A Xianjia ferry boat returning to Canggeng Prefecture docked at a ferry called Fuguidu.

This is the territory of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and it is also a territory where the tragedy and glory of the Great Xuan Dynasty coexist. There is a city in Fuguidu, which is the residence built by the Daxuan Dynasty for the soldiers, and the children of the Mo family are invited to spend a lot of money to build. The city can accommodate 300,000 people.

There is no difference between dignitaries and ordinary people.

A husband returned to the city, every household, the bricks and tiles are the same, the number of bricks and tiles are the same, the layout and interior of the house are also very different, except for the soldiers who live in their own mansions want to spend money to make some decorative changes, such as opening up gardens, building ponds and so on.

In fact, there are also so-called dignitaries and ordinary people in the city.

In the beginning, when the city was built, the Fugui city was divided into areas according to military exploits.

There is a martial temple in the city, which is full of good generals of the past dynasties, and the golden statues of ten generals stand in the martial temple.

The more prominent the soldiers in the city, the closer the mansion is to the martial temple.

It is the belief of all the warriors of the battlefield of Da Xuan, and it is highly respected.

In the early years, not everyone was willing to live in the city.

At the beginning, the elite of Da Xuan who lived here were either poor and poor, and they were not the seeds of study that were unique in ten thousand, let alone have the talent for cultivation.

For them, there may really not be many options in life.

Throwing yourself into the battlefield is an option. Because the Daxuan Dynasty would provide them with shelter and military salaries, so that these men could support their families.

But the people who lived in Fugui City at first were actually a little unable to raise their heads.

Later······ These soldiers of the Daxuan Dynasty who were born in poverty relied on sweat and blood to kill their dignity for themselves.

They are on a rampage, they are invincible, they are invincible, they are unstoppable.

In Canggeng Prefecture, the heroic martial arts of the Xuan army are known to everyone, and the Great Xuan Iron Cavalry is the real place where no armor is left, and there are almost no more brave and good fighting troops than them.

Nowadays, on the contrary, countless soldiers want to live in the city, as if as long as they live here, it is a privilege in itself.

This kind of honor is the glory of returning to the city.

But with the changes of the years, the sadness of this city has gradually been revealed.

It wasn't actually called Husband Returning to the City.

It is precisely because there are too many husbands who do not return. The women of the city will look forward to their husband's return. Over time, no one remembered its former name and called the city Fugui.

There is a bridge in Fugui City, which was originally built to open up the road between this and the other side of the river.

This bridge is 30 zhang wide, from the head of the bridge to the end of the bridge, nearly a mile of road.

The stone lions, which usually appear outside the gates of the mansions of the rich and noble, lie quietly on the left and right sides of the bridge.

It means "cross the bridge and return home".

When the battle was over, the women of the city would join hands on the bridge and look in the direction of the ferry, looking forward to the return of their husbands.

It was still early, and when the Xianjia ferry docked at Fuguidu, the women on the bridge were all looking forward to it, their eyes fixed on the direction of the ferry.

This time.

Disappointment is greater than hope.

The woman who waited on the bridge for her husband's return was less than one percent.

The river under the bridge actually rose a little.

There was a night breeze blowing, and I don't know if it blew away their tears.

A sword fairy, with a black shirt and a sword on his back, hid in the shadows, holding a portrait in his hand, quietly looking at a mother and son on the bridge.

The woman on the bridge walked ninety out of nine.

Those who waited, and those who did not, returned to the city at sunset. The Xianjia ferry that docked at Fuguidu also slowly set sail and left this place.

Those who did not come back before will not come back.

But she and the child were still waiting on the bridge.

He lowered his head and looked at the portrait in his hand again. The painting is a mother and son, and the painter has very poor brushwork, like a ghost drawing, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, and there is no detail at all. But the sword fairy still recognized the mother and son through the crooked tiger head hat.

The two people in the portrait are the two people on the bridge.

The little guy on the bridge, wearing a tiger head hat, looked like he was six or seven years old, with a small pink and white face, and he looked like a little clever ghost.

The woman was obviously carefully dressed up, with light red makeup and a long green dress.

The painter put a lot of effort into the tiger hat, and put a lot of thought into it.

The young sword fairy in a black shirt suddenly turned sideways, raised his palm to his ear, and listened to the words of the two people who had been silent for a long time on the bridge, and suddenly spoke.

"Mother, is Daddy coming back?" the little boy asked with an innocent face.

The woman held the child's hand slightly, did not answer the question, but looked at the sinking night, and whispered, "Yungui." From today on, you are an adult. ”

The child still didn't understand the weight of the word "adult", nodded and asked, "Is it like an adult?"

The mother, who had always been gentle, suddenly glared at him angrily and shouted, "Don't be like your father!"

The child burst into tears, and led the woman to the end of the bridge.

The young sword fairy hiding behind the tree in the distance had an extremely ugly face, and he clenched his fists, remembering a conversation he had with the painting man in the Wind Listening Pavilion when he took the Kunpeng ferry to Taohuadu.

The silver spear Yunfei finished knocking the melon seeds, and suddenly asked the maid of the ferry to bring a pen and paper, and drew very clumsily on the stone table of Tingfeng Pavilion, and while he was drawing a ghost on the paper, he smiled and nagged himself about the shortcomings of the parents, saying how his wife was a little jasper, and how clever his son was.

When he finished painting the portrait of the mother and son, the man also proudly pointed to the indistinguishable person on the portrait, and showed off to the young sword fairy: "This is my lady, how?!"

The young sword immortal could only nod and agree: "What a naturally beautiful little jasper." ”

The sky was getting dark, and watching the mother and son gradually walk away, the black-shirted sword fairy couldn't hold back, but still chose to follow.

He followed them all the way through the streets and alleys of the city where the husband had returned, and walked towards the city for a long time.

Next to a martial temple, I finally saw them push open a door and enter the mansion.

Wen Nian thought about it for a long time, and finally chose to trot up quickly, without using spiritual power, for fear of scaring them.

The sound of hurried footsteps behind her startled the woman, and she turned around suddenly, protecting the child behind her, and looked at the young sword fairy with the sword behind her.

It's a fresh face, not a city man.

When the woman looked at him, she knew that the other party was obviously a mountain man, the so-called mountain immortal master that her husband had mentioned to him, and what kind of sword cultivator.

The woman who mistakenly thought that she was not good at coming had some palpitations inexplicably.

Before her husband returned, the woman, who was already helpless, trembled slightly, but she always stood in front of the child and never took a step back.

Women are weak, but mothers are strong.

Just as she was thinking about whether to shout and attract nearby acquaintances to help, the young sword fairy hugged her fist and said, "Hello sister-in-law, in the next Wen year, Yunfei is my eldest brother." ”

The woman was slightly stunned and asked, "Is it Yunfei's friend?"

She has a good appearance, but the country accent is extremely heavy, and the silver gun Yunfei is a childhood sweetheart, since he was a child, he has been fishing and catching shrimp in the village since he was a child, the two of them are playing together until they are big and small, and then they are at the age of marriage. They are all poor families, and they can be regarded as the right people.

After the two got married, Yunfei wanted to go out to make a living, leaving her alone in the village, never thinking that after he left for a few years, he would already be a centurion when he came back, and he had great military achievements, and he made a special trip to pick up the family to the city.

Lived in a big house and conceived a fat boy.

At that time, she was still a young woman, she was flattered, and when she first arrived at her husband and returned to the city, she didn't understand anything, for fear that her behavior would discredit her husband, who was already a master. Afraid of dragging Yunfei back, he kept his door closed, never contacted his neighbors, and just stayed at the house all day long, washing and cooking, watering flowers and raising fish.

Later, when the child was born, she was even more idle, revolving around the little guy all day long, and she was very busy. I don't have time to talk to people and learn the Yayan of the Daxuan Dynasty. Yunfei didn't mind, he never disliked her.

In his words, "Lao Tzu is a clay leg, and he is very particular about things." ”

Yunfei has been fighting outside all year round and rarely goes home. The two elders are not used to living in the city, and they did not stay for two years but went back to the village, saying that there are many old friends in the village, but there is no one who can dig out their hearts when they return to the city, which is not good.

So in the end, in the huge general's mansion, only she and her children lived.

The General's Mansion is actually not small, he has equipped her with miscellaneous servants and servants, and she can't bear to call them, so she still does everything herself.

They are all from poor families and do not endure it.

Wen Nian was very handy when he lied, and his face did not change and he said without a beat: "Brother Yunfei and I hit it off at first sight, and we are good brothers who worship the master!"

The little fellow, who popped out of behind the woman, with a tiger hat on his head, looked very cute, and when he heard that this man was his father's brother, he couldn't help but wonder to see what his father's brother looked like, whether he was as tall and mighty as his father.

However, I found that although this person was slender, he looked relatively thin and weak, and he didn't expect anything on his body, so he didn't feel how powerful the person in front of him was.

The little guy was still curious and asked, "Then you, like my father, have you ever been on the battlefield and killed the enemy?"

Wen Nian smiled and nodded.

"Since it's Yunfei Robe, let's go in and talk. The woman pushed open the door and led the child inside.

The young sword fairy closed the door of the General's Mansion for her, and her eyes were gloomy and guilty when she turned her back to the mother and son.

The child who was held by his mother's little hand kept looking back at the young sword fairy who was "not very good at fighting" along the way, and the little guy's eyes were clear and bright, clean and clear, without a trace of impurities. However, the more innocent he looked at Wen Nian, the more guilty and annoyed Wen Nian became.

The three of them entered the lobby of the General's Mansion, and the woman spread out her palms and said to Wen Nian: "Sit casually, when Yun Fei was here, he never paid attention to the rules and regulations, you are his brother, and you shouldn't care about these things." ”

At the mention of Yunfei, the woman was a little sad.

Although Yun Fei has lived at home for a relatively small amount of time, he still has hope for life, even if Yun Fei is not by her side, as long as she knows that he can be fed and clothed from afar, it is enough.

It's like now, yin and yang are separated, and it's hard to know his news anymore. Yunfei is over there, who knows if he is doing well or not.

Wen Nian thought that the silver-speared general had shown his disdain for some cumbersome rules in front of him more than once, and in Yunfei's words, some things were "things with empty heads".

The young sword fairy really sat down casually, but as soon as he sat down, he immediately got up and comforted the woman who was secretly wiping her tears: "Sister-in-law, please mourn, the sword has no eyes······"

However, the woman who was still soft-spoken just now instantly seemed to be stimulated by this sentence, and said hoarsely: "The sword has no eyes and a fart, it is because he lacks heart and eyes! If you want to die, you have to go, and there is no man in the world who can fight, why do you want my man to go, why do you want my man to go······ Why ······?"

What are the three women?

asked a distraction realm sword immortal speechlessly, asked with shame, asked so much that he wanted to immediately split the hole in the ground with his sword qi and bury himself in the soil.

The young sword immortal, like a fish in his throat, held back for a long time, and could only hold back a sentence of mourning.

A thousand words are held in the throat, and I can't get out of it.

The countless manuscripts that had been typed on the Xianjia ferry in advance had all turned into nothingness at this moment, and they had all become a ball of waste paper in the chest, useless.

What can a guilty man say to a dead man's wife?

Said that your husband would not have died, but only died to save me?

Said that your husband, in fact, he didn't die from a sword at all, the real death was much more painful than this, before he died, he watched himself being disemboweled, blood flying, and suffering unbearable pain for ordinary people?

Said that your husband, you can completely refuse this mission to support Taoyao Prefecture, you only need to exchange your past military exploits for a no-nothing card, you don't need to participate in such a lifeless war, and even stay in the general's mansion for the rest of your life to accompany your wife and children to enjoy the joy of family, but he really lacks the heart and eyes, and he has to volunteer to go there, and finally end up like this. Yun Fei is really a heartless eye?

When the woman had finished screaming with all her might, tears poured down like a river bursting its banks. didn't wait for her husband to return on the bridge before, and her hard-pressed and suppressed emotions finally couldn't be held back anymore and were out of control.

She leaned over, slumped in her seat, and cried for a long time in front of the child and the young sword fairy.

From the rough waves and hoarseness at the beginning, to the trickle and sobbing at the end.

It is rare for the child to hold her mother's hand sensibly, and constantly comfort her, saying that her mother should not cry, do not cry. Just like his mother used to lull him to sleep, patience is excellent.

It seems that this child named Yungui didn't grow up because of his mother's words, but because of her tears, he grew up overnight.

The woman is crying, the child is persuading, and the sword fairy is watching.

She finally rubbed the corners of her eyes, and she didn't know whether she was tired from crying or dried her tears, and the woman choked up and said, "Actually, I knew that there would be such a day, but I never thought that this day would come so quickly. ”

The woman looked up and saw the young sword fairy standing silently in the hall, helpless like a child who had made a mistake, speechless in the face of his parents' accusations, and could only listen quietly. She said, "Why don't you sit down." ”

Wen Nian's cheeks twitched, squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than her crying, and said, "It's okay, get used to standing, it's comfortable to stand." ”

He didn't have the face to sit.

Standing right now, I really feel a little more comfortable.

No longer caring whether the young sword fairy was sitting or standing, the woman with the pear blossom and the rain gently touched the child's head, and called him to go to sleep in the house first, saying that the child would not grow taller if he slept late.

Yun Gui, who has always been naughty, rarely listened to the reply obediently, answered the hello without crying or making trouble, turned his head and walked out of the lobby, and went to the room in the backyard. As he passed by the young sword immortal who claimed to be his father's brother, the child smiled and waved goodbye to him. Wen Nian also smiled and waved his hand in response, but he didn't feel good in his heart.

After the child was gone, the woman was finally able to speak her heart without any scruples, and the chatterbox, which she had not been able to open for many years, poured out unreservedly in the face of her husband's robe tonight, after learning that her husband would never return.

The woman has talked about the process from knowing Yunfei since she was a child to how she got to where she is today.

It was as if he would always be alive as long as she remembered all this. Even if it's just living in her memories.

"On the night of marriage, I saw that he was covered with scars. At that time, I knew that this centurion was not easy to come by. And this general's mansion was bought by Yunfei with his blood for our mother and son, and I have always cherished all this. Every time the battle was over, and the women of the city stood on the bridge waiting for their husband to return, I thought that I would have the opportunity to stand here and wait for him in the future, and that every time I waited for him, it would not be the last. I watched many people wait for their husbands to return, and I inevitably imagined that one day I would be one of them. I've been scared, scared that day will come. But the day came. She said with a blank face.

Wen Nian couldn't answer, so he could only lower his head lower than the woman, and kept nodding his head, indicating that he was listening.

The young sword immortal may not be a good confidant, but he is a rare listener. Listening attentively to others is far from being as simple as it seems.

In fact, many things in the world are basically to be done, which is easy, but when you have to do it with your heart, it is difficult.

Wen Nian took out a name tag from his arms, he slowly stepped forward, handed the name tag torn off Yun Fei's unformed corpse to the woman who mourned more than her heart died, and slowly said: "Sister-in-law, this is the relic of Yun Fei's eldest brother, it was originally going to be recovered by the imperial court, I took it upon myself to bring it back, you are okay······ It's good to keep a thought. ”

The woman took the name tag from the young sword fairy's hand, her hand trembling slightly.

On the name plate, the seal is engraved with the word Yunfei.

She gently lifted the name tag, closed her eyes and sniffed it closely.

Like a clear sky after rain.

The woman smiled.

It's his taste.

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Wen Nian didn't stay too late in the general's mansion in Fuguicheng, and he still needed to take care of the reputation of a widow, so after handing over Yunfei's name tag to his sister-in-law, he took his leave and left.

Before leaving, he quietly put down thirty stinging coins and hid them under the little one's bed.

Thirty stunning coins is a sky-high amount for any Qi refiner in the world, let alone a woman under the mountain.

This is all Wen Nian's belongings.

But what he owed to that general's mansion was far from being compensated for by thirty stinging dollars.

It may take a young sword immortal a lifetime to repay it.

Wen Nian Yujian hurried to the foot of a mountain outside the city.

The Great Xuan Dynasty would build a common burial mausoleum for the dead soldiers. All those who died in this battle will be buried together. Originally, Yunfei's tomb would also be built together with the rest of the robes, and it would be built in the best mountain range outside the capital of Daxuan

However, Wen Nian took the initiative to ask that Yunfei's tombstone be erected by him in person, and he didn't bother the court.

The young sword immortal hoped that the victorious general who had dedicated his life to the imperial court would be able to be closer to his wife and children after death.

The world has the law of both, and can the family and the country live up to it?

The night was as cold as water, and a black shirt kept waving a hoe and dug a pit on the outskirts of Fugui City.

He took out a palm-sized piece of clothing from his sleeve, which he had torn from the monster's mouth as best he could, and kept it in his sleeve along with the previous nameplate.

Wen Nian wants to build a mound for Yunfei.

He buried the palm-sized rag in the earth, refilled the pit, leaving a small bulge, and took out a pre-prepared stele from his sleeve.

The young sword immortal used his fingers as a sword, and carved a neat and neat small block with sword qi on the stone tablet.

is worthy of the sway, and often wins the tomb of Yunfei.

A black shirt bowed three times to the tombstone.

Then he took off the sword glove hidden in his waist, took a sip of Xianjia wine alone, and remembered the scene when Yun Fei was on his deathbed.

He impulsively wanted to go to save people, but he was defeated by the monster, and after hundreds of rounds of fierce battles, he gradually fell into a disadvantage, and seeing that he was about to fall into a heavy siege, the martial artist held a silver spear, stepped out of his horse, blocked in front of him, and raised his spear to meet the monster who was two realms higher than him.

Wen Nian was firmly locked by a magic weapon similar to a rope tied to immortals at that time, and the natal flying sword was also suppressed in the hole, unable to relieve him.

Yun Fei chose to throw the silver spear in his hand, piercing the rope for him, and caught the enemy with his bare hands.

When he broke out of the siege, the army of the Moluo world had gradually formed an encirclement of the two.

Wen Nian also wanted to fight alongside Yunfei.

The other party took advantage of Wen Nian's inattention, sent him away with a punch, broke away from the enemy formation, and returned to the sword qi shelter of the mausoleum keeper Zhong Yu.

On the way to fly out upside down, Yun Fei, who could only meet the enemy with his fists, laughed heartily.

His voice still echoed in the young sword fairy's mind.

Before Yun Fei died, he only had one sentence.

"You are a sword fairy, not a puppet, you have to live. ”

That sentence dispelled the idea of Wen Nian Edgeworth going back to fight alongside him.

Because when they entered the Yaksha Mountain, the two of them had a remark about "Piff".

Earlier, when he experienced that overwhelming battle, Yun Fei had personally seen the demons on the side of the Sword Worship Pavilion, unscrupulous and cunning on the battlefield, often using the methods of torturing the Terran monks to provoke and deliberately provoke their comrades.

For this reason, Yunfei reminded Wen Nian not to be easily provoked by the monsters in the Demon Luo World.

Yun Fei laughed and said that he was angry, and it was nothing more than five steps of blood splashing.

The Son of Heaven was furious, ambushed millions of corpses, and the blood flowed thousands of miles.

But Wen Jianxian, you are a sword immortal, your anger can't be so worthless and wasted on one or two monsters.

The sword immortal was furious, it couldn't be more than that.

At that time, he asked curiously, what should the anger of the Sword Immortal in General Yunfei's eyes be?

The martial artist of the battlefield who had never even mentioned the long sword, but loved the silver spear in his hand, suddenly a trace of yearning flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the scabbard behind the young sword fairy, and spit out four words softly.

The distinction is clear.

The sword immortal was furious, and these five worlds should be clearly distinguished.

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Snow Inn.

A smiling tiger stood downstairs at the inn with his hands behind his back, smiling and looking up at the four-character plaque above.

The middle-aged shopkeeper opened the door for no reason and asked expressionlessly, "The guest has been standing outside the door for so long, I don't know what he is looking at?"

After speaking, he walked outside the door and stood beside the smiling tiger with a needle hidden in the cotton, standing side by side with him, looking up at the plaque of the Flying Snow Inn together.

Is it that pretty?

Tong Si turned to the side slightly, bowed slightly to the owner of the Flying Snow Inn, and said with a respectful expression: "Contemptible Tong Si, I have seen wealth······ I've seen Master Chai. ”

In the face of this person, even if it is this smiling tiger, he does not dare to make a mistake.

After all, how can a mere mortal wrestle with a god?

is completely different from ordinary qi refiners and mountain immortal masters, but the person in front of him is a true immortal who has a golden body in the temple of the god of wealth and enjoys the incense in the world.

Zheng Guo's fortune is half of the country's fortune, but it is all pinned on the fat man in front of him. In this Zheng country, anyone can be offended, but you can't offend the shopkeeper of this Flying Snow Inn.

Those who know the secret of this, look at the entire Zheng Guo and do not know more than a finger.

Tong Temple is very fortunate that he happens to be one of those fingers.

The middle-aged man snorted listlessly, and glanced at the smiling tiger, "The surname Tong? Zheng Guo seems to have only one Linglong City Tong family, it is said that the people of Linglong City, who are scheming, lie dormant in the temples of countless small vassal countries, and secretly control the national Zuo of these small vassal countries, known as 'half of the Yin and Yang family'. Could it be such a coincidence that the guest is from Linglong City?"

Faced with a righteous god who had been officially enshrined by Zheng Guo, Tong Si didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and he didn't think that he could play any tricks in front of this God of Wealth, so he waved at him again, nodded again and again, and told truthfully: "If you go back to Master Chai, the contemptible person is indeed a person from Linglong City. ”

"Then you can get out. With that, the middle-aged man stepped into the threshold with one foot, intending to close the door.

He wanted to come and sneer at the group of rats in Linglong City, and there were few people in the whole world who liked this group of rats crossing the street. They are the rat feces in "a rat poop spoils a pot of porridge", stirring up a mess of various small vassal states in the world. The black sheep is the best portrayal of Linglong City.

Tong Si shouted nervously: "The God of Wealth stays!"

The figure of the middle-aged shopkeeper flashed, and the next moment, the person at the door, and the person who stepped into the threshold with half a foot, instantly appeared in the alley on the street corner in the distance.

The middle-aged shopkeeper of the Flying Snow Inn pinched the neck of the smiling tiger with a needle in one hand, lifted it high, pressed it against the wall in the alley, and smashed the wall into a concave. His eyes seemed to look at a corpse, and he said in a cold tone, "Want to die?"

Tong Si struggled to squeeze out three words from his throat and corrected his "wrong words" just now.

"Firewood······ Master. ”

He let go.

The smiling tiger fell to the ground in an instant, his back against the wall of the alley, his face was red, his chest was extremely tight, and he kept coughing. Despite this, Tong Si could still have a smile on his face and said, "Master Chai forgive me, it's the villain who is confused for a while." I also look at Mr. Chai, and the adults don't remember the villains. ”

He pulled a piece of gold leaf out of his bosom.

The middle-aged shopkeeper instantly squinted.

This is no ordinary thing.

This object is called incense foil, which carries the highest quality of mortal incense. Only by heartily lighting an incense stick can a truly "incense power" be stripped out of it and enter the body of the deity they serve, becoming the divine power of that deity.

Only the righteous gods of mountains and rivers who have been canonized by secular dynasties, or those who are on the list of hundred immortals and whose names are recorded on the spectrum like middle-aged shopkeepers, are eligible to enjoy the power of mortal incense.

And some of the obscene shrines that the mountain village husbands have privately planned and built, and these mountain spirits and wild monsters enshrined in the obscene shrines that are not recorded in the rituals, although they also know how to use magic, they take the "side door and left road", which is also called the "evil door crooked road". It is usually strictly forbidden by the secular dynasty, and once discovered, the person who built the shrine will be strictly investigated, and the crime will be increased by one degree.

Because the mountain spirits and wild monsters enshrined in these obscene shrines often do not see the light of day, or the means are ruthless, in order to seek incense, they do everything they can, harm people a lot, and can also demagogue. They have their own means to play with ordinary people in applause. The mountain spirits and wild monsters in such obscene shrines not only do not help these secular dynasties at all, but often make people fall into fire and water, and they will also divide the incense of the gods of the mountains and rivers that have been sealed by the secular dynasty for no reason. In more serious cases, it can even affect the national honor of a country.

There are also kind-hearted mountain spirits and wild monsters, who are willing to repay while getting the incense of the world, but this kind of spirit is a minority after all, and there is no one in ten thousand.

And right now, the incense foil taken out by this smiling tiger boy temple is the "power of incense" provided to the gods, but it is not something that can be seen by the mountain spirits and wild monsters in ordinary obscene shrines, and they are even more blessed to consume this thing.

The middle-aged shopkeeper squinted at the rat from Linglong City, and asked in an incomprehensible tone, "What do you mean?"

Tong Si lowered his head, held the incense foil in both hands, slumped in the corner of the wall, respectfully held the incense foil high, raised his hand above his head, and said with a smile: "A little meeting gift from Linglong City, it is not a respect, and I hope that Master Chai can accept it with a smile." ”

And the God of Wealth of Zheng Guo, who was not ranked low even on the Hundred Immortals Spectrum, did not rush to take over the incense foil that was extremely beneficial to him, but bent down slightly, looked at Tong Temple at close range, and looked down at an ordinary man with the posture of a supreme god.

"How do I think your gift will be a hot potato?" he squinted and smiled.

The smiling tiger with a needle hidden in the cotton hurriedly explained: "The villain does have something to ask for, but it will definitely not embarrass Master Chai." The villain wants to ask Master Chai about someone, I just hope that Mr. Chai can solve the villain's doubts, after you finish speaking, the villain will leave after hearing it!"

"Is that all, are you sure it won't make me get into trouble?" the middle-aged shopkeeper tilted his head slightly and looked into Tong Si's eyes.

"The villain promises, all the consequences have nothing to do with Master Chai, I have never been here, I have never met Master Chai, and I have never asked you anything. The smiling Hutong Temple shook his head frantically, his eyes at the moment looked so sincere that he couldn't be more sincere, that is, now find an innocent girl and learn from him according to the gourd, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be more innocent.

It's like, it doesn't mean it's good, it's too much.

The middle-aged shopkeeper still wanted to have fun, so he deliberately asked, "Okay, who do you want to ask, let's hear it." ”

Tong Si was overjoyed, got up with a rolling belt, and said with a smile: "It's a young swordsman, he likes to wear green shirts, by the way, there is a little girl by his side, as far as the villain knows, they live in Master Chai's shop, I wonder if Master Chai can tell one or two?"

He straightened up, smiled and nodded, "Oh, it's him." It doesn't hurt to tell you. ”

After finishing speaking, the incense foil in the palm of the smiling tiger disappeared instantly.

Tong Si was ecstatic in his heart, because this meant that the God of Wealth was willing to speak, he was full of smiles, and his face was wrinkled with laughter, with a flattering expression, making a gesture of listening to his ears, waiting for good news.

The next moment, the middle-aged shopkeeper recalled the jade plaque he had inadvertently seen on the young swordsman in the green shirt before, which read "The Heart Lamp Never Sleeps" and "The Dao Tree Changchun", which was the nightless jade plaque distributed by the Sleepless Mountain, one of the top ten immortal sects in the world, to the elders and sect masters under his sect.

There are only ten in the world.

There is no need to guess the other backgrounds of the young swordsman, just with that nightless jade card, this person is not something that the little Zheng Guoshang Mansion can move.

In the style of doing things with money, the God of Wealth said in a flat tone: "A person who Qiaofu can't afford to mess with, I advise you not to mess around." ”

Tong Si still didn't give up, and planned to ask further, but his next question hadn't been asked yet, just appeared on the heart lake, and was quietly erased by the God of Wealth in front of him.

"Your question was asked, and I answered it. Now,. He flicked his sleeve impatiently.

The next moment, the smiling tiger found that he had been sent to the barren mountains and mountains thousands of miles away.

Tong Si's face was extremely gloomy, and the corners of his mouth twitched.