Ajiu was in the open space behind the house.

Nine corpses were buried underground here.

But now, Ajiu is pouring mud on it, and he wants to plant trees.

Even the saplings are ready.

"This season is not suitable for planting trees, it will freeze to death." Qingge walked over.

They are all martial arts practitioners, and they have the energy to protect their bodies and are not as afraid of the cold as ordinary people.

But winter is winter, and winter is always cold.

The seedlings cannot survive.

Ajiu obviously didn't understand these things, and looked at the saplings on the ground and was stunned.

Qingge was a little helpless: "You might be the prince who sneaked out of the palace to play, right?"

Ajiu glanced at her.

Qingge had already squatted down and studied the saplings.

"It's most likely that you can't live, but you've got it back. There's still a glimmer of life if you plant it. If you don't plant it, you will definitely die."

She never did anything that would surely die.

So, pick it up and help plant it.

Soon, more than a dozen seedlings were planted neatly.

In a few years, this place will be a small forest.

"I didn't expect this to feel like planting trees on the pile of dead people." It turned out that I was not afraid at all.

Ajiu was not afraid either, obviously he was the one who often saw dead people.

"Are you a general?" Qingge asked.

"I still want to continue to inquire about my identity?" Ajiu glanced at her sideways, not saying anything: "I advise you to give up, it will be of no use to you."

"So, your true identity is a big man who can kill me with great power, just by just moving your fingers?"

Ajiu would not answer her question, Qingge had expected it long ago.

She was not ready to wait for his answer, but suddenly approached him and lowered her voice: "If you are someone in the court, then do you know the Nine Emperor Uncle?"

Ajiuwei was stunned and looked at her: "What's the matter with him?"

"That's what it means to know?" Qingge was delighted, "Can you take me to see him?"

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"So stingy!"

Ajiu ignored her, fetched two buckets of water and came back to water the trees.

In the past, Qingge must not be the one who gave up so easily, but now, she has something more important.

"Master." The girl called out.

Ajiu ignored it.

Call him Master, there will definitely be no good things.

Sure enough, Qingge chased him and begged: "Help me cure Qiqiao, I know you have good medical skills."

Nothing worse than her at all!

"Not cured!"

"I don't care. Anyway, I will put Qiqiao here tonight. If you don't treat me, I will not recognize you as my master in the future!"

She left after she said that, without even leaving any reaction time for him.

Ajiu looked at her back as she walked into the wooden house, and was speechless.

He seemed to have never said he wanted her to be his apprentice? Why did he suddenly become a disciple? He had to agree to her condition first?

This girl is really unique in her mind.

...Qingge said he wanted to throw Qiqiao to Ajiu, but he really threw it to him directly.

That evening, after sending Mu Yuan out to buy dry food for the trip, she pressed her letter with a cup on the table.

Afterwards, he covered his face with a black cloth and quickly left the fishing village.

What happened in Wanjian Villa, what is Murong Xu’s current situation, and what is the situation over Feng Liye now, I don’t know anything!

These must be investigated in person!

By the time Ajiu came in, the girl had been away for a while.

The letter on the table reads: Dear Master, please cure Qiqiao, soothe my little Yuanyuan, and let him wait for my news with peace of mind.

Ajiu's face darkened and he became angry.

This crazy girl really treats him like a mother!
Chapter completed!