After three rounds of wine.

Lin Zhao and Qingshanke were chatting together, while Xiao Shitou and Xiao Jiuer ate meat with chopsticks. The two adults drank their drinks, which had nothing to do with the children.

At this time, the Qingshan Guest carefully took out a fruit from his arms and placed it solemnly in front of Lin Zhao.

"ah!?"

Lin Zhao naturally realized that this was the white tree fruit he had been stolen and the opportunity that belonged to him!

"This is……"

The boy was shocked and looked horrified.

Qingshanke smiled faintly: "Actually, some things should not be hidden from you. This time I came to Tianchi Town, I was not for anything else, it was for you."

"I?"

The boy was surprised.

"Um."

The Qingshanke nodded gently and said, "I am a military monk. I am in a state of mind... I can do it, so I helped you get this fruit that belongs to you from Qin Ruo and Zhao Yan. In addition, although I have not disclosed my name, in fact, we are very close, because in a sense, you should call me "Senior Brother Third".

“…”

Lin Zhao was confused: "Why...?"

Qingshanke chuckled, pointed to the sword behind him, and said, "Because this sword, the person who can hold this sword is naturally one of our brothers. You are the youngest, so you are the junior brother."

Lin Zhao was shocked and felt that things were too difficult, so he said, "Xiao Shitou, Xiao Jiuer, you two go to the wing room to have fun. We have important things to do here!"

"oh!"

Both children were full and went to the wing room to play.

Lin Zhao also raised his hand and pointed to the ancient sword behind him: "The... Sister Bai, is it..."

"Um."

Qingshanke nodded and smiled: "That's true, so you should call me "Senior Brother Third."

Although Lin Zhao still had many doubts in his heart, the other party was unwilling to say that he was not willing to force him, but he still smiled happily and shouted: "Senior Brother Third!"

"Uh-huh!"

Qingshanke seemed very happy, feeling that he had not been in vain for this trip, and said, "My junior brother, after this meal, the third senior brother is leaving. There are still a lot of things on the military ancestral court that I have to handle by myself. As for your side, the third senior brother doesn't give you much. In addition to helping you get the opportunity back, there is also this military talisman map that I want to hand over to you."

As he said that, Qingshanke took out a talisman map, which was not too thick, but the material seemed not very simple. When Lin Zhao held it in his hand, he felt heavy.

Lin Zhao opened it and only told the first page of the talisman, called the tracking talisman, which can track the whereabouts of monsters and evil objects, the composition and structure of the talisman, the writing force, etc., and the handwriting is relatively new, so it should not be written for a long time, and it may even be written for himself by the third senior brother.

"Senior Brother."

Lin Zhao looked up and looked at the handsome blue-shirted guest, showing a bright sunny smile: "Thank you!"

Qingshanke chuckled: "Brothers of the same school, why are you polite? This military talisman is actually my original creation. Although many sword cultivators of these talismans have learned it, this one is still the most authentic and closest to the origin. So you can learn to draw talismans in comparison, which is very beneficial to your boxing and mind cultivation."

"Um!"

Lin Zhao nodded repeatedly.

The Qingshanke continued: "As for this white tree fruit, you can eat it when you wake up tomorrow. After taking it, you will definitely benefit from it. Cherish this opportunity."

"Okay, senior brother."

"Okay."

The Qingshanke stood up and smiled and said, "I'm leaving, junior brother, please take care of yourself."

"I'll give it to my senior brother!"

“No need.”

The green-soldier stood up and disappeared into the snow in an instant, so that Lin Zhao rushed out of the door, but no one could see the figure.

...

The front street of the town, the bookstore.

Qin Suihan had just warmed up a pot of wine and cooked a few delicious side dishes. A small pot of venison was cooked on the open stove. He held a scroll in one hand and was busy eating the wine in the other hand. When he looked up, he could enjoy the snow scene in the yard. The elegance of the scholar was all in the picture.

A green figure rushed over, and the green-soldier came uninvited, sitting opposite Qin Suihan with his arms in front of him. The table, the chopsticks, wine glasses, and bowls were all ready for him.

"Long time no see!"

Qingshanke smiled and said, "It looks like... you are a little older."

Qin Suihan glanced at the military saint in front of him and said, "We scholars work hard and often do thankless things, and will naturally look a little older. Unlike your military sects, you will be decisive in killing and killing them. When you encounter unhappy people, you will just draw your sword and cut them. You don't have to bear the cause and effect of the great way. You will feel refreshed and naturally younger."

Qingshanke touched his nose: "To put it so nicely, is it better if I am hundreds of years younger than you?"

Qin Suihan smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and touched the Qingshanke gently, and said, "How is this junior brother? I have been watching you for a long time."

“Excellent!”

Qingshanke smiled and said, "There are the passionate young people and the wise men who keep the precepts unrest. I have investigated his state of mind. I endured too much hardship when I was a child, and it is really difficult for him."

"yes."

Qin Suihan said: "After suffering so much, I always have a passion for this world. I have never resented or hated this world. In fact, this is the most valuable and favorite thing about Lin Zhao."

"Yes, yes, drink and drink!"

The Qingshan Guest drank it all, tasted the fried pork with chopsticks, and frowned: "Your cooking skills... don't seem to be as good as my junior brother!"

Qin Suihan was a little angry: "If you don't eat, get out?"

"Hahahaha, chew, it's not me who said you, Lao Qin, your temper is really not good."

"Just your temper? Almost beat Qinglan Sect with one punch?"

Qin Suihan said angrily: "If that sword is there, I'm afraid the entire Qinglan Sect will disappear from now on, right?"

“No, no, no.”

Qingshanke smiled and said, "It's true that I am a military strategist, but I'm not a bloodthirsty person in the devil who kills people. Besides, the mere Qinglan Sect is worth my sword drawing?"

"Well, take it slowly."

Qin Suihan smiled and looked at Fengxue outside, saying, "Lin Zhao is still growing up slowly, and the future is promising."

Qingshanke rolled his eyes: "It's so sore..."

...

Snowy Tianchi, north.

A new camp has been stuck, guarding the snowy Tianchi on the mountainside. The horses are like lightning in the camp. This is the temporary camp of Chengfeng Camp. Just outside the big tent of Chengfeng Camp, a beauty in Rong armor is standing with a boxing stake of Rongma boxing, full of rich fist spirit. Her beautiful eyes are firm, and the energy and rhyme are united between the boxing, and her whole body looks extremely cool.

Chen Yu, the only direct bloodline left by the royal family of the Great Chen Dynasty.

Just in the distance, in a temple on the hillside of the southern snow-capped mountains, a young man in white clothes walked out of the temple. His eyes were bright golden, and he turned around and soared into the sky, sat among the clouds, watching Chen Yu practice boxing from afar, his eyes were full of nostalgia and warmth.

...

As winter snow falls, the town is particularly cold on this day.

In the snow, Qingshanke and the owner of the bookstore finished drinking wine, put on a cloak and went out again, not flying in the wind, but went down the mountain toward the south of the mountain, and bought a roast chicken and a pot of hot wine. When he reached the mountainside, a temple appeared in the snow curtain in front of him. There was no one guarding the temple and it was extremely dilapidated.

"So still see?"

Qingshanke pushed open the temple door and smiled and said, "I'm back to my position, I'll take a look after it after drinking with me."

In the air, a young man in white clothes fell down and walked out of the statue of the mountain god in the temple, laughing and said, "Oh, I brought the roast chicken, tsk, it's a pity that I can't eat it!"

"I'll eat, you drink."

"Hmph!"

The two sat on the threshold in front of the temple gate, not afraid of the wind and snow, drinking and chatting.

"What life is this?" Qingshanke asked.

"Nineteenth generation."

The white-clothed mountain god smiled and said, "It's the best time to look like this."

Qingshanke sneered and said, "I'm afraid I can't get out of this life?"

"It's better if I can't walk out, I'm the one who can't walk out."

"Too."

After drinking, Qingshanke raised his right fist, and his fist force broke through the sky, turning into a golden light and rushed straight through an invisible barrier above the sky, and had already ascended to the sky.

...

Real world, Sioux City.

A military magnetic levitation luxury car slowly stopped in front of a villa in the city. This villa covers a vast area and relies on the former Taihu Lake to build. However, the war in those days evaporated more than half of the Taihu Lake water. Today, the area of ​​Taihu Lake is very small, so this kind of residence by Taihu Lake seems even more precious. In this villa area that lasts for several miles, people who can live here are obviously either rich or noble.

The car door opened, and Murong Feiyue walked out from inside, wearing a general's robe, with a straight figure, like a thorny rose, extremely beautiful, but full of aura of intimacy.

Inside the villa.
To be continued...