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Chapter 913: The Wind Rising (Part 2)(1/2)

Jiang Qianqing asked: "Then what do you plan to do?"

"do nothing."

The white-haired old man shook his head.

"kindness?"

Jiang Qianqing was shocked and confused.

The white-haired old man did not explain, but waved his hand and said: "Go back and continue to monitor the movements of the imperial capital. If there is any abnormality, report it to me immediately."

"good."

Jiang Qianqing nodded.

"Wait."

The white-haired old man seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and asked: "Have you investigated the situation of the Zhuge family clearly?"

"Still under investigation."

Jiang Qianqing said.

The white-haired old man said: "As soon as possible, I always feel that this Zhuge family is not normal."

"clear."

Jiang Qianqing nodded, then turned and left.

at this time.

It's almost evening.

The white-haired old man stood alone on the top of the mountain, looking at the setting sun on the horizon, and murmured: "I really want to see how you will treat your biological son?"



It was also in a very remote place in the Qin Empire.

Here, there is a rolling mountain range.

Mountain stream.

The vegetation is lush and the rivers are dense.

Wild beasts are galloping in the jungle, but there is no fighting here, it looks extremely calm and peaceful.

And under one of the giant peaks, there is a village.

The village covers an area of ​​about half a mile, and thousands of families gather here.

The houses in the village are all built with ordinary wood materials.

In front of the village, there are large areas of rice fields and vegetable gardens.

The golden rice swayed in the wind, making the ground seem to be covered with a layer of dazzling gold foil.

The green vegetables are like slim girls, exuding vitality and youth.

Although it is almost evening, many farmers are still busy in the rice fields.

Catching insects and weeding.

They all had simple smiles on their faces.

Groups of teenagers gathered together in twos and threes, rolling and playing in the mud.

The little face is also filled with an innocent smile.

The slightly older children gathered around some elderly people and watched them play chess.

Some of the women in each family were cooking in the house, while others were picking fresh vegetables in the garden to prepare food for the evening.

I saw green smoke lingering in the sky over the village, presenting a peaceful and peaceful scene.

And their clothes are very ordinary.

Some people even have layers of patches on their clothes.

In front of one of the wooden buildings, an old man with white hair sat on a stool, surrounded by a group of boys and girls aged thirteen or fourteen.

The old man was wearing linen clothes and had a very kind expression. He was telling stories about the mountains.

A group of boys and girls squatted on the ground, listening attentively, and occasionally uttering exclamations of exclamation.

Whoosh!

soon.

With a sound breaking through the air, a burly man cut through the sky and flew towards the village.

This man was naked from the waist up and had strong muscles, but his skin was very dark, as if it had been smeared with black coal.

The same is true for a face.

However.

No one in the village was surprised to see the burly man flying high in the sky.

It seems like I have become accustomed to it.

Old Man Azabu also raised his head and glanced at the burly man, with a smile on his face.

then.

He withdrew his gaze, looked at the boys and girls surrounding him, and said with a smile: "Your black uncle is back. That's the end of today's story!"

"Second Grandpa, we haven't heard enough yet, why don't you tell us more!"

A young boy with a muddy face ran to the old man Azabu, grabbed the old man's arm and said coquettishly.

"You little devil."

Old Man Azabu gently tapped the boy on the forehead and said dotingly: "Telling stories is the same as being a human being. You have to do it step by step. It would be boring if you finish listening to it all at once. Do you understand?"

The young man nodded in understanding.

Whoosh!

The burly man fell behind a group of teenagers, showed a simple smile, and cursed: "You little guys, you pester your second grandpa every day, don't you know that your second grandpa is old and needs a good rest?"

A girl had her hands on her waist, showing a pair of small tiger teeth, and said: "Uncle Hei, we don't agree with what you said."

"right!"

The other teenagers also stood up one after another, staring at the burly man dissatisfied.

"oh?"

"Then tell me, why do you disagree?"

The burly man looked at them with interest.

"My second grandpa is not as old as you said."

"right!"

"Our second grandpa will definitely live a long life."

A group of teenagers started chattering.

The burly man shook his head and laughed, stretched out his hand and said: "Okay, okay, everyone, be good and go home quickly. Your second grandfather and I have some serious business to discuss."

A young man asked curiously: "Tell us first, is the outside world fun?"

“Fun.”

The burly man nodded and smiled.

"What fun things are there? Tell us quickly."

"If you don't tell us, we will rely on you and not leave."

A group of teenagers immediately surrounded the burly man, their faces full of anticipation.

"Yo ho!"

"You brats, how dare you threaten me?"

"Wait and see if I don't smash your little butts."

The burly man screamed strangely, showed a fierce look, and stretched out his hand to grab a young man.

"Uncle Hei hit someone."

"Run quickly!"

"Help!"

The group of teenagers immediately dispersed.

While running, howling, and constantly making faces at the burly man.

The nearby villagers couldn't help but feel amused when they saw this scene.
To be continued...
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