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The bird gave a clear cry to Lin Hao, then spread out its wings and flew into the air.

It was very fast, but in a blink of an eye, it had disappeared at his fingertips, and ran towards the forest - it was a talisman that passed on the text, or Yu Wenhu gave it to him before parting, and he said it was not easy to make, so that Lin Hao could save some money.

According to his instructions, the little bird will arrive at Yu Wenhu's side before tomorrow morning to tell him when the emperor's tomb will be opened. During this time, Lin Hao can only wait until the emperor's tomb is opened.

"I've been busy for a long time, but I still have to wait." He squatted by the stream, looking at the fish swimming around, and sighed a long time.

"Yingqing, what are you doing?" Lang Qi's hands were wrapped in thick bandages and swaggered over. When the little lady behind him heard this, she immediately gave him a white look and quickly stepped forward to pass the package in her hand.

"Brother Ying, thank you for pleading with my son these days." The little lady bent her knee and nodded to Ying Qing, "if it wasn't for Ying elder brother, Lang Qi would have been in prison until he died."

"It's OK." Ying Qing quickly waved to the other side, and very embarrassed back to hand, don't go to pick up the package in the little lady's hand, "usually seven elder brother to me more than care, this help is nothing."

"You see, I'll say this boy won't take it!" Lang Qi looks right and left, with a hook on his toes, pulls a small bench for himself, and then spits out his tongue and sits beside Yingqing.

"Fortunately, I know who you are long ago." He raised his chin to the little lady and motioned to the other party to open the package. "It's not money that's in the head here, so you can take it!"

When Ying Qing looked into the package, he found that it was not money, but a dozen round cakes with steaming heat on them. A smell of meat came to his face and lingered on the tip of his nose.

He had been on guard all morning, and now he was so stimulated that his saliva would fall out. He quickly shut up and swallowed.

"How's it going?" Looking at his appearance, Lang Qi couldn't help but evoke a bad smile. "The meat cake made by my wife is fragrant."

The other party nodded, looked at the sun has reached the top of his head, his shift time is coming, this meat cake is really greedy, now no longer refuse, but a look up, said to the people above, had pulled another stool, sat in the shade under the wall.

"Here you are." The little lady took a meat cake for Lang Qi and Ying Qing. She also sat on one side, magic out two leather kettles, and stuffed one into their arms.

After all this, the little lady coughed a few times and asked curiously, "brother Ying, you said that day that the boy in white who hurt my son was what he looked like. Do you know where he finally went?"

"You're in trouble." Ying Qing swallows the meat cake in her mouth, frowning and pondering, "I only saw that the seventh brother fell down as soon as the white sleeve was raised. Even if she dares to look at other people's faces, it's not that she's flattering, for fear that they won't be happy and her arms are gone."

"Ah, you can't help mentioning it!" Lang seven discontented bit a cake, touched the wound on the hand, immediately pain face all white a few minutes, let the little lady in a hurry to stretch out a hand, feed him.