At noon, Zhuque Street was still deserted, and the Moyun Tower was so high that it was as quiet as an ancient building covered with dust, without any sound.

When he was young, a horse swirled across the corner of the street like a wind, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped. The young man looked at Mo Yun on the horse in a daze, turned over and got off the horse, and rushed into the building.

The servants and maids had already been dismissed, and Xiao Hou had not returned for several days. Pingzi and Afu went to the shop to help. An Bochen climbed up the tower, and the sound of footsteps returned in the empty corridor, which made him feel even more nervous.

When I arrived at the seventh floor, the wind rolled the curtains and the bells rang. An Bochen swept the building, but there was no one. Not only Sima Jin, but even Li Xiaoguan, who had turned around early, was not in the building.

My heart was thumping, and Amber Chen's mouth was undulating, panting, his hands clenched into fists, and blue veins were bulging.

"Amitabha, why is the donor in such a hurry?"

A Qin monk with a smile on his lips appeared at the stairs, followed by Zhang Bushi, who looked sad, and was carrying ten bags of wine bags in his hand.

Ignoring Wu Hua, An Bochen walked straight to the Tibetan Hall.

Pushing in, no bucket fell from the mén this time. Not only did Amber Chen's concerns not ease, but they became a little thicker.

Until I saw the notes on the couch.

——Xiaopang and I went out of the city to buy a few good horses and returned before the evening.

After breathing a sigh of relief, An Bochen tightly pinched the note and felt relieved. But then he thought, what if Mr. Li secretly injured Sima Jin when he left the city?

Although there is no large horse farm in Liuguo, there are more than ten small horse farms distributed more than ten miles away from Liujing, which are specially designed for purchase by officials and nobles. An Bochen didn't know which horse farm Sima Jin went to. If he went to find her at this time, he would probably have to be in the afternoon when he went to the suburbs. If he found the wrong place, he would not have time to turn around before the evening.

I was anxious and the young man was wandering around in the Tibetan hall. The fame and disgrace caused by the rehabilitation in the past twenty days disappeared in an instant. An Bochen was beaten back to his original form and could no longer remain calm.

"Don't donor An worry about that nv donor?"

The Buddhist son's Zen heart, divine wisdom, and unpretentious observation, and he could guess some clues in a moment.

Although he didn't know what happened, Wuhua couldn't help but sigh and said, "Amitabha, all appearances are empty, and sè is also empty. If the donor doesn't look away, what?" Before he finished speaking, An Bochen glared back coldly.

"drink wine!"

However, Zhang Bushi walked up in a muffled voice, raised his wine bag and handed it to An Bochen.

liquor?

An Bochen was stunned, then raised his hand to take the wine bag.

After following the young master for four years, as a servant, An Bochen was not qualified to drink. However, in Yuanjing Village, when An Bochen was five or six years old, his father and uncle next door always liked to use chopsticks to order bad wine and hand it to An Bochen. An Bochen was so hot that he stuck out his tongue, then stood timidly aside, holding his eyebrows at the laughing adults.

At this moment, Anbochen's heart was as numb as the wine fragrance filled his nose. Anbochen didn't care about it, and raised his wine bag and poured it into his mouth. Wuhua and Zhang Bushi were dumbfounded by the side.

Guihuā is a famous tribute wine in Liujing. It is not only tributed to Liujun, but also tributed to the Kuang royal family. It is famous and has its own unique features. It is sweet and mellow in the mouth, not spicy in the throat, and not strong in the belly. The smell of wine emits a faint scent of Guihuā. All the officials and nobles in Jiangnan are happy to drink it. However, the alcohol has great momentum and is not weaker than any kind of strong wine in the world. It can only be made into a short meal and cannot be drunk quickly. For example, Anbochen's drinking method is not only a waste of natural resources, but also easy to get drunk.

After a bag of wine, An Bochen's face turned red and staggered out of the Tibetan hall, sat on the low couch, staring blankly at the clouds outside the window, and the neighbors were silent and cold.

Wuhua followed him helplessly, and did not forget to stare at Zhang Bushi. Zhang Bushi spread his hands as if nothing had happened, even if he didn't know that An Bochen would not drink.

The young people sat on the seventh floor of Moyun Tower. An Bochen looked at the window, and Wuhua and Zhang Bushi tasted the fragrance of osmanthus and remained silent.

After looking at each other, Wuhua and Zhang Bushijio changed their eyes, shook their heads at the same time, and took back the words from their mouths.

They came to Moyun Tower this time to find out the secrets of the si-master, the two-headed snake demon, and the young man in the blue shirt who could not see through in Moyun Tower. After a few years, Wuhua and Zhang Bushi would not bring ten bags of good wine like today and sit with An Bochen. With their identities and strength, they can naturally get the secret they want by using strong or other means.

But even the children of the divine master cannot destroy the young man's heart. The young man is full of energy, passionate, likes to fight, and likes to make friends. Maybe he is unruly, but he is not as smooth as an adult, straightforward as he goes, and his grudges are all around his mouth.

Wuhua and Zhang Bushi are both promising sons of heaven. They are above the top, and the princes and grandsons may not be favored, let alone the family members of Liujing who are mediocre. This time, when they traveled to Liujing, the biggest surprise was Amber Chen, who had a secret technique and a resignation from the aristocratic family.

So what if he was born in poverty and humbleness, what if he was humble? The Wuhua in the past was also a monster in the mouths of others. He didn't even dare to raise his parents and abandoned it in the wilderness. Zhang Bushi was not much better. The merchants in Guanzhong lost their family and began to support themselves at the age of six. Perhaps the two of them were the few people in Liujing who did not look down on An Bochen because of their status. Perhaps it was because of their background that they looked up to An Bochen.

I came to Mo Yun today, one to find out the secret, and two, more or less with the intention of making friends.

Since we came to make a decision, we had to ask openly about the secrets. At this time, An Bochen was already drunk and it was easy to find out those secrets. However, the two young men stopped talking at the same time, but they did not want to take advantage of others' danger.

The warm afternoon breeze is pleasant, flowing on the seventh floor of the ink clouds, blowing away the remaining fragrance of osmanthus.

Wuhua and Zhang Bushi were still a little unwilling to let go at the beginning. After a few sips of wine, they no longer cared about An Bochen, who was thinking about his worries, and they drank happily.

"With cloth shoes, why do you think that snake demon lingers in Yu Liujing?"

"How do I know."

"According to the little monk, there are only two reasons for the demons lurking in the world. One is to steal treasures, and the other is to eat living people. But the snake demon I saw that day had already cultivated the human form. Logically speaking, it should no longer be greedy for people. In this way, there is only one reason left in Liujing. There must be something he has obtained but not obtained in this Liujing."

The monks of Qin State updated ~ New w.com's words drifted into An Bochen's ears along the autumn wind. After a long time of rest, the two forces of water and fire digested the alcohol. An Bochen was already a little awake.

"Stolen treasures"

An Bochen's eyes flashed and he murmured.

Wuhua smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked at each other with Zhang Bushi, turned to An Bochen and said, "Did Master An know, what treasure is there in this Liujing?"

Upon hearing this, An Bochen shook his head.

If there is a treasure in Liujing, it can only be the Jiuchen Lord who has the secret book of immortals. However, Jiuchen Lord is clearly the item of Prince Li, and then fell into the hands of the left prince. The two snakes were used to test the lottery in the end. Obviously, it was irrelevant to them, and the secret book of immortals was even more unknown. However, in "The Strange Talk of the Great Kuang God", it records the method of becoming an immortal. Prince Li also "refined" the four servants, including An Bochen, and stopped halfway. It was not surprising.

When he thought that over the past four years, the young master who had been waiting for him was a snake demon, who regarded the common people as grass and pawns, regardless of life or death, An Bochen was in a daze and depressed, staring at Zhang Bushi. After a while, his face turned slightly red and stretched out a hand.

Zhang Bushi looked at An Bochen, then at Guihuāxiang. Under Wuwawei's gaze, he reluctantly took out a wine bag and handed it to An Bochen, muttering something on his mouth.

After taking the wine bag, An Bochen took a sip, thought for a moment, and asked Xiang Wuhua: "Dare you ask Master Wuhuā, can these monsters be eliminated by those who practice?"

Hearing that An Bochen also called "Wuhuā", Zhang Bushi looked at An Bochen with approval, and a teasing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Wuhua had long been used to it, and ignored it as if he accepted his fate, and smiled and said, "I heard that Master An Shi had been practicing for a short time. The little monk did not believe it before, but now it seems that he has to believe it. The reason why monsters are powerful is that they rely on the power of the body and the innate spiritual gifts. Even so, the way of practicing demons is similar to that of me and humans. They all practice civil and martial arts. Therefore, as long as they have a high level of cultivation, they can kill demons and eliminate demons regardless of practicing Taoist skills, Taoism or secret techniques."

Zhang Bushi, who was standing beside him, also said, "When it comes to killing demons, I have encountered it myself. Last year, I followed the army to conquer the Northern Wilderness and served under the command of the General of the Northern Wilderness. When it comes to General Xiahou, I am also a powerful general of Dakuang. He is very skilled in Taoism. Just talking about martial arts, he can also rank in the top ten among General Dakuang. That night, I followed General Xiahou to patrol the camp. When I arrived at the end of the camp, I suddenly saw two soldiers running back in panic, and they didn't even tied their kids. The general was suspicious, so he led me to find out what you guessed, what did you see?"

Wuhua sighed inwardly, shook his head, and ignored him.

An Bochen smiled and thought to himself that this bitter boy was really not good at keeping him in a silence. It was a world of difference compared to Sima Jin.

Seeing Zhang Bushi looking at him expectantly, An Bochen drank other people's wine and didn't want to sweep his Xingzi, so he pretended to be slightly surprised and said, "Can you see a monster?"

Wuhua looked at An Bochen with a funny look, and a hint of playfulness rose on his handsome face, while Zhang Bushi nodded in an unfathomable way.

"Brother An is right. General Xiahou and I did find monsters, and they were still a monster. She sneaked into the military camp and led the soldiers to come and mess with them, sucking the innate fire for her own practice. General Xiahou was immediately furious and drew his sword. The monster probably had more than a hundred years of practice and had a cultivation level in heaven, but how could he be the opponent of General Xiahou? After ten moves, he could no longer resist it. Before he could escape, he was chopped into two pieces by General Xiahou, revealing his true form. He turned out to be a skunk jing."
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