World Traveler

"Let's go, let's have dinner together tonight."

He reached out and ruffled Wei Ju's hair, bringing her back from her wandering thoughts.

Except for Tang Moling, Ye Yunshang, and Yu Zhu, Yanan basically has no habit of touching the heads of other people.

This was the first time that Wei Ju was treated like this. Her little head was confused for a moment, and she let Yanan hold her hand and go back to the sect compound to have dinner together.

"I am back."

Pushing open the door, Yanan, holding Wei Ju's hand, saw at first sight three people sitting in the yard playing chess.

The moment Yanan walked in, two figures appeared beside him, one was Yu Xiaomei and the other was Tang Moling, both of them had an expression of being saved on their faces.

what's the situation?

However, they both seemed unwilling to talk about it, so I didn't ask.

"The disciples are already preparing the food, and it will take quite a while to be served."

"Huh? Why are Junior Sister Wei Ju here today? Is there anything you'd like to eat? I just wanted to let the kitchen know."

Hearing Xia Houlan's question, Wei Juyu did not act pretentiously and mentioned a few names of dishes she wanted to eat.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Xiahou."

Apart from the regular monthly dinners, the only people who usually eat here are Tang Moling and Yu Xiaomei.

"Today's main purpose is to discuss something with Xiaoju, so since it's about time, I brought him over on the way and it's just right for a meal."

After hearing Yanan's explanation, Xiahou Lan nodded.

Seeing that it would take some time for the food to be served, Tang Moling and Yu Xiaomei sneaked out the door.

He sat down opposite Xiahou Lan and asked curiously.

"What's going on with the two of them?"

"Nothing, I was just teasing them."

"Looking at the way they both looked, they must have been frightened."

"Haha~"

We chatted for a while about the work of the Zhang Sect, then about life, and the latest gossip in the martial arts world.

as well as…………

"Lan'er, are you afraid if I tell you I'm planning a rebellion?"

"Not afraid."

"Are you worried about me?"

"do not worry."

"Sad, wuwuwu, I'm so sad, Lan'er, how could you be like this."

Looking at Yanan who was acting frivolously in front of him, he shook his head helplessly and said to Yanan.

"Then why don't you ask me why?"

"Why then?"

"Because I believe in you, brother."

Wei Ju on the other side cried out that she couldn't stand it anymore. The dog food that fell from the sky was stuffed directly into her mouth without her warning.

However, Yanan quickly discussed his ideas with Xiahou Lan, causing Wei Ju, who was listening nearby, to widen her eyes.

I originally thought that Yanan would just rebel, and at most change the emperor and the dynasty...

"I'll tell you the details and you'll understand."

"Those families that claim to have been around for so many years actually control and monopolize knowledge, keeping the truth in the hands of a few."

"The needs of ordinary people are simple: as long as they don't starve to death, they are satisfied. They always follow the ruling class to gain power, thereby expanding their wealth and the status of their families."

"The most interesting point is that even after a dynasty changed, the emperors would realize that they couldn't survive without them. Even if some emperors discovered the problem and started a massacre, it would only last for ten or several dozen years at most. After that, they would make a comeback or even launch a counterattack."

"Isn't this a kind of hereditary succession?"

He took a sip of tea and waited quietly for the two to absorb this information.

"Of course, that's from a long-term perspective. To put it simply, it's about leaving something for my descendants."

After saying that, he winked at Xia Houlan. Xia Houlan understood and raised her hand to gently touch her belly.

"Since ancient times..."

"It has always been like this, is it right?"

Looking into Yanan's eyes, Wei Ju was a little unsure whether this was his true thought or... a boring attempt?

In the end, Wei Ju's result was simple. She just did what she was supposed to do, and there was no change from usual.

At that time, Yanan said some strange words, the meaning of which I could understand but I couldn't understand.

"It doesn't matter. You're already on the bus. Getting off is impossible. The doors are welded shut. The only option left is to follow me to the terminal."

"It's because you're one of us that I'm willing to tell you so much..."

After all, Yanan had only discussed these matters with Tang Buyi, and Tang Buyi was the only one who could keep up with Yanan's thinking.

I really miss the back mountain of Tang Clan under the sunset...

———Boundary———

"Please bless me, Master."

Three incense sticks were respectfully offered to the master in the newly built Nanhua Temple opposite the Pantheon.

After all, Xiahou Lan is about to give birth, so we need to avoid any unexpected situations.

The original worship during festivals was changed to three times a day from morning to night.

Tributes came in one batch after another.

Although the teacher is very free and easy and may not care about these things, there is a saying that goes...

The more courtesy, the less blame...

Time passed quickly, and the scene changed. Yanan appeared outside a room, walking back and forth, looking up at the sky from time to time and muttering some incomprehensible words.

Good luck.

Yanan used the fortune-telling skill he had recently studied, and his brows suddenly frowned, and he tightened his grip on the Taiping Sword in his hand.

Today, at Yanan's request, no one except a few midwives is allowed to come near the sect's compound, not even a fly can come in.

Yanan, who has superb medical skills, did not go in to deliver the baby not because he did not know how to do so, but to avoid any unexpected situations.

Although the fortune-telling was a good omen, Yanan did not take it seriously.

I should practice my mediocre fortune-telling skills more.

After all, there is an enemy of unknown strength right in the open.

That princess fairy.

When you judge others by your own standards...

The enemy's wife is giving birth. This is such a good opportunity. I will definitely destroy his family...

I don’t know how long this master’s Daojun can last…

Outside the door, Yanan held the Taiping Sword in one hand and the Taiping Technique in the other, and released his spiritual awareness to the maximum, ready to explode at any time. He then sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for the impending danger.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock...

“Ah…”

It was not until Xiahou Lan's scream of pain and the crying of a baby were heard from inside the house that Yanan, who was sitting on the ground, opened his eyes instantly and paused.

Looking towards the delivery room, an involuntary feeling of joy arose deep in my heart.

Mother and son are safe.

After calming down his urge to break in and ensuring that there was no danger nearby, Yanan used his magic power to clean off the non-existent dust on his body. Then, clean and tidy, he pushed open the door and walked in.

The time spent waiting outside felt like an eternity. In just a few minutes, Yanan felt that it was longer than the several months of his seclusion.