Three days later, a group of about a dozen people came to Yuexiu Mountain.

Although they are light and simple, the kind of extravagance revealed by their gestures is incomparable to ordinary people.

The pot-bellied old man in the middle, with a neat black beard, was obviously the leader of the team. Although he had a calm smile on his face, he walked in a long way, occasionally peeking through his deep eyes, suggesting that this was an old man full of wisdom.

At this time, a sturdy man came from afar, stopped in front of the old man, and said with a respectful expression: "Shopkeeper, I have inquired, Yuexiu Mountain does spread some bridges about Yiren, but the villagers don't know where Yiren lives, they only know that they are in the mountains." ”

The old man looked around, the air here is fresh, surrounded by green mountains and beautiful waters, surrounded by small streams, full of greenery, there are always a lot of flowers and green grass dotted in the countryside and forests, and occasionally you can hear the sound of cranes and eagles, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. He couldn't help but praise: "It's indeed a good place, old man, I also want to let go of everything, live in seclusion here, cultivate sentiments, and send affection between mountains and rivers." ”

Someone on the side hurriedly replied: "The shopkeeper can't, the great cause of the son still needs to wait for you to be in control, your old man is always in charge, and the wisdom is comparable to the country, how can it be done without you taking care of it?"

The shopkeeper chuckled, "It's just a casual talk." ”

The man's expression just now suddenly changed a little angrily and said: "There are many people in this world who sell their fame and reputation, and I don't know where the son heard the news, so he has to come here in his busy schedule, and it is so grand, I really don't know what blessings this guy has accumulated in his last life?"

The old man reprimanded lightly: "Wind mastiff, don't let you talk nonsense, since the son attaches so much importance to this matter, there must be something to be gained from him." Alright, let's go into the mountains. Blackwing, it looks like I'm going to bother you with a trip this time. ”

Next to the old man, there were some mysterious figures in black robes with black lines on their faces, and judging from the fluctuations of the true yuan he revealed, it was obvious that they were also a qi refiner. He looked at the old man slightly, and soon disappeared between the mountains and forests.

Black Wing is really a bit of a doorway, and it didn't take long to find Zheng Zheng's seclusion.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he completely removed most of the prohibitions when he left.

He took the old man and his party to the deep mountains and old forests, searched for a while, and finally saw a few wooden houses in the south mountain, where there was a lush forest on one side, surrounded by a small stream, and on both sides were slopes, covered with green grass. There is a fence outside the hut, and there is a small vegetable garden inside, and it is quite pleasing to see the growth. This place is not only full of aura, but also the birds and flowers, and the scenery is very pleasant.

At the old man's signal, Black Wing stepped forward and knocked on the door.

When he was young, a stone baby dressed in green clothes came out of the house, opened the fence door, and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man stopped the black wing who was about to speak, and said with a smile: "Can the three true people of the dare door be in the house?"

Shi Wa replied, "I'm really sorry, my father had left to visit friends the day before yesterday. ”

The old man's eyes showed a hint of disappointment, and he asked again, "When will the real person come and go?"

Shi Wa shook her head and said: "Then it's not clear, it can be as short as three or five days, or as long as ten or eight years." ”

Black Wing said depressedly: "Since the real person is not here, then let's go back." ”

Although the old man was unwilling, he still arched his hand and said: "Then bother the little brother, when the real person comes back, the little brother will report it, and he will say that the Yue Wangfu has sent someone to visit." Here is a small gift prepared by King Yue, please accept it. ”

Shi Wa stretched out her hand and refused: "I will definitely bring your words, but please take back the gift, otherwise the kid will not be able to deal with it." ”

The old man groaned, and it was not difficult for others, and he sighed a little: "Okay, the old man will come to visit next time." ”

Shi Wa arched her hand and said, "Don't send it." ”

The old man and his party left with a disappointed mood.

Halfway through, Black Wing said with some indignation: "Shopkeeper, this real person definitely doesn't want to see us, so he uses travel as an excuse to avoid it." ”

The old man's expression moved, and he said lightly: "Xing Xu Jue's old husband's identity is not enough, and the sincerity of the son-in-law is not obvious." ”

As soon as these words came out, it was a bit like stabbing a hornet's nest, and a strong man stared at him and said: "Your old identity is not enough, you are one of the important ministers who are in charge of the world's weapons treasury, and the village can let you come to the door to meet in person, and it is already the green smoke on the ancestral tomb, so he pretends to be reserved. ”

It turns out that this old man is the current Hua China right shot Guo Kui is also.

After Guo Kui was born in the famous Guo family, he was the uncle of King Yue's contract, not only full of experience, talent, and the Guo family's power in the imperial capital was managed like an iron bucket during the reign of more than 20 years, but also won the trust of King Qi, and has been relying on him as his right-hand man. Now that he has a plan, he wants to ask Zheng Zheng to help him, but considering his own safety and the fact that he has to deal with some major matters at all times, after thinking about it, he can completely rest assured, and he has the ability and identity to handle this matter, so he is naturally his own uncle.

Therefore, King Yue entrusted Guo Kui to come to Yuexiu Mountain.

The old man's eyes showed a sharp light, and his expression was obviously a little displeased: "Wind mastiff, leopard wilderness, before I came out, how did I explain to you? Why did you take my words as wind in your ears so quickly?"

The wind mastiff and the leopard hurriedly bowed their heads to admit their mistakes, and Nuo Nuo didn't dare to say anything more.

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Seeing the group go away, Shiwa snorted twice and returned to the house from the new.

Zheng Zheng and Moyu wandered around the famous mountains and rivers, and they looked very comfortable.

On this day, they came to a Fengyang Mountain, which is 1,200 miles away from Seoul, and this mountain is named Fengyang Mountain because it looks like a phoenix spreading its wings and facing south.

"It's so full of fire energy. Mo Yu stared at the Fengyang Mountain Range and said with a slight surprise.

"Well, you see, there seems to be a fire shining through the waist of the mountain, but when the sunset sets, there should be a monk practicing a powerful fire-based magic weapon, do you think we should go up and pay a visit?" Zheng Zheng said with a smile.

Momoka was a little disappreciative and said: "In the past few days, you have worshiped a lot of so-called famous rivers and mountains, right? And those who are reluctant to hide in the red dust, how much ability can they have?"

Zheng Zheng said with a smile: "Since you are not interested, rest here for a while, and wait for me to go up and have a look." ”

Mo Yu looked at Tao Xiang, and said with a slight helpless smile: "Big brother, I won't go up either, little sister will accompany Sister Xiang to take a walk around, the scenery here is good." ”

Zheng Zheng waved his hand and said, "Go, go." ”

He turned and walked halfway up the mountain, quietly waiting for the red light to dissipate before slowly flying away.

As soon as he put away the clouds, he heard a loud voice sound: "I don't know which Taoist friend came to my Fengyang Mountain?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, there is really such a thing, Zheng Zhengjue's voice is a little familiar.