The stretching road is like a long black snake, winding in the open land. The vast field is either covered with residual snow or exposed withered loess layers. At dusk, a fireball is hanging in the distance. The red light it emits makes the earth seem to be immersed in the sea of ​​blood.

If you look down from the sky to the earth, you can find that the hundreds of miles of road from the Physical and Chemical City to the lush nebula forest are sparse and sparse, covered with teams heading towards the forest like ants. The number of people in each team is obviously greater than before, and many teams are faintly echoing front and back, full of vigilant. Obviously, the attack on the Shuizhen Pavilion has made many major sects alert.

But there are also people who don’t care. Some small sects or some warriors who formed a group of alone smiled and said, “We don’t want money, but we’re going to have a life! Who will rob us?” Some people don’t believe in it. I didn’t do anything that hurts the world, and didn’t carry money and treasures. Such “good things” will fall on our heads.

Of course, there is also someone who is eager to encounter robbery, such as our senior Shangguan Ren. He is now dressed in a fluttering clothes and walking on the avenue, looking around. He wishes to shout to the world: "Come and rob us! Come and rob us!" He looked at Wuchen and He Qihuanzi with a smile and prayed silently: "Don't worry, little thieves who are robbing, grandpa will never hurt you. I just want to see how you rob the old monk Wuchen, and then see how the monk persuades you to do good in the face of the big knife that was chopped on his forehead?"

However, because they did not burn incense, it was useless to chant Buddha's name. Shangguan Ren's desire was lost. They had a smooth journey, with only the gray sand stirred by the north wind accompanying them, and only the jackdaws in the sky pulled a few shits to "attack" them.

The road was quiet all around, and only occasionally could you hear the eagle sings from above and the sounds of yellow sheep jumping in the distance.

Not long after leaving the city, Shangguan Ren and others got out of the car, drove the carriage back, and found a secluded place to put on makeup and set off on the road. They didn't want to take the car to Yilu Town, leaving behind any traces of silk horses.

Seeing Yilu Town looking at it, Xiaohong's little face was full of excitement, and she could see her grandfather who loved her again. When Shangguan Ren and others were about to leave, He Qihuan quietly looked for Du Bulu, the master of the Du family, and asked tentatively: Can Xiaohong go home?

Du Buchao heard this, his eyes were lit up, and he kept nodding. He took out Xiaohong's contract and burned it with a fire. He also said confidently that the young master's needs are their necessities, and the young master's expression is their mood. Not to mention a little red, even a little red, a little green, a little blue, a red orange, a green or a green or a green purple, can be brought with him. (Of course he doesn't have it here)

To be honest, except for the second young master, other people in the Du family are eager for Xiaohong to leave. Because their identity is really difficult to define (the people from the Du family have voted unanimously, Xiaohong is so happy. No matter how innocent they are, in the eyes of the Du family, they are very unintentional): You say she is a girl, she is the young master's woman; you say she is a young grandma, she is doing maid's work--it's better to send it out to save you trouble in the future.

Xiaohong did her best to take care of the three men in a comprehensive manner and made them stick it out. He immediately made Wuchen sigh: "The person said that his daughter is the caring vest of his parents, and it turns out that's true..."

Shangguan Ren immediately attacked Wuchen: "What? The old monk was moved when he saw the lust. Do you want to return to secular life or have an illegitimate daughter?"

"Bad people are bad people, they are full of bad thoughts, and they are unhealthy!" Wu Chen was also unceremonious and immediately labeled Shangguan Ren as a bad guy.

However, Xiaohong's careful care throughout the journey also had some effect on Shangguan Ren. At least he rarely mentioned dissecting Xiaohong as a teenage mouse for the experiment. Of course, everyone didn't know what he thought in his heart.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the shadow of Yilu Town appeared at the end of the road. The number of black houses increased compared to when they left.

When he arrived at Yilu Town, He Qihuan asked Xiaohong to go home first. Xiaohong was happy and jumped and just ran for two steps. He immediately stopped again and turned around and asked He Qihuan: "Young Master, where are you living? I saw Grandpa and I still have to serve you."

He Qi laughed: "No, no, you haven't been home for half a year, just treat it as a holiday. Live well with your grandfather. We will take care of ourselves. I will take good care of two old seniors."

Wuchen interrupted: "Take good care? It's impossible. Be honest in life and don't make promises easily if you can't do things. But, child, go and say hello to your grandfather for me."

Xiaohong looked at the three of them reluctantly, nodded, and turned around and flew towards her familiar home. But she thought to herself: go home to take care of her grandfather for a few days, and then come back to serve the young master.

After Xiaohong left, the three of them began to discuss where to stay this time.

Shangguan Ren strongly demanded to live in the original place, saying that there were habits and that there were so many poor people, which made Wuchen do good deeds. Wuchen firmly opposed it, saying that the killers had visited that place and were unsafe. If there were another killer, it would not matter. What should they do if they hurt He Qihuan?

Shangguan Renze said confidently: "The most dangerous place is the safest place. If the killer comes, he will not come again. This is the principle of darkness under the lamp, do you know?" In fact, Shangguan Ren was eager to expose his target. Someone came to assassinate it, so it would be easier to induce He Qihuan to kill and set fire. Will Wuchen not know his thoughts? He refused!

He Qihuan's legs were sore. Seeing that the two old men had not yet reached a conclusion, he strongly suggested living in the warrior transfer station in the south district of the town. In fact, he missed a few classmates and believed that they would also enter the forest to practice. Li Qi is a third-level warrior, and Xiaoxue didn't know what level it was. If you were not careful in the forest, your life would be in danger. He was covered by two peerless masters, and they almost died last time. And Li Qi, what about Xiaoxue? Xiaoxue may have the White Clothing Castle, or Li Qi is bad, so he wants to help him well.

Under He Qihuan's strong request, the two old men reluctantly stopped quarreling and came to the south of the town together. This has become a new town area, with countless high-rise buildings arranged in sequence along the newly opened avenues. The local government rented them with different gold coins according to the area and location of the buildings in order to make a good fortune from the samurai's pocket and increase local fiscal revenue.

Along the way, Shangguan Ren's eyes were swaying, looking at the people who lived wherever they lived were extremely vicious, and they were extremely evil, and they wanted to live wherever they wanted; Wu Chen, on the contrary, must find people who were full of righteousness, heroes and righteousness, and uphold justice. After a quarrel, he finally found a small courtyard. The residents on the left were kind-hearted and the people on the right were fierce.

The three of them walked into the courtyard. There was a second floor in the courtyard, with three rooms on each floor. Now there was only one team of five people living in, one on the left side of the first floor.

Shangguan Ren was rich and generous. He took out the gold coins given by Du Mansion and wrapped all three houses on the second floor, just one person and one room. In front of the two floors was a long corridor. The three of them each took chairs from the room and sat down in the corridor.

Shangguan Ren and Wuchen looked at each other for a while, and then stared at He Qihuan, with wrinkles on their foreheads covered with Sichuan characters. They obviously racked their brains to start thinking about how to educate He Qihuan.

He Qihuan suddenly stood up and said to the two old people: "I have two classmates who are also here to practice in the forest this time. I don't know if they are here. I want to go and see."

"What identity are you going?" Shangguan Ren asked with a slanted eye.

Wu Chen nodded repeatedly and said, "It is absolutely necessary to visit and help classmates. But now your martial arts skills are so low, you must not reveal your identity!"

"There are many people in the world who want to kill you!" Shangguan Ren also said earnestly.

He Qihuan couldn't help but raise the doubts in his heart: "You two have always asked me not to reveal your identity, saying that many people want to kill me. Kill me? Aren't you afraid of your anger?" He Qihuan was a little puzzled.

"In theory, it should be afraid, but why is the Jianghu called Jianghu? It is that the theory is often ineffective, and the world is often unexpected," Shangguan Ren stroked his beard and said lightly, "Not to mention those who want to become famous and crazy, if you kill you, you will become famous immediately. These young men only care about possession for a while, not for eternity, but just a hot brain and regardless of consequences. What I worry about the most is this kind of person. If you are not careful, you are killed by such a worthless person, and I am really crying."

Wuchen also looked bitter and nodded repeatedly. On the one hand, he admitted that there were too many of these people, and on the other hand, he felt guilty for not being able to enlighten them.

"So, I force you to practice. If your martial arts level reaches the primary level, you can rest assured. Those young men are all half-buckets of water, and their martial arts level will not exceed the eighth level warrior; as long as you are a level nine warrior or above, you will basically be cautious when your mind is hot, very few people will use their hands and carry their swords."

"Then, I am safe when facing people at the level of warriors?" He Qihuan asked.

"Not necessarily," Wu Chen said quietly, "Shangguan donor has been doing evil for so many years (Shangguan Ren is beside him), and has done something wrong, laying the factors of "evil". Many people have no choice but to do anything to him, so they will naturally not seek revenge on him. In addition, he has no descendants and relatives, and if you have some connection with him, it may become a substitute for their hatred. It is very likely that some people who have deep hatred for Shangguan donor will vent their resentment on you and kill you, of course they will be secretly. Therefore, I often teach you to treat others kindly, like Shangguan donor, who will do their own thing, and will always have evil retribution for evil in their lifetime..."

"Bah!" Shangguan Ren finally couldn't help it. At first Wuchen said bad things, but he still taught He Qihuan's philosophy of saving his life. He endured it. Now Wuchen is involved in ideological education. Why didn't he fight back quickly? So he solemnly said: "Boy, the monk's first half is right, and the latter is pure nonsense. Do you think that this monk did the so-called good things and no one hated him, yes, big ones! He ruined the good things of He Qihuan, and forced his wife and children to separate his family and his family, so this monk was also extremely angry. Many people wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood. To this old monk, these people knew they would be defeated and would not kill him. These people would..." Shangguan Ren looked at He Qihuan with malicious intentions and laughed.

Then, he also quickly conducted ideological education: "Why do you have to vent your hatred on your head? The most important thing is that you are not cruel enough and not strong enough. If anyone provokes you, you will kill him without leaving any armor, blood flows into a river, and implicates the nine tribes, then..."

"This is a big mistake! The hatred will become deeper and deeper. The so-called enemies should be resolved rather than formed..." Wu Chen felt something was wrong when he heard this, so he quickly interrupted and carried out the rescue work of He Qihuan.
Chapter completed!