Every time you go out, there are treasures delivered to your door

In the end, Feng Wuxiu followed Mu Xirong back to the Cangjian Sect.

That mountain still retains the scene he saw when he set foot on it for the first time 16 years ago.

The weeds are clustered in clusters, with long tails fluttering in the wind, which is desolate and desolate.

"This is really returning to its original shape!" Feng Wuxiu looked at the mountain that didn't look like his residence at all, and touched his chin with emotion, "Your messy plants have extraordinary vitality, why don't you invite people to come here? Clean it up?"

"...No need." As if the scene of the year had reappeared, Mu Xirong took out a few puppets and silently instructed them to clean up the place, and then explained to Feng Wuxiu in a serious manner, "We usually retreat for three years and five years. You can just come out and let the puppet clean it up, it is a waste to clean it up when no one is around."

"It's really frugal..." Feng Wuxiu thought of his small yard, even if he didn't like it, someone would come to clean it up from time to time when he was away, not to mention that he had servants to serve him, so he didn't have to worry about the yard being deserted Lose.

After this comparison, I suddenly felt that I was really extravagant.

Mu Xirong thought for a while and said, "If you like to be clean, I'll keep the puppet in the future, how about it? I don't like people coming to disturb you."

"The spirit stone of the puppet will always be exhausted, right?"

"I will find a way to reform it, so I don't have to send someone to change the spirit stone every year."

After thinking about it, Mu Xirong felt that this idea is still feasible. Although he is a pure swordsman, he still dabbles in this kind of mechanism and arithmetic. Coupled with the huge inheritance memory, it is probably possible to change a puppet. Yes, it just takes some time.

"Actually, I don't dislike it too much. You don't have to accommodate me." Seeing that Mu Xirong really decided to study the puppet, Feng Wuxiu felt a little embarrassed. It was really rude to ask for this or that when visiting someone's house.

"No problem." Mu Xirong pursed her lips and hesitated, "I'll see the master later, can you come with me?"

"Go, I haven't seen the owner of the villa for a long time." After all, I came here as a guest, and I must go to visit the elders, Feng Wuxiu agreed without hesitation.

As soon as Mu Xirong disappeared, he disappeared for seven years, so the owner of the villa has been keeping Mu Xirong to ask questions. From the sudden and terrible cultivation to basic necessities of life, nothing is missing. It's really... old lady's Heart.

From the very beginning, Feng Wuxiu thought that the master of the Zhuang sect was really a good teacher, so caring about his apprentices was awesome, and later, oh my god, didn't you ask this question before? Why did you ask it again? Who still remembers those details...

Sect master, your fairy-tale personality has collapsed, collapsed, collapsed... ah... ah...

The two of them were not released until the sky began to darken. Once Feng Wuxiu got back, he rolled himself onto the bed, and Mu Xirong laughed and remained silent.

Lying down for a long time unable to fall asleep, Feng Wuxiu stretched his legs and kicked Mu Xirong who was lying on the side, and asked, "Is there any result from the investigation you said last time?"

"Nothing unusual, but the plant was indeed put in on purpose."

"kindness?"

"There are always some families that have lasted for tens of thousands of years and still keep things from a long, long time ago."

"That family is very powerful?" Feng Wuxiu looked sideways, and really didn't think that the family that could raise those people who liked to throw the pot on others had such a background.

"That's not true." Mu Xirong said briefly, "Tens of thousands of years ago, there was no fame, and now it is naturally even more declining. It is just a small family that is not popular. It has survived because of the large number of children. Famous hall, but it is also because there are too many children and the division of the family is fierce and noisy, so it is estimated that the famous hall will not stay long."

Feng Wuxiu nodded, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suggested: "Let's check their situation tens of thousands of years ago carefully, such as the people they attached to at that time."

"something wrong?"

"intuition."

The author has something to say: the countdown to the end is 1/4, the plot is a mess, I don’t know how to end QAQ