The second more.

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"I'm not afraid they'll be late. Fu Jingyang said in a deep voice, without a trace of expression on his square face, "I don't want to see the corpses of my brothers." ”

"How could I be willing!" Fu Jingshui continued, his voice couldn't help but be slightly higher, "But apart from 'them', what choice do you and I have?"

"It's a pity that Buchen ......," Fu Jingyang sighed.

"yes. Fu Jingshui also nodded and sighed, "Originally, I wanted to marry my daughter to him...... After all, it's 'that incident' that matters!"

"They" and "that incident" are obviously two things that are very jealous of the two innates, and they are reluctant to mention them on such a secret occasion, and only talk in hidden words that they understand.

The two of them were talking in a low voice, and suddenly saw a faint ghost fire floating on the river in the distance.

"It's coming. Fu Jingyang's voice was deeper, "Silence." ”

Fu Jingshui stopped talking, only the two thick eyebrows wrinkled fiercely, and then suppressed his mood, and there was no expression on his cheeks.

The ghostly fire slowly floated in, and in the field of vision of the innate masters, a dark river boat was gradually reflected.

This ship is a standard Dongshabang river boat style, which can carry 20 people, and is a medium-sized passenger ship. It's just that on the dark river in the middle of the night, there is not a single light on the passenger ship, only a few gloomy ghost fires, hovering around the passenger ship.

There was no sound coming from the boat, not even the sound of the breaking waves on the river, only the ghostly fires flying silently.

This boat, as if it was not a boat, but a boat-shaped coffin, slowly sailed on the water with the power of an unknown demon.

Fu Jingyang and Fu Jingshui sank in their hearts at the same time. They knew that the last thing they wanted to see was happening. But neither of them spoke.

As they said before, this is the end of the matter, and there is no other choice.

The ghost ship slowly approached the dock, and the ghost fire flew into the cabin and disappeared. The black gas that enveloped the hull of the ship also slowly dissipated. The dim lights on the pier can be adjusted to illuminate the passenger boat.

The deck was empty and silent. In the silence, a yin wind pushed open the hatch, making an ugly creaking sound of rotten wood, and two black-robed Taoist priests walked out of it, one old and one young.

The old man who walked in front of him was wrinkled on his face, and his cheeks were tattooed with strange turquoise colors, and with the miserable white beard under his chin, it was indescribably eerie.

The young Taoist who was one step behind, with a dark face, no beard under his chin, and a blood-colored pattern all over his face, as if a powerful ghost was in the world.

Needless to say, these are two cult monks.

Fu Jingyang didn't dare to slack off, and immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "Dongsha helps Fu Jingyang and Fu Jingshui to welcome the arrival of the two immortal masters. May the two immortal masters enjoy eternal happiness and longevity. ”

"Hey, hey......" the old Taoist priest let out an eerie laugh, "You mortals, you just have a lot of tricks, and you can meet and greet each other in one set...... Shou and Tianqi?hehehe...... As long as I can live another one or two hundred years, I will be content......

The young Taoist priest said in a low and strange voice: "Nonsense can be saved. The crew you sent was delayed for a lot of time on the way, and was punished by the master, so you won't mind if you think about it!...... They're more obedient now, do you still want to see it?"

Fu Jingyang was already prepared in his heart, so his expression did not change, and he responded in a deep voice: "Since it is the immortal master's move, we naturally have no opinion, everything is according to the will of the immortal master." It doesn't make sense for us to take another look. There are many people here, and two immortal masters are invited to get on the bus. ”

The two Taoist priests didn't like nonsense either, so the four of them got into the carriage and quickly turned back to the Dongsha Gang stronghold.

The evil monks were placed in the courtyard closest to the back mountain of the stronghold. It's not a good location, but no matter how the two of them go in and out, they won't be noticed.

Secrecy is the greatest benefit.

In the dead of night, there was no one around.

The young Taoist priest finally couldn't help it and asked the old Taoist priest, "Master, how can the Jade Emperor Temple send us news?"

"How do you say that the people of the Central Plains have a lot of twists and turns...... The enemy of my enemy is my friend. They are afraid of the Martial King, and it is inconvenient for them to do it themselves, so it is natural for them to send us the news. The old Taoist priest replied with half-closed eyelids.

"Hey, hey, hey...... The Legacy of the Warrior King...... How could Lao Dao not be tempted......"

It turned out that the Jade Emperor Concept had already fallen. And this one fell directly on the outside.

――......――

The strange scene in Jiangbei at night was not discovered by anyone.

Jianchuan City ushered in a new day.

It was the twelfth day of the seventh month.

The wind and fire forging gate was jubilant early in the morning.

Today is the day of the wind and fire forging and moving.

Wind and Fire Forging is a small workshop, which was founded by Duan Heihu's grandfather and has been passed down for decades, but it has not been able to change to a spacious place. Today, I finally got what I wanted, and I moved to the original site of the famous Iron Clothes Workshop, and the sense of accomplishment was doubled.

From now on, Wind & Fire Forging will have two stores across the street, and when it reopens, the momentum will be very different.

As the morning passed, the swordsmiths of the Wind and Fire Forging were already busy, each carrying a small wrap and moving to the original site of the ironclad workshop opposite.

This move immediately aroused onlookers from all over the neighborhood, and the scene immediately became lively.

After a while, Buchen arrived when he heard the news, followed by several Dongsha gangsters, who helped together.

It is said to be a help, but there is not much work to be done.

Just moved across a street, just move the general household utensils, and many details can be cleaned up later. In order to show goodwill, the Han family has been cleaning the ironclad shop neatly during this time, and has even redecorated many dilapidated places, just waiting for Fenghuo to move in.

The move was completed quickly.

As soon as the hour came, Duan Heihu led the blacksmiths to start the most important job: lighting the iron-making furnace in the ironclad workshop. It is a ritual that represents a new beginning for the Wind and Fire Forge.

Not to mention all the chaos and excitement, just talk about Yan Li.

For Yan Li, today is a revisit to the old place.

Every brick and tile, grass and tree in the Iron Cloak Workshop is extremely familiar to him. From the age of twelve, he worked here as a handyman.

In the past, he was bullied, but now he is a man in three generations. The mystery of the changes in its central environment cannot be understood without personal experience.

If "Yi" is used to describe Yan Li in the past, it can probably be said to be the embodiment of the fate of Ji Tailai.

The illegitimate son of an illegitimate child, fatherless since childhood, has been bullied, and is already the most humble and lowly. When his biological mother died, he was coerced and beaten by the fifth wife of the Han family, and his life hung by a thread, which can be said to have reached an extreme point.

The so-called extreme of things must be reversed, and when the extreme life grid reaches the limit, there will be a glimmer of heaven to let it develop in reverse. So there was a great opportunity for Yan Li to awaken the memories of her past life and relive her sense of seeking the Tao.

Of course, if it weren't for Yan Li's cultivation in his previous life, if he hadn't cultivated to a profound realm, even if he had the life of Ji Tailai, it would be impossible to awaken. Such a situation can only make people sigh at the wonder of creation.

In the Iron Cloak Workshop, the small grass hut that Yan Li originally lived with has disappeared, which should be deliberately done by the Han family. Now Yanli's courtyard is the largest, most elegant and luxurious one in the interior, but it is not the main courtyard.

This is also the proper meaning.

Many swordsmithing workshops have similar settings, with the most luxurious dwellings dedicated to the masters. The big boss of his own family lives in the main courtyard, which is slightly less luxurious.

In fact, many martial arts families and Jianghu sects are also similar. The residence of the head of the family and the head of the family must be the main courtyard, but it may not be the best, because the head of the family is likely to have one or several innate ancestors!

Yan Li's new residence, in addition to the spacious main hall and comfortable bedroom, also has a study, a sword room, a pharmacy, and a small courtyard before and after.

It can be seen that the Han family has put a lot of thought into this.

Yan Li has no long things, nothing to move, and no one dares to let Master Yan do coolies. So of all the people, he was the most laid-back. He took Guiyun and walked all the way to his small courtyard.

At the gate, Han Xi was already waiting.

"Uncle Li, are you still satisfied with these arrangements?" Han Xi asked with a smile while guiding Yan Li.

"You're a few years older than me. Although the generation is really young, Han Lin has never heard this 'uncle'. Yan Li said casually.

"Of course. What is Han Lin!" Han Xi said, "To be honest, when I heard that the ancestor had arranged like this, the little nephew was not very happy in his heart. But now, the little nephew is convinced, and he feels that he has a lot of advantages - not to mention the nephew, even if Master Yan shouts to accept his son, the people who come can also line up to Jiangbei......"

Yan Li turned her head to look at him. The best young man of the fifth generation of the Han family is looking like a hippie smile, and he doesn't show any embarrassment.

"Actually, I don't care about seniority or anything. Yan Li said, "Sometimes, if you do too much reluctant things, you will forget what you want to do." ”

Han Xi was stunned for a moment, then bowed down and saluted: "Uncle Li has something to say, and the little nephew respectfully receives the teachings!"

"There is no teaching, there is an errand thing. Yan Li diverted the topic, "Calculate the time, the people who gave gifts to the Hengjiang Gang should also arrive, you can help me run this trip." If a person is carried, you let him in. If it is coming, it will be blown away with the salute. ”

"Yes, the little nephew will do it. ”

Sending Han Xi away, Yan Li and Guiyun sat down at the stone table in the front yard, leisurely brewed a pot of tea, and waited for the upcoming game.

There is a lot of foreshadowing ahead, and it is finally time to officially settle.

After Yan Li leisurely drank the first tea, there was the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Under the leadership of Han Xi, two Han family members, carrying a stretcher, walked in in tow.

On the stretcher, Du Hong, who was lying on his stomach, was dressed in blood.

At this time, Du Hong no longer looks like a heroic young man in the past. His face was pale, his lips were blue, and there were a few more blisters on the corners of his mouth, apparently from internal injuries and a rush of anger.

Han Xi commanded the two family members to carry Du Hong in front of Yan Li, and then ordered them to leave, while he stood behind Yan Li very consciously, respectfully posing as a junior.

Yan Li didn't answer, she still drank tea with peace of mind and watched Du Hong's performance.

Du Hong was seriously injured by Zou Tong yesterday, and if he takes off his clothes and ties up the thorn strips now, he will be guilty of the crime of thorn pleading, and the punishment has been prepared.

In order not to be stripped into semi-naked, and then tied into zongzi with thorny wattles, and dragged all the way to wind and fire, he gritted his teeth and signed many unequal treaties with Zou Tong, so that he was in a hurry overnight, and today not only did the internal injuries not improve in the slightest, but there were several more blisters on the corners of his mouth.

Since he was carried in front of the main owner, Du Hong also understood that it was a knife to stretch out his head and shrink his head, and he couldn't avoid this no matter what, so he still obediently apologized and let the unlucky man pass as soon as possible!

As soon as he moved slightly, he felt that there was no pain in his whole body, and he struggled to get up, trembling and kneeling in front of Yan Li - not that he wanted to kneel, but that he really didn't have the strength to stand up.

"Master Yan!" Du Hong panted and burst into tears, "Du Hong has already known his mistake, and he will ...... from now on"

"Let's save the scene against your will. Yan Li put down the teacup and said indifferently, "I only ask one question: Do you hate me?"

When Du Hong heard this, he suddenly felt palpitations.