Shengze's eyes became darker and more mysterious, and he stared at Ling Yun for a while before he walked into the room, and at the same time said, "I have my own sense of discretion in this matter."
Ling Yun touched the back of his head, feeling that his master's reaction was not quite right.
He remembered that when the accident first happened, his master was particularly obsessed with revenge, and even asked him to send a message to his master for this reason.
However, because the turmoil was so severe at the time, he did not dare to send the message easily, and was delayed for two days. As a result, his master woke up after a slumber and asked him not to send the message.
Later, it became even more outrageous. The master actually used his wife's secret information and replaced the married brothers into the exile team.
Now he has no idea what his master is thinking, but what he can be sure of is that his master is still his original master.
Shengze lay on his back on the ground covered with hay, his eyes closed for a long time without feeling sleepy.
In his previous life, he was eager for revenge, but ended up falling into that man's trap. Not only did he harm the entire sect, but he himself was also seriously injured. Although he had to seek revenge, he also paid a heavy price. A few days later, He was tortured to death by illness at a young age.
If he had to live his life over again, he would definitely avenge himself, but this time he would not involve his master again, let alone risk his own life.
And he didn't expect that he would meet her in this life, a woman who had nothing to do with him in the previous life.
After only staying here for a few days, he was reluctant to leave.
Those past events kept reappearing in Shengze's mind. What he saw, heard and experienced in the two lives were completely different, making him so confused in his sleep that he didn't know where to go.
Sweat overflowed from his frowning brows, and his clenched hands seemed to be trying to catch something or destroy something... Unfortunately, all of this only existed in his dreams, and no one knew about it.
The next morning, Shen Xiao went to the Arms Supervisor early and told Mr. Qin the results of the family discussion last night.
"Then the girl agreed? It's okay," Mr. Qin sighed.
Seeing that he was not very interested, Shen Xiao quickly took out the paper Shen Qingqian used for his explanation last night, "Mr. Qin, my sixth sister asked me to bring this to you, and also asked me to tell you a few words for her..."
Shen Qingqian said last night that Mr. Qin also wanted to learn this painting method and asked Shen Xiao to teach it, so when she taught Shen Xiao and Sheng Ze, she taught it carefully and marked it clearly on the paper.
Sure enough, when Mr. Qin saw the drawings, his previous uneasiness instantly dissipated, and he took Shen Xiao to his house.
On the other hand, an unexpected person came to the Shen family this morning.
"Chen Er? Why are you here?" Shen Yong looked at the person coming, a little confused.
This Chen Er used to look down on these brothers the most. Although they met several times on the road to exile, Chen Er rarely took the initiative to talk to them.
Chen Er worked in the mine for several days. He got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog every day. The energy in his body had long been worn away.
Hearing Shen Yong's words at this time, Chen Er smiled awkwardly, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiu Mu on the mine, I came to see your new farm tools, is it convenient?"
"What are you looking at? But it's not inconvenient. Come in if you want to take a look." Shen Yong stepped away while speaking, letting Chen Er enter the room.
Chen Er saw the three-tooth rake and the improved shared plow placed in the corner at a glance. He quickly walked over and looked at the two items over and over again, with uncontrollable excitement on his face.
"I heard that Miss Six drew this thing? Can I meet her?"
