The Ninth Prince said: "Brother Ye, when we reach the level of you and me, we no longer need to be domineering and fierce to show our identity. Doing so will not only not increase our worth, but will also lose the status of the master." Tolerance. You have repeatedly angered Mr. Wuxia, just to get him to fight with you, so as to create a relatively safe environment for Ye Jinglong."
"Young Master Wuxia is pursuing a flawless victory again. In his view, if he comes to fight you, he will be at a disadvantage. This is not the result he wants."
"He took advantage of the psychology of the Miao family and forced you to leave the Miao family. This was his first step in urging you to find him. Next, he will definitely launch a fierce attack on Ye Jinglong and show the entire battle situation in front of you. , forcing you to rush to rescue Ye Jinglong."
The Ninth Prince paused and said: "I know that you used the string of human bone beads to trick Wu Xia. However, this does not mean that Wu Xia cannot force you to leave here. Because, whose heart are you competing against this time? ruthless."
"If Wu Xia can be ruthless and use his men to kill him, he will have the upper hand; if you can ignore Ye Jinglong's life and death, you can suppress Wu Xia. Brother Ye, can you really be so ruthless?"
"If you can't, you have to be able!" As he spoke, Ye Sanqi took out a cinnabar pen from his pocket and drew runes on the mouth of the well.
Many people think that in ancient times, high-status people did not carry backpacks. They put things in their sleeves, and followers and bookboys carried extra things on their backs. In fact, ancient people not only carried backpacks, but also had exquisite styles and different types. Some people wear it cross-body, while others use a pouch tied around their waist.
At that time, although many people used foreign leather bags, Ye Sanqi and Ninth Prince did not like to use foreign gadgets. Ye Sanqi likes to use a belt, and the Ninth Prince likes to use a pouch. The Ninth Prince's pouch is still from the palace, a good thing made of real gold and silver threads.
The Ninth Prince wondered: "Brother Ye, we have already left the Miao family. You also said that you don't care about the life or death of the Miao family. Why are you still here?"
Ye Sanqi said: "When we go to the Miao family's ancestral tomb, it is more dangerous for Little Ye Zi. Because no one from the Qi family is allowed to set foot in Miao Xun's tomb. If we go there, it will become a killing array where everyone will have no chance of returning." .”
The Ninth Prince was shocked and said: "Why is this?"
Ye Sanqi shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know either. More than ten years ago, when my master and I came to see the old man of the Miao family, the condition put forward by the old man of the Miao family was: he helped me break the love crisis, and I took action for the Miao family. That time, the old man deliberately left me alone and told me: The reason why the Miao family came to me must have something to do with the ancestral tomb. However, orthodox disciples of the Qi Sect, including me, must not be allowed to enter the ancestral tomb, or even You cannot use strange secret techniques within the scope of the ancient tomb. Otherwise, everyone will be killed."
"Not even Miao Feng knows this secret. This is why I risk being misunderstood by using the victory-wearing technique again and again."
The Ninth Prince looked solemn for a moment and said: "The Miao family has always been famous for their calculation skills. It seems that the old man of the Miao family has calculated something."
"You made the right choice to let Ye Jinglong go to the grave, but can Ye Jinglong really cope with it?"
Ye Sanqi said: "So, you have been thinking of ways to contain Master Wuxia."
Ye Sanqi took a deep breath while speaking and said: "The next step is whether Xiao Zizi's life or death will be at stake. I'm a little worried!"
"Haha..." The Ninth Prince smiled and said: "Brother Ye, I find that whenever it involves Ye Jinglong, you tend to get into trouble. This is not the demeanor that a grandmaster should have!"
Ye Sanqi looked at the Ninth Prince: "Are you planning to have no heirs for the rest of your life?"
The Ninth Prince opened his mouth, as if he didn't know what to say? However, the Ninth Prince reacted immediately: "As for the question of whether Ye Jinglong will become my successor, how about we fill a table with food and wine and sit down to eat and talk?"
Ye Sanqi's face turned cold: "You want me to cook?"
The Ninth Prince spread his hands and said: "There is no way. I have always believed in 'a gentleman stays away from the cook', so I can only trouble Brother Ye."
"Brother Ye, I just saw that the vegetables in the first courtyard at the intersection are growing well, the chickens and ducks in the third courtyard are very fat, and the fifth courtyard has a piglet that will be imported... There is also a fish pond at the entrance of the village. There must be river fresh food available.”
"You still want to order?" Ye Sanqi squeezed out a sentence through his teeth.
"Gentleman, you are far away from the kitchen!" The Ninth Prince put one hand behind his back and waved a fan with the other hand and said: "My prince is kind-hearted! I can't bear to see those birds and beasts die, and I can't bear to hear their sounds! So I still can't bear to see them die! Brother Ye, come on!"
Ye Sanqi's face turned pale as he said, "Then how can you bear to eat his flesh?"
"We've killed everything, so we can't waste things, right?" The Ninth Prince said plausibly: "Brother Ye, when it comes to teaching Ye Jinglong, I will be the bad guy; when it comes to cooking, you will be the bad guy; I will It shouldn’t be too much to think about, right?”
Ye Sanqi took a deep breath and said: "Sit and wait!"
The Ninth Prince laughed, moved a table out of the house, and sat in the yard in a grand manner, waiting for Ye Sanqi to come back.
Ye Sanqi not only got what the Ninth Prince wanted, but also went to Old Fifth Uncle's tavern to get a jar of good wine.
While one of them was busy cooking and the other was waiting for the food to be served, I had already arrived near the Miao family's ancestral tomb. I originally thought that the Miao family's ancestral tomb was not too far from Song Village, but I didn't expect that it would take me a day.
Miao Linglong pointed to the hillside in the distance and said, "We are almost there, let me rest for a while."
The first thing I saw when I looked nearby was the legendary six-foot-deep trench dug by Pan Mei.
After Pan Mei dug up the earth veins, even if the Miao family filled the trench back, it would be impossible to restore the original Feng Shui veins. Why did the Miao family leave such a deep and unsightly ditch? To express dissatisfaction with the authorities?
its not right!
This deep ditch has passed through the four dynasties of Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Even if no one deliberately backfilled it, it should have disappeared under the wind and rain. This deep trench looks like someone is taking care of it, and even today it still looks like it was dug not long ago.
I accidentally looked up and saw Song Village in the distance. My face suddenly darkened: "Miao Linglong, you are kidding me!"
Miao Linglong raised her head and said, "Why did I fool you?"
I pointed to Song Village in the distance and said, "You could obviously bring me here directly, why did you have to take me around for a whole day?"
Miao Linglong said angrily: "Did your master ask me to bring you to the ancestral tomb? Did I bring you here? You don't care which way I go? We've already arrived at the place, why are you still chattering?"
With a slight shake of my right hand, the double-pointed knife slipped into my hand: "Who are you waiting for?"
