Chen Qingyan recalled Long Yan's strength and felt a little reluctant. However, with that treasure, Long Yan should be more courageous with every setback, and with Yagyu here, even if the enemy picks off his limbs, he can recover quickly. If If Yagyu is willing to heal.
Chen Qingyan hesitated for a moment and felt that he had to write back to persuade Long Yan not to be too high-profile. He only needed to inquire a little about the fact that his hand was broken by his master. He was safe and sound now, which would definitely arouse curiosity. Although the fight for fame will start early, if you wait for another year or two and make a splash at the last moment, you can still get an invitation from the Shengwu Dojo.
Long Yan didn't know that he had been targeted, and that the secret that even he himself didn't know had actually been figured out by the current four masters in his previous life, and they would not let him go easily.
Another point that Chen Qingyan is worried about is that the mysterious master knows the details of Long Yan, but he may not know the secret of Yagyu Sheng. If the secret of Yagyu Sheng is also exposed because of Long Yan...
Shaking his head, Chen Qingyan took two pieces of paper and spent half an hour writing two letters, one to Liu Sheng and one to Long Yan. Liu Sheng's letter was to remind him to hide the divine beads and someone was eyeing Long Yan. , you may follow the clues and discover Yagyu's secret. Of course, in order to prevent people other than Yagyu from seeing it, the content of the letter is relatively obscure, and probably only Yagyu can understand it.
Long Yan's letter was relatively long. Chen Qingyan told him about his encounter with the four people, and then directly told him about the treasure that Long Yan himself didn't know about, and finally reminded him to be careful about the mysterious lord.
Because Longyan's secret had been known to outsiders, Chen Qingyan's letter did not convey the meaning in a subtle way like Yagyu Sheng did, but stated it simply and directly.
After saying this, Chen Qingyan felt that he had done what he could. After all, Liu Sheng and Long Yan were just friends, not family members, and they could not force each other to stay by their side to protect them. Everyone has their own life and pursuit. Besides, this is not the real world where the main body is located, but an assessment, a hunter assessment without tasks and prompts, a long assessment that leaves Chen Qingyan scratching his head. An assessment shrouded in crisis.
He just wanted to end this assessment quickly so that he could return to reality, and he didn't want to waste any more time.
"Uncle Lin, send me two letters."
Chen Qingyan handed the letter to the old man who was playing with his grandson.
"Master, is this letter... urgent? If you are urgent, you can pay more and you will receive it in a few days."
"Urgent." Chen Qingyan took something out of his pocket, took out five taels of silver and put it in Uncle Lin's hand, "Uncle Lin, please leave again."
"I'll go right away." Uncle Lin touched his grandson's head, turned around and walked out the door.
But soon, Lin Bo came back.
Chen Qingyan looked back and saw Uncle Lin hurriedly walking and looking panicked, knowing that something must have happened to him.
"Master, there is a group of people outside, looking for you."
Lin Bo stumbled and said.
"Sure enough, it's here." Chen Qingyan glanced at the six weapons on the counter, picked up the only sword, and
"Uncle Lin, the letter will be delivered later. You take these little guys and stay here. I'll come when I go. It'll be fine."
The old man nodded, but his face was full of worry.
In the old man's memory, his young master's swordsmanship in the steel sword style was sparse and ordinary, incomparable to that of the warriors and swordsmen in the dojo. Therefore, when the young master decided to establish the dojo, he hid this worry, but did not say it out.
Once upon a time, there was only one dojo here, Yue Ming Dojo.
Nowadays, there are four dojos in the city called Yueming Dojo. The fights on the surface have eased a lot, but the fights secretly are not much at all, and they are getting more and more intense. Even ordinary people like him are aware of it.
At this sensitive moment, his young master actually built a fifth dojo quietly and gave it an eye-catching name. How could Uncle Lin not be worried?
"Hey, I don't know if it was a mistake to send you here." The old man hugged his grandson.
Then he picked up three other little guys who wanted to go out to join in the fun, called the other servants, and hid together in the backyard of the dojo. There was a door in the backyard, so you could escape at any time.
"Uncle Lin, didn't the Taoist leader tell us to wait here?" asked the middle-aged woman who had taken the children to change clothes.
Uncle Lin didn't answer, but put his grandson down and said, "When you hear me yelling, run home."
It's not that Uncle Lin doesn't believe in his young master, it's that he just can't believe it.
"Grandpa, where are you going?"
Lin Zixun is five years old this year. He is short and very thin. He was sick some time ago. He is sallow and thin, and looks like a malnourished little monkey.
"obedient."
Lin Bo said, striding back to the front yard of the dojo.
When he happened to meet his young master who was returning, he was stunned.
Chen Qingyan turned around and looked around, wondering: "Where are they?"
"Master, I..."
Seeing Uncle Lin's expression, Chen Qingyan immediately understood something and laughed loudly: "Uncle Lin, let them come back. The matter is settled."
"ah!?"
Lin Bo asked in surprise: "Are those people gone?"
"Well, I'm leaving, but there should be people coming."
Chen Qingyan didn't explain much.
Lin Bo hurried to the door, leaving some blood stains on the scene, but it was indeed deserted, not even the people who usually fished by the bridge.
Returning to the dojo, Lin Bo asked, "Master Mingxi, did you start a fight with them?"
Chen Qingyan was lying on the wicker chair boredly at this time and put the sword back.
"Uncle Lin, you go deliver the letter first and buy some food when you come back. You may have to entertain some distinguished guests in the evening."
Chen Qingyan ordered.
Lin Bo hesitated to speak, but as he was accustomed to obeying the young master's arrangements, he still shut up. He went back to the backyard to call the people back, and then went out.
Nearly an hour later, Lin Bo came back with chicken, duck and fish. When crossing the bridge, he passed by a team that kept wailing. His mind was a little confused. When he concentrated his attention and saw clearly the embroidered words on the dirty clothes. When he heard the name of the dojo, he was shocked and quickly ran back to the dojo.
But he saw the young master lying on the wicker chair in the same lifeless posture, as if he had not moved at all.
However, the expressions and attitudes of several children and servants seemed to have changed.
The children chatted excitedly, hummed and danced, seeming to be imitating something.
The servants' words and deeds were less casual than before and more reserved. When facing the young master, their expressions were quite respectful, as if they were facing some big shot.
Lin Bo stood blankly at the door, wondering what happened during his absence.
"Uncle Lin, has the letter been delivered?"
Chen Qingyan shouted.
Lin Bo nodded and walked into the dojo.
"Grandpa," Lin Zixun ran over and hugged Uncle Lin's thigh, raised his head and said excitedly: "The Taoist leader defeated the group of Huai people, swish, swish, wow, those Huai people were lying on the ground, the Taoist leader said that I can also do it in the future so smart."
