Chapter Ninety-Seven: Wait and See
Xingyue chattered questionably in front of her father: "Dad, where do you think Brother Xiao Yi will go?"
"How do I know this!" her father still didn't understand her thoughts, she seemed to have heard the news from her father, so she was so aggressive, so her father interrupted her thoughts when he heard her ask. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Okay, Dad, but you have news of him, you must tell us!" Xingyue was a little disappointed when she saw her father reply, but she couldn't agree with her father.
Her father smiled at her and nodded.
"Wuyou, let's go back to sword practice. Xingyue looked at Wuyou with a sullen expression and said.
"Okay, that's fine, you don't have to worry about Brother Xiaoyi. Wuyou smiled reluctantly at Xingyue.
After saluting the head and the two sticks, they walked out of the hall with a low face.
Liu Erstick looked at their slow pace, as if even their figures were full of questions, where did Zhao Yi go now?
Liu Erstick said to the head again: "Senior brother, where do you think Yi'er is going now?"
"With my understanding of Yi'er over the years, even if he makes the worst decision, he has already thought of a way out, I think he should have some agreement and commitment with Hao Yan, he is estimated to follow Hao Yan at this time, come and watch the changes, and lead the snake out of the hole. While recalling Zhao Yi's conduct and cultivation over the years, the head analyzed and answered the second stick.
"Senior brother, your analysis is the same as what I think, I hope he has pushed himself to a dead end this time, and he can find the same way back. Erzhu also agreed with his senior brother's opinion, and also wished Yi'er that he could resolve this crisis, and it could be regarded as repaying his own innocence.
The head nodded with a smile at the two sticks: "I hope so, but I must believe that he can, because since he fell off the cliff that time, he has been blessed by misfortune and learned the "Demon Slaying Sword Technique", and his cultivation is above you and me, and he will definitely be fine." ā
Liu Erstick also smiled at the master, they continued to play with chess pieces and chessboards, and watched the changes in the world and the heroes rise together with the chessboard.
Zhao Yi didn't know where Hao Yan and Yin Yang Jun had run away with the artifact, so he could only draw Hao Yan's portrait and ask around. He searched for Hao Yan and Yin Yang Jun everywhere, and found a small town not far from Shushan, but there were few families in this village, and it was very desolate. He continued to inquire in the village, and through the forest path, he looked around, and saw a family with corn and turnips hanging in front of the door, dry food was hanging on the house, and the yard was clean, and there was a tall and burly fruit tree in the yard, and at this moment he knew that there must be someone living in that house, and he held a sword in his right hand, and a demon sword on his back, and slowly walked into the house, and in one corner of the house there was a dog with white wolf-like ears for a day, and the dog's ears moved, and he heard someone approaching his master's house. Wang Wang" called the police, Zhao Yi was frightened back by the sound of the dog barking a step or two, the owner did not see him in the house, and heard his voice first: "Little white wolf, what is your name?
The little white wolf barked twice: "Wang, Wang......"
The man came out of the house, looked toward the gate of the courtyard, and said to himself, "Where are you?"
The dog bit a few more times at the corner where Zhao Yi was standing, and the owner finally saw a handsome and dashing young man standing in the corner of the fence, not daring to approach easily, because he knew that it was rude to break in like this, so he waited for the dog's bark to call the owner's house.
"Young man, what do you need help with?" said a strong man in his forties, dressed in clean clothes with numerous ragged patches and his hair coiled with a cotton cloth, as he walked towards him, smiling at him.
"Hello, uncle, have you seen this person?" Zhao Yi walked towards him, while painting vertically to the old man, the old man walked in and saw this person at a glance, that is, he had seen that person a few days ago, but at that time they were four people, but the old man did not quickly tell Zhao Yi, but pulled him into his house in a panic. He whispered to him: "This young man, what are you looking for him? He is not a good man, not long ago he came to the village with three people dressed in black, with black silk scarves wrapped around their heads, and only their faces leaked, and they wanted to settle there, and the villagers could not do it, so they killed them, and then occupied their houses. ā
"There's nothing wrong with it, just ask casually, it turns out that there is such a thing, it's really not as good as a beast!" Zhao Yi replied to the old man while expressing sympathy for the villagers.
"Shaoxia, I see that you must not be a local, and you don't look like a bad person, it's getting late now, if you don't dislike it, let's stay for a night, I'll tell you slowly." The old man looked at the sky and said to Zhao Yi.
"No need, uncle, thank you, but do you know that they are still in the village?" Zhao Yi was out of the house, and he was afraid of being deceived, but he asked again.
"I don't even dare to go out of the house day and night, and sometimes when they come back, my dog will bark, and I will watch them every move from the window, and they all came back yesterday. If you want to find out more, you can stay, they come to the village, that is, they want to stay, I still don't come here. The old man told him that Hao Yan was indeed still in the village, and he was very enthusiastic to let him stay.
"Okay, then I'll stay, I won't bother you too much!" Zhao Yi also agreed politely and politely, because this way he could watch Hao Yan and their every move.
The old man was busy inviting him to the house, he beckoned Zhao Yi to sit down at the table, and he poured Zhao Yi a glass of water.