Song Qianji: "I have something to tell Xiao Meng."

Wei Ping said farewell with understanding: "I'll go wash the dishes."

Meng Heze's eyes lit up and he raised his head, as if he was a victorious rooster: "Go quickly!"

As soon as Wei Ping went out, he was forced to wait: "What are the instructions for senior brother? I will send the man named Wei and just give me instructions."

Song Qianji: "The weather has been good recently. You pack your things and prepare to go out of the thousand channels."

"Is it?" Meng Heze's smile instantly frozen, and his face turned pale: "You drive me away? You believe in Weiping is better than trusting me?"

Song Qianji thought to read: "Is this related to Wei Ping?"

Meng Heze's eyes turned red: "How about the relationship! He must be complaining to you, and he will blow the night snack wind!"

"Senior Brother Meng, don't be anxious." Ji Chen quickly patted his back, like comforting an angry lion.

How is the night snack wind considered?

Song Qianji laughed and cried: "This is something I think you should hit the Golden Pill. Before going to retreat and break through, traveling and gaining knowledge will be beneficial to you in the future. You also said that you want to see all the good mountains and rivers and traveling all over the world of cultivation, but you have been in Huaweizong and Qianqu County."

Compared to the evil master who had survived the wind and waves in his previous life, Meng Heze's experience was like a fish swimming in the shallows. Although he resisted the ferocious beasts invading the village on the edge of the poisonous miasma forest and could hone his combat skills, he had never been able to survive in the world and still had childishness.

Meng Heze lowered his head: "Senior brother has done a good job."

"You have three things to do when you go down the mountain this time," said Song Qianji.

Meng Heze answered: "I must show my power for my Qianqu, my hunting team, and my Songyuan!"

"‌, see the world, give Jian a good name and take your whole family to Qianqu."

Although the fate trajectory changed, the red jade rosary appeared again, and Song Qianji still remembered the disaster of Meng Heze's family extermination in his previous life.

"...ah, I guessed right one." Meng Heze scratched his head and then smiled:

"It just so happens that I miss my parents too. I used to be afraid that I could return home in glory, so I dared to see it."

"The cultivation world is in a bad situation and has little human relationships. I have three more things to remind you." Song Qianji took a sip of chrysanthemum tea.

"Senior brother, please tell me."

"The first thing is that although your red jade rosary is a treasure, it should be a secret treasure that saves your life. Don't use it as an attack."

Meng Heze had no hesitation: "I understand!"

"The second thing is that I, you are a sword cultivator, but I also underestimate the escape technique. I have to practice your five elements."

Song Qianji was good at escaping in his previous life. He created his own escape technique and was superb. He ran away from death many times, but only the last time he escaped.

Meng Heze: "Keep it in mind!"

After arriving in Qianqu County, Meng Heze grew faster and his facial features faded.

Song Qianji sometimes looked at his face and gradually saw a bit of familiarity in his previous life.

"The third thing is that once you enter the world, grudges are hard to stop. If you take the opportunity to make enemies with others, don't make enemies with others. If there is any mistake, you should resolve them in time. If you encounter someone, you will definitely put you to death-"

Meng Heze heard his tone indifferently, thinking that Senior Brother Song was kind and that after the rain, he had to step on the earthworms on the ground, so he answered first:

"Repay evil with kindness, I will kill him, and I will influence him!"

He said this, just wanting to make Song Qianji happy and relieved before leaving.

Song Qianji's eyes turned dark: "‌, of course, kill! If you kill, send me a message and I will kill you for you!"

Meng Heze was stunned: "Ah?"

Song Qianji was afraid that he would listen: "Remember? Repeat it!"

Meng Heze: "Send a message to you, go and serve me..."

He said, "I stand upright and walk straight, openly and honest. If the sky has eyes, I should stand on my side."

Is the senior brother really killing people?

He only saw Wei Ping killing chickens and boiling water to pluck their hair, splashing all over his body. After saving him on Duanshan Cliff, Song Qianji took the sword again and practiced the sword again, and even killed a chicken.

Song Qianji shook his head: "The way of heaven has no eyes, don't leave your life to luck."

The way of heaven stands for you, because you are good-looking? You are Wei Zhenyu.

Ji Chen's expression moved slightly: "Brother Meng, just agree, don't worry Brother Song."

Zhao Ren's miserable situation flashed before his eyes.

Zhao Ren was once the overlord of the country, and Qianqu County said one or two immortal officials. But is there anyone else at the bottom of the well?

Fellow Daoist Zhao, it’s a pity that you left too early. Brother Meng dared to respond when he saw how Brother Song was acting.

You come, I practiced a new formation again, and I have tried it in a living body, I miss you.

Meng Heze: "I agree."

Song Qianji said lightly: "Things are gone."

Meng Heze put down his sword and saluted.

Ji Chen: "Brother Meng, I'll give it to you."

Song Qianji sat in the lounge chair and saw the two of them going out side by side with a smile on his eyes.

At the turn of autumn and winter, when the leaves of the sycamore tree fall.

Meng Heze has been admitted that the Immortal Government was managed by Wei Ping, which is more regular and more like the one when they first came.

Meng Heze: "When I was at the outer sect of Huawei Sect, I liked to say a few words the most. Zhou Xiaoyun and the others heard it so much that their ears were called out!"

"What two sentences?" Ji Chen was curious.

Meng Heze pretended to be angry and shouted: "Don't bully the young man, my life is my own way!"

The voice was swinging in the Immortal Official's Mansion.

Ji Chen clapped his hands: "Haha, it's right, just like what you said."

Meng Heze smiled: "Think about it now, the first sentence is correct. The young man is poor, so when a deacon glares at him, he feels that the whole world is bullying you and going against you. In fact, the world cares about you at all. The second sentence is correct-" He looked at Songyuan, and the leaves flying in front of the rich gate were blew, but they were bleak and saw a brilliant golden yellow.

"How much luck is, I force you to come, and the heaven is by me; what is the way, this heart is bright, and I am by heaven!"

Ji Chen was stunned: "This heart is bright, I am the sky..."

Meng Heze had already put his shoulders on his shoulders and whispered quickly: "Let's go, take good care of Senior Brother Song, stare at Weiping, Songyuan, Tiancheng, Qianqu's formation, and you can leave it to that guy."

"Okay!" Ji Chen felt deeply responsible, and overnight, he became the pillar of his family: "How long have you been there?"

Meng Heze smiled: "Of course I'm not assured that when it snows, you will see me."

...

When the snow fell, there were 150,000 households in Qianqu County. Hongfu caravans traveled with mules and horses, and merchants settled in Tiancheng Street, brought silk, cotton, porcelain and jewelry, hung signs and lanterns, and the market gradually became a climate.

Thousands of doors and houses are decorated with lights, and Meng Heze is still home.

Wei Ping described the future picture of Qianqu to Hongfu merchants, rented out Qianqu shops and stalls, and organized Qianqu caravans to go to Hongfu regularly, bringing secret seasonings, aromatherapy, wine, etc., to increase trade exchanges between the two counties.

He is like a hardworking hamster, rushing to save food for the winter before winter.

Song Qianji advised him: "You are so hardworking."

"I feel very tired. Song Xian, today I was walking on the street. When I saw the Qianqu County people also changed their new cotton coats and stood with Hong Fu people, there was almost a difference, and I felt happy."

Because I was busy a few days ago, there were only six palaces in the nine palaces in Songyuan.

Now Wei Ping finally got free, so he moved out the warm cauldron and charcoal fire, cut the ingredients, and prepared to cook a hot pot.

He almost forgot how to live before coming to Songyuan.

The passing glitter is like the ink traces that dissipate in water, and it disappears in the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

The plants and trees in the Songyuan are withering, the white jade and plum blossoms are beautiful, the petals are covered with shallow snow, and the faint fragrance floats.

The stone table is covered with thin snow particles, like someone who knocks over a salt pot.

Wei Ping put down the carbon basin and suddenly stopped, his eyes seemed to be pricked by something.

A red leaf appeared beside the stone table. The vast snow color looked like a pool of dazzling blood.

There are maple trees in Songyuan, and red leaves in the entire Tiancheng.

It was only twenty-six feet from the kitchen to the stone table. This leaf was so ecstasy that he could feel it.

Wei Ping picked up the red leaves, woke up in horror, and turned around and looked around.

There was no one in the yard, and the coldness spread throughout his body from his fingers, making his teeth tremble.

The thing that he had almost completely forgotten finally reappeared. That was his real purpose in coming to Qianqu.

——"The assassination agreement is based on the red leaves."

"Why?" A light voice sounded.
Chapter completed!