Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

After returning from Hall of Heroes, Yan Qiaotian was in a depressed mood, not because of what Hou Hu said about Hall of Heroes, but because of the uproar that Hou Hu mentioned at the end. From the bottom of his heart, he didn’t want to know about the so-called Dust, let alone know the past between him and Wu Fuqian, for him now, the most important thing is to end the matter of Aotianmen as soon as possible.As for the entanglement between him and Wu Fuqian, after he left Aotianmen, it will disappear with time.

The day when Yan Qiaotian leaves Aotianmen is getting closer and closer, he thought, he should find a way to solve those difficult characters, but for him now, it is important to know that the other party's martial arts is not strong. Most importantly, inquiring about the other party's whereabouts has become the most difficult thing. If I am not in the Hall of Heroes, I can only wait for the opportunity to search at night.

That night, when it was getting dark, there was a heavy rain, and the air was obviously much cooler. Yan Qiaotian thought, this should be an excellent opportunity for him, maybe those people were because the weather was too hot during the day They are all nestled in the room, and it is cooler outside now, so they all want to come out for a walk.

Yan Qiaotian changed into night clothes and shuttled through the Aotian Gate like a fleeting ghost. Even in the daytime, his figure is not easy to be spotted, let alone at night when the sightlines are even worse.

Yan Qiaotian curled up under the eaves of Aotianmen, he quietly listened to the movement around him, except for some unknown insects, he did not hear any sound at this moment.

He didn't dare to walk around casually. After all, there were still some people here who made him unable to figure out the real situation. If he encountered one or two, he might be able to handle it, but if he encountered several, would he be unscathed? That too is unknown.

Fortunately, Yan Qiaotian's concentration is good, he can maintain the same posture for several hours, so it is precisely because of his good concentration that he finally got the desired result.

When a few unfamiliar voices came from near and far, Yan Qiaotian hid her body inside and curled up even more.

"It's so cool outside today, the masters don't come out, so they have to stay in the house, and it's not too hot." A young voice whispered.

"That's right, I haven't killed people in the heat these days." A echoed voice sounded like a middle-aged voice.

"Hey, let's take a good breath outside and go back later, anyway, they don't have time to talk to us right now." After the young man finished speaking, he obviously stood where he was, and didn't intend to go any further.

"Hey, I've been out for a long time, and I don't know when we can go back. My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me at home." The middle-aged voice sighed.

The young voice said impatiently: "Brother, don't you bother to talk about it from Jueming Ridge to Aotianmen?"

"You are different from me. I have a wife and children. Yan Qiaotian's Qingyun Club is not so easy to mess with. I'm really afraid..." The tone of the middle-aged voice trembled a little, and he was very afraid of thinking about the afterlife.

"Look at how promising you are. What are you afraid of? We are not easy to provoke. Didn't you see that Jueming Ridge was almost destroyed by us? And this time the young master also went out to carry out the plan. What are you afraid of? ?” The young voice said contemptuously.

"I don't know when the young master will come back?"

"Never mind him, anyway, we're drunk today, we just need to take care of ourselves, nothing else has anything to do with us." When the young voice said this, he seemed to walk away, but Yan Qiaotian still heard it The last few words, "...I don't know if the master will go out for a walk tonight..."

"...who knows, maybe..."

After the two left, Yan Qiaotian came out from the darkness. He looked at the disappearing figures of the two, smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and thought in his heart, he was really lucky tonight, and there was nowhere to be found after breaking through the iron shoes. It took no effort to get it, which really verified what I had gained tonight.

Wu Fuqian went to execute the plan, what kind of plan is it, is it another sneak attack plan?

And who are the masters mentioned by those two people?Sun Boliang or Black and White Shuangsha?

This master likes to go out for a walk at night, it seems that he has something to do these nights.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but slightly raised his mouth. He looked up at the Hall of Heroes that was still flickering with candles, and his smile grew stronger, but after a while, his figure disappeared into the twilight like a ghost.

Although the news has been found out, Yan Qiaotian doesn't want to make a move so soon. It is very important for him now, and no mistakes can be made no matter what, so delaying it for a while can also avoid unnecessary troubles.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Qiaotian still went to the kitchen to help every day. It rained yesterday, and the weather was obviously cooler. Even sitting in the kitchen, there was a cool breeze blowing in from the door, blowing away the stuffy heat on her body.

Sun Fu, who has been busy in the mansion, finally had a chance to visit Yan Qiaotian today, and he added loudly outside the kitchen: "Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang."

When Yan Qiaotian heard this, he smiled awkwardly at the servant beside him, and immediately rushed out the door.

Sun Fu was sitting on the rocking chair in the yard, when he saw Yan Qiaotian, he smiled and waved to him.

Yan Qiaotian walked up to Sun Fu quickly, and said with a smile, "Your uncle is looking for Xiao Lang?"

Sun Fu motioned him to sit down, took out a small cloth bag from his pocket, and said, "Xiao Lang, you will be leaving in a few days, and I don't have anything to give you. This is what I have saved over the years. I will give you some rare things today, and I will keep them for your son to play with in the future." After speaking, Sun Fu put the small cloth bag into Yan Qiaotian's hands.

Yan Qiaotian weighed the small cloth bag, and asked suspiciously: "What is it, it seems quite heavy?"

Sun Fu took out the pipe from behind, smiled and said, "Look slowly when you go back, it's not something expensive, it's just something that children like, I'm sure your future son will like it." After finishing speaking, he put the pipe on the rocking chair He tapped twice on the armrest.

Seeing this situation, Yan Qiaotian put the small cloth bag into his close-fitting pocket, then took the tobacco bag in Sun Fu's hand, and said: "Let Xiao Lang put it on for the uncle." After speaking, he put the tobacco in the tobacco bag Carefully filled the pouch, and helped Sun Fu light the tobacco.

Sun Fu looked at Yan Qiaotian's skillful help with a smile on his face, and when he took Hanyan back into his hands, he sighed softly and said, "Oh, no one is willing to help me after Xiaolang left. Put on dry smoke."

"How could it be? After Xiao Lang left, there will naturally be better people for the uncle to order, right?" Yan Qiaotian said eagerly.

"Would it be great if Xiao Lang was my son?" Sun Fu took a deep puff of his cigarette and said in a breathless voice.

"If Grandpa gets old in the future and no one wants to serve him, then let Xiao Lang come to pick him up. Xiao Lang's family has a lot of people, so it will be lively." Yan Qiaotian took Sun Fu's arm and said affectionately.

In Yan Qiaotian's heart, Sun Fu seems to be the one who is willing to give his heart. If the matter here is over, he will definitely give him a choice, whether he is willing to stay here or return to Qingyun Club with him ?