Jibei, Xia family.

"Still no news from Miss?"

Xia Tenglong sat on a sunken wooden chair in the South China Sea, not angry.

"Master, the black-clothed people are investigating, ...... are investigating"

Sun Ruzhong stood aside and replied in a low voice.

"Humph!"

Xia Zhengyang snorted coldly and said, "Those old friends, patted their chests and said that they would definitely help find Ming'er, who knows if they did it......"

Sun Ruzhong hesitated and said: "Master, I don't think Miss was kidnapped, but like a ......."

"Like what?"

"It's like hiding from us......"

"Why?"

Sun Ruzhong said in a low voice: "According to the news in black, there was a big explosion in the area of Siwang Pavilion on Nanxiang Road, and Miss's lock talisman is in ......"

Xia Zhengyang's eyes burned and said: "Whether it is hidden or taken away, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Ming'er will be brought back to me intact, do you understand?"

Sun Ruzhong knelt on the ground with a thud: "Yes, yes! The slave knows that he is wrong!"

"Get out!"

Sun Ruzhong was drenched in cold sweat, Xia Zhengyang gave him too much deterrent, and he accidentally committed a taboo.

"Miss is the most important, Miss is the most important......"

After searching for several days without results, Xia Zhengyang's patience has reached the limit. How could he not know that Xia Zhiming might not have been kidnapped?

But the people have been sent out, and the guests have been invited, and what the Xia family wants is an attitude, an attitude of being responsible for the children of the family. After determining that Xia Zhiming was hiding from him, Xia Zhengyang pushed the boat down the river and set up a Hongmen banquet in Wenyang City......

Who is the enemy, who is the friend, and who will affect the future direction of the entire Wenyang Mansion, was arranged by Xia Zhengyang clearly.

Only the Lingxi faction doesn't give itself face, but Xia Zhengyang can't help it.

A hundred years ago, Chen Wuyu accurately evaluated the head of the Xia family: Xia Zhengyang is not a master of overhaul, but an enterprising madman.

As long as he is the head of the Xia family for one day, the Xia family will never stop making brave progress.

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The moon is high, and the wind is warm.

Under the influence of the tributaries of Wuzhou, the air in Wuhe Road is much warmer and humider than in Jibei, and the figures of a man and a woman seem to glow slightly under the moonlight.

There is a bright moon in the sky, and there is also a bright moon on the earth.

The bright moon in the sky is like a beautiful woman, and the beautiful woman on the earth is like a bright moon.

The girl's eyes are like a pair of bright black pearls, blinking and blinking, and the eyelashes are like two small floating brushes. Trimming her eyebrows and nose, pear vortices appeared on her cheeks, and the moonlight hit her face, making her even more soft and jade.

The boy was seven feet tall, wearing a robe with a white jade pattern, with a narrow scar on his face, and his black and dense hair was simply tied in a bun, but there were a few large gold chains hanging around his neck that were slightly out of place.

Zhao Wei scattered money from house to house along the way, throwing out what pearls and jadeite didn't want money, and there was a bunch of gold chains left, and this guy didn't put it in the storage bracelet, so he hung it around his neck, and he looked like a nouveau riche.

The silhouette of the Wu River looms in the night, and the sound of the slow water is like a lullaby of the night, and from time to time a few fish jump up and make a few small splashes.

It's beautiful!

"What do you do all the time?"

Xia Zhiming asked abruptly.

Zhao Tan touched his nose and flatly denied it: "How can there be?" ”

"I don't believe it, you must have done a lot of work, you didn't look at the owner of the pork stall, your mouth made you angry. ”

As soon as she said this, Xia Zhiming wanted to laugh.

"I'm just asking, I'm going to buy eggs, cluck-cluck-"

This bastard, the bullying looks pretty smart-

"Fun, right?"

"Hmmm......"

Why isn't it fun? Xia Zhiming is only fifteen years old, it is the nature of a teenager, although he is determined to be a heroine, but this kind of tricky thing is still not as skilled as hob meat like Zhao Zhi.

It's like the old days, all lived in vain—

She didn't want it to end, she enjoyed this life, but when she thought that she would be arrested by her father and returned to the Xia family after all, Xia Zhiming's expression darkened again.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, she is the smartest daughter of the Xia family, Xia Zhengyang has had the intention of letting her take the helm both openly and secretly, with Xia Zhiming's seven exquisite hearts, how can she not notice it?

Xia Zhiming asked, "Where are we going tomorrow?"

Without waiting for Zhao Zhi to answer, Xia Zhiming said: "Needless to say, you must know when you say it." ”

"Clever. ”

Zhao Tan touched the big gold chain, took the steps that the six relatives did not recognize, and the two glanced at each other and laughed.

Xia Zhiming likes to look at the stars.

When she was a child, she looked at the dark sky, and the dots of light dotted this huge black screen with sparkling and moving. The girl held her little head high in the night, feeling like a carefree puppy.

The two of them simply spread some dry grass on the ground, and lay down in their clothes, after all, it was only in the realm of refining qi, and after a few days of running around and toiling, if they didn't sleep, their bodies would still be unbearable.

Xia Zhiming was very tired, tired, but happy.

Zhao Nao's guy is simply an animal, and he doesn't recognize the bed as soon as he lies down.

Xia Zhiming couldn't sleep, and her eyes flickered like stars in the sky.

"Zhao Xuan—"

Xia Zhiming pushed him.

"Huh?"

Zhao Daguan turned over in a daze and snorted again.

"Zhao Yuan!"

"What for—"

Zhao Qian opened his eyes impatiently and said, "Miss Xia, it's not early, aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy. ”

"You can't have any intentions on me, do you?"

Zhao Cheng looked shocked, shrunk his head, and covered his chest with both hands, looking like a pervert who had seen a girl...... Phew, the girl who saw the pervert.

"Where do you want to go!"

Xia Zhiming twisted Zhao Zhi's ears and turned around, making him grin in pain.

"Miss Xia, let's talk about it tomorrow, you're not sleepy, I'm sleepy. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"I slept—"

"I want to hear stories. ”

“......”

Zhao Cheng looked at the girl with a slightly red face dumbfounded, he wanted to ask: How old are you?

"What are you looking at, can't Miss Ben want to hear the story?"

It's no wonder that Xia Zhiming is unreasonable, it's really that the story told by Zhao Zhi is too interesting and too bizarre, and in the past two days with him, every word Zhao Zhi said made Xia Zhiming curious - this is really an interesting person.

"Okay, okay, Miss Xia has an order, and I, Zhao, dare to disobey my ......."

Zhao Qian scratched his head, what story should he tell this little girl-

Xia Zhiming looked at Zhao Zhi expectantly, only hating that the night was too short, otherwise he would definitely catch him and tell him for three days and three nights.

Pregnant!

Zhao Tan slapped his thigh and said slowly: "I'll tell you a story about the Monkey King......

"The Monkey King?"

"Well, a long, long time ago, the world was divided into four continents, and one of them, Dongsheng Shenzhou, had a place called Huaguo Mountain. There is a stone that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and there is a divine monkey in the spiritual stone of heaven and earth, this divine monkey is amazing, and the world is ...... moving."

In his previous life, Zhao was exiled to Southeast Asia at the age of fifteen, but what has been flowing in his body has always been the blood of China, and this kind of spiritual culture that has been deeply imprinted in his soul since his childhood is the mystery of the ancient civilization of 5,000 years.

The language has changed, the family is gone, but some things that have been passed down for thousands of years have always flowed in his blood, deep in the bone marrow.

The Monkey King who fights the heavens and the earth, the naïve Zhu Bajie, and the chattering Tang Sanzang, these lifelike characters have been heard many times since Zhao was learning to speak.

No matter how long it has passed, it will never be forgotten.

“...... The Monkey King poured urine on the pillar on the edge of the sky, and wrote, 'Monkey King has come here for a visit', and then a somersault of 108,000 miles, and jumped back again......"

“...... In this way, the big hand of the Buddha turned into a five-fingered mountain, and pressed the Monkey King to death in the mortal world for five hundred years. ”

Xia Zhiming exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly asked, "What happened to the Monkey King?"

"Later, ah......"

Zhao Yuan's eyelids kept rolling, and he yawned and said, "I want to know what happens next, and listen to the next decomposition——"

"Ahh

Xia Zhiming pursed her lips and hammered Zhao Zhi, but seeing that Zhao Zhi was so sleepy, she was also tired, and she reluctantly lay on the grass under Zhao Zhi's pleading, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, Xia Zhiming turned into a little monkey who went to heaven and earth, pulling the mustache of the Jade Emperor Lao'er, eating peaches and elixirs, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs of Nantianmen would flee in the wilderness......

As soon as the sky was bright, the small insects in the haystack crawled on Zhao Yuan's nose and woke him up, Zhao Xuan wiped two handfuls and stuck a few sticks of dead grass.

The early morning sun was soft, like a delicate lady with soft movements caressing his face, and the branches and grass were covered with dew, wetting Zhao Yuan's neck.

This guy was wearing an ice silkworm treasure robe, but there was no water on his body, but Xia Zhiming was a little embarrassed, his white robe was yellow, yellow, green and green dyed by withered grass, as if he had fallen from the mountain and rolled.

"Get up!"

Zhao Zhi was not polite to Miss Xia at all, and kicked on Xia Zhiming's buttocks, Miss Xia "sighed", rubbed her eyes, and got up slowly.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Xuan had already walked away.

"Hey, you're not waiting for me!"

Xia Zhiming quickly caught up, and the two embarked on a journey again.

It has walked more than 180 miles from Nanxiang Road, and then goes southwest, and it is not far from the junction of the three continents.

Although it is close to the river and the soil is fertile, this land is not much more desolate than Juwu Road. This kind of "three regardless" realm, except for the smugglers who kill people and grab treasures and the disciples of the Dao Palace who carry out tasks, basically no one has set foot in it.

Although there were few people, there was no shortage of dry bones on the ground, and there were even many living corpses of monks, but they were all stripped away without exception - no one would let go of anything of value.

These monks who died unexpectedly would soon turn into aura and evil energy, nourishing a few spirit plants and soul grass—only the soul body of a monk who had died would turn into a spiritual tide.

The chaos and chasing, the existence of dead people and evil spirits are also important reasons for the desolation of this place.