"Thank you Mr. Luo." Qin Yang promised: "If Mr. Luo needs my help in the future, just speak."

Luo Chenyu was disdainful and sneered: "What kind of person is my grandfather? How could there be a place to need your help? I really respect yourself!"

"Shut up!" Luo Wenhou lowered his face unhappily and scolded: "If you say such uneducated words, don't think about leaving Kyoto in the future!"

"grandfather..."

Luo Chenyu was very dissatisfied. He was obviously telling the truth, but his grandfather scolded him!

When Qin Yang heard Luo Chenyu's words, he laughed it off.

The things arranged by Luo Wenhou naturally need to be done quickly, and no one dares to delay.

Soon, Qin Yang took Zhao Lingxi and took a transport plane to his small mountain village.

It was a bit funny and hilarious. He was still hesitating whether to go back to the small mountain village, but now he had to go back.

He really hoped that the old man had come back now, so he could ask what the favor he owed to the Lin family was.

Zhao Zhongyang did not leave, but stayed in Wanyaotang to entertain Luo Wenhou.

Although Luo Wenhou said that he didn't need it, Zhao Zhongyang still stayed. Anyway, he thought he couldn't help, so it would be better to wait for good news at home.

The two sat opposite each other to make tea, and Luo Wenhou smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to have some connection with the Han family in Donghai..."

Zhao Zhongyang said angrily: "Who wants to be involved with them?"

Luo Wenhou comforted him a few words, then his cell phone tinkled, as if a message came in.

He took out his phone and clicked on it. He had been watching this news for a while.

After he put down his phone, he looked at Zhao Zhongyang meaningfully: "It seems that the biggest gain of my trip to Tianjiang is not to cure my injuries."

Zhao Zhongyang also saw his eyes and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Does Mr. Luo have any unexpected gains?"

Luo Chenyu also asked, "Grandpa, have you received any good news?"

Luo Wenhou kept it a secret, and thought of Qin Yang who had just left, and his smile became even stronger: "It's indeed good news, but... let's talk about it tomorrow."

...

A few hours later, the transport plane sent Qin Yang and Zhao Lingxi to the small mountain village where he had lived for twenty years.

The transport plane did not leave directly, but waited for Qinyang in a flat place nearby.

Qin Yang opened the lock and pushed open the wooden door. It was clean and spotless. It was obvious that someone had cleaned it.

"Have the master been back?"

He has been away for almost three months, and it is impossible for the house to be completely dusty.

Before I could think about it, Qin Yang first put Zhao Lingxi on the bed, and then went out to find the Soul-Growing Grass.

The sky was almost dark, but Qin Yang had divine thoughts, so he could see clearly even the dark environment.

His small mountain village is ordinary, it is considered ordinary, not ordinary, not ordinary, not ordinary.

Qin Yang has been honing himself in the mountains since he was a child, and his master, that old man, has often thrown him into deeper depths.

Every time he came back with bruises and wounds, there were many thick-skinned beasts in this continuous mountain, even Qin Yang felt it was difficult.

And the soul-elongated grass is right next to the hole of a python.

Now go to a point to pick it, and I don’t know if it will alarm the giant python.
Chapter completed!