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Now the entire Xuanmen circle is still available. Those who can be named after real skills are probably Si Yang. Of course, some sects and families also have some, but the old men in the family may not have the same channel to know them. The sects are in a state of great trouble for the affairs of Devil Lin. As for the aristocratic families, the Lan family has closed their doors for self-inspection. Several elders died in their own family, and the enemy is still watching them. The more they dare not act rashly, the more they will be difficult for others to come out. If Mr. Zhou had not had contact with Si Yang, he would probably have no way to see him.

For this reason, I have been to the Si family more than once. Although I have not been able to get in smoothly, I have known all the flowers and plants around me. I heard that the old man wanted to come to ask for something in person, so I hurriedly ran away and asked for help.

The address of the Si family is easy to find, but unfortunately the building is empty. In the past, it could circle around like a ghost, but now I find the gate as soon as I searched. A strange face came out. I thought Si Yang sold his house and left. After asking, I found out that the person was the servant hired by Si Yang, and Si Yang had already gone to the mountain of Putian to escape the summer heat.

So the group went to Urata Mountain again, and then they realized that the bare and wild stone mountain in the past is now lush and lush. Before they get close, they can smell the breath of Fenton. In the hot summer, they can clearly feel the coolness brought by the forest.

Wang Zhengcheng said lightly: "I have heard people say that Urata Mountain was contracted out. At that time, I was thinking, what can I do in such a barren mountain? What can I die from planting, what to raise, what to raise, what to buy the stones all over the mountain as stones. I didn't expect that the one who bought the mountain was Si Tianshi. This Heavenly Master is worthy of being a Heavenly Master. Look at Urata Mountain now, there are still powerful people who have the ability."

Seeing that Mr. Zhou next to him did not respond, Wang Zhengcheng explained: "Although Master Si said nothing last time, Cao Cao invited Zhuge Liang out of three visits to the cottage. If he didn't do it once, we will come a few more times. Don't worry, old man. And Master Si said that he would use ten years of luck to block the disaster for Zhou Xi? If this hurdle cannot be overcome, then where would he have ten years of luck? So this time, it will definitely be a surprise."

After hearing this, the old man's expression became a little looser. Soon the car arrived at the foot of the mountain. Going up there was a private territory. If you enter without permission, you would have to break in.

It happened that Lan Jinxiu took some things from his home to go up the mountain. When he saw a group of people spinning on the side of the road, he seemed to want to go up the mountain. Lan Jinxiu asked the driver to pull over and park the car: "Mr. Wang San, long time no see."

Wang Zhengcheng's eyes lit up: "Mr. Lan! What a coincidence, why are you here?"

Lan Jinxiu said: "This is my farm. Now I have left the Lan family and returned to the pastoral life, so I opened a small farm, but it has not opened yet."

Wang Zhengcheng quickly introduced to them. Although Mr. Zhou and Lan Jinxiu had never met each other, they had heard of each other's names. If Lan Jinxiu had used to meet her, she would have met her. After all, she had multiple connections and multiple ways, but now she no longer cared about it. So she asked politely and said, "Although this is not the only way to go up the mountain, it is impossible to get up other places."

Wang Zhengcheng thought of the way he was like a ghost in front of the Si family before, and said clearly: "There is a formation, right? I know, I have seen it before at the door of the Si Tianshi's house. How can we get up? Mr. Lan, you are so close to Master Si, you must have a friendship. I wonder if you can recommend it?"

Lan Jinxiu shook his head: "I understand Si Tianshi's temperament. I will never get involved in the things he has refused. However, Si Tianshi has a disciple."

Mr. Zhou and the others naturally knew that Si Tianshi had an apprentice. When he came to treat Zhou Xi that day, he kept it with him. Mr. Zhou changed his mind and said, "Mr. Lan and Shi Tianshi are close neighbors. I believe that the friendship between him must be extraordinary. Since Shi Tianshi refused to interfere in my Zhou family's affairs last time, I wonder if Mr. Lan can help us contact Si Tianshi's apprentice. Famous masters produce high disciples. I think there will definitely be a solution for the matters in my family."

Lan Jinxiu said: "This is not a place to talk. Let's come in first to have a cup of tea."

Several people followed Lan Jinxiu to the farm. It was clearly an open environment, but after stepping through the gate of the farm, I felt like I entered another world, cool but not cold, and the air was filled with a clean sweet smell. It was a city full of heavy haze. I can't remember how long it took for me to breathe such clear and clean air.

Mr. Zhou looked around all the way: "Do you plan to use the small wooden buildings in the future as a small resort?"

Lan Jinxiu said: "Yes, the farm will officially open at the end of this month, and the weather will be in a daze. If the old man likes the environment here, he is welcome to come and escape the summer heat."

Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "Who doesn't like such a good environment? There are more tall buildings these days, and the fun of such wooden houses is getting less and less. If the bad things of my Zhou family are solved by then, I will definitely take my grandson over here and enjoy the scenery of the mountains and forests."

Lan Jinxiu smiled slightly. Although his farm will definitely not be short of customers in the future, not everyone can live there. This threshold is better to take Mr. Zhou like this.

On the mountain, Si Yang called Li Zezhi, who was practicing swordsmanship, and asked him if he was interested in the Zhou family. Half a semester has passed since the last time he handled the ghost marriage for his classmates. During this period, Li Zezhi was not only practicing in class, but also not boring. Compared to the past, his current life can be said to be a paradise enjoyment. But since he has embarked on the path of cultivation, he is destined to be uneasy, so he also hopes to get some opportunities to practice.

Now that the master asked him this, Li Zezhi hurriedly said: "Last time I glanced at me quickly and didn't look closely at what was in the painting. Although I don't know if I have the ability to handle it, I want to give it a try."

Si Yang said: "If you want to try it, go and try it."

Li Zezhi hesitated and said, "If I fail to solve the problem well, will it embarrass the master..."

Si Yang smiled and said, "If you can't solve it, then stay in the forest for a month to show punishment."

Li Zezhi had goosebumps all over and felt cold all over. The so-called forest was an independent barrier set up by his master in Urata Mountain. It was like a training room at home. However, because of its natural geographical advantages, it was set up by his master. He wanted to take off his skin for three days, not to mention a month. He was really undead and disabled after coming out.

So Li Zezhi had to bite the bullet and agreed and carefully put a thunder chapter in place. It was a hand carved by his master some time ago. It was much better than the thunder talisman or something. If you really can't handle it, you will sacrifice the thunder chapter and split all the ghosts into pieces.

After Lan Jinxiu earned enough favors, he called Li Zezhi over.

The ghosts of the Zhou family had already come out to make trouble, so naturally the situation could not be delayed anymore. So after the negotiations were reached, Li Zezhi followed him down the mountain. After they left, Lan Jinxiu went up the mountain. He had not seen it at the Zhou family, so he was also a little curious about the things in the painting that Mr. Zhou said: "I went to Lushan School before, and I was also a little famous, but I returned in vain and almost hurt myself. What exactly is there in that Eight Horses Picture?"

Si Yang smiled slightly and showed his white teeth: "Guess?"

Lan Jinxiu thought briefly: "It's not the horse's face inside the bull-headed and horse-faced, right?"

Si Yang shook his head: "The horse face is a bad person. He can't easily harm a living person's life. He is bound by the underworld. If he is bound by someone to do something bad in the painting, then he will be offended by the King of Hell. Who dares?"

After a while, Lan Jinxiu shook his head: "I can't guess it, but what is certain is that it is definitely not an ordinary thing. Mr. Zhou has a strong murderous aura. Even a slightly more powerful ghost cannot get close to it. He will not be a ghost king, right?"

Si Yang reminded: "What kind of ghost needs horses."

"Military horses, soldiers? Yin soldiers?"

Si Yang nodded, and Lan Jinxiu chuckled: "No wonder you want to leave it to Zezhi for practicing."
Chapter completed!
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