Ye Qi returned to the back mountain and met the senior brother who had something to do outside. He knew that Ning Que had broken through the cliff hole and that he had just bought a Linhu Manor recently and was preparing for revenge a month later.

Ye Qi did not have the idea of ​​directly participating, and in fact, no one wanted to participate directly in the back mountain. Not to mention that Xiahou had made great contributions to the Tang Kingdom in an open manner, they had no grudge against Xiahou and had no reason to take action. More importantly, they all knew very well that the junior brother wanted to kill his enemy himself.

Of course, there is no reason to participate directly, which does not mean that you cannot participate in indirectly.

...

In the thatched hut on the back mountain, the Master slept alone on the recliner.

Ye Qi walked up to pay a tribute and said, "The drunkard and the butcher are dead."

The master rubbed his eyes, sat up on the recliner, looked at Ye Qi for a while, and said, "Not bad."

One person said that he was dead, and the other person said that he was right, just like the drunkard and the butcher were not great practitioners who lived through the last eternal night, but just two beggars who starved to death in Chang'an City.

A few roars came from the small lake in the distance. Ye Qi looked there thoughtfully, knowing that the fourth and sixth brothers were causing the movement. They were inspired by Ning Que recently and were developing a bomb-like talisman.

"Sangsang is the natal creature of my junior brother."

The Master smiled and said, "So, didn't you fail to kill Xiahou?"

Ye Qi showed a look of relief on his face, and then said, "Actually, I have thought of many solutions, but in the end I think it is yours."

"That's, after all, I lived long enough, and during these times I was living, I was thinking about how to solve how I survive and how to get out every day. How many years have you been thinking about it?" said Master arrogantly.

Ye Qi gave the Master a thumbs up and said, "You are amazing."

The master stood up. He was very tall, one head taller than Ye Qi. He was about to touch the roof of the ventilated thatched hut under his feet. He picked up the purple clay pot full of cracks on the wooden table beside the lounge chair, took a sip of herbal tea, looked at the sky and said, "I remember I asked your junior brother a question. What should I do if the sky collapses? Your junior brother's answer is to hide. If you can't hide, just lie down. There are always tall people who are holding on, so don't worry."

Ye Qi glanced at the Master, without replying or saluting, and left the thatched hut.

...

In a mountain courtyard, Jun Mo was bathing the big white goose. When he heard someone pushing the door and walking in. When he saw that it was Ye Qi, he threw the big white goose into the wooden basin and asked angrily: "Do you know how to come back?"

Ye Qi smiled and said, "Senior brother, it's the teacher's intention, so he had to use some small means."

Jun Mo glared at Ye Qi, pointed to a stone bench in the yard and said, "Sit down."

After watching Ye Qi sitting on the stone bench, Jun Mo continued, "Since you are back, there are some things to tell you."

Ye Qi asked, "What's going on with the junior brother?"

Jun Mo nodded and said, "The entire world of cultivation knows that the junior brother wants to kill Xiahou, and Xiahou must die at the hands of the junior brother. Now there are some problems, and many people do not want Xiahou to die."

"The military headquarters did not want to see Xiahou being killed by his junior brother after he returned to his hometown, and the Taoist sect was even more unwilling to lose a guest minister at the peak of the fifth realm. There was nothing wrong with the Buddha Sect in this matter, but Xiahou was a practitioner of the Demon Sect. If he wanted to go further, he had to practice Buddhism, so the Buddha Sect would also get involved."

In his words, he was not worried that Ning Que might die at Xiahou, and even such a chance would be greater than that of Ning Que to kill Xiahou.

Ye Qi was also not worried and said, "The senior brother looked at the military headquarters, and I looked at the Taoist sect and the Buddha sect."

"Well, this matter is settled."

...

...

Time passed quickly, Chang'an City ushered in its first snow this year, and the snow lasted for a long time. Three days, wrapping Xiongcheng like a fat white rice dumpling.

There is a mountain in the south of Chang'an City, and there is a lake at the foot of the mountain. Every year when the geese return south, many geese choose to live on the mountain by the lake. Therefore, the mountain is called Yanming Mountain and the lake is called Yanming Lake.

This lake was dredged by the imperial court recently. The mud accumulated over the years is still piled near the sand and stones on the lakeside. You can smell the smell when you get closer. It is said that it will take at least half a year to get a little better.

For this reason, although the scenery is not more beautiful than in the crowded Dongcheng, where houses are crowded, it is still not a good place for Chang'an City people who are interested in enjoying life.

The house prices on the banks of Yanming Lake are not considered a precedent in Chang'an City. In addition to the manor that was recently bought by Mr. Fourteen of the Academy, most of the houses built by the lake at the foot of the mountain are dilapidated houses. If a person who is good at bargaining talks with the owners of those houses, he can also lower the price by 10%.

Sangsang held a box in his hand, stepped on the wind and snow, pushed open the gate of the manor, and came to the manor behind him leaning against a small courtyard in Yanming Lake. He saw the young master practicing swords there. When the young master rested, she walked up and said, "Young master, I have bought the land deeds of all the houses on the lakeside."

The house price on the banks of Yanming Lake is indeed not very expensive, but there are more than twenty houses on the banks of the lake. When I bought this house, the master and servant had already spent half of their savings. Now I have bought so many houses. In addition to savings, the master and servant also borrowed a lot of money from others.

Sangsang, who has always loved money, does not feel sorry for him. After all, if the smell of the mud becomes weak next year, the housing prices on the banks of Yanming Lake will rise slightly. Moreover, if you really have no money, I advised the young master to write a few words, why would the money come?

A trace of pain flashed between Ning Que's eyebrows and said, "Sangsang, put them away, these are all the money I earned from my hard work by the young master."

Sangsang nodded, turned around and ran to the main courtyard where the two lived. Ning Quefu looked back at Yanming Lake and held the knife in his hand tightly.

The Tang Kingdom is a country that advocates freedom. When two people with grudges do not want to be adjusted by the government, they often choose to duel. Duels can be regardless of life or death, and the court also acquiesced to this way of resolving grudges.

As early as after learning that Xiahou Gui Lao was coming to Chang'an City to hand over the matter, he thought of killing Xiahou openly in a duel. However, his realm was only the peak of Dongxuan, which was far from the peak of Xiahou Zhiming. If he wanted to kill Xiahou, he had to make complete preparations.

Yan Se had already handed him over the eyes of the god of shock. He could not use the god of shock now, but he could borrow some of the power of the god of shock. The duel must be in Chang'an City.

Yanming Lake is full of lotus leaves, and something can be hidden under it is not easy to be noticed. If the lake water freezes, it will be difficult for even practitioners to penetrate the perception under the lake.

So he bought the largest manor on the banks of Yanming Lake. He was a talisman master and used talisman methods to duel with others. So he asked Sangsang to buy all the houses on the banks of Yanming Lake and was preparing to carve talisman lines in those houses.
Chapter completed!