They got on the small boat rowed by the middle-aged instructor again.

As the sun sets, the fog returns, and thick miasma mixed with mist covers the entire river.

The middle-aged instructor and Jin Tong were used to such scenes. One stood at the stern and rowed, while the other squatted at his feet and talked to him.

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng sat at the bow of the boat. Gong Yuanzheng was thinking about the Eclipse Moon, while Zhang Xueming was secretly counting the day's gains in his mind.

The work goal was achieved and three research results that Mr. Yue had not reported were found.

There are five unexpected gains:

First, he discovered a great secret that had been hidden by Master Yue for two years and was related to Wu Feng's survival;

Second, we got the sample and formula of the Heart-Eroding Moon that Gong Shangjiao took, which gave us a new direction for our research.

The third is that he met two people from the Yuki Palace. Yuki Chongzi, like Gong Shangjiao, is a "gentleman" among warriors, and can be "deceived with tactics";

Fourth, it was confirmed that as long as the protagonist Gong Yuanzheng was by her side, all the obstacles that had previously hindered her and Gong Shangjiao from tracking down Wufeng would no longer appear;

Fifth...if there is no old monster hiding deeper in the mountain behind, and the one with the highest martial arts in the palace is the possessed Gong Huanyu, then she can walk sideways in front of the palace gate in the future.

No, not just the palace gate.

Gongmen, the so-called hidden sect with hundreds of years of inheritance, is just like this. How could Wufeng, who has been dealing with such a sect for decades, have any skilled warriors?

There are only two outstanding forces in the Southland Jianghu, and neither of them has anyone who can compete with her. Is there anyone else in this world who can be an obstacle to her? From now on, she can do whatever she wants, and if someone gets in her way, she will kill him!

With his lowered eyelids blocking the fleeting scarlet in his eyes, Zhang Xueming did not realize that his thoughts had deviated to a strange direction due to some unknown influence in the back mountain.

The mental method that had begun to automatically accelerate since entering the back mountain was running faster and faster. The hands hidden under the wide sleeves continuously absorbed the miasma in the back mountain, which was several times denser than that in the front mountain. The skin on the back of the hands turned blue and purple under the penetration of the miasma, and then quickly returned to white.

"Zhao Zhao?"

A worried voice called out in her ears. Zhang Xueming reacted a little slowly. She was stunned for a moment before turning her head to look. Gong Yuanzheng was looking at her.

Zhang Xueming reflexively stopped the operation of his mental method and stared at the pair of clear eyes. The strange thoughts in his mind receded like a tide.

"Zhao Zhao, if you're tired, just lean on me and take a nap." Gong Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Xueming worriedly. He always felt that something was wrong with her. He blamed himself for ignoring her because he was immersed in his thoughts. He took off the pouch around his waist and handed her a few pieces of dried meat that Zhang Xueming had left for him. "Take it as a snack first. You can eat when we get home."

"Okay." Zhang Xueming curled the corners of his mouth, took a piece of dried meat, leaned towards Gong Yuanzheng unceremoniously, and started to chew it silently.

Gong Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that Zhang Xueming also breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that she had regained her clarity of mind, she thought back and was startled by the cruel and violent thoughts that had previously filled her mind and broke into a cold sweat.

There's something wrong with this place in the back mountain, Zhang Xueming thought.

She didn't dare to think any more, and even withdrew her spiritual sense, and only raised her vigilance to the highest level towards the back mountain.

……

After walking a little further out of the secret passage, they saw the warm sedan chair. Gong Yuanzheng asked Jin Tong, "Do you want to go with us to the palace for dinner or go back to the back mountain?"

"I'll send you back first. I have to go to the Elders' Council to report to the elders." Jin Tong replied.

"Then go and report directly, don't run around, or you'll have nothing to eat when you come back." Gong Yuanzheng waved his hand, and got on the sedan chair with Zhang Xueming. After thinking about it, he lifted the curtain and stuck his head out: "We won't come here tomorrow, let's wait for news."

"Yes, Master Zheng." Jin Tong saluted, smiling, and watched the sedan chair go away before turning around and heading towards the Elders' Council.

Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng returned to Zheng Palace. After the guards at the gate saluted, one of them whispered, "Sir, the swordsman has been here for nearly two quarters of an hour."

Gong Yuanzheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I understand." He then added, "Thank you for your hard work."

When Su Rong saw them, her first words were: "Miss, Zhiren will be waiting for you and the young master in the tea room in the side hall. Will we have dinner in the side hall?"

"Go and ask my brother to come to the small hall." Zhang Xueming said. She was frightened by the fact that she almost went insane. At this moment, she was completely lazy, tired and hungry, and she couldn't muster any energy.

That section of the eaves corridor had been repaired. She and Gong Yuanzheng stood in a sheltered place waiting. Only after Gong Shangjiao came over did they go to the small hall together.

Going back to the small living room, he changed his shoes, wiped his face with a hot towel, washed his hands, drank warm water, and drank honey water. After going through the whole process, Gong Shangjiao squinted his eyes in satisfaction: "When it comes to enjoying life, it has to be you, Zheng Zhaozhao."

"Oh, yes, yes, brother is right." Zhang Xueming replied listlessly. He was in no mood to argue with him as he did in the past.

Gong Shangjiao asked Gong Yuanzheng in surprise: "What's wrong with her? Is she tired?" That can't be possible, because Cha Yuegong can't use his internal energy.

Gong Yuanzheng had a hunch that something had happened to Zhang Xueming when they were leaving the Moon Palace by boat. He made up an excuse: "All the servants in the Moon Palace were dead. We didn't see anyone until we left, let alone send us lunch. Brother, I'm so hungry that my stomach hurts."

After hearing the first sentence, Gong Shangjiao couldn't help but look cold and his eyes were sharp. After hearing the second sentence, he didn't bother to ask any more questions: "Let's go and have dinner."

Zhang Xueming raised her eyelids and glanced at his face. She didn't want to say much, but she couldn't help but curl her lips: "Brother, Ayuan and I have been busy all day for the stability and unity of the palace. We won't work overtime tonight."

Gong Shangjiao choked and glared at her unhappily, but did not respond.

Zhang Xueming was not in a hurry to get his answer. He changed into home clothes and went to the dining room.

Eat noodles in the evening.

The cooked silver thread noodles were served individually in a palm-sized ball. There were three small soup buckets with a choice of broth made from dried shrimp and scallops, braised lamb soup, or vegan three-fresh soup. There were more than twenty side dishes, including blanched vegetables, braised lamb, shredded chicken, shredded tofu skin, etc.

Gong Yuanzheng ate five big bowls of hot soup with the soup, and then he felt alive again. He looked up and saw Gong Shangjiao opposite him still drinking soup, with sweat on his forehead and nose. He was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief while drinking, and he would not stop until he finished it.

It seems that my brother just put three balls of noodles in the soup, which must be nine taels... No, isn't it one meal a day, no food after noon? Except for noon today, my brother came to Zheng Palace to eat two meals with them!

Gong Yuanzheng looked at Gong Shangjiao in doubt and suspicion, always feeling that this brother was fake.

"Ayuan, are you full?" Zhang Xueming asked him. If he continued to stare at him, a picky eater with a keen sense of taste would get angry.

"No, I want another bowl." Gong Yuanzheng retracted his gaze, touched his stomach, ordered another bowl of three-fresh soup, and lowered his head to eat.

Zhang Xueming glanced at Gong Shangjiao, who was relaxing and drinking his soup slowly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

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