At almost noon, Qin Yuan came to Zuo Shiyuan.

It shocked all his colleagues.

Qin Yuan has not been here for six years.

Everyone thought Qin Yuan had died long ago.

After all, the world is so chaotic that it is normal for someone to die.

Soon, Qin Yuan saw the much older Yang Huchan in the room of the chief courtyard.

My guess back then was correct, this person would indeed live a long time.

"Brother Qin, I really didn't expect you to be still alive."

Yang Huchan looked emotional.

Not many of his contemporaries are still alive.

Being able to see Qin Yuan, I felt an indescribable kindness in my heart.

"The director has not aged at all"

If Qin Yuan goes against his will, he will just open his mouth.

Yang Huchan, who is five years older than him, looks more than ten years older than him.

It’s not surprising when you think about it, hanging out with a group of man-eating monsters every day can scare you a few years.

"I just like when you open your mouth."

Yang Huchan smiled.

Of course, if an ordinary person said this, it would be a different story.

"By the way, are you at the ninth level now?"

Different from last time, Yang Huchan asked very casually.

It's just like ordinary people greeting you by chance on the roadside and asking you if you have eaten?

Qin Yuan nodded.

He had inquired before coming here, and found that the ninth grade is no longer as valuable as it was six years ago.

I have to say that the world is changing so fast. Just like popular novels, they remain the same for several years. If they slow down a little bit, they will be eliminated.

"You are always slower than others. If I had introduced you to the general a few years earlier, you might have become the grand master."

Yang Huchan stroked his graying beard and said with great regret.

He didn't take it seriously, and his body, which was originally a little crooked, straightened up slightly.

Qin Yuan smiled and said nothing on the surface.

I sneered in my heart.

It has become a staple food.

In recent years, according to the speed of changes in the world, there should have been a large number of powerful martial arts talents, but there were only a small number.

There is only one possibility, most of them went into the belly of the Five Birds Immortal.

"By the way, you didn't meet the alchemist when you went out this time, right?"

When Yang Huchan mentioned the alchemist, disgust flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yuan had seen this look before when he mentioned demons.

"No, I didn't go south."

Qin Yuan asked curiously: "What evil did the alchemist do?"

Yang Huchan sneered and started talking.

After a while, Qin Yuan was silent.

The reason why the alchemist's Taoist weapons are so powerful is because they use the souls of living people as weapon spirits.

When it comes to evil, the alchemist is not inferior to the demon at all.

No wonder, the Zhongzhijun wants to destroy the alchemist.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

My nephew Shoumin is here.

"Uncle Qin, I knew you were still alive."

Li Shoumin, with an excited expression on his face, hurriedly walked in from outside.

Compared with six years ago, Li Shoumin is much healthier.

He has thick hair, a well-proportioned figure, a rosy and shiny complexion, and a steady pace.

Qin Yuan reached out and patted his chest, which was hard.

"how?"

"very good"

Qin Yuan said sincerely.

"This Li Shoumin doesn't seek advancement like you. I intend to promote him and make him the editor-in-chief, but I'm not happy yet."

Yang Huchan said, hating him for not arguing.

He had spent his whole life trying to figure out people's hearts, but he failed at two people.

One is Qin Yuan, and the other is Qin Yuan's nephew Li Shoumin.

"I only seek comfort in my life."

Li Shoumin is like a copycat version of Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan comforted him and looked at Li Shoumin with the expression "My nephew has the appearance of Emperor Gou".

Thinking of something, Li Shoumin took out a brand new document: "This was just sent by someone from the ruling Yamen."

He seemed to be holding it like shit, and after saying that, he threw it on the table in disgust.

Yang Huchan was not surprised. His idea was similar to that of Li Shoumin. He picked it up and looked at it, and said in shock: "The general arrested Zhao Luoting and sentenced him to hanging."

Still exposed.

Qin Yuan made up the picture in his mind.

In Funing Hall, Duan Hu, who learned the truth, was so angry that his face turned red and white: "This thief lied to me for six years. Six years, six years, do you know how I lived these six years?"

In the afternoon, the scorching sun has gone, but there is still some residual heat.

Qin Yuan rode his beloved fourth-generation donkey (the third generation starved to death when Qin Yuan was in seclusion, Qin Yuan unintentionally), wandering on the street.

arrive.

Qin Yuan raised his head and looked at the Tianlao gate ahead.

Qin Yuan thought it was going well, but he forgot one thing.

Six years is enough time for Tianlao to receive new blood.

By chance, Qin Yuan met a group of fresh blood.

After waiting for a long time, he let Qin Yuan in.

Qin Yuan suddenly felt as if he had returned to his own home, feeling very familiar.

Soon, he stopped in front of a cell.

Zhao Luoting, who was wearing dirty blood-stained clothes, was tied to a wooden pillar. His breathing was weak and his head was lowered, as if he was unconscious.

Qin Yuan shouted softly: "Mr. Zhao"

Nothing happens.

Qin Yuan wanted to lose some mana to him.

When he was about to start, he stopped.

Don't develop the bad habit of constantly using magic power.

Fortunately, Zhao Luoting woke up.

He raised his head, looked at Qin Yuan for a while with a bloodshot eye hidden in his hair, and suddenly said: "It's you."

His voice was hoarse, and he obviously hadn't drank water for a long time.

Qin Yuan took out the water bottle he carried with him and fed him some water.

The new jailer standing next to him yelled.

He was immediately beaten and scolded by several prison chiefs who hurried over.

Qin Records had been their financial sponsor for more than 20 years, and it had been passed down to them from their father's generation. They planned to pass it on as a family heirloom, but they dared to be rude to Qin Records and seek death.
To be continued...