Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

Shen Huai glanced at Shi Qi, who was unable to speak, and hid behind Xie Yao.

Xie Yao looked at him for a while: "Are you scared?"

Shen Huai shook his head: "No, I feel quite happy, but... you will be fine?"

Xie Yao laughed, stepped forward and chopped off the lock on the wooden house, and kicked in the door. There were only about a dozen boys and girls who had been tied up in the house. Judging by their clothes, they were probably disciples of some sects.

Xie Yao observed for a while, and found that the clothes of many people inside were quite familiar. After thinking about it, he found the origin of these clothes from the depths of his memory.

Interestingly, the sect that chased him back then now needs to rely on him to take care of its own disciples.

It's really fate.

The disciples who saw the door opened shivered inside, because those who tormented them had returned, but it was two youths in Tsing Yi who came in.

And they're all, pretty good looking.

The youth who came in first didn't look at them much when they came in. They just walked aside to look at the torture tools on the wall, and then chuckled, and the torture tools instantly disappeared.

The disciples who were obsessed with his appearance: "!!!"

God!

Why is this person so fierce, he can't be a human trafficker, right?

The elder brother calmed down for a while, and said in a low voice: "These two people are extraordinary in appearance, and their manners and speech are chic and confident. Presumably, they should be young masters who have come out of the aristocratic family to experience, and they will not conflict with us."

Xie Yao looked back at him: "No, I can hear you, just ask what you want to ask."

Eldest brother: "..." Shame.

The more cheerful and lively girl next to him answered immediately: "Young Master, if you have the spare energy, can you help us? It's very dangerous here, so it's important to get out quickly, and we can take care of each other."

Shen Huai snorted: "Who needs your care."

Girl: "..." The smile slowly disappeared.

But Shen Huai still stepped forward to untie them, Xie Yao walked over and stared at them for a while: "What did someone do to them?"

The crowd shook their heads.

That is, there is nothing suitable here.

Xie Yao nodded: "After going down the mountain, go from the south. There is the Ten Thousand Spirit Formation in the west. You should know what it is. Don't hide it when you are on the way. If it makes a big noise, you'd better let your master come to pick it up, otherwise... I can't either. Guaranteed what will happen."

The elder brother said in a daze: "How do you know this?"

Everyone felt grateful at first, but soon became suspicious.

Two sons who don't seem to have advanced cultivation bases came to the deep mountains to save them, and they are so familiar with the terrain...

Could it be that he just left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den? !

Xie Yao looked at their terrified expressions with interest for a while, and then kindly explained after taking them down the mountain: "I have a grudge against them, and besides, I am from the barren land."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay before leaning over to thank them. Xie Yao waited for them to leave before pulling Shen Huai to follow them.

Shen Huai was a little sleepy: "Why didn't you go directly with them just now?"

Xie Yao gave him a cloak. Although the spirit sword was fast, he didn't care if it was windy, but now Shen Huai, who didn't know how to use his spirit power, couldn't do it.

When these young people entered the city, he explained: "These people escaped, and they are very vigilant, so it is not convenient to be together. I have noticed other auras in them, so I think it is better to follow."

Shen Huai didn't quite understand, but still nodded obediently.

He didn't notice Xie Yao's unconscious guilt.

Keep up with them because...the destination of some of these people is Qianrong.

That is where the Shen family is now.

When Shen Lian returned without success again, Shen's father and Shen's mother were already at home.

He lowered his head and said in shame: "Father, mother, I still..."

He couldn't say the words.

300 years, how long is 300 years?Their cultivation is stagnant, but their lifespan is slowly being consumed. There is no hope in the places where they have been to countless times.

Shen Lian didn't even know whether she should persevere or not.

He didn't want to give up on his younger brother. Shen Huai had just won the championship back then. At the age of 20, he was always at home and went to school, and when he went out to have fun with a few friends.

But Shen Huai disappeared.

They don't know how he's been doing, if he's still remembering his way home, or even... if he's still alive.

Shen Huai disappeared mysteriously, the soul lamp was extinguished, and there was no news. The family has been looking for it all these years, but sometimes when they return home and see the same room as the one Shen Huai lived in, they feel faint despair .

There was nothing they could do, not knowing why he disappeared or how to find him.

Shen Lian's heart demon has been born, and these pressures made his eyes faintly red. When he looked at Shen's father and Shen's mother, there was only strong guilt and despair in his eyes.

But this time Shen's father and Shen's mother did not comfort him with a sigh, but waved at him with a strange expression.

Shen Lian stepped forward in a daze: "...what's the matter?"

Shen's father and Shen's mother looked at each other, as if they had made up their minds and said, "Do you still remember Huaihuai's friend back then? It's the one from Xie's family."

Shen Lian didn't know, so: "Of course I remember." If it wasn't for Xie Yao, they didn't know when they would find out that Shen Huai was missing.

Father Shen breathed a sigh of relief again, and Shen Lian could see the bulging veins on the back of his hand, as well as the letter he was holding tightly.

"……What's wrong?"

Shen Lian had a vague guess, but wasn't sure.

Mother Shen wiped away her tears, and said in a trembling voice, "Call your sister over quickly..."

"Uncle Shen's father said: I don't know if Uncle Shen still remembers Xiaosheng Xie Yao. Because of time constraints, I can only make a long story short. Shen Huai is by my side now, and I am ready to take him back to Shen's house, but..."

Shen Yu grabbed Shen Lian and shook it several times: "Did he say that Huaihuai is back? Is that right?"

Shen Lian groaned a few times: "You don't know how to read it yourself!"

Shen's mother worried: "But now Wenqing says that Huaihuai doesn't remember anyone, and such a big thing happened again..."

Father Shen patted the back of her hand: "Just come back."

Only then did Shen's mother nod in a daze: "Yes... just come back."

It would be best to come back.

That being said, Shen's mother still couldn't help crying when she saw Shen Huai's white hair. She stepped forward timidly, wanting to touch her child's face, but she was afraid of scaring him, so she wanted to introduce him personally. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was crying.

Shen Huai looked at Xie Yao helplessly.

Xie Yao sighed: "Go."

Only then did Shen Huai step forward and give Shen's mother a gentle hug.

Then he was rubbed by the Shen family's family.

"How did Huaihuai lose weight?"

"Huaihuai quickly call brother!"

"Call my sister first!"

"It's better to go back and rest first..."

Xie Yao: "..." This is different from what he imagined.

At dinner, Shen's mother picked vegetables for Shen Huai as usual, Xie Yao didn't need these, so he slowly ate the vegetables that Shen Huai's picky eaters threw to him.

Shen's mother is obviously used to Shen Huai's willfulness.

"Can't you let it go a little further?"

Xie Yao was almost choked, why did Mother Shen call him Yaoyao? ? ?

He used to laugh at Shen Huai before being called by Huai Huai and Huai Huai all the time, but he didn't expect it to be his turn now.

Shen Huai obviously didn't expect it either, and looked at him in surprise: "Yaoyao?"

Shen's mother smiled: "Huaihuai and Yaoyao, the whole family needs to be tidy."

Xie Yao: "..."

Shen Huai suddenly realized: "So it is."

Xie Yao: "..."

Sending letters is very convenient now, as long as the barren land knows where his spirit sword is, it can send letters to him directly.

I heard that this is a new business invented by a disciple of Baidingshan, called location service.

Although he didn't quite understand it, Xie Yao thought it was pretty good, so he bought it at a high price. Baidingshan, who was worried about whether he could sell it, was very happy, and decided to continue sending money to the barren land, not...to visit.

It's called technology exchange, but the technology in the barren land... To put it bluntly, it's poverty alleviation.

Xie Yao was very moved, and then found that he was not in the barren land, so what should I do with the reception of these people?

Fortunately, Xi Luowen and the others were well trained by him, and they were neither humble nor overbearing when they saw the people coming from Baiding Mountain, and calmly introduced them to the new business in the barren land.

So the Desolate Daily was taken aback, and Baidingshan wanted to open a forum proposed by Xi Sa to communicate with each other.

Xie Yao: "..." He really never expected that it was newspapers who got out of the circle.

But it is also expected that the newspaper sponsored by Xi Sa can indeed communicate and cooperate in many ways.

It is not that there were tabloids in the Central Plains before, but most of them were circulated among mortals. Cultivators prefer to read books that can be taken away. After all, their whereabouts are uncertain, and the news in the tabloids cannot be of great use to them.

But if the newspapers in the Badlands are combined with the location service of Baiding Mountain...then the reporters Xi Sa mentioned can be scattered all over the place, use the location to contact each other, send the news directly to the author, and then the newspaper will send it out in a unified way.

Think it's a good way to make money.

Xie Yao began to think seriously about the feasibility of this method.

And Shen Huai looked at his letter with a blank face: "That's amazing... Has there been such a thing before?"

Xie Yao thought for a while: "No, Baiding Mountain has been studied for many years before it has an outline, but it has not been perfected yet."

Shen Huai was very worried: "Then will you lose money?"

With an idea, he poured out a lot of things from his space spirit weapon: "You can use it, you are welcome! I will support you!"

Xie Yao, who was almost blinded by the jewels: "..." No... In fact, he is not that poor.

He might know why the Shen family suddenly became poor...

With such a bad child, it would be a ghost to be poor.

But the Shen family has a talent for making money.

I heard that the Shen family was just a branch of a big family back then, and grandfather Shen followed his own and Li's mother's surname, and then began his life as a nouveau riche.

When he was at his most powerful, Grandfather Shen touched his head and blindfolded to win a room full of spirit artifacts.

However, his cultivation base is still high, and those who don't like him can't beat him, so he can only give up the spiritual weapon with tears in his eyes. Grandfather Shen came to Chang'an's house, married a daughter-in-law, and with his blood, he quickly got an equal share with the local snake Xie's family in Chang'an .

This is also the reason why the Xie family look down on the Shen family. They feel that the Shen family is not a real family. They have no teachings and rules, and all the children have to go to school to study. The talented Shen Huailang has to fly, practice for three days and fish for two days Showing the net can only be tied with the mediocre talented Xie Yao.

To put it nicely, it's an aristocratic family, but to put it bluntly...it's a reputation bought with money.

But Xie Yao still admired the Shen family who could make money, especially when he was hunted down, he had to buy wine by grabbing the spirit stones of the people who hunted him down.

It was a bitter tear.