chitose shook his head. Sixty years, according to Zhuang Nanjia, this kindness happened sixty years ago.

People's hearts are fickle, even if there is really a kindness there, after sixty years and three or five generations, it will be diluted as thin as clear water.

Who would risk their lives to come to the Tibetan Kingdom to repay their father's kindness?

Yan Saburo said, "You knew that he refused to escape alone, so you deliberately instigated him to leave the Hidden Country, right?"

"After all these years of my absence, I still have eyeliner in the country of Zang. Zhuang Nanjia said slowly, "According to my observation, he is very hard working and serious, and he will not leave his companions and run away by himself." ”

"Even if I'm hiding a little bit of the truth, it's in good faith. "Now he'll work with us to drag the imposter off his horse, and for him, to me, oh, and you, it's a win-win-win, so why bother with this little trick?"

Yan Saburo suddenly stopped, stared at him and said, "Your ambition is not small, I suddenly have a question." ”

Zhuang Nanjia had a good attitude: "Please speak." ”

The boy was silent.

This time, even Chitose couldn't figure out what he wanted to ask.

After a long time, he said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter." ”

......

Back in Sanssouci Valley, Yan Saburo separated from Zhuang Nanjia. Older people are easily tired, and the latter has long yawned: "Tomorrow is too important, don't you need to recuperate?"

"No, I don't. Yan Saburo said lightly, "Before leaving, I want to visit the Linlang Market again." ”

"Young is capital. Zhuang Nanjia sighed and left.

Yan Saburo turned around and walked towards Linlang Market.

"You're not going to go shopping, are you?" Chitose knew him and knew that he had no love for shopping, just completing the task. In the past few days, they have walked around every corner of this street, so why do they need to go again?

"Not intended. Yan Saburo smiled, "You guess?"

"Guess right, there's a prize?"

"Yes. Yan Saburo was very simply, "Buy you a coconut crab." ”

How did he know she was hungry for crabs?" "I want two, one for roasting and one for frying." ”

"Yes. ”

Chitose's beautiful eyes shone brightly: "You can't hide your little caution from me, you want to go back to Ming'an and Hu Cheng, huh?"

Yan Saburo paused, and turned to the barbecue stall in the center of the street very simply:

"Two crabs. ”

When Chitose had finished his snack to their contentedness, they walked around the corner of the market, dodged into the shadows behind the house, and then went south through the woodland, leaving the market behind in a few moments.