Dao fruit.

"Your son?"

Looking at the big man in front of her, Han Weier sized her up, then clapped her hands and smiled, "I remember, I met you once when I was in Xuankou Town, you were Qiu Yan's servant."

Going north from Jiannan Road, when you come to the boundary of Dongdu, you must first pass through Xuankou Town, where Qiu Yan formed a relationship with King Yan, and at that time, this Miss Han family also looked like a man disguised as a woman After witnessing what happened, he naturally remembered Dai Guo.

"Qiu Yan's servant?" Hearing this, An Jin looked at Dai Guo carefully and secretly calculated, but on the surface he remained calm, but with his eyesight, after observing for a while, he found something strange in Dai Guo's body. shape.

"This person has a strong physique, his eyes are full of light, his muscles are tight, and his back is straight. He should have a certain level of cultivation. He walks alone in the dense forest without rushing, showing courage. He is not an ordinary person, but he is willing to be Qiu. Yan's servant? However, there is a hint of panic between this person's brows, and there is a taste of undecided shock. Could it be that something happened when he came here just now?"

Here, An Jin observed the words and expressions, trying to see some clues from Dai Guo's body, and then speculated about Qiu Yan's situation, organized words in his heart, and wanted to speak out when they met.

On the other side, Han Weier and the other person were also thinking about it.

"Sure enough, they are all studying, similar to the young master. I don't know what bad water is brewing in their stomachs. Their eyes are flickering, and their breaths are changing, huh?"

Seeing the three of them contemplating, Dai Guo muttered to himself, suddenly his face tingled slightly, he woke up with a start, and took advantage of the situation to look over, what he saw was a face that looked like a smile but not a smile, it was the third person.

"The gaze of this person gave me a sense of energy, and this person also has a cultivation level! What's the origin?"

Just when Dai Guo was in doubt, the third person said: "Since Mr. Qiu has sent people over, he must have figured out our purpose. Brother, you should lead the way. I believe there will be no twists and turns in this trip." .”

Han Weier and An Jin nodded after hearing this.

Naturally, Dai Guo didn't say much, he glanced at the man surnamed Yang in a bit of bewilderment, then turned around and walked in the direction he came from, striding forward.

The mountain temple is located in the forest.off the beaten track.It turned out that there was still a small path, which was covered by weeds due to the long-term relationship.And the road that Han Weier and the others took was not the abandoned path, but crossed the woods and was more remote. The road was overgrown with weeds, and there were soft soil and steep slopes from time to time. It may fall down, even if it does not fall to death.Also seriously injured.

However, although Dai Guo has a huge physique, he seems to have thick bones and flesh, and his body is not light, but when he steps forward step by step, he seems to lift the weight lightly.It seems that the whole person is not under any force, leaving only shallow footprints on the soft ground.

Compared with Han Weier, who followed closely behind, she was much inferior. As a daughter, she walked quite lightly.But the footprints are still a lot deeper.

The man surnamed Yang at the back looked quite different, stepping on the ground, there was no trace of it!When this person was walking, he looked around from time to time, as if he was looking at the surrounding scenery, and he looked very timid.

Behind the three of them is An Jin, who is trekking hard. This seemingly taciturn middle-aged Confucian scholar, although he is physically strong and often draws his bow to practice strength, he obviously has no energy, blood, muscles and bones, and has no life to cultivate. , Walking all depends on physical strength, and you don’t feel good when you walk on the trail. Once you go deep into the forest, your physical strength will not keep up with time.

As he walked, his breathing gradually became heavy, his body wobbled, and he almost stepped on the air a few times. Even so, An Jin still appeared calm and calm, and followed him without changing his expression, showing a certain degree of energy-raising skills, but there was a certain amount of effort on his forehead. Sweating profusely, I don't know whether it was caused by the rush or cold sweat.

As time went by, although An Jin's complexion remained the same, his body was sweating more and more, and his walking speed became slower and slower.

Previously, he, Han Wei'er and the other three had traveled from the city to the forest outside the village by carriage, and then changed to walking, but it took a long time to walk, close to the limit of physical strength.

"Walk a few more steps, maybe I can only rest, but the dense forest is deep and deep, I don't know what danger is there, if it is not a last resort, it is best to persevere."

While panting violently, An Jin's face was flushed. He was thinking, but before he could think about it, there was a sudden change in front of him, and the scene suddenly became brighter.

The dense forest receded and was replaced by a piece of farmland. Judging by the earthy color, it should not have been long since it was opened up. The entire farmland occupies a small area, and a few houses and a ruined temple can be seen in the distance.

"Oh?" Seeing this scene, whether it was Han Weier, who had known something for a long time, or An Jin and the man surnamed Yang who met for the first time, they all showed a hint of surprise.

Such a scene is actually not uncommon among folks, but it is particularly conspicuous in the woods. An Jin subconsciously looked behind him, and then wandered around, seeing the dark woods in sight.

This piece of farmland seems to be living in the woods, opening up an empty space, which is incompatible with the surrounding scenery.

In fact, the traces of the battle just now have disappeared.

"This Qiu Yanguo is a wonderful person." The man surnamed Yang took a few glances and laughed.

At this time, someone came out of the house and greeted him. When he got closer, An Jin saw the person's appearance, compared it with his memory, and recognized Qiu Yan himself.

"Everyone came through the forest, Qiu was far away to welcome you, please make amends."

In the distance, Qiu Yan crossed his arms and saluted. Before the person came to him, the words he said had already reached the ears of several people.

"Where, I came here without warning." The man surnamed Yang responded with a smile, "Brother Qiu, you and I have been in contact, but this is the first time we have talked face to face."

"Brother Yang is right." Qiu Yan had already walked over, glanced at a few people, and without deliberately greeting them, he stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture, "Everyone, please."

Han Weier and the man surnamed Yang were smiling, and they were about to move forward, but An Jin, who was out of breath, tried to calm his breath, and then said: "Mr. Xuanlou, gentlemen are waiting for you in the building."

After hearing this, Qiu Yan looked at An Jin: "Your Majesty said, Qiu knows it well, just follow me."

After hearing this, An Jin opened his mouth to speak, but changed his mind, swallowed the words in his mouth, nodded, and followed.

Qiu Yan's gaze swept across several people, and his perception extended to capture the strong literary breath and the faint, almost condensed destiny, besides this, there was also a thin trace of dragon spirit.

"The three of them were entrusted by the Great Confucianists, and they came to look for me, which naturally blessed the literary spirit of the Great Confucianists. What they wanted to ask was related to the governance of the ancient times, related to the development of humanity and the changes in the theories of several academies, so It involves literary luck, as for this trace of dragon spirit..."

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan's eyes fell on the man surnamed Yang. This was the first time he had met him, but it was not the first time he had dealt with him. Qiu Yan had met this man the day he hunted down the soul of Taoist Jinwu.

That's right, this person was Yang Ying who had some friendship with King Yan, and at this time there was a trace of dragon spirit wrapped around his body.

This dragon aura did not originate from him, but was involved because of King Yan's entrustment.

"That day, he showed his face and showed amazing means. It can be seen that he has attainments in cultivation, but he didn't care about mixing with the prince, and was entrusted by him, entangled in cause and effect, and I don't know what he has planned."

While thinking, several people walked through the farmland, entered the fence, and came to a simple room, Qiu Yan invited them to sit down.

There was a lack of supplies in the forest, no tea, melons and fruits, but Han Weier and the others didn't care about these things. As soon as they sat down, Han Weier said: "Brother Qiu..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiu Yan waved his hand: "Don't talk too much, don't forget what I told you, Qiu didn't ask how you found it, but the visitor is a guest, I should do my best to the landlord." Friendship, but don’t expect extravagant things.”

Hearing this, Han Wei'er frowned, annoyance flashed in her eyes, and then she sighed: "Brother Qiu is really quick to speak, it was Wei'er who made a mistake, I don't expect you to forgive me, I also keep those words in my heart, This time I came here, in fact, I want to take those few things away, so as not to put them here, Brother Qiu can't even sleep well."

"Oh?" Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes, then nodded and said, "This is the best, Hu Qi, you go to my room, get the package next to the bed, and give it to Miss Han."

"Yes." Hu Qi, who was standing aside, responded and left.

This action made Han Weier's eyelids twitch.

"This Qiu Yan is so straightforward. If he really wanted to return those three magic weapons to me, wouldn't he be nostalgic at all? Those are three magic weapons! If it were me, I wouldn't be so straightforward, but he didn't even hesitate. You didn't give me the chance to speak at all, how do you proceed with the rest of this?"

Just thinking about it, the package has already been brought, Qiu Yan didn't hesitate and handed it to Han Wei'er.

Han Weier took the burden, hesitated for a moment, and then acted frankly: "I hope Brother Qiu will not take the matter to heart. I do have some calculations, but it is also a good intention. I believe Brother Qiu will understand one day."

Qiu Yan still shook his head: "After all, you helped me, and the previous things have been written off. You said that I will understand in the future, and I will make my words clear. I hope you don't make mistakes."

"Of course," Han Wei'er breathed a sigh of relief, as if picking up the burden in her hand, she let go of the burden in her heart, smiling like a flower, "That's good too, so as not to add too many things and complicate things."

Qiu Yan nodded, and didn't say any more. He noticed An Jin's hesitation, got up and walked to the table.

This shabby house is where Qiu Yan reads. There is a table and several bookcases in the room. Qiu Yan picks up a scroll from the table, walks back and hands it to An Jin, saying: "Several I already know the purpose of coming here, just hand over this thing to a few gentlemen."

"This is..." An Jin hesitated for a moment, "Could it be that Mr. Qiu is not going to wait with me to go back?"

Qiu Yan didn't answer, but pointed to the painting scroll.

"Please open this thing, Qiu's words are all in it."

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