The news that Wang Qizhi survived really caused quite a stir among the disciples of Buried Sword Mountain. They couldn't figure out how this kid survived? No matter what, no one dares to look down on this untouchable from now on.
Returning to the thatched house, Wang Qizhi saw that the yard was already overgrown with weeds. After he spent an hour cleaning it out, he sat in front of his mother's grave and said, "Mom, I'm back." Even though there was something in his heart Thoughts ahead, but he still didn't say anything.
After sitting for a while, Wang Qizhi returned to the house and prepared to practice martial arts. Now that his internal strength was exhausted, he had to regain his original martial arts level before he could protect himself.
In the afternoon, he planned to go to the door to get some food as before. Unexpectedly, there was no trace of taro at the door, replaced by a large pot of rice and a few vegetable leaves on it.
He took the food back to the house and placed it on a big stone. This was his dining table.
Looking at the large bowl full of rice, Wang Qizhi was speechless for a while. It seems that the strong is really respected in this world. If you are strong, no matter what your status is, others will respect you and fear you. It's really ridiculous!
Just as he was about to put the food in the basin with his hands and put it into his mouth, a figure came into the yard.
After this person escaped from the guarding disciple's eyes, he jumped into the courtyard, and then used chanting formulas and waved his hand. A transparent shield seemed to appear around the courtyard, and the situation inside could not be seen clearly from the outside. Then he Prepare to swagger into the thatched hut.
As soon as Wang Qizhi swallowed the rice, he found that the door of the house opened with a creak, and a fat man walked in. He was about the same age as Wang Qizhi, and he was wearing the white clothes of an inner disciple. With one step, there was fat swaying on his chubby face.
After seeing this person, Wang Qizhi immediately became alert, stood up and reprimanded: "Who are you? It's too unruly to break into other people's homes quietly!"
The little fat man waved his hand to signal that Wang Qizhi did not want to be nervous, and explained that he was not a bad person. After hearing about the latter's deeds, he felt special admiration and wanted to come and have a look. He also ran to Wang Qizhi's mother's grave to worship.
Seeing this scene, Wang Qizhi felt a little baffled. How could this strange boy be so rude? So he shouted loudly outside, hoping that the guarding disciples would hear him and fork this man out, but he shouted There was still no response for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the boy stood up and walked into the house as if nothing happened. As he walked, he muttered, "It's so simple. How did you live for so many years?"
Wang Qizhi walked into the room and asked again: "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming here?"
The little fat man then began to introduce himself, "I have the same surname as you, Yidan. Others call me Wang Erdan. I am an inner disciple here. I heard that you were back, so I wanted to come and pay a visit to you. hero."
Unexpectedly, Wang Qizhi didn't appreciate this man's kindness at all. He pointed at the door and said two words, "Get out!"
Why didn't Wang Yidan think about this guy's weird temper and why he kicked him out when he came up? Even if he does something wrong, this guy has to be given a chance, right? This little fat guy has nothing but thick skin. No matter what this guy says, he won't go out because he insists on making friends with this hero.
"Don't bother me! I'm here because of your fame. You are the only one in the world who dares to beat Wei Buyi so badly. I really admire you."
Wang Qizhi rolled his eyes at this guy. Seeing that he couldn't drive him away, he stopped talking and continued to eat his food with his head down.
Seeing that Wang Qizhi was eating so simply, the little fat man took out a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves from his sleeve and placed it on the stone. He also took out a few bags of food and said, "I don't have any food either. Let's eat together." .”
After the little fat man sat down, he took out a small wine bottle and drank by himself.
Wang Qizhi looked at the vegetables on the stone, swallowed hard, and became a little anxious, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Wang Yidan was extremely happy when he saw that this guy actually took the initiative to talk to him, and said: "I still say the same thing, I just admire your courage to challenge the powerful, you bullshit pariah, if you make me unhappy, you will be the emperor. I’ll do the same!”
These words really spoke to Wang Qizhi's heart. It seemed that this boy was not a bad person. He was so poor that the thief would shake his head just looking at it, not to mention that he would plot against himself.
Wang Qizhi suddenly remembered something and asked, "What did you do in this courtyard? No matter how loud I shouted, why couldn't the guarding disciples hear me at all?"
The little fat man smiled and said: "I used my inner strength to set up a barrier here, blocking any movement inside, so they can't see anything inside."
Wang Qizhi nodded. He didn't expect there to be such strange martial arts in the world?
The little fat man stayed until late at night before leaving. He told Wang Qizhi many things about the outside world, which also opened his eyes.
Late at night, in a study room in the Jizhou Palace, a fifty-year-old man was sitting next to a desk and writing something. He was relatively strong, with a full beard, and his face seemed to be full of murderous intent. This man was Wei Wei Meng, the actual ruler of the land.
Not far from the door, a man wearing a nightwalker was kneeling on one knee, "Prime Minister, that boy is fine. He has returned to the thatched hut."
After hearing the news, Wei Meng frowned for a moment, then returned to normal. He found an unusual aura from this matter. This was definitely not a coincidence.
He ordered the man in Night Walker: "Continue to check for me. If you find anything strange about Zhao Shouyang, report it immediately!"
"Yes!" The man wearing Night Walker said and disappeared.
In the next ten days, Wang Yidan's little fat man went to see Wang Qizhi every day. The latter gradually relaxed his vigilance and called him his friend.
Suddenly one day Wang Yidan came to the courtyard and said to Wang Qizhi, "I'm leaving."
Wang Qizhi asked doubtfully: "What happened?"
Wang Yidan shook his head and said: "I don't know either. My father just asked me to go back quickly. A huge change is about to happen in Burial Sword Mountain."
Hearing this news, Wang Qizhi didn't have much trouble in his heart. The accident at Burial Sword Mountain was none of his business. He was just an abandoned son. The worst he could do was to leave here. There was no room for him as an unknown boy.
After gently patting Wang Qizhi on the shoulder, Wang Yidan said: "Actually, I also want to take you away, but my father said he disagreed, so you must protect yourself and never die here."
Wang Qizhi was also surprised. Why did this Erdan do these things so well? It was like parting from life or death.
