The child's face turned from flushed to flat, and his breathing changed from rapid to calm.

The little boy felt the power flowing in his body, like a gust of warm wind, blowing comfortably, he stretched his waist, and his whole body relaxed.

Xu Changan could see that the child had also undergone a washing of the muscles and marrow, although he was not as thorough as he was on Yunmeng Mountain, but the child's qualifications were not bad in the first place, so the effect looked similar.

The boy seems to have forgotten his previous unhappiness.

He respectfully bowed to Zhao Tianhao three times, thought about it and knelt in front of the coffin.

"Master, in order to ensure Master's peace under the Nine Springs, disciple Chen Liangtong dared to move Master underground and forgive his sins. ”

After saying that, he kowtowed three more times.

Xu Changan was more and more impressed with the little boy, he didn't expect that after the little boy who could only eat rock sugar gourd left Chai Xintong, he would become so smart and wise, and he considered the problem more comprehensively than them.

Xiao Tong seemed to know what Xu Changan was thinking, turned his head, and said with a shy smile: "Mr. Xiao said that with him, I just need to be a fool, and he will help me block anything if there is anything." ”

"Of course, the little gentleman will. The boy bared his white teeth.

Fan Bufu lowered his head, his hair was scattered, and he didn't say a word.

Xu Changan saw the state of the little boy, gently stroked the top of his head and said, "Don't worry, what you lost, Mr. Xiao will definitely help you get it back." ”

Su Qing was holding a short knife, wearing a white mink, his expression was cold, and he was completely a cold nobleman.

"The matter of Confucius Temple, the juniors of Confucius Temple, I naturally have to watch it. ”

Xu Changan smiled faintly, along the way, he also knew that this master's temper seemed to be like an iceberg, but every time he had a problem, what he said and did was like a flame under the ice.

It looks cold, but it's warm.

Fan Busu lowered his head and said in an inaudible voice, "Me too." ”

Since Wang Zihan got the diamond-shaped stone, he didn't say much, as if he was thinking about something, and hugged Xiaobai steadily.

Xu Changan helped Xiao Tong gently take out the bones, and after Xu Chang'an's reminder, Xiao Tong lifted the board of the coffin, asked Xu Changan and Su Qing to help make a simple box, and then put the bones in, stuffing it with the package that had been torn before, of course, Xu Changan also contributed a robe to ensure that no matter how he moved, the bones would not be damaged. Finally, the boy put the box on the ground and knelt down.

"Master, forgive me, this place is cold, if the master is buried here, the master will inevitably suffer from flooding, so please ask the master to move first, and after going out, he will definitely find a feng shui treasure for the master. After finishing speaking, he looked at the pool, and then glanced at Xu Changan gratefully.

If it weren't for Xu Changan's reminder, he would probably have hastily buried Zhao Tianhao on the spot.

When everything was ready, the little boy put the box on his back, picked up the wolf halberd, and was in good spirits.

Because Xiao Tong's strength has been improved, and Xiao Tong's knowledge of Shozuka is better than everyone present, so the next journey will be led by Xiao Tong.

Following Xiao Tong was Wang Zihan who was holding Xiaobai, followed by Xu Changan and Su Qing, Xu Changan's intention of this arrangement was obvious, they were not afraid of the traps ahead, they were afraid of the enemies behind.

Fan Bufu lowered his head and was about to follow, but he was stopped at the entrance of the cave by Su Qing and Xu Changan.

Fan Bufu was a little angry: "What do you mean by this?!"

Su Qing glanced at Xu Chang'an, and he didn't bother to talk about these questions.

"Although General Zhao's remains have been taken away by us, his armor is still here, so I implore the old gentleman to take care of it here. ”

Fan Busu naturally knew what Xu Changan meant, where was the need to take care of the armor, and he obviously didn't trust him.

At this moment, he seemed to be even older, and his back was a little stiffer.

After a long silence, he finally asked the question: "This...... Is that his decision?" he said, looking ahead.

Xu Changan was a little unbearable, sighed and said lightly: "Whose decision doesn't matter, he made his position without stopping it." Xu Changan thought about it, although that sentence was a little cruel, but he still said it: "Senior, the teacher values morality." ”

At this moment, Fan Busu seemed to be dozens of years old, and his back was heavily pressed down by this sentence.

He smiled sadly: "Thank you, I know, I'll wait here for you to come back." ”

He looked at the backs of Su Qing and Xu Changan from a distance, and kept repeating that sentence in his mouth.

"Teacher, put morality first!"

......

This year's wind and snow came late, and it was also urgent.

A carriage hurried to Ling'an Mansion with snow, and after staying for a long time, he didn't care about the heavy snow, so he drove towards Zhenman's Mansion on the snow.

Ice carved jade trees, snow falling from the sky, in the evening, the icicles hanging from the branches are illuminated by torches, glowing faintly.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

A woman's question came from inside the car, "Why did you stop?"

The driver who drove the car knew that these people were uncles, and he had closed down in the cold winter and was no longer driving the car, but the knives of these people were directly on his neck, and he couldn't help but disagree.

He only hoped that this trip would be safe and sound.

"Road...... Middle ...... Lying a man. ”

The curtain of the door was opened, and a cold wind suddenly penetrated in, and a woman dressed in purple stood up.

"Just go over!" Do you know, I can't delay it when I wait for a big deal!" The coachman's hand began to tremble as he looked at the man, and as soon as he raised his whip, a life was gone.

"Rubbish!" the woman scolded, reaching out to snatch the whip.

"Is it really so urgent?" came the man's voice from the carriage, a little lazy, and the woman snorted coldly, put down the horsewhip, and did not speak.

A middle-aged man in a robe but wearing a thin green shirt walked out, took the torch that was inserted in the car for exploration, stepped on the snow and "creaked", and looked at the man lying in the middle of the road.

A thin man, dressed in a single coat, lay unconscious on the ground, his face was already chapped, his mouth was swollen and grayish-black, his lips were cracked and there were many small beads of blood coming out.

He sighed, it seemed that the man was frostbitten.

He walked back through the snow and reached out directly to the woman in the purple robe.

"Money!" the woman snorted coldly and threw him a money bag.

He handed the money bag to the coachman: "Little brother, it is only a few dozen miles away from Ling'an Mansion this time, so please take that brother back to Ling'an Mansion and find him a medical clinic for treatment." As he spoke, he took the coachman's hand and put the money bag in.

Before the coachman could speak, the woman in the purple robe immediately shouted, "You let the coachman go, who will drive the car?"

He glanced at the four women and said coldly: "Remember, your master is a nobleman, you are at most a maid, and you can't catch a car?"

The woman in purple clenched her fists tightly, thinking of her master's instructions, and finally could only slowly let go.

When the coachman saw this, he took the money bag and got out of the carriage in case of amnesty.

He thought for a moment, stopped the coachman, and looked at the hand stove in the hands of the four women.

The leading woman snorted coldly and threw out the hand stove, he smiled slightly, not annoyed, and took the beautifully made hand stove with the official mark.

He suddenly said in a deep voice: "You remember, after sending this person to the medical hall in Ling'an Mansion, take this hand stove to the yamen, and tell them which medical hall this person is in, if I wait for me to come back and can't find this person, the consequences will be ......."

When the coachman heard this, he immediately knelt down and said, "The little one knows, please rest assured, master, I will never leave this person behind, if this person has a little difference, the small one ...... Small ......"

The coachman himself was a rough man and illiterate, and he couldn't even swear in such a hurry. However, looking at the middle-aged man with wide-eyed eyes, he still said it in a hurry: "If this person has a little difference, the little baby has no asshole!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man tried hard to hold back his laughter, but still waved his hand, and the coachman didn't say a word, and the frostbitten man on his back walked towards Ling'an Mansion.

After a lot of scrambling with several women, he decided to drive himself.

The wind and snow are getting heavier, and they are getting closer and closer to Zhenmanfu.

After a few days and nights, the carriage slowly stopped in front of a house with three big characters written on the plaque of the house: "General's Mansion"!

The four women handed out a sign, and the little maid immediately opened the door when he saw the sign.

The middle-aged man stopped the four women who were about to get out of the car, and walked with steps, regardless of whether he disturbed the people in the house, and shouted loudly: "You need to add clothes in the cold winter, and you can listen to the wind in the warm summer." Old General Xu, Chen Ping is sending grain and grass!"

The old general, who was practicing calligraphy, paused for a moment, looked at the middle-aged man who walked in, and shouted coldly: "I didn't expect that Chen Ping, who is arrogant, will also bend his waist for five buckets of rice." ”

Chen Ping smiled faintly and said: "Chen naturally knows the general's position, this dispute between the royal concubines has always been as bloody as the battlefield, but what if Chen has a way to turn this batch of extra grain and grass into the Holy Emperor's gift?"

The old general's eyes flashed with essence, and he hurriedly asked, "Do you Chen Ping really have a way?"