It was almost more than fifty miles from the place where he met the two servants in the Yin Mansion to Soft-Shelled Turtle County, but under Zhou Qing's ghost-like hurry, in less than half an hour, his figure appeared on the edge of Soft-Shelled Turtle County.

At this time, although it was already night, tonight's soft-shelled turtle county was brightly lit.

Just because tonight is the end of the year, the last day of the year, red lanterns are lit in front of every house in the county.

Walking on the brightly lit streets, Zhou Qing looked at the lanterns in front of each house, and a little sadness rose in his heart.

Just as he was turning the corner of a street, he saw a young man and a child squatting at the mouth of an alley, throwing their artillery into the dark alley.

Then, the fire lit up in the alley, and after a moment it went out again, and the children standing at the mouth of the alley clapped their hands, clapping their hands in amusement, and looked very happy.

"Happy New Year, brother, can I ask you something?"

Walking in front of the young man and the child, Zhou Qing took the liberty to say a word.

"Happy New Year, brother, if you have anything to say, don't be so polite. ”

The young man at the mouth of the alley saw that Zhou Qing's tone was quite polite, and he opened his mouth to talk to him.

After some conversation, Zhou Qing inquired about Yin Mao's residence from the young man's mouth, and then he went directly to Yin's mansion in the north of the city.

The last day of the year, which was supposed to be a joyful New Year's Festival, was gloomy and bleak in today's Yin Mansion.

Ji'an and Changshou went out of the house to a neighboring county, and invited the archmage for Yin Mao, Jiujin and two maids named Gui'er and Yue'er were guarding the dying Yin Mao, who was secretly sad.

"Woo~ Ji'an and Changshou, those two turtle-like things, why haven't they come back, the master's breath is getting weaker and weaker, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't last until dawn tomorrow." ”

Gui'er, who was guarding next to Yin Mao's bed, said with a crying tone.

"I knew I wouldn't have let them go, and if I did, I might have invited the mage back now. ”

Jiujin walked to the side of the bed with an anxious face and looked at it, and his already sad face became a little thicker.

Another maid named Yue'er raised her sleeve to wipe her tears, silently walked to the side of the bed with a hot towel, and put it on Yin Mao's forehead.

The towel that was originally steaming just stuck to Yin Mao's forehead, the heat dissipated, and after a while, the water stains on the towel turned into shiny ice stains.

For such a scene, the three people in the room were no longer surprised, because the three of them had taken care of Yin Mao here all day, and they had seen several times that the hot towel quickly turned into an ice towel.

Just when the three people in the room were sad, there was a faint knock on the door, and when they heard the knock, Jiujin's sad face showed a hint of joy.

"It should be that Ji'an and longevity are back. ”

After muttering to himself, Jiujin rushed out of the room and ran towards the courtyard gate, but when he opened the courtyard door, the joy on his face dissipated silently.

It's just that the person knocking on the door outside the door is not Ji'an and Changshou, but a man in red he has never seen before.

The man in red standing at the door of Yin's Mansion was Zhou Qing, he glanced at Jiujin, and in this glance, he saw the complicated changes on Jiujin's face.

When he first opened the door, the young man was happy, and soon, after seeing Zhou Qing clearly, the joy on his face subsided, and then, a trace of doubt rose on his face.

Seeing the wonderful change in the expression on the other party's face in a short period of time, Zhou Qing was really a little surprised.

"Since you have recognized me, lead me into the house." ”

Seeing that Jiujin was about to speak, Zhou Qing interrupted him directly, and then followed him into the Yin Mansion with Jiujin's nod.

When he came to the room where Yin Mao was lying, Zhou Qing saw the old apprentice lying on the bed at a glance, and a trace of sentimentality unconsciously rose in his heart.

Back ten years ago, when he left Soft-shelled Turtle County, his apprentice knelt down to the one he really felt.

Now that Zhou Qing can appear here, it is precisely because his old apprentice ten years ago really regarded himself as a master, so he wanted to come and see him, but unexpectedly, he was almost separated from life and death.

"Who is this person Jiujin?"

When Zhou Qing entered the room, Gui'er, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, saw the strange Zhou Qing and asked in puzzlement.

"Have you forgotten the person in the painting in the old man's incense hall? ”

After a brief conversation between the two servants, Zhou Qing had already walked to the side of the bed, he glanced down at Yin Mao, who was angry, and then stretched out his right hand and pointed at his forehead.

A finger fell, and a spiritual power that could not be seen by ordinary people was injected into Yin Mao's body, and after a while, Zhou Qing let go of his hand and walked to a wooden table in the room and sat down.

Seeing this, the three servants didn't dare to ask what to say, but the maid named Yue'er was interested, poured a cup of tea and put it next to Zhou Qing.

Seeing the tea brought by the maid, Zhou Qing nodded to her with a smile, and then pointed at the teacup.

As Zhou Qing's finger fell, the tea in the tea automatically flew out of the tea and shot directly into Yin Mao's mouth who was lying on the bed in a line.

The tea flew weirdly into Yin Mao's mouth, and this scene stunned Jiujin, Gui'er and Yue'er.

For such supernatural powers, as ordinary people, they have naturally never seen it.

There was not much tea in the teacup, the waterline only lasted for a moment, and the teacup was empty, and the water in the cup had all flown into Yin Mao's mouth at this moment.

"Ahem~"

After drinking a cup of tea, Yin Mao, who had been lying in a coma on the bed all day, coughed up a mouthful of water, and then his eyes opened and he reached out to support his lying body.

"Sir, you're awake. ”

Seeing Yin Mao wake up, Gui'er and Yue'er, who were guarding the bedside, smiled in unison, and Jiujin, who was not far away, saw this, and also recovered from the surprise of the tea and ran to the bedside.

"I~" After waking up, Yin Mao glanced at Gui'er and Yue'er who were around the bed, a smile appeared on his face, and when he was about to say something, he saw a person in red sitting at the wooden table in the room with his back to him through the gap between Yue'er and Gui'er.

The moment he saw Zhou Qing's back, Yin Mao was stunned, he got up from the bed with a puzzled face, he didn't even care about wearing shoes, and went directly to the ground barefoot and walked to the wooden table.

At a glance, a face that had not changed much from Yin Mao's memory came into his eyes.

"Master!"

With his knees bent, Yin Mao knelt on the ground and kowtowed directly to Zhou Qing, seeing this, the other three servants in the room also knelt down in front of Zhou Qing at the same time.

"Isn't it cool underground?"

With a wave of his hand in the air, Zhou Qing dispersed some of his spiritual power, mixing Yin Mao, who was kneeling on the ground, with the three servants.