The third uncle always wants to elope

"Where is Pingyang City?" Wu Nian'an noticed the stiff atmosphere between the two, and was curious.

Wu Tomao didn't answer his words, but looked deeply at Wu Tomao Qing who was standing beside him.

"Do you remember the city massacre ten years ago?"

Goku nodded slowly.

"The city massacre case ten years ago happened in Pingyang City, and it was also in this place that was mentioned in the Ruyan letter last time."

"What do you think is Pingyang City? Why are all the spearheads pointing at this place?"

After finishing speaking, Wu Tomaoyu's brows and eyes became a little more dignified, and he said slowly after a while, "It seems that we are going to follow along."

Wu Tomaoqing burned the letter paper in his hand, "What did Master say?"

"Master hasn't written yet."

Just as Wu Tomato finished speaking, a carrier pigeon just flew in from the window.

"The master has sent a letter!"

Before Wu Tomaoyu and Wu Tomaoqing spoke, Wu Nian'an, who was burying his head in copying, cried out excitedly.

Wu Tomayu was amused for a moment, knocked on the error-prone formula on his desk, and said with an angry smile: "Write yours carefully, and you will suffer if you don't finish it later."

Wu Nian'an pursed her lips, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes, and began to copy seriously again.

Wu Tomaoqing unfolded the letter in his hand, just like Wu Ren's usual style, explained in a concise and concise manner that he already knew what happened, and then asked them to go down the mountain to Pingyang City as soon as possible...

However, the two who read the letter did not follow the letter and set off immediately. Instead, they looked back at Wu Nian'an who was hard at work copying with strange eyes.

Sensing the gazes of the two, Wu Nian'an, who didn't know why, raised his head, and gave them a scheming smirk.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Tomoma couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without beginning or end: "Are you taking him?"

Hearing this, Wu Tomao frowned lightly and pursed the corners of his mouth, which meant that he was in a bad mood now.

"Do you think Master has eaten something wrong? Such an important matter will be followed by this little troublemaker?"

Wu Tomaoyu also smiled at Wu Nian'an, turned his head and looked at Wu Tomaoqing with a soft smile.

"Are you right?"

After they finished reading, the homing pigeon flapped its wings and flew away. Wu Tomaoqing looked out of the window and was silent for a moment before the cold voice sounded slowly.

"I do not mind."

Wu Tomaoyu shook his head and laughed, without saying anything to complain, he walked up to Wu Nian'an and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Uncle! Why did you hit me?"

Wu Nian'an held his head, his round eyes were full of grievances, seeing Wu Tomaoyu's hand that was about to fall again, he closed his eyes a little shyly.

However, the expected pain did not subside, and there was a warm touch on the top of his head, followed by Wu Tomaoyu's voice with a smile.

"You brat, I'm going down the mountain with your master and me this time, Gao is not happy!"

Wu Nian'an, who had just heard this, hadn't reacted yet, and looked at Wu Tomaoyu's face in a daze, "...what do you mean? Master? Isn't it only after building the foundation that you can take orders from the master to go down the mountain?" ?”

"What's the point? Your master opened the back door for you!"

Wu Tomoma smiled and rubbed the top of his head vigorously, forcibly kneading his neat hair into a chicken coop, but Wu Nian'an was not angry at all, and turned his head to look at the still indifferent Wu Tomaoqing, hesitantly asked in a low voice: "Really? Master"

There was a bit of coldness in Wu Tongqing's dark eyes, but he didn't say anything harsh, he just said lightly: "Don't cause trouble!"

"Great!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a 'bang' from the table, and Wu Nian'an happily jumped up from the chair, almost bumping into the chin of Wu Tomyu next to him.

"What are you jumping about!"

Wu Nian'an didn't seem to hear the reprimand in his words, and spit out the words in his mouth like a string.

"Master Zu is so kind! Master is so kind! Master Uncle is so kind!"

Hearing that he was dancing with joy, Wu Tomato laughed, and even Wu Tomao Qing's complexion softened a little.

"Why am I ranked behind your master? Could it be that your master treats you better than me?" Seeing him so happy, Wu Tomoma couldn't help teasing him.

"No, no!"

Wu Nian'an blushed in panic, but in the end he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal. Naturally, Wu Tomayu knew what he was thinking, waved his hand, and let him go with his conscience still intact.

Wu Tomayu handed over all the matters in the sect to the elders of the Xianchong sect, and the three of them went down the mountain quietly.

...

When we arrived in Pingyang City, it was still early, and the people who set up stalls on both sides of the street hadn't dispersed yet, and they crowded shoulder to shoulder on this not very spacious street.

Wu Tomaoqing and his party of three mingled in the crowd in a low-key manner.

"There are so many people here! It's so lively!" Wu Nian'an sighed softly behind them.

Wu Tomato, who heard this, looked at these passers-by with a complicated expression, and muttered: "I always feel a little strange..."

Wu Nian'an asked curiously: "What's so strange? Uncle!"

Wu Tomato was about to answer him, but a cry for help came from behind him.

"Immortal, please take me with you."

Several people looked back one after another, and found that there was a young man in a blue robe in the crowd not far away, looking at the woman on the ground who was holding on to the hem of his clothes with a tangled expression.

"I'm not some fairy, I can't take you with me!"

The woman on the ground begged with a miserable look: "You are an immortal, otherwise how would you know that something happened to my family and you gave me so much silver?"

That son helped his forehead, sighed and said: "I'm really not a fairy..."

The woman heard that she was still pestering him relentlessly, and there were more and more people around, and the young master's face became more and more ugly. When she was about to look for a chance to escape, she saw three very familiar figures from the back. His eyes lit up, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Chang'an, Brother Sanqing, Brother Nian'an, you are coming too!"

Wu Tomqing and Wu Tomyu, who were about to leave, froze, but Wu Nian'an, who was standing next to him, turned around and greeted him happily, "Brother Zitu, why are you here?"

Wang Zitu happily squeezed away the bustling crowd and reached the side of the three of them with difficulty.

Wu Tomato turned his head a little stiffly and greeted him, "Brother Zitu, long time no see."

Wang Zitu is the eldest son of the Hualan family, and he is also the one who delivers news to them.

The Hualan family is the number one family among hundreds of big and small families, but their family did not rely on their talent in cultivation to achieve their status today, but on their ability to obtain news sources, and sometimes even rely on a small way The news can be exchanged for a rare medicine or a magic weapon that is hard to find in a century.

But they also have three well-known regulations, which are unknown, based on real evidence, and some fake compensation for life.

Relying on the three rules, it can be said that the Hualan family has been mixing smoothly in the world of cultivating immortals and the secular world in recent years. In recent years, it has also begun to involve auctions. faucet.

As for this Prince Tu, he is the next head of the Hualan family, but he has been stubborn since he was a child, a small disaster every day, and a big disaster every three days, one after another, and this Hualan family must be a legitimate son to inherit the family. At that time, the head of the Hualan family was gloomy every day, and his complexion never looked better.

Later, when he heard that this Xianchong sect had a rigorous and simple style, the head of the sect sent Wang Zitu to Yunyou Mountain, ready to teach him well.

But for Wang Zitu, he just changed the place where he got into trouble. Fortunately, when he got older, he naturally became sensible, and the number of times he got into trouble was much less. When he went down the mountain, the head of the Hualan family saw his change , and put the credit on the head of the Xianchong faction, but Wu Renlin's arrogant temperament, how could he accept it, and finally stalemate for a long time, then the Hualan family promised them that they could donate to them for three years without any compensation. This news brought an end to this ironic dispute.

As for the reason why Wu Tomaoyu's attitude towards this prince is a little awkward, it is because Wu Renlin has privately warned them several times that they will not be rewarded for their meritorious deeds, so they must not use the rights to these three news, but this time After going to Liuzhou City, Wu Tomoma felt that his wooden junior brother was a bit strange, so he secretly used this right, originally planning to find out whether the chess player on the Liujiang River and the paper skin on the female ghost were Where did it come from, I didn't expect that Wang Zitu also told him the news about the Long Soul Lamp.

Thinking back to the news that the head of Qianji Sect bought the Hualan family with a thousand taels of gold not long ago, he didn't expect that Wang Zitu would be so "generous". It's a little hot.

"I knew you would go down the mountain, so I came to Pingyang City to wait for you."

Wang Zilu wanted to grab Wu Tomao Qing's shoulders, but was frozen in place by Wu Tomao Qing's cold stare.

He didn't feel embarrassed, and withdrew his hand naturally, and said with a laugh: "Brother Sanqing, I see that your face is getting longer and more handsome, but why is your temperament still as shy as before?"

Wu Tongqing didn't even bother to give him a cold look this time, turned his face away and walked forward.

Wu Tomato also wanted to leave, but was caught up in the troubles that Wang Zitu had gotten into, and the three of them split into two ways for a while.

Wu Tomao, who was not used to crowds, found a quiet place to wait for Wu Tomao and the others. As soon as he reached the alley, he felt a blatant killing intent on his back.

He didn't intend to dodge at all, instead, he walked towards the source of the killing intent calmly.

When he approached slowly, the zhenqi in his hand turned into a sword formula and flew towards that place suddenly.

"Zheng-"

Wu Tomaoqing heard the familiar sound of the zither again, and flicked his sword formula far away abruptly.

Her expression gradually became serious, and she looked up, and she really saw the female luthier that day, but today she didn't seem to have any intention of fighting. Seeing Wu Tomao Qing came over, she put away the pipa in her hand, and walked deep into the alley.

That day on the boat, I couldn't see clearly, but today it was still early, and I could clearly see the woman's shoulders rising and falling as she walked.

Although there was no slight resemblance to the face he saw that day, Wu Tomaoqing still believed that this woman must be the old bustard who blocked their way in the red sleeve building.