The pigeon in the capital is definitely the fastest in the world, and the people here will play with the pigeon and the three meals a day together, and the pigeon can not be pulled down at the same time as their own meal.

Wan Qiuxuan's letter in the afternoon, the four maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter arrived before dawn.

In a secluded inn, Qing Xiaonian and Wan Qiuxuan were discussing something with the four maids.

Qing Xiaonian looked at Qiu Ju, who had just walked in from outside the house, and said, "Is the carriage still outside?"

Qiu Ju nodded and said, "Yes, I took a look." ”

Wan Qiuxuan said in surprise: "You seem to care about those people very much." ”

Caring about people is not a strange thing for Qing Xiaonian, but the strange thing is that those people are all dead people, and they are a group of dead people, who are killed by Qing Xiaonian himself.

At this time, the group of people were lying on top of the two carriages that Jiang Liu'er had found, and this was what Wan Qiuxuan didn't understand the most.

It stands to reason that if Qing Xiaonian had a bad heart, he would dig a big pit and bury these Jinmantang, no matter what, the rules of going into the ground for peace should still be talked about.

Qing Xiaonian seemed to know what Wan Qiuxuan was thinking, he smiled and said easily: "It's still useful for me to keep them." ”

Chunlan shuddered after hearing this, and said, "What's the use of leaving a group of dead people, is it possible that you will have some weird spells that can bring these people back to life and turn them into Yin soldiers?"

Qing Xiaonian frowned, he didn't expect Chunlan's imagination to be so rich: "Why do you think like this?"

Chunlan pouted: "In a book called "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", there was such a story of resurrection. ”

Wan Qiuxuan said with a smile: "Those are all fantasies, people die like lights going out, this art of resurrecting the dead is groundless, and it is even more contrary to the way of heaven." ”

At this time, Qing Xiaonian suddenly waved his hand and denied it: "This is too hasty, have you forgotten the good show that the Chiba Daoist staged for us before?"

Wan Qiuxuan couldn't help frowning after hearing this, it was true that this Qianye Daoist came back to life, but he was faking his death and pretending to be dead. It is impossible for a person who is really dead to come back to life, is it .....

Thinking of this, he was suddenly stunned, and looked at Qing Xiaonian blankly, and after a while, his expression became frightened again, and he snorted: "You..... What do you mean?"

Qing Xiaonian suddenly smiled, glanced at Wan Qiuxuan meaningfully, and replied: "Besides, this Heavenly Dao seems to me to be a little chaotic after experiencing this period of time, and it is contrary to the Heavenly Dao to come back to life, isn't immortality?"

Wan Qiu Xuanliang breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and said, "It seems that I missed you......"

These two people, you and I are talking one by one, but the spring, summer, autumn and winter are confused.

Xia He said: "What are you talking about, what kind of immortality brings the dead back to life, is it difficult for you to come to this capital to make people bow their heads? ”

Qing Xiaonian sighed and said, "Although I haven't been lowered, it's almost the same." After speaking, he looked at Wan Qiuxuan again and said: "As soon as the morning dawns, Jiang Liu'er and I will rush to the Star Break Valley, this time the group will be as little as ten days and a half months, and as much as ........"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, this line of work, if they can't come back for ten days and a half months, it means that they may never come back.

Wan Qiuxuan glanced at Qing Xiaonian and said lightly: "Yes, I believe you will come back alive." ”

Qing Xiaonian nodded, and continued: "So I still have one more thing to instruct, one is the two carriages outside. I have a letter here. Saying that, Qing Xiaonian took out a sealed secret letter from his bosom and continued: "When it is dawn, you will drive the carriage out of the capital, just find a place to throw it down, and at the same time you will put this letter in the carriage, and you will leave the rest of the matter alone." ”

"And then, what else can we do?" Wan Qiuxuan asked again, knowing that it would not be just a simple matter.

"Help me find someone. ”

"Who?"

"Lai Pichu!"