Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

For some reason, the closer Song Xijun got, the more uneasy he felt.This matter is probably not as simple as the Japanese doing experiments, there must be a bigger secret behind it... Song Xijun thought.

She suddenly saw Qi Tiezui with the word "tired" written all over his face, and immediately turned over and got off the donkey, and followed behind him lightly.

"Xijun, why didn't you sit down? Didn't you sit well just now?" Qi Tiezui stopped and leaned over to ask.Song Xijun's heart warmed, but his face was still cold: "I don't want to sit anymore." In the past five years, she is no longer the kind of little girl who cries, makes troubles and hangs herself. She has learned to hide her emotions...after all...she can't Because of my own willfulness, nonsense, and impulsiveness, I then hurt others.

To grow up is not to learn to express, but to learn to swallow...

"You sit down, it doesn't matter." Qi Tiezui said as if he had seen through what Song Xijun was thinking.Song Xijun didn't speak, just walked forward with big strides, the wind was blowing under his feet.

In these years, he is probably the only one who knows her best...

"There is a village ahead, let's take a rest." Zhang Qishan got off his horse and said.Song Xijun's heart beat a little faster, and he became more and more restless, his palms were slightly sweaty.This feeling has not passed for a long time.Song Xijun's face remained calm.

Why, it feels so familiar here?Song Xijun was puzzled.There seemed to be some vague fragments flashing in her head, and when she wanted to grab them, they disappeared again.

"This village..." Qi Tiezui looked at the utensils scattered on the ground and said, "These things are all old things, why are they placed here casually?"

"Tie the horse here, let's go in!" Zhang Qishan said.Song Xijun suppressed the discomfort in his heart and followed them into the village.

Walking into the village, there was no one in the village. Suddenly, Adjutant Zhang saw a woman with a child walking towards them in a panic. Zhang Qishan gave him a look, and Adjutant Zhang nodded knowingly, and walked forward. : "Auntie, you know this village..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the flustered aunt: "I don't know, I don't know anything..." After finishing speaking, he looked around and prepared to leave quickly.

"Auntie..." Adjutant Zhang stopped the old lady, "We just came to ask for directions."

"Hahaha, it seems that Adjutant Zhang can't do it!" Seeing Adjutant Zhang slumped, Qi Tiezui smiled happily, "Let me go."

But Zhang Qishan ruthlessly retorted: "If the adjutant is not good, you are even worse..." Qi Tiezui put away his grinning expression: "Buddha, why do you look down on people!"

Song Xijun frowned slightly, strode forward, squatted down with a kind face, at eye level with the child, and smiled slightly: "Little brother, can you tell my sister how to get there? You tell my sister, and my sister will give you this." After finishing speaking, Song Xijun took out a necklace and handed it to the child.

The necklace is made of silver, engraved with simple and complicated patterns, and inlaid with a blue gemstone, which glows with a faint blue cold light under the sunlight.

Adjutant Zhang's pupils shrank slightly. Isn't this a family heirloom of the second master's family?He calmed down his expression at random. It seems that she and the second master had already decided to live forever.

Although Song Xijun didn't see Adjutant Zhang's expression, she knew what he was thinking without having to think about it, but she didn't pay attention.

"You..." The woman pulled the child, took the necklace away, and pointed to a small path with a panicked expression, "This is the path." After saying that, she left in a hurry.

Song Xijun returned to his expressionless face, and stood up: "Let's go."

"Mr. Song..." Adjutant Zhang hesitated to speak.

"That's not the second master's heirloom..." Song Xijun said flatly, "It's not my turn to get the heirloom..." After saying that, he walked forward.A flash of light flashed across Zhang Qishan's eyes, he looked at Song Xijun's receding back, and followed him.