"I'll leave first." The atmosphere was awkward for a while, so the man wanted to leave. Then he took out a three-inch wooden token from his arms and handed it to Yang Yuhan. "When you finish this, take it to Laizhou City. There is a brothel in the city called "Peony Garden". When you get there, go find the madam and hand it over to her. She will tell you how to find me."

Yang Yuhan took the token and nodded and said, "Okay."

"What's your name?" the man asked.

Yang Yuhan replied: "Yang...Yang Yuhan."

The man didn't believe it: "Tell the truth."

Yang Yuhan looked at him meaningfully, and then paused, "My name is Yang Wenxu."

"Yes." The man nodded with satisfaction, "But you didn't know when you first came here. The word "Wen" in your name is against the four gods, so it's best to change it early."

Yang Yuhan was also easy-going: "Then my name is Yang...Yuhan."

The man smiled and nodded, "Well. This name is quite pleasant, so call it this in the future." After saying that, he was about to raise his foot, but suddenly remembered something, so he asked Yu Han again, "By the way, where did you meet the young master?"

Seeing that he had been avoiding talking about his name, Yang Yuhan didn't care too much, so he just replied: "What's wrong with it when he was on the crater?"

"Hmm..." the man asked again, "Then what has he found around?"

Yang Yuhan shook his head: "No, I met him from the beginning and have been together all the time."

The man said thoughtfully, "Then did you see other people when you left?"

"Yes." Yang Yuhan remembered the words of Lianmu at that time, "It seems that the Qing Cavalry has passed."

After hearing this, the man could see that he was a little disappointed: "Oh. That's all right. I'll leave. You have to be careful later. I think that girl is very fierce."

Yang Yuhan nodded: "I want to ask you something else."

The man nodded and said, "You said."

Yang Yuhan glanced at him and said, "Can his arm still be connected?"

The man smiled and said, "I can't handle it anymore. But as far as I know, it was Lian Yong's uncle who gave birth to a pair of skilled hands, maybe he has a way."

"Okay. I understand." Yang Yuhan replied, "I'll go find you when I'm done."

"Well." The man said earnestly, "I will tell you again not to get involved in the family affairs of the Lian tribe. To this world... you are just a stranger. I have heard of some things about strange people. For example, you have given up practicing mysterious methods since ancient times, but chose to study various tools and many strange tricks. For example, there are very few strange beasts in your world, so you know almost nothing about them. Therefore, you will definitely be unable to move in this world, let alone you and Lian mu are just a first-time acquaintance, so you do not need to cause trouble for him."

Yang Yuhan smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I believe that you promised to let me stay here by myself, which means you believe in my character and want to use it to test me. And about family affairs that are connected, please rest assured that I will definitely grasp the right measure, but I can't ignore it. After all, he has helped me, what do you think?"

"That's natural. As long as you have a number, it's fine." The man nodded with relief, "Then I'll ask you the last thing, what happened to High Priest Ying?"

Yang Yuhan replied: "He later... became emperor, but died three years after he ascended the throne."

"Hey. What a pity... What a pity..." The man sighed, and finally returned Lianmu to him, and then looked at Lian Xiaowu outside the Fengqiu, "Okay, the young master will give it to you first. After you go out later... you will give him to that girl. Don't think that her teaching you wind skills means you have a good relationship. She must have taken a fancy to your talent and wanted to win you over." He paused and said, "But no matter what, she was also entrusted. For people in the world, credibility is always the most important thing. Otherwise, she wouldn't fight with me to steal the young master back, so you must not be clever and be careful to hurt yourself."

Yang Yuhan nodded and said, "Well, I'll listen to you."

The man nodded with satisfaction: "Wait for this young man to wake up... Remember to let him make a dress for you. Your outfit is too swagger and it is easy to become the target of public criticism."

Yang Yuhan responded again. The man then looked outside the wind raft again. Taking advantage of Lian Xiaowu's chance to pause, he said, "I'm leaving" and disappeared in front of him.

...

"Stop chasing!" Seeing Lian Xiaowu wanting to chase after him, Yang Yuhan hurriedly manipulated the sea water beneath him to lift himself and the curtain, and wanted to follow him, but he immediately found that the surging of the sea water was far less than the wind, and he was thrown away by Xiaowu in a flash.

Fortunately, she stopped soon, and Yang Yuhan immediately blocked her. He was about to continue to dissuade him, but he saw that Xiaowu had cried into tears.

“…”

"Uh..." Yang Yuhan looked at her helplessly, then tentatively put his hand on her shoulder, and stopped talking.

She cried for a while before sobbing, "For... why are they always like this? Just... just... just... just for your own selfish interests, you can harm us. What did we do wrong?!"

Yang Yuhan sighed softly: "You are right, they are wrong." But he didn't think so in his heart - Yuhan had long been used to seeing the strong and strong, and knew that even for thousands, even when they were going to prey on the small fish and shrimp, they never asked what the small fish and shrimp felt, nor did they care whether their death would make their family sad. Because this is the case in this world, even if cattle and sheep eat grass, even if it is getting bigger and bigger gap between the rich and the poor. Diligent and smart people should be rich, while ordinary people should be poor.

As long as you don’t go over the slightest “balance”.

Lian Xiaowu, who was filled with grief and anger, plunged into his arms, making him feel a little soft-hearted. After all, he is not a cold-blooded person. Seeing that the people around him are injured, he cannot be just a bystander.

But when he sighed again, he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only comfort Xiaowu with a hug while letting her cry.

Before he knew it, a trace of evil thought suddenly came to his mind, and Yang Yuhan quickly suppressed it again. Fortunately, Feng Shen finally found it back at this time. After seeing this scene, it silently got to Lian Xiaowu's hand and started licking it gently.

"Wind God..." Lian Xiaowu turned his body sideways and looked at it with grievance. Tears still hang on his beautiful face.

A strong wind suddenly blew over and blew it into a slant.

Yang Yuhan looked at the messy sea and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Hmm.

The wind is blowing.
Chapter completed!