Huamo

Write incomprehensible words. Su Bai opened it and frowned: "Is the Tai Tuo only looking at such things?" "

"There is still a copy here," Gongsun Lu pointed to the middle of the ancient book, and then took out the small book that was sandwiched.

Open the small book, but saw some fragmentary notes on it, which seems to be a kind of translation, and there are probably some words: "Nine-turning wheel division is an artifact of the country, and the combination of formations can ensure national security."

"Division of Judgment, Division of Control, Division of Ningshen, Division of Weifang, Division of Time, and Division of Wanwan."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Gongsun Lu was depressed: "Could it be that Mrs. Dong is playing foreign languages?"

The other two also felt that there was no beginning and no end, so they only remembered a mysterious content. As for the ancient book like a heavenly book, they didn't know where it came from.

After the three of them went out, it happened that Dong Wei had also finished talking about state affairs, sat down for a while and had lunch, and the five of them bid farewell to him.

"An Chen, you can't ride a horse, so I'll ride with you." Lian Heng helped An Xuansu out, his eyes were firm and strong, and he could not refuse.

"Yeah." An Xuansu nodded unnaturally, not daring to look at Lian Heng's too sharp eyes. The other party's eyes are like a sword, which can cut through all disguises.

Dong Wei and his wife sent them to the east of Tangqiao Town, watched them gallop forward, and then returned to their rural residence, as if nothing had happened.

The road to the mirage, lost in the dark.

【Donghai · Mirage】

Mirage City is a place far away from the hustle and bustle. You can hear the sound of the waves and watch the vast white clouds and the sea. It is comfortable and leisurely. Compared with the people in other places who live in dire straits, this place is really a paradise.

Most of the people here are from their ancestors. They only know how to do business and go to sea, so they almost all know each other. Therefore, the atmosphere here is happy and harmonious, and each family lives and works in peace and prosperity.

It was almost dusk when the five people arrived in the mirage city, and the bustling mirage city died down. The vendors who were coming and going were busy cleaning up their shops and rushing home for dinner, and the children also bounced home from their private schools, which was peaceful.

"Young Master Lian, are you back?" An old man cleaned up the stall and greeted Lian Heng who was passing by.

Lian Heng came here two years ago, and in less than half a year, he became one with the people here. Everyone knows that the owner of the wooden pavilion in Mixue Mountain is Lian Heng, a wealthy businessman.

"Young Master Lian, long time no see." The surrounding people also warmly gathered around to say hello.

Seeing this, Lian Heng got off his horse, and by the way, hugged An Xuansu who was riding with him, and replied gently and kindly: "This time I came back to bring a few friends to play."

"Mr. Lian's friends are our friends. Let's play in Mirage with peace of mind." A kind aunt set her eyes on Gongsun Lu, Li Jinsha and Su Bai who had already dismounted.

"It's getting late, everyone go back." Lian Heng waved and said.

"Okay, okay, chat with Mr. Lian again when I have a chance."

After saying goodbye, everyone left one after another. At this time, Lian Heng pointed to the conspicuous big ship by the sea and said, "That ship is 'King Mirage'. Construction started two years ago, and it has been completed by now."

Suddenly, Mo Qiaozhi's excited voice came from a distance: "Master, you are here." Afterwards, Fu Moyi, who was wearing a half white mask, said, "Master."

"Uncle Mo? Xiaomo?" Lian Heng suddenly thought of He in surprise, jumped three feet high with joy, and said in surprise, "Master! Is Master also here?!"

"Uh... Mister asked his subordinates to take care of the young master. He will arrive a few days later." Mo Qiao dismounted and said with some regret.

"Master really doesn't miss me at all?" Lian Heng's face suddenly collapsed, with a sad expression on his face.

"Master, don't worry, sir didn't say no, it's just a few days late." Mo Qiaozhi comforted quickly.

"Uncle, long time no see." Gongsun Lu greeted acquaintances naturally when he saw them.

"Uncle Mo, I'm back too~" Su Bai blithely ran to Mo Qiaozhi's side and hugged Mo Qiaozhi's arm like a son coquettish with his father.

"Mr. Su." Mo Qiaozhi smiled lovingly. He looked at Gongsun Lu with a questioning expression, and asked meaningfully, "I am old and can't remember things. May I ask this young master's name?"

Gongsun Lu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he didn't expect Xiao Hengheng's servant to be so smart. He laughed and said, "My name is Jin Ziyi, uncle, don't forget it next time."

"Oh, Mr. Jin, I remember." Mo Qiaozhi smiled and nodded again and again. He looked at An Xuansu who was leaning on Lian Heng's side, and asked friendlyly, "Who is this young master?"

"I'm An Xuansu, it's a pleasure to meet you." An Xuansu replied politely.

"So it's Mrs. An." Mo Qiaozhi nodded, looked at Lian Heng and continued, "Young master, this subordinate has already ordered someone to prepare a dinner party for you all."

"Well, then let's go." After Lian Heng said, he hugged An Xuansu who was beside him onto the horse, and got on the horse himself.

Gongsun Lu was about to get on his horse, when he suddenly saw Li Jinsha staring at one place motionless, followed his gaze and found that he was looking at Fu Moyi who was wearing a half mask, just as he was about to ask Li Jinsha, he turned his eyes away Stepping on the horse, he looked at him at the same time and said, "What are you looking at?"

Gongsun Lu grinned and said, "I see you are in a daze." Then he followed the other party astride his horse and whipped his whip forward.

A group of seven people and seven horses headed for the Wooden Pavilion in the Snow Mountain.

【Nianqiu Pavilion】

Tonight is full of stars, as crystal clear as a jade falling into a lake. Looking from the Nianqiu Pavilion, the ship named "Phantom King" is shrouded in a shadow, like a terrible ghost opening its teeth and claws, trying to devour an unknown number of lives.

Lian Heng supported An Xuansu to visit his favorite Nianqiu Pavilion, and asked quite proudly: "An Chen, what do you think of this place?"

"It's really elegant, this is your bedroom?" An Xuansu praised with a smile.

"No." Lian Heng helped An Xuansu to the soft couch, his bright eyes were stained with sadness and helplessness, "The name of this place is Nianqiu Pavilion, I always want to have a drink with Master here one day. Discuss the Tao with tea, play the qin for joy."

"Just now Uncle Mo also said that your master will come over in a few days, there will be a chance." An Xuansu comforted gently.

"Yeah." Lian Heng nodded sadly.

"Young master, I'm asking to see you."

"What's the matter?" Lian Heng stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at Fu Moyi who walked in.

"Young master Jin invited the young master to a party, saying that he wants to roast chicken."

"Yeah." Lian Heng nodded, he looked at An Xuansu's legs and said in embarrassment, "An Chen, you..."

"You go." An Xuansu said with a smile, "There are quite a lot of books in this pavilion, and I am happy to read them quietly for a while."

"Well then, I'll pick you up later." Lian Heng nodded and called a well-behaved waiter to wait on him.

"The injury is alright, I will go back to my room when I am tired." An Xuansu shook his head helplessly.

"Dong'er, take good care of Mr. An." Lian Heng looked at the well-behaved little servant and ordered.

"Yes, master." Dong'er nodded obediently.

Lian Heng took one more look at An Xuansu and followed Fu Mo to leave.

An hour later.

Nianqiu Pavilion was warm and harmonious, surrounded by concentrated sandalwood. Dong'er stood staggeringly beside An Xuansu and kept dozing off, unable to open his eyes. An Xuansu moved his gaze from the book to Dong'er, and appeared Said: "Dong'er, go down and rest."

"Ah? Ah! Mr. An, I'm sorry." Dong'er shook her head in horror, knelt down and apologized repeatedly.

"It's okay, you go and rest." An Xuansu said warmly.

"But……"

"Don't worry, if your young master blames you, I will explain it to you." An Xuansu comforted, his soft and friendly voice made Dong'er no longer afraid, he thanked happily and left Nianqiu Pavilion.

After Dong'er left, An Xuansu was still reading the scriptures quietly, when suddenly a fierce gust of wind came from the large French windows, and with a "boom", a dagger flew in and stuck it on the wooden beam, carrying A note.

An Xuansu seemed to have expected it, he calmly stepped down from the soft couch, pulled out the dagger, and opened the note, only to see a few simple and concise words on it: "If you want to know the reason of witchcraft and save the accused people, then Go to Mirage King alone."

"Interesting." An Xuansu showed a cold smile. He was completely different from the gentle and refined An Xuansu. The note in his hand gradually ignited and turned into ashes in the palm of his hand...

After taking the pen and paper and leaving a note, An Xuansu left alone.

【beach】

Light a bonfire on the beach at night, if the stars are dotted in the sky, and the barbecue is fragrant, it is very enjoyable.

I saw Gongsun Lu sitting cross-legged by the campfire, holding six fat cow sticks and wandering around the campfire, his eyes were concentrated, Li Jinsha on the left looked at the flames and seemed to be thinking, while Su Bai on the right was bored stirring sesame oil and soy sauce with a spoon .

"Little boy, give me soy sauce."

Su Bai reluctantly handed it over, doubting, "Can you do it, young master?"

"Master, my culinary skills are superb, and even the royal chef is willing to bow down." Gongsun Lu didn't brag, he had nothing to do except spend time and drink, just play with those dishes, and sometimes cook dishes to please his father, in order to let him go out and play wild.

"How do you know how well the royal chef is doing?"

The light gray eyes turned, and Gongsun Lu immediately pushed Li Jinsha aside with his elbow: "The dead lady always said that the cooking of the young master is better than that of the imperial chef."

"Yes." Li Jinsha agreed without a word, the flames flickering in his black eyes.

"Okay!" Gongsun Lu triumphantly took the skewers out of the fire, and handed them to Li Jinsha first: "Hurry up and get one first."

"It's also a friend, why don't you give it to me!" Su Bai yelled: "You are really a bitch!"

"Who made you the third child?" Gongsun Lu was merciless.

Li Jinsha took a bunch with his hand and took a bite. He rarely came back from the fugue, and smiled lightly: "Yo, a little bit of progress."