The lights in the tent were dim and silent for a while, the old Taoist Huang Ye put down his wine glass and sighed: "I won't tell you, it's not because some people put pressure on me that they dare not tell you, but because I can't tell you that I don't want you to be in trouble because of today's incident."

Yan Guilai drank the wine in his glass in one sip, and there was no disappointment on his face. "I will resign as an envoy of Anton. I hope that someone in the office will come to take over me as soon as possible. If someone asks me, tell them that I have delayed my practice due to the cumbersome official duties, and I hope to resign from Anton and concentrate on my practice."

Old Dao Huang Ye shouted in a slight angrily: "Yan returns, I know you are angry about the deaths of tens of thousands of people, but why is this? Is it the only one who knows about this?"

"But those people are calmer than you, knowing that such a thing is very involved and they cannot interfere. They can only let it go. Why can't you let it go?"

"I'm cold-blooded, no one asked you to do this. Why do you have to embark on such a path that is destined to be unable to turn back?"

Yan Guilai put down the black porcelain wine glass and said in silence: "You are right. No one wants me to avenge them. The teacher also said that I have a strong personality and cannot tolerate any sand in my eyes. The monster is our enemy. If the enemy kills us, we can only fight to kill us back. No one can blame anyone for life or death."

"But what if it was done by oneself?" Yan Guilai's cold pupils seemed to have a shallow flame burning. "Who should we look for? I understand all these principles, but if I don't do it because of fear, I feel guilty!"

Old Taoist Huang Ye was silent.

Yan Guilai stopped talking. He stood up and turned away. As he was about to walk to the door of the tent, Old Taoist Huang Ye sounded.

"We caught one of their members. Just found out that he had a lot of connections with Chen Ji Mixing in Jingdu. The case ordered them to take over and took the person away."

"Thank you." Yan Guilai silently wrote down this sentence, he lifted up his tent and walked out.

Old Taoist Huang Ye looked depressed, and he still said it, not knowing whether it was right or wrong, but even if he didn't say it, Yan Guilai would slowly find out.

If it was just a merchant in Jingdu, the superiors would not interfere in this matter, but the superiors would interfere. This is likely to involve a big man in Jingdu. This is why he was unwilling to tell Yan back.

He sighed deeply and took out the prepared message to the teacher of Yan Returning from the academy, hoping that he could stop Yan Returning from the day.

...

Zhou Fan returned to the tent. Tonight, he did not rush to practice, but opened the package sent to him by his home with a smile on his face.

Inside the bag are two cotton coats and two letters.

The cotton coat was made by Niang Guifeng for him, and winter is coming soon.

He rubbed the cotton coat silently and then smiled, showing a childlike smile.

His parents disappeared when he was very young in his previous life. Grandma took him to make a living with his sister. It was not that grandma was not good, but that there were shortcomings after all. This was the first time he received a winter clothes from his mother.

He looked at two more letters, one written to him by his family, and the other with Xiao Liu's name on it.

He was a little surprised. He first opened the letter at home, and then he realized that the letter at home was written by Zhang Shusheng, a new teacher in the village. He mentioned that everything happened since he left home and was all trivial matters in life. Finally, he mentioned that it was about to turn winter and the weather was cold, so he asked Lord Yan to bring him two cotton coats...

Zhou Fan read it silently several times, and then opened another letter and found that the words on it were strokes and strokes, bringing the unique unfamiliarity and childishness of a child who had just practiced calligraphy.

"Afan, I can write. Now I am writing a letter to you..." Xiao Liu said as if she was showing off.

"This is taught by the teacher in the village. I know a lot of words. I will write to you next time. Uncle Yimu and Aunt Guifeng said that I could let me write it, but this time, they were afraid that I would not write it clearly..."

Unfortunately? Zhou Fan was slightly stunned for a moment before he realized that it should be 'no'.

"My cake is completely ready. You don't have to be careful. If you see my master, remember to ask the monkey for me."

Zhou Fan thought for a while and realized that the meaning of this sentence should be: My illness has been completely cured, don’t worry, if you see my master, remember to greet me or say hello to me.

Xiaoliu, Xiaoliu, you really wrote a lot of words wrong.

Xiao Liu mentioned the disease refers to her half-human and half-human physical problems. A generation of treacherous people with Yanzhi developed the martial arts "Wanmuchun". The hidden dangers of her generation of treacherous people should not have any problems, and he felt very pleased.

And Xiao Liu still remembered his advice, but did not say it very clearly in the letter, but just vaguely mentioned this sentence.

Zhou Fan pulled the corner of his mouth and said hello to your master? If you see me, you will, and you will also thank her for giving me a tube top...

"Hey hey hey, there are too many words to say to Afan, but there are many words that can't be written yet. I don't want to ask the teacher to teach me. Next time, I will write more words for Afan..."

"Afan, Aunt Guifeng wants me to tell you, if you are careful when you go out and don't need to be careful at home, I will follow Gu Haoyimu and Aunt Guifeng, and when will you come back? Remember to write a letter to tell me."

Looking at the letters with still many typos, Zhou Fan chuckled, his eyes softened... It was so good that someone in the family was worried about. He would never feel lonely in this world.

He sat for a while, his smile calmed down and sighed. Time was too late, and the college entrance examination was about to begin. Otherwise, he really wanted to go home to see his parents, Xiao Liu and others. He picked up paper and pen and wrote a letter to his parents and Xiao Liu.

These two letters can be brought back by Yan Guilai for him.

After doing these things, I started practicing sleeping in Huihe Space and then practicing.

The next morning, Zhou Fan got up and packed up his things, handed over the letter he had written last night to Yan Guilai, said goodbye to Yan Guilai and others, left the camp and headed towards Gaoxiang County.

It took another five days, and Zhou Fan stood by the ruler. He looked at the boundary marker erected on the ruler. The boundary marker was one person tall, with the three words "Luo Shui Township" engraved on it.

Seeing the boundary marker shows that he has truly stood on the edge of Luoshui Township, crossed this foot of the road, and even left Luoshui Township and entered the territory of Gaoxiang County.

He looked back at the vast mountains of Luoshui Township.

He remembered the wastelands he had traveled through Luoshui Township, Xianghuo City, Yuanshu Village, Si'antang Street, and Yangzhaili.

He even remembered Tianliang City, Tianliang City, his own village, Sanqiu Village.

He is getting further and further away from home.

Let's go, it won't take long to return.
Chapter completed!