Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 1182 Jiangyue Zhuzhuang
Chapter 110 IX Jiangyue Zhuzhuang

"Grandpa, grandpa, I have read a lot of words today, much better than my brother." The baby nodded while eating candied haws, while the old man smiled kindly at this, and said in a doting tone:
"I remember your brother doesn't seem to study."

"Uh... anyway, he's better than my brother."

"Okay, better than your brother."

Wawa's elder brother is now among the group of teenagers in Zamabu.

At this time, a white-haired mastiff walked over quickly. What is surprising is that this Ao dog can transmit sound from the soul.

"Master, let me take the little master first. The young master has something to discuss with you in the study."

The old man nodded. It just so happened that this doll also likes to play with the big mastiff the most.

"Grandpa, I'm going down to find wax gourds to play with."

"Okay, okay, then you have to run slowly." He said as he put the doll off his shoulders.

As soon as the doll landed on the ground, it yelled and climbed onto Ao Quan's back, and then used both hands and feet to hug the big mastiff's neck, almost strangling Ao Quan. The old man couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it. When I had something to look for him, I waved with the baby, and then walked towards the study by myself.

In the study room, a middle-aged man was sitting on the side of the desk with an envelope in his hand, waiting for someone to come. After about a quarter of an hour, the old man walked in. Before he could sit down, the middle-aged man slapped him vigorously. Fanning the air in front of him, he couldn't help frowning, and said:

"Father, you are going fishing again."

The old man nodded triumphantly, and said, "The fish caught today is very big, almost as big as you."

The middle-aged man didn't know what to say for a while. After thinking for a while, he sighed first.

"Father, wouldn't it be good to leave this kind of work to the servants in the future, and is it worth letting you go there yourself?"

Hearing this, the old man was not happy. He pretended to be an elder and replied: "Why, old man, I am so old, can't I have some hobbies of my own!"

The middle-aged man naturally didn't dare to refute, but he also understood that the main reason why the old man loved fishing was because his youngest son loved to eat. Before that, the old man didn't like fishing very much.

He immediately pinched his nose, ready to talk about something serious.

The old man naturally saw this scene, his shoulders trembled, and the smell of fish disappeared immediately. Immediately afterwards, he sat on the main seat, snorted coldly, and said first:
"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Seeing that the fishy smell had disappeared, the middle-aged man let go, took out the letter, and handed it over.

"Father, this is a secret letter from Fallen Leaf City."

The old man took the letter paper, and the content written on it was roughly divided into two categories. One was about the intricate relationship between the various forces in Fallen Leaf City, and the other was naturally about the news about the "Bloodstained Secret Realm".

The blood-stained secret realm, since the soaring blood pillar six years ago, has attracted the attention of various forces. No matter it is the eight major sects or the small sects, they have invested a lot of energy in it. Even many hidden families have He attached great importance to this matter, which led to the complicated relationship in Fallen Leaf City, and "Jiangyue Zhuzhuang" was one of these hermit families.

"This blood-stained secret realm suddenly appeared six years ago. After several years of secret investigations, I found that Ji Shenfu, the lord of Fallen Leaf City, had planned it secretly a long time ago. I just don't know how they found the entrance to the secret realm. Hengshan turned into a formation spirit and aroused that blood pillar, I am afraid that such a big secret realm will be swallowed up by Luo Yunzong."

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the old man fell into deep thought. Since his wife died 40 years ago, he decided to retire from the world and never be born again. Unfortunately, his little grandson was just born He was congenitally disabled and had a blocked heart.

Although he can force it open with his cultivation, the child is too young and his fragile body can't bear the impact at all, but if it is blocked, the child may die before he is five years old.

For this reason, he personally approached Medicine King Valley Li Dongdan, wanting to ask for a elixir called "Humai Pill", but it is a pity that although Li Dongdan has the ability to refine "Humai Pill", he lacks the medicinal materials. This medicinal herb is called "Blood-drawing Lianxin Grass", and it can only grow in the pile of dead people. The last one was found in the leftover ancient battlefield.

After hearing this, the old man traveled all over thousands of mountains and rivers, trying to find this medicinal material, but two years later, he still found nothing. Now the baby is close to three years old, and there are only two years left.

"Father, now we can only go to the Bloodstained Secret Realm to try our luck."

The old man nodded helplessly. At this point, he can only renege on his promise at the time, but even if he wants to come out of the rivers and lakes again, he still reminds:
"Don't make too much noise now, besides the eight major sects in Fallen Leaf City, there must be many other hidden masters watching secretly. These old guys are all very cunning. If you meet them, you must not be careless .”

The middle-aged man nodded, and then his eyes became serious. Judging from the current situation, the blood-stained secret realm is still quite peaceful. He is afraid that the secret realm will not be opened for a long time, which will delay his youngest son's illness.

……

In Yunxi County, a lazy young man was lying lazily basking in the sun on a coarse cloth filled with grain. The bullock cart under him kept shaking, and he slowly left the town and headed southwest.

In addition to this ox cart, there were several other carriages. Beside the carriage, a dozen strong men in coarse linen clothes led horses in front and followed behind the cart.

After a while, a group of people came to a mountain villa with the words "Jiangyue Bamboo Village" written on the mountain villa. Afterwards, the snoring lazy young man was gently patted awake by a strong man.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, wake up, we are here."

The young man on the bullock cart first opened his eyes dully, then sat up blankly and looked around. He wiped the crystals from the corners of his mouth, and said slowly:

"arrive?"

"Uh-huh."

All the men nodded in unison.

The young man patted his cheeks with both hands, and then turned down. At this time, the housekeeper at the door was no longer surprised. He stepped forward, cupped his hands and said politely:

"A few of you have come all the way from Yunxi County, the road is a bit rough, thank you for your hard work."

The young man was unambiguous, and said bluntly with a smile: "The rough is really rough, and the hard work is really not hard."

It was not the first time that the housekeeper had dealt with the other party, and they naturally knew each other quite well. He smiled and said, "Treasurer Huo is as straightforward as ever."

Afterwards, the two compared the amount of silver traded, and after confirming that it was correct, the young man surnamed "Huo" ordered someone to remove the goods from the carriage and piled them outside the door.

(End of this chapter)