Chapter 1892

Zhu Yan bent his head to kiss her pink lips, satisfied: "I am a wife slave, I am happy!"

Lingshi mountain

back in Lingshi mountain, Yu Wuyou said that this is the base camp for more than 200 years.

As far as Lingshishan is concerned, he is the founder of Lingshishan, who has mysteriously disappeared for more than 600 years.

After more than 600 years, the appearance of Lingshi mountain has changed greatly, and Jiang Wuyou can hardly recognize it.

The two giant tripods in front of the mountain gate are still there. They are Zhenshan precious tripods made by him. They weigh more than a thousand jin and no one can shake them.

Knowing that Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Yan are visiting, Hua Hong and Hua Wujian personally come to the mountain gate to greet each other, which is the highest courtesy to the mountain worshippers.

When he saw Jiang Wuyou in the crowd, Hua Hong's eyes were slightly stagnant. He felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

He couldn't figure out that the bearded old man in front of him was their founder, Jiang Wuyou.

Hua Wujian, meeting Zhu Yan, Xia Yuanqiu and others, went to the mountain gate and said with a smile, "it's just the so-called" nothing but going to the Sanbao shop ". I'm afraid you're not just here to meet your old friends."

Xia Yuanqiu said with a smile: "I just like to chat with shuangkuaren. Yes, we have something to do when we visit today."

Hua Hong waved his hand and said with a smile: "go in and say, go in and drink tea slowly!"

Entering the main hall of Qizong, this house is not the one built by Jiang Wuyou hundreds of years ago, but the one renovated at the back. It is bigger and more spacious, and the layout of the house changes with the passage of time.

But no matter how to change, the main body shape is still here, Jiang Wuyou can recognize it at a glance.

He never thought that he would come back here again one day. He had no father or mother since he was a child, and his master died when he became an adult. Lingshishan is his home. He created it by himself. His feelings for Lingshishan are very deep.

Instead of waiting for the woman to serve the tea, Xia Yuanqiu said directly, "Lord Hua, we'll come here today and ask for something."

Hua Hong raised his hand: "but it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse."

Xia Yuanqiu nodded, full of gratitude: "I want to have a look at the library of Guizong. I don't know if the patriarch is willing?"

Hua Hong said with a smile: "if other people ask for it, I will never allow it. But Miss Xia, if you ask for it, I have no reason to refuse. I believe you must have your reason." Xia Yuanqiu arched: "thank you very much!"

Hua Hong is not wordy, and Hua Wujian leads the people to the library.

It has to be said that the library of Qizong is really humble. It is much smaller than the attic where the fishtail sword was collected before.

In Jiang Wuyou's eyes, such a library is very kind, which is probably the only place where the Qizong has not started to repair for hundreds of years.

Hua Hong said with a smile: "it's a joke for you. I planned to start repairing on the 10th of this month, but it happened to be rainy for several days, so I put it off for a few days. As a result, the craftsmen took over the work of another family and put it on hold."

Xia Yuanqiu sighed: "this is the will of heaven. If you start construction before we come, maybe we will come here in vain today."

Hua Hong doesn't understand: "what does this mean?"

Zhu Yan said: "the book we are looking for is in this old house. If you push down this old house, can we still find it?"

Hua Hong waved his hand: "look what you said, I will only push down the old house. Naturally, the books will be moved out."

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